After the resentment and helplessness gradually dissipated and the tangled mood calmed down, Qianhua thought over and over again about Nan Liyue's last words before leaving. The more she thought about it, the more something was wrong and she became restless: Why is it that the addiction like thousands of ants eating away the heart is really Have you moved from Zui Qianmi to that quail soup? Is it really Mo Yunye...
Qianhua has always known that the contents of this daily bowl of ginseng, jujube and quail soup are much more than the conservative name sounds. Qianhua has no idea what kind of elixir is mixed in it, but if there is really a danger of addiction, then for Mo Mo Yun Ye was an unpredictable cloud, and Qianhua began to panic and tremble all day long...
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The full moon was setting in the west, dawn was breaking, and an hour had passed since Nan Liyue left with a bowl in her hands. Qianhua fell asleep in her clothes and was playing chess with Duke Zhou, but Mo Yunye suddenly broke in through the door with an angry look on his face: " Where are others?"
In the Jiuhua tent, I woke up from my dream. Qianhua held her clothes and pushed the pillow. She stood up in panic. Her temples were half-tilted and her obscene clothes were half-covered. She was carrying a disheveled flower crown, lifting up the meandering bead-foil silver screen, and met Mo Yunye's cold hands to clamp it down. He held his shoulder blades that were slightly sore and numb: "Did he come again? Where is the person!"
Yunqi Palace is obviously his palace, so why does he, Nan Liyue, get there first when looking at the sun every month? Is it because he can't let go of "Po Yue" who is cultivating to perfection, or is he relatively indifferent to "Haoyue" and gives up halfway and insists on coming up to the Nine Heavens to see the ignorant Luo Qianhua
Mo Yunye was annoyed in his heart, but he couldn't bear to get angry at Qianhua, so he let her go and searched back and forth in the room. He always felt that there was a pair of cunning eyes staring at him in the dark, but he didn't know it.
"What are you looking for?"
Qianhua glanced at the forest of heavenly soldiers standing outside the door, hurriedly closed the door and turned around to scold Mo Yunye, her words filled with anger. He, the majestic heavenly king, has always been as calm as a mountain in his words and deeds. Now he has lost his head and brought a lot of food in the middle of the night. The soldier broke into his boudoir, put on a filthy face and went on a rampage. If word got out at dawn, not to mention that Qianhua's chastity had been corrupted, he himself would lose face. Therefore, no matter how angry Qianhua was, he also lowered his voice of questioning. .
It's not that Qianhua didn't know who he was looking for, but he should be calm at least. Such uncertainty always made Qianhua feel that he didn't know the person in front of him, or that he had misjudged him in the first place, thinking that Mo Yunye was always as he seemed. He looked as gentle as jade, indifferent and calm, far from being irritable and restless at the moment. He suddenly turned around and stared at Qianhua, his sharp eyes were sharp and aggressive, and he spoke sternly and domineeringly: "You are mine! No one is allowed to take it away!"
Qianhua was ashamed: It is true that she had met Nan Liyue before Ziye, but the purpose of risking meeting him was not for him. In order to be devoted to him, Mo Yunye would rather be injured than ask Nan Liyue to take away the inner elixir of Lang Zun as soon as possible. Therefore Mo Yunye was inexplicably angry at this moment. For Qianhua, he felt extremely aggrieved, so he endured the sourness, lowered his head in silence, and refused to reply to him for a long time.
Fortunately, Lingxi broke in at this time. Seeing that Qianhua was about to have her shoulder blade crushed by Mo Yunye, she immediately rushed over and hugged Mo Yunye's arms to comfort her: "God, calm down! Don't listen to slander and make mistakes." Fairy, Fairy Lingxi Clothes fell asleep last night, and Xiyuan has been silent since then. I think the fairy slept peacefully, and no one must have come to disturb her."
At dusk last night, it was Qianhua who went to the dining hall to bring back the ginseng, dates and quail soup that Lingxi had stewed. Since then, she has been locked in Xiyuan alone. Lingxi never came to serve her. She lied for Qianhua at this moment in order to appease Mo Yunye. Angry, but not expecting, Mo Yunye squinted his gloomy eyes and caught a glimpse of a few drops of soup juice on the edge of the jade table.
Qianhua was shocked. It was accidentally dropped when she and Nan Liyue were fighting for the jade bowl!
From this, Mo Yunye focused his attention on the ginseng, date and quail soup that only had soup stains left but even the jade bowl was missing: "Have you drunk the soup?"
"Drink." At this point, Qianhua had no choice but to tell the lie.
"Where's that bowl?" Mo Yunye, who had killed a thousand swordsmen, even asked after him.
Qianhua suddenly felt numbness on her scalp and chills on her back. Could it be that she wanted to lie to him and say "I drank the bowl too"
Mo Yunye is a fool to believe it!
"The bowl... I asked the maid to send it back to the dining room." Qianhua replied nonchalantly. After Mo Yunye's aggressive eyes failed to see through her flimsy lie, she raised her eyes and retorted sharply, "What are you suspecting?" ?”
His voice was stern and his eyes were full of resentment. He was as gentle as he was. He was so jealous and angry that he had no tenderness at all.
Mo Yunye was obviously startled, and Qianhua took the opportunity to continue: "If I stay with you, in addition to being regarded as the shadow of the flower god by you, I will also have to endure your inexplicable suspicion and unpredictable temper. I might as well go back to the East China Sea and Kyushu. On an isolated island, continue to be an ignorant hedgehog!"
After Mo Yunye stared deeply at Qianhua with his bright eyes for a long time, his ferociousness gradually dissipated and a trace of fear and uneasiness gradually emerged. Suddenly, he hugged Qianhua into his arms, hugged her very tightly, and murmured the same thing again and again. The tone of those words just now was far from the tyrannical and unreasonable tone, but a helpless plea, like a child who had his doll robbed, what he repeatedly said was just an obsession: "You are No one is allowed to take it away from me."
Qianhua sighed softly and said comfortingly: "No one is robbing me. Don't worry, I will only follow you." Her heart was shaking, and she thought to herself: I hope someone robs me, but unfortunately the person who robbed me is relatively cold. I guess. I don’t know what he is thinking in his heart... Thinking of this, I can’t help but snicker. With Huahua Guangzi’s ambition and leopard’s courage, he can only think wildly. When it comes to the choice of love between children, Qianhua is a dog who strictly follows “Others give me drops of water. There are those who love hedgehogs based on the principle of "I pour them with a spring."
On that day, from dawn to sunset, Mo Yunye stayed in Xiyuan to accompany Qianhua and never left. However, a certain "relatively indifferent" shadow that flashed across Qianhua's heart was thousands of miles away. The fox cave where I endured the shabby conditions without even a place to sit...
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"Since she proposed it herself, that's the best thing! We won't blame us for being so cruel, and almost died trying to force her to spit out the inner elixir." Fengxuan looked at Nan Liyue with a look of gloating, not understanding. If he was so wronged by sitting on the ground like this, why did he have to stand up straight to show off his slender figure
"You didn't agree to take out the inner elixir immediately before, but now you have changed your mind after hearing that she is willing to do so?" Nan Liyue looked down at him with slightly closed eyes, her wisdom like light scanning Fengxuan's fox tail, "Fengxuan, you don't seem like the kind of person who would care about her life or death." (To be continued)