The county horse is a medicine jar

The bright and pure white moonlight intertwined with the dim yellow flickering firelight, in Lin Sishen's eyes, reflected Shen Qinghou's beautiful and somewhat unreal face, slightly curved thin lips, sly eyes, and slightly lazy posture.

Even though he knew that Li Luo and Meng Yange were hiding not far away, Lin Sishen's heartbeat still couldn't be controlled.

The dangerous and charming woman in front of her made her feel jealous, but at the same time, she couldn't help but want to get closer and explore her real side under the veil of mystery.

Shen Qinghou raised her head slightly, her clear eyes were filled with hazy and moist mist, she asked jokingly: "Why don't you tell me, what should I punish you for?"

The ending sound is softly chanted and rising, and there is a trace of laziness and tenderness in the coldness.

Lin Sishen's eyes shifted subconsciously in a trance, and fell on her slender and fair swan neck, the graceful and smooth arc descending, vaguely outlining the attractive collarbone at the edge of the collar.

With just one glance, Lin Sishen was awakened by the thunderous heartbeat in her ears. She turned her head quickly, not daring to take another look at Shen Qinghou, and said in a low voice, "Sishen offended the princess, what does the princess want to punish?" , Sishen never complained."

Today's Shen Qinghou made Lin Sishen feel a little different from the usual ones. There was a faint charm in his words and deeds, like a cat's tail sneaking across people's hearts. It's addictive.

Shen Qinghou narrowed his eyes and smiled, turned his head slightly and glanced behind him quickly from the corner of his eyes, then said leisurely with a flick of his sleeves: "In that case, then I will punish you to serve me for a day."

She bit the word serve very lightly, as if she was whispering to Lin Sishen.

"Huh?" Lin Sishen raised her head and looked at Shen Qinghou in surprise, her pale lips trembled slightly, as if she suddenly thought of something, her fair ears turned red instantly.

How dare she agree to such a thing, she immediately tightened her nerves, and refused in a panic: "This... we are in Xichen Temple, under the eyes of the Buddha, so I'm afraid it's a bit... ..”

Shen Qinghou was surprised when he heard the words, his eyes turned lightly on Lin Sishen's face, and then he frowned and said angrily: "I will let you serve me like Lan Qing for a day, serving tea, pouring water, dressing and changing clothes, What dirty little thoughts are you thinking?"

Lin Sishen's face, which was flushed by the flames, was so red that it was about to bleed. She was too angry, annoyed, and embarrassed.

Obviously it was Shen Qingwan's tone and demeanor just now, and the word "serve" that made her think about it, but now it looks like Lin Sishen is full of wild thoughts.

She cast a faint glance at Shen Qinghou, only to feel that Shen Qinghou must have deliberately teased her just now, and couldn't help but dissatisfied: "The princess clearly didn't make it clear on purpose."

What's more, Li Luo and Meng Yange heard her say that, wouldn't it make her lose face.

Shen Qinghou Shi Shiran stood up, looked at Lin Sishen's teasing eyes, and sighed softly, "Grandmother asked you to come to Xichen Temple to fast and meditate, but she didn't want you to still think about such things."

Lin Sishen blushed and lowered her head in annoyance, she knew that if she just opened her mouth to refute, Shen Qinghou would definitely misinterpret her meaning, but luckily she didn't give Shen Qinghou a chance, so she didn't even say a word.

Shen Qinghou really disgraced her in front of Li Luo today. Her guilty demeanor just now may only be misunderstood. I don't know that the two people who were hiding just heard the conversation between her and Shen Qinghou. What would you think.

Sure enough, after hearing the conversation between Shen Qingwan and Lin Sishen just now, Meng Yange turned his head to look at Li Luo, and continued to sneer without fear of death: "Mr. Lin and the princess are so affectionate, Miss Li probably has no chance .”

Li Luo's face was covered with frost, and he only stared at Meng Yange coldly, slightly raised his hand holding the long sword, and the sharp tip of the sword resting on Meng Yange's neck trembled, scratching across Meng Yange's fair skin. A tiny wound was opened, and the fine blood droplets oozing from the wound gathered at the tip of the sword one after another, condensing into a red bean-sized drop of water.

She didn't say a word, but threatened Meng Yange with practical actions.

Meng Yange met her cold eyes, although he was a little annoyed, but in his heart he was still afraid that this woman would really kill him with a sword, so he pursed his lips and kept silent, while the hand hanging by his side tightly clenched his fist .

Lin Sishen who was outside didn't know that they were fighting each other again. After being teased by Shen Qinghou, she stood up and planned to leave: "Princess, can you rest now?"

Shen Qinghou nodded, she seemed to be in a good mood, with a slight smile on her lips all the time: "It is indeed time to go back, lest Lan Qingmo Zhu worry."

Lin Sishen took the lead, and limped towards the direction Shen Qinghou came from, "Then let's go."

Shen Qinghou followed behind her with his arms behind his back, seeing how difficult it was for her to limp, he chuckled lightly and jokingly said, "If you walk back like this, it might be dawn when you get to Xichen Temple."

Lin Sishen didn't turn his head, and said sullenly: "If the princess thinks I'm walking slowly, you can go first and show me a way."

Her tone was low, as if she was angry, Shen Qinghou couldn't help chuckling, she followed behind Lin Sishen calmly with her hands behind her back: "Young Master Lin, are you angry?"

There are weeds and branches everywhere in the deep forest, and there is no decent path at all. Lin Sishen dragged his legs, raised his hand and broke off the branches on both sides, and cleared an unobstructed path in front of Shen Qinghou. He still didn't forget to say in a soft voice: "How dare Sishen be angry with the princess."

After she finished speaking, she hissed softly. The thorns on the branch that had just been broken pierced her finger, and a bloodstain appeared on her fingertips. She frowned and shook her hand, then continued walking forward indifferently. .

Shen Qinghou didn't speak, but stopped behind Lin Sishen, and stopped in place. Lin Sishen soon realized that the people behind her hadn't followed, she covered her punctured hand, and turned around to look.

However, she saw Shen Qinghou standing not far behind her, she had already stopped in her steps, her dark and deep eyes were fixed on her.

Lin Sishen was startled, and asked with some doubts, "Why didn't the Princess leave?"

Shen Qinghou raised her hand, her white fingertips exuded a warm luster under the bright moonlight, she lightly hooked her fingertips, and said in a flat tone: "Come here."

Although he didn't know why, Lin Sishen still walked forward obediently, stood in front of her, and looked at Shen Qingwan blankly.

Shen Qinghou opened his lips concisely and spat out three words: "Hold me."

Lin Sishen looked at her motionless, and after a long while, he pointed to himself and asked softly, "The Princess wants Qinggong to take me back?"

After she finished speaking, she waved her hand again, and said helplessly: "It's fine if the princess is alone, but if you bring me such a burden, I'm afraid you won't be able to go very far."

"Crap."

Shen Qinghou frowned, and after uttering two words impatiently, she unexpectedly raised her hand to wrap around Lin Sishen's waist, and before Lin Sishen could react, with a light tap of her toes, she flew up with Lin Sishen.

Lin Sishen was still a little scrupulous at first, but as Shen Qinghou leaped up and down, in order to prevent herself from accidentally falling, she could only turn around and wrap her arms around Shen Qinghou's slender waist, half shrinking into her arms.

This feeling was a bit indescribably embarrassing, Lin Sishen buried his head, only showing a pair of dark eyes, pursed his lips and said nothing.

The wind whistling beside her ear, Shen Qinghou lightly tapped her toes on a branch, and with the help of her strength, she stepped lightly and swayed a dozen feet away. She looked ahead, with a slight smile on her cold and fair face. , she glanced at the tightened Lin Sishen in her arms, and jokingly asked, "Didn't you still look reluctant just now?"

Lin Sishen couldn't help but rolled his eyes, loosened his arms around Shen Qinghou's waist, and reminded: "The Princess should concentrate, and be careful not to fall."

The body fell rapidly, and Lin Sishen hurriedly hugged Shen Qinghou tightly again. She thought that Shen Qinghou was teasing herself again, but she heard Shen Qinghou whisper softly in her ear: "Be careful."

But soon, she noticed something strange. The bushes on a hillside beside them were shaking violently, as if something was chasing the two of them.

Lin Sishen looked up, and happened to see a huge eye-catching white-fronted tiger jumping out of a clump of weeds at the side. It jumped into the air, let out a low growl, and bit Lin Sishen.

If Shen Qinghou was alone, she would naturally be able to easily avoid the killing of this fierce tiger, but she still carried the burden of Lin Sishen.

Lin Sishen's dagger was just out of its sheath, but she immediately pushed Lin Sishen away with a flick of her sleeve. At the same time, the two silver needles in her sleeve shot out quickly, aiming at the tiger's eyes with precision.

The sharp silver needles shot into the tiger's eyes, and the tiger's eyes were in severe pain. It struggled and roared and swung its sharp tiger claws forward. Shen Qingwan had no time to retreat, and his arm was almost scratched by the tiger's claws. Deep bone scars immediately appeared on the arm.

Lin Sishen was thrown to the ground and her eyes turned black. She gritted her teeth to resist the pain, and looked up, only to see a huge white tiger falling from the sky and falling in front of her eyes, screaming and struggling for a long time. This is completely dead.

Shen Qinghou's silver needle not only blinded its eyes, but also pierced into its brain, and it was bound to die.

Lin Sishen didn't have time to show joy, but she saw Shen Qinghou walking over with her arms covered, her face was pale and her brows were tightly frowned, a fine layer of cold sweat was already covering her fair forehead, and on her covered arms, The blood gushing out frantically soaked through his sleeves in an instant, and the blood beads were as sticky as a bead curtain, continuously falling to the ground, and gathered into a large piece of shocking blood in a short while.

Lin Sishen hurriedly stood up and walked half-hopped to Shen Qinghou's side, looking at the blood gushing from her fingers on her arm, she felt as if her heart had been pricked by something, her nose was sore from the pain, she stared straight at Looking at Shen Qinghou's arm, he said in a trembling voice, "Are you injured?"

Shen Qinghou looked at the white tiger not far away, with a condensed expression on her pale face. Even though her hand was so seriously injured, she didn't show any pain.After only glancing at the white tiger, she turned her eyes to Lin Sishen, and said lightly, "Fortunately, no bone was hurt."