After a while, a fat cook came, smiled and placed the food next to Qi Qing'er's bed, and after talking about a salute, she retreated incognito. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qi Qing'er looked at the food full of cases, and she was already in trouble.

Don't worry about saying much, bury your head in eating.

Yan Song, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, squinted and smiled with his handsome face, and the flow of his eyes swept on Qi Qing'er like a spring breeze.

Yan Yi nodded comfortingly at Qi Qing'er, walked to Grandpa Hua softly, and motioned for him to go out with him.

Grandpa Hua pointed to the wound on Yan Song's body, and just as he was about to speak, he was blocked by Yan Yi's eyes.

The two walked out of the room without leaving a trace.

"Sect Master, ....... wound on the shoulder of the little master?

"It's okay, I've already checked it, and I'll be fine in a few days, and I didn't hurt my muscles and bones."

"Hey, it's the first time I've seen the little master work so hard for someone!"

"Well, that girl's name is Qi Qing'er, and she is Qi Shuai's pearl!"

Grandpa Hua opened his mouth wide in surprise, covered it with his hands, and glared in the direction of the guest bedroom.

"I heard that the Qi Mansion was committing treason, and Qi Shuai has also been executed on the spot, this Qi Qing'er is now a criminal in the imperial court! Sect Master, but think about it, as your Sect Master, you can't ...... with the imperial court."

Yan Yi raised a hand and interrupted Grandpa Hua's words.

"It's just a girl." Yan Yi said and turned to look at Grandpa Hua cautiously, and continued: "From now on, you must not reveal Qi Qing'er's identity to anyone, I have accepted her as a righteous daughter, and you will treat Qi Qing'er as you treat Yan Song in the future." ”

The firmness in Yan Yi's eyes was like a pillar stone, unshakable.

Qi Qing'er, who was eating with her neck stretched out on the bed, how could she have more thoughts to care about Yan Yi and Grandpa Hua who had just gone out, eating with one mind, how many days did it take to have such a delicious meal.

After eating, he wiped his mouth and smiled innocently at Yan Song, which shook people's hearts.

"I'm sorry, Brother Song, I forgot to leave you something to eat!" Qi Qing'er slowly withdrew her hands and said slightly apologetically.

"I've already eaten, are you full? If you don't have enough to eat, you can let the cook do it again. Yan Song said as he put an extra pillow behind Qi Qing'er, for so many years, this was the first time he had taken care of someone, and he seemed a little clumsy.

"I'm full!" Qi Qing'er's voice replied crisp and loud, but she seemed to suddenly remember something bad, her eyebrows gradually tightened into a ball, her expression turned over as she said, and she grabbed Yan Song's hand.

"Sister Yang Liu, you saved me, didn't you save Sister Yang Liu?" The body tightened suddenly, and the pain in the broken bone swam to the heart again, and Qi Qing'er had to slow down her emotions.

"What Sister Yangliu, I haven't seen a sister by your side?!" Yan Song was also anxious.

Qi Qing'er tried hard to recall the scene when she was sold to the matchmaker, but many days of lethargy made her memory fragmented, and all she could think about was intermittent fragments, which could not be linked.

"Yang Liu is as big as me, and she was also sold to the matchmaker, so she must still be with the matchmaker!" Qi Qing'er felt a headache and rubbed her head.

Yan Song looked at Qi Qing'er who was so anxious about this sister named Yang Liu, and said, "I'll help you bring people back now!" With that, the person walked out of the guest bedroom like a gust of wind.

Because Qi Qing'er was brutally treated when she was robbed of jade by the matchmaker and Wang Lao Wu at the same time, she was cruelly treated, resulting in the loss of part of her memory, and later she couldn't explain the appearance of Yang Liu clearly.

After Yan Song went out, he told Yan Yi about Yang Liu.

Several people found the matchmaker, the matchmaker was almost crippled or still failed to tell the whereabouts of the willow, judging by Yan Yi's experience in the rivers and lakes, the willow that Qi Qing'er said should not be in the hands of the matchmaker.

is also because Qi Qing'er is a sinner, and the Yan family takes in Qi Qing'er, which is tantamount to going against the court and ignoring the royal law.

If you want to save Yang Liu, you can only rely on Qi Qing'er's appearance, make a portrait, and find a few trusted henchmen around you to find someone in secret.

Originally, as the sect master of Yan Yi's Eight Great Rivers and Lakes, it was not difficult to find a ten-year-old girl named Yang Liu. Just because of Qi Qing'er's special identity, the Yan family is not allowed to publicize this matter, and with a deviated portrait, searching for people has become a needle in the bottom of the sea.

Traffickers like Wang Lao Wu never do business in one place, often crossing several continents and traveling to various countries.

In addition, those who were sold into the Red Mansion, little girls like Yang Liu, were generally raised in a closed manner first, and it was difficult to contact outsiders.

Once the person is transferred, it is no different from disappearing from this world.

After a long time, until Qi Qing'er was able to stand up and walk again, there was still no news from Yang Liu.

Qi Qing'er herself also understood that living in the Yan family as a prisoner in the imperial court was already a threat to the Yan family.

How can you blame Yan Song for not trying his best to find Sister Yang Liu.

Sitting in the courtyard, while pounding mud with branches, while watching Yan Song dance the sword, Qi Qing'er brushed the slightest cold between his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes into a line, and glanced at the dazzling sun.

After recovering from his senses, he met in front of a fluffy and soft pink.

Yan Song picked up a bunch of peach blossom petals with the hem of his skirt and was grinning at Qi Qing'er.

"Seeing that you've been staring at that peach tree, I've got you these petals, do you like it?!"

Qi Qing'er has never liked to make flowers and touch willows, and still maintains the posture she just had, "How good these petals are growing on the tree, now that peach tree has been cut out of a bare branch, which is incompatible with the rest of the branches and flowers!" ”

As soon as these words fell, the smile on Yan Song's face disappeared halfway.

In his eyes, girls shouldn't all like flowers, petals, rouge gouache and other things, but Qi Qing'er in front of him looks like she looks like she sees flowers in the fog, and she doesn't like these flowers and willows.

"But these flowers can't grow back on the tree, Sister Qing'er doesn't want to touch it with her hands, but the fragrance is soft!" Yan Song sent the petals to Qi Qing'er again.

Grandpa Hua, who was chopping firewood in the courtyard, looked at the trembling autumn branches like fallen leaves, and said to Yan Song in a deep voice: "The sect master just went out to Wushan and visited the head of Wushan, and you started to mess around. It is estimated that when the sect master comes back, the tree will still be bald, and you will wait to be punished by the sect master, and I will not protect you then! ”

"I'll cut off the bald branch when I get there, and I won't be able to see it!" Yan Song pouted, twisted his body, and shook his head as he spoke.

Qi Qing'er sneered and laughed.

The laughter was like a silver bell, and the smile was even more heartwarming.

Yan Song didn't know what to say for a while, and he laughed twice.

"Brother Song, I'm watching you dance the sword, it's much better than a peach tree." Qi Qing'er said, throwing away the wooden strip in her hand.

"Really?!" Yan Song stretched out his arm, only to hear the soft sword swishing in the air, the sword body reflected the sunlight, like a swimming dragon, "This is a few days ago. I just taught me the Shadow Stream Sword Technique, do you want to learn it, I can teach you! ”

Grandpa Hua began to chatter again, "Be careful, your sister Qing'er is just in good health, don't hurt it again!" ”

"Got it!" Yan Song didn't look at Grandpa Hua, with a perfect smile on the corner of his mouth, he just stretched out a hand to Qi Qing'er, "I can take you first, I can't stand steadily, or where it hurts, I am behind me!" ”

This scene is too similar to a scene in the martial arts arena of Qi Mansion, and the name Junsheng touched Qi Qing'er's brain nerves.

Qi Qing'er hesitated for a moment, but still took Yan Song's hand and got up.

Yan Song put the soft sword in Qi Qing'er's hand, then grabbed Qi Qing'er's hand from the back of his hand, and first drew a semicircular arc in the air, shaped like a crescent moon.

Then Qi Qing'er followed Yan Song's steps, pacing, jumping, moving, and jumping.

Every action is done without deviation from what Yan Song did.

An elder like Grandpa Hua, who has gone through the world, nodded and applauded Qi Qing'er's understanding.

After all, she has the blood of a martial artist, the hottest blood of a generation of military advisors, and her understanding of martial arts is brought out from her mother's womb.

This dance is at sunset.

Every day in the future, the sun sets, and the cycle repeats, Qi Qing'er tirelessly practices swords and dances.

Mother's words often echoed in Qi Qing'er's ears, "You must live, for all the loyal souls in the Qi Mansion!" ”