Miao Jiangke

Hengcheng is not as close as Jianzong, Qiu Yangui can be said to be unavoidable, a few days' journey is just a few years of suffering.

The feeling of the Gu worm wriggling in the palm of his hand was too subtle, the senses of the assassin's whole body were clamoring crazily, and the ability to sit still was all due to the tempering of the blood pavilion.

Qiu Yangui's whole body tensed up, for fear that these Gu worms would suddenly fail to obey his orders and sneak into his flesh and blood when he was not prepared.

For three whole days, he failed to see the mystery, and his fear of Gu worms gradually became numb.

Qiu Yangui is only curious now, where the young master usually hides them, and he takes care of the young master's daily life, but he can't see a name at all.

The assassin thought to himself.

But before he could think about it, there was noise all around him.

Qiu Yangui gently lifted the curtain a little bit.

The crowds were crowded, the whole town was blocked, and the express delivery of the carriage slowed down.

But that's right, tomorrow is Hengcheng's annual Lantern Festival, and many people come here especially to see the excitement.

Seeing so many people, it seems that Hengcheng is approaching.

Not long after, the noises beside him became more and more noisy, and the wind unintentionally lifted the corner of the curtain, and the word "Hengcheng" was written on the plaque in front of it.

All kinds of lanterns have been hung up, and the children running and laughing are holding a small lantern in their hands.

"Young master, we're here." Qiu Yangui called softly.

Zuo Qingyue slowly opened his eyes, casually threw a money bag to him, and then responded, "En."

They randomly found a restaurant, and when the shopkeeper asked how many rooms there were, Qiu Yangui thought about the young master's previous instructions, and pondered for a moment, "One room needs hot water."

With the character of the master, he must take a bath.

Zuo Qingyue glanced at him appreciatively when he heard the words, but Qiu Yangui didn't pay attention, and followed the guy leading the way upstairs.

Zuo Qingyue sat down as soon as he entered the door, the assassin thoughtfully made tea for him, beckoned the man to bring in the tub, closed the door, arranged the screen, and took out the young master's clothes from the bag, just behaved Said, "Young Master, you are ready."

Zuo Qingyue got up and smiled softly, "Yangui is still considerate."

The assassin paused when he heard the words, but didn't respond, he just took it as a joke from the master, and stood aside quietly waiting, but when the young master took off his clothes, he still couldn't help but glanced at it quietly, but he didn't have time to take a closer look. , and saw the young master's thin and powerful body.

The assassin was startled, and quickly looked away.

After all, his eyes did not give up on the clothes that the young master had taken off, but there was nothing unusual.

So, where did these Gu worms come from?

Qiu Yangui couldn't figure it out, but he didn't know that the person lying in the bathtub had a panoramic view of his expression, and tilted his head amusedly.

"Curious?" Perhaps because of comfort, Zuo Qingyue's voice had a scratchy hoarseness.

Qiu Yangui came back to his senses in an instant, there were only two people in this room, the young master must be asking him, he pursed his lips, and tentatively responded, "... none of my subordinates."

The young master didn't speak immediately, only heard a "crash".

Zuo Qingyue turned to look at him sideways, until the assassin's ears turned red, then he sneered, "Did you fool me?"

"Aren't you just curious about where those little bugs come from?" Zuo Qingyue unceremoniously pierced the assassin's little thoughts, and even lowered his voice viciously to scare people, "How do you know that you don't have them?"

Seeing the assassin's stiff back, Zuo Qingyue smiled happily, and closed his eyes on his own, completely ignoring other people's feelings, and he didn't get out of the water until the time was almost up.

The assassin carefully wiped it for him, and after a while he asked in a low voice, "Young master, those Gu worms..."

"Want to know?" A dark light flashed in Zuo Qingyue's eyes, seeing the assassin nodding, he got closer, and said a few words with a smile, "Guess."

Qiu Yangui: "..."

Qiu Yangui immediately shut up, and turned into a dumb assassin quite skillfully, turning a blind eye to the young master's troubles and malicious tricks.

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The night is coming, the streets and alleys are full of lanterns, and the windows are half open, just to see the warm light outside, like an immortal firefly.

The young master didn't go downstairs to eat, and he didn't make things difficult for Qiu Yangui any more. He thoughtfully asked him to sit down and enjoy the delicious food. They were all Hengcheng's signature dishes, but Qiu Yangui had a particularly hard time eating them.

He is not used to eating with his master.

He is just an assassin working for his master, how can...

"Not to your liking?" Zuo Qingyue looked at him with twinkling eyes.

"No, no." The assassin was suffering all over his body, and his movements froze when he heard the words. He just wanted to say, "The master should serve by his side when eating." As soon as he opened his mouth, the words of the young master suddenly appeared in his mind. "I don't like others disobeying me very much" with a half-smile.

As a result of his disobedience, he was tied to the head of the bed.

Qiu Yan fell silent, and swallowed back the words, "...The subordinates were distracted just now, the master is not to blame."

"Oh?" Zuo Qingyue raised his eyebrows, a smile flashed across his eyes, and he personally picked up a piece of white chicken for him. Seeing the assassin fidgeting, he sighed softly, and said gently, "Hey, eat more, tonight You will be very tired."

That's true, Qiu Yangui's sword has not left his body, and he has been vigilant since he fell in Hengcheng, in case of accidents.

But I don't know if he thought too much, he always felt that the young master's words were weird.

Qiu Yangui hesitated and said: "...Yes, thank you, young master."

The young master's smile became more and more beautiful, Qiu Yangui was slightly taken aback, then hurriedly lowered his eyes, the tips of his ears turned red.

The young master is really good-looking, if he has a better temper, I don't know how many people will admire him...

Suddenly, the assassin frowned.

He slowly fixed his gaze on his hand holding the chopsticks, and sure enough, there was an extremely ugly bug there.

No need to think about who wrote it.

Qiu Yangui resisted the urge to throw it away, and closed his eyes, "Young Master, how did your beloved pet crawl into your subordinate's hands?"

Zuo Qingyue looked innocent, and seemed to be a little bit embarrassed, "Ah, if you like..."

"The subordinates dare not take away the young master's love." Qiu Yangui didn't care about anything else, and stretched out his hand in front of the young master, his expression was a little gloomy, and his voice was low as if begging for mercy, "Young master, take it away... ..."

Zuo Qingyue's smiling eyes glanced across the assassin's soft face, paused for a moment, then slowly retracted the Gu worm, rubbed the cool fingertips against the warm back of the hand, and felt the moment of assassin's stiffness, like a certain A fragile life strangled by the neck.

Zuo Qingyue lowered her eyes, rubbed her fingertips that were still warm, and smiled lightly.

It is a tenacious and fresh life, the feeling of being firmly controlled by him.