Female student: I'm sorry, the prince is mine.

"You, you, you... why are you here?" Ah Chun was neither in nor out, so he had no choice but to step through the door and asked.

Xuan Qing also raised his eyebrows and responded calmly: "Of course I came to see your sister."

The red color on the south mountain has extended to the root of the neck: "Ahem, it's too late, you should go back."

Xuan Qing also looked at the petrified Nanshan: "Well, I'll come see you tomorrow."

Spending the New Year with Wu Shen and the others was really boring. He didn't want to stay in that yard.

"Let's talk tomorrow... tomorrow."

"Okay, let Achun go to Wormwood Alley and give a reply when the time comes."

Xuan Qing also stood up and took out a deed from his arms: "This is Achun's deed of betrayal. You put it away. Her name is Yuan Achun and she is from Qingzhou."

Nanshan looked at the deed in his hand in surprise and quickly thanked him: "Thank you very much."

Xuan Qing also smiled and walked towards the window without answering.

"Wait a minute Xuan Qingyi."

"Ok?"

"Let Ah Chun see you off. Ah Chun, please let your husband go through the small door. Don't go in and out through the window anymore."

"Okay! Ah Chun is going to see you off, sir. Sir, please." Ah Chun smiled, bowed, and led Xuan Qing out of the small door.

Nanshan took a deep breath, luckily Achun was one of his own.

After a while, Ah Chun came back.

"Sent away?"

"Yes! My husband also asked Achun to always prepare some snacks in my sister's room. He didn't have dinner when he came today. Unexpectedly, there was nothing in my sister's room. My husband was afraid that my sister would be like this usually and starve to death." Achun said a series of words The ground responded.

"Okay, got it."

"Well! Sister, Ah Chun will take care of you to take a bath." When the husband told her about her sister's habits, he mentioned that she has experienced several lives, and many of her habits are different from those of people of a certain era.

She remembered that her sister liked taking flower baths.

"Okay." Sure enough, Nanshan responded and took out the package of dried flowers for bathing to choose from.

Xuanqing also didn’t have dinner?

Nanshan thought for a while, then turned around and ordered: "Ah Chun, go to the small kitchen to see if there are any extra jiaoer or snacks, and send them to Mr. Xuan."

"Okay!" Although Ah Chun was already her sister, she was still very happy to hear that she cared about Mr. Xuan. Mr. Xuan’s efforts were not in vain.

With this in mind, Ah Chun checked the charcoal fire in Nanshan House and walked towards the small kitchen.

After a while, Ah Chun walked out of the small door and arrived at No. 10 Wormwood Lane, carrying a small bundle.

"Knock, buckle, buckle," Ah Chun knocked on the door with his straight knuckles.

It was A Zhuang who opened the door: "Chun'er, you're back!"

"Brother A Zhuang." Achun called out and was let in.

"Where's sir?" Ah Chun asked.

"Sir has just arrived and is in the study."

"Oh." It's so late and you still have something to do? It's really hard for the husband: "Then give this to the husband. The eldest lady has told him to use some. Don't starve."

Ah Chun put the small bundle into Ah Zhuang's hand and waved: "See you later!"

A Zhuang sent A Chun away, opened the package, put the snacks inside on a plate, and sent it to the study.

"Master, you haven't eaten enough for dinner?" Wu Shen looked at a large plate of snacks and asked doubtfully. The dinner he arranged usually wouldn't require the master to get up in the middle of the night for extra meals. Why are you still hungry today?

"Go!" Xuan Qing didn't want to continue.

"Sir, wait a moment. The eldest lady also sent some Jiao Er. The kitchen has already prepared the pot and will deliver it soon." Then he winked at Wu Shen and exited the study.

Wu Shen understood instantly, no wonder ~ he said, how could something go wrong in his arrangement.

# # #

When Ah Chun returned to Nanshan's room humming a song, Nanshan was reading a book outside.

Ah Chun pushed the door open and walked in, only to see candlelight shrouding her body. Her smooth black hair was tucked behind her ears, revealing her fairy-like profile. In the backlight, the down was like a layer of golden gauze, covering her face. It was really It's absolutely beautiful.

"I'm home."

"Well! Sister, my husband was busy in the study again just after he got back." Achun said while secretly looking at the person flipping through the book.

"Oh. Are you, Mr. Xuan, always so busy?" What do you do?

"Yes. In fact, we don't see him more than a few times a year. Sometimes my husband comes back injured, and Brother Wushen takes care of him." Ah Chun deliberately said the word "injured" very seriously.

Nanshan glanced at her sideways, wondering why the people around Xuan Qingyi were so evil.

"Ahem." Ah Chun glanced at Nanshan's eyes and stopped: "Sister, it's getting late. Ah Chun will wait for you to take a bath and rest."

"Yes." Nanshan took out some dried flower bags and handed them to Ah Chun, asking her to put them in the barrel.

After Achun mixed the water in the barrel, Nanshan took off his clothes and stepped in to take a bath.

There was a silver charcoal basin inside, as warm as spring. When the dried flower bag in the barrel absorbed water and swelled, and the fragrance of the flowers overflowed, Nanshan asked Achun to help dry it, put on his middle coat and lay down on the bed.

Ah Chun came out after cleaning up the room and yawned. The tears from the corners of his eyes fell down and turned into beads. Ah Chun let out a soft cry and quickly caught the beads.

After opening the window of Nanshan House facing the inner courtyard a crack, Ah Chun closed the door and closed it.

Nanshan was lying on the bed. The bed was so soft.

It is true that she is happy to stay up late, and it is also true that she is tired. After all, she is an old woman. Nanshan thought and soon fell asleep.

***

Bamboo house in Nanshan.

Gently opening her eyes, she saw that the heart pearl in her palm was shining slightly and growing slowly. Tonight it will be done.

The hair in front of me was blown by the wind, and the door of the bamboo house was pushed open.

"Brother Yi..." Nanshan went out to welcome him, only to find that standing at the door was Ao Yi, the youngest king of the Taotie tribe.

With a flick of Hao's wrist, Nanshan hid his heart pearl.

"Ao Yi, why are you here?" I saw a young man at the door dressed in black, standing in the night, his eyes filled with blood-colored light.

"Come and ask you to marry me." After tonight, nothing will be possible.

The boy's eyes were full of pleading.

"Ao Yi, you are being abrupt."

"Oh? Xuan Qing won't be too abrupt?"

"Ao Yi? What's wrong with you?" She didn't understand. She was a good playmate when she was a child, but her appearance changed at some point: "You know I like him."

"I know!" The young man in front of him, with his face drooping and bloodshot eyes, shouted as if he had experienced some kind of torture: "But I was the one who met you first! Why do you like him?"

"Ao Yi, I have always regarded you as my younger brother." Nanshan's eyes were cold. She knew that his character was not bad, but the entire fairy world knew what his family was going to do.

She couldn't abandon her family and the stability of the fairy world.

But for his sake, she was willing to give them a chance. She would keep their entire family safe, but she would just move to the end of the netherworld and never settle in the fairyland.

This is the limit of what she can do.

"Brother? Brother! Hahahaha, Nanshan, I am the same age as you! Why do you keep rejecting me? You should have known how much I admire you!"

Ao Yi raised his head and laughed. When he looked at Nanshan again, a mouthful of blood spurted out and he knelt down at the door.

"Ao Yi!" Nanshan stepped forward quickly, trying to help him up.

Ao Yi stretched out his long arms and held the woman supporting him in his arms: "Nanshan, I have been thinking about this moment for a long time, and I am almost going crazy."

The young man paused: "If you don't want to be with me, then we will go through reincarnation together, okay?"

"Ao Yi, calm down." Nanshan wanted to break free from his arms, but felt a pain in her shoulder. Ao Yi showed his fangs and embedded the Soul Chasing Lock into her flesh and blood.