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"Come down the mountain, if you want to-day. Eat this Yi Rong Dan, wash yourself before noon, and come to my room. Yan Song said lukewarmly, as if he had adjusted his emotions.

showed an expression that after Qi Qing'er took Yi Rong Dan, whether he was dead or alive had nothing to do with him.

This ability to hide the true emotions in his heart, Yan Song also spent many years to practice.

Qi Qing'er looked at Yan Song very suspiciously, she didn't understand the meaning of these words, what does eating Yirong Dan have to do with washing and bathing?

The words in his mouth, swallowed down, and didn't hold back, Qi Qing'er asked, "What do you want to do to me?" ”

The tone was just curious, not the slightest hint of worry or fear.

After all, it was himself who did this, Qi Qing'er always had to ask clearly, but his hand unconsciously pulled the butterfly yarn to his chest.

Yan Song looked at Qi Qing'er, a trace of coolness wiped over his thin lips, and then he seemed to smile and said, "What do I want to do to you?!" Eat you! ”

Qi Qing'er's heart trembled, is what he said true?

"Yan Song, I'm not joking with you, King Ling's carriage and horse are already on their way back to Beijing, and I don't have much time."

Qi Qing'er's stubborn tone was pleading.

After taking Yi Rong Dan and being able to get out of bed and walk again, it would take a month and a half, Qi Qing'er estimated that King Ling's men and horses would probably pass through Thorn Prefecture in two months.

How could she not be in a hurry.

To put it bluntly, whether so many years of hard work will be in vain is in Yan Song's thoughts.

Qi Qing'er leaned closer to Yan Song without passing through, her crescent-like eyes full of sincerity.

"I'm not kidding, noon is the best time to take it, can't you believe my words?"

"Of course I can trust you, but why should I bathe and change my clothes?" Qi Qing'er's cheeks were slightly red, but she looked at Yan Song's sharp eyes fearlessly.

Yan Song put the tip of his tall nose behind Qi Qing'er's ear, took a deep breath, and said, "The smell that naturally exudes from your body is certainly good, but Yi Rongdan doesn't necessarily like it." ”

Yan Song paused, took his eyes off Qi Qing'er, and continued: "After you take the Yirong Pill, it will take about a month until the effect of the medicine is fully released, and the smell of your body is also very important during this month. ”

After that, Yan Song looked back at Qi Qing'er, raised a bright and slender hand, and stroked Qi Qing'er's face, "I don't want your appearance to be as good as it is now." ”

Qi Qing'er felt furious when she heard this, and really hoped that Yan Song could be more serious at this time.

Still standing in place, Qi Qing'er didn't dodge Yan Song's hand stroking up and down, "Just see it, let's go down the mountain." ”

After finishing the road, he bypassed Yan Song's hand and looked at the distant Jingling Tomb again, Qi Qing'er took a step forward and prepared to go down the mountain.

Unexpectedly, with a tilt of body, Qi Qing'er exclaimed, and was already picked up by Yan Song.

"Walk down the hill, it's past noon."

Yan Song didn't care about Qi Qing'er, who was frightened in his arms, and after saying this lightly, he jumped down.

Qi Qing'er hurriedly hid his face in the black hair on Yan Song's chest, although this mountain is not high, the place where Yan Song descends is indeed steep, without any slope.

Qi Qing'er was inevitably frightened.

Hey, Yan Song is such a person, you can never hold what he is going to do next!

Although Qi Qing'er was not afraid of heights, she did not have any psychological preparation, so she could only stay still obediently.

Through the black hair in front of him, he carefully observed Yan Song's facial expression.

After a while, Yan Song had already landed firmly in the courtyard of Yan's Villa with Qi Qing'er.

It was the time (between nine and eleven o'clock in the morning) Grandpa Hua was chopping wood in the courtyard as always, watching Qi Qing'er and Yan Song come back, stopping what he was doing and brushing his beard, squinting.

Curious why Qi Qing'er came back sideways, didn't Yan Song's decoction work yesterday?!

Grandpa Hua was thinking.

Qi Qing'er suddenly felt a lightness under her, it turned out that Yan Song had already thrown herself out, and hurriedly adjusted her posture, thanks to her light skills, and stood firm before landing.

"Be careful, you will get hurt again!" Grandpa Hua said hurriedly.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Hua, I'm fine!" Qi Qing'er gave Grandpa Hua a comforting look, and at the same time, Yan Song rolled his eyes and stared at Qi Qing'er, and said, "Don't worry, Hua Lao'er, she can't be hurt!" ”

When will he stop being so angry, Qi Qing'er sighed in her heart.

After that, following Yan Song's meaning, he went back to the house to bathe and change clothes.

Before leaving, Yu Guang looked at Yan Song, he actually wanted to help Grandpa Hua chop wood, did he take the important matter of disguise to heart?

Qi Qing'er's psychology suddenly bottomed out.

Slowly removing the clothes from his body, he raised his legs and stepped into a basin of warm water, which was free of any impurities or decorations such as flower petals.

It's really a basin of clear water at a glance.

Qi Qing'er sat in the deep basin and stared blankly at the sandpaper hollow window.

said that Yan Song didn't take the matter of disguise to heart, why did he even arrange the water for bathing?!

Qi Qing'er was thinking about it, and suddenly a voice said.

"Don't soak for too long, it's not good for disguise!"

This is Yan Song's voice, it seems to be by the door, Qi Qing'er was so frightened that she hurriedly covered her body with words, making the basin splash.

Yan Song listened to the movement inside, and his thin lips hooked up a faint smile, "You don't need me to dress you." ”

It was the first time he had said something like that.

Qi Qing'er hurriedly said, "No need, I'll do it myself!" ”

Jumping out of the deep-mouthed tub, he grabbed a rose purple haunt, wrapped himself in a haphazard manner, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The unpredictable danger that disguise may bring did not make Qi Qing'er feel nervous, but Yan Song's unruly behavior of saying that the wind is rain made Qi Qing'er feel anxious.

Qi Qing'er took a deep breath, forcibly held back the blame for Yan Song that rose in her heart, and opened the door.

Yan Song deliberately followed the opened door and leaned over to lean his head on Qi Qing'er's shoulder.

"Yan Song, what a big deal is Yi Rong, can't you be serious?" Qi Qing'er suppressed her emotions, and looked at Yan Song on her shoulder.

"Well, this tastes good, I believe Yi Rong Dan will like it too." Yan Song didn't listen to Qi Qing'er's words at all, he took a deep breath, and there was still endless coolness in his triangular eyes.

"Yan Song!" The two words that Qi Qing'er spit out accentuated the emphatic tone.

Before she could speak, Qi Qing'er felt that the well on her back was poked, and then her body softened, she lost her autonomy, and she couldn't even speak.

I could only watch Yan Song hold himself up horizontally again and head towards the south wing.

Qi Qing'er's thinking was quite clear, and she could clearly feel the nervousness and uneasiness that Yan Song suddenly revealed.

Entering the south wing, there is only a bed and a desk in the room, and the huge room is just two things.

Yan Song tidied up the room overnight last night and took away all the extra items.

The environment is very important, how could Yan Song not take such a big thing as easy appearance to heart.

There was incense burning on the desk, Qi Qing'er couldn't smell the smell, she only felt that the incense calmed her down a lot.

No more anxiety.

Yan Song, however, looked cynical from this morning to before Qi Qing'er bathed, but now it is a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree flip.

The demeanor of the whole person is serious, solemn and solemn that even Qi Qing'er can't believe, and he is not frivolous in the past.

Qi Qing'er was put down on the bed, kept looking at Yan Song, watching his expression change, and then everything in front of him gradually lost its color, and his consciousness began to blur.

Someone fed himself medicine, and Dan's lips were warm, and a round pill entered his mouth.

Qi Qing'er couldn't taste the taste of the pill, and she didn't have the strength to taste it.

Consciousness drifts farther and farther away until it doesn't feel anything around it.