The Yin-Yang Tunes of Transmigrating Books

The moonlight tonight is infinitely beautiful, and a bright moon hangs high in the endless night sky.

Just like the full moon that Chi Ling saw during those days on the mountain, only the white jade plate can compare with it in my impression.

This was the first full moon day that she and Han Jing spent at the foot of the mountain.

Full moon, reunion, maybe it is a good sign.Chi Ling looked up at Yuanyue, and tightly held Han Jing's hand.

"Xiao Jing, let's go home." A smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and Chi Ling shook the hands they were holding.

Han Jing nodded obediently, and looked down at the two of them holding each other, joyfully shaking their hands.

In the middle of the night, the coldest time spreads wildly.

Chi Ling was so cold that she couldn't fall asleep anymore, curled up in the quilt and shivered all the time.A cold breath enveloped her whole body, and even her blood was about to freeze.

Han Jing, who was sleeping in the same bed with Chi Ling, was also woken up by the cold. She opened her eyes in a daze, and looked at Chi Ling who was only one finger away from her in confusion.

The cold came from Chi Ling who was in the same quilt. Han Jing, who was in a bewildering stage, shrank back, instinctively staying away from the source of the coldness.

The bed was just that big, and Han Jing was already sleeping on the edge of the bed, but kept moving to the side, and naturally fell asleep on the floor.

This fall woke up Han Jing completely. She rubbed her sore buttocks without tears, and looked at the distance between the ground and the bed in wonder, as if she was confused that she hadn't been sleeping all the time before. in bed?Why did it fall to the ground now.

Staring at the bed and the ground for a long time, Han Jing was still puzzled, and simply scratched his head and climbed onto the bed.

As soon as Han Jing climbed onto the bed, she was so cold that she jumped off the bed. She tilted her head to confirm again and again that this was her sleeping place, gritted her teeth and burrowed into the bed.

The cold breath from Chi Ling's body continuously passed through the quilt to Han Jing who shared the same bed, and Han Jing finally discovered Chi Ling's abnormality.

She first stretched out a finger and poked Chi Ling's trembling shoulder lightly, and Han Jing immediately retracted her finger after the cold touch.

"Hmm..." Seeing that Chi Ling was motionless, Han Jing even ignored her, and immediately lowered her head a little discouraged.

Han Jing's listless appearance made Chi Ling unbearable, and wanted to hold her in her arms to comfort her, but this was just thinking about it, after all, she was already clenching her teeth from the cold, and couldn't even speak exported.

The cold air wandered through her body, Chi Ling felt like she was in a world of ice and snow, where there was no warmth, only endless cold.

"You must complete this task before the full moon comes, and you are only allowed to succeed, not to fail." The man clearly had a beautiful face, but he said the opposite, cold words.

Chi Ling couldn't help but hear the words of her adoptive father Chongguang in her mind. Maybe she thought it was her adoptive father asking her to go early and return early to complete the task as soon as possible.

To this day, she can't help recalling that once she was scolded by her adoptive father because of something happened on the road and she came back a little late, but that night, her adoptive father personally cooked a bowl of nourishing rice for her Xiaojing asked Xiaojing to deliver the medicine to her.

Logically speaking, the adoptive father should punish her, so why bother decocting this bowl of medicine for her, and every time she drinks the medicine, Xiao Jing has to watch her drink it with her own eyes before going back to the business.

Is there something special about that medicine?

Han Jing took a deep breath on his frozen fingers, then carefully stretched out his fingers to poke Chi Ling's arm.

Although her body was frozen to the point of being completely unconscious, Chi Ling was inevitably awakened by Han Jing from a bunch of assumptions due to the perception ability of a cultivator.

Maybe Xiao Jing knows something?Chi Ling looked at Han Jing who was poking her persistently, and such an absurd idea couldn't be restrained in her mind.

Chi Ling suddenly remembered that when she first met Han Jing, Han Jing always looked at her with jealous and defensive eyes.But I don't know when it started, she seemed to be a different person, caring and caring for her, looking at her with a mixture of love and tenderness in her eyes.

Chi Ling is a person who is good at hiding her emotions in her heart. She knows that she cannot easily expose her fragility to outsiders, and even her adoptive father has never seen her frail side.

Later, Han Jing seemed to be able to see through her fragile heart under the cold mask. Even though she was blindly facing Han Jing coldly, she still stayed by her side, warming her cold palms with her warm hands. .

Every time she drank the medicinal soup her adoptive father cooked for herself, Han Jing always looked at her with complicated and incomprehensible eyes, with a hint of guilt mixed with helplessness.

What is she helpless, and why is she feeling guilty?Chi Ling had been curious about Han Jing more than once, because she found that she couldn't understand what the closest person besides the adoptive father was thinking all day long.

The palms were suddenly surrounded by warmth, Chi Ling looked at the clasped hands, and a warm current flowed from the bottom of her heart.

Even after losing her memory and becoming a medicine man, Xiao Jing's warmth was unreservedly transmitted to Chi Ling's heart.

Chi Ling hooked her fingers subconsciously, and it slid across Han Jing's palm like a feather, tickling slightly.

Feeling Chi Ling's response, Han Jing boldly moved closer, then took a deep breath as if she had made up her mind, and stretched out her hand to hug Chi Ling into her arms.

A warm and soft body was pressed against the cold back, and the trembling man's hot breath sprayed on his neck, and Chi Ling's cheeks turned red, and she didn't know whether it was from dryness or embarrassment.

With their bodies close to each other and their breathing intertwined, Chi Ling could only feel a stream of heat slowly climb up along the part where the skins of the two were in contact, converging into a small hot spring on the chest, and then dissipating automatically Go to the limbs and bones.

Finally, her body began to warm up slowly, Chi Ling stretched her brows and eyes, turned around gently and lay down in Han Jing's arms, facing her.

Seeing that Chi Ling turned around unexpectedly, Han Jing frowned slightly dissatisfied, as if she was blaming her for not huddling in her arms to keep warm as before, but instead moved around to dissipate the heat that had finally gathered. Get loose.

"It's not good to frown, little fool." Chi Ling raised her hand to caress Han Jing's slightly frowning eyebrows, and then scratched her pretty nose like a mischievous one, causing Han Jing to "wooooo" Call.

Chi Ling, who was amused by this protesting appearance, smiled, hooked Han Jing's neck with one hand, and whispered in her ear like an apology, "Okay, I know I was wrong. Xiao Jing, don't be angry, okay?"

"Hmm..." Han Jing looked up and down Chi Ling suspiciously, but saw that her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she couldn't seem to be serious at all, but she also felt that she couldn't speak, so she simply snorted angrily.

"Why, I'm not satisfied. Then I'll give you an apology." Chi Ling scratched Han Jing's nose again, straightened her shaking head with one hand, put it on Han Jing's cheek, and let it fall gently kissed.

Startled by this sudden kiss, Han Jing stared blankly at Chi Ling for a while, as if he had thought of some good idea, turned his face to one side to reveal the other half of his face, and leaned in front of Chi Ling to beg for the reward.

It's a pity that Chi Ling didn't place a light kiss on the other half of Han Jing's face for a long time. Han Jing got a little impatient, snorted and pouted dissatisfiedly.

"Still pouting?" Chi Ling glanced at the insatiable Han Jing rather dumbfoundedly, scolded her for being greedy, and finally lowered her head gently, ready to kiss Han Jing's other half of the face lightly.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Han Jing straightened his head, and Chi Ling's light kiss naturally landed on Han Jing's half-closed lips.