It was cold back then

The room is spacious and bright, the windows are half closed, on the soft wooden couch, the woman in red is lying quietly, her brows are furrowed, and the neck is covered with cold sweat, as if she has not slept soundly.

She has been in a coma for six days.

Qi Sang stood at the door for a while, after thinking about it, she walked to the couch and sat down.

There was a basin of clear water next to the dressing table. She took out the handkerchief in her arms, and when she was about to soak it in some water, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the pattern embroidered on the handkerchief.

The gorgeous flowers bloom just right, the petals are thin and fluttering, bright red like fire, I forgot to take a closer look before, and Qisang realized that the embroidered flowers on the handkerchief turned out to be Bana flowers.

The material is very thin, without any sense of staleness. This handkerchief is obviously newly made.

She didn't know what to think of, she shook her head, a slightly sad smile appeared on her face, but it was fleeting.

These days, I have been living outside without a fixed place, and I have no condition to take a bath. When Qisang came back, she smelled something unspeakable on her body, but when she wiped Meng Qing's sweat, there was a pleasant smell. The delicate fragrance still seems to linger on the tip of the nose.

What's the matter with this man?She thought to herself, why does she still smell so good after not taking a bath for a few days?

It is really maddening to compare people to people. Some people are born as fairies, while others are clay dolls all their lives. God is really unfair.

While complaining, she wiped the face clean and returned to its original appearance. After washing the handkerchief once, she pulled back the quilt and took Meng Qing's collar off her shoulders.

The fair skin was instantly exposed to the eyes, the slender neck, the smooth fragrant shoulders, and the delicate and beautiful thin collarbone. Moving down, you can even see two faint arcs.

Qi Sang bent over, and couldn't help but take a second look when she saw this.

The person in the red shirt is covered in snow-white, like creamy fat. His long black hair is scattered around the pillow, and the open collar reveals a beautiful scene. Although the beauty does not have the radiant face of the past, she has another rare weakness. Liu Fufeng's morbid beauty, this appearance, even if she is also a woman, it is difficult not to be amazed by it and let her imagination run wild.

Qi Sang was about to bend her waist.

She stood up straight, but never took her eyes off Meng Qing, but for some reason, every time she looked at him, she felt that the irritability in her heart became stronger.

This strange feeling of irritability has also appeared in the cave before, and this is the second time. She doesn't understand what she is irritating, but she just can't help it, and she feels like there is a burning fire burning in her heart. Roasting the internal organs is a bit unbearable.

She frowned, covered her heart with her hands, and murmured: "Is there something wrong with me...?"

Suspicious for a while, as if she couldn't stand the restlessness, Qisang turned her head to look to the other side, raised her hand and wiped Meng Qing's chest a few times at random, her movements were quick, and finally she pulled her back very quickly. Clothes, and then "whoosh" covered the half-opened quilt back.

After doing this, she jumped to the wooden table outside and sat down as if fleeing.

What are you doing, she is going to kill you, but you still take care of her with good intentions?Are you the Holy Mother of the White Lotus!

Qisang was in a complicated mood, but her mind was blank. She sat at the table for a while, and felt that the fragrance in the room was getting stronger and stronger. When she smelled it, she was almost out of breath, so she kicked it away annoyed. The door ran out.

As the sea breeze blew, the fragrance also disappeared, but the restlessness in my heart did not diminish at all.

Qi Sang was lying on the railing in a daze, and after a short while, she heard soft footsteps coming from her side.

She was not in a good mood at the moment, and she didn't have the heart to look up when she heard someone coming. She just stared at the disciples coming and going downstairs and lost her mind. After a while, the footsteps stopped behind her, and only heard a The young voice asked, "What is the girl doing?"

It was a man with a young voice.

Qi Sang thought it was some male guard in the pavilion, so she casually replied, "Look at the scenery."

The man said again: "The girl said she was looking at the scenery, but her eyes fell on the bottom, and you didn't see you looking around. In my opinion, the girl is not looking at the scenery, but has something on her mind."

Qi Sang dangled her hands in mid-air and said after hearing the words: "You're right, so tell me, what's on my mind?"

The man paused, and said leisurely: "The world of mortals is noisy, people's hearts are impetuous, everyone has their own troubles, but all in all, it's nothing more than daily necessities, rice, oil, salt and love for children. The girl is well dressed and her status in the pavilion is not low. I think She is not troubled by livelihood, so I guess, the girl is troubled by love."

Although Qi Sang didn't look back, she laughed when she heard it.

As far as being trapped by love, she was really trapped by love some time ago. She only wanted to conquer Yue Chuhan and return to the real world, but she had to give up later. There is another aspect of Yue Chuhan's murder of his father and enemy, that is, he feels guilty towards Yue Chuhan and feels that he is unfair to her.

And now she has accepted the fact that she can't go back, and she has made up her mind not to harm Yue Chuhan any more. The only trouble is that Meng Qing refuses to let her go. How can there be such a thing as being trapped by love?

The man spoke in a gentle manner, which sounded a bit kind, so Qi Sang shook her head and imitated his polite tone and said, "No, no, I'm not trapped by love. If I don't have love, why am I so troubled?" ?”

Then I heard the man say: "Onlookers are clear, authorities are confused, maybe the girl is just in love and doesn't know it."

Qi Sang became interested, and asked back: "Then how did you conclude that I must be trapped by love?"

The man smiled and said: "Because when I saw the girl entering this door, her face was quite calm, but when she came out, it was complicated. It shows that there must be something between the girl and the person inside."

Qi Sang was silent, raised her eyebrows subconsciously, and then turned around.

Even though she guessed in her heart that this person with extraordinary conversation should not be a disciple guard, but when the handsome face with clear outline and deep features came into sight, she still couldn't hold back and cried out.

"you you you you……!"

The man smiled at her, nodded and said, "Miss Yue, we meet again."

Qisang's face turned pale.

The pores all over her body dilated in an instant, cold sweat poured out, and she backed away like a ghost: "You, aren't you dead? Damn it... It's really a hell in broad daylight... I'm leaving! Don't follow me!"

As she said, she turned her head and tried to run away, but her legs were so weak that her whole body was weak, and she staggered and fell to the ground after taking a step forward.

Hearing a sound of "Boom!", her forehead came into close contact with the cold and hard stone slab, and Qisang was thrown so that her eyes stared at him.

The man laughed and said: "Girl, you don't need to perform such a big gift, get up quickly."

As soon as the words fell, he took two steps forward to help Qisang, but when he saw him stretching out a hand towards him, Qisang was frightened out of his wits, and screamed heart-piercingly: "Help, help! Ah——! Help!"

Her movement was really serious, the man had no choice but to cover her mouth, and said with both laughter and laughter: "Miss, calm down first, don't be afraid, I am not a ghost, I am a living person."

Qi Sang hurriedly struggled away, retreating and shouting: "Go! Go, go! I didn't kill you, so don't look for me! Go back!

"Where are you going?"

"Go back to the underworld!"

"I have done good deeds and accumulated virtue all my life. After I die, I will naturally go to heaven. How could I go to hell?"

The man smiled kindly at her: "Well, I'm not dead, I'm still alive."

Qi Sang was shocked: "You didn't die? But you obviously died. Even Zhao Mianmian said that you are exhausted and powerless."

The man in front of him was a young man, and he was wearing an elegant green shirt. Could it be the King of Medicine who died on Fuyu Island?

Gong Ling helped her up, and said in a gentle voice: "The long-lost turtle breath technique, Mian Mian is still young, and she has never seen it before. It is reasonable for her not to see through it."

So he faked his death on Fuyu Island that day?Qisang's chest was still pounding, she swallowed and said, "Then why are you lying? Do you know that you died suddenly that day, and everyone who caused you thought that I had done something wrong to you, and I still Almost got hacked to death by them!"

Gong Ling said with a smile: "I said earlier that as long as I teach you the rejuvenation technique, not only will they not kill you, but they will treat you like a reborn parent. You didn't want to and missed the opportunity."

It was her fault!Qi Sang asked: "I am not close to you, nor have we known each other before. Why do you choose me? I think you have ulterior motives, but you want to use me to take the blame. You must not want Fuyu Island anymore, but It’s not good to blatantly give way, caught in a dilemma between the west and the east, and doing that is to get rid of myself, and I am the one who attracts everyone’s attention!”

Hearing her words, Gong Ling immediately showed admiration: "Xi Zhu once said that you are a silly girl with an ignorant mind, but now it seems that is not the case, the girl's mind is quite sensitive."

What he said was clever, and Qisang who heard it didn't know whether to be angry with Meng Qing for calling her stupid, or to praise her for being flexible.

He snorted and said, "You are indeed using me!"

Gong Ling nodded: "In the matter of Fuyu Island, Gong did take advantage of the girl. Although it is a bit late, I still have to say sorry to the girl."

"I'm sorry for the fart!" Qi Sang was furious, "It seems that you and Meng Qing are old acquaintances, and everything that happened on Fuyu Island was planned by the two of you together, so I'm surprised. How much debt did you owe you in your previous life? Why do you hold on to me? Use it again and again, what do you think of me?!"

Gong Ling said: "Of course I treat the girl as my own, otherwise, how could I entrust the rejuvenation technique to you alone?"

Qi Sang sneered: "According to what you mean, I have to be grateful to Dade that you have a crush on me? I don't care about your rejuvenation technique! Did you ask me for my opinion before giving it to me? Am I willing? When you are about to die, there is Tell me? You are really a nest of snakes and rats, and the two of you have the same virtues. No wonder the Seven Star Pavilion has a bad reputation. Compared with Biyun Villa, the people here have a black conscience, and there is no good one!"

She was merciless when she scolded people, and she didn't say anything nice, but Gongling was not annoyed at all, instead she said with a smile: "Young girl has resentment in her heart, so it's good to vent it, but more of these things will happen in the future." Time to discuss, the most important thing right now is to look at Xi Zhu's injury first."

After he finished speaking, before Qisang could respond, he opened the door and walked in.

Qisang was in a fit of anger, and wanted to have a good fight with this person to vent his anger, but he didn't expect his reaction to be so calm, as if a heavy fist had hit the cotton, Qisang was so angry that he couldn't hold it back. To suffocate.

Helpless, she had no choice but to follow into the room furiously, and saw Gong Ling helping Meng Qing up, the two sat opposite each other, and passed on the exercises on the wooden couch.

This is good, she came in to heal Meng Qing's wounds, and she didn't intend to talk to her anymore, and Qisang couldn't disturb her, so she could only hold back her anger and watch from the sidelines.

The atmosphere in the room became tense in an instant, and the two palms were pressed together, and the whole body was filled with awe-inspiring qi, and the scene was a bit dignified.

This teaching lasted about two hours. Qisang was a little interested at first, after all, it was the first time she saw such a thing with her own eyes. After a long time, she became bored waiting until it was getting dark outside and it was already dusk. When he was sinking, he saw that Gong Ling slowly withdrew his hand, with a layer of sweat on his forehead, looking a little struggling.

Unable to support herself, Meng Qingfu fell back again, her appearance remained unchanged. Gong Ling tucked in the bedding for her. When she lay down on the bed, her figure was obviously a little unstable, and her feet floated a few steps, but she also supported the bed post in time to stand still.

Qisang hurriedly ran to the bed and took a look at Meng Qing, and saw that although her complexion did not improve, her brows relaxed a lot. These two hours should have helped a little, so she asked, "Tell her the truth as you do. Gong, how long will it take to heal?"

Gong Ling went to the table and poured two cups of tea, breathlessly said: "Her true qi has been exhausted, her qi and blood have been depleted, and she will not come back after recuperating for a year or so."

The author has something to say: Sangsang: "Don't talk nonsense, it's nothing, I just bent over."

感谢在2020-04-0721:00:00~2020-04-0821:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Longmei galloping past;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!