The Demon Lord's Beginning Be Manual

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It took a total of more than ten days from the time Jiang Shuyu was injured and bedridden to the time when she paid her respects and went back to Songming City.

After waking up that day, Xie Yang completely forgot what happened the day before. He only knew that Jiang Shuyu had made a new rule - all non-essential drinking should be thrown into the Freezing Spring.

"Hey," Xie Yang couldn't help but flinch when thinking of the icy cold river water, "Did he really say that?"

Jiang Miaomiao said: "Then there is still a fake? You don't even know what you did. You got drunk and beat someone with a white jade plate, a red jade pot, two celadon cups and a Xihe bowl. If you didn't know all of them You are a disciple of Master Jiang Immortal, and I can't afford to sell you!"

Xie Yang: "Is it that exaggerated?"

He paused, and carefully stabilized the tray in his hand - there was a bowl of porridge with longan and red dates on it, which he specially made in the back kitchen to replenish Jiang Shuyu's blood.

"How not."

Xie Yang: "Then I didn't do anything else stupid, did I?"

"How do I know? That alone is stupid enough." Jiang Miaomiao saw Huangfu Chenghuang standing on the other side of the corridor waving at him when he pushed open the door, and put the teapot in Xie Yang's hands. said on the tray, "You go first, I'll be back in a while."

Xie Yang followed his gaze and happened to meet Huangfu Zhou Zheng's gaze, so he smiled knowingly, nodded at her and pushed the door open.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he was so angry that Jiang Shuyu got out of bed with only his shirt on.

"What are you doing!" Xie Yang said, "Still wiping the sword, is the sword more important than the body!"

Jiang Shuyu said aggrievedly: "It was splashed with something..."

Putting the tray on the table with a "bang", Xie Yang pulled out the robe Jiang Yingyue sent from the corner of the bed and threw it to him, then strode over to the bed and closed the window: "Winter is coming soon. Well, it’s been cloudy all day recently, you are an injured person, but you are not afraid of getting sick, and Miaomiao and I are still afraid of you being infected!"

Jiang Shuyu wanted to say that it was better than staying forever, but seeing Xie Yang's face was impatient, he moved his mouth, but he didn't say anything. He honestly put his clothes on his body and replied, "Oh."

"He's such an old man, he doesn't even know how to take care of himself." Xie Yang looked more and more angry, walked over and took away the sword, and replaced it with the bowl of hot porridge, "I'll wipe it for you, and you eat."

After speaking, he picked up the handkerchief with the other hand and ignored him.

I didn't feel it until the hot porridge was in the hands, the slightly hot porcelain was pressed against the flesh, and the air-conditioning was stimulated and escaped from the body. Jiang Shuyu didn't feel the cold. Floating in the porridge are a few dried jujubes that look like red fat people, which are quite cute.

Xie Yang wiped the sword with his back to him, and didn't look this way, Jiang Shuyu picked it up carefully and smelled it, then took another sip - it's not sweet, but delicious, warm...

After a while, Xie Yang breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and saw that the bowl on the table had bottomed out, and asked, "How is it, is it good?"

Jiang Shuyu: "Well, it's delicious."

Xie Yang laughed triumphantly: "You still know how to eat, and I will make it for you often in the future!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was taken aback for a moment, but seeing Jiang Shuyu's normal expression, sitting upright and answering "um", he probably didn't take it to heart.

"Look," Xie Yang handed him the sword, "It's not clean, I've been pressing the gap between the patterns for a long time."

Jiang Shuyu took it but didn't look at it, Guijian disappeared quietly after sheathing it, and he brought up the unresolved matter again: "Ah Yang, let's go back to Songming?"

In the aisle on the second floor of Huangliang Pavilion, Xiaoxiao kept talking about what he had seen and heard recently. He told a story over and over several times. Jiang Miaomiao unexpectedly did not feel irritable. Zhou Zheng's gaze.

Jiang Miaomiao: "What's wrong?"

Huangfu Zhouzheng: "I thought you didn't like us."

Judging from his performance in the past few times, it seems that this is the case.

Jiang Miaomiao blushed and said, "Well... that was before..."

Huangfu Zhou Zhengdao: "It's only half a month, how come it's the past?"

"It was before," Jiang Miaomiao said stubbornly, "We children always count in this way, a day is a year, and a year is a lifetime!"

Sometimes it may not be the case at first glance, after some contact you can come to a conclusion, like Xiaoxiao is not a little girl spoiled by his arrogant and domineering father, Huangfu Zhouzheng has never laughed at his cinnabar like others mole……

Even though Jiang Shuyu was there, it would show in his eyes even if others didn't say it.

Thinking about it, Jiang Miaomiao touched the center of her eyebrows with her hand, and said slowly, "Actually, I didn't come here just to laugh."

He spoke very quietly, but Huangfu Zhouzheng still heard it.

"Could it be for me too?" Huangfu Zhou Zheng pointed to himself and said with a smile.

Jiang Miaomiao nodded, and looked at Huangfu Zhou Zheng seriously.

"How about..." He was a little embarrassed, "Come to Changliu Mountain."

Huangfu Zhou Zheng was startled: "Why?"

Laughing and entertaining myself

Jiang Miaomiao held back for a long time before saying, "You seem to be unhappy,"

Although he is young, his heart is sensitive.

"My junior brother said that mortals are only a hundred years old, and they have to work hard for themselves in a limited number of days. If you are not happy, leave. The world is big, and there are many places to have fun."

She is obviously a genius in medicine cultivation, but she is not taken seriously by her own father. She is more like a servant of Huangfu Hou. Everything is centered on him, humbled to the ground...

"Do you think I'm too talkative?" Jiang Miaomiao scratched his head seeing that Huangfu Zhou Zheng didn't respond, "I just... forget it, I won't talk anymore."

"No."

After a moment of silence, Huangfu Zhouzheng patted his head: "Your junior brother is right, it's just that since I was young, I never thought that people can live for themselves, how to live, this question is too difficult for me, you Let me think about it..."

At this time, Xiaoxiao suddenly ran over and shouted softly: "My father is back!"

Startled, Jiang Miaomiao looked down and saw Huangfu Hou was stepping into the pavilion, followed by several attendants carrying medicinal herbs.

He hurriedly said: "If you think about it, come here, my father is very good!"

Then quickly fled the scene.

It wasn't that he was afraid, the two of them saw a fight, but it was different now, firstly, Jiang Shuyu was injured and he didn't want to cause trouble for him, and secondly, no matter how bad Huangfuhou was, he was also Xiaoxiao's father, so it was better to avoid it , which is good for both parties.

"Be careful!"

When Jiang Miaomiao squeezed into the crowd and disappeared, Huangfu Zhou Zheng looked again at the vast sea and sky outside the window, and said with a smile: "Let's go, go back."

"I am back!"

"Ouch!"

As soon as the door was pushed open, the person who was blocking the door with his arms outstretched was suddenly bumped into a big bump on the back of his head.

Xie Yang covered his head and was about to scold, but when he saw Jiang Miaomiao coming, he changed his face in a second: "Yo, brother is back, what did you do just now?"

Obviously teasing him.

Jiang Miaomiao didn't change her face: "I'm like my junior brother, and I've gone out to educate the world... Is your head okay?"

Xie Yang: "It's fine. I didn't expect you to have such lofty ambitions, a child can be taught."

"No. [-] in the world." Jiang Miaomiao walked away from him, only to see Jiang Shuyu standing behind with her luggage, with a helpless expression on her face.

"This is..." Do you want that again?

Xie Yang sighed, and nodded: "Don't tell others, educate your father first, and he is rushing back to Songming City, if you can't do it, let's tie him up together..."

Jiang Shuyu: "..."

"Father..." Jiang Miaomiao called out tentatively.

Jiang Shuyu: "It's not good to delay for too long."

Jiang Miaomiao: "Then choose a date?"

"Choosing a day is worse than hitting the sun."