[Comprehensive] Goddess of Bryan

In the end, Xiaoque obeyed Chino Yuki's order and brought Bai Lan a plate of preserved fruit.It's just that when she knelt down and put the fruit plate on the low table, at this moment she had an illusion: it seemed that everything last night was just a dream of hers.

Now that she woke up from the dream, Bai Lan was still the unattainable Mrs. Lan, and she was still a maid, that... the little maid who only dared to look at Lord Qianye from afar and dare not say anything.

The medicine has also been cooked and placed on the table, leaning on the plate of crystal clear candied fruit, Chino Yuki tested the temperature of the porcelain bowl with his fingers: "You can drink it after a while."

But Bai Lan sighed heavily, looking at the bowl of dark juice with reluctance: "Can I not drink it?"

Chino Yuki couldn't help but smiled, picked up a piece of candied fruit and brought it to her mouth, and asked with a smile after she ate it, "Is it delicious?"

Bai Lan licked her lower lip: "It's delicious."

As a result, Chino Yuki changed hands and stuffed the remaining candied fruit to Xiaoque, and said: "After Xiaolan drinks the medicine, I will give it to her. You can watch it yourself."

Xiao Que gritted her teeth, forced a smile to respond, but no matter how you looked at it, that smile was more bitter than the medicine in the bowl.

After all, Chino Yuki is a famous name in a country, even if he lives in the hot spring annex, there are still many things he needs to deal with every day, which is why he let Xiaoque watch Bailan take medicine instead of coming by himself.

But before leaving, he took the trouble to tell Bai Lan again: "You must take your medicine obediently, do you understand?"

Seeing that Bailan's face was full of displeasure, the young man with gentle eyebrows and eyes slightly bent his eyes, exuding a comfortable aura that made people feel like a spring breeze: "I'm going back to the capital tomorrow, get well soon. I'll get someone to do more for you after I go back." candied fruit."

After making this promise, he left lightly, followed by a long line of attendants and maids, leaving Xiao Que and Bai Lan staring at each other.

Frightened by Bai Lan just now, now Xiao Que dare not yell at her as before, but she still couldn't swallow her breath, so she hesitated for a moment, knocked the candied fruit on the table, and picked up the bowl to get colder The soup was delivered to Bai Lan: "It's time to drink the medicine, Mrs. Lan."

No matter how much she forced a smile on her face, the hatred in her eyes was still not completely hidden.

Bai Lan ignored her directly, picked a piece of fresh-looking candied fruit with her fingers, and was about to put it into her mouth, but was stopped by Xiao Que's hand: "Master Qianye said, you can only take it after drinking the medicine."

Bai Lan's temper suddenly came up, she threw the candied fruit away, raised her eyes, and looked at Xiao Que coldly: "Then I won't eat it."

"..." Xiaoque's hand stopped awkwardly in mid-air, neither retreating nor advancing.

At the moment of the stalemate, Uchiha Madara came.

Seeing him, Xiao Que seemed to have seen a savior, changed her previous neutral and respectful attitude, stood up abruptly, and eagerly went up to him: "Mr. Madara, you are here."

Uchiha Madara had heard about Xiaoque as early as in the yard where he lived.The maids who came to deliver the food all said that Xiao Que flew up to a branch and turned into a phoenix, and that Mrs. Lan was betrayed by the maids around her, and she fell ill from anger, so he was a little earlier than the usual appointment for treatment.

Unexpectedly, when I came here, I saw Xiao Que dressed as a woman and Bai Lan who was really angry.

He first glanced at the porcelain bowl in Xiaoque's hand, and then nodded in response.

Xiaoque heaved a sigh of relief, put the porcelain bowl in his hand, quickly explained the cause and effect, and finally said: "Since you are here, I will not bother you to treat Mrs. Lan, but this medicine is also troublesome. You watch Madam drink it."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Madara to refute, he twisted his waist and took a few steps, and quickly ran away.

Leaving Madara staring at the soup in his hand, he looked up at Bai Lan.

Before he could speak, Bai Lan raised her head and said to him with a smile, "It's too bitter, I don't want to eat it."

Madara walked up to her with a bowl in her hand, and sat down cross-legged, with her jet-black long hair covering half of her face, making her look even more delicate, handsome and upright.

He looked at Bai Lan's smiling face, and recalled the strong nasal voice when he heard her speak just now: "Are you really sick?"

Bai Lan still remembered that today was the last time they met, and it was also the last chance for her to play tricks on him, so of course she refused to let it go, and nodded happily: "Yeah, I have a cold."

Madara touched the completely cold bowl in his hand, and casually squeezed out a fire trap, which made the black, sticky liquid steam again in the blink of an eye.

Bai Lan froze.

She really didn't want to drink that bowl of medicine. She always liked sweets and hated bitter taste the most.With that plate of candied fruit, it would not be a problem for her to eat ten or eight plates, but this bowl of concoction that looks so bitter?But forgive her.

It's a pity that Uchiha Madara is not Senno Yuki, and he won't soften his heart because of Bailan's coquettishness.

Facing the beauty's frown, he didn't even move his eyebrows, holding the bowl of medicine that he had warmed up, and asked Bai Lan calmly: "Do you do it yourself, or should I do it?"

Looking at him like that, it is obvious that the so-called "hands-on" will not be very gentle.

It was rare for Bai Lan to be choked by others, and she couldn't believe her ears.

There is actually a man like Uchiha Madara in this world!Does he understand what it means to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?

If it wasn't for being confident enough, Bai Lan would have almost thought that he wasn't attracted to her, and everything was her self-indulgence.

After comparing Uchiha Madara's strength with her own, Bai Lan chose the person who knows current affairs as Junjie.He snatched the porcelain bowl from Madara's hand, pinched his nose, and drank it down in one gulp.

Bai Lan didn't realize how bad the medicine was until she actually drank it.

Not only bitter, but also astringent, and what's more rare, there is also a strange salty and spicy taste mixed in it.The hotness rushed straight from the throat to the top of the sky, choking her cheeks to flush and tears, which shocked Uchiha Madara, and rarely doubted her own judgment: "Is it so bad?"

Bai Lan didn't care about teasing him, so she ate three slices of candied fruit in one go before she felt relieved.Only then did he have the strength to stare at Uchiha Madara, wishing he could be kicked out immediately.

Tears still remained in her eyes, and the corners of her eyes were red. Being stared at by such a pair of tearful fox eyes, Madara felt as if she had been scratched by a little fox to the softest and most itchy place in her heart. Refreshing.

He hastily coughed dryly to cover up his gaffe, and seeing that there was still some residue in the bowl, he took a sip curiously, and immediately responded to Bai Lan's violent reaction even more inconceivably: "It's okay."

When Bai Lan was in a rage, she replied angrily when she heard the words: "You have a tongue problem!"

Unexpectedly, instead of being angry at her, Madara laughed instead.

This was the first time that Bai Lan saw him smile so happily, his eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing some pointed canine teeth, he was extremely handsome and flamboyant.

Suddenly, Bai Lan was not angry anymore. Not only was she not angry, but she really wanted to see Madara's appearance on the battlefield. I heard that he was bloodthirsty and warlike. He had almost no rivals in the entire ninja world. It must be incomparably beautiful.

Therefore, good-looking people really have advantages. Everyone likes good-looking people, and Bai Lan is no exception.

And because her looks are good enough, she has higher requirements for the definition of good-looking than ordinary people.

For her, Uchiha Madara is good-looking, Chino Yuki is barely qualified, Uchiha Izuna's words are excluded because they are not her dishes, and Xiaozheng's words are cute, but they are not good enough to say.

After such a careful calculation, she has not met many good-looking men so far?The other self is good-looking, but it's a pity that she is a femme fatale, who can't be seen or touched.

Thinking about it, Bai Lan sighed.

Madara had consciously raised her hand and began to treat her, seeing her suddenly sighing again, she couldn't help asking: "What's the matter?"

Since Bai Lan made a request last time, he didn't wear gloves every time he came here. Blue blood vessels can be clearly seen on the back of his pale hands due to not seeing the sun all year round. His fingers are slender and pleasing to the eye.

"When I think about never seeing you again, I can't help but sigh." Bai Lan told the truth, this time she didn't intentionally tease him again.

Uchiha Madara was silent, as if he didn't know how to answer.

Bai Lan propped her face, and began to daydream: "Tell me, if I want to see you in the future, how about sending a mission to Uchiha? How much are you worth?"

"..." Madara didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Oh, by the way, you are the patriarch, so you should be very expensive." Bai Lan curled her lips sadly, "I'm very poor. Since we have such a good relationship, why don't you take advantage of me?"

Madara thought her words were quite interesting, and asked back, "How cheap do you want?"

Bai Lan thought for a while, took Madara's other free hand and placed her own in his palm.

Facing Madara's puzzled gaze, she smiled and replied, "How about me?"

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Madara withdrew his hand abruptly, as if being burned by fire.

Bai Lan hadn't had time to burst out laughing when she saw his expression change suddenly, the hand that had just been retracted came out again like lightning, grabbed the wrist she had placed in his palm before, and pulled it towards her. pull.Immediately, Bai Lan fell forward unsteadily, and fell straight into a slightly cold embrace.

She stayed for a while, thinking about Madara's reaction that didn't fit his character, when she heard a few whooshing sounds, and the scream of the maid outside who stopped abruptly in the middle of her call.

Only then did she wake up, there was an enemy attack!

One hand was pressed on her back, and the heat from the palm of the hand was transmitted through the fabric, which made people feel at ease. Madara Uchiha snorted coldly above her head, and whispered a name: "The Hagoromo Clan."

Bai Lan didn't know the status of the Yuyi clan in the ninja world, but she felt that the ninjas of this clan must be very courageous——

Not any ninja family dares to take on the task of killing people in a country daimyo courtyard.

But it's a pity that the Yuyi clan doesn't know whether it's really blind or the information collection is not in place. It just so happens that Uchiha Madara is here today, so all dangers are no longer dangers.

Until everything was over, Bai Lan was firmly held in his arms by him, not to mention seeing blood, she could only make up the battle situation through external voices and the change of her own position.

When Madara finally let go of the palm on his back, Bailan paused, and slowly raised his head from his chest, meeting Madara's downcast eyes.

His face was no different from when he was sitting and chatting with her before, his expression was very calm, only a trace of murderous aura remained between his brows and eyes, and it was this murderous aura that immediately made him more dangerously sharp.

Prynne suddenly realized who Madara was.He is a ninja who licks blood with the tip of a knife, and he is accompanied by war and killing every day. It is unimaginable for ordinary people to see mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but it is commonplace for him.