The little guy opened his mouth to speak, bringing out a small ball of heat. The snowflakes fell in white, and the little guy's breath was filled with a kind of warmth that was difficult to express clearly.
Jing Che paused slightly as Qing Zhi blurted out a clean word without any impurities. He raised his eyes and glanced at Qing Zhi, and asked lightly: "Does it look good?"
Qingzhi nodded vigorously, "It looks good."
Hearing the little guy's praise, Jing Che finally had a faint smile in his eyes. He took off the black rope hanging from his neck, put the engraved jade stone back into the jade pendant, buckled it, and held it in the palm of his hand. Here, it is extremely precious.
"Uncle Jingche, is this the spirit of Sister Bailing?" Qingzhi innocently asked curiously with her little face raised.
Jing Che said a faint "Hmm" without hesitation, opened his hand, and a black rope hung down from his palm. The snow-white jade was engraved with the word "spirit", and the word "spiritual" glowed with pure snow on the mouth of the jade pendant. , a bit like the color of moonlight, a psychedelic and pure light, swaying slightly in mid-air.
Really beautiful.
Qingzhi thought of something, wiped away her dimples, held her face on her knees with her two little hands, tilted her head and asked, "Is this the necklace you want to give to Sister Bailing?"
"Yes." This is not a necklace that Jing Che bought at random. It is a necklace that he has worn as a talisman since he was a child. He wants to give her the most important thing in his body. He even wants to tell her Bai Ling, he was not as contemptuous of her as she thought, nor was he as cold and heartless as she thought.
"Sister Bailing will definitely like it very much." Qingzhi encouraged Uncle Jingche like a little adult.
When Jing Che heard the young man's words, the snowflakes mixed with the cold wind fell down, and he smiled. He really gained confidence from this.
Qingzhi was talking when she looked up and saw her mother standing outside the palace courtyard not far away. She stood up and wanted to go over, but when she saw the look in her mother's eyes asking her to stand still, she had no choice but to stand there obediently. , looking up at her mother walking over with a small face, an innocent smile on her face.
Shu Nuan came over, hugged the little Qingzhi, turned to look at Jing Che, and told Jing Che what happened when Bai Ling woke up not long ago, thought about it, and then said: "Ba Ling still doesn't seem to be in a good mood. Okay, when she wakes up, tell her properly."
Jing Che said "Yeah" softly: "I know."
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This time, Bai Ling woke up in the middle of the night. She could feel that the pain in her legs was no longer as unbearable as before. She slowly opened her eyes and planned to get out of bed, but when she opened them With his eyes, he saw Jing Che standing in front of the bed again. This time, Jing Che did not fall asleep. He kept staring at her, and he didn't know how long he had been staring at her...
Bai Ling looked away feeling a little weird in her heart. At this moment, Jing Che's eyes slowly returned. He stood up without saying a word and went to pour her water.
It was quiet in the hall, so with Bai Ling's eyes open, he could clearly hear the sound of water pouring into the tea cup, and the sound of Jing Che's footsteps approaching again.
"Drink some water first." Jing Che stretched out his hand to gently lift her head, and sat down on the edge of the bed. The posture was a bit intimate. Bai Ling almost leaned in his arms, sipping and feeding him in small sips. Tea to the lips.