There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

This time Ye Qinghe got into trouble, Han Shu deliberately wanted to teach this ignorant boy a lesson, but seeing him like this, his heart softened instantly, he sighed deeply in his heart, he could only maintain his superficial indifference, and said : "Come and sit down."

Ye Qinghe glanced at the stool in front of Hanshu, walked over aggrieved, and sat down obediently.

Only then did Hanshu take out five or six small porcelain bottles from his sleeve and put them on the table in front of Ye Qinghe, then said softly, "Take off your clothes."

Ye Qinghe couldn't help thinking of what happened in the pool before, his face blushed, but he took off his shirt as he said.

The young man's body is always extremely strong, with smooth and firm back lines, but the smooth back is covered with large and small scars, some of which are even oozing blood.

Seeing these wounds, Han Shu suddenly had no intention of teaching Ye Qinghe a lesson, he reached out to pick up the porcelain bottle next to him, poured a little light green liquid into his hands, and then carefully wiped those wounds.

You can feel the baby from his movements.

Ye Qinghe was also taken aback, the worry and distress in Hanshu's heart seemed to be conveyed through the nails he applied the wound medicine on, Ye Qinghe's relaxed mood suddenly sank, and after a long silence, Ye Qinghe still couldn't hold back , Comforting in a low voice: "Hanshu, it's okay, I don't hurt."

"Don't talk." On a rare occasion, Han Shu directly interrupted Ye Qinghe's words, and said: "Who cares if you suffer from such a disaster?"

Ye Qinghe immediately shut up and stopped talking.

With his back to Hanshu, he couldn't see the pain in Hanshu's eyes.

Most of Ye Qinghe's back were small wounds, but there was a relatively large wound in the middle part, which ran across the entire back. In the deepest part, it seemed that dense bones could be seen inside. Only Ye Qinghe was not an ordinary person, so he could carry such a wound. The wound moves around.

When he saw the wound, the heartache in Hanshu's eyes intensified, his fingertips dipped in ointment, and lightly touched the edge of the wound.

When he heard Ye Qinghe groan because of his touch, his hands became lighter.

"Apply the medicine, rest for half an hour and you'll be fine." Hanshu quickly helped Ye Qinghe finish applying the medicine, he stood up, and wanted to put away those bottles and cans, but after a second thought, he suddenly changed Thinking, said: "Leave these medicines with you first. If it hurts or the wound is open, apply it yourself. I have something to do, so I will go first."

Ye Qinghe was injured physically, and in his heart he was actually dependent on Hanshu, but thinking that all of this was done by himself, he didn't have the face to ask Hanshu to stay with him. Hearing what Hanshu said, just be obedient Nodding his head, he said, "Okay, let's go."

Hearing Ye Qinghe agree so readily, a trace of sadness flashed in Hanshu's eyes, but he turned and left without saying anything.

After Hanshu left, Ye Qinghe let out a long sigh, held the small porcelain bottle left by Hanshu in his hand, and played with it carefully.

Those vases touched by Hanshu seem to still have Hanshu's breath, which is cold, like the feeling of Hanshu's fingertips touching his back.

Thinking of this, Ye Qinghe couldn't help but want to look back, but how can a person see his back, turned his head halfway, and gave up in a funny way.

Han Shu said to rest for half an hour. In fact, Ye Qinghe only sat for less than a quarter of an hour, and felt that the wound on his back had healed. He put on his clothes, walked to the window and looked outside, and found that the The sky is already dark.

There is no sunset or sunrise in the heavens, but because many people in the heavenly palace ascended from the earth, they are used to the day and night changes in the lower realms, and they are not used to coming to the heavens, and the Jade Emperor also felt that there is a need for a night. To measure the passage of time, so 200 years ago, after discussion, the immortals in Tiangong collectively agreed to let Asgard have a dark night.

Over the past 200 years, the immortals in the Tiangong also got used to working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

Well, not everyone dies at sunset, either.

Ye Qinghe felt bored thinking about it, closed the window, climbed into his bed and went to sleep.

Misfortune has been made, it's useless to think about it, he has to go to the practice class tomorrow, but he has gone out of Hanshu Xianjun's mansion, he must not embarrass Hanshu, he must take a good rest.

Ye Qinghe has a flamboyant personality but is straightforward, and rarely keeps anything in his heart. He planned to go to sleep, but he fell asleep very quickly, but he didn't know the other direction in the Hanshu Immortal Palace, and some people had difficulty falling asleep.

Because the study room was already on fire, Han Shu had no place to daze, so he had to move the place of daze to his bedroom.

And in front of him, there is a picture scroll, which is the one that Ye Qinghe restored before.

It's just that when it was about to be completed, the spiritual energy in Ye Qinghe's body rioted, and the line of small characters at the corner of the scroll was not completely repaired, and there were traces of being blackened by the flames, which could not be seen clearly.

Seeing the black marks being taken out, Hanshu's eyes were filled with emotions, and his eyes were unfathomable. After a long silence, Hanshu sighed and said in a low voice: "Probably God's will..."

Then put the scrolls away and put them in a brocade box, and let Xiantong stay for safekeeping.

Then he lay down on the bed too, ready to sleep.

It is said to be sleeping, but in fact it is to be in a daze with eyes closed. In the past 500 years, the most common thing Hanshu has done is to be in a daze.

But this time, it was a little different. He was in a daze, but his eyes suddenly went dark. When he opened his eyes again, he was no longer in his bedroom, but was standing outside a window.

The window looked very familiar, Han Shu carefully identified it, and found that it was actually the window of Ye Qinghe's room.

How is this going?

He frowned slightly, and without thinking carefully, stepped forward and pushed the window open, and the next second, Han Shu was completely stunned.

Ye Qinghe's window is facing his bed. Originally, the bed in Ye Qinghe's room was an ordinary stone bed, but now it has turned into a Babu bed. The bed is surrounded by curtains, and the lights are faint In the place, there seemed to be two figures overlapped inside, making small groans.

Even if Hanshu was innocent by nature, he would not fail to understand what the two people on the bed were doing. His face turned red immediately, and he took two steps back, but suddenly his calf hit something, his body lost his balance, and he fell backward suddenly !

At this time, he couldn't control his body and fell down!

I thought it would hurt from the fall, but I didn't expect that his fall actually landed on the soft bedding, and I didn't know when his body sank, as if someone was pressing on him.

At first the man's face was blurred and he could not see clearly, but when he stretched out his hand to remove the skirt of his body, the man's face was gradually revealed.

Hanshu exclaimed in astonishment: "Qinghe?!"