It's not good for a beauty to be so irritable

Bai Lang folded his arms, and stood not far away, whistling, whistling slightly out of tune.The forest in the mountains is lush, the birds are chirping, and it is very lively.

Chu Lianyu's face was pale, and he felt pain in his abdomen and stomach. He sat down against the tree uncomfortably, and said with some difficulty, "Fortunately, I let it go, otherwise I'm afraid I will be crushed to death by you."

Bai Lang didn't take a breath, coughed repeatedly, walked up to Chu Lianyu, licked his chin with two fingers, and asked strangely, "Damn you?"

Chu Lianyu felt uncomfortable, and with his chin clamped again, she threw him away awkwardly, looked at his extraordinarily wretched smile, and said angrily, "I have a stomachache!"

"Squeamish." Bai Lang clapped his hands, walked away in disdain, and whistled indiscriminately again, leaving Chu Lianyu furious, if not for the weakness in his body at this time, he would have stepped forward and punched him.

After a while, Bai Lang was still whistling tirelessly. Chu Lianyu got tired of listening to it, and shouted, "You're never finished! You almost peed out of it!"

"But it's okay to piss." With his back turned to him, Bai Lang waved his hands and blew harder.

"Have you blown enough?"

A cold voice sounded from the tree.

Chu Lianyu, who was clenching her fists and was about to step forward, was stunned for a moment, and when she looked up, she found a cold-faced man in white clothes on the branch of a tree that was empty before.

At this moment, he was looking in Bai Lang's direction, his slightly lighter eyebrows were slightly frowned, looked at Bai Lang who had stopped, and asked again, "What do you want me to do?"

He was actually calling someone!Chu Lianyu was speechless looking at Bai Lang's silly smile.

"Whose whistle is so procrastinating and ugly." He said to Bai Lang frantically, "Is it enough to whistle once in Liuxian Village?" As for Bai Lang whimpering alone there for a long time, he didn't know what it meant Chu Lianyu felt quite inconceivable that what he said meant to summon, "If you asked for help, before you finished blowing, they would have killed you three or four times and chopped you into minced meat, okay?" After he finished speaking, he looked up and down Looking at Bai Lang, he pointed to his head with his hand, "Are you okay?"

"He did it on purpose." Bai Yu stood tall on the tree, looking at Bai Lang coldly.

"I'm just kidding." Bai Lang walked over with a smile, raised his neck and looked at Bai Yue's cold face, smiling, as if he didn't see the cold knife in other people's eyes.

"Cheek-skinned." Chu Lianyu rolled her eyes and stayed away from this person.

"Hmm." Someone echoed.

Huh?

Chu Lianyu walked back in surprise, he thought Bai Yue wouldn't complain.

Bai Lang stepped forward and said something to Bai Yue, Bai Yue nodded slightly, and disappeared with a whoosh.

Chu Lianyu watched him appear and disappear from a distance, feeling a little lost in her heart, if it hadn't happened in childhood, he wouldn't be so afraid of heights, and this problem might never get better in this life.

He didn't think anything was wrong in Liuxianzhai before, but after he came out, he realized that his previous self was no different from a frog in a well, there were countless people in the world who surpassed him in martial arts, his little boxing skills were not enough to look at.

"What are you thinking about?" Someone patted on the shoulder, Chu Lianyu turned her head, it was Bai Lang.

"Are you finished?" he asked.

"It's nothing at all, but let him send his brothers to guard, and don't let the old monk in Jinguang Temple run out." Bai Lang said casually, and then picked Chu Lianyu's ear, "Why did you run away just now? You don’t know how to avoid suspicion? It’s not a secret.”

"You think everyone is as rude as you." Chu Lianyu snorted, holding her head high.

"Haha." Bai Lang laughed out loud, startling a group of birds, "Silly boy." He patted Chu Lianyu, signaling him to come back, "The direction is wrong."

Chu Lianyu paused, turned around slightly stiffly, "Nonsense, don't leave yet."

Bai Lang looked at him amusedly, and walked down the mountain first.

At the foot of the mountain, Chu Lianyu suddenly remembered that Wang Er was still waiting at the gate of the temple, "What should I do?" he asked Bai Lang.

Bai Lang raised his eyebrows, and said in a relaxed tone, "It's very simple." After finishing speaking, he put his fingers in his mouth, and a sharp whistle sounded. Suddenly, a man in white jumped out of the forest. Just as he was about to open his mouth to say hello, he was caught by Bai Lang. I reached out and stopped.

"Go and tell Xiaoer who is waiting at the gate of the temple that Young Master Chu has followed me down the mountain."

The man responded, and after a few leaps, he disappeared.

"How is it?" Bai Lang looked at Chu Lianyu proudly and asked for credit.

"So you know it." Chu Lianyu looked at him contemptuously, turned around and left, "I thought there was something wrong with you."

"I..." Bai Lang looked at Chu Lianyu's back speechlessly, and said angrily, "Can't I just be joking?"

Over there, Chu Lianyu walked two steps, jumped one step, and walked a long way in a short while, so she didn't answer his words.

Seeing his more and more relaxed steps, Bai Lang gradually smiled, and cursed in a low voice, "Stupid boy."

"Hey, wait for me, you don't know the way."

Before Chu Lianyu could go too far, he hastily shouted and chased after him. On the long stairs, he walked three steps at a time. In the blink of an eye, he was behind Chu Lianyu. Chu Lianyu screamed and jumped over. , ran down the mountain quickly, and shouted, "You are lying!" The two went down the mountain, laughing and laughing far and far away.

"Why don't you see Mrs. Mu?"

Qin Ge walked slowly in the Mufu and asked casually.

"Father and mother like to be clean the most. They worship Buddha wholeheartedly on weekdays, stay at home, and don't like to see guests." Mu Qinghe explained softly, leading Qin Ge to another path, "Brother Qin, go this way."

"So that's how it is." Qin Ge sighed, "I wanted to visit my uncle and aunt."

"Brother Qin has a heart." Mu Qinghe interjected, "I will convey it to my parents in the future. They must know that I have made friends with a person like Brother Qin, and they are also happy."

"Brother Mu, you're being polite." Qin Ge bowed his hands to Mu Qinghe humbly.

The two of them walked along the way, but they didn't see many servants. Nuoda's wooden mansion, although full of flowers and brocades, still felt rigid and empty. Qin Ge walked patiently and asked, "Brother Mu takes care of the family business, presumably It's also hard work, I heard that the nobles in the palace love the flowers that the mansion pays tribute to the most."

"Although I'm tired, but fortunately there is a steward Qin in the mansion to help take care of one or two, so I don't have to work too hard." Mu Qinghe mentioned this butler Qin with gratitude in his mouth. That’s it, I just did my duty, and I don’t dare to make too much of it.”

Qin Ge smiled at him, and when he was about to say more, he suddenly saw a person passing by in front of him, and hurriedly said, "Old man, be careful."

The old man leaned on crutches, walked slowly, and looked very strenuous. When Qin Ge yelled, his feet slipped and he almost fell down.

Mu Qinghe stepped forward quickly, and said with a smile, "Old Qin, why did you come out?"

The old man raised his head slowly, with white hair and chicken skin, cloudy eyes, turned around slowly, saw that it was Mu Qinghe, and then staggered to bow down to salute, Mu Qinghe would not accept his worship, stretched out his hand to support him, Unhappily said, "You're like this again, why are you being asked to salute."

The old man coughed twice from his throat, his voice was dull and hoarse, and he could hear a heavy hula hula sound between his breaths. .”

"You." Mu Qinghe looked at him helplessly, "You are not in the courtyard to recuperate, what are you doing?"

The old man opened his mouth to speak, but before he could speak, he coughed terribly again.

"That's all, you go back to your room to rest first." Mu Qinghe waved his hand, let the little boy come up, asked him to hold the old man's hand, and ordered, "Send Butler Qin back to his room."

The little boy nodded, lowered his head, couldn't see clearly, helped the old man who was still coughing, and walked away.

Mu Qinghe stood at the same spot, watching them go farther and farther, until he turned a corner and could not see anyone, then said, "Butler Qin just can't stay idle."

Qin Ge was staring at the old man's hunched back thoughtfully, when he heard Mu Qinghe's words, he asked casually, "The housekeeper's surname is Qin?"

Mu Qinghe nodded, and said, "He has been here since he was a child. The Mufu suffered heavy losses back then, and it was thanks to Steward Qin that the family was not ruined."

"Oh?" Qin Ge asked curiously, "There was such a time in the past that I couldn't imagine the scenery of Mufu today."

Mu Qinghe shook his head and said, "The most terrifying thing is the human heart. When I was young and ignorant, I caused a catastrophe, and I still regret it to this day."

Qin Ge's heart moved, and he asked, "Brother Mu is young, so I don't think it was intentional, so don't worry about it."

"People." Mu Qinghe sighed, his voice full of helplessness, "Since ancient times, people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, and after returning to Long and looking forward to Shu, the most greedy."

"It must be that someone has done something bad that made brother Mu feel so emotional." Qin Ge looked at Mu Qinghe and asked.

Mu Qinghe nodded silently, sighed, and stopped talking.

Qin Ge looked at his lost eyes, with a lost expression immersed in the past, speechless for a moment, standing in place with him, quietly waiting for him to be freed from the sadness.

"My lord!" Suddenly a man ran over from a distance, panting and said, "The old lady is not good!"

Mu Qing and Ji Ling grabbed the man's shoulders and asked eagerly, "What's wrong with the old lady?"

"Young master, please go over and have a look." The man lowered his head and said anxiously, "The old lady is calling you."

Mu Qinghe pushed the man away, turned his head and ran, ran two steps, suddenly remembered that Qin Ge was still behind, and hurriedly said, "Brother Qin, look..."

Qin Ge followed and said, "I have a little understanding of medical skills, so you can follow along to have a look."

Mu Qinghe looked happy, grabbed Qin Ge's hand and said happily, "That's great!"

Qin Ge withdrew his hand calmly, stretched it forward, and said, "Brother Mu, please lead the way."

The two came to a courtyard, before they entered the door, they heard a burst of crying, Mu Qinghe frowned, pushed away the people who came to meet him, and rushed in first, cursing, "Why are you crying!"

Qin Ge followed behind and saw a few little maids hugging each other and crying, and two or three young servants beside him were surrounding anxiously, circling around in a hurry. When they heard Mu Qinghe's voice, they stopped quickly and said pleasantly , "Young master, you are here!"

Mu Qinghe rushed forward, and a little maid hurriedly said to the people inside, "Old lady, look, the young master is here to see you!"

Someone inside groaned, and stretched out an old hand, "Xiao Chuan, are you here?"

Mu Qinghe paused, his face suddenly changed color, the little maids were silent, only one who was a little bigger, boldly, said with a trembling voice, "Old madam, it's the young master, didn't you still think about the young master just now?" ?”

Mu Qing calmed down, stepped forward to hold the hand, and said, "Grandma, Xiao Chuan has come to see you."

The little maids stepped aside, Qin Ge saw the old woman on the bed with gorgeous hair and wrinkled face, slowly opening her eyes, tilting her head, looking at Mu Qinghe who was holding his hand.

"No, you're not." The old woman shook her head, exerting force on her hand, intending to withdraw it.

Mu Qinghe's face was full of anxiety, he held the old man's hand with both hands, and said sadly, "Grandma, look at me, I'm Xiaochuan."

Hearing this, the old woman opened her cloudy eyes wide, looked at Mu Qinghe carefully, then turned her head to the other side, not looking at him, and said, "No, you are not him."

"Grandma!" Mu Qinghe grabbed the old man's hand, put it on his face carelessly, and said, "Grandma, I am, look at me, I am Xiaochuan!"

"Aren't you..." The old woman shook her head, her voice choked with sobs, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes and fell on the pillow, and soon a large area was wet, she covered her mouth with her other hand and cried, "Xiao Chuan Ah, my Ogawa."

The voice was extremely mournful, full of sorrow, and the little maids standing around had red eyes and quietly wiped away their tears.

"Grandma..." Mu Qinghe had tears in his eyes, trembling slightly as he held the old man's hand.

The more the old man cried, the more difficult it was to control his emotions. After calling Xiao Chuan a few times, he wailed loudly and gradually became short of breath, almost out of breath. Mu Qinghe hugged her upper body anxiously and let her snuggle into his arms , patting her chest with one hand, tears slid down her eyes, "Grandma, stop crying, stop crying, ah."

He coaxed the old man like a child, anxiously at a loss. After a long while, seeing the old man's breathing getting lower and his lips turning white, he hurriedly said to the door, "Call the doctor!" The servant promised, and several people rushed to the door Outward rush.

"Wait." Qin Ge stepped forward, stood beside the bed, and said softly, "Brother Mu, I can give it a try."

With tears on Mu Qinghe's face, he remembered that Qin Ge had followed him, he didn't care to wipe his face, and said to Qin Ge, "By the way, brother Qin, come quickly, you can see how my grandma is doing. "

Qin Ge took the old man's pulse, asked the people around him to spread out to keep the air unobstructed, took out a small bag from his bosom, opened it, and found that it was a silver needle. He asked Mu Qinghe to put down the old man, and pointed at it with the silver needle. Several needles were pricked in the old man's acupuncture points, and he was relieved when he saw the old man's complexion gradually softened, and said, "Okay, let the old lady rest for a while."

Seeing that the old man gradually recovered, Mu Qinghe put his heart into his stomach. He bowed his hands to Qin Ge and thanked him, "I didn't expect Brother Qin to have such medical skills. I really admire him."

Qin Ge waved his hand, and said politely, "It's just rough, Brother Mu, you're welcome."

Mu Qinghe just cried a lot, the tear marks on his face were obvious, his eyes were slightly red, the little maid with good eyes quickly washed a handkerchief and handed it over, Mu Qinghe looked at her, took the handkerchief, and was embarrassed to Qin Ge He said with a smile, "Brother Qin laughed."

"Where." Qin Ge shook his head and said, "Brother Mu is really a filial person."

Mu Qinghe looked sad, and said, "Grandma, you are old, and your mood has become more unstable in recent years, and your attacks have become more frequent."

Qin Ge was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Brother Mu, what illness does the old lady have?"

Mu Qinghe nodded, and said, "Many doctors have been invited to look at it. In the past few years, there was a possibility of improvement. In recent years, it has gradually become a persistent disease."

Qin Ge looked at the old lady who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and could only shake his head speechlessly.

The two were sitting and talking to each other when a plainly dressed woman walked in quickly with her head bowed.

When Mu Qinghe saw the person coming, he quickly got up and saluted, "Mother, why are you here?"

The woman stopped abruptly, raised her head slowly, looked at Mu Qinghe's pure and kind face, her eyes were getting wet, her lips trembled slightly, she just looked at him steadfastly, with thousands of words in her eyes.

Mu Qinghe stepped forward, held the woman's hand, and asked with concern, "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

The woman trembled, tears dripped from her eyes, she wiped them off with a handkerchief, lowered her head, and whispered, "I heard that the old lady is ill, let me come and see."

Mu Qinghe frowned, looked at the people around him with displeasure, and said, "Who made you bother my mother Qingxiu?"

The woman trembled all over, quickly withdrew her hand from Mu Qinghe's hand, grabbed him with her backhand, and said eagerly, "You, don't blame them, it's me, I told them that the old lady is sick, just tell me... ..."

Qin Ge saw that the woman was dressed plainly, but she was clearly not very old, but her temples were already white, there were fine lines between her eyebrows, and the underside of her eyes was dark.

"Mother, you are not in good health, so don't come out and walk around more." Mu Qinghe pulled her towards the bed, and whispered, "Grandma is already asleep, please don't disturb her."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Mu lowered her head like a scolded child, frowned tightly, and murmured, "Then, then I'll go back."

"I'll see you off." Mu Qinghe walked out holding her shoulders.

When walking in front of Qin Ge, the woman secretly glanced at him, Qin Ge smiled at her, she was taken aback, quickly lowered her head, and when she walked to the door, she asked, "He, he is your good friend ?"

Mu Qinghe looked back at Qin Ge, smiled at Qin Ge, then helped Mrs. Mu go out, and said, "Mother, the child has grown up." After hearing this, Mrs. Mu stopped talking, but lowered her head more and more. Fat low.

"Let go of her." After a while, a voice sounded outside the courtyard, the courtyard door was ajar, and the face of the visitor could not be seen clearly.

"I told you not to come, but you just came here to see what the evil animal is doing, why don't you just pretend that he is dead?" the voice continued.