Lin Xinyin stood on the dock in a daze, looking at the empty and desolate scene around her, and her heart was also desolate. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

What's going on? Why not a single one? There is no ferry, is it because it is time to call it a day? She just remembered that Ah Miao had said that there would be no boat crossing after the end of the day, so she could only guess like this. She had been in the inn all day, and even on her way to the stage in the evening, she had been walking with her hat down, and there were so many people along the way, that she had no idea that the ferry pier in the town had reopened this morning.

She remembered the message she had left again. Didn't you see the edge of the moon? She hurried towards the hut on the edge of the dock, but saw that the paper on the wall had been blown down by the night wind, and there were a few more words near the word "this" that she had engraved, what ...... was that?

She approached some whiskers, opened her eyes wide in the moonlight to make out the inscriptions on the wall, read them out one by one, and slowly strung them together into a sentence: "The edge of the moon is here." ”

When she pronounced the last word, she was so shocked that it was as if all her thoughts had stopped working in an instant. Stunned, she stared at the inscription on the wall stupidly, and it took a while to know how to confirm the authenticity again.

Although the crooked notches made her unable to recognize whose handwriting it was, wasn't her own lettering just as ugly? When she stared at the simplified Chinese character for "Yuan" again, her rational mind that had begun to function again crushed the last trace of doubt, and the emotional emotion also made her eyes instantly misty.

It's definitely his legacy. Who in this world would engrave such a sentence in simplified Chinese except for him and her?

She slowly raised her right arm, letting her slightly curled fingers touch the notch on the wall, sliding over each font in the order of words, while silently repeating it again in her mind. After reading this sentence in the style of Ling Yueyuan with her heart, she could imagine that he must have snickered and carved this sentence playfully.

She smiled quietly, too, but the smile faded away. The notch on the wall was no longer warm. He actually came and went quietly, like a gust of wind blowing, leaving only a trace of coldness. How long has he been gone? Why not wait for her? Didn't he see her message?!

Thinking of this, she suddenly noticed that the paper under the notch, the bent half of the body did not look like the original version that she had cut off, so she quickly tore off the whole paper and took a closer look, only to find that the paper full of shipping memos was really not the notice in the early morning! So, the original paper with your own message was disposed of?

She turned to look at the lone word "this" carved by herself on the wall, then looked at Ling Yueyuan's sentence on this "this" word, and finally looked at the thing in her hand that did not have any significance, and quickly figured out the reason.

It's really better to count people than to be counted by heaven, is this the grasp of fate?!

Lin Xinyin weakly let go of her hand and let the paper in her hand float to the surface of the water with the wind. She burst out laughing "hahaha", laughing so hard that her shoulders trembled. She should laugh at her own negligence: when she was here in the early morning, even if she didn't bring pen and ink to change the text, she could still carve a complete sentence on the wall like Ling Yueyuan, wouldn't it be easy for her to have Ye Mei Sword? Why bother just carving the word "this" in a secretive way?!

After tonight's sword dance, she suddenly hated her personality that was always thinking a lot. At this moment, she didn't understand why she felt that it was awkward to engrave a piece of information at that time, just because the paper with the message would be easier to handle. It's good now, someone else has dealt with it for her in advance!

What a fool! Fool. Fool......

She suddenly felt very tired and wanted to rest her heavy head for a while. As soon as this thought came to her mind, she felt that the spirit that had been so inherently condensed had receded like ripples. Only then did she realize that she had run out of strength in her body. Without mental support, her hands and feet began to weaken.

Then, her whole body trembled slightly, even the plum blossom-shaped flower set in her forehead.

The bright moon on the horizon quietly disappeared into the clouds. As the last ray of light between heaven and earth vanished, the gold-leafed plum-shaped flower that had been shining endlessly also dimmed, as if all its brilliance had been swallowed up in the deep darkness. This weak flower, which had never fallen in the fierce sword dance movements, was now trembling, perhaps it was too tired, and at this moment, just a wisp of river wind that could not be lighter could not be lighter passed quietly, and it let it fall to the ground lightly, no longer as tenacious as it once was.

But Lin Xinyin still decided to do something, even though she seemed to fall down at any moment.

She looked at the faint lights on the other side of the river, and speculated that Ling Yueyuan's crossing of the river by boat might only be a recent time, so she should still have a chance to catch up. She remembered that Ah Miao had said that Ling Yueyuan was on foot, and there were no horses by his side, so it was no wonder that he had arrived here so late. She didn't have time to go back to the inn to bring Xiao Huang, so she was lucky to think that after crossing the river, maybe she would be able to use the pupil technique a few more times and run hard to catch up with Ling Yueyuan's pace.

And what is needed most now is the right boat. She stepped into the depths of the dock and looked around at the berths, all she could see was a large merchant ship. It made her wonder, where all the small ferries she had seen the other day had gone? She searched back and forth, and finally saw a small wooden boat without a roof at a berth, and was overjoyed.

She hurriedly ran towards the boat, and when she saw the splashing water and sand and gravel near the connection location, she was worried that she would stain the expensive dress that Liu Qianli claimed was rented, and that the layers of cumbersome skirts were too much of a hindrance. So she turned her head to look around, and saw that there was no other figure on the dock, so she quickly untied the tassel at her waist, untied the draperies, long skirts and short skirts one by one, found a clean place to fold and arrange these skirts, and then pressed the tasselin on it. Finally, she tucked her blouse into the waistband of her trousers, pulled up her trousers, threw her shoes and socks into the boat, and hurriedly crouched down and reached out to untie the rope that was tightly tied to the stake on the pier.

The rope that bound the bow of the ship was thick and tight, and her untied hands were trembling at the moment, but she thought it was only due to her own nervousness.

At this moment, a rational voice also came from her head, as if questioning her:

…… Will you be able to hold the boat?

She was silent and did not think about the answer to the question, because she also wanted to be willful at this time. But in the dim environment without a single ray of moonlight at this moment, even untying the rope became a difficult task. However, she had a blade that sharpened iron like clay, so when she realized that her efforts were in vain, she immediately stopped untying them. She stood up, controlled her trembling body, and when she saw the direction, she leaped towards the middle of the boat, just as she had done with ease when she performed a sword dance on the stage.

Maybe she thought that for herself who had completed so many difficult movements, such a small jump was just a breeze. But even if she is still as light as a swallow, the land under her feet is not stable, let alone her at the end of the crossbow? As soon as she jumped on her toes on deck, the bow of the ship immediately sank into the water, forcing her to stumble unprepared, and after an exclamation of "ah", the whole person fell forward.

At the same time, there was also some splashing into the boat, wetting the deck.

Fortunately, she reacted more quickly, and immediately stretched out her arms, stretched out her palms and pressed them on the board of the boat, supporting half of her body, and finally not falling too ugly. When she stood up again, she found herself out of breath, unsteady on her feet, and limp, as if she had no strength.

It turned out that her body was no longer as light and flexible as it was on stage.

So, a cold voice echoed in her head, as if mocking her innocence:

…… Are you still on your feet?

…… Don't be noisy. She gritted her teeth and snorted to herself, as if in response to the impersonal reason. She was not in a hurry to cut the rope now, but first searched the boat, and soon found the penny lying quietly on the side of the ship.

She picked up the pole, which was half as tall as herself, but she didn't know how to use the strange tool. She had no experience in bracing the penny at all, and after thinking for a while, she could only follow the impression she had made, follow the example of those boatmen, insert the penny with both hands into the water, and try to paddle first.

At first, she thought it might be similar to rowing in the park, but it turned out to be completely different things. Regardless of the fact that the boat was firmly tethered, even if she just tried to paddle back and forth, she felt as if the penny was being bitten tightly by the river, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

In a hurry, she squeezed out the last bit of strength and stroked hard, but she suddenly lost her balance, and she was standing barefoot on the wet plank, suddenly her feet slipped, and then she sat back on the boat with a "bang".

She slammed down so hard that the boat immediately sank downward, and in an instant several waves of water splashed into the boat, and a few drops of water that jumped quite high and smashed on her face, and her long eyelashes trembled violently, as if she were beating this impulsive fool.

While suffering from pain, the undulating waves around her were also particularly harsh, and even Jiang Shui seemed to be laughing at her for doing it herself:

…… Hahaha.

Damn it! Lin Xinyin snuggled on the side of the boat angrily, stretched out her right hand and slapped the river, and after a burst of "bang-la-la-la", more splashes were splashed by her, but they all hit her head, face, and shoulders like raindrops...... A number of small droplets of water fell down her eyelids along her trembling eyelashes, swept across her cheeks, and eroded the unfinished hosta powder little by little, leaving a few wet marks, and then slid to her chin, condensed into a large droplet, and finally fell unbearably on her jade neck, falling and splashing with a "pop", but like a splash of water that brought infinite coldness.

She shuddered. The wet sleeves clung to her arms, bringing a hint of coldness to her skin, but it also calmed her down a little. She finally realized that she couldn't control this pole at all, and even more talked about crossing the river by boat. Fortunately, I didn't cut the rope on the spur of the moment just now, otherwise I accidentally let this boat drift into deep water but couldn't advance or retreat, so how would it be good? Even, if the boat capsized and fell overboard like rowing in the park at that time...... She didn't believe she was lucky enough to be born again.

However, at least she had found the exact information left by Ling Yueyuan, knowing that he was still alive, for her as if she had been groping in the dark for so many days, it was like suddenly seeing a little light, although she could not touch this light, but there was finally a glimmer of hope in her heart. Isn't that lucky enough?

She wondered if Ling Yueyuan should rush to Yuepu after crossing the river, if he didn't find him in Yuepu, would he rush to Fuzhou directly? But she still felt that there was a chance to meet him at the next stop, because she speculated that he was walking on foot based on Ah Miao's account, and she still had Xiao Huang. She didn't know the fact that Ling Yueyuan was traveling in an ox cart. She had already understood that the distance between Xinyang and Yuepu was not close, and she thought that he would never be able to walk overnight, and he should always rest in the middle of the night. Then, even if you ride a horse to catch up early tomorrow morning, you may still be in time, and tomorrow morning, the ferry here will be reopened......

Maybe that's the more sensible thing to do. Or, go back to the square and find out who can and will carry her across the river in a boat? But what about after crossing the river? She found that not only her body, but also her spirit could not withstand the toss, let alone running, even if she was riding a horse, she didn't know if she would fall down while riding.

Just now, she even had a little idea of returning to the stage after a little relief, but now even that thought has dissipated. I only sat on the board for a short while, and then I found that my body seemed to have taken root and could not move.

Tiredness spreads like a virus to the whole body, deep into the bone marrow, and makes the body as heavy as a stone that cannot be straightened. This feeling, just like the moment in the Nameless Valley of the Seven Eyes Mountains, was a fatal exhaustion after exhausting all the strength of the body and mind, and the stubborn will had to be put to sleep.

She was so tired that her outstretched arms hung limply and couldn't make a splash. Beneath the long-sleeved half-covered fingers is the water that is gradually falling silent, and there is no ripple in half a circle. The surface of the river without moonlight was dark, like a dead black mirror, unable to reflect the slightest light.

Tonight's flying and unrestrained spring breeze finally stopped here and now.

Or just sleep in this boat? Then you can catch the first ferry to cross the river tomorrow morning. She thought so. Anyway, this is not the deserted deep mountains and old forests of Qimu Mountain, and she doesn't have to worry about oversleeping, because there will always be a boatman in a hurry to find out tomorrow morning, right?

However, his luggage and horses are still at the inn. Not to mention anything else, Xiao Huang must not be discarded. She still has to rely on it to catch up with Ling Yueyuan's footsteps!

If you don't want to take a nap before leaving. She decided to indulge a little. At this moment, his whole body became soft and light, as if he no longer belonged to himself; Even the resilient spirit seemed to be about to sleep. So, she tried to get a little closer to the side of the ship, placed her raised right arm on the side of the ship, and then leaned her whole body diagonally to the right, burying half of her cheek in the crook of her arm.

When her forehead touched the sleeve of her shirt, which was still clammy and cold, a burst of warmth passed through the tulle into her forearm, dispelling the cold that had been lingering for a long time, and she felt as if her whole body was beginning to relax, as if it was about to melt into water and pour it on the deck in the next moment.

It was so quiet that all around her seemed to be a small boat with only a light wave of night songs, and a moment later, in the daze, she seemed to hear a faint laughter in the distance. Who's laughing? The voice seemed to be coming from the side of the road outside the town, and it sounded familiar...... Could it be Ah Miao? Or is it an illusion of yourself? Or are you already dreaming?

Half-asleep and half-awake, she couldn't even tell if it was the sound of the wind or her own dream.

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"Xinyin, Xinyin......"

A soft sound came intermittently, like the murmur of the night wind.

Who is calling ...... themselves? Lin Xinyin, who was disturbed from her dreams, had a hint of reaction. She hadn't slept too deeply after all, or perhaps her vigilant nerves hadn't fully relaxed.

She opened her eyes in a daze, lifted her head listlessly, and looked in the direction of the docks by the moonlight that had reappeared at some point. When the hazy scene before her became clear, she saw a man squatting near the stake around the rope on the edge of the pier, looking at her with a smile.

It was a familiar face, but it wasn't the miracle she was hoping for.

"Qianli ......?" She quickly recognized who was coming.

"Why did Xinyin sleep here? I didn't respond to you for a long time. Liu Qianli's spirit was very good, he squatted on the dock with his legs together, his hands crossed on his knees, holding the Longquan Sword in his left hand and a small brocade bag in his right hand. He tilted his head and looked with interest at the bewildered girl on the ship's side, her sideburns slightly disheveled. He couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw that there was no longer a shadow of a plum blossom in the red and bright marks on her forehead, and then at her lovely appearance that was delirious, like waking up from a big dream and not knowing what to do.

"I ...... Did I sleep for a long time? Lin Xinyin was also relieved when she saw that the person who came was Liu Qianli. She didn't know how long she had been asleep, it felt like it was just for a moment. Will it be long? Didn't she wake up as soon as she heard the call? However, she still felt tired, and her heavy eyelids seemed to close again at any moment.

"I don't know. However, almost half an hour has passed since Xinyin left. Liu Qianli looked at Lin Xinyin's disheveled and even barefoot, and was immediately very worried, but he had already seen the neatly folded skirt placed in another part of the dock, and felt a little strange: "Why is Xinyin dressed like this and sleeping on the boat?" It's going to catch a cold...... You okay? ”

"It's okay, I'm ......" Lin Xinyin shook her head, she wanted to say that she was actually just a little tired, but when she thought that Liu Qianli would be here at this time, then ......

"Is the event over?" She asked. It seemed faster than she thought.

"Well, it's over. See, that's the reward for three days of hard work! Liu Qianli raised his right arm with a smile, shook a delicate brocade bag tied with a flower knot and decorated beautifully and heavily, and his face was full of joy after winning the victory: "Twenty gold!" Xinyin's sword dance is so exciting, so ah, there is a kind son who has to exclusively fund the prize money of this event! ”

Speaking of this, Liu Qianli laughed out loud with a "hey". Lin Xinyin still did not appear after the end of the talent competition, and the absence of the heroine who won the laurel caused boiling speculation, but it cast a wonderful mystery on her facelessness, and also whetted the appetite of many people, especially the young master Qian, who was generous.

Liu Qianli still clearly remembers the extremely strange scene when he accepted the award on behalf of Lin Xinyin as a man, especially the enthusiasm in the eyes of Young Master Qian, who was willing to be the head of the wronged man, slowly extinguished in front of him tonight, until it turned into a complex complex emotion intertwined with confusion such as doubt, surprise, unwillingness, contempt, and conceit. Later, he was asked a lot of questions by Young Master Qian, but he had already stated that he was actually just Lin Xinyin's cousin, and he was now staying at the Rongshui Inn, and his background was innocent and proven...... But I don't know what the story will be tomorrow? As soon as he thought of this, Liu Qianli wanted to laugh.

Lin Xinyin thought that Liu Qianli was just laughing because of the victory. She was relieved that she didn't have to attend the follow-up event when she heard that the event was over and that she had been rewarded. Perhaps infected by Liu Qianli's optimism, she also laughed.

Then, after weighing it for a moment, she smiled and said, "Then divide the money equally." She said it very lightly, as if she were dividing the mulberry cake equally.

"Huh? It's Xinyin who participates, I'm just helping a little, so you don't have to give me so much......" Liu Qianli was very surprised, but interrupted Lin Xinyin before he finished speaking.

"No...... Chisato has helped a lot, and I wouldn't have won the prize without you. And ......" Lin Xinyin looked down at the already dirty clothes on her body, and said embarrassedly: "These clothes are also soiled by me...... Actually, it's not rented at all, is it? Then think I bought it. ”

Liu Qianli was stunned for a moment. He wanted to say something more, but a pair of Lin Xinyin's clear eyes suddenly seemed to have an illusion that she had seen through something. He was surprised for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay." ”

Lin Xinyin returned a smile. The event ended perfectly, leaving a big stone in her heart, but it also made her feel more sleepy at this time. She felt that even the strength to support herself to raise her head and speak seemed to be running out, but she still asked with the last shred of expectation, "Thousand miles...... Will you be able to hold a boat across the river? ”

"Crossing the river?" Liu Qianli turned his head to look at the dark and heavy river, shook his head and said, "No." If you say that rowing along the shore is okay, if you want to talk about the river, it is too risky now, it is better to take the ferry tomorrow morning. ”

"It's ...... too," Lin Xinyin's voice became weaker.

"What's wrong? Xinyin? Tired? Liu Qianli heard Lin Xinyin's tone gradually becoming low, so he turned around and proposed: "Anyway, let's go back to the inn to rest first, and we will leave early tomorrow morning." ”

"I'm ......" Lin Xinyin snuggled weakly on the side of the ship, and gradually lowered her head. She wanted to say that she already knew Ling Yueyuan's whereabouts, that she hoped to cross the river as soon as possible to catch up with him, and that it would be better if she could cross the river at this moment...... But her stagnant mind could no longer organize a complete and clear sentence, and even a few more strokes of her lips became difficult.

Heavy exhaustion crushed the last shred of her spirit. After a soft sound, her already tilted head sank into the crook of her arm, and in an instant she fell into a deep sleep again.

"Xinyin? Xinyin? Liu Qianli stood up worriedly and called a few times, but there was no response.

It seems that she is so tired. Liu Qianli glanced at the tired girl on the boat with pity. In the accompaniment of the sword dance at the end of the stanza, he saw that Lin Xinyin was getting better, so he simply temporarily replaced the final pipa song with a fierce and high-pitched entry song. And the final rush dance was indeed very successful. He thought she might be able to hold on, and watched her miraculously push the limits, but now it seemed that she had exhausted all her strength and spirit.

Liu Qianli sighed, put away the brocade bag first, then picked up the skirt on the dock, jumped lightly, and clicked on the board of the boat like stepping on the wind. At the same time, the boat showed no sign of sinking, as if it were just a breeze sweeping across the deck.

He spread out the skirt, as if it was a light gauze thin quilt draped on Lin Xinyin's body, then put the Longquan sword on the boat, and then picked up the penny that had been thrown aside. He first held the penny with his right hand, inserted it into the water, squatted down slightly, put the two fingers of his left hand together, his eyebrows tightened, and the two fingers suddenly slashed against the rope that tied the boat, and an invisible force slashed forward like a wind blade, cutting the rope in an instant.

The boat, which had lost its restraints, began to float lightly along the current. After Liu Qianli stood up unhurriedly, he propped up his hands and firmly controlled the direction of the ship's travel.

In the light sound of the splash, he left the boat at the pier and swam smoothly along the riverside towards the Rongshui Inn in the town. There happens to be a small dock where boats can be docked.

Rowing on this quiet river, looking at the lonely moon in the sky, as if infected with a trace of sadness Liu Qianli, he gently sang Yan Gexing while holding the penny:

“…… The strings of the piano are cleared, and the short song cannot be long. The bright moon shines on my bed, and the stars and Han flow west at night. Morning glory and weaver girls look at each other from afar, why should you live up to the river beam? ”

The melodious song drifted on the silent river, but it deepened the slumber of the girl on the boat like a lullaby.

In the midst of this light song, the boat slowly swam to the vicinity of the dock in the middle of the town. At the same time, the lights in front of me gradually brightened, and bursts of lively singing music also drifted in the distance, ending the quiet past.

When crossing the water surface on the riverside of the town, Liu Qianli's eyes swept over the empty dock, looking at the figures still boiling and hugging in the square in the distance, and looking at the people at this moment, each holding hands and singing, raising their arms, raising their sleeves, turning and singing rhythmically in the sometimes cheerful and sometimes slow melody...... It seems that the song has begun.

It was a boiling sea of joy, and laughter was everywhere. This reminded Liu Qianli of the Mid-Autumn Festival night in Chang'an City, which spread for miles and miles.

But these joys don't seem to have anything to do with it. Even in the loud singing at this moment, she still slept silently in this small boat, like a tired child.

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Away from the hustle and bustle of the square, the Rongshui Inn, located on the banks of the lower reaches of the Rong River, is as quiet as ever. The nearby stone pier under the willow trees is welcoming a small boat slowly approaching.

After the boat docked, Liu Qianli called Lin Xinyin a few times, but did not get any response.

He lowered his body again, reached out and patted her on the shoulder, and called her name a few more times, but he couldn't wake her.

If she doesn't wake up like this, how deep is she sleeping? But also, the enthusiastic singing in the square of Shicai didn't wake her up, let alone such a quiet environment now?

Liu Qianli suddenly snickered: Is it necessary to slap her face a few times? But looking at her sleeping appearance, he couldn't bear to wake her up.

Let's just let her fall asleep. Liu Qianli thought about it, then gently put down the penny in his hand, bent down, stretched out his right hand and two fingers to pick up Lin Xinyin's shoes and socks on the boat, lifted the Longquan sword with his left hand, and then stretched out his two arms to hook her shoulders and legs respectively, "Oops" and snorted softly, slowly stood up straight, and picked up the sleeping girl.

He doesn't seem to be used to doing this kind of thing. At this time, there was a soft fragrant body lying in his arms, but he laughed very sneeringly: "It's a little heavy......"

While laughing, he had already jumped ashore with a flying body, and after landing on his toes steadily, he walked lightly. His movements are very careful and steady, as if he is holding a fragile porcelain doll.

After walking for a while, I saw the lights at the entrance of the inn gradually brightening. Liu Qianli looked down at Lin Xinyin, who was still sleeping deeply in her arms, and saw that her sideburns were already messy, her eyes were closed, her face was as calm as water, and the hosta powder on her cheeks had been rubbed into a blur, and although the other side was still intact, there was a faint mark left.

Did she cry? Liu Qianli didn't know that it was just the trail left by the drops of water sliding down her cheeks. After activating his rich imagination and making up some plots in his mind, he hugged the slightly cold body in his arms a little more with pity.

After crossing the threshold of the inn, Liu Qianli instructed the shopkeeper who was in a daze at the front desk: "This girl's room number is 'Night Dew' on the second floor, help me open the door." ”

The shopkeeper was alone and bored at the front desk tonight, and suddenly heard Liu Qianli say this, and couldn't help but look curiously at the girl in the guest's arms. He was even more stunned and impressed when he saw the girl's feet swaying gently outside Liu Qianli's arms, even more so when he saw the girl's feet swaying gently outside Liu Qianli's arms, even without shoes and socks.

"Quick, what's the fuss?" Liu Qianli frowned and urged. Is this shop little second stupid? Think of something.

"Oh, oh, oh." The shopkeeper who came back to his senses nodded, and after finding the key to the room, he took the lead in climbing the stairs with a "knock knock", and while walking forward, he also sneaked a few glances behind him from time to time.

Before getting the room with "night dew" that meets the standard, after the shopkeeper opened the door, he stood sideways to the side and gave way to Liu Qianli, who was following behind.

Liu Qianli stepped into the dark room, stood still, his eyes groped in the darkness for a while, and just a few steps towards the bed, he noticed that a cluster of light suddenly appeared and quickly spread throughout the room, dispelling the silent darkness.

It turned out to be the shop's second boy. This guy is also quite good at doing things, and seeing that the room is not well lit, he quickly lit the candle on the table, and then stood aside in an orderly manner.

Seeing this, Liu Qianli sent a smile to the shopkeeper, not only to express his gratitude, but also to signal that he could go out.

After walking slowly to the side of the bed, Liu Qianli gently laid Lin Xinyin in her arms on the bed, and then put her shoes and socks under the bed. After lifting the gauze skirt that covered her body, he carefully examined her on the bed again, and made sure that the clothes she was wearing were almost dry, so he pulled a quilt nearby and put it on her.

After standing and watching for a while, Liu Qianli was still thinking about whether to help her wash her face, but after thinking about it, it was better to forget it. Judging by her tired appearance now, let her rest for a while.

After a while, Liu Qianli noticed that there were still people behind him who were looking at this side, so he glanced back: It's the second child of this shop again, why don't you leave?

The shopkeeper saw Liu Qianli turn around to look at him, but he didn't seem to understand the meaning in the other party's eyes, so he hurriedly took a step forward and asked, "What else does the guest officer have to order?" ”

"No, thank you. You go out first. Liu Qianli had to give a clear eviction order.

"Oh, oh." The shopkeeper answered in fear, retreated a little reluctantly, and then closed the door again. It seems that this guy is not so much attentive as he is gossipy......

Liu Qianli listened with his ears pricked up for a while, and confirmed that there were no other idlers outside the door, so he turned his head and continued to look at Lin Xinyin who was lying flat on the bed.

He saw that her face seemed a little pale, so he reached out and touched her forehead lightly with his fingers together.

Well, it's okay, the body temperature is normal. It should just be overtired, just have a good night's rest.

After breathing a sigh of relief, he looked at the pretty woman who had fallen asleep. His gaze softened at the same time, but it also carried a hint of reproach:

"Really. Why is there no defense at all? Sleepy outside in disheveled clothes...... What if you pick up those villains with human faces and beast hearts? Liu Qianli looked at her like this and said word by word, as if she was reprimanding this fool who didn't have the slightest sense of self-protection for some reason, but she didn't care if she understood it now.

After a while, his gaze slowly shifted to the fingers of Lin Xinyin's right hand placed on the side of the bed.

After hesitating for a while, he still stretched out his right hand, gently took Lin Xinyin's fingers, let his eyes get a little closer, and carefully studied the ring on her hand. His eyes were serious and serious, as if he were studying the origin of an ancient treasure.

He saw that the little jade set in the ring began to emit a little blue light, which gradually became particularly dazzling in the dim light of the room, deep and mysterious.

It's funny. Liu Qianli stared at it closely, but he couldn't see through the secret hidden in the light. He seemed to catch a little sense of déjà vu, but ...... Not exactly. It was a wonderful, grasping sense, beyond what he knew, and he couldn't analyze the answer.

The light shone suddenly. Then there was a faint coldness that struck, making the sensitive Liu Qianli suddenly raise his eyebrows.

Is it sword energy? He looked at the silent surroundings and there was nothing abnormal, and the Longquan Sword that Lin Xinyin left in the background was also well held in his left hand at the moment, but he always felt that there seemed to be an invisible blade sword tip facing him, what was going on?

The next moment, he even found that his throat had become a little uncomfortable, as if he had been burned by the sword qi, and he couldn't help but cough a few times, causing his body to tremble.

He gently placed Lin Xinyin's right hand on the bed again. After standing up, he raised his hand again and touched his throat.

It's uncomfortable......

Liu Qianli thought so, but didn't say anything. Is it because of his singing tonight? Or is it something else?

He felt that he was also tired and needed to rest. So, he put the Longquan Sword in his left hand on the table in the room, and then put the brocade bag he took out of his arms into Lin Xinyin's personal package. He blew out the candle and withdrew, then closed the door firmly.

The room was once again quiet and dark.

The only light in the darkness slowly fell silent until it was completely retracted into the jade, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep with its owner.

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