At night, on the low sides of the library, Mochuan placed black and white chess pieces, and the black pieces struck on the white jade chessboard, the sound was crisp, and it was more quiet and serene at night.

Qiyun on the side was anointing candles and looking through the account books of the past month. Mo Chuan pinched the chess pieces in his hand and looked up at her. In the dim halo, Qiyun Wusi hung her shoulders, soft and smooth, wearing a moon-white thin shirt, Tsinghua dust.

Qiyun watched it for a long time, only to feel dizzy, and couldn't help but close his eyes and rub his temples with his fingers. Seeing this scene, Mo Chuan said loudly: "Don't be reckless, do you think you can do anything?" Don't look at that Raushzi, that's not for you. ”

Qiyun let go of the ledger, threw it on the table, and said with a smile: "The palace master is right, I am indeed not good at this. After watching it for a long time, I only felt that my brain hurt. Raising his eyes at Mo Chuan, he said pitifully: "But what can I do?" ”

Mo Chuan dropped another piece in the chessboard and replied lightly: "You're not good at this, I'll let Hauni help you." If you have time, you can come up with something new and interesting. ”

Qiyun was overjoyed, sat opposite Mo Chuan, and looked at him with his hands crossed on his chin: "That's very good, thank you for the palace master's help." Although this Ming Yuexuan is taken care of by ** and Liu An, their original business is also very busy. You've done me and Yi really a great favor. ”

Mo Chuan listened, and his pretty face was a little cold. Qiyun didn't know where to offend him, this person turned his face faster than a book. At the mention of Yizhen, she thought of something in her heart, and hurriedly changed the topic: "Palace Master, you have done good things to the end, and I still have something to ask you to help with." ”

Mo Chuan raised his eyebrows, with an impatient face: "Don't hum and chirp, wouldn't it be more enjoyable to say it together?" ”

"Sister Hongni came to Pingcheng from Bingzhou, why don't you bring Yinxue with you." Qiyun felt Mo Chuan's gaze shoot like a sword, for fear that he would see what was on his mind, and he didn't know how to hold on to the end, "I'...... I miss Yinxue very much. ”

After a few days, Hauni and Mo Qi went to Pingcheng with Yin Xue, and they all settled down in Mingyuexuan, which was originally a little deserted, and Mingyuexuan, which was originally a little deserted, became lively.

Most of Ming Yuexuan's usual care and accounts are transferred to Hauni, and Qiyun often thinks of fresh dishes and ideas in her spare time every day. In the rest of the time, I often sit under the willow trees and look at Lingquan Lake.

Hauni saw Qiyun leisurely, and joked that Qiyun was a laborer who governed people, and he himself was a laborer who governed others.

Qiyun listened to her complaints, shook her head and smiled: "Zhuangzi said that those who are skillful work hard and those who know are worried, and those who are incompetent have nothing to ask for." A dexterous person like Sister Hong is naturally more tired, and a smart person is more worried. After thousands of sails, idleness and indifference, this is my ultimate pursuit. ”

Qiyun has already seen that she is not an ordinary Qinglou shopkeeper. In troubled times, pawn peddlers may once become emperors, and famous ladies may also fall into the dust overnight. Qiyun does not despise her because of Hauni's identity, seeing that she talks elegantly and behaves modestly, she chats with her from time to time, and has a great confidant.

In the days of Ming Yue Xuan, the days are as calm as water. Qiyun thought, everything is complete. It's just that for some reason, I often feel empty and lost in my heart. After sighing, he held the horizontal flute in his hand and played it leisurely.

Yizhen gently pushed the wheelchair over and smiled: "I haven't heard your flute for a long time, and it is becoming more and more melodious." The sound of your flute is ethereal, but it seems to be caring. ”

"Blowing casually, chatting to please yourself." When she saw Yizhen, she put down the jade flute and replied with a light smile.

"I stayed inside because I had a leg problem. You sit idle every day, so that it is not boring? Yizhen asked.

Qiyun replied quietly: "It's very good here, looking at the lake water, no matter how many troubles in my heart have disappeared." What's more, looking at this Lingquan Lake, it reminds me of the Pearl Pond of Baiyun Mountain. ”

"Baiyun Mountain? Pearl Pool? Yi Zhen's beautiful eyebrows were raised, and he asked a little puzzled.

Qiyun came back to her senses, lowered her head, and said, "Due to coincidence, I once stayed in Baiyun Mountain for two months, and that was really ......" She paused before slowly saying: "It's really a fairyland on earth." ”

"A fairyland on earth? So much better. When Yun'er will also take me for a swim, so as to live up to your thoughts. ”

"That's it, the mountain road is difficult." Qiyun shook his head and diverted the topic: "Yizhen, these days, don't you think Yin Xue is a little weird?" ”

"Oh? I didn't pay much attention to it. That girl has always been like that. Yun'er, what tune did you just play? "Yizhen is a bit perfunctory.

"It's always been like that? Yizhen, I think you really don't care about her. Qiyun said angrily, "What a cheerful and happy girl she used to be, laughing heartlessly every day. Now that I'm in Pingcheng, since I met you, she has always been preoccupied, hiding in the room every day and not knowing what to do. I asked her to come here, and I didn't know if it was right or wrong. ”

It was the height of summer, and the lotus flowers in the depths of Lingquan Lake were blooming just right, and some of them had lotus flowers. Qiyun saw that the lotus flowers were delicate and the lotus flowers were cute, so she wanted to pull Yinxue to pick lotuses together.

Qiyun pushed open the door of Yin Xue's room, and when Yin Xue heard the sound, the silver needle in her hand jerked away and stabbed into the flesh of her knees.

Qiyun hurriedly stepped forward to check, and saw a two-inch-long silver needle pierced Yin Xue's knee, blood beads came out at the tip of the needle, and there were multiple needle holes at the knee, densely packed. Seeing this, Qiyun was shocked and asked, "Yin Xue, what's wrong with you?" Why do you prick yourself with a needle? ”

Yin Xue handed her the book in her hand, which was a book of "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases", and said with gritted teeth: "Yizhen's legs are unconscious because of the infiltration of cold qi. I look at the medical books and see if there is a cure. After reading the acupuncture method mentioned in the book, I tried it myself. ”

Hearing this, Qiyun's heart was full of shock, hugged Yin Xue's shoulder, and sighed: "You stupid girl." This thought and affection of yours is true and true, but you don't know the way. ”

Yin Xue said a little shyly: "Sister, don't tell him, I'm afraid he will know the truth, and take away all my books and needles." ”

"Okay, I won't tell Yizhen." Qiyun squatted down and pressed Yin Xue's wound with a silk, "It's just that you don't want to secretly prick needles alone, Ming'er, I will ask a medical officer with superb medical skills to teach us the correct needle technique." Also, if you want to prick a needle, you can also try it on your sister, don't carry it alone. Yin Xue nodded tearfully in response.

Qiyun secretly observed, and every time Yin Xue saw Yizhen, she stared from afar without getting close, with affection and shame in her eyes. In the Song Kingdom that day, in order to avenge Yizhen, he did not hesitate to lose his innocence, how many women in the world are so infatuated? Qiyun inevitably wants to match Yin Xue and Yizhen. And Yizhen seems to be more indifferent since the accident, and he doesn't care about everything.

After Qiyun hinted a few times, Yizhen thumped his unconscious legs and smiled, "I'm a disabled person and I don't want to drag others down. She's a good girl, go find your own happiness. ”