When I looked closely, it turned out to be Yan Song. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He slept on the edge of Qi Qing'er's bed all night.

Half of his face was covered by scattered black hair, and he breathed deeply, apparently still asleep.

Qi Qing'er looked carefully at the triangular eyes that would secretly send autumn waves, it turned out that they were so soft and warm when they were closed.

It's just that under the long eyelashes, the dark circles under the eyes made Qi Qing'er unimaginable when he came to his room last night.

Certainly, very late, or before sunrise.

Qi Qing'er leaned down, lay on the edge of the bed with her hands, rested her chin on her arms, raised two fingers, and gently stroked the black hair on Yan Song's forehead.

When he wakes up, he always looks cynical, always likes to work against Qi Qing'er, sometimes revealing love, but often hides his caring emotions deeply.

Qi Qing'er looked at Yan Song in front of her, and she didn't know why she believed him like this.

The red lips that are not self-red are bent upwards with a beautiful arc.

She still likes him when he is asleep, just like it.

"Have you seen enough?"

Yan Song suddenly spoke, his voice was warm, and his sleeping posture remained unchanged.

Qi Qing'er couldn't react for a while, raised her head and hit the bed board with a "bang", her head buzzed, it hurt.

Originally, I wanted to enjoy Yan Song's charming appearance when he was asleep, but now it seems that there is no chance.

Qi Qing'er hurriedly put away her appreciative eyes, cleared her throat, rubbed her head, and said, "Who is looking at you, it's obviously ...... Trying to wake you up. ”

Unable to make up any better reason, Qi Qing'er changed the focus and continued: "Why are you here and still sleeping in my room?" ”

Yan Song stretched his waist, and looked at Qi Qing'er with a handsome and well-defined face, "Hey, it's not because someone doesn't know how to go to bed now, and they always sleep on the edge of the bed." ”

Qi Qing'er knew in his heart that he had said to Yan Song yesterday what he didn't want to hear for so many years, and last night, it is estimated that he basically didn't close his eyes.

Inadvertently feeling guilty, Qi Qing'er got out of bed while combing the butterfly yarn on her body, and said, "The cook must have made breakfast there, and I will take you to a place after breakfast." ”

Qi Qing'er said, turned around and raised her eyebrows at Yan Songyi, and walked towards the bronze mirror.

"Take me somewhere?! I've always taken you out to play, but now it's you who take me?! Okay, let's talk about it, if you want to take me there, forget about the empty mountains and dense forests and no one in the place, I'm still a pure man! ”

Yan Song said and closed the clothes on his body, hugged his arms together, and put them on his chest, looking like Qi Qing'er was going to eat him.

Qi Qing'er faced the bronze mirror, only looked at herself in the mirror, didn't pay attention to Yan Song's expression and movements, took care of herself, and said, "Don't worry, it's a place where there is no one in the empty mountains and dense forests." ”

Yan Song enlarged and closed his mouth again, indicating understanding.

Ran Qi Qing'er looked at her face in the bronze mirror, touched her cheek with her hand, her expression became gloomy again, she frowned, and then gave herself a smile.

Yan Song had already promised to let him eat Yirong Dan last night, and now he had to persuade him to take it out as soon as possible.

Qi Qing'er straightened her naturally drooping hair a little, then tied it with a honey-colored ribbon, and turned around lightly: "Let's go, the sooner you go to that place, the better." ”

As he spoke, he pulled Yan Song out of his room.

Yan Song followed behind him, looking unbelievable, things happened too fast, and he hadn't kept up with Qi Qing'er's thinking.

Or a light night's sleep, with the head still half-awake and half-asleep.

The two ate breakfast at the cook's place, and helped the cook put away the dishes and chopsticks, and then Qi Qing'er took Yan Song up the mountain.

At the beginning of autumn, the trees and grass leaves all over the mountain are still green, only a few places are a little yellow, and the air is still as hot as ever.

Fortunately, it was early in the morning, there was no irritability, and the air was not as heavy as it was at night.

When going up the mountain, Qi Qing'er had been walking in front of Yan Song, and the decoction sent by Yan Song last night really had an extraordinary effect, the old disease disappeared without a trace, and Qi Qing'er's feet had been very stable.

Isn't it, Qi Qing'er was sweating for four or five hours yesterday, Yan Song also prepared medicine for four or five hours, plus Yan Song was already proficient in pharmacology, how could the decoction he decocted with his heart not work.

The mountain they were going to was called Linyun Mountain. It is said that it is near the clouds, not because it towers into the clouds, but because its geographical location is just right, standing on it, the line of sight can be far away, especially in the early morning.

Stand there as if you were in the clouds.

Qi Qing'er and Yan Song, both of whom are martial arts practitioners, soon came to the top of the mountain, and all the way up the mountain, neither of them had any breath.

"Isn't this where I took you before? I mean, when did you know more than I did? Yan Song stood firm, looked at the red sun hanging in the east, waved his sleeves, and said chicly.

"Yes, it's where you brought me, but there's a place you didn't show me." Qi Qing'er followed Yan Song's words, her eyes began to condense, and she paced back and forth in the open space at the top of the mountain.

"I can see almost the entire territory of the Great Yu Dynasty here, and I can even see part of Nanchu, if there is any place I didn't point out to you, it's because your eyesight is worse than mine, and you can't see it."

Yan Song squinted her eyes and looked at Qi Qing'er with full vigilance, as if she was about to say something she didn't like to hear.

Qi Qing'er greeted the breeze and nodded.

Three thousand green silks fluttered in the wind, and a few of them were put on Qi Qing'er's face that could be broken, which was so beautiful.

Standing on her heels, the butterfly yarn fluttered behind Qi Qing'er with the wind, her eyes closed, and she cautiously looked at another mountain peak one after another hundreds of miles away, and looked at it for a long time.

Dan's lips pursed slightly, then opened slightly, and said: "There are lofty mountains in the north, rolling hills in the south, that city is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and it is a prosperous scene in all seasons. ”

Qi Qing'er paused, her eyes reflected Chaoxia, hot and cold, turned to look at Yan Song, and said, "Brother Song, only this city, you have never pointed it out to me." ”

Yan Song didn't look at Qi Qing'er, pinned his hands behind his back, and began to look at the city that Qi Qing'er said.

"I didn't show it to you because you came from that city, the city called Jingling." Yan Song's chest rose and fell, and the cold light passed through his eyes, obviously suppressing the agitated emotions.

Qi Qing'er continued to look at Yan Song's side face, which seemed to have become a part of her life, and said, "In that city, there has been too much blood of my Qi clan's loyalty, and there have also been too many past that I Qi Qing'er can't forget. ”

Qi Qing'er sniffed, and the morning glow began to become dazzling, wantonly reflecting the stars in Qi Qing'er's eyes.

"In the past fifteen years, my heart has never relaxed, and every contraction of it is telling me that too many righteous martyrs have been unjustly killed in the bloody case of Qi Mansion......"

Yan Song interrupted Qi Qing'er's words, "You want Zhaoxue, this is the reason why you have lived until now!" Yan Song didn't dare to look at Qi Qing'er, and there was countless reluctance on his handsome face.

"Brother Song, promise me, okay?" Qi Qing'er slowly walked up to Yan Song, raised his hand and stroked Yan Song's cheek, his face was cold.

"Did you give me a chance not to say yes?!" Yan Song's cold-splashed triangular eyes hooked Qi Qing'er's gaze, hooked his thin lips, and pressed them to Qi Qing'er's ears, and his magnetic voice was full of helplessness and domineering.

Suddenly, Qi Qing'er felt a pain at the base of her ear, followed by a burning heat.

Yan Song bit Qi Qing'er angrily, and after letting go, he continued: "Last night, I went to Tianquan Pavilion and got the Yirong Pill from my father. ”

No wonder he looked tired in the morning, it turned out that he really hadn't slept all night.

Qi Qing'er couldn't help but feel a pain in the corner of her heart, hugged Yan Song from behind, and put her face on his back, this temperature was very familiar to her.

"Thank you, Brother Song!"

In fact, in the past fifteen years, Yan Song didn't know that Qi Qing'er would one day return to that Jingling and teach her martial arts, even if one day she left alone and no one took care of her, she could still protect herself.

But in fifteen years, he found that the more Qi Qing'er grew up, the more flamboyant his face became, and the more inseparable he was from the shadow of the descendants of Qi Mansion.

Yi Rongdan, he had already thought about being in front of Qi Qing'er.

What kind of heart-wrenching love is this, no matter how grief-stricken Yan Song is, he will push his beloved to the brink of life and death, what kind of love word is it.