Blue Book for Zhiruo [Rebirth vs. Transmigration]

"Senior sister, I'm sorry..."

Zhou Zhiruo's own face still had two scratches and red marks, she looked like a pitiful little cat.If it wasn't for Song Qingshu's quick rescue when she was in a car accident, her face would not only be blushed, but also disfigured.

"It's my fault." Su Mengqing's head was still dizzy, she took a deep breath, trying to wake herself up.Her previous hunch was indeed correct, she couldn't let the younger junior sister, who doesn't know how to drive, touch the reins, no matter how smart the younger junior sister is usually.The most amazing thing is that Song Qingshu and Wu Tian didn't see how the little junior sister got into a car accident, they drove the carriage well, and the car overturned without a word.

"I'm sorry," Zhou Zhiruo apologized in a low voice, anxiously waiting for the result of Song Qingshu's diagnosis to Ding Minjun.

She didn't know what was going on, but when she saw the two horses walking too close together, she worried that they would stumble with their left foot and bump the carriage with their right foot, so she pulled the rein and tried to drive the stallion on the left a little bit away. Who knows if she hit a sensitive point of the stallion, it suddenly neighed with excitement, and then the whole carriage shook.

"It's okay, let her fall asleep, it can reduce the suffering of the cold poison attack." Song Qingshu withdrew his hand to feel the pulse.Ding Minjun was knocked unconscious by accident, but instead complied with Song Qingshu, so that she would not take Zhou Zhiruo's sight on the road.To deal with people like Ding Minjun, there is no need to spend time on your own, as there are a thousand and one ways to make her life worse than death.

Song Qingshu's words relieved Zhou Zhiruo's guilt.It was true that she was planning to take revenge on Ding Minjun, but the car accident just now was really not within the scope of revenge.I originally thought that Ding Minjun would have a good meal, drink and rest at night when he was resting, so as to recover his strength so that he could continue to go back to Mount Emei...

"But Senior Sister Ding didn't even take a good sip of water." Zhou Zhiruo looked at Ding Minjun's dry lips, then at the empty water bag that had been spilled all over the floor, and ran to Song Qingshu's carriage to get it Come back with a new bag of water and hold her head up to give her some water.Others looked at her as if she cared about Ding Minjun, but in fact Zhou Zhiruo was very innocent, she just didn't want Ding Minjun to die.

I have to say that a man who likes to abuse his body is really a little different from a woman who likes to abuse his heart.

"I'll do it." Su Mengqing finally recovered after resting for a while.Seeing Zhou Zhiruo's unskilled water feeding movements, cautious and slow, it made people feel anxious and distressed, so he reached out to take the water bag in her hand to feed Ding Minjun instead.

"Zhiruo, come here." Song Qingshu didn't leave Zhou Zhiruo idle, after helping Ding Minjun diagnose, he pulled Zhou Zhiruo to his side and carefully inspected her wounds that were not healed.

Then for some reason, she silently led Zhou Zhiruo to another carriage.

"Didn't you apply any medicine in the morning?" Because the ointment for removing scars and promoting muscle growth had a medicinal scent, Song Qingshu could not help but frowned when he smelled that the medicinal scent on her body was weaker than yesterday's. radian.

"Forgot..." Zhou Zhiruo suddenly felt that something was going to go wrong.

Usually it was Su Mengqing who painted the wound on her back. In the morning, she was busy putting Ding Minjun into the carriage, so she didn't have time to apply the medicine. She thought it would be fine if she wiped it off for a day, so it would be big and melted. Who knew Song Qingshu's nose So smart, just by smelling the intensity of the scent of the medicine, you can tell that she is lazy and didn't apply the medicine.

"Oops," at the same time, Wu Tian, ​​the beggar gang boy outside the carriage, said in secret, and then quickly got off the carriage with the excuse of Xiaojie and rolled away.

It's just that he was unlucky, and he is still very winky, if he doesn't get away, he will be blinded by the intimacy of the two people like in the morning, and then he will be punished miserably by the master.

Song Qingshu took out another bottle of ointment from the hidden compartment in the carriage, then raised his eyes to look at Zhou Zhiruo, the look in his eyes was self-evident.

"Brother Qingshu, I'll do it myself..." If Zhou Zhiruo didn't understand what he was doing, he would have lived so many years in vain.

Song Qingshu just looked at her unmoved.

"I can reach it myself." Because the joints are flexible enough, it is easy for Zhou Zhiruo to touch the wound on her back. She was just lazy this morning. Who knew Song Qingshu would be so strict... She is usually favored by Song Qingshu Zhou Zhiruo, who was used to it, immediately tightened her tail, not daring to take a breath.

"It's just a matter of reach or not?" Song Qingshu's thick black eyes fixed on Zhou Zhiruo's flickering eyes.

"It's because I don't cherish myself. From now on, I will apply the medicine on time every day. If I can't find my senior sister, I will ask someone to help me apply it..." As a last resort, Zhou Zhiruo had to take the initiative to admit her mistakes to class teacher Song like a primary school student.

"Looking for someone?" The ending sound rose slightly.

"I'm looking for you." Zhou Zhiruo broke down in tears, she didn't look for anyone, only the head office of her future husband... This is a pervert with such a possessive desire.

With a deep awareness, Zhou Zhiruo drooped her head and turned her back to Song Qingshu, and then took the initiative to take off her coat to reveal the wound on her back under the socket of the shoulder blade.The exposed skin seemed to be able to feel Song Qingshu's gaze on it, and just when Zhou Zhiruo was so uncomfortable that she couldn't help it, she couldn't help shivering slightly at the light touch of cold ointment sticking to her back.

Fortunately, Song Qingshu really only applied the medicine to her, and it took less than 5 seconds to finish the medicine.

Zhou Zhiruo, who was nervous for a while, hurriedly pulled up her clothes, and then quickly got off the carriage.

However, when she crawled past Song Qingshu, Song Qingshu stretched out his arms to wrap around her waist, making her fall directly into his arms by surprise, and a superficial kiss greeted her.

"Very good." After the kiss, Song Qingshu let her go to get off the carriage. Zhou Zhiruo, whose cheeks were blushing, could only stare blankly and hide in the carriage with her palms desperately fanning the wind with her palms, trying in vain to cool down the temperature of her cheeks. As for the joke about being seen.

Also, thinking that something was going to happen just now, the more Zhou Zhiruo thought about it, the hotter her cheeks became.

Such a big movement reminded Zhou Zhiruo of the palpitating memories of being pressed and kissed by Song Qingshu on the city wall, who knew that it was thunder and rain, and she let go of her with a light kiss.

Really... How can she get out? Others can tell that something is going on when they see it.

Zhou Zhiruo continued to fan the wind, but before Zhou Zhiruo could cool down from blushing, Song Qingshu and the others outside had already rectified the carriage and started on the road again.

Wu Tian switched to the carriage of Su Mengqing and Ding Minjun, and he drove the carriage, while Su Mengqing stayed in the carriage to take care of Ding Minjun.Naturally, Zhou Zhiruo and Song Qingshu were alone in another carriage.

By the time Zhou Zhiruo realized this, she had already been brought to the front of the carriage by Song Qingshu and sat together.

How could Su Mengqing not see Song Qingshu's actions.

Su Mengqing covered her mouth and snickered for a while, she couldn't help feeling that the little junior sister was lucky to meet someone who could hold her in the palm of her hand like this.

Looking at it like that, I'm afraid I have liked my junior sister for a long time.When Junior Sister was naive and ignorant, she had been silently waiting for her to grow up, and thanks to his company, she was able to save herself from danger this time. Otherwise, she would really be sorry for Junior Sister.

The smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared, Su Mengqing looked down at Ding Minjun, and couldn't help but sighed deeply.

This time, no matter whether she reported her actions along the way to Master truthfully or concealed it, Ding Minjun would... Sigh.

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Two days later, they finally rushed back to Mount Emei.

Along the way, the cold poison on Ding Minjun's body broke out several times. When he reached the foot of the mountain, Ding Minjun was so painful that he lost his mind, wailing incoherently, 'help' and 'please kill her'.

They had no choice but to touch her sleeping point, and then carried her back to Mount Emei.

"Master!" The person arrived before the sound came.

Zhou Zhiruo was good at lightness, so she rushed up the mountain first to find Miejue Shitai.

However, when she rushed into the hall, she found that Miejue Shitai was having a good conversation with a middle-aged man with a beard and a formal suit.

A cursory glance revealed that he looked familiar.

If you take a closer look, it's really very familiar.

It turned out to be Song Yuanqiao, Song Qingshu's own father whom he hadn't seen for nearly three years!

Zhou Zhiruo turned her head to look at Song Yuanqiao in disbelief, and almost yelled.

"Zhiruo, why are you so unruly? When you heard that your Wudang master is coming, you can't wait to run back?" Miejue Shitai reprimanded Zhou Zhiruo for his recklessness, but there was no trace of sullenness in her eyes.

"Uncle Song." Changing her words quickly, Zhou Zhiruo first saluted Song Yuanqiao respectfully. After all, he used to be her acting master. Even if she transferred to Emei School, she would still respect Song Yuanqiao in her heart.

"Master, Uncle Song. Did Brother Qingshu pass the letter to you Feige? Senior Sister Ding has been hit by the Divine Palm of Xuanming, and she is about to die." Then she rushed to find her parents.

"What's going on! Why did you get poisoned by the Xuanming God's Palm?" Miejue Shitai slapped the chair and was shocked without any preparation.

"We fought hand-to-hand with Tartars in Chan City. When we met the Princess Tartars, she had several masters by her side, including the Second Elder Xuanming. My senior sister was wounded by them, and she was about to die." Panting, Zhou Zhiruo told the story When the ins and outs were briefly explained to Miejue Shitai and Song Yuanqiao, Song Qingshu and others had already brought Ding Minjun up the mountain.

Juejueshi hurried over, took the unconscious Ding Minjun from Song Qingshu's hands, grabbed her wrist, and felt startled by her messy pulse.

"Father." Song Qingshu also saw his father.

Song Yuanqiao waved his hand, listening to the continued reports of several juniors, his subordinates had already taken over the position of Mrs Miejue, and personally confirmed Ding Minjun's condition.

"It is indeed the cold poison of the Xuanming God's Palm." Because Zhang Wuji had received the Xuanming God's Palm before, Song Yuanqiao was no stranger to this cold poison. After careful diagnosis, he knew that Ding Minjun's injury was very difficult.

"Because Miss Ding was in unbearable pain, I was afraid that she would not be able to bear it, so I ordered her sleeping point." Song Qingshu explained to Mrs. Miejue.

"I have a heart." Master Miejue thanked Song Qingshu too much, without further hesitation even though he frowned, and pointed out that Yun Gong tapped the acupuncture points on Ding Minjun's body a few times to untie her sleeping acupuncture points.

Before going up the mountain, Ding Minjun couldn't stand the repeated attack of cold poison, and he was able to rest by relying on Song Qingshu to forcefully touch her sleeping acupoints. Now Miejue Shitai has untied the acupoints on her body. With the awakening of consciousness, Ding Minjun's body was suppressed The cold poison in his body also boiled more violently.

A small moan escaped from his trembling lips, and Ding Minjun, who was dying of pain, instinctively grabbed anyone he could hold and begged bitterly:

"Save me, save me..."