Abandoned Immortals

Another morning, the sun shines on the window lattice, and scattered dust floats in the space illuminated by the sun.The house is very quiet, except for one or two crisp and sweet birdsong from outside the window occasionally.

Yu Lian woke up heartily, her slender eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and then slowly opened them.

She stood up, looked sleepily at the shadow of the small tree in the yard, guessed that half of the hour had passed.

It's rare to have a good night's sleep, and wake up with healthy muscles and bones.Just as she was about to get out of bed and get dressed, she suddenly paused when she lifted the quilt, and noticed something strange.

The bedding was stained with some strange smell, like the smell of wet sweat that she smelled on her body when she was awake after each bout of poisonous hair.

This involuntarily reminded her of last night, as if she was half asleep and half awake, the devil's poison broke out again.

And... she seems to have seen the master.

But the obscene clothes and trousers are all worn on the body, and there is no trace of joy or love left on the skin.

She frowned and sniffed around. Except for the clean and fresh fragrance of grass and trees coming in from the window, there was no other person's breath in the room.

Even if something really happened last night, after so long, the elegant and fragrant fragrance belonging to Que Qingyun has long since dissipated.

Even though her memory and five senses told her that the person she dreamed of day and night did come last night, but all the signs were denying her judgment, making her not sure whether that scene was really a dream of love, The mirror is gone without a trace.

Yu Lian sat by the bed for a while, unable to think about the result, but remembered what Que Qingyun said to her yesterday.

——If you still think of Master as a master, come to Yuqing Residence.

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The wing room where Yu Lianxin lived was actually not far from Yuqingju, but he was hesitating along the way, and it took half an hour to arrive outside the gate of Yuqingju.

The sun is sunny today, the sky is clear and cloudless, and the vision is very clear.

Standing on the hillside outside Yuqing Residence, one could see Que Qingyun, dressed in white, sitting by the window in the southeast corner of the second-floor pavilion not far away, reading a book.

The breeze blew her hair on the sideburns, entangled two strands to cover the writing on the book, she naturally raised her hand, and used her little finger to push the black hair away, and put it behind her ear.

Looking at it from a distance, I felt that the man's demeanor was quietly drawn into the painting. Suddenly, a jade-white bird flew past the low window, and the sound of flapping wings alarmed the girl by the window. He actually looked at the place where Yu Lian was hiding.

The birds soared away, and the short mountains in the distance were bathed in the sun, and as far as the eye could see, they were lush.

She still had no expression on her face, but her eyes were not as cold as before. She silently looked at the scattered small green pines on the gentle slope, wondering what she was thinking.

Suddenly, a slender jade arm stretched out from behind her shoulder, and snatched the book in her hand in an instant, and Yu Lian's heart-warming laughter sounded like silver bells: "Master, can you be distracted?"

She casually flipped through the sword scripture that Que Qingyun had read earlier, and asked with a half-smile, "What's in that grove?"

Que Qingyun didn't answer, still staring out the window, ignoring Yu Lianxin.

With dark eyes, Yu Lian threw the sword scriptures back on the table and approached from the side, with her left hand on the back of the chair and her right hand on the table, she asked tirelessly, "Master, why didn't you go to Guanshan Tower today?"

Only then did Que Qingyun glance at her lightly, but still did not speak.

"Master, you are just now, but are you looking for disciples?" Yu Lian's heart is like a ostentatious oriole, chirping non-stop, circling Que Qingyun fearlessly, asking questions with obvious answers one after another, like the previous conflicts All grievances and grievances no longer exist.

"Master asked the disciple to come to Yuqing residence, but he ignored him." She curled her lips and said aggrievedly, but on the surface she looked indifferent, even bold, and stretched out her hand to fiddle with Que Qingyun. hair on the temples.

Just when a gust of wind poured in from outside the window, the black hair beside Que Qingyun's ear was blown up again.

Before Yu Lianxin's fingertips touched her ear, she suddenly slapped Yu Lianxin's hand away, and said coldly, "What do you want to do?"

With pale fingertips hanging in mid-air, Yu Lian's eyes darkened slightly, but her smile remained undiminished, and she answered irrelevant questions: "The disciple dreamed about the master last night, the master didn't just touch the disciple's ears, but now he asks the disciple Touch it, won't you?"

"No." Que Qingyun's expression remained calm, and his voice was cold as he replied, "What does your dream have to do with being a teacher?"

Not annoyed, Yu Lian moved closer, and asked in a low voice, "Master doesn't let the disciple get close, is it because he is afraid that the disciple will have evil thoughts in his heart, or..." She dragged her voice deliberately, and asked with a smile, "Worried that the disciple will find out?" Clue?"

Que Qingyun squinted at her, and suddenly smiled: "Master, I'm worried about what you found?"

The two looked at each other a few feet away, and there was no flaw in each other's faces.

Yu Lian's heart sank into those cold eyes, and after a short period of contemplation, she raised her eyebrows and smiled: "It's nothing."

The beautiful breeze stirred up the undulating skirt, and she stepped back from Que Qingyun's side, bowing her head and kneeling calmly: "This disciple thinks that Master's teaching is very wrong, so I hereby apologize to Master, and hope that Master will ignore the past and allow Disciples continue to accompany you around."

Que Qingyun didn't answer immediately, she let Yu Lian knelt down on the ground with her cold eyes hiding an indiscernible deepness.

Yu Lian's attitude changed so quickly that she had to arouse suspicion.

After a while, Que Qingyun nodded: "It is very rare for you to change your ways and return to righteousness, but I still have a word to warn you as a teacher."

"Master, please make it clear that the disciples will listen carefully."

Before she finished speaking, a gust of cold wind hit her face, choking her breath, and suddenly her hairs stood on end.

Que Qingyun curled up two fingers and firmly grasped her throat.

The plain white clothes fluttered, and the cold man's nose was less than a foot away from her. He said to her with a cold face: "At any time, you can't let go of your guard against anyone."

Yu Lian heartily saw Que Qingyun's crow-like long eyelashes half-covering her pupils, against the sunlight outside the window, a soft shadow was cast on Que Qingyun's face.

Her outstanding temperament sets her off further and further, and those already dim eyes are even more unpredictable.

Yu Lian was forced to raise her head, and stared into her eyes foolishly.

But she heard the master continue to say in her ear: "Including me."

·

Yuxi left the pavilion heartily and went to the yard to choose a room she liked.

She has long sleeves like clouds, and walks briskly, in the bright sunlight, like a butterfly fluttering around, every step is filled with inner joy.

Que Qingyun was still leaning against the window, slowly flipping through the pages of the book, raising her slender eyelashes from time to time to glance at the fiery red butterfly in the yard.

As the breeze blew, it lifted the light and thin hair on the side of her ear, and the hair fluttered, revealing a small piece of jade-white skin behind the ear.

On the supposedly flawless skin, there were two clear scratches visible to the naked eye.

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Cervical back arch, plus my aunt's visit, I've been in a bit of a slump for the past two days, writing is difficult, I need to adjust it, I will try to keep it updated, love you guys

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In addition, the scratch marks on the back of the master's ears, do you think the little disciples saw them? 2333

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