"Look, Xingchen, we're going to take this medicine. ”

Qing Xuan squatted down, picked a medicine, and said to Ye Xingchen with joy.

"Good. Ye Xingchen responded with a smile, and then trotted towards Qingxuan.

Ye Xingchen approached, and after seeing the herb in Qing Xuan's hand, he directly exclaimed, "Blood Condensation Grass!"

Clotting herb, as the name suggests, is an herb that has blood-clotting properties.

Its herbs are mostly common in the mountains, and the flowering and fruiting period is the most in May and June every year.

At this time, it is only necessary to take the part of its lush stems and leaves to remove impurities and dry them before entering the medicine.

However, a skilled physician will make an extract that can be applied directly to the wound to shorten the clotting time of the blood.

It is also for this reason that the coagulation cream made of coagulation grass has been high in the medicinal material market.

The reason is the same, although the medicinal effect of this plaster from the hands of the doctor is not as good as that of those alchemists, it can be regarded as the most real existence for the mercenaries who live at the bottom and live on the knife every day licking blood.

"I didn't expect so much to grow here. Qing Xuan said as he picked it.

Ye Xingchen smiled, didn't say much, took off the back basket and put it aside, and quickly joined Qing Xuan's medicine collection team.

Ye Xingchen squatted down, pulled out a blood condensation grass with all his might, and showed off to Qing Xuan on the side: "You see this blood condensation grass is so big. ”

However, in exchange for it, Qing Xuan reprimanded: "When collecting medicine, you need to remember one thing, pick its stems and leaves, and don't pull out the roots." ”

"Huh?" Ye Xingchen was stunned.

"The medicinal effect of medicinal herbs lies mostly in the stems and leaves, and if you uproot them, not only will they not have much effect, but they will also directly destroy their regrowth. Qing Xuan explained to Ye Xingchen like a lecturer.

"Really?"

Ye Xingchen looked down at the blood condensation grass in his hand and muttered.

Qing Xuan nodded lightly and didn't say anything more.

However, Ye Xingchen's next move made Qing Xuan puff and laughed directly.

I saw Ye Xingchen slowly bury the blood condensation grass in his hand back into the soil.

"Ye Xingchen, are you stupid!" Qing Xuan couldn't help it, covering his mouth and snickering.

Hearing this, Ye Xingchen looked up at Qing Xuan, frowned, and said with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong?"

"No... Nothing, you continue. Qing Xuan said with a smile.

"I don't know what's funny. Ye Xingchen muttered and continued to bury the blood condensation grass.

Qing Xuan smiled and didn't pay attention to it anymore, anyway, the purpose of this medicine collection was mainly to bring Ye Xingchen out to breathe through the wind and move his muscles and bones.

In a flash, several hours had passed.

Ye Xingchen looked up at the sky, and the sun near noon was already a little vicious.

"Qingxuan, rest for a while and then pick it!"

Looking at Qing Xuan, whose face was flushed and sweat beaded on his forehead, Ye Xingchen couldn't help but say with concern.

Hearing the sound, Qing Xuan put the medicinal herbs in her hand into the back basket, looked up at the sky, and the dazzling sunlight made her quickly reach out to block it.

"Why is it so hot today!" Qing Xuan wiped the sweat from his forehead with the corner of his sleeve and said loudly.

"Let's go, go and sit in the shade over there. Ye Xingchen pointed to the side and said.

Under a huge tree, there sat two young figures, a man and a woman.

At this time, Qing Xuan took a sip of the water handed by Ye Xingchen, and said with some resentment: "This ghost weather, I would not have come out if I knew it." ”

Ye Xingchen smiled faintly, holding a piece of grass in his mouth, and did not make a sound.

"Come, let's eat a cake!" Qing Xuan took out a cake and handed it to Ye Xingchen, "I saw that you didn't eat much in the morning, so I brought you a cake." ”

Ye Xingchen turned his face sideways, stared at Qing Xuan with his eyes, was stunned for a moment, and slowly reached out to take the cake handed by Qing Xuan, and couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart, and then quickly withdrew his gaze.

Ye Xingchen covered the cake with both hands, lowered his head, took a bite, his mouth was slightly dry, and he couldn't help chewing it slowly.

"What's the matter, isn't it a little unpalatable?" Seeing that Ye Xingchen hadn't swallowed it for a long time, Qing Xuan couldn't help but ask.

Hearing this, Ye Xingchen hurriedly swallowed it, and then said with a smile: "No, this is the best cake I have ever tasted." ”

As he spoke, Ye Xingchen took a sharp bite and began to gobble it up.

Seeing this, Qing Xuanxiu frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "I know, you just don't want to embarrass me." ”

"No... No. Ye Xingchen explained, and while dividing a small piece and handing it to Qing Xuan's mouth, "You can taste it too, it's really delicious!"

Qing Xuan paused slightly, and wanted to reach out to pick it up, but in the end, with a little shyness, his lips opened slightly, and he chose to let Ye Xingchen feed the cake into his mouth.

Qing Xuan chewed slowly, looking the same on the surface, but in his heart, there seemed to be a deer breaking in, jumping up and down.

However, this feeling has not diminished with the passage of time, but has become more and more intense.

"What's wrong with me?"

Qing Xuan lowered his head, his heart was surging, like a lake as flat as a mirror setting off waves, his cheeks were red and even the roots of his ears.

In the next moment, he forcibly found a reason, "This ghost weather is too hot, I'll go to the stream to wash my face." ”

As he spoke, without waiting for Ye Xingchen to react, he got up and walked quickly towards the stream.

"Is it so hot?" Ye Xingchen muttered, glanced up at the sky, and then got up and followed.

"Why is it still so hot?"

Qing Xuan squatted by the stream and held a few handfuls of water on his face in a row, but found that his cheeks were still hot.

"Qingxuan, are you okay?"

Ye Xingchen, who followed behind him, said with concern.

Hearing the sound, Qing Xuan wiped the water droplets on his face with his hand, stood up, looked back at Ye Xingchen, smiled, and said, "It's okay, it's just that the weather is too hot, it's okay to wash your face with cold water." ”

"Not to mention, it's a bit hot for you to say that. Ye Xingchen pulled up his sleeves, squatted down, held a handful of water on his face, and said, "Wow, it's so cool." ”

Seeing Ye Xingchen, who was like a child seeing a sugar man when he saw water, Qing Xuan couldn't help but cover his mouth and snicker, "Look at you!"

"Hehe..."Ye Xingchen smiled, "Say me, you're not the same." ”

"Hmph!" Qing Xuan snorted coldly and said, "I don't like to play with water as much as you." ”

As he spoke, he gently lifted the hem of his skirt with his hand.

However, in the next moment, I saw Ye Xingchen smile evilly, "Really?"

While speaking, without waiting for Qing Xuan's reaction, he poured water on the other party.

Qing Xuan thought that Ye Xingchen would suddenly come out like this, and she was defenseless, so she could only instinctively reach out to protect her face.

It's a pity that her petite slender jade hands can cover how many places!

No, a column of water hit her forehead directly, instantly drenching her into a water man.

"Hmm. Qing Xuan let out a low groan.

Seeing this, Ye Xingchen laughed evilly, "Look at how I clean you up." ”

As he spoke, he poured the stream towards Qingxuan again...

was bullied by Ye Xingchen one after another, Qing Xuan was not to be outdone, squatting down violently, and constantly watering Ye Xingchen.

"Haha" Ye Xingchen laughed, "Do you dare to fight back?"

While speaking, he sped up the speed of the water in his hand.

Maybe it was because of the absence of his father's presence, as time went by, Qingxuan gradually let go and was no longer restrained.

In this way, for a time, the mountain stream, which is rarely visited by people, presents such a picture: the wind blows the mountains and forests, people and white clouds inhabit, the gurgling streams soak people's hearts, and the water is deep and the fish are playing.

The ancients had a cloud: wherever there is water, there is more spirituality, and with spirituality, many vibrant stories will naturally grow.

The story is poignant and beautiful, hateful and lovely, sad and joyful...

However, these stories do not belong to the two people playing in the water by the stream for the time being.

They, everything is unknown!

"Ahh

Qing Xuan was careless, his feet slipped, and his body fell backwards in an instant...

"Be careful. ”

Ye Xingchen, who reacted, hurriedly took a step forward in a hurry, took Qing Xuan's raised hand, and then reached out to hug the latter.

In this way, although Qing Xuan did not fall to the ground, the whole person was lying in Ye Xingchen's arms.

"Are you alright?"

Qing Xuan slowly opened his eyes, but he saw a familiar face, staring at him.

"It's fine. Qing Xuan shook his head slightly, and then with a little dodge, his cheeks turned red, his head was slightly offset, and he no longer looked at Ye Xingchen.

At this moment, Ye Xingchen came back to his senses, and Fang knew that Qingxuan was still in his arms.

At this time, it was summer, and Qing Xuan was already dressed lightly, and because of the two of them playing in the water before, Qing Xuan was already soaked.

Under the light yarn, there is a concave and convex, very tempting figure.

However, Ye Xingchen's hand was around her waist at this time.

When feeling the slender waist of the willow without a trace of fat and Ying Ying, Ye Xingchen's eyes looking at Qing Xuan were already a little confused, and his heartbeat increased suddenly.

In this way, neither of them spoke, and no one was afraid that as soon as they spoke out, they would break this somewhat ambiguous and slightly embarrassing situation.

After a long time, Qing Xuan felt that the breathing sound above him was getting more and more rapid, he bit his teeth lightly, turned his face slightly, and said in a low voice with a somewhat evasive look: "That... Xingchen, can you let me down first?"