The Yin-Yang Tunes of Transmigrating Books

The sky was slightly bright, and Chi Ling, who had always been a light sleeper, slowly woke up. The first moment she opened her eyes, Han Jing's peaceful sleeping face came into view.

Chi Ling turned her body slightly so that she could better observe Han Jing's sleeping appearance.

Han Jing seemed to be woken up by Chi Ling's actions, clicked her lips a few times, and opened her eyes impatiently.

Drowsy, innocent and misty, Han Jing didn't fully wake up until his eyes adapted to the light.

Like a guilty conscience, Chi Ling hastily closed her eyes, slowed her breathing, and pretended to be asleep to hide herself.

However, the next second she smiled again from the bottom of her heart, Xiao Jing is just an ignorant child now, so why should she be shy.

Chi Ling couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry, when something soft touched her cheek.I haven't had time to discern what it feels like, and that thing is fleeting like a superficial touch on water.

Unexpectedly, the heartbeat was out of rhythm, Chi Ling's breathing was a little short, her eyelids struggled a few times, and finally opened embarrassingly.

But I saw Han Jing smiling like a kitten stealing fish, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Seeing such a triumphant Han Jing, Chi Ling's heart suddenly surged with excitement, and she tried her best to restrain her so that she didn't ask the phrase "Did you think of me?"

Han Jing's soft hair touched her snow-white skin, and the corners of Chi Ling's eyes softened, "Okay, don't stay in bed. It's time for us to get up."

The most important thing now is to get Xiao Jing back to normal, and to figure out what is going on with her cold illness.

"As far as the medicinal materials you just mentioned are rare treasures in the world, it is true that they have nourishing effects on people, but the medicinal soup made from taking them for a long time may not only nourish your body, but also nourish your body. It will bring a certain load to your body. Because if ordinary cultivators overuse these heavenly spirits and earthly treasures, they will be overwhelmed, and their aura will burst to death, but your situation is not like this at all."

After hearing about her symptoms last night from Chi Ling, Liu Feng asked her adoptive father how many herbs she usually cooked, and concluded from this that there must be something different about Chi Ling from ordinary people.

"Chi Ling, stretch out your wrist and let me observe your pulse."

According to Chi Ling's words, she rolled up her long sleeves, revealing a small half of her snow-colored wrist, and Liu Feng placed two fingers on Chi Ling's pulse lightly.

Han Jing on the side saw that Chi Ling's wrist was held by the guy who had been hurting her, and she bared her teeth at Liu Feng angrily.

If it wasn't for her hand being firmly held by Chi Ling, Han Jing would have rushed over and bit Liu Feng with bruises all over her body.

"The pulse is steady and strong, and it doesn't appear that you experienced such bone-chilling cold last night. It's really strange." Liu Feng withdrew his fingers, frowning in confusion.

"If you don't believe it, then let it go." Chi Ling put down her rolled up sleeves, turned around and rubbed Han Jing's cheek, not caring whether Liu Feng believed her words or not.

And Han Jing on the side was unlucky, his pretty little face was wrinkled together by Chi Ling, but he was powerless to struggle, so he could only pouted his little mouth and looked at her pitifully.

"Chi Ling, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that your veins are so strange that I have to double check." Liu Feng hurriedly explained, frowning even tighter.Being misunderstood by someone you like is really more painful than stabbing yourself in the heart with a knife.

"Your symptoms occur every full moon, and you have stayed here for no less than three months since you went up the mountain, and you have never had an attack before." Liu Feng lowered his head and pondered, even Chi Ling beside him couldn't help being confused stand up.

That's right, since she went up the mountain, she didn't feel the bone-chilling cold on the night of the full moon, so she didn't take it to heart for a while, but the cold happened again last night.

As soon as Han Jing saw Chi Ling frowning, she didn't even bother with the hand that was rubbing her face, and rubbed Chi Ling's hand with some concern.

Chi Ling was startled by Han Jing's sudden movement, and a thought flashed through her mind.

"Could it be Xiao Jing..."

"Miss Xiaojing's blood..."

Chi Ling and Liu Feng whispered at the same time almost without thinking.

"That's right! It must be because of Miss Xiaojing. She has a body of pure yang, and the blood flowing in her body is naturally the most yang thing that is hard to find in the world. And Chi Ling, you have always been troubled by cold symptoms. Tonifying yin is the solution."

The more Liu Feng talked, the more excited he became, and his eyes became brighter when he looked at Han Jing, as if Han Jing was the pie that fell from the sky, and it was easy to get.

Han Jing felt uncomfortable being stared at by Liu Feng's fiery eyes, shrank her body and kept hiding behind Chi Ling, trying to hide herself.

"No! I can never let Xiao Jing get hurt for me again." Chi Ling rejected Liu Feng's suggestion without hesitation, took a step forward, and protected Han Jing behind her back.

"...Then Chi Ling, don't you..." Liu Feng poured cold water on Chi Ling's resolute attitude, and looked at her in disbelief.

"I will never hurt Xiao Jing for my own sake. Xiao Jing is a very important person to me." Chi Ling turned around and held Han Jing's trembling hand, staring at Han Jing's eyes word by word and said .

Han Jing didn't know if she understood, but she seemed to follow suit and nodded, and the hands held in the palms of Chi Ling no longer trembled.

"Then, at this moment, only by finding your adoptive father can I prescribe the right medicine to cure your cold syndrome." Liu Feng swept away his depression, as long as he found that prescription, he didn't have to worry about Chi Ling's cold syndrome. It relapsed again.

"It's the only way to do it now." Hearing this, Chi Ling unconsciously tightened her grip on Han Jing's hand, and her brows frowned even deeper.

Han Jing was slightly wrinkled by Chi Ling's painful grip, but he didn't cry out.On the other hand, Chi Ling felt that her emotions had been leaked just now, and seeing Han Jing's distressed appearance, she immediately thought of her previous mistakes.

"You idiot, do you break away without understanding the pain?" Chi Ling let go of her palm, and pressed Han Jing's right hand to her face, but she used the free hand to kiss Han Jing's cheek affectionately. nose.

Liu Feng said that the two of them were too inconsiderate of the occasion when they became intimate. He is a good young man who looks at two women all day long, and he will die of anger one day, not to mention that there is one of the two who is the one he likes. .

So Liu Feng, who knew he was bored, quietly retreated out consciously, not disturbing the two-person world of the couple inside.

"Xiao Jing, senior sister will take you to see my adoptive father, is your master okay?" Chi Ling hesitated for a while and suddenly proposed, but her brows were tightly frowned, showing no sign of wanting to go back.

"Hmm..." Han Jing didn't answer, let alone nodded or shook his head, but obediently leaned over and shrank into Chi Ling's arms.

"I don't know how my adoptive father will deal with you and me this time when you and I go back." Chi Ling sighed softly, tightened her hug, feeling the fullness of Han Jing's soft body tightly pressed against her chest.

"No matter what, I will be with you." After saying the words like an oath, Chi Ling felt more at ease in her heart. She lowered her head and stared at Han Jing's familiar face, and moved closer. A light kiss fell.

No matter how thorny the road ahead is, at least for now you and I can still be with each other.