"I'm not some kind of flower demon." The purple-clothed woman's eyes were like autumn water, and while she was looking at the flow, there was a charm that enticed her soul, "Aren't you asking me to come in and sit?"
Meng Qing understands why Taozhi always looks at her in a daze. It turns out that if a person sees such a level, it will make people uncontrollable and want to look at it again.
She is so beautiful, not a flower demon, who could it be
Meng Qing knew that she shouldn't put people into the house at will, but...
Meng Qing stepped aside, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if it's her.
If she wanted to hurt her, she wouldn't send her flowers.
Meng Qing looked at the Epiphyllum in her hand. It was picked when the Epiphyllum was in full bloom and was most beautiful. Did the "flower demon" wait for a long time to give her this flower
Meng Qing sniffed the petals lightly. It was very fragrant. Except for the refreshing scent of Epiphyllum, after the flower demon entered the room, her room was stained with a strange fragrance.
Meng Qing couldn't help but walk a few steps closer to the flower demon. She was sure that this intoxicating fragrance came from the flower demon.
"You are so fragrant..." Meng Qing said with a blushing face, "How could you not be a flower demon?"
"My name is Xiling." The purple-clothed woman reached out to her, "You can touch my hand, I am a warm person."
Meng Qing held the woman's hand as if tempted, she did have warmth, she was really human!
"Xi Ling..." Meng Qing murmured the woman's name, only to feel that she was all beautiful.
The woman's hands were as soft as barbarians, and her skin was as thick as fat. When Meng Qing touched her hand, she didn't want to let go, she just wanted to keep holding it.
"Why are you..." Meng Qing asked curiously, "Why are you outside my window?"
"I wanted to come to see you, so I came." The woman's eyes were slightly raised, and she looked at her with pure admiration. "It is said that seeing is better than seeing. If I can meet Miss Meng, I have no regrets in my life."
"You..." Meng Qing had never seen a woman talk to her like this, and her cheeks flushed with shame, "You are so beautiful, why come to see me..."
The woman didn't answer, she just stared at her, Meng Qing was speechless, as if she had fallen into a dream.
When Meng Qing regained her senses, she was already leaning against Xi Ling's side, holding Xi Ling's hand for a while.
"I..." Meng Qing had never been so close to anyone before, the blush on her face spread to her neck, "I didn't mean it."
Meng Qing said and let go of Xi Ling's hand, but as soon as she let go, she felt a little more lost in her heart.
"It's okay, it's my blessing to be close to Miss Meng." The woman said with a smile.
Meng Qing blushed again, "You, you don't need to call me Miss Meng, just call me... Meng Qing."
"Meng Qing..."
When the woman recited her name in a melodious voice, half of Meng Qing's body was numb, how could someone pronounce a name like this... It was pleasant, Meng Qing held her heart, and felt her heart was in chaos.
"Miss!" Taozhi's voice suddenly came from outside the house, "Have you not rested yet? I seem to hear voices in your house?"
Meng Qing glanced at Xi Ling, and hurriedly raised her voice and replied, "I'm reading poetry, you don't have to worry about me, go back and rest."
Taozhi said: "Miss, you have to rest early, don't think too much."
When Taozhi's footsteps were far away, Meng Qing was relieved. She remembered the guards of the Meng family, and became a little worried about Xi Ling, "How did you avoid so many people coming to me? Have you been seen? ? In case someone finds you in my room, you…”
Meng Qing's house is guarded by servants. Her parents are full of protective desires for her and never let anyone approach her easily. Before, she regarded Xi Ling as a flower demon and did not doubt her identity. Now that she can avoid so many people coming to her, this girl Xi Ling is obviously not an ordinary person.
It doesn't matter if it's an ordinary person or not, Meng Qing only cares about whether Xi Ling is safe or not.
"I have a bodyguard who brought me here." Xi Ling said, taking her hand and saying, "Meng Qing, I will not hide from you, I came from Shu. Not long after I came to the Central Plains, I want to see you when I hear your reputation. I have no right to pay homage to the Meng family, so I can only sneak here like this."
"Shudi..." Meng Qing didn't know much about the place, and vaguely remembered that it seemed to be a gathering place for ethnic minorities. No wonder she heard Xiling's accent was slightly different from that of the Central Plains, and Xiling's voice was sweeter and more waxy...
"I can tell my parents that you are my friend." As soon as Meng Qing said it, she felt that no one would believe it.
She doesn't go out very often, and even if she goes out, she is always accompanied by her parents and elder brother. How could she know a woman like Xi Ling, her parents would doubt Xi Ling's identity and purpose, then it would be even more difficult for her to meet Xi Ling...
"It's okay, I always have a way to see you." Xi Ling winked at her, smiling charmingly: "It's nothing to work hard to see you."
Meng Qing shyly and timidly grabbed Xi Ling's hand, "Why do you always talk like this..."
"I unknowingly said it to Qing'er." Xi Ling smiled.
Meng Qing was fascinated by Xi Ling's tenderness. She approached Xi Ling, and she didn't know how long she had spoken to Xi Ling. When Xi Ling was about to leave, she was full of reluctance and couldn't bear to let go.
Sanar, who was squatting under the edge of the window outside the house, listened to the conversation of the woman in the house. For some reason, he felt very unhappy. Are girls so tired of talking? The saint had never said anything like that to him. If the saint could say a word to him, he would be so happy that he would die...
"Sanar."
As soon as Sanal heard the saint's call, he quickly stood up.
When Meng Qing saw a man with white hair and red eyes emerging from the window, her face turned pale with fright, and she almost cried out.
Sanar has long been surprised by the abnormal behavior of the people in the Central Plains. He didn't pay any attention to the number one beauty in the world. He only stared at the saint and said, "I'm here."
Xi Ling patted Meng Qing's hand soothingly: "Don't be afraid, this is my bodyguard, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't be able to see you."
Meng Qing quickly stabilized her heartbeat, and thanked Xi Ling's bodyguard dignifiedly and generously, "Thank you for bringing Ling'er."
Bell? Why does this woman call the saint so? !
Sanar was unhappy in his heart, but in front of the saint, he showed nothing.
"I'm leaving." Sanar saw the saint and said to the lady Meng Qing in a soft tone, "I'll see you tomorrow night."
Meng Qing walked to the window and said softly, "I will wait for you."
"Goodbye."
"Goodbye."
Sanar and the other two reluctantly said goodbye, until the saintess's slender arms wrapped around his neck and her soft body lay on his back, the gloom in his heart dissipated.
Sanar carefully supported the saint's body. When his palm touched the smooth skin of the saint, his face flushed, and he quickly covered the saint's long skirt, and then he bowed his body, light and agile towards the jumped in the direction of time. After a few ups and downs, the figure quickly disappeared into the vast night.
Meng Qing stopped by the window for a long time, how sweet they were with Xi Ling and how melancholy they were when they parted.
She found an exquisite vase and carefully placed the Epiphyllum in it. This night, there was even the shadow of the flower demon in her sleep. Tomorrow night... If only I could arrive earlier tomorrow night.
m577: [… ]
m577 said melancholy: [You still have to have a private meeting with the hostess every night... ]
Tong Ling crouched on the sturdy back of the young swordsman, and giggled at the system: "What is stealing incense and jade, and what is secretly Chencang, this taste is really wonderful."
"The heroine is such a beautiful and beautiful woman, I will never let her fall into the claws of the hero!"
m577: [So you want her to fall into your clutches?]
m577 feels that no one can stop its host, she doesn't even let women go, who else is safe in this world? Eunuch... It's a pity that there are no eunuchs in this martial arts world...
Tong Ling said, "I will be very gentle with her."
m577 twitched the corner of his mouth: [I thank you for the heroine!]
Back at the courtyard, as soon as Sanal landed, his whole body was screaming that he didn't want to let go. The saint's warm breath blew in his ears, her limp body was still on his back, and those legs were even more...
It was clear that the cool night wind was blowing all the way, but Sanar's body was extremely hot. His nose was filled with the scent of the saint, and he always remembered the smooth feeling he touched before. If he... Just touch him.
After this thought emerged, Sanar froze, feeling that his whole body was terrible.
"What's wrong with Sanal?" Tong Ling, as if unaware of Sanal's thoughts, stuck to Sanal's ear and asked, "Isn't it here, it's time to let me down."
Sanar's body had a strange reaction due to the saintess' breathing and sweet voice. He was afraid that the saintess would look down on him for his bad appearance, so he hurriedly put the saints down from his back. .
As soon as the saint's body was separated from him, Sanar's heart was empty. He began to regret that he ran too fast with his light work, he should slow down...
Tong Ling gathered up her hair that was ruffled by the night wind, and complained casually, "Sanar, your back is too hard, I'm uncomfortable lying on my stomach."
Sanal hurriedly said: "I, I can add a layer of cushion to the back..."
"Forget it, it's so ugly." Tong Ling waved her hand and instructed before entering the house, "Go and boil water for me, I want to take a bath."
Sanar heard the word "bath", and his face couldn't help turning red again. He covered his hood and quickly responded: "I, I'll go get you water!"
m577 clicked his tongue: [This honest child has absolutely no idea that he is being used as a coolie.]
"Honest?" Tong Ling smiled: "His heart is not honest at all."
m577: [… ]
m577 complained: [Who is to blame for this?]
"I didn't do anything." Tong Ling said confidently: "I asked him to do more work, but also to let him disperse his energy, so as not to think about things all day long."
m577 pouted: "You always have so many absurd reasons to say!"
Tong Ling lay leisurely on the bed that was tidied up by Sanal, "and he's very happy to be busy. One day I won't let him busy, he might not be happy."
m577 was speechless.
Sanal is a hard-working young man, and he completed all the instructions given to him by Tong Ling meticulously.
Sanar cleaned the wooden bucket for bathing, carried it to the saint's room, and carried the hot water again and again until the bucket was filled to 70% to 80% full before stopping. He moved, and said to the saint who was resting on the bed, "Xi Ling, the water is all set."
Sanal didn't forget to prepare the bath beans, acacia pods, and the towel for wiping his body. He made sure that everything was safe, so he planned to close the door and exit.
"and many more."
As soon as Tong Ling opened her mouth, m577 was accustomed to saying: [Ha, here it is.]
"Don't think about it." Tong Ling said to the system, "I don't mean anything else."
m577 rolled his eyes to the sky: [Do you believe me?]
Tong Ling: "I still need him, so I won't throw him away for the time being."
m577 was relieved to hear this sentence: [That's good, I don't have to watch Mosaic tonight.]
Sanar was stopped by the saint and asked uncomfortably, "Is there anything else?"
Tong Ling took off the silver hairpin from her hair and the silver bracelet on her wrist, and greeted Sanal: "don't go, my hair is too long, you help me wash it."
m577 is convinced: [What has this labor force been squeezed into by you, has he not been idle for a day?]
Tong Ling: "Anyway, the martial arts world has internal strength, you see how energetic he is."
m577 thinks it's a pity that its host doesn't become a capitalist, what a black-hearted boss can say.
"Mufa..." Sanal froze in place, "I'll help you get your hair done?"
"You don't want to?" Tong Ling asked.
It was impossible for Sanar to refuse the Holy Maiden's request, "I am willing to..."
"Then come in and close the door." Tong Ling finished speaking, ordered Sanar to turn around, and then undressed.
m577: [!]
m577: [You really don't mean anything like this?]
Tong Ling said sternly, "Don't worry, I will never touch his finger."
m577 was skeptical: [Really?]
Tong Ling: "It's more real than pearls."
After Sanar agreed to help the saint with her hair, he felt that he was really shameless.
Even if the Holy Maiden asked him to turn his back to her and not look at her, the martial artist's ear can still make it easy for him to know any of her actions.
The sound of clothes rubbing, the sound of skirts falling, and the sound of water droplets falling from the body...
He shouldn't be here, he should get out the door immediately! The heat on Sanal rose again, and he was ready to leave, but in fact he stood firmly on the spot and didn't move a bit.
"Okay." Tong Ling sat in the barrel before letting Sanar turn around, "you can come over now."
Sanar's eyes reflected the saintess' appearance at this time. She wet her long hair, and her face that was as white as jade was blushed by the hot water. Her neck was white and graceful, black hair and snowy skin. He can still see...
Sanar's eyes dimmed instantly, he suppressed the urge, stepped forward and picked up the saint's long hair, picked up the acacia water boiled next to him, and washed the black and smooth hair of the saint little by little. Silk.
After the saint entered the water, the aroma on her body did not weaken at all. On the contrary, the strange aroma became more and more intense.
Sanar sniffed and leaned his head lightly on the round shoulders of the saintess. He heard himself saying, "Xiling, can I touch you... I want to touch you..."
Without waiting for the saintess to answer, Sanar leaned over and kissed the delicate rosy lips of the saints.
He still remembered how the Holy Maiden kissed him that time, Sanar learned to wrap around the soft body of the Holy Maiden, and then, then, he couldn't control himself...
the next day
m577 couldn't stop muttering: [Why do I believe you, I'm so stupid, so stupid... ]
Tong Ling combed her long hair. On the table was a polished bronze mirror that Sanar had bought early in the morning.
Tong Ling yawned and said lazily, "I said I won't touch him, so I won't touch him."
m577 said: [Yeah, you didn't touch it, wouldn't it count as he took the initiative to touch you!]
"It's an accident." Tong Ling looked helpless, "I don't want to either."
m577 snorted and turned around to ignore the host full of lies!
When Sanal walked into the saintess's room, the joy on her face had not faded, and she heard the saints say, "Sanal, you can't do this again in the future."
Sanal's face flushed red, he didn't know why he became like that last night, he...
"I'm sorry!" Sanar knew how big his mistake was. He bent his legs and knelt in front of the saint: "I, I... Xiling, marry me!"
Sanar raised his head and stared at the saint with fervent eyes and said, "God is above, I will spend my whole life to serve you, love you, my body, my heart, everything I have belongs to you... Marry me, Xiling!"
Sanar took out a beautiful wreath made of vanilla from his arms, and handed his carefully made wreath to Xiling and said, "I know that my preparations are not enough, and then I will..."
"No need." Tong Ling put the garland aside, "You should know the customs of our clan. Unlike the Central Plains, we don't popular so-called marriage contracts."
Sanal was startled, his lips moved twice: "I, I know..."
Walking marriage is popular in their clan, and there is no such thing as a man and a woman who have to live together after getting married. Their marriage is free, and as long as one party wants to leave, it is okay to elope with someone else.
m577 suddenly realized: [Okay you, you didn't think about taking responsibility early in the morning, and you even thought about all aspects!]
Tong Ling said to the system: "Isn't this listening to the legend of Asalia, I just learned about the information in the clan by the way."
"It's no wonder that Asalia's elopement with the Moon God is regarded as an Acura love. It turns out that this is a local custom." Tong Ling's mouth curled slightly, "I like it."
m577: [… ]
Absolutely, how did it not think of this!
Sanar knew that the customs of the clan were correct, but he wanted to be with the saint all his life, "I don't want to leave you..."
"Sanal, can't you serve me wholeheartedly if we don't get married?" Tong Ling asked with one hand on her chin.
Sanal denied: "How come, I am yours, I am willing to do anything for you!"
"The relationship between me and you will only be the relationship between the leader of the Holy Sect and the Guardian Zuo." Tong Ling said, "Do you understand the relationship between superiors and subordinates?"
Sanal hung his head slackly: "We can't..."
"No!" Tong Ling frowned, "Sanar, you disappoint me."
"The great revenge of our Holy Sect has not yet been avenged, and the souls of the Holy Sect's tragic death can't be reborn. Why do you only care about these little loves, you are so disappointing to me!"
Sanal's body trembled and his face turned pale: "I, I was wrong."
"You are my chosen guardian of the left. I hope that all your thoughts and thoughts will be considered for the Holy Religion. Go, go to the yard and practice the sword technique a hundred times. You are not allowed to mention these things in the future." Tong Bell ordered.
Sanar bowed respectfully: "Yes, saintess."
m577 was stunned, [What a holy saint who is righteous and strict!]
It's not that he doesn't want to take responsibility for his performance of being so upright. If you don’t want to be responsible, don’t let people let go, and continue to use people like dogs!
Tong Ling happily lay back on the bed and went to sleep.
In the courtyard, the young swordsman pulled out his machete, thinking in a trance: When the Holy Cult gets revenge, will he and the Holy Maiden still have a chance
It's too hard not to let him touch it... Why didn't he think of saying that to the saint in the first place! Was it because the Holy Maiden was angry with him
Sanal didn't want to let the saint down again. He restrained his mind and practiced his swordsmanship with all his heart.
When he kills Xie Xuefeng, he will try his best to show his love to the saint and let the saint choose him!
Wanjian Villa.
The little boy lay on the bed, covered his heart and said, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"
"There's definitely something wrong with that woman!" The young master said, "It's so uncomfortable, why is it so uncomfortable, doctor, is the doctor here yet?"
The owner of Wanjian Villa, the young master's father Ji Xiaoyun said, "Xiao Bai, what do you think the woman has a problem with?"
"Dad, don't call me Xiaobai!" The little boy sat up angrily, pointed to his heart and said, "I feel very uncomfortable if I don't see that woman. I wanted to stay away from that woman at first, but it was inexplicable. I can't walk anymore. I apologized to her, I gave her a silver note, this is not something I would do, she definitely has a problem!"
Ji Xiaoyun called the guards and maids who accompanied his son out that day, and asked them to tell everything about the situation that day.
Xiaobai's mother died early, and Ji Xiaoyun didn't want to marry again. They only had Xiaobai as the only child in Wanjian Villa, and Ji Xiaoyun naturally loved this son very much.
Xiaobai's martial arts were not good, so Ji Xiaoyun found a lot of strong martial arts guards for his son.
The eight guards and the four maids described the scene in the inn at that time one by one. The more Ji Xiaoyun listened, the more strange his face became. When he looked at his son again, he felt that his son had a bigger problem.
"You mean, that woman is beautiful?" Ji Xiaoyun asked.
The guards and maids replied: "Yes, the young master is dumbfounded."
The little boy said in embarrassment, "Nonsense!"
Ji Xiaoyun thought about it for a while, and finally got Xiaobai's wish and invited the most famous doctor in the city.
After carefully inquiring about the symptoms, the doctor took the pulse of the young master, and looked at the complexion and tongue coating of the young master again and again, and finally came to a conclusion.
Doctor: "Young Master is sick."
The little boy had an expression of "I knew there was a problem", "Quick, what kind of disease do I have, and how can I treat it?"
The doctor stroked his long beard and said, "Little Young Master... this is because of lovesickness!"
The doctor turned his head to the village owner and said: "Zhuang lord, there is no cure for lovesickness, and the root of the disease cannot be cut off. The best way is to let the young master meet the woman, and if they agree with each other, the disease will follow suit. solved it.”
Ji Xiaoyun: "..."
His son didn't even know that he was in love with a woman, he really lost his mind.
Young Master: "..."
The little son couldn't believe it: "Impossible! How, how can I get lovesick!"
"Do you want to see her, little son?" the doctor asked.
The little boy's eyes flickered: "...I think."
The leader of the guards standing by the side said: "Little son, I have already inquired about the residence of Miss Xi..."
Ji Xiaoyun sighed: "Go and see what the girl from the past has shortcomings. I'll take care of everything that needs to be done. Since you like that girl, Xiaobai, take it back when you find time. Don't worry, I won't oppose you."
The little boy lay down, still unable to believe the fact, "I like her? I actually like her..."
The series of weird and unreasonable actions he made were all because he liked that woman
The little boy remembered the woman's appearance, and his eyes were a little crazy. Although the woman had a bad temper and had a normal attitude towards him, she was indeed different from other women...
Ji Xiaoyun shook his head and got up to look for Xiaobai's mother's tablet. He wanted to talk to his deceased wife about this matter. Xiaobai's flaws in this respect were his fault.