lord and beauty

The rain was getting finer and finer, and the biting cold wind blew by, and it rained heavily in an instant.

Tan Qiu didn't take an umbrella, and walked through another atrium to reach the Wanqiu Pavilion. Tan Qiu felt restless, so he simply slowed down his pace and walked through the corridor, stepping into the atrium in the rain.

Raindrops slid down his forehead, covering his sight, and only the crackling sound of the rain hitting the garden leaves could be heard in his ears. There was no one around, as if he was the only one walking in the world.

The woman's words kept circling in his mind.

He subconsciously didn't intend to believe that woman, after all, he was also sent out from Shi's house by them at the beginning, and now seeing that he could stay in Jiang's house, he started to make up his mind again.

The woman didn't hide her purpose at all. The Shi family was just a little-known small business in Sifang City. After so many years of operation, it failed to rank among the top. sent over.

The clothes on his body were wet and sticking to him, Tan Qiu's hands and feet were cold, his vision had already been covered by the heavy rain, and at this moment he was only relying on his memory to head towards the Banqiu Pavilion.

He certainly would not cooperate with that woman, but her last words made Tan Qiu hesitate.

The woman in white at the dinner party didn't look like a demon who had killed anyone, let alone any alien features, she looked like an ordinary Han woman.

Could it be that woman lied to him on purpose.

Tan Qiu couldn't come up with a result, and at the moment he was very entangled, trying to retrieve his memory, at least to know who he was and where he came from.

But on the other hand, he resisted thinking about everything in the past.

What's more, the woman's words almost confirmed Tan Qiu's conjecture.

It was bought from Huajie Liuxiang, and then given to others as a gift.

"Mother--"

There was a hint of joy in the delicate voice, as if seeing one's beloved toy, the voice pierced through the rain curtain and came from the courtyard, accompanied by a few shrill dog barks from time to time.

Tan Qiu looked up, and saw Jiang Beimu in the corridor not far away, dressed in black, with a tall and straight figure, holding a baby in his arms, looking at Tan Qiu from a distance.

The baby was very excited when he saw Tan Qiu, and was about to get down with his hands and feet. The white dog beside Jiang Beimu's feet sensed the little master's excitement. Although he didn't know why, he also barked excitedly in circles.

"Zhenger."

Tan Qiu responded, quickly raised his hand to wipe the water marks on his face, turned around and walked into the corridor, leaving a string of water stains everywhere he passed, and the winter clothes were bitingly cold and heavy after being wet by the water Very, and sticking to the skin, Tan Qiu's whole body was as cold as if he had been fished out of a hole in the ice.

The baby reached out to Tan Qiu to hug him, but Tan Qiu just raised his hand, but suddenly stopped in place.

Jiang Beimu frowned slightly, holding the baby in his arms with his strong arms like iron hoops, and had no intention of giving it to Tan Qiu.

A pair of pupils are deep without any emotion.

Tan Qiu knew that Jiang Beimu was angry.

"I..." Tan Qiu was a little embarrassed, and repeated several times, only hesitating to say a word, and then he didn't know what to say.

"Why is it raining?"

Jiang Beimu took a deep breath and asked in a calm voice.

The baby in his arms sensed the atmosphere between the two, his excited little face gradually calmed down, and his grape-like eyes kept going back and forth between Jiang Beimu and Tan Qiu.

When Jiang Beimu was angry, he never reprimanded loudly or burst into anger, he only asked questions in such a calm voice, but it was like the approaching black cloud on the eve of a storm.

The crushing man couldn't breathe.

"I didn't bring an umbrella." Tan Qiu didn't dare to look directly at Jiang Beimu, but looked sideways at the raindrops falling like pearls on the veranda eaves.

"I asked why you got caught in the rain."

Jiang Beimu didn't listen to Tan Qiu's words, and just repeated the question just now in such a bland manner.

Tan Qiu clenched her lower lip tightly, but there was no trace of blood. Water stains quickly gathered under her feet, and the tail of her hair was still dripping with rain. At this moment, Tan Qiu's face was pale, and she didn't know whether it was from the cold or what.

"I'm not feeling well."

Tan Qiu finally gave in and replied in a hoarse voice.

"father……"

The baby's thin voice sounded between Tan Qiu and Jiang Beimu, the voice was full of caution, "Don't scold mother."

Tan Qiu's heart warmed slightly, and the depression that was oppressing him just now dissipated a little, no matter what, at least the baby still kissed him.

Perhaps Jiang Beimu was too serious at the moment, making the baby mistakenly think that he was going to blame Tan Qiu.

Tan Qiu wanted to say something to calm the baby down first, but before he could speak, he saw Jiang Beimu raised his hand and gently pressed the top of the baby's head, and said in a low voice, "Don't scold."

The baby quietly stretched out his hands to grab Jiang Beimu's shoulders, his small eyes were slightly red, and he looked at Tan Qiu aggrievedly.

"Go and change your clothes first." Jiang Beimu didn't mention it again, turned around and walked towards Banqiu Pavilion with the baby in his arms. Tan Qiu looked at his back and hesitated a little. Jiang Beimu walked to the corner without hearing the sound of footsteps behind him , Fu stopped again, turned his head and said: "What are you doing standing there? Don't catch the cold."

"Back to Qiuge."

After Jiang Beimu said this, he turned and left.

Tan Qiu sighed, and then dragged his wet and cold body to follow Jiang Beimu's pace step by step. He knew that Jiang Beimu was very angry now, otherwise he wouldn't have such a stiff tone to suppress his anger.

Tan Qiu sadly went back to the Wanqiu Pavilion, and as soon as the door was closed, Jiang Beimu came in from the side room alone.

A charcoal brazier was set up in the Wanqiu Pavilion to keep out the cold air outside. Jiang Beimu took off his outer shirt and stood inside the room wearing only a black martial robe.

Tan Qiu was a little embarrassed, and stood there looking at Jiang Beimu for a moment, neither of them said anything, until the cold wind outside the house passed through the window frame, making a whining sound, soaking in through the crack of the window, freezing Tan Qiu all over. shake.

"The dry clothes are in there, go change them first, and throw the changed ones there, and let someone take them to wash later."

Jiang Beimu was the first to break the silence and talk to Qiudao.

Tan Qiu responded, walked behind the screen, and took off the wet clothes one by one, exposing his naked and cold skin, with no trace of blood on his body, but a touch of paleness.

Tan Qiu slowly changed his clothes, and a chill suddenly appeared on his body, which instantly made him shiver.

Tan Qiu's feet seemed to be frozen by ice, and he could hardly feel the existence of his feet when walking. Tan Qiu exhaled, the corners of his lips trembled, and holding his breath, he stretched out his hand to move the screen away.

As soon as the screen was moved away, Jiang Beimu took the quilt and wrapped Tan Qiu in it. The soft quilt instantly wrapped Tan Qiu from his neck to his feet. Before Tan Qiu could say anything , the whole person was suddenly picked up by Jiang Beimu like a burrito, and put on the bed.

Tan Qiu was taken aback, and when she realized it, she was already tightly wrapped in the quilt and lying on the bed.

Without saying a word, Jiang Beimu moved the charcoal brazier under the window to the bedside, and sat down by himself, holding the long tongs in his hand, and moved the charcoal brazier a few times, so that the heat would spread to the bed .

The warmth gradually spread throughout Tan Qiu's body like sparks. Jiang Beimu sat on the edge of the bed, leaning back on the bedpost, his eyes fell on the charcoal basin, and his handsome and well-defined profile was fumigated with a touch of blush. .

"What did she tell you?" Jiang Beimu's eyes fell on the flickering sparks.

Tan Qiu hesitated, and told Jiang Beimu all about the conversation he had with the woman in the pavilion, but deliberately omitted some words when talking about the Yanliu Pavilion.

Jiang Beimu remained silent for a long time after hearing this.Tan Qiu's fingertips lightly stroked the bed sheet and made a rustling sound, feeling extremely cramped.

"She didn't tell you the truth." Jiang Beimu heard and asserted, "What she told you may be half true or false."

"That's it..." Tan Qiu murmured, not knowing whether it was happiness or other emotions.

"But she's right about one thing."

"what?"

"You can rely on me and let me do things for you."

Jiang Beimu's voice was deep and mellow, the daylight in the house was dark, the wind and rain were blowing outside, the brazier was burning and there was a slight crackling sound, Jiang Beimu was sitting next to Tan Qiu, just for a moment, these words were spoken, Jiang Beimu was looking at Tan Qiu Coming, it was like the warm sun in the winter, instantly dispelling the coldness in his heart.

Tan Qiu only felt the tip of his nose and eye sockets sour, but at this moment he really believed Jiang Beimu's words.

"Master...why do you help me? Treat me so well."

"Why do you think I shouldn't be nice to you?" Jiang Beimu asked back.