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As we all know, Gao Youyou has a stubborn temper.

He has never been hard-pressed, the most he can say is a sincere "Old Gao".

Or a soft and sweet "yoyo".

But now he can't eat anything.

A person who has made up his mind can't be pulled back by nine cows.

I can only try my best to persuade him to stay, at least for a few more days.

"Old Gao, you haven't finished repaying my favor..."

Gao Youyou glared at me: "It's you who don't want me to kill enemies and practice struggles."

I withdrew my tone: "Then you haven't paid off Miracle Doctor Luo's debt yet..."

Gao Youyou said indifferently: "After digging out the dung for two years, isn't it enough?"

My tone was suffocated, and I said again: "You just use these old wounds to kill people, can't you take care of them for a while?"

Gao Youyou gave me a sharp look: "I'm too lazy to watch you and him fall in love."

I feel a little guilty now, and my face is inexplicably ashamed.

No need to explain too clearly, we all know who this "he" is.

At the beginning Gao Youyou wanted to kill and fight, although he intended to be entrusted by me, but it was also because he could not see others betraying and humiliating me, because he himself had experienced such suffering and betrayal.

But I gave up revenge and fell in love with my enemy again.

For him, this is undoubtedly a "betrayal" in another sense.

Because it means that all the strength, injuries, and blood shed when he was fighting for revenge are all meaningless.

It became a ridiculous and superfluous thing like a bubble.

He didn't break up with me just because he still couldn't let go.

Can't bear to part with his only and best friend in this life.

But it is absolutely impossible for him to stay and watch me love Qiu Lianzheng, or watch Qiu Lianzheng love me.

The only thing I can persuade him is to take more time to heal his injuries.

Gao Youyou nodded.

But he doesn't intend to be with us to recuperate.

Without saying anything, he jumped from one roof to another, and flew from one kind of eaves to another kind of eaves.

I watched his figure disappear under the layers of eaves, sighed, went down the roof full of thoughts, and went back to Qiu Lianzheng's room, only to see his hair hanging loosely on his temples, and he was wearing a robe indiscriminately. Fiddle with something on the table.

As soon as I approached, he was about to say something, but when he saw that my expression was different, he immediately had a look of excitement: "What? You and Gao Youyou fought?"

I nodded instinctively, then shook my head immediately, how can anyone see a fight with this guy?I can't fight with Gao Youyou, it's just a little disagreement about killing people.

Qiu Lianzheng restrained his expression, and said solemnly: "It's not a fight, it's a quarrel?"

I nodded while drinking water.

He was silent for a moment, then quietly said: "Is it because I quarreled?"

My hand holding the teacup froze, and immediately put it down. He thought for a while, but said: "If it's for me, you should go after him."

My saliva almost got stuck in my trachea, I choked a few mouthfuls and asked, "You want me to chase him back?"

Qiu Lianzheng said naturally: "An arrogant person can always see the strengths of an arrogant person—I am arrogant, and he is also rebellious, but he does regard you as a friend. Naturally, you should coax him back, chase him back, and let him come back." It is better for him to be angry in front of me than for him to show his strength outside and lose his life."

Good guy, knowing that your arrogance has not changed, knowing that he will be angry, you want him back?

But now even if I want to get him back, I can't get him back. He is a mysterious person, who knows when he will appear?

I looked at Qiu Lianzheng suspiciously: "Have you changed your temper? Didn't you used to be the most at odds with Gao Youyou? You yell at him every day, why do you still encourage me to coax him now? No Are you hiding some bad idea?"

Qiu Lianzheng glared at me: "I'm sitting up straight, how can you think of me like that?"

"What's that for?"

Qiu Lianzheng pointed to the large and small wounds on his body.

"Does it hurt you to see him hurting me?"

I thought about it, nodded: "It's a little bit."

"That's it." Qiu Lianzheng smiled fearlessly: "In the past when he hit me, you were only a little bit entangled, but your heart didn't hurt. Now the harder he hits me, the more you love me, the more you treat me. Well, in this way, wouldn't it be that I made a profit? He lost?"

I thought he was sensible, but in the end, this man's innocence was still lying there recklessly. In order to make me love him, he stopped being a human being. I was so angry that I knocked him on the head hard, and said angrily: " Are the wounds used for nonsense? If you don’t cherish your own body, how can you let others cherish you?”

Qiu Lianzheng immediately grabbed my hand and said, "Don't be upset, don't be sour, come with me."

Seeing his enthusiasm, I was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

Qiu Lianzheng immediately urged me to sit in front of the dressing table, then unpacked my messy hair again, and took a hair comb carved with sapphire flowing clouds, starting from the middle of the top of my head, combing it down one by one .

It turned out to be combing my hair, what a shame.

But it was probably the first time for him to comb someone else's hair, and he was inexplicably nervous when he combed the back. When he encountered some curly hair balls, it was like a craftsman chopping a messy rope with a knife. With a "hiss", he stopped and said in fear, "I, did I hurt you again?"

I squeezed out a smile on purpose: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

It hurts but it doesn't hurt.

Just a little bald.

Was pulled off a lot.

Qiu Lianzheng took a deep breath, and continued to work hard. After the early stumbling, he became more cautious, but he seemed to be familiar with the direction and texture of the hair roots. He broke it when it should be broken, and let it go when it should be. This comb hair The movements became much smoother immediately, more than three thousand threads of troubles entered into his slender white fingers, folded, twisted and pulled again, it was like shark's silk wrapped around a jade pillar, there was nothing that could not be stretched straight.

On the dressing table, there is another purple agarwood incense used for peace of mind prepared by Liang Wan. With his fingertips dancing lightly on my hair, next to the earlobe, and between the top of the skull, I immediately feel calm. Many, the tense muscles relaxed, and I only focused on enjoying the moment of peace and tranquility when he brushed my hair.

In fact, I am not the only one who is prone to hair being pulled off when I comb my hair. As long as I don't care about this little thing, I can enjoy the joy of Mao Maochou dancing on my head with his fingertips.

After Maomaochou finished dancing with his fingertips, he wrapped my hair around the top, and suddenly took out a thing from his sleeve, and inserted it between the strands of hair.

I looked in the mirror and was shocked.

This... isn't this the original two wooden hairpins?

No, it's not the original one, it's actually a crystal clear ice hairpin!

Qiu Lianzheng didn't know how he did it, he took a wooden hairpin, and he was able to add a layer of ice to it with internal force. Now there is a layer of snow and ice on the outside, and the core of the wooden hairpin inside.

That's all, he also carved the shape of a five-petal plum blossom at the end of the hairpin. When viewed under the light, the shape is as bright and moist as crystal, shining brightly.

How did this happen?

I wanted to turn around, but Qiu Lianzheng stopped him: "Don't move, I'll cut it in for you."

I was a little embarrassed: "It's too fancy, and I'm not a girl. It's embarrassing for you to insert a crystal-like plum blossom hairpin."

Qiu Lianzheng straightened himself up, taking it for granted, "What's wrong with a beauty wearing a flower hairpin? I'm afraid you don't know that hairpins are fashionable in Shengjing these days, regardless of gender, and those princes with oily hair and pink face can wear them." Yes, can you wear it?"

……

This prince's son with oily hair and noodles wearing hairpins is quite embarrassing, but you are also very coquettish.

I won't call you Mao Maochou in the future, but call you Mao Maosao, okay?

When Mao Maosao withdrew his hand, I pretended to go back and stare at him, and scolded him for not recuperating properly and engaging in such flirtatious things. After he backed off, I put my whole face on the mirror to observe, turning left and right , Looking up and down, I felt that the bronze mirror was too blurry, so I wiped it several times before taking a picture, wishing to smooth the mirror surface and then take a look.

A broken hairpin is like a broken mirror. Instead of rebuilding or recirculating it, it is better to carve a new hairpin or repair it into a new mirror on this basis.

I was a little lost in front of the mirror, he just smiled softly when he saw me like this.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

Originally, I was a little embarrassed, and I didn't want to follow his coquettish nature.

But then he nodded slowly: "It's a bit nice, but it won't last long."

"I'll pinch it again when the ice melts." Qiu Lianzheng smiled, "But when I say it looks good, I'm not talking about the hairpin, but the face."

When I was taken aback, he immediately came up and put his face next to me. In the mirror, a small face of mine and a big face of his were reflected, and the mirror suddenly looked a little crowded, like a bunch of people in a photoshoot. Two sour lovers.

He sighed in a very serious tone: "Such two beautiful faces are rare."

Are you narcissistic or are you praising me?

I immediately squeezed him with my shoulders and bumped him with my face.

Qiu Lianzheng was as happy as he was, and he looked at ease even when pushed and squeezed.

At this moment of playing around, I suddenly remembered something, and said: "I was inspired by you, but I remembered a very strange place."

Qiu Lian argued, "You say it."

I asked him: "Then Yan Fengyi suffered from my 'Jianyan Palm' internal force, even if he survived within three days, his whole body's meridians would swell and become paralyzed...how could he come to kill us alive and kicking?"

Qiu Lianzheng's body slowly sat upright, and I watched his posture transition from being intimate and casual to serious and rigid, and I only said: "Unless, someone helped him dispel the heat with cold internal energy."

I said again: "This person has very high martial arts, his attribute is Yin, and his internal strength should not be weaker than mine. Maybe he serves Nie Churong, maybe he is an ally with Nie Churong..."

"I even think that he might also be able to do kung fu like 'Sky Ice Misty Palm'..."

I looked at Qiu Lianzheng and said, "Who do you think such a master is?"

Qiu Lianzheng was silent for a moment.

"I do not know."

I sighed: "Okay."

A word of "good" decides everything, I won't ask another word or a sentence, just look at him calmly.On the contrary, this made Qiu Lianzheng a little uncomfortable and uneasy. He asked me again: "You won't ask any more questions? Are you not afraid that I will hide you?"

I said: "If you are concealing something clearly, your answer should be 'can't tell'. If you say you don't know, I believe you really don't know."

Qiu Lianzheng lowered his head and frowned, his snow-white face was covered with an unknown depth of shadow, he seemed to be struggling repeatedly in several completely opposite thoughts, and after a while, he suddenly burst out a sentence.

"Such a person, I can actually think of one..."

I frown, is it really his master?

He just gritted his teeth and said: "But, but I can't be sure it's him. There are many masters in the world, and there are people out there who are beyond the sky. I can't just rely on this to wrong someone. I need more information."

I patted him on the shoulder lightly.

"No hurry, tell me when you are sure, I can wait."

Qiu Lianzheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you."

"Thanks for what?"

Qiu Lianzheng said seriously: "Thank you for trusting me a bit more, thank you for being willing to wait."

I smiled and said, "I'm not willing, I'm just teaching you."

"Teach what?"

"When you encounter the same inexplicable situation in the future, I hope you can follow me, believe a little more, and wait a little longer... Don't rely on your will and intuition to draw a conclusion on a person."

Qiu Lianzheng looked at me seriously for a while.

He has looked at me thousands of times in the past, he has stared at me warily, gazed with admiration and affection, and scrutinized me with a hidden edge, but never once has he looked at me like this.

After a while, he suddenly smiled.

"Okay, I promise you, I will try my best to do it."

I breathed a sigh of relief, but he smiled a little deeper, and helped me straighten the crooked hairpin.

"Staying by your side, I always seem to want to be better."

I raised my eyebrows: "If I'm not by your side, you won't learn well?"

Qiu Lianzheng nodded without shame: "That's right, so you have to be here all the time."

... What a rogue and confident Mao Maoqiu.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I stood up happily, saying: "I know how to lure out Gao Youyou who is hiding in the city."

Mao Maochou asked with a confused face: "How did you think of it? What is the method?"

I laughed and said, "The last time he came out, he came out halfway through listening to the book on the roof. This time I will tell another story soon?"

Qiu Lianzheng became even more puzzled: "Isn't A'Du's story over? Are you still telling it?"

I shook my head: "Don't talk about him."

"This time, what I want to tell is Gao Youyou's story!"

The author has something to say:

I’ve been thinking about Gao Youyou’s story for a long time too. I originally wanted to delete it entirely, but I’d better write it out after thinking about it.

Absorbing the story rhythm of the Adu chapter, I dare not write too detailed this time, it will probably be the rhythm of the outline text in chapters 1-30