Cold water in white, light waves of moon shadows. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The woman on the shore only had time to feel the tingling pain between her knees and legs for a moment, and the chill that suddenly enveloped her body.

Mei Shuying looked down at her, and her misty gaze vaguely fell on her.

Duanmu felt the chill in his body, and his face was already pale.

The white clothes attached to his body, and in an instant, he was damp by the pool water on his body, and the cold water touched his skin, so cold that Duanmu Xiaoxian's whole body trembled, and he instinctively curled up and buried his head, resisting with strength.

Mei Shuying didn't seem to realize the coldness around her, and just wanted to break away from the hand she was holding and encircle the person in front of her into her arms.

It's just that Duanmu tried his best to come back to his senses, and he didn't let him break away...... The palms of the hands are against each other, and they are still dutifully fighting with him and protecting his heart.

Mei Shuying gave up. His eyes were shining, and he looked at her and smiled.

The night breeze stops, the pond is rippling, and the dead branches of plum trees near and far are lying across the edge of the small pool.

The white clothes are wet with the water, and the shore is along the pool, and the figures are attached to each other.

Duanmu Xiaoxian coughed a few times, his expression was slightly solemn, and he covered his lips and retreated. "Pavilion Master, let it go. ”

The person in front of him frowned when he heard this.

I don't know if it's anger or not anger, but suddenly my face turned cold.

Both hands retreated, wanting to let go of the woman.

Duanmu Xiaoxian was stunned, and had to clench the hand that was with him.

It looks like a retention.

Mei Shuying's figure of getting up and retreating paused, looking down at the hand she was holding tightly, her eyes were stunned.

"You ......" muttered softly, the pool water on the cold white skin slowly rippled, and the long hair spread out in the water, like lotus ink.

Mei Shuying leaned on her hand and did not let go of it, looking at her eyes were clear and transparent, confused and confused, the brilliance flickered, faint, slightly hooked the corners of her lips, and vaguely reflected the white shadow in front of her.

Reaching out and wrapping her into her chest again without hesitation, Mei Shuying leaned over and hugged her tightly, with a clear smile on her white face, and muttered something in a low voice.

Duanmu was stunned for a moment, and his eyebrows seemed to be frowning.

The next moment, he felt him lean over the side of her neck and kissed her lightly.

Duanmu Xiaoxian was shocked, and his complexion changed slightly.

"Pavilion Master. ”

Said in a silent voice, her expression was already cold, and the woman by the pool smelled the footsteps in the distance, and suddenly shook Mei Shuying.

The man in the water staggered away defenselessly, and his already misty eyes became even more cloudy. The face was cold again.

Xue Wa'er was squeezed away by Mei Shuying before, but at this moment she quickly climbed onto Duanmu's shoulder, curiously looked at Mei Shuying, who was not looking at Mei Shuying and was standing in the water with a bad face, and tilted her head.

Duanmu lowered his head and coughed lightly, his white clothes were half wet, and his body was shivering.

With one hand, he grabbed the hand that was losing strength with him to stabilize Mei Shuying's figure, and with the other hand, he raised his finger to catch Mei Shuying's veins.

The pulse is chaotic, and the breath is shallow and short.

The man in white lowered his fingers and sighed: the person in front of him was clearly not awake.

Cough again when you go down.

Jiuli came with a lantern, and when he saw the side of the white clothes, Mei Shuying in the water glared angrily, pursed her lips with a cold face and said nothing, and wanted to shake off the hand that she shook with Duanmu Xiaoxian several times.

Duanmu sighed. Feeling what he said, he either hugged and held it, or didn't hold it.

The cold pool, the spring water and the moon are bright.

Jiuli walked quickly with a lantern in her arms, and said hurriedly: "Childe is awake?"

Duanmu Xiaoxian stretched out his other hand and stroked the back of Mei Shuying's hand to show comfort, and the next moment he shook his head and said, "No, it should be in a dream." ”

A gloomy look flashed in Jiu Li's eyes, and she looked at Mei Shuying, put down the lantern in her hand and took out her clothes. "Yingli's clothes are difficult to compare with Childe, Jiuli took Childe's ink feather and came over to keep Mr. warm. After saying that, he wanted to drape the dark black robe in his hand on Duanmu's body.

When he got closer, he saw that the white clothes on the woman by the pool were half wet, and Jiuli was stunned: "Why are Mr.'s clothes wet?"

Duanmu turned pale, lowered his head and coughed a few times, and only said, "It's okay." ”

The sorrow between Jiuli's eyebrows tightened, and he immediately unfolded the feather and draped it over Duanmu's shoulder: "Sir, take care of yourself, if you are sick, it will be difficult for the Cloud Pavilion to feel at ease." ”

The man in white bowed: "Duanmu knows...... After a little more, the miasma in the main body of the Mei Pavilion should be able to force all into the dantian. ”

Jiu Lizhen hugged his fists and saluted: "Mr. Laoan!"

The woman nodded lightly in return, and said in a calm voice: "The Dharma Protector can go and order to boil some hot water and prepare it in the stove, if so, then take all the medicinal materials that are warm and hot and take two coins to the main room of the Mei Pavilion." ”

"Yes. The man in black turned and walked away. "Jiuli will go. ”

Merlin was silent. The sparse coughing sound sounded at night, clearing the pond and cold branches, thin paper yellow lights, faint faint light, illuminating the night.

Mei Shuying has been quiet after the arrival, Xu is body is exhausted, his eyes are leaning on the edge of the pool, his face is as white as frost, and his thin lips are colorless.

After a while, Jiuli turned back.

"Ahem...... Duanmu coughed lightly a few times, and said in a shallow voice: "It's okay." ”

After saying that, he turned his wrist to stabilize Mei Shuying, and immediately discharged several silver needles from his sleeve with his other hand.

Jiuli immediately stepped forward and carried Mei Shuying out of the water.

Duanmu Xiaoxian holds the needle in his hand and brushes his fingers on his abdomen.

Several silver needles were impartially submerged into Mei Shuying's dantian for a week.

Mei Shuying's eyebrows tightened, and the next moment she gasped lightly, her body suddenly lost strength, and she was drowsy and unconscious.

Duanmu Xiaoxian was finally able to let go of the hand holding Mei Shuying, turned his fingers and retracted it, lowered his eyes and coughed.

"Sir, wait a minute, Jiuli will send Gongzi back to the room and settle him, and then come to pick up Mr!" Jiuli said and walked quickly.

Duanmu Xiaoxian stretched out his fingers and clenched the clothes on his shoulders, his body trembled, and he coughed more than a dozen times in succession.

"Giggle......" Xue Wa'er looked at the woman with her round eyes open, and her plush body climbed up to her shoulders and neck, wrapped her long tail, and curled up on the woman's shoulder.

Duanmu lowered his eyes and was warm and warm, and after two days of his body, Fang Gan's knees and legs regained some sensation.

The man in white struggled to stand up from the edge of the pool, and he couldn't help but feel dizzy for a while, and his breath weakened after losing his strength for too long, so he turned around and walked back to the wooden wheelchair.

Jiuli hurried over, and said with deep shame: "Mr. is affected, Jiuli will send Mr. back to the house." With that, he pushed up the wooden wheelchair and walked back to the road.

Duanmu was coughing all the way, and he couldn't help but wrap his body tightly.

Dressed in black with black hair and snow sideburns, gently blowing in the wind.

Walking to the small building, Jiuli looked at Duanmu's face, and didn't dare to let him get up and go upstairs in person.

"Offended sir. Jiu Li put down the long sword in his hand, picked up the woman from the chair, and walked upstairs quickly, until she carried the woman to Mei Shuying's couch.

Duanmu Xiaoxian's face was as pale as snow, and after entering the house, he felt the warmth of the Yuanhuo lava lamp and the steaming heat, and his complexion eased slightly.

He said slowly: "The method of blocking the dantian with a silver needle is extremely hurtful, and it is not suitable to be used for a long time. ”

Jiuli immediately responded: "Yes!" The man in black stepped forward and hugged Mei Shuying into the bath bucket prepared by the screen, and said to the woman in a respectful voice: "The medicinal materials Jiuli instructed by Mr. have been taken and placed on the side of the bath bucket. ”

Duanmu nodded and carried him into the wide cushioned chair next to the tub.

"The herbs are on the left-hand side......"

Duanmu was dazed and weak, and his body was unstable, so he stretched out his hand to support the bath bucket: "Duanmu is known to have a labor protector." ”

Jiuli looked at the snow on her face and stepped forward to take care of it, and felt that it was inappropriate, twisted between her eyebrows, and said respectfully: "I ordered a few servants and maids to wait outside the door, and if Mr. has something, he will call them in to help, and Jiuli will go to the courtyard to step on it." "I don't know if Yingli's injury can be serious...... Can you come and take care of Mr. Duanmu...... In the past, it was fine the next day, but I don't know if I can have spare strength tonight.

Jiuli thought about it, and her eyebrows twisted even more.

The woman in the chair bowed her head slightly when she heard this.

Jiuli saluted again, and retired anxiously.

Oil lamps, bead lamps, and Yuanhuo lava lamps are all lit in this room, and bright yellow and white lamps are spread all over the room.

The room was extremely quiet, except for Yu Mei's shadow, which was in the barrel with low and subtle breathing, shallow and stagnant.

The woman followed the smell of the medicine and reached out to take a few herbs and put them in the bathtub in front of her.

During this period, he coughed lightly from time to time.

After a while, all the herbs were poured into the hot water at the right time.

The woman summoned the servant and added a few buckets of hot water, and then poured the last ginseng into the water.

Reach out and pass through the water, and the warm and ironing water is warm between your fingers, feeling the warmth lingering, from your fingertips to your body.

Duanmu Xiaoxian breathed a sigh of relief very lightly.

The night is as cool as water, and the moon is clear.

In the silence of the room, Zhu Ping painted snow, and the mist did not disperse, and the mist was warm and warm.

Duanmu Xiaoxian sat in the chair, waited for a little on the edge of the bath bucket, raised his hand into the water and then sparse the veins of the plum shadow.

As soon as his fingertips touched him, he felt hot as fire.

Duanmu knew that the effect of the medicine was coming, so he held his hand and asked silently.

The body temperature, which seems to be a few points more ironing than the temperature in the water, comes from the fingertips, and the pulse is like a flood, and it is slightly urgent.

Duanmu Xiaoxian was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect the effect to be so fast.

The eyebrows are slightly frowned, and some are worried about Mei Shuying or the danger of being anxious and restless.

However, the physical strength has been restored, and the miasma around the body has been sealed in the dantian, not invading the viscera, although it cannot be seen, but it can be known that the complexion must have eased, and there should be a glow.

Duanmu Xiaoxian was thinking about the disadvantages and benefits, and suddenly heard the sound of water blowing, and the woman in the chair raised her eyes in a daze, and when she went down, her hand that cut the pulse tightened, and she was firmly held by the person in the bucket.

"Has the Pavilion Master woken up?"

Duanmu's heart tightened when he asked, and when he heard a light laugh, the man in the water lowered his head against his forehead, and muttered a sentence in a low voice as in the cold pool before.

Duanmu Xiaoxian's face changed, and he turned his wrist and retreated.

I know that he is still trapped in a dream, and he has not woken up from his dreams.

It's just that when I got up, my eyes were dark, and I was suddenly dazed, and my face shook palely.

Mei Shuying grabbed her withdrawn hand, held her and pulled her closer. When he raised his eyes, his eyes were like fire, empty and hot.

The ink feather slipped to the ground.

Duanmu Xiaoxian has not yet eased up, and his body suddenly swirls, and then he hears the sound of water, and the waves are surging.

Countless medicinal herbs and hot water poured out of the tub and spread all over the wooden floor of the house on the second floor, wetting the screen.

The servants outside the house turned their heads when they heard the sound, but they didn't hear the woman's call, and hesitated whether to step forward.

The white clothes were scattered lightly in the water, their clothes and hair were wet, and Duanmu Xiaoxian quickly raised his head from the water on the wall of the bucket.

Mei Shuying looked at her, her thin lips slightly on the field, and her eyes were light.

Duanmu felt his gaze, thought about the situation by the pool, and retreated from the buttress.

Mei Shuying's eyebrows suddenly frowned, her smile condensed slightly, and her eyes fell on the woman coldly.

"If you have fallen into my dreams, how can you hide them?"

After that, he stretched out his arm and fished Duanmu Xiaoxian into his arms.

The water in the bucket rippled lightly, the warmth was long, and the white clothes were wet.

Duanmu Xiaoxian was only separated by a thin layer of wet clothes for a moment, and there was no gap between him and him, and there was no way to avoid it.

Shocked, without hesitation, the woman turned her wrist and slid out a silver needle between her fingers and bounced straight to the side of Mei Shuying's neck.

Mei Shuying leaned over, covered her eyes with one hand, and wrapped her waist tightly with the other.

Duanmu has a sense of silver needle*** Mei Shuying did not stop.

The person who was not wearing an inch on his body and did not know it buried his head and pressed the woman into the water without hesitation.

The water of the medicinal bath instantly invaded his nose, and Duanmu Xiaoxian's hand on the wall of the barrel tightened, and he held a silver needle between his fingers, and at the same time he was eager to block his strength.

However, there was a sudden cough in his throat, and water choked in, and his mind suddenly fell into a dizzy moment.

The next moment, I felt that my lips were suddenly hot.

The lips and tongue entered the teeth, the hot breath came to the face, Mei Shuying buried her head under the water with her, tightly covering the woman's lips and tongue, and the hand on her waist suddenly tightened, tossing and turning, grinding, and kissing.

The silent water is like a blazing fire, urgent and awe-inspiring, wild and noisy, domineering and sinking, firmly suppressed.

Duanmu Xiaoxian's body was shaken, and several silver needles slipped into the water.