I Qinghuan gl

Three years, but a snap of the fingers.

The Beifei Mountain, which has just entered winter, is still snowing profusely, and the eyes are completely white without embellishments.No matter how long time passed, no matter how many times the disciples changed, the structure of the North Palace of Punishment was still the same, and time would not leave a mark here.

Thinking of this, Qing Huan couldn't help but smile on the corners of her lips. Fortunately, the Beifei Palace is like this all year round. I made this painting and hang it in the Rongku Pavilion. It is very suitable for viewing at any time.

The ten-year-old girl is much taller, her facial features are slightly open, and Qingcheng's appearance can be seen in her immaturity.The original embarrassment and shivering are long gone. She is wearing a light yellow shirt with water sleeves. The blood-red flowing jade around the neck and a little cinnabar between the eyebrows complement each other, overflowing with aura, so cute that people want to pinch her face.

Qing Huan lay lazily on the table, holding an ink-stained Langhao pen in his left hand, thinking about how to lay out the drawing.

"Qing Huan, it's time to eat." Yun Tang walked into the room and touched Qing Huan's head affectionately.Yuntang is 16 years old this year, just at the age when flowers are blooming like brocades, and his gestures are becoming more and more gentle and kind.

"Senior sister, I'm not hungry yet," Qing Huan said coquettishly, her dark eyes turned around nimbly, "Master is coming back from Huashan, I haven't seen you in half a month, I have to hurry up and finish the painting." Send this picture to Master."

Yuntang smiled lightly: "Okay, if Master sees you making progress like this, she must be happy."

When Qing Huan heard this, she suddenly raised her voice as if her hair had exploded: "How old is Master!"

Yun Tang patted Qing Huan's little head: "Okay, I'm just kidding. I'll let my brother bring you the food later, remember to eat."

Qing Huan, as the youngest girl in the teacher's school, was born with a lot of troubles when she was young, which caused people's heartache.Nan Yang doted on her, while Bian Zi and Yun Tang wanted to dote on her even more. Over the past three years, Qing Huan's temperament has become more and more arrogant, fearless.Qinghuan doesn't like to listen to anyone's words, only Nanyang can control her.Master said one, but she never dared to say two.

Yun Tang sometimes felt that the whole family protected Qing Huan too well, which made the child less tempered, so he developed such a flamboyant character.But fortunately there is a master, this little brat dare not listen to Nan Yang if he doesn't listen to anyone.

"Senior Sister..." Qing Huan suddenly fell down like a deflated balloon, with a dejected tone, "Master has been away for 17 days, and tomorrow should be No. [-]. Why didn't she agree to take me to Huashan together?" ...She clearly promised me that she would come back as soon as possible, it's been so long...it's been so long..." As she spoke, Qing Huan's ending sound had a hint of crying.

"Is master taking you, a little child, to practice Taoism? I'm afraid you'll cause trouble for her if you're by Master's side. It's okay, I'm crying about something like this. I just got the news that Master said he'll be back the day after tomorrow." Yun Tang handed her a hand Huan a handkerchief, comforting softly.No matter how old Qing Huan grows up, his bones are still the same as before, and he can't do without Master at all.Thinking back when I was so old, Nan Yang would go out sometimes, how could Zizheng and himself have such a big reaction.

"By the way, Master also said that I will teach you swordsmanship when I come back this time."

Qing Huan wiped her snot and tears on the handkerchief, and her voice was buzzing: "It doesn't matter whether you learn sword or not, it will be fine when Master comes back..."

Yuntang smiled wryly and shook her head, after all, she was still a child.

The hour is almost here.

The three brothers and sisters in Rongrong Pavilion all ran to the gate of Beifei Palace to wait for Nan Yang to come back.Before Nan Yang went out, Bian Zizheng and Yuntang never had the habit of running to the gate of the mountain to greet them, but this time they were dragged here by Qing Huan.The entrance of the Northern Punishment Palace is the farthest place they can go. Disciples of their age and experience are not allowed to go down the mountain, otherwise Qing Huan will definitely not stop going down the mountain, and it is estimated that they will walk hundreds of miles to pick up Nanyang .

Bianzi leaned on the stone pillar of the mountain gate lazily, looking at the sun above his head to estimate the time.Yuntang and Qinghuan were chatting in a low voice, while Qinghuan was listening, her eyes looked out anxiously.

A figure walked in the mist and mist in the distance, such a familiar calm pace, graceful figure, just a silhouette is so beautiful that it makes people infinitely reverie.Suddenly, the aura around him seems to cause the wind and snow to dance together, just like the steps of an exiled fairy.

"Master!" Qing Huan shouted happily, ran out and plunged into Nan Yang's arms.

"I haven't seen you for half a month, it seems to have grown a little taller." Nan Yang smiled and stroked Qing Huan's hair.

Qing Huan buried her head in Nan Yang's chest, her infinitely warm and soft touch spread out, mixed with the familiar fragrance of plum blossoms.Qing Huan's hand holding Nan Yang trembled slightly, his mind went blank for a while, and he felt his face was burning red, why did Master hug her so many times, and he was still so shy...

"Master, why did you come back so late, I miss you very much." Qing Huan acted like a baby in Nan Yang's ear with some grievances.

"Junior Sister, Master used to go out to practice Taoism for at least two or three months, but this time he rushed back in only a dozen days, all because of you, are you still not satisfied?" Bianzi teased.

Nan Yang picked up Qing Huan, and lifted her up with one hand. The little girl was a lot taller, and it took some effort to hold her: "Go back to Rongku Pavilion."

"Hey Junior Sister, Junior Sister, why is your face so red?" While walking, Bian Zi teased Qing Huan in fear of chaos.

Qing Huan's face turned even redder. She felt Nan Yang's hand holding her buttocks, and she couldn't help wrapping her hands around Nan Yang's slender white neck and burying her face in it.She liked that Master hugged her so intimately, but she couldn't help but feel a little melancholy, as she grew bigger and bigger, Master might not hug her like this again in the future.

Nan Yang tilted his head slightly, and whispered in Qing Huan's ear very affectionately: "Come to my bedroom tonight, don't forget."

Qing Huan nodded quickly, raised her face a little, and looked at Nan Yang's alluring white skin and neck contour, her heart throbbed frantically again, she really wanted to kiss her... But, Master will be angry, right? ... No, Master loves me so much, so I don't care about such small things... But Master is so cold...

After hesitating again and again, Qing Huan turned her face to kiss Nan Yang's earlobe lightly, and then buried her face in Nan Yang's shoulder like a child who has done something wrong.

Nan Yang was walking upright, when he suddenly felt a little hot and humid breath and soft touch on the earlobe, his sensitive ears immediately turned red, and even the face and neck on that side were stained with a lot of blush.This little brat... In all the world, she is the only one who dares to be so contemptuous of herself.Nan Yang frowned, and was about to reprimand Qing Huan, but Qing Huan opened her mouth first, apologizing delicately: "Master... the disciple is wrong..."

Nan Yang couldn't reprimand him any more immediately, but it made him blushed for no reason, and he was a little unwilling.

After a while, Nan Yang's cold voice rang in his ears: "Tonight, bring a ruler and come to my bedroom."