Widow Qin covered her mouth desperately, and her suppressed cry still overflowed in wisps. She tugged at the cloth towel, and hatred burst out of those beautiful eyes.

Widow Qin knew that the woman was lying in her bedroom at the moment, she seemed to be injured, she seemed to be very weak, and she seemed to have lost her usual blade. Widow Qin stirred the cloth towel, slowly moved her feet, step by step, step into the inner hall, and turned to the bedroom. She stopped in front of the door, her hands trembling and slowly raised.

The woman sitting cross-legged closed her eyes and smiled, and a faint black aura lingered around her. The footsteps faded away, and the woman opened her eyes, flashing a trace of surprise, a trace of contempt, and finally came to her senses. Mortals are the most cowardly people in the world. You prepare a butcher's knife for her, wash her neck and wait for the blood to splatter on the spot, but she is often defeated by her own timidity.

Qin Xiang struggled to climb over the back wall and landed in the courtyard. A dripping black robe hung from the clothesline, and the water stains splashed on the ground melted the red into the dirt. Qin Xiang squatted down, picked a piece of his fingers and put it on the tip of his nose, and there was a faint bloody breath.

Qin Xianghu raised his head suspiciously and looked at the two closed doors in the inner hall, one was his, and the other was Widow Qin's.

Qin Xiang tiptoed and slowly approached silently. Suddenly, a sharp groan came, and he immediately shook off his steps and rushed in.

There was a person lying on the bed in the house, with a light purple gauze skirt and a pink and blue belt, who else could it be if it wasn't his mother.

"Mother, mother, what's wrong with you?" Qin Xiang rushed over and helped Widow Qin up, and asked urgently.

Widow Qin obviously just woke up from a coma, looked at Qin Xiang blankly, paused for a moment, and said unhappily: "Why are you back again!" ”

Qin Xiang helped Widow Qin to do it, pointed to her left arm wrapped in white cloth strips and asked, "Why are you injured?" Why do you want to hide it from me, I think it's harm~"

"Why do you think so?" Widow Qin glanced at him angrily, pulled her sleeve to cover the wound, and then explained: "I made incense last night, and the stove was too hot, and I was burned. If I hadn't been afraid that you would have worried, I wouldn't have to pretend to wash my clothes, because it would wet the wound again, and I would have to re-apply the medicine! ”

Qin Xiang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, raised Widow Qin's arm to her mouth, blew it gently, and shouted coquettishly: "Mother, it's better for me not to go back, stay at home with you, lest I don't know if you are injured!" ”

Widow Qin immediately glared at him, thought about it, turned around and walked to the dresser, took a sandalwood box with complex patterns, and opened it inside, there were two boxes of rouge gouache, exquisite workmanship, light fragrance, and very exquisite.

"If you don't come back, I'll forget about it. This is my latest new recipe, the makeup is elegant, the fragrance is long-lasting, you help me give it to you Sister Ayin. In the end, this time her condition has worsened, and her mother is also responsible. ”

Qin Xiang blushed instantly, and her eyes dodged and she didn't answer.

"What? Dislike your mother's craft? ”

Qin Xiang immediately shook his head, "How is it possible!" The ability of the mother to make incense is ten miles and eight villages, who does not say good. It's just, it's just this thing, I, how can I send it? ”

Widow Qin pursed her lips and smiled, stuffed the box into Qin Xiang's hand, and said, "You, you, you, everything is fine, but you are too shy!" Didn't you say that your Senior Sister Ayin was still in a coma? You put it at the head of her bed, and she will see it when she wakes up. We just expressed our hearts, and we didn't say that we had to let others know and receive this love. ”

When Qin Xiang heard it, he was right. Senior Sister Ayin is a girl after all, so she will definitely like these things. After thinking about it, he blushed and carried the box in his arms, and felt flustered through his clothes. hurriedly gave a few words of advice and left home in a hurry. In my heart, I was like a deer bumping into each other, and I forgot about the step shake, and returned to Qingyunguan all the way.

Widow Qin smiled and straightened her sleeves, slowly walked to the dresser, picked up the wooden comb and combed her hair. The woman in the bronze mirror smiled skillfully, her beautiful eyes flowed, her lips opened lightly, and she called in a coquettish voice: "Mrs. Qin, you see, your self-made cleverness always requires others to bear the consequences for you." I warned you a long time ago, don't make a fuss about nothing. Why don't you obey that? ”

In the bronze mirror, a figure emerges, but it is like a reflection in the water waves, fluttering and flickering, and it is not real.

"What did you give Xiang'er?"

"Rouge gouache!"

"I don't believe it!"

"Oh, that's the poisonous powder arsenic, it must make Ayin, that little Taoist, die a miserable death!" Luoyu chuckled.

The fluctuations in the bronze mirror were even more violent, the reflection had been shattered, and there was a black qi slowly overflowing, and it flew straight into Luoyu's body. Luoyu took a deep breath, she missed the smell so much. Resentment, pain, hatred, unwillingness, these are like the roots of a great tree, sending out the power of darkness in a steady stream, and perhaps soon, her master will come to this land again.

Ji Wushuang woke up at noon the next day, and Jiang Xiaoyu was standing in front of the window, boredly teasing the birds a few feet away.

The painful sound made Jiang Xiaoyu quickly turn around, facing the innocent eyes that Wushuang had opened last season. Jiang Xiaoyu shook over, stretched out his arm and shook it in front of her.

"What are you doing!" Ji Wushuang rolled his eyes weakly.

Jiang Xiaoyu smiled: "Oops, woke up? I thought you were going to sleep like a pig! ”

Ji Wushuang angrily threw his fist to fight, but he lost his strength and spread it on the bed. "I, what's wrong with me?"

Jiang Xiaoyu straddled the wooden stool in front of the bed, although she was still smiling, there was still a concern in her eyebrows. "Wushuang, what happened to you yesterday?"

"Yesterday?" Ji Wushuang frowned and thought about it, and suddenly slapped his thigh to stand up, staggered, only to feel dizzy and fell straight into Jiang Xiaoyu's arms.

Jiang Xiaoyu looked at her pale face and couldn't help but sigh: "I sue you, don't pretend to be sick and take advantage of me, it's a loss of chivalrous demeanor!" With that, he picked up the man and put him back on the bed, pulled the quilt and covered it, and then turned back and sat back on the stool.

The blazing masculine aura made Ji Wushuang blush, and his face was not as pale as he was just now.

Jiang Xiaoyu didn't break it, picked up the topic just now and asked, "What did you think of?" ”

Ji Wushuang secretly glanced at Jiang Xiaoyu, and saw that the other party's expression was as usual, and there was no emotional leakage, and he felt lost in his heart. whispered: "Linglingna? You call her over, I'll talk to her! ”

"Ouyang Lingling?" Jiang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and asked incomprehensibly: "She has left Qingyun Town yesterday, don't you know?" ”

"Gone?" Ji Wushuang hurriedly asked, "What about Qin Xiang?" Did she find him? ”

"Qin Xiang? Isn't he sick in Qingyun Temple and can't get out of bed? Why, did you see him? ”

Ji Wushuang pursed his mouth disdainfully, "What kind of sick can't get out of bed, I think he's very good!" It's just that I don't want to admit it! If you provoke someone else and pat your ass and want to leave, a man doesn't have a good thing! As he spoke, he glanced at Jiang Xiaoyu again.

Jiang Xiaoyu was speechless for a moment, how could he pull it on himself again.

"Are you sure his name is Qin Xiang?"

"Nonsense, of course it's called Qin Xiang! I called, he answered, and he was still holding Lingling's dragonfly and shaking, this can still be fake. Such a thin and small person, without any martial arts, really doesn't know what's wrong, which makes Lingling so worried. If it weren't for him to see Lingling, why would I follow him all the way, and why wouldn't I~" The voice of complaint stopped abruptly.

Jiang Xiaoyu answered lazily, "What's the matter?" Talking halfway, it's very tasteless! ”

Ji Wushuang didn't fight back, which attracted Jiang Xiaoyu's attention. Looking up, Ji Wushuang's eyes widened, and the whole person fell into a daze.

Jiang Xiaoyu poked her head over and shook her hand vigorously, but Ji Wushuang was still expressionless.

Jiang Xiaoyu was also stunned, and said in a deep voice: "You, don't you remember?" ”