Taibai into the moon

"Hiss...you, are you awake?" Huairou knew that it was Yun Qichen who did it, so she woke up twice but didn't get up.

This person is too tight.

Yun Qichen forcefully put Huairou down on the bed with his waist, and smiled on top of him.

Huairou had a blank mind on the bed before she realized: "You... did you do it on purpose?"

Yun Qichen squeezed Huairou's hand, said with a smirk, "Like it? Now you don't have to listen to those useless things."

Huairou closed her eyes, calmed her breath, and said through gritted teeth, "Get off me!"

"Don't be so fierce, Master Immortal."

"roll!"

Huairou's palm was full of strength, and he missed it with one palm.

"Don't, I wake up..."

"Um... is the landlord in there?" A middle-aged man's voice came from outside, it was the doctor Huairou had just invited.

Upon hearing this, Yun Qichen took Huairou's waist and brought him back: "Ah Rou, it's all up to you to deal with it now."

After he finished speaking, he blinked and closed his eyes directly.

Huairou got up from him, wishing to give him two punches.

Before he could adjust his clothes, Xie Yi's voice came from outside.

"Master! What's wrong with Uncle Yun?" Xie Yi trotted all the way, still trembling.

This boy Xie Yi opened the door in a panic, and rushed in by himself, followed by the doctor.

"Master, I heard that Uncle Yun fainted?"

Xie Yi leaned over to look at Yun Qichen who was lying on the bed, and anxiously looked at Huairou.

Huairou looked at Xie Yi's anxious look, and didn't know what to say, and finally said: "It's him who is going to faint, it has nothing to do with me..."

"Ah?" Xie Yi was at a loss after hearing Huairou's words.

Yun Qichen almost couldn't hold back any longer, and thought that it was his own fault for letting him lie, and it was hard for him.

Xie Yi quickly grabbed the doctor over, Yun Qichen felt a few rough fingertips attached to his wrist, scratching him itchy.

Not as soft as Ah Rou's fingers, not as hot as Ah Rou's fingers, not as comfortable as Ah Rou's grip.Yun Qichen himself compared the doctor with Huairou here.

"Ah... this young master..." The doctor withdrew his hand and didn't know what to say, because no matter how he felt the pulse, it was normal.

"Is he alright?" Huairou asked.

"Oh, why are you all right? I fainted. Doctor, do you think my Uncle Yun has some incurable disease?"

Xie Yi was so anxious that Uncle Yun fell ill just after returning home, so anxious he kept running here.

Yun Qichen: Fuck you!

"Yi'er..."

Huairou didn't know how to start.

"Doctor, tell me, no matter what the disease is, young master, I will never give up even if I go bankrupt!"

"This kid... okay, I read that right." Yun Qichen closed his eyes and said in his heart.

The doctor looked at Xie Yi and felt troubled, mainly because he didn't know.

Huairou glared at Yun Qichen who was on the bed, walked up to the doctor and said: "To tell you the truth, I can feel the pulse and he is really not seriously ill."

"This..." The doctor looked at Huairou suspiciously.

"Maybe it's because he was too tired on the road, he hasn't slept for a month." Huairou opened his eyes and said nonsense.

He hadn't lied a few times, and this time in front of his apprentice, Huairou was almost speechless.

Xie Yi:?

After sending the doctor away, Huairou found a reason to dismiss Xie Yi, and then coughed lightly.

"Okay, stop pretending."

Yun Qichen opened his eyes on the bed, turned his face, and looked at Huairou with a smile in his eyes: "I didn't expect you to be so red when you lied."

Huairou was burned in the face by what he said, and turned around without looking at him: "It's not you, why pretend to be dead?"

Yun Qichen got up from the bed, holding He Guangtongchen in front of him: "Arou, you just... worried about me?"

Huairou turned away from looking at him.

Yun Qichen laughed unkindly.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, happy."

Yun Qichen laughed enough, said: "A Rou, what time is it, are you hungry?"

Huairou raised her eyelids: "Are you hungry?"

Yun Qichen looked at Huairou incredulously.

Xiao Yin and Xie Chuxuan talked about Tianye Gate, only then did they know that the person who went there was Huairou, the son of Qingfeng Louzhu, his son Xie Yi.

Song Ling and Xiao Yin were arranged in the east courtyard, Xiao Yin returned to the courtyard and found Song Ling sitting on the dressing table, in front of him was the rouge and gouache bought yesterday.

"elder brother."

Song Ling saw Xiao Yin coming in, and immediately got up and walked towards him: "Can you see the young master?"

Xiao Yin shook his head and said: "He came late, he went to accompany Mrs. Xie first, I haven't had time to see you brother yet."

Song Ling sat back disappointed after listening.

Seeing Song Ling's disappointed expression, Xiao Yin sighed and said, "Niaomingjian is from an aristocratic family, and is also a well-known sect in the Jianghu. If you want to come to tutor, it is also very strict. After all, you will not be a playboy."

Xiao Yin patted his sister on the shoulder and told her not to be afraid.

"If you really have no intentions for him, he won't force you." Xiao Yin patted Song Ling's head distressedly.

"Ling'er, you're too bored in the room by yourself, go out for a walk."

Xiao Yin never forgot his mission, since the Master Qingfeng went to Fengyuan Tianye Gate, Xiao Yin still went to Qingfenglou as soon as possible.

After Xiao Yin left, Song Ling wringed out the silk handkerchief in her hands, and couldn't help thinking that maybe she would see the young master tonight or tomorrow, if she didn't like him, he would instead like herself. What can I do...

Song Ling is not a narcissistic person, but she knows that her appearance is not ordinary. In the past, the aunts in Mingyue Tower always praised her as beautiful as a flower, and she was the best face. When did she feel that this appearance turned out to be a disaster? .

When Song Ling thought about meeting the young master, she had to find a way to make him feel affection for her... her heart felt sore a thousand times.

Song Ling wiped her tears from her face in the mirror, got up and left the room.

Master asked him to practice lightness kung fu.

Xie Yi practiced back and forth twenty times in the back mountain.

"Strange, obviously the lightness kung fu is already very good, although I can't catch up with the master..." Xie Yi didn't know why the master asked him to practice the lightness kung fu again, but he couldn't wrestle anymore.

Xie Yi jumped down from the tree, tilted his head and saw a woman in the garden, Xie Yi thought it was the maid of the sect.

Xie Yi rubbed his chin, thinking that the young master hasn't been home for a long time, maybe all the girls have forgotten me.

Xie Yi wanted to tease him, so he jumped up to the top of the tree, and leaped onto the gazebo with light work. From a distance, this girl seemed to be pretty.

Xie Yi smiled and stepped down from the gazebo. There were not many flowers blooming in the winter garden, but Xie Yi picked a plum blossom from the only white plum tree in the back mountain and held it in his hand.

Song Ling came out of the east courtyard, intending to relax, but unexpectedly walked into the garden, there are countless paths in the garden, Song Ling no longer knew which path she took the previous step.

"Girl!" Xie Yi suddenly called out from behind.

Song Ling was startled, is there a man here?

Song Ling turned her head almost subconsciously,

Today Song Ling changed out of the water-blue wide-sleeved long dress, wearing a peach red dress, and a short jacket embroidered with gold thread on the upper body. Gentle and atmospheric, just like the winding spring water in Jiangning Zhenze.

Xie Yi took a closer look at the face of the person who turned around, and he almost fell to the ground without being surprised.

Song Ling was frozen for a moment, and stared blankly at Xie Yi falling from the sky.

Xie Yi changed out of the black clothes when he got home, and put on the clothes he usually wears at home, besides, Jiang Ning is much warmer than Feng Yuan, so he doesn't need to wear so thick at all.

Xie Yi wore a blue outer shirt, and his waist was no longer the tight belt, but a thin finger-thick belt made of gold thread, with a wreath on it.In his hand is not the long sword he was holding before, but a white plum.Unlike that day when he was very mature in black with a saber, today's Xie Yi is more youthful, and Song Ling's delicate face makes Song Ling blush slightly.

Xie Yi didn't expect that he actually regarded the decent girl as his own girl.I only hate that my girls are all wearing light pink short jackets, and Song Ling is also wearing short jackets today.

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