Short golden-brown hair was slightly curly, gilded with a hazy lantern glow. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Longya sat on the edge of the window in a dark short skirt, hesitated, but nodded slowly:

"Of course I'm angry...... After all......"

“…… I know. "The voice is very soft.

Chestnut hair was scattered on the slightly hot cheeks, and Qianling was lying between the white futons, coughing faintly:

"After all...... It was Kagami who broke into the forest first, and although he did kill a lot of demon guards in self-defense, he did kill a lot of demon guards......"

Her eyelashes drooped slightly, the corners of her lips showed a touch of bitterness, and her low voice was vaguely hoarse:

"I don't have any reason to ask Satsuki to let him go...... He deserves to be angry......"

Longya looked at her, slightly stunned, and slowly bit her lip, as if hesitating about something:

"Qianling...... Actually, I think...... The real reason why Lord Lan Yue is angry...... It shouldn't have much to do with whether that person invades or not...... Do you see what I mean?"

Qianling looked at her quietly and shook her head slowly.

"Oh, anyway, ......!" she staggered, pinching her face so hard that it looked uncomfortable, "I—I can't say it!

Light chestnut hair drooped from the faintly hot cheeks, Qianling slowly sat up from between the futons, frowned and coughed a few times, and pointed to the cabinet by the window:

"Longya...... Do me a favor. ”

Seeing that she sat up suddenly, Longya was slightly stunned, let out a low "oh", jumped down from the edge of the window, took a bag on the cabinet by the window, walked to the bed and handed it to her.

The warm pale yellow scarf was removed from the bag.

Slightly jerky and immature stitches, simple pattern style...... Stitches and threads are finely woven into soft fabrics.

Longya looked at the warm yellow scarf in her hand, and was slightly stunned:

"Hey, that's not ...... Was that scarf you knitted all day the other day?"

Qianling glanced at her in surprise and anger: "You know this?...... You're doing your job. ”

Longya sat down on the edge of the bed with a big grin, sticking out his tongue indifferently:

"Thanks for the compliment. ”

Qianling shook her head helplessly, slowly took out the needle and thread from the bag, leaned on the head of the bed and continued to weave.

Longya sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her, reached out to tuck the quilt tightly, and frowned again:

"What kind of scarf do you knit when you're sick? Besides, isn't there a scarf sold on the street, wouldn't it be nice to buy one......?"

"The ones sold on the street are useless, and the ones that are woven by themselves are comfortable to wear. Qianling's eyelashes drooped lightly, and she quietly knitted the scarf in her hand.

"How is this tone like an old woman......"

Longya glanced at her angrily, turned around and cocked his legs, and stopped talking.

The fragrance of flowers permeates the bedside, and the warm firelight sways from the eaves.

A rare harmonious and warm atmosphere.

Long.

"Longya...... Longya?" the voice came from his ears in a daze.

"Longya, wake up. A hand reached over and slapped her face with a crackle.

The drooping head nodded a few times, and the confused eyes slowly opened......

Hazy vision.

She looked at the face in front of her in a daze, and sucked in the hara that flowed from the corner of her mouth...... Suddenly, a pair of red pupils widened, and she jumped up from the side of the bed with a spirit, and took a few steps back in a panic:

"Lan, Lord Lanfeng, the subordinates are awake, the subordinates are awake! the subordinates will ...... immediately"

Qianling looked at her stunned, her hand still hanging in the air, and blinked slowly:

“…… Lan Feng?"

The sleepy and hazy eyes gradually regained a little brightness, Longya blinked, his face suddenly showed a little sluggishness, and he scratched his head a little embarrassedly:

"Ah...... I'm sorry, I'm reflexive again......"

Qianling looked at her, lowered her head and continued to knit the scarf, with a faint smile on her lips:

"When you used to be at Lan Feng's place, you also dozed off a lot?"

Longya sat down on the edge of the bed and nodded...... He turned his face to look at her again, and his eyes showed a little curiosity:

"You also worked in Lord Lanfeng's study before, right?

"Sometimes," Qianling raised an eyebrow, "after all, Lan Feng is there...... Just watching him sit there all day and approve a bunch of papers, from morning to night, will make me feel stressful. ”

Longya nodded vigorously:

"Yes, Lord Lanfeng has worked hard...... It's a pity that I'm not as capable as Qingyun, and I can be by his side to help him......"

The voice was low, frustrated.

Qianling paused, looked at the gloomy loss in her eyes, blinked, and suddenly swept away the sickly and energetic approach:

"Hey, Longya, you're not going to ...... Lan Feng?"

Longya was stunned, as if she had recovered from her contemplation, and looked at her face that suddenly approached, and her eyes full of gossip flashes......

Her face was hot, she waved her hand vigorously, but her face gradually turned red into a tomato:

"No, no, no, I'm just a little squire...... Don't dare to trespass!"

Qianling leaned in front of her, blinked, and grinned:

"It means...... If you weren't an acolyte, you wouldn't hesitate to trespass, wouldn't you?"

"No, no, no, no, I, I, I, I don't dare to ......"

Qianling looked at her face flushed as if she had been immersed in a dye vat, and couldn't help laughing, laughing and coughing again, and her face gradually turned red:

"Ouch cough cough...... Hahaha! You're laughing at me...... Do you like Lan Feng? Hahaha, do you have a tendency to be abused? Hahaha...... Ahem!"

A pair of red pupils stared at her with a pair of red eyes on her face that was red as a tomato, watching her cough almost out of breath, and then reached out and patted her back angrily:

"Let you laugh at me!

Qianling coughed so much that she almost spit out her lungs, and finally got her breath, but she didn't have the strength to laugh at her, and she leaned softly on the head of the bed and didn't move.

"Hey?" Longya looked at her, reaching out and poking her hot face with some concern, "Are you dead?"

"Almost......" Qianling stuck out a piece of her tongue and rolled her eyes...... He coughed again on and off.

Longya stared at her and pouted dissatisfiedly:

"Why did you make me doze off just now, and let me help you with something?"

Qianling leaned against the head of the bed, listlessly coughing low, as if remembering something, and raised her head to look at her:

"Oh yes, I almost forgot...... I mean, can you take me to see Satsuki?"

Longya stared at her, not blinking.

1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds......

"You, you...... You're going to take the initiative to see Lan Yue?!" Her eyes widened, as if she had heard some fantasy, and her mouth was wide enough to fit an egg.

"That's right," Qianling casually stretched out her finger to poke her open mouth, "okay?"