Of the gorgeous clan is none other than Qing

Due to an accident in Song Yuqing, the departure time was delayed, and Shang Yun Qinghe just arrived at the Yaohuang Temple, so he told Die Die and other disciples not to rush back to Lingyun Mountain overnight.

This sudden news made the frowning Butterfly and the others smile and discuss in private. This must not be the meaning of a strict master. Seeing how their 'teacher's wife' was injured, just looking at the anxious look of the master from a distance, it seems...very serious.

Butterfly knocked on the door of Song Yuqing's room lightly, and listened to the response inside the door. After a while, she really heard the sound of the door answering, so she slowly opened the door, and was about to speak with a smile, but saw her Her master was sitting in Mr. Song's room, she froze for a moment and stood there motionless.

"What is it, why don't you say it, and use it as a pillar at the door?" Shang Yunqinghe looked at the butterfly and said angrily, but what he was really angry with was not the butterfly, but Song Feiqing, who had never opened his eyes to look at him since he came back. .

Butterfly replied subconsciously: "Yes, yes, I, I, I..."

"What am I?"

"Hey, don't be so fierce. Butterfly is scared by you. Butterfly, what's the matter with you?" Song Yiqing was putting the little guy brought back in the afternoon in the temporary nest when he heard someone knocking on the door. As soon as he entered the door, he heard Shang Yun Qinghe's ferocious voice. He thought it was wrong to treat his disciples like this, especially his own disciples.

Shang Yun Qinghe also knew that he was talking too loudly, but when he thought of the chief culprit who caused him to be so innocent and preached to him with an innocent face, he felt even more depressed in his heart, so he simply snorted and said: "Am I being fierce? Butterfly, what are you doing in Song Feiqing's room instead of resting at night? You won't come to me if you have something to do?"

"I..." Butterfly forced herself to be calm on the surface, but she was depressed in her heart. God, what happened to my master? Recently, the strange symptoms of uncertain weather have become more and more frequent!

Song Feiqing thinks about it too, Shang Yun Qinghe, the patriarch, and his master are by his side, why don't you go to him if you have something to do?

Butterfly was stared at by the four piercing eyes, and couldn't stand it any longer. She closed her eyes and said loudly: "Master, I'm not looking for you. I'm here to ask on behalf of my brothers and sisters. Is Mr. Song's injury better? This afternoon When I saw him, he was seriously injured."

After saying a word, the room was silent, as if I could hear the little guy's snoring just now, but now there was no sound. Butterfly carefully opened one eye, shrunk her neck and scanned the range of sight.

"Stand up and open your eyes!"

With a stern shout, Die Die subconsciously stood at attention in fright, as if she was punished to stand for disobedience when she was a child learning the rules, standing quietly.

"Ha!" A sneer, and then Song Yuqing said: "You really can teach a child, well, don't make things difficult for Butterfly." As he spoke, he walked to Die Die's side, patted her on the shoulder, and said softly, "Your master is just a child himself. , ignore her, thank you for your concern, I'm much better, look..." He raised the bandaged arm to the butterfly's eyes, blinked at him and said, "It's so tight, as long as I don't move around, I will It's getting better soon, it's getting late, you all go back to rest early, and thank those brothers who are guarding outside for me, you all worked hard today."

"Yeah, okay, young master, hey, I really want to call you mistress, hey, don't be angry," she whispered in Song Feiqing's ear, "I really think that you are much better than master."

Song Yuqing slyly smiled and said: "Really, how can you see it?"

Seeing him like this, Butterfly blushed and her heart beat immediately, she gasped for breath, couldn't say a word, only shyly dodged, Song Yuqing didn't force it, she just suppressed her laugh, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

Shang Yun Qinghe has been so ignored all this time, seeing his apprentice and... and Song Feiqing flirting and scolding in his sight, he was so angry that his teeth itched, but he couldn't get into a fit, so he coughed loudly and said along the way: "Don't get out and go rest!"

Frightened by this voice, Butterfly changed from a shy and beautiful girl to a cute little apprentice. She said "yes" softly, and went to rest in a dejected manner.

After the people left, Song Weiqing took a serious look at Shang Yun Qinghe, and said solemnly: "Aren't you going to rest?"

Shang Yun Qinghe took a look at Song Feiqing, and then turned his attention to the 'thing' they paid the most attention to the whole afternoon - the little guy.

He pointed to the snow-white fox cat, and said in a deep voice: "You rescued this fox cat from the python's mouth. Didn't you say you would let it go, why did you keep him instead?"

Song Feiqing quickly retorted: "You didn't see that his injury is still not healed. What if it has trouble moving and encounters something dangerous?"

Shang Yun Qinghe frowned slightly, and asked puzzledly: "You are a big man, why do you like this kind of fluffy and soft guy, it's enough!"

Song Fuqing pursed her lips when she heard the words, and said in a low voice: "It's too boring, it's better to have something by your side than to be alone."

"What did you say?" Qinghe immediately asked, he looked at Song Feiqing in surprise, he really couldn't believe that such words would come out of his mouth, is this person the Dasheng Xianwang he knows?

The stern prince, living in the power struggle, how could he be afraid of loneliness, his strong ambition is enough to support him to be busy fighting for power every day, who has ever heard of a scheming prince who would keep pets because of loneliness.

Shang Yun Qinghe's eyes were deep, like a deep pool, and the black yoyo seemed to twinkle with stars, but no one knew what was hidden in the bottom of the pool, and he walked towards Song Yuqing step by step, his deep voice seemed to carry distant strength , stretched out his hand to tightly hold Song Yuqing's chin, and said frustratingly: "Do you want to keep it? Do you know that a fox cat that is only this big may be a dangerous creature, are you sure?"

Song Feiqing quietly looked at Shang Yun Qinghe at this moment, he was sure that he had never known this person, even if it was only for a long time, but he did not, in the short time he spent together, Shang Yun Qinghe gave him a lot of feelings Sometimes it makes him angry and disgusted, but there are also some times when he likes, even looks forward to, expecting a better side of him, but always when he is looking forward to it, this person breaks what he is looking forward to, and makes the short-lived moment in his heart Happiness is instantly extinguished.

The place in the heart felt like being pricked by a needle, once, the pain was so painful that he forgot what it was like to bleed.

"Correct!"

"you dare!"

"Of course I dare, I can do whatever I want, you don't care!"

"Can you say that again!"

"Let me go!" Song Yiqing shook off Shang Yun Qinghe's palm holding his chin, and the anger made the wound he treated in the afternoon began to ooze blood again, and the spring water that wanted to open the gate kept flowing Qin threw gauze, wet the clothes, and finally left it on the ground along the palm.

But he didn't notice it at all, the constant ups and downs of his chest and his beating heart showed how angry he was now, and the feeling of suffocation kept coming, and he felt a little dizzy.

Shang Yun Qinghe was also very angry. He didn't know why the two of them who were fine just now seemed to have stepped on a series of landmines, and they exploded continuously. Unsteady, he wanted to support him, but he felt a tingling pain on his arm when he stretched out his hand just now, followed by the feeling that his arm was entangled by something white all the time, and a pair of fiery red pupils were fiercely stared at him.

"Bastard, let go!" Shang Yunqinghe couldn't help cursing, wanted to grab the fox cat's head and throw him out, but before he touched it, he stopped, he didn't want Song Feiqing to get angry again, He did not want.

The spirit card in the clothes seemed to sense the pain of the owner, and it flashed blue and white light one after another. The light spread from Song Feiqing's chest, extending inch by inch to his heart, and gradually penetrated into his heart. With every heartbeat, it flowed Entering seven channels and eight channels gradually relieved the discomfort of the owner.

Shang Yun Qinghe didn't pay attention to the fox cat anymore, and he didn't use much strength to control it, just trying to pose a threat to him, but how could Shang Yun Qinghe pay attention to its little tricks, after directly ignoring it, put the still dizzy Song Yiqing helped him to the side of the bed and sat down, and took his pulse again.

After a long while, he looked at Song Yuqing who had obviously improved, frowned and said, "There are still invisible hidden dangers in your heart, but fortunately you have a spirit card. Sickness should not be angered."

Song Feiqing looked at him, and said softly: "I can't blame you all, I don't know what's wrong, I've been emotionally unstable lately, and I often get sulking, you just happened to bump into my fuse, but, I still want to remind you You, don't come here to provoke me all the time."

"Who... don't be sentimental. Whoever provokes you, I will definitely like to provoke you, no matter how confident you are."

With obviously pale lips, Song Feiqing took a breath and said softly: "Really? You picked my chin, didn't you mean to provoke me, but couldn't help it?"

"You!" Shang Yun Qinghe immediately calmed down. Tonight's anger was wrong. He shook off the prisoner who was leaning on his arm, and only heard a "woo woo", and the little fox cat was easily thrown to the ground. .

Then before he could continue his efforts, Shang Yunqinghe grabbed Song Feiqing's head, his hot lips consciously locked Song Feiqing's dry lips, tossing and turning, attacking the city, vowing to grab that flexible tongue and compete with him .

The atmosphere at this moment seems to be too harmonious, because there is no intense gunpowder just now, and it seems very weird, because the little fox cat is looking at them stupidly with its head tilted, but it also seems very warm, and the intertwined lips and tongues seem to be very warm. Without chasing and plundering, it seems to be a lingering lingering love and longing for each other.

"Are you saying that I deliberately provoke you, or can't help it?" Shang Yunqinghe rubbed Song Feiqing's ear with his lips, and asked in a low voice, "Or, you can't help it, huh?"

Song Yiqing chuckled, took a breath, and said in a suffocated voice: "The wound is open again, bandage it up again."

Shang Yun Qinghe looked down, his clothes were already red, he was startled, he didn't say anything, immediately brought gauze and ointment, and dealt with it patiently, while Song Feiqing enjoyed it very much, watching him deal with it carefully , still not forgetting to jokingly say: "Oh, as expected of a doctor, with this skill, this attitude, tsk tsk, seeing those big girls and young wives, I'm afraid their hearts will be so secretly agreed."

Shang Yun Qinghe narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Feiqing. After the bandage was fastened, he couldn't wait to hold his waist, and gritted his teeth in his ear: "Sooner or later, I will make you unable to get out of bed!"

Song Yuqing snorted, "I'm looking forward to it!"

Shang Yun Qinghe looked at Song Feiqing for a long time, and finally brushed his fingertips slightly over his lips, and whispered: "Song Feiqing, you are really an elusive person." The voice was long and distant.

He slapped Shang Yun Qinghe's hand away, and replied with the same volume: "Really, you are also an elusive person."