"Alcohol, gauze, cotton swabs......" Qianling lit the contents of the medicine box and looked up, "That's all?"

A stack of wrapped herbs was handed in front of him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"This is an herb that needs to be taken on time, and there is no shortage of precious tonic in it, but due to Lord Lanyue's lack of cooperation before, a lot of waste has been wasted, please find a way to let him take it on time. ”

The bearded old man stood in front of her, handed the herb with both hands, and bowed respectfully.

"Don't worry, I'll find a way to let him eat," Qianling hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, pinching his nose and wrinkling his face bitterly, "But...... This herb stinks. ”

"How can the herbs smell good," the old man sighed, "I guess because of this, Lord Lanyue refuses to drink the medicine, but this medicine is bitter, how can the injury be better if you don't drink it......"

Qianling pinched her nose and looked at the bitter old man in front of her, and blinked:

"You and Satsuki...... Uh, do you know Lan Yue?"

The old man looked at her for a moment, leaned closer and lowered his voice:

"Little girl, you can't call that person by his name. ”

Qianling hugged the medicine box, glanced at the seriousness in the old man's eyes, and scratched her head with a sneer:

"Oh, I'm sorry......"

Don't call him "adult", he was obviously a short little ghost at the beginning.

Thinking like this, the silver-haired little ghost suddenly appeared in her heart and glared at her with eyes.

Qianling stuck out her tongue in her heart nonchalantly.

"Why do you ask that, little girl, you must know how a great man like Lord Lan Yue could know someone like me," the old man sighed, "I am a bad old man, I have lived too long, I have spent enough time in the molten hell, and I should have been buried there—just like my poor wife and children, who have been enslaved and tortured all my life, and have never eaten a full meal until I die. ”

"Thanks to Lord Lan Yue, I have picked up a life...... He saved everyone like a god, but he didn't end well. ”

Qianling looked at him, her eyes twitching slightly.

The old man wiped the corners of his eyes and bowed to her again:

"Lord Lanyue can come back, it's really pitiful. Seeing that he is scarred by the fight for the Demon Clan again, I really can't help anything, please take good care of Lord Lanyue for us, so that his injuries can heal as soon as possible......"

Qianling looked at the choked old man in front of him, his eyes turned red, and he hurriedly helped him:

"I see, don't worry. ”

After Lan Feng left, several doctors, including the old man, explained some precautions one by one, and then went back to the bottom.

The treehouse was quiet, the silent forest, the quiet cabin, and the small snowflakes fell.

The door closes slightly.

Qianling walked into the house lightly with the medicine box and herbs, looked at the people sleeping quietly by the window, bit her lip slightly, and turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

The morning light was misty, and little by little the clouds were broken.

The pale gray sky of the vast expanse added a touch of gold, and light white snow flew down from the depths of the sky, covering the forest.

Silver bells swirl lightly, and pale blue hyacinths sway in the morning breeze.

Lan Yue slept on the bed by the window, her black hair scattered on her chest, her pale and weak cheeks were sickly, gilded with a touch of hazy morning light, and her long eyelashes were almost transparent.

As if smelling something, he frowned slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

"Awake?" a soft voice came from the bedside.

Qianling squatted at the head of the bed, lying on the bed with both hands, looking at him quietly like a puppy.

The black hair ran down his fair cheeks, and he lay on the pillow and turned his face sideways to look at her:

"What does it taste ......?"

Qianling blinked, with a serious expression:

"Medicinal smell. I boiled the medicine, and the doctor said to drink it three times a day. ”

“……”

He looked at her, slowly lowering his eyelashes, and his expression was a little depressed.

Qianling looked at his listless face and blinked with interest.

This angry little daughter-in-law has the same expression......

Sure enough, I have an extraordinary aversion to herbs.

"Satsuki, are you hungry?" a hand reached over and gently rubbed his head comfortingly.

Qianling squatted at the head of the bed and looked at him, looking serious:

"I'll take over your three meals a day in the future, as before...... Just tell me what you want to eat, you know?"

He lay on the pillow and looked at her, his eyes trembled slightly, and his eyes suddenly became a little trance:

"...... like that before?"

What else can we ...... Is it back to the way it used to be?

Qianling looked at the struggle and hope in his eyes, as if she remembered something, and stood up:

"You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? I'm going to make something to eat, and you're going to think about what you're going to eat for lunch......"

A hand reached out from under the futon and grabbed her.

The black hair was scattered between the pillows, and the skin was like frost and snow, he looked at her, his eyes trembled slightly, and his breathing suddenly became a little short:

"No, I don't. ”

I've regretted it countless times, and that day didn't hold you.

I still remember the street garden in the middle of summer, and the crowds of people coming and going.

She rubbed his hair like this and said that she was going to buy breakfast, the temperature of the palm disappearing, the back left in the crowd......

That turn around has since become a stranger, turning into a nightmare night and night reincarnation.

It would be nice if I held your hand that day, it would be nice if I confessed my identity that day, and it would be nice if I took you with me that day.

Then maybe you won't lose your wings, you won't be sentenced to death, you won't hate me and hate me, and you won't be alienated and flee......

A deep and shallow pain spread from his chest and sealed his throat.

"What nonsense," Qianling glanced at him angrily, held his hand and wanted to stuff it back into the quilt, but he held it tightly and refused to let go, sat back on the edge of the bed, and sighed, "I have to drink medicine after breakfast, Xiaoyue, is it okay to be obedient?"

He stared at her, his face pale, his breathing faintly rapid, his eyes struggling with sorrow, panic.

"Satsuki ......?"

She noticed the hint of uneasiness and fear in his eyes, and was slightly stunned, and reached out to gently probe his forehead: "What's wrong?

He just watched her quietly, letting her reach his forehead, his cool hand gripping her hand tightly, refusing to let go.

Qianling looked at him all over, and when she saw that her cheeks were not red and her forehead was not hot, she didn't seem to have a fever, so she blinked suspiciously.

"Satsuki ......"

She sat on the edge of the bed, gently held his hand, and after thinking about it, she leaned over to him and blinked:

"Obediently ate breakfast and drank medicine, can you make your favorite tomato scrambled eggs at noon?"

He quietly watched her approaching face, his eyes clear.

"It's okay to eat a little less for breakfast, and put some honey in the medicine for you, okay?" Seeing that he didn't react, Qianling tentatively threw out the bait again, "At the very least, the doctors said that you can't eat it with sugar, it will reduce the effect of the medicine, Lan Feng must know that you have to kill me, I am using my life to open the back door for you......"

He looked at her sad face, and his other hand slowly stretched out from between the futon, soothing her frowning brow:

"Is it like this every day?"

As soon as you open your eyes, you can see you, you can touch the familiar palm when you miss, and you can take care of you gently and affectionately when you are in pain......

...... every day, every day Is it all like this?

Qianling looked at his clear eyes, shook hands, and warmth came from the palms.

Gently caressing the slightly cool fingers in the center of the eyebrows, the familiar touch, gentle pity.

Suddenly, my heart was so soft that it was about to melt.

"Hmm. She looked at him and smiled softly.

I also learned to bargain and get an inch, but this little bit of demand, if you can get obedient and obedient, it doesn't matter if you agree.

He looked at her like a child demanding a promise: "You swear." ”

Qianling looked at his persistent appearance, smiled "poof", honestly raised a hand, and cleared her throat seriously:

"Uh-huh, I swear! In the future, Xiaoyue won't have to eat too much for breakfast, and a little honey is allowed in the medicine!

He stared at her, the corners of his lips faintly curvading:

"Hmm. ”

Though...... It was not the same as the vow I wanted, but the joy that filled my heart melted like honey, filling all my anxiety and fear.

Shaking hands with each other, the familiar temperature seems to be imprinted in the depths of the soul.

Snow drifts through forests and treehouses.

"Satsuki. ”

She sat on the edge of the bed and leaned down, gently stroked his black hair, and her smile melted in the light of the snow, as if there were spring flowers flying down:

"I'll give you a lot of advice in the future. (To be continued.) )