Canghuan Seven Palaces

Words, in his life, he had no self in his previous life, so he didn’t need to mention it; in this life, he has relatives and lovers, but he seems to have never made friends on purpose...

"Like relatives?" Si Cangqing asked again, just like Wuxin and Luhuan, not relatives, but like relatives?

"Almost," Qiu Pingtian smiled softly, feeling a little distressed. This person doesn't even understand his friends, so he asked, "Your Highness, what do you think?"

Feeling strange, Si Cangqing thought for a while, then closed his eyes again, and said, "It's up to you."

With a silent smile, Qiu Pingtian supported the bed board with his arms and his chin, staring at Si Cangqing's indifferent face, his expression became softer, "Your Highness, since we are friends, may I call you Brother Qing?"

Si Cangqing's answer was still casual, "It's up to you."

For him, it's just a title.

Hearing this, Qiu Pingtian smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed, deliberately making fun of him, "Of course, I hope Brother Qing can call me Brother Tian."

Si Cangqing remained silent, without any reaction.

In this mountain mud house, the lights in the pine oil bowl are like beans, swaying and dancing with the occasional night wind blowing in.

Two people, one half lying on the old plank bed, the other sitting cross-legged on a low stool, the room was quiet but not oppressive.

The smile on his face faded, Qiu Pingtian looked serious, his eyes fixed on Si Cangqing, his eyes were deep, he seemed to be studying this person, and he seemed to be absent-minded, but he heard him whisper something, as if asking and talking to himself , "Why did Brother Qing fall in love with the Crown Princess?"

It is clear that Si Cangqing is an indifferent person, why can he always care about that person unconsciously and naturally in every word and deed; it is obvious that that person is just an ordinary person, with an ordinary appearance and an ordinary personality, so ordinary. Like a drop of water in the vast ocean, but it alone attracts the supreme person in the world!

"Like Lan?"

Suddenly hearing the cold voice, Qiu Pingtian was slightly surprised, and Si Cangqing was looking at him thoughtfully.Qiu Pingtian smiled slightly, "Don't tell me your Highness doesn't like the Crown Princess?"

Si Cangqing was silent for a while, his eyes were half covered with eyelashes, and the flickering lights reflected on his face, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

"Ah."

Qiu Pingtian heard Si Cangqing's soft reply. The affirmative "hmm" was not an answer to his own question, but an admission that he really liked Feng Lan, right?

The curiosity in his heart was mobilized, and Qiu Pingtian asked inquiringly: "What do you like about the princess?"

What do you like about Lan?Si Cangqing's eyes showed confusion. He just followed his heart and wanted to be with Lan, so he married him. He never pursued such questions as liking.

He said, "Lan's eyes are very clear."

As if answering Qiu Pingtian's question, but also as if he was just talking to himself, Si Cangqing's expression revealed a touch of tenderness, and he added, "I don't want to see his tears."

Whether Feng Lan's eyes are clear or not, I have no way of knowing. Qiu Pingtian just looked at Si Cangqing who was cold and tender. This is not the supreme prince who is decisive, decisive and ruthless as people have seen. This is just an ignorant However, the love matter is bare-revealing the sincere and sincere lover.

Smiling softly, Qiu Pingtian muttered to himself, "If only one person treats me like this, what more can I ask for?"

Even if it is, the female subdues, I am afraid that she is willing.

In the flashy world, it is the hardest thing to find. A person's sincerity, which is so frank and clean but deep, is irresistible.

Si Cangqing is a sinking poppy.

Qiu Pingtian looked away, lay down silently, and said nothing.

◇Cang ◇ Huan ◇ Seven ◇ Palace ◇

In the early morning, Si Cangqing went to Sanligang alone, and because Qiu Pingtian injured his foot, he asked Feng Xiang to stay and take care of him.

Alone, Si Cangqing quickly climbed to the so-called Sanligang, which was just a very ordinary place with lush thatch and towering pines and cypresses.

After looking at it for a while, Si Cangqing slightly raised his eyebrows.No wonder the villagers here have never been able to find the residence of the "immortal", and it is also no wonder that the old lady exaggeratedly said that "the immortal descended from the sky".

Here, the little-known wooden formation was set up. Si Cangqing walked into the formation and slowly scanned the surroundings.Back then, the God of Medicine had some friendship with Penglai Pavilion, so he must have learned this wooden array from Penglai Pavilion, right?

As the seventeenth generation head of the Penglai Pavilion, it is no problem to decipher these formations.

Not a moment later, Si Cangqing found a way out, and calmly broke through the wooden formation.

A small voice broke through the air, Si Cangqing spun his body quickly, his footsteps were on the branches and leaves, and he noticed with concentration that there were more than a dozen masters hidden here, and the aura of these people was somewhat familiar...

Shadow guard.

Without time to get to the bottom of it, those men in black attacked Si Cangqing without saying a word.Si Cangqing was also relentless, and freely carried the Liuhua sword, and the sword energy burst out fiercely, attacking the besieging men in black and those people hiding in the dark.

With Si Cangqing's martial arts, it's not a difficult task.

Those men in black, every move is fatal.

Si Cangqing was also unceremonious, bursting out with strong true energy, turned around and knocked down everyone's weapons, none of them could hold back, and all vomited blood.

Looking at these men in black coldly, Si Cangqing's eyes darkened, and she was about to raise her hand...

"don't want……"

An extremely ear-piercing sound came from behind, like a wagon wheel slipping, creaking and rubbing, with a bit of brokenness and hoarseness, this sound pierced into the ears, making people feel uncomfortable like a cat scratching.Si Cangqing turned around indifferently and looked...

Snow lotus alone.

This thought flashed across, and Si Cangqing looked at the visitor silently: Although he is a man, he is so beautiful.

The beautiful man in front of him has a sickly pale face, heaving chest, and unsteady breathing, which shows that he just rushed here; the brows are lightly frowned, and there is a hint of vicissitudes; beautiful In the sparkling waves of his eyes, there was an anxious color flashing.

But listen, he spoke eagerly, with unsteady breathing, "Hero, let them go. You, you are looking for me..."

Those men in black struggled to get up, moved in front of Si Cangqing, blocked him, and said one by one: "Young Master, hurry up, I will protect you to the death..."

"Why," the beautiful man murmured with a touch of sadness in his eyes, "there are not many people who have died in these years..."

Then he looked seriously at Si Cangqing, who was expressionless, and said, "Hero, what you want is my life, and has nothing to do with others; you are merciful, don't hurt their lives..."

While speaking, the man's expression returned to calm, a kind of relief.

Si Cangqing remained silent, and quickly figured out that someone should have been chasing and killing the "eldest young master", and now these shadow guards and that person regard him as a killer.

"Shadow Two," said the man in black who spoke before, "You take the young master away!"

"I won't go," the man smiled faintly at Si Cangqing, "The knights spare them, I'll let you handle it!"

Seeing this group of people chatting endlessly, Si Cangqing felt a little impatient, and said in a cold voice: "I'm here to find the successor of the God of Medicine." Looking at the young master, "Is it you?"

It's almost noon, and if we don't go down the mountain, there may be heavy rain and flash floods in the afternoon.

Everyone was stunned, and the man in black said incredulously, "Are you looking for a doctor?" Could it be a simple person who can decipher that complicated wooden array?

"You..." The eldest young master hesitated for a while, then suddenly realized something, and suddenly stopped talking.

Si Cangqing glanced at the crowd indifferently, "I'm not interested in your lives, I'm here today just to ask the successor of the medical god to abide by the agreement."

Agreement?The eldest young master looked puzzled and looked at Si Cangqing puzzled, but stopped talking.

With a wave of his hand, Si Cangqing swept away the trembling people standing in front of him, and walked up to the man, "The God of Medicine relieved my father from the Juexin Gu. He left for some reason, and promised to return."

Hearing this, the man had a dazed expression, probably knowing the agreement, his lips parted and pursed again.

"You are not a dumb person, so you can talk when you have something to say." Si Cangqing said indifferently, probably knowing why the villagers said that this man never spoke, it must be because of his harsh and harsh voice.However, since he is not dumb, why bother to keep silent.

"presumptuous……"

"Ying," the man suddenly interrupted the man in black, and smiled softly, "Young master is right, but you have to be patient." After a pause, he said: "Master did say before he was alive, Still owed a life. It was only later..."

Without going any further, the man changed the subject, "So it's Young Master's father, so I will go with Young Master. Back then, Master had found a way to eradicate Jue Xin Gu, but he didn't have time to keep the appointment."

"But, Xia Shi, can I wait and see the injuries for them first?"

Si Cangqing nodded and waited aside.

"Young Master, don't..." The man in black disapproved and dissuaded him, "If someone finds out about your whereabouts..."

"Ying, it's okay." The man interrupted Ying's words lightly, "The doctor's first priority is saving lives, and this is also the master's will."

Seeing that the other party was about to speak, he said firmly, "Stop talking, I've already made up my mind."

Don't worry about the misty and rainy season

"God, are you leaving?"

At the old woman's house where Si Cangqing was staying, many villagers gathered inside and outside, all staring at that beautiful man reluctantly.

Seeing him, he smiled slightly, opened and closed his lips twice, and finally said: "I am not a god, but a doctor. I have thanked the villagers for taking care of me these years."

The rough and piercing voice, like a rotten wooden door, creaked when it was blown by the wind, with unclear noises - everyone froze for a moment, and a few recovered quickly, Some people could not help frowning, the villagers