Stop the end, the white horse is afraid of the green ox

As the sun was rising, the four male servants of Yaogu drove four Mercedes-Benz vehicles on the official road where there were no pedestrians.Driving on the carriage in the second position, although the speed of the carriage was fast, there was no shaking or shaking in the carriage.In the spacious compartment, there are various items, such as low tables, tea, pastries and so on.And there were only two people in it——Liu Ruoqing and Qingzi.

After Qingzi tidied up the things in the carriage, she was free and looked up at the slightly empty carriage. Thinking of the person who was supposed to be in this carriage at this time, but now was behind the carriage, she couldn't help but think of the person who saw it before getting into the carriage. I couldn't help being curious about the situation for a while, looked up at Liu Ruoqing who was opposite and said: "Miss, just now Miss Zhi Mo was standing far away, and then she kept looking at Miss, as if she wanted to go forward but dared not. "Sneakily added from the bottom of my heart, 'Miss, why don't we ask Miss Zhimo to go with me?" '

After finishing speaking, while Qingzi was curious, she secretly covered her mouth and laughed when she thought of the strange appearance of their young lady and Miss Zhimo getting along with each other these days.She felt that in the past few days, both their young lady and Miss Zhimo had become very strange, but every time Miss Zhimo looked innocent, looking forward to disappointment, it was so much fun.

Seriously speaking, this is not the first time she has seen something like today.

Ever since that morning, when their young lady didn't go to the kitchen to make pastries for Miss Zhi Mo, Miss Zhi Mo has become like this.

Every morning, she showed up at their young lady's breakfast table on time, and as soon as she sat down, she began to look around and start looking for pastries.When they saw that there were no pastries made by their young lady on the table, they would frown tightly, then purse their lips tightly, and look at their young lady seriously, without blinking their eyes.

Every afternoon, she sat on the root carving tea seat where the lady made tea for her in the courtyard on time, and sat there with her back straight, waiting for the lady to make tea with her clean hands. A pot of clear water is no longer the top-quality Tieguanyin that their young lady carefully prepared in the past.

And the young lady who they cared for Miss Zhimo on weekdays seemed to be a different person.Every day I no longer get up early to go to the kitchen until Miss Mo makes cakes, but every day during breakfast, when Miss Zhi Mo doesn't arrive, the girls look as if they are holding a bowl and eating carefully.However, as long as you look carefully, you can find that the small half bowl of porridge in their lady's hand has not moved at all.The lady just touched her lips with a spoon, she was not eating as she appeared on the surface.

However, after Miss Zhimo appeared, although the ladies seemed to have no changes on their faces, they also seemed to ignore Miss Zhimo's appearance.But she still saw the stretched brows and the slightly curved corners of the mouth.Moreover, as long as Miss Zhi Mo arrives, although the ladies still eat in a leisurely manner, at this time the porridge in the spoon really enters the mouth, no longer just gently touching the lower lip.

Every afternoon, their young lady would go outside early in the morning to check the pulse of the people in the town. After a busy day, no matter how tired she was, as soon as the time was approaching, the young lady would put down her work and return to the backyard to clean up a little in the room. After taking a rest, he would bring a few books and sit by the root carving teahouse in the garden, reading books in a leisurely manner.Miss Zhi Mo secretly looked at the teapot, and acted as if she hadn't noticed it, and ignored it; when Miss Zhi Mo carefully asked why there was no tea, the girls didn't seem to notice it either.

However, whenever Miss Zhi Mo appeared on time, sitting opposite to their lady, looking at the teapot seriously, waiting for the tea.They sit sideways, the young lady who reads the book with her eyes lowered, always has a smile on her lips hidden under the hair that Miss Zhi Mo can't see.

She was really puzzled by the strange way these two people got along with each other during this period of time. If it was said that the young lady was angry and ignored Miss Zhimo, it didn't seem to be the case; but if it was not angry, it seemed unreasonable.

When Liu Ruoqing, who was opposite Qingzi, heard her words, she also remembered the appearance of the person she saw out of the corner of her eye before getting into the car, the corner of her mouth curled slightly, and she hummed lightly in a slightly better mood.

Seeing that her lady's reaction was still as flat as ever, Qingzi secretly sweated for Miss Zhimo in the back compartment, feeling sorry for her.Now she is absolutely sure that Miss Zhimo must have done something to make their lady angry.Thinking of this, Qingzi saw her young lady smiling again, hesitated for a moment, looked at her and asked: "Miss, shall we not make pastries tomorrow morning?" After speaking, she opened her eyes and looked at Liu Ruoqing seriously With a slightly worried expression on his face, he waited for the answer.

Liu Ruoqing lowered her eyes with a calm expression.What I think about in my heart is the appearance of a certain person's eyes scanning back and forth between her and the dining table during breakfast these days, looking for pastries.Thinking about it, a smile appeared on his face, he shook his head at Qingzi and said, "Tomorrow, you can make some red bean cakes." After speaking, he remembered that person was addicted to sweetness, but he was very picky, too sweet and didn't like it .So I added another sentence: "Don't be too sweet."

Qingzi listened, blinked her eyes involuntarily, and looked at the smiling face of their young lady in surprise, thinking that today's answer would be the same as usual - "don't do it".

Liu Ruoqing raised her head and saw Qingzi eyes staring at herself without blinking, with a surprised look on her face, she asked helplessly, "What's the matter?"

Qingzi regained consciousness, thought for a while, looked at Liu Ruoqing with some hesitation and said, "But, Miss~" He paused here before continuing, "Miss Zhimo, she probably won't like the red bean cake I made , just like last time~~" You know, she made a stack of red bean cakes before.At that time, Miss Zhimo just took a piece and took a sip, and then she never touched the plate of red bean cake again.

Hearing Qingzi's frustrated look, Liu Ruoqing also remembered half a month ago, that person frowned and tasted a piece of Qingzi's red bean cake with disgust on his face, and the smile on his face deepened a little.

Seeing Liu Ruoqing laughing, Qingzi pursed her mouth, and couldn't help complaining: "Miss, tell me, Miss Zhimo, why is she so powerful, she can be distinguished so clearly. It's obviously a pastry on a plate, and she can't help it. I can tell which ones are made by the lady, and those are made by me. Obviously the method is the same, and the pastry molds are also the same, so she can also separate out and leave the ones I made on the plate."

Liu Ruoqing shook her head with a smile, looked at the bruised face and said, "Maybe we didn't knead the powder evenly when we made it." Humans can pick and choose.But if the plate of pastries were all made by herself, that person would not be so picky about sorting, and she would eat with joy and satisfaction.

"However, when making that pastry, the steps and weights are obviously the same whether it's kneading the dough or adding seasonings." Sometimes she would wonder if Miss Zhi Mo secretly cooked the pastries on the pastries made by their young lady. Mark, otherwise, how could she distinguish so clearly?

Seeing Qingzi's uneven appearance, Liu Ruoqing couldn't help but smile and bend her eyebrows when she remembered the man pointing at the leftover pastry on the plate and frowning innocently and seriously saying 'that pastry is too sweet'.

Seeing that her young lady's face was gradually smiling, Qingzi sighed sadly and said, "Miss, if I do it, Miss Zhimo will definitely not touch those cakes tomorrow~" Although the same The pastries made by their young lady are indeed hundreds of times more delicious than those made by her, but the obvious disgusted expression on Miss Zhimo's face is really too hurtful.

Liu Ruoqing smiled and comforted her, "It's okay~" As for the man who only likes what she makes, I have to say that she is still a little happy in her heart.

"Then, alright~" Qingzi sighed softly in her heart when she saw that her young lady really didn't plan to do it herself, she really couldn't bear to be looked at by Miss Zhimo's expectant eyes these days, if she wanted to go on like this , she wished she could hide far away and not be seen.

Thinking about it, Qingzi recalled the memories of Ziyang Mountain ten years ago, and then quietly compared the end of ten years ago with the end of ten years now, and kept making comparisons

After Qingzi finished sighing and regained her senses, the lady had already taken out the medical books and began to read them.After checking, she followed in silence and prepared a cup of hot tea for their young lady. She also took out a small story book from her bag that she bought from Yangzhou city streets three months ago. It looked like it.

For a while, in the carriage, there was only the sound of Qingzi flipping the pages of the book from time to time.

On the other hand, Liu Ruoqing, who was facing her, seemed to have encountered some incomprehensible meaning in the book.The smile on his face, but he didn't know when it had quietly disappeared, and Liu Mei also frowned slightly.If you look carefully, you will find that the book in her hand has yellowed paper and looks like the content behind it is incomplete. She has never turned a page, and her eyes always stay on the content of the same page.

Liu Ruoqing's mood, which was originally calmed down by Qingzi's words, became turbulent again because of the fragment of the medical Gu book in her hand.After opening this book, her gaze has been fixed on the record about the prohibition of medical Gu from thousands of years ago at the beginning.The above record is about two women who fell in love thousands of years ago, and it is said that they combined the two skills of medicine and voodoo to create the method of double cultivation for women.

As for Liu Ruoqing's content recorded in the book, while her heart was hard to calm down, her eyes kept moving back and forth at the words "two women in love" and "double cultivation of sexual intercourse".Looking at these words, it seems that I have found the reason for the disturbed and agitated mood these days because of the bath that night, and I feel like pushing away the clouds and mists in my heart.

"Miss, the number one beauties in the martial arts world, Nvxia Wu and Nvxia Hu, do they really love each other and become a couple of lovers and live in seclusion?" Qingzi held a flower book in her hand, her face still talking The story of love between a woman and a woman told in this book is shocking.

Liu Ruoqing's heart trembled because of Qingzi's sudden words, she shifted her gaze from staring at the pages of the book, lowered her eyes, and covered her emotions with the help of the fragmented copy in her hand, and did not respond to Qingzi's question for a moment.

After Qingzi spoke, she realized that she was bothering her lady because of the dull story, she stuck out her tongue quietly, raised her eyes to check her lady carefully, and saw that she was looking at the medical book in her hand calmly, He didn't seem to be disturbed by his abruptness, so he let go, stuck out his tongue, and lowered his head to read the notebook in his hand again.

After the sound of Qingzi turning the pages of the book was heard again in the carriage, Liu Ruoqing raised her eyes, gently put away the incomplete copy in her hand, looked at Qingzi, said calmly with no emotion on her face, "Where did you hear that?" to this matter?"

When Qingzi heard Liu Ruoqing's words, she was stunned for a moment, raised her head and blinked her eyes, raised the scripture book in her hand, looked at her and said, "Uh, miss, I didn't hear it, it's from the scripture book~ "

"Huh?" Liu Ruoqing glanced at the notebook Qingzi was holding.

"This is the most famous fiction book written by Du Scholar. I heard that the stories written in his book are all real people and true events." Qingzi is also frank about her liking for reading the book.

Liu Ruoqing looked at the book in Qingzi's hand with a calm expression on her face, and was silent for a while, and when Qingzi was about to lower her head and continue to study the love story of women and girls in the book, she said again: "Qingzi, have you finished reading this book? "

"Eh?" Qingzi blinked, stared blankly at Liu Ruoqing on the opposite side, and nodded with a puzzled expression.

"Can you show me?" Liu Ruoqing said, looking at Qingzi indifferently.

Compared with Liu Ruoqing's calm face, Qingzi stared at Liu Ruoqing with wide eyes and slightly opened her mouth, as if she was hallucinating, and then looked at Liu Ruoqing uncertainly for a while and asked: "Miss, would you like Look at this?" Seeing Liu Ruoqing nodding after speaking, she tremblingly handed over the notebook she was holding.

Liu Ruoqing didn't seem to see Qingzi's shocked look, and reached out to take the notebook Qingzi handed over with a frank expression.He glanced at the title of the book "Shuangmeizhuan" in regular script on the front, then turned to the first page and read it carefully.