Wait a minute, heroine

Huhu~

The sun is blocked by the sea of ​​clouds, and sometimes you can see the glaciers and the earth below through the gaps in the clouds.

Above the clouds, two figures stepped on big swords made of ice cubes and galloped towards the east. The cold wind was blocked from the outside, just like two heavenly immortals traveling far away from the earthly world.

Fan Qinghe was wearing a gorgeous red and yellow gauze dress, dressed like an exotic fairy, and her makeup was extremely delicate, but she looked a little nervous.

Although Fan Qinghe can also do Qinggong, it is definitely the first time in his life that he can fly higher than an eagle. At this time, he is looking at the mountains and rivers flashing below him. He leans on Ye Jingtang's arms and dare not move, for fear of the sound of breathing. If it was bigger, it would fall down.

After flying through the Night Terror Hall a few times, I have gradually become more proficient in controlling it. I put my arms around Qing He, who has a proud curve. Seeing that she is a little scared, he comforts her softly:

"It's okay, just relax. With our bodies, we won't break our bones if we fall."

Fan Qinghe knew that he would not be broken if he fell, but he was a little nervous for the first time. At this time, he held the small package for a moment and then gradually relaxed.

Dongming Mountain had already flown over, and now it was above Tianlang Lake. As the holy lake of all tribes in the West Sea, Fan Qinghe was familiar with every village and town in the surrounding area, but this was his first time seeing it from the sky.

In Fan Qinghe's impression, Tianlang Lake is very big, too big to be crossed, and it can never be walked from south to north.

But when I was in the sky at this time, I discovered that Tianlang Lake, which had nurtured and separated people from various tribes in the West Sea for generations, was actually just a small area that could be touched by an immortal with a wave of his finger.

Fan Qinghe couldn't count how many stories happened in this small area.

Ever since Daliang collapsed and Tianlang Lake gradually formed, the east and west sides have used this as a boundary to conquer and plunder each other.

The tribes in the West Sea formed royal courts several times, but they were destroyed countless times. Generations after generations fought to the death in the prairie fire. There were countless dead bones buried by the lake. There were even rumors that the Snow Lake Flowers were the souls of soldiers who died fighting by the lake.

Fan Qinghe was born in the tribes of the West Sea since he was a child, but he was not qualified to be close to the lakeshore where Snow Lake Flowers grew. Since he can remember, he has witnessed the destruction of the royal court and the sufferings of the tribesmen's lack of food. In order to get back the treasures belonging to the tribes of the West Sea East and West, Tianlang Lake has been going around in circles for several years.

At this time, looking at the icy lake below in the sky, Fan Qinghe even didn't understand why they had been conquering and plundering each other for so many years when they were obviously not far apart and both sides were from the same clan.

But fortunately, the smoke on Tianlang Lake has been completely extinguished. From now on, this place is just an inland lake, and the entire world as far as the eye can see is one family. Her Dongming tribe has returned to its proper place. In some positions, everything that was lost was regained.

Although these things don't seem to have much to do with her, sleeping with her husband and being tossed in all kinds of ways is also a contribution...

As Fan Qinghe thought about it, his thoughts went a little sideways.

Ye Jingtang kept looking at Qing He's profile, and found that Qing He, who was full of sighs, suddenly turned red and said curiously:

"What are you thinking about?"

"I didn't think anything of it... How long until we get there?"

"The distance is not far, we will be there in an hour."

Ye Jingtang realized that Qing He was a bit duplicitous, so he focused on the small package Qing He was holding:

"What are you doing with a package? There's medicine in it?"

As he spoke, he wanted to raise his hand to take a look.

But Qinghe became nervous and quickly held down the package to prevent him from looking at it:

"Nothing, just a change of clothes."

Change of clothes?

Judging from the size of the package, Ye Jingtang felt that it was not ordinary clothes, and now he became even more curious:

"let me see."

"Eh? Don't..."

Although Fan Qinghe didn't like the demon girl, he still listened to the advice and went out alone with Ye Jingtang. Naturally, she had to reward her well, and the package contained all magic weapons.

Originally, Fan Qinghe wanted to cover it up, but Ye Jingtang blocked it twice, and Ye Jingtang still pulled out a piece of red clothing from the package.

The clothing is gauze, the whole is translucent, the texture is extremely soft, the length is so hairy that it can't even cover the moon, and it can be held in the palm of the hand when kneaded together. It is Ye Jingtang's favorite shirt worn by Qing He.

Ye Jingtang took it in his hand and looked at it. He recognized it without opening it and raised his eyebrows:

"It is indeed a change of clothes. It seems that I have overthought it."

"Oops~"

Although Fan Qinghe had been in the door for a long time, he was still embarrassed to do this in broad daylight, so he quickly snatched the gauze clothes back and stuffed them into his arms:

"You know you still have to take it out. It's really... I originally thought of a place to reward you, but forget it now."

Ye Jingtang was rushing in the wind. Although the scenery above the clouds was magnificent, it was still a bit boring after watching it for a long time. Seeing that Qing He was unhappy, he leaned into his ear:

"If you don't reward me, I won't be partial to you when you get back."

When Fan Qinghe heard this, he felt a little aggrieved:

"You said you would protect me last time, but what happened? Last night..."

"I didn't protect you last night, so I bullied Shui'er first. Yunli was watching from the side, which made Shui'er blush with embarrassment. She kept covering her face to tell Yunli not to look..."

"..."

Fan Qinghe blinked, unable to deny this fact, but in the end Yunli looked at her like a curious baby, and from time to time said things like: "Aunt Fan is so white and her butt is so round" , almost embarrassed her to death.

Although she was still embarrassed, Ye Jingtang was indeed facing her. Fan Qinghe's expression softened a bit and he said again:

"From now on... from now on, not only Shui'er, but also other people making fun of me, you have to help me out. You can't just sit there and laugh along..."

Ye Jingtang hugged his waist and thought for a while: "Is this..."

Seeing Ye Jingtang's hesitation, Fan Qinghe knew he had a request, and immediately turned around in his arms:

"Whatever you want from me in private, just say it. Anyway, you have to protect me when we are together."

Ye Jingtang instead held his plump buttocks with both hands, looked down at the pitiful and delicate cheeks, considered it for a moment, and whispered into his ear.

As soon as Fan Qinghe heard this sentence, his eyes were shocked and he quickly looked back:

"Here?! How can this be done..."

As he spoke, he looked left and right, then raised his eyes to the sky, as if he was afraid of offending the God of Heaven, who would be struck by lightning.

It is true that Ye Jingtang has never tried 'Yunzhen', and Qinghe, like Sanniang, dotes on him, so he naturally coaxed:

"The figures are all behind the mountain. There is no one in the sky, and no one can see the clouds below..."

Fan Qinghe felt that it was outrageous to cause chaos in broad daylight, let alone in the sky, and he shook his head repeatedly.

Seeing this, Ye Jingtang didn't force it, and took retreat as a step forward: "It's just a joke, I will still protect you in the future, and it will be the same in the past. When have I ever made you really wronged?"

"..."

Fan Qinghe felt a little embarrassed when he heard this. He glanced at Ye Jingtang and saw that he wanted him very much. In the end, he could only bite his red lips and whispered:

"Only one time, you are not allowed to say anything to the witch when you go back..."

"good."

When Ye Jingtang saw that Qing He had indeed agreed, he felt flattered and lowered his head to put his red lips in his mouth.

Fan Qinghe was very nervous. Although he agreed, he was afraid of an accident and still refused to let Ye Jingtang finish undressing him. He just held Ye Jingtang's hand and put him in his arms to let him play tricks.

After kissing for a moment, Qinghe leaned back against Ye Jingtang's arms. His face was red as blood and his heart was very nervous. He gradually became unsteady. Finally, he raised his neck and let out a soft cry, and his breathing became messy.

Zizzi~

Ye Jingtang hugged Qing He and galloped in the wind in the clouds. Seeing that she was too shy to open her eyes, he said softly:

"how do you feel?"

"How about we go down and talk about it, this is too..."

"Go back home, you're not just going to reward me once. Relax, otherwise it will be boring."

Fan Qinghe relaxed, but after a moment of adaptation, he no longer resisted. He just closed his eyes and remained silent, as if he was afraid that the messy sounds would disturb the people in heaven...

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Qinglinzhai, the medical sage of Beiliang, is located in Huangyao Mountain, Beifu.

Although they are separated into two countries, Dongming Mountain and Liaobeifu are both in the north. After all, they are only separated by Tianlang Lake, so the distance is not particularly far.

Night Jingtang set out from Dongming Mountain Dazhai, and it took about an hour to arrive near Huangyao Mountain. To the north is the snowfield, and to the south is Hudong Road. It can be considered a revisit to the old place, but it is Didn't stop here this time.

Qinglinzhai was originally a small sect, but since becoming the Medical Sage of Beiliang, it has developed into a wealthy family. The sect occupies half of the mountain, has over a thousand disciples, and countless doctors who have come to study. It is regarded as the top medical school in Beiliang.

In the afternoon, the mountains are covered with snow, and people everywhere come to seek medical advice.

Fan Qinghe landed on the mountain road from a secluded place. Because of Ye Jingtang's special status, he naturally did not disturb the people in Qinglinzhai. He took Ye Jingtang to the back mountain with familiar people and familiar roads.

Although Qinglinzhai is a sect, its structure is more like a large hospital. The elegant building complex on the back hill is regarded as an inpatient department. Many wealthy squires or people from the world are here to recuperate.

Although Xie Jianlan's sweetheart was hurt by love, he was from the Beiliang court. He also wanted to bring Xie Jianlan back for his own use. To this end, the court paid for public medical treatment. He has been hanging in Qinglin Zhai, and there are doctors Dedicated care.

Ye Jingtang followed Qing He around and around until they arrived at a house in the back hill. It could be seen that there happened to be a medical girl feeding her nutritious porridge and wiping her body. He waited in the distance for a while until the medical girl came out before following him. Qinghe entered it.

The room where the patient is recovering is not big, but it is very warm, and there is not much medicinal smell inside.

Ye Jingtang glanced around and saw that on the table in the room, there was a set of police uniforms and sabers. There were also some dolls, hairpins and other objects next to them, which seemed to be left by Xie Jianlan.

And lying on the bed was a skinny woman with a sallow complexion and slender limbs. Although she was still breathing, she looked no different from a dead person. It can only be said that it was not easy for the Beiliang Medical Saint to hang his life for so many years.

When Fan Qinghe came here before, he had seen this poor girl, and persuaded Xie Jianlan, who was about to hang himself for love, to come down. Seeing each other now, Fan Qinghe could not help but feel sad. After all, only with a sweetheart can he understand the relationship between this girl and Xie Jianlan's situation was so heart-wrenching that she didn't even dare to think about what she and Ye Jingtang would do if one day they were like this.

Ye Jingtang saw Qinghe sitting down next to him and taking his pulse, and asked:

"How to cure this?"

Fan Qinghe thought about this when he was refining the medicine. At this time, he took out a small medicine bottle from the wallet at his waist, opened it, lifted the skinny girl with his arm, and brought the medicine inside to his mouth.

Although he was in a deep coma, he was like a living dead, but his body functions were still functioning. When the medicine was fed into his mouth, he could clearly see his throat moving.

After finishing the bottle of medicine, Fan Qinghe put the girl down, stood up and stood in front of the Night Terror Hall, looking nervously at her.

Ye Jingtang knew that Qinghe was not sure. Although the recipe for resurrecting the dead was handed down from the time of the First Emperor and was not made up, and it also used three supreme treasures: white lotus, snow lake flower rhizome, and longevity fruit core, but in the end No one can prove it works.

Although no changes can be seen on the outside, Ye Jingtang closed his eyes and listened carefully, and he could notice that the girl on the hospital bed still had active qi and blood after taking the medicine. Even the muscles that had atrophied due to inactivity for many years were all visible to the naked eye. Visible recovery, skin color is no longer so sallow and pale.

Fan Qinghe watched in fear. After waiting for a long time, he saw no reaction from the girl, so he thought about checking her pulse. The result was good. The girl who had not responded for many years suddenly frowned.

"Eh?! It seems to be really useful."

Fan Qinghe was immediately overjoyed. He grabbed Ye Jingtang's hand and shook it a few times. When he found that the other party seemed to be waking up, he quickly pulled Ye Jingtang's hand:

"Let's go, let's go..."

…

After a while, a murmur came from the room that had been silent for many years:

"call……"

The woman, whose complexion had rarely recovered, seemed to have been pulled back from the underworld. She slowly opened her eyes, her eyes filled with confusion.

Suo Suo~

Maybe she had been lying down for too long and had forgotten where she was. The woman stood up with some difficulty and looked around the room. Finally, her eyes fell on the saber, the detective's clothes, and a few ornaments.

"gladiolus……"

…

Just at this time, a female doctor passed by. She was just looking out of the window as a routine. She found that the female patient who had been lying for many years suddenly sat up. She was so shocked that even the sundries in her hands fell to the ground.

Pa da~

"Girl? Are you awake?!"

"Uh...how long have I been sleeping? Where is Gladiolus?"

"Master Xie went out to find medicine for you. He came back once at the beginning of the year..."

"The beginning of the year...when is it now?"

"Oh, you've been lying in bed for many years, and now the big devil of the night is coming, and the emperor is about to change his dynasty..."

"Ah? Who is the Night Demon?"

"Living Immortal, the prince of the Northwest Royal Court and the concubine of the Empress of Wei. It is said that she was the lover of the rebels of the Pingtian Sect and married the legitimate daughter of the Hua family, the largest family in Hudong Road..."

"Well……"

…

In a secluded place in the back mountain, men and women stand side by side.

When Fan Qinghe saw that he had really cured the incurable patient, he felt quite emotional and proud, and almost burst into tears.

However, when he heard the doctor's garbled words, Fan Qinghe's expression froze with joy, and he quickly grabbed his husband:

"The little girl is talking nonsense, don't take it to heart..."

When Ye Jingtang tells people the truth, he naturally won't take it seriously. Seeing that this poor and strong-willed girl really woke up, the Haikou he once boasted has been achieved. He saw many doctors running over from outside, but he didn't show up to scare her. With human intentions, he took Qinghe's hand and turned around to walk out of the mountain:

"Both the Divine Doctor Wang and the Medical Sage of Beiliang could not cure someone, but you have cured him. From now on, you will be the number one miracle doctor in the Northern and Southern Dynasties. Are you happy?"

Fan Qinghe didn't have any idea about the title of the miracle doctor. He just wanted all the lovers in the world to get married. At this time, he held Ye Jingtang's arm and held it between the Dongming Mountain Grand Canyon:

"happy."

"Haha~"

The corner of Ye Jingtang's mouth curled up slightly, and he turned his head and kissed Qing He's face:

"I found the medicinal materials, do you have to reward me well?"

Fan Qinghe bit his red lips and didn't say anything. He just leaned his cheek on his shoulder and walked along.

When Ye Jingtang saw Qing He acquiesced, his heart began to wander. The two of them left Qing Lin Zhai and came to a small town outside the mountain.

Fan Qinghe didn't need to tell Xian Gong, he just searched on the street, found an inn with a good environment, and dragged Ye Jingtang into it.

Ye Jingtang originally wanted to fetch water to wash up, but in order to reward him, Qinghe was really considerate and made him sit in the room, and then ran up and down to fetch water for him to wash up.

After washing up, Fan Qinghe pulled Ye Jingtang to the bedside and sat down:

"Wait a moment while I change my clothes."

Ye Jingtang was a little embarrassed to be treated like an emperor, but he still followed the instructions and sat on the bed, waiting for Qinghe to surprise him.

Qinghe picked up the small package and walked quickly behind the screen, and then, "Rustling, rustling~", the red and yellow skirt was placed on the screen.

There was no one in the Night Terror Hall anxiously peeking. After sitting upright and waiting for a moment, he saw Qing He walking out from behind the screen.

Although the weather is a bit cold, Qinghe is still quite candid. He is dressed coolly and wears a red gauze on his upper body. The clouds cover the fog, but nothing is covered. He can clearly see the perfectly curved inverted sea bowl. There are two more on the top of the sea bowl. A small bell with exquisite shape covers the vital points.

The lower body is made up of two knee-high stockings, which are also translucent, and there are suspenders around the waist, which perfectly outline the lines of the legs. The small bow-tie fabric does not block much, and the waist and hip curves are fully visible. .

Ding bell~

Fan Qinghe put on a full set of battle robes for the first time, with a look of embarrassment on his face. He walked up to the Night Terror Hall, stepped slightly and jumped slightly, and then rang the bell softly:

"Like it?"

Ye Jingtang smiled from ear to ear, but his expression remained serious and he nodded slightly:

"I like it. Then what?"

Fan Qinghe walked up to him, sat on Ye Jingtang's lap like a duck, held hands around the moon, lowered his head and kissed his handsome cheek:

"Well... there are no outsiders today. I'll reward you. You can do whatever you want, okay?"

Ye Jingtang felt the smooth and delicate touch on his palm, thought for a while and said:

"Since you are rewarding me, Aunt Fan must make her own decision. Just give me whatever you think I want, how about it?"

Fan Qinghe felt that Ye Jingtang was a little embarrassed, but when he was alone in private, he didn't say anything. He held his neck and put his chin on his shoulders:

"Thank you."

"We are already married, what can I thank you for?"

"Every code is a code. If I hadn't met you, so many people in the Dongming tribe would not know how much hardship they would have to endure following me. In the past, in order to find the formula for Tianlang Pearl, I traveled all over Beiliang. In order to pay less tribute, Money, you have to be frugal and spend all kinds of things... ugh~"

While Fan Qinghe was speaking, he found that Ye Jingtang's hand had slipped into the small bow-knot fabric and poked randomly. He immediately sat up a little straighter and looked at each other:

"Can't you just listen to me say a few heart-wrenching words?"

Ye Jingtang gently rubbed his fingers and said seriously:

"No gagging, no delaying, you just say it."

Fan Qinghe's whole body went limp. He couldn't organize his thoughts well, but in the end he didn't stop him. He just pretended to be disgusted and said:

"The three generations of King Tianlang are all real men who value love and justice over women. How come you are here..."

Ye Jingtang said confidently: "The soil and water can support a person. I grew up in Liangzhou, and I didn't grow up in Xihai."

"You mean all men in Liangzhou are perverts?"

"No, there aren't many good-looking girls in Liangzhou. I haven't seen them since I was a kid..."

"Huh~ Let me take a closer look, are you pink or not~?... Oh~ don't kiss indiscriminately..."

While whispering softly, the two of them gradually fell on the pillows, and the curtains were lowered.

Soon after, the words were mixed with subtle rhythmic sounds:

Ding bell~ding bell...

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