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"I understand, I just..." Yuntang paused, and buried her face in her palms.

"I understand, Senior Sister. You have a good rest, and I will see you off tomorrow morning."

"No, I'm afraid I left very early. Go back quickly, it's already time for bed." Yun Tang looked at the sky and said softly.

Qing Huan nodded and said goodbye to Yun Tang.

Yuntang was sitting alone on the high roof, her lips were tightly pursed, her hands resting on her lap were slowly clenched into fists, her eyes suddenly turned to the direction of Huaxujing, and she sighed faintly.

Nan Yang thought about what Qing Huan said, don't sleep, wait for her to come back.So she sat under the tree with Junqiao to make tea, the medicine pot in her hand slowly warmed up, she lifted the lid, and a cool breath penetrated into the tip of her nose, like mint grass with a blending flavor.

Nan Yang took a sip, and there was a sweet and greasy taste in it. It seemed that a lot of honey was added to it, which firmly covered the bitterness of other medicinal materials.She smiled without a trace, and drank the medicine slowly.

Jun Qiao was sitting opposite her, with his head resting on his hands, his eyelids were about to twitch, and his eyes were fixed on the tea on the stove. It was obvious that the tea noodles were already bubbling, but Nan Yang still took his time. There was no sign of scooping out the tea.

"If you're sleepy, go back and rest." Nan Yang said lightly.

Junqiao thought for a moment, and said, "Alright, you go to bed early too."

Junqiao covered his mouth and yawned, got up and walked slowly back to Huaxu Realm.

Not long after she left, Qing Huan came back.Nan Yang got up, walked towards Qing Huan, and took her hand.

"I've been here for so long, it's cold outside, so I'll freeze carefully."

"Master, you really haven't slept." Qing Huan pulled Nan Yang and walked inside, "It's late, if it's this late in the future, don't wait for me."

Nan Yang didn't make a sound, just looked at Qing Huan quietly.

When the two entered the room, the bed was still a mess.Qing Huan let go of Nan Yang and went to make the bed. Her long hair hung behind her, making her well-proportioned and beautiful figure looming. Her slight bending made her long hair spread on her back, making her look soft Extremely.

Nan Yang stood aside and watched quietly. After a moment, Youyou said, "It's such a joyful feeling to have someone by your side who can care for each other. No wonder people in the world are willing to indulge in the love between men and women."

"If a person lives alone, sometimes he will be bored, and he doesn't know what to do when he is bored. But if he has a sweetheart, he will still think about her when he is bored, so the time will not be so difficult." Qing Huan chuckled lightly respond.She stopped making the bed suddenly, her eyes widened slightly, looking at the bright red mark on the bed.

that was last night...

"Master...does it hurt?" Qing Huan turned her head, her eyes were shallow and indifferent, fearing that if she looked at the woman with a little force, her weakness would be damaged.

Nan Yang immediately understood what she said, blushed, and half-closed his eyes: "It's okay."

"...Come on, lie down, I'll apply some trauma medicine for you."

Nan Yang bit her lip, slowly went to bed and leaned against the head of the bed: "Didn't you drink the medicine just now?"

"That's for reconciling the internal breath. You still...should be... swollen..." Qing Huan's voice became smaller and smaller, and she could hardly hear it at the end. Li rubbed the ointment brought back from the medicine cabinet in his hand uneasily.

"En." Nan Yang responded softly, and slowly untied his belt, and took off his outer robe, leaving only obscene clothes.

Suddenly, Nan Yang didn't dare to continue, so he took a quick look at Qing Huan, and said softly, "Give me the medicine, I'll do it myself."

Qing Huan smiled slightly: "Master, do you know where to paint?"

"You...presumptuous." Nan Yang frowned and glared at Qing Huan.But there was still an indelible blush on her face, which made her eyes look a bit coquettish.

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She got up from Nan Yang suddenly, ran out a little staggeringly, ran to the snow outside Huaxu Gate, and fell directly on her back.

Qing Huan grabbed the snow next to her with her right hand and held it tightly in her hand, feeling the snow condense into an ice cube and then slowly melted into water.The cold touch gradually calmed her down.

She felt like she could hold back a mouthful of blood.

But the master hurts, she can't bear the master's pain at all, she would rather vomit blood by herself.

Nan Yang didn't care about the mess, so he put on clothes casually wrapped in a robe, and followed Qing Huan out.

Seeing Qing Huan lying on the snow, she walked forward slowly, knelt down, stretched out her hand distressedly, and helped Qing Huan wipe the snow off her face, and said softly: "Why do you have to endure so hard..."

"Master," Qing Huan quickly interrupted Nan Yang, holding Nan Yang's hand, "No, I don't, don't worry."

"...It's cold on the ground, don't lie down."

"Master, I love you." Qing Huan held Nan Yang's hand and kissed it gently on her lips.Her eyes were closed, and the corners of her eyes felt a little sore. She really loved this woman so much that she not only felt joy, but also pain.

"..." Nan Yang slightly hooked the corners of his lips restrainedly, and looked at Qing Huan in silence with deep eyes.

Qing Huan opened her eyes, looking at the beautiful face in the dark night like a fairy, with a long voice: "If there is a day when danger comes, I am willing to die for you."

"..." Nan Yang looked at Qing Huan seriously, showing a very shallow smile.