It was cold back then

Qi Sang was surprised: "What? It won't get better in a year or so?"

Gongling said: "Now I can pass on the skills for her and keep her life safe, but my skills can last at most three months. If I continue to do this for a long time, I will suffer a deficiency myself. After three months, I can only rely on medicine to save her life." As for her, when I say a year or so, I mean she will fully recover, and if she takes good care of her and there are no accidents in the middle, three months is enough for her to come and go freely."

Qi Sang said in shock, "Just because of the two heart-protecting pills? This backlash is too severe."

Gong Ling said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid that's not the case, Xizhu must still have old injuries." When he said this, he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Qi Sang, and said with a half-smile, "You seem to be very worried about her?"

Qi Sang was stunned for a moment, and said with a strange expression: "Which of your eyes can tell that I'm worried about her."

Gong Ling pursed her lips and said, "Both eyes have seen it."

Qi Sang pursed her lips and said disdainfully: "That means you are blind, she lied to me and used me, she fell off a cliff and tried to kill me before in the cave, do you think I am so compassionate and still worry about her? I'm afraid I'm not sick."

Gong Ling said with a smile: "Miss Yue, the onlookers are clear."

Qi Sang put her hands on her hips: "Shut up, please, you are not a good thing. Both of you have harmed me. Let me tell you, evil will be rewarded with evil. Sooner or later, God will accept you. At that time, I would wake up laughing from a dream.”

Gong Ling looked at her meaningfully, and said softly: "Young lady won't, I think she is kind-hearted, but she is eloquent and not forgiving, her nature is good, not to mention that I have helped her too, right? You can get rid of the prejudice against Gong, and you and I will be a family from now on."

"Who wants to be a family with you?" Qi Sang rolled her eyes, "You let me take the blame for you, so it's only natural for you to unlock the magic spell for me. If your merits and demerits even out, you still owe me the understanding." don't know!"

Gong Ling said: "Speaking of the art of enshrining the gods, these days have passed, do you remember anything?"

Qi Sang was angry: "What a ghost! I don't remember anything, are you fooling me?"

Then Gong Ling frowned and said, "I didn't remember anything? It shouldn't be."

Qi Sang said: "Why should I lie to you!"

Gong Ling looked at her for a while, then shook her head: "I did solve the Conferred God Technique for you, logically speaking, it shouldn't be impossible to remember anything."

Qi Sang stared at him: "Then what's going on!"

Gong Ling thought for a while, squinting his eyes and said: "Your soul is not abnormal, it's just amnesia. Unlocking the Conferred God Art will definitely recall the past," paused, "Unless your soul has also been tampered with, but today's martial arts , I can't think of anyone with this ability, this is a bit strange, let me think about it."

Hearing his words, Qisang's heart couldn't help but move.

Is it because she is not the original owner?

The original owner is already dead, her soul has returned to the west long ago, and her memories are naturally annihilated, and this body is now filled with Qisang who has traveled through time. The needle was also taken out, but the memory of the original owner no longer exists, Qisang is not her, could it be because of this that she can't remember anything?

Reasonably speaking, this speculation is very likely.

It seems that she has no way of knowing what happened to the original owner before, and whether or not she can understand the magic spell is actually meaningless to her. Fortunately, Qi Sang doesn't care much about the original owner's past, so she has nothing to regret.

Seeing that Gongling fell silent, as if she was thinking about it, Qisang was afraid of revealing her secrets and didn't want to talk to him, so she walked to the door and said, "Then think about it slowly, old man, I'm leaving."

"Wait a minute," Gong Ling came back to her senses, and opened the door first, "Xi Zhu has to be taken care of here, she will probably wake up at night, so you stay here."

Qi Sang was not happy: "There are so many maids in this pavilion, why should I be the nurse?"

Gong Ling turned her head and smiled: "Compared to other people, Xi Zhu definitely wants to see you more."

Qisang pushed him twice, trying to get out: "I don't want it! I took care of her with painstaking efforts. After she recovers, she will find ways to make things difficult for me. I'm not a gentleman who repays good with good. Come on!"

Gongling laughed lightly, stretched out his hand and pushed her back, and before Qisang could respond, he quickly closed the two wooden doors, and said earnestly: "Miss Yue, bystanders can see clearly, although you feel uneasy right now, but In the future, you will be grateful to Gong."

"How grateful I am to you..." Before she finished speaking, she realized that the wooden door couldn't be pushed open at all. Qi Sang cursed, "Are you sick! Open the door for me!"

"It's been a long night, the girl and Xi Zhu get along well."

After leaving this sentence flutteringly, Gong Ling turned around and left immediately.

He didn't know what kind of evil recipe he had used on the wooden door, no matter how hard Qisang tried to shake it, Qisang kicked it violently.

"Bastard! Come back to me!"

It was night outside, the corridor was dark, and the room was equally dark.

After wrestling with the tight wooden door for a while, Qisang didn't have the energy to make a fuss anymore, so she took out the torch and lit the candle lamp, and sullenly moved a small bench to sit on the side of the couch.

It has been almost a month since she set off from Sheng'an City to the Beiming Mountains. During this time, she either slept in a carriage or slept in the open in the mountains. I felt that I didn't expect to be robbed by that boy halfway, so forget it, but now I return to Duguan and still have no bed to sleep in. It's a bit too much!

Qi Sang propped her chin with both hands, and looked at Meng Qing who was sleeping on the bed with drooping eyelids.

Not long after, she fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

……

Meng Qing was awakened by a sudden noise.

The sound was not small, as if something suddenly fell to the ground with a "boom".

The beautiful eyes opened suddenly, and the slightly misty eyes were wrapped in awe-inspiring killing intent. When the person stood up, a dark red long sword broke through the window with the force of thunder.

The pale face was gloomy and gloomy, and the red dress was precariously hanging on his shoulders. Meng Qing caught Shuiyun smoothly and searched for the source of the sound reflexively. Also failed to notice.

It wasn't until her eyes touched the figure on the ground that all her vigilance and vigilance relaxed for a moment.

I saw a small bench tilted by the side of the couch, and a girl with a peaceful sleeping face was lying on one side, sleeping soundly. Her slightly green face was resting on her arms. It's not the usual blue and black, but a little brownish yellow, reflecting the dim candlelight, and the hair is soft, like a well-behaved little animal.

The rouge skirt spread out, and the night breeze blew gently, bringing in a burst of fresh saponin fragrance.

The tense nerves gradually relaxed, and Shui Yunzhuo slipped off the floor with a "light" from the palm of his hand. Meng Qing heaved a sigh of relief, shook his body twice, and sat back on the couch weakly.

Probably disturbed by the movement of Shui Yunzhuo, Qi Sang turned over with dissatisfaction, muttered a few times before losing consciousness again.

Meng Qing supported the bed with both hands, her breathing was disordered.

The action just now was almost intentional. It has become a habit to be on guard for many years. When I hear any sound at night, my body will react instinctively. But now that I have calmed down, I feel a splitting headache. There seems to be a wooden stick in my mind. Limbs and limbs were in excruciating pain. Although it was a little better than the previous few days, the fishy sweetness in my throat was still lingering.

After half a stick of incense, she finally regained some strength, but she couldn't avoid the blackness in front of her eyes when she moved, and the buzzing in her head.

The windows were not closed tightly, and the small windows were half-closed, and the cool wind kept blowing in, making the body a little chilly.

"Ah!"

As if being blown by that gust of wind, Qisang sneezed loudly in her sleep.

People have no intention of waking up.

Meng Qing looked at her, suppressed the discomfort and got down on the couch.

Her whole body was weak, her steps were weak, and she lost her balance before taking two steps and fell beside Qisang.

The room was quiet, only her rapid panting could be heard, trying to calm down for a while, Meng Qing slowly reached out and pulled Qisang into her arms.

The floor was cold, and so was her body.

He wanted to carry her back to sleep on the couch, but failed to stand up after several attempts, the remaining strength disappeared, and Meng Qing took her back to the ground without strength.

Feelings of exhaustion swarmed over, and the Lingtai became chaotic in an instant, she pulled the outer shirt twice to cover Qisang, and then fell asleep again.

The night quietly retreated, and the sky gradually brightened.

Hearing some disciples starting to move in the market outside, it became more noisy after a while, Qisang was awakened by the noisy movement, her eyelids were heavy and she couldn't open her eyes, she felt that her whole body was very cold, and the morning breeze It made her tremble.

In a daze, there seemed to be a familiar fragrance floating on the tip of her nose, and there seemed to be something unusually warm and soft sticking to her. Realizing this, she quickly squeezed towards that place, squeezed again, and found After getting close to it, it was really warm, so he greedily hugged the thing to the bear, wishing to stick himself firmly to it.

While she was drowsy, she felt that someone beside her moved, and then a pair of hands wrapped around her neck and hugged her.

The embrace was warm and fragrant, and one hand was gently stroking her forehead.

Qisang's sleepy bug ran away immediately.

She hurriedly opened her eyes, first she saw a section of soft red dress, and then looked up to see a cold and bloodless face, which was different from any time before, at this moment, the expression on this face was exceptionally calm, There is no other emotion, although the complexion is not very good, but the person is still beautiful, and the beauty is also unique.

The eyebrows are stretched, the pupils hidden by the long eyelashes are like black zircons, the eyes that have always been shining with brilliance are very quiet at this moment, they only look down at her quietly.

Qi Sang looked at her blankly for a while, and finally asked, "When did you wake up?"

Meng Qing said slowly: "Just now."

These two short words came out of her mouth, hoarse beyond recognition.

Qi Sang looked around and recalled a moment: "Then when did you sleep here?"

"Last night," Meng Qing said softly, "you fell off the stool."

Qisang looked again at the small bench beside her lying on all fours: she didn't have the slightest impression.

"I dropped mine, why did you drop it too?"

Meng Qing was silent for a moment, then said: "I woke up thirsty and wanted to call you."

Qi Sang understood: "You wanted me to bring you tea and water, but you didn't wake me up and fell asleep on the floor."

Meng Qing let out a "huh".

Qi Sang was silent, staring at her hand and said: "Then why are you hugging me?"

Meng Qing withdrew her hand and said flatly, "You came here first."

Qi Sang glanced at her twice: "Oh."

After she finished speaking, she sat up supporting herself, and heard the battle outside getting louder.

"It's so early in the morning, what's going on in the pass?"

Meng Qing replied: "According to the date, Hai Long should have arrived."

"Hailongyou?"

"Duguan holds the Sea Dragon Tour every year in early June, which is considered a festival."

After traveling for so long and haven't celebrated any festival, Qisang couldn't help being a little curious: "How do you celebrate this festival?"

Meng Qing said: "Nothing special, just an ordinary festival."

Qi Sang wanted to ask more questions, but suddenly she heard the wooden door "squeak" open, and before she could turn around, she heard Gong Ling's voice: "You two got along well last night...why did you sleep on the floor?"

Qi Sang hurriedly jumped up, and complained: "You still say! I have been bumping in this carriage for a month, and I can't even get a good sleep when I come back. It's all your fault!"

Gong Ling looked at the two of them back and forth, and said with a smile on her face: "How can you blame Gong, the girl on the ready-made bed in the room refused to sleep, and even pulled Xizhu off the ground. She is hurting, and the ground is like this." Cold is not good for your body."

Hearing this, Qisang had no choice but to bend down and help Meng Qing back on the couch, and she didn't forget to reply: "Don't open your eyes and talk nonsense, I didn't pull her down, I was so cold to death this night, if I catch a cold I will definitely be the first to infect you!"

"Cold? Contagion?" Gong Ling paused, "What do you mean?"

Qi Sang didn't lie, she really had a headache right now, but she didn't want to talk nonsense with this person, so she said with a cold face: "Forget it if you don't understand, since you're here, I'm leaving. "

After she finished speaking, she was afraid that Gong Ling would find some excuse to stop her, and ran away from the door as if oiling the soles of her feet.