On how to turn a kind protagonist into a black lotus

In the early morning of the second day, the air was fresh, and the birds in the bamboo forest on the other side flapped their wings in groups and left to look for food.

Chu Qingming woke up early on purpose, poured water into the soaking zongzi and glutinous rice wooden basin, took out the fillings bought yesterday, and began to wrap them.

He has made zongzi many times, so he is skilled at making a four-cornered zongzi in just a few strokes.

He made two bags, and seeing Bai Zhaojun sitting across from him, he asked, "Do you want to try?"

"I can't pack well." Bai Zhaojun shook his head.

"It's okay, I'll teach you how to do it!" Chu Qingming handed the zong leaves to Bai Zhaojun, "Fill the rice first, don't fill it too full, and put the stuffing later..."

Bai Zhaojun's hands are naturally not stupid. Although the bag is not as clear and beautiful as it is, it is not ugly.

After wrapping one, he didn't wrap it anymore. The one he wrapped was sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing, so naturally Chu Qingming ate it.

Because there were only two people, Chu Qingming didn't buy many ingredients, and finally made six bags, which was enough for two people.

Cover the steamer and now it's delicious.

The kitchen has always been a decoration in this attic. Although it is clean, it is rarely touched by anyone.Although Bai Zhaojun can cook, he seldom sets foot in it. When learning cooking, he also goes to the big kitchen to learn from his apprentices who cook.

Now that Chu Qingming came, she finally got a little more angry.

"Look at the fire, I'll get something." Chu Qingming ordered, then left the kitchen and went up to the attic.

He took out the two five-color ropes in his pocket, touched them, and found that there was still a small paper bag, yes, it was the realgar powder from the shopkeeper yesterday, and he put it in his pocket when he took a shower.

It's useless, and the lake is so big, maybe there are water snakes or something... Thinking of this, Chu Qingming sprinkled some in all four corners of the room.

After finishing all this, he happily went back to the kitchen.

"What is this?" Bai Zhaojun couldn't help asking when he saw that he came back with two ropes in his hands.

"This is a five-color rope, to ward off evil spirits." Chu Qingming took out one, "Hold out your hand, and I'll put it on for you."

Bai Zhaojun frowned slightly, but he still didn't say anything, and let Chu Qingming put the five-color rope on his wrist.

The five-color rope is very simple, made of silk thread, and beads are dropped at the bottom, which can be adjusted in size.

"It looks good." Chu Qingming looked at his wrist, quite satisfied.

"Zongzi is ready." Bai Zhaojun withdrew his hand, looked at the steamer and said.

"It's finally ready to eat." Chu Qingming couldn't wait to reach out to grab a zongzi, and then felt hot. Fortunately, Bai Zhaojun brought a plate so that he didn't throw the zongzi directly on the ground.

"Why are you so reckless, be careful to burn your hands." Bai Zhaojun held his hand and looked at it. There was nothing wrong, except that the fingertips were a little red, which disappeared after a while.

"It smells so good!" Chu Qingming untied the wrapped silk thread and sniffed.

The zongzi is stuffed with sweet-scented osmanthus honey that Bai Zhaojun made. Now that the sweet-scented osmanthus honey has melted, it is mixed with glutinous rice, exuding a sweet fragrance.You can also see some dried osmanthus embedded in it, which is very attractive.

He tasted it and it was delicious, so he gave Bai Zhaojun another taste.

The two shared half of each person, and then finished eating those zongzi.

Because the water from the spiritual spring would make Chu Qingming appear, Bai Zhaojun brought another hot spring to bathe him.

As soon as Chu Qingming returned to the room, he found that the lights had been turned off, and Bai Zhaojun was lying on the bed, as if asleep.

Strange, why did the protagonist go to bed so early tonight!Although Chu Qingming was puzzled, he kept his movements light and didn't wake him up. He only guessed that he might be tired.

As the night was getting darker, Chu Qingming could only smell a strong fragrance in a daze, which penetrated into his nostrils forcefully and domineeringly.

He couldn't help leaning towards the source of the scent, and his whole head was almost buried in Bai Zhaojun's neck. He couldn't open his eyes, but he still muttered, "Bai Zhaojun, you smell so good..."

After speaking, he fell asleep.

Bai Zhaojun sat up suddenly, and immediately left the attic. The man in black was already waiting outside the bamboo forest.

When Changchou saw him coming out, he immediately sensed Bai Zhaojun's aura, and couldn't help being surprised, "You...how could you be contaminated with realgar?"