When Ling Qingxiao heard Zeng Song, Luo Han shook the chain on his hand angrily and asked, "How do you plan to let me shower?"
Ling Qingxiao reacted, turned her eyes, and coughed awkwardly. He walked to Luo Han's side, undid the bracelet on her wrist, didn't dare to look at it, turned around and left.
Ling Qingxiao retreated to the outer hall of the bedroom, recovered his consciousness, and sat outside to approve the memorial. But this time, for some unknown reason, he looked at the handwriting in front of him and couldn't concentrate for a long time.
He completely shielded his consciousness and did not spy on the scene inside, but he always felt that there was a rustling voice coming from inside. He stared at the memorial for a long time and couldn't stand it any longer.
He closed the book and had to go to a cooler place to wake up. The night wind was blowing outside the hall, and the cool breeze was blowing on Ling Qingxiao's body. After a long time, he finally felt that the inexplicable heat in his body had dissipated.
Ling Qingxiao looked at the starry Xinghemu in front of her, and unexpectedly remembered that the bath in the Yuqing Palace belonged to him alone. That is a side of living water, which introduces the purest spiritual spring in the world. When Ling Qingxiao needs to exercise to dissipate heat, he will do it in that side pool.
Now, Luo Han is bathing there.
Ling Qingxiao forcibly stopped, not allowing herself to continue thinking about it. No matter his age or his status, he is not allowed to do such rude things. Ling Qingxiao blew the night wind for a long time, and finally heard a slight movement inside, it seemed that Luo Han had come out.
Ling Qingxiao stood outside the door, feeling a dilemma for the first time. If he didn't go in, he was worried about Luo Han. If he went in... When a young woman went out of the bath, what kind of style did he break into
Ling Qingxiao was in a dilemma, the door behind him opened. Luo Han's hair was loose, his clothes were light, and his body was full of water vapor from the bath. Luo Han held the door and looked at him in surprise: "What are you doing standing here?"
Ling Qingxiao turned her head and glanced at it, and immediately moved her eyes away. His gaze stayed between Luo Han's brows.
Luo Han hummed, and asked angrily, "How long are you going to stay? Do you want to watch me even when I sleep?"
Ling Qingxiao was embarrassed. He turned his face to the side and said, "If you are tired, rest early. I'll see you tomorrow."
Luo Han responded at will, and was about to close the door and go back. When Ling Qingxiao saw it, she stopped her movement: "Wait. Your hair is still wet."
Luo Han looked down at the hair on his shoulders and said indifferently, "It will be dry in a while. I won't get sick anyway, so let it go."
"How can this be casual?" Ling Qingxiao looked like an elder, and was heartbroken for the little girl in the rebellious period, "Although the divine body won't get sick, but if you don't pay attention, it will gradually accumulate cold energy in your body, which will affect your practice. Not good. Besides, you are already recovering from illness."
Luo Han's eyes moved, and he looked up at him with a smile: "Okay. But, my comb is in the storage ring."
Ling Qingxiao didn't blink, and said, "There are in the bedroom. I have someone prepare a whole set of dressing tools, all on the dressing table. If you still need something, I will order them to buy it."
Unexpectedly, Ling Qingxiao had even prepared her dressing and jewelry. Luo Han felt a subtle feeling in her heart. She was so well prepared. Did Ling Qingxiao really feel stimulated last night, so she had the intention to lock her up
Luo Han was not discouraged, and put it another way: "But I'm not used to it."
The world is huge, no matter how sophisticated your tools are, if you are not used to using them, you can kill them all.
Luo Han thought that Ling Qingxiao would have nothing to do with it, but he didn't expect him to say, "You're not used to it, then I'll help you."
He pulled Luo Han to sit in front of the mirror, picked up a jade comb from the table, and gently combed her hair to the bottom. Ling Qingxiao's movements were very meticulous and did not tug at Luo Han's hair at all. When he held Luo Han's long hair, it was as if he was holding some treasure.
Luo Han looked at his movements from the mirror and asked, "Would you rather waste your time and be dispatched by me all day, instead of giving me the ring?"
Ling Qingxiao dried and straightened the black satin-like hair in the palm of her hand, and said with a light smile, "I wish you could serve me for the rest of my life."
The palace is deep, the doors and windows are half open, and a gust of breeze passes through the door and is involved in the deep palace, bringing the unique lingering taste of the night. Ling Qingxiao quickly dried Luo Han's hair, the strands of hair slipped from his palms, and fell neatly behind Luo Han like a waterfall, almost reaching the ground.
Ling Qingxiao straightened her hair, touched Luo Han's head lightly, and said, "It's late at night, rest early. Good night."
After speaking, he took a step back and disappeared into the hall.
Luo Han sat alone for a long time facing the room full of silence.
On the second day, Ling Qingxiao arrived not long after Luo Han got up. He accompanied Luo Han to breakfast, and then took her to the front hall of Yuqing Palace. When he was discussing matters with the courtiers, he asked Luo Han to write and draw in the side hall, and sometimes, he would come over to check Luo Han's progress.
Luo Han simply suspected that he was taking the opportunity to take revenge.
After the chain was opened, neither of them mentioned it again. That chain was useless, because Ling Qingxiao turned himself into a chain. The two ate together, went out together, and spent time together. Ling Qingxiao even wanted to develop a healthy office routine for Luo Han, so that they could be together when they approved official documents.
Luo Han was forced to study when he first came to Xianjie, but now he is forced to work. Tiandi's workload was terrible, Luo Han was forced to accompany Ling Qingxiao to work overtime, crying without tears.
No, she must get her storage ring and linden root tree as soon as possible. This kind of life is not lived by humans.
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In the evening, Luo Han was leaning on the table to paint. As soon as she turned her head, she saw Ling Qingxiao sitting by the window, concentrating on approving the memorial.
Luo Han looked down at his children's sketches, and then looked at Ling Qingxiao's neat and beautiful line script, feeling a sense of shame.
When she was sleeping, Ling Qingxiao was approving the memorials. When she was playing the tablet, Ling Qingxiao was approving the memorials. When she had nothing to do, Ling Qingxiao was still approving the memorials. This is simply a model worker from the Six Realms.
Ling Qingxiao noticed that Luo Han was poking his head, he put down his pen and said, "Are you hungry? Let's eat first."
Luo Han hummed, and when she got up, she said unintentionally, "It's been cold recently, and I suddenly want to drink spirit wine."
Ling Qingxiao glanced at Luo Han quietly, and instructed the immortals: "Go and fetch the jade brew."
After the meal was placed, the Xian'e retired automatically without any instructions. Ling Qingxiao picked up the jug, poured two glasses of wine, and said, "Jade brewing is made from one hundred and eight kinds of spiritual medicines. It has the effect of nourishing the body and cultivating the essence. However, it has great stamina, so don't drink too much."
Luo Han responded, she picked up the wine glass, saw that Ling Qingxiao had no intention of moving, and asked, "Aren't you going to drink?"
Ling Qingxiao shook her head: "There will be official business in a while."
"You have twelve months a year, twelve hours a day, and you have official duties every moment." Luo Han snorted softly and said, "You don't even drink for ordinary days to relax?"
Ling Qingxiao looked at Luo Han, smiled, and said, "Okay."
Ling Qingxiao picked up the wine glass and drank it all at once, and Luo Han immediately refilled it for him. When Ling Qingxiao drank, he was calm. He had a fair face and a cold expression. After a few glasses of wine, there was no expression on his face.
If it wasn't for the wine that Luo Han poured herself, she would have suspected that Ling Qingxiao was drinking water.
Luo Han asked tentatively, "You seem to drink well?"
"That's right." After Ling Qingxiao drank, her eyes became more lustrous and bright, and they were surprisingly dark. With a clear connivance in his eyes, he looked at Luo Han with a smile.
Luo Han had heard that the Dragon Clan was good at drinking, but now it seems that it is a little better than she expected. Luo Han originally tried to get Ling Qingxiao drunk, but he couldn't help taking a few sips. Ling Qingxiao didn't do much, but Luo Han fainted first.
Luo Han was propped on the table, feeling the dizziness in her head, and her whole body was floating. Ling Qingxiao sighed softly: "It's said that the stamina is strong, you have to believe it. Don't move, sleep peacefully, and you'll be fine tomorrow."
Fortunately, the quality of Tiangong's wine is excellent. Although the wine is strong, there are no sequelae such as headaches. After getting drunk, a good night's sleep can repair it, and you can deeply rest your consciousness. It was obvious that dinner could not be eaten here, so Ling Qingxiao picked Luo Han up and put him on the bed.
Luo Han's cheeks were lightly red, and when she touched the bed, she suddenly remembered something and struggled to get up.
Ling Qingxiao held her hand, very helpless: "What's wrong?"
"I want to take a shower."
"you're drunk."
"No, you must take a shower before going to bed."
For immortals, bathing is more of a means of relaxation and enjoyment, and water is not needed for ordinary cleaning. Luo Han couldn't stand still, so he wanted to find the bath. Ling Qingxiao couldn't say anything about her, so she could only carry her to the bathroom.
It is said to be a bathroom, but it is actually another tall and deep palace. This was originally Ling Qingxiao's bath. A vast water surface was carved out of the main hall. The water inside is the clearest spiritual spring under the sky. The bath is surrounded by cold jade, which is luxurious and elegant. Everything is available. Ling Qingxiao put Luo Han on the squat next to the bathtub and asked, "Are you still awake? Or I'll let Xian'e come in to help you."
"No, I can." Luo Hanzhan couldn't stand still, but he was very persistent. "Only children can let adults help with bathing. I have long been independent."
Okay, Ling Qingxiao had nothing to say and said, "Then I'm going out, be careful yourself."
Although Luo Han is drunk, she is not a mortal after all. Ling Qingxiao retreated to the courtyard and waited, handling trivial affairs by the way. The official documents of Tiangong must be written and sent in the form of memorials, approved according to a certain process, and finally archived in the three parties. But other less formal affairs do not need to go through these procedures. Ling Qingxiao conveys orders in the form of approval notes, without having to be stamped by Tianshangyuan, and without the need to keep files. The speed and convenience are greatly improved. This is the emperor of heaven. The bulk of the day-to-day affairs.
It's not convenient for me to critique papers now, so Ling Qingxiao handles some less formal chores. He replied to many comments, and gradually realized that Luo Han had been bathing for too long.
If she's awake, it doesn't matter how long she stays, but now that she's drunk, it doesn't feel right to be in the bath for so long when she's delirious.
Ling Qingxiao tucked her sleeves and walked towards the bath with a calm face. He stopped outside the hall, knocked on the door and asked, "Han'er, are you still awake?"
It was quiet inside, and Ling Qingxiao knocked on the door again. He was about to let the fairy go in to check, when suddenly he heard a clattering sound inside, as if something had fallen into the water.
Ling Qingxiao immediately pushed open the door and entered, and found that Luo Han was wearing a layer of white t-shirt, fell asleep leaning against the pool, and was about to slide down.
Ling Qingxiao stopped at the door and called her twice, but Luo Han didn't respond. Seeing that the surface of the water was about to pass her neck, Ling Qingxiao had no choice but to step forward and try to wake Luo Han.
"Wake up first, it's too dangerous to sleep here."
Ling Qingxiao called out several times, and Luo Han's eyelashes finally moved. She opened her eyes in a daze, moved her limbs, and almost slipped. Ling Qingxiao hurriedly supported her. After all this tossing, his clothes were half wet.
Ling Qingxiao accepted her fate and went into the water to hold her up. The white clothes were soaked in water and stuck to the body, looming out of the figure. Luo Han was wearing only one layer of middle clothes, and his sleeves were soaked in water and pressed against the crook of his arms, revealing a section of white wrists. Her collar was also loose, and it was tightly attached to her body, her collarbone was looming, and further up, it was a slender and slender neck.
Ling Qingxiao couldn't look anymore, so she could only focus on her face. She was just drunk, her cheeks were red, and her hair was wet, and it was crookedly attached to her face and neck. Her appearance is beautiful and unbreakable, with a kind of inviolability of the gods, but now it has been soaked in water, like the rain hitting a fluff, the color is still noble, but there is a fragile feeling of being pulled down from the earth.
Ling Qingxiao controlled her gaze and tried her best to keep the righteousness of a gentleman and bring her out. But Luo Han was restless while leaning on Ling Qingxiao. She seemed to be grabbing a pillar. Not only did she lean her entire body weight on it, she even moved her arms around, trying to find a comfortable position.
Although Ling Qingxiao was wearing several layers of regular clothes, the material was soaked in water after entering the water, and it was also close to the body. Ling Qingxiao let Luo Han's hand move around, and helped her to walk out slowly.
Ling Qingxiao's clothes were cool, and his body temperature was also cool, so it was very comfortable to hold. Luo Han's hand brushed the jade pendant on his waist unintentionally, his fingers rubbed the edge, and then dropped into the water, seemingly unintentional.
Under the water, Luo Han held a ring in his hand. Her fingers quietly rubbed the back of the ring, and she felt a familiar glyph. She was relieved and quietly put away the ring.
Ling Qingxiao took Luo Han out of the water with half support and half hug, and took her to the screen to change clothes. Fortunately, Luo Han has recovered a lot after this series of tossing, and changing clothes does not require a maid, he can do it himself.
Ling Qingxiao took advantage of the situation to exit the inner hall and went outside to call someone to prepare sober tea. He originally thought that there was no danger in Yuqing Palace, Luo Han could sober up after a sleep, and by the way, it could help her recover her consciousness, so he did not prepare sober tea. Now it seems that there is no danger, Luo Han can also create danger for himself.
Better to wake her up.
Ling Qingxiao's breath in the house has gone away, Luo Han believes that with Ling Qingxiao's moral level, he will never do things like peeping. She took out the ring that had just come from Ling Qingxiao with confidence, and opened it left and right, very moved.
She finally got her storage ring back. Luo Han opened the ring with his divine sense, wanting to see if the contents inside were damaged. Unexpectedly, when she sensed it, she found that it was empty.
empty
Luo Han was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned over to take a closer look at the surface of the ring. Luo Han's own ring is in the sky and into the sea. Even if it is carefully maintained, there will inevitably be slight scratches on the jade surface. However, the ring was as clean as ever, with no traces on the surface.
Luo Han was stunned for a long time, and finally realized that she was deceived by Ling Qingxiao.
In order to get her things back, she deliberately got drunk, and then fell into the water, just to take the ring from him when she could go into the water at Ling Qing night and grope him in a fair manner. She sacrificed her color, but Ling Qingxiao deliberately put a fake on her to deceive her
After losing his wife and losing his army, Luo Han was so angry that he woke up with the remaining half of the drink. She didn't care to change her clothes, so she rushed outside to find Ling Qingxiao to settle accounts.
Ling Qingxiao was sitting at the table pouring tea, when she saw her coming out in wet clothes, she frowned and said, "Why haven't you changed clothes yet?"
Luo Han didn't even bother to change her clothes, she stretched out her hand, revealing the elegant white jade ring inside, and asked, "What is this?"
Ling Qingxiao glanced at her and looked at her with a smile: "It appears in your hands, don't you know what it is?"
Luo Han gritted her teeth angrily, her hair was wet, a drop of water slid down her temples, slid across the side of her face, and hung on the tip of her chin along the jawline. in the collar. Luo Han wiped the water off his chin and said, "Why is this ring exactly the same as mine?"
"Tiangong's standard ring, as the emperor of heaven, I carry one or two by my side. Isn't it normal?"
Luo Han was blocked. She turned the thing over to reveal the patterns on the inside, and asked, "What about the engraving on the back? Tiangong's standard rings are the same, but is it possible that the personal markings are also the same?"
Ling Qingxiao took it easy, and said, "I created the array pattern myself, I just paint it, what's wrong?"
Luo Han was about to explode with anger, he was completely arrogant, if she didn't read the content today, wouldn't she be deceived by Ling Qingxiao and still be complacent? Luo Han's eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth: "You did it on purpose. You deliberately plotted against me!"
Ling Qingxiao did not deny this: "I did it on purpose. But if you don't get it, this fake ring will never come in handy."
Luo Han couldn't bear it any longer, and attacked Ling Qingxiao. Ling Qingxiao turned her body slightly to the side, held Luo Han's fist, and sighed, "You can't beat me in close combat. Save your strength and go to sleep."
Luo Han was in a fit of anger, and when he heard these words, he became even more angry. She used all her strength in every move this time, Ling Qingxiao held her two wrists, folded them in front of her, and whispered, "Be good, stop making trouble."
Ling Qingxiao's voice rang in his ears, and his breath slowly fell on Luo Han's auricle. The two were so close, Luo Han could feel his chest vibrate slightly when he spoke. Luo Han was silent, and suddenly raised his leg to attack, Ling Qingxiao could only take a step back to avoid it. Luo Han took the opportunity to break free, clenched his fists again and rushed forward.
Ling Qingxiao was helpless and could only fight with her. Because of the fluctuation of spiritual power, Luo Han's clothes and hair were half-dried, and the sound of breaking air could be heard back and forth. In a certain round, Ling Qingxiao didn't pay attention to the severity of Luo Han's attack when he caught it, and failed to let go in time. Luo Han's sleeve was pulled and slid down for a long time.
Luo Han was only wearing a middle shirt, and the collar was torn open, revealing a section of fair and round shoulders. Ling Qingxiao was stunned when she saw the scene in front of her. Luo Han's attack immediately fell on her body. Ling Qingxiao did not hide.
Luo Han furiously folded his collar, Ling Qingxiao turned his back, and whispered, "I'm sorry."
The two of them made a lot of noise in the bedroom, and Xian'e outside stood guard at the door, trembling: "Your Majesty, girl, what happened?"
Xian'e dared to ask, but did not dare to breathe. After a while, His Majesty's clear voice came from inside: "It's okay, step back."
Fairies should be. As they walked, they heard what appeared to be murmurs and the sound of bodies colliding. They didn't dare to think about what was going on inside, and left in silence.
In the hall, Luo Han was struggling, her left hand was pressed on the table, her right arm was blocked, and her legs were also blocked. Ling Qingxiao completely suppressed Luo Han, and after the voices from outside dissipated, she lowered her voice and said, "Don't make trouble."
Luo Han glared at him angrily and asked, "Will you give it to me?"
Ling Qingxiao glanced down at Luo Han's current situation and said slowly, "You are not qualified to make a request now."
His voice was soft, obviously not domineering, but Luo Han could hear contempt from it. Luo Han was about to make another move, Ling Qingxiao had run out of patience, picked her up directly, and walked quickly to the bed.
Luo Han was still looking for an opportunity to attack, but was stopped by Ling Qingxiao in a hoarse voice: "How dare you move?"
His voice is also cold, and when he speaks, it is soft and slow, like ice hitting jade, but now, his voice is stained with some imperceptible depression, and it is slightly hoarse.
Luo Han stopped and instantly stiffened. Ling Qingxiao put her on the bed, held her restless hand, and wrapped her tightly with the quilt, with only one head exposed. Luo Han felt bored, twisted and forcibly ruffled the neat bed.
Ling Qingxiao was helpless about this. He reached out and touched Luo Han's hair. He was very happy. During the series of intense exercises just now, her clothes and hair were dry. Ling Qingxiao straightened her hair with her fingers and said, "Go to sleep. Good night."
After Ling Qingxiao finished speaking, he got up from the bed and walked out slowly. Luo Han slowly got up from the bed, and when he went out, he suddenly said, "I'm not joking."
Ling Qingxiao stopped at the door, half light and half dark. He stood for a while and said, "I know."
However, he is also a selfish person, unable to sacrifice himself for others.
He won't let go.
Early the next morning, the maid came to report that Tiandao seemed to be in a bad mood today, neither talking nor laughing. They offered to let Tiandao go out to enjoy the scenery, but Tiandao refused.
Ling Qingxiao just nodded lightly at this: "This deity knows, let's go. Haosheng takes care of Tiandao, no matter what she thinks of, she will do it immediately, and must not be neglected."
"Yes."
After the maid left, Ling Qingxiao looked at the neat brush and ink on the corner of the table, the stacks of choruses, the quiet Lizheng Hall, and the heaven that seemed to never change, and sighed deeply in her heart.
Luo Han had tossed more ruthlessly before, but Ling Qingxiao knew that this time it was true.
She really wanted to leave.