"What's wrong with your hands, why are they so cold?" Qinghuan clenched Nanyang's left hand and frowned.

"My hands are always cold." Nan Yang replied lightly.

Qinghuan looked Nan Yang up and down, and her eyes locked on her right hand, which was hidden a little deliberately: "What's wrong with your hand, why is it hidden so deeply?" ”

Nan Yang raised his eyes to meet Qinghuan's eyes, and no longer concealed them, and turned up his right hand wrapped in gauze to show her: "I can't hide it from you, after you left, I accidentally broke the teapot when I poured tea, and my hand was cut by fragments." It's been bandaged and it's fine. ”

"You have lived for more than 100 years, why are you still so careless, you are really a lord, you are used to being served" Qing Huan's frowning brows have not been soothed, pinching Nan Yang's right wrist and looking at it carefully, "I'll go back in a while, I'll give you another medicine." ”

"No, you're not allowed to help me with the medicine. The wound is ugly, you don't want to look at it. Nan Yang retracted his right hand, his eyes drooping.

"It's just a wound, besides, I haven't seen anything on your body, and there's something I shouldn't be allowed to see......"

Nan Yang's ears were red, if the two of them usually said such things in the house, she didn't think anything of it, but she was walking on the road, and a few random flower disciples passed by from time to time, and the reserve buried in her bones made her busy and cheerful: "Presumptuous!" ”

"Yes, yes, my esteemed Master, I am presumptuous," Qinghuan said with pampering in his tone, raising his hand and rubbing Nanyang's hair, "Then you take good care of yourself, don't hurt yourself, make me worry." ”

"......" Nan Yang couldn't help but secretly wonder, it was obvious that she had taken care of this little cub for more than ten years, how could she still be teased by her in the end.

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome." Nan Yang suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" Snorted in bewilderment.

"It's not that I'm not used to eating the food in the Central Plains. You don't have to cook it yourself, which is a hassle. ”

While talking, the two of them had already arrived at the kitchen in the guest room area, and Qinghuan pulled Nan Yang into the kitchen, and replied as she walked, "I like you, Master." Because I like you, I always want to do something for you, I want to give something for you, otherwise, I don't know how to express my like. ”

"You actually talk ...... It doesn't have to be so straightforward. After all, Nan Yang couldn't bear Qinghuan's too passionate love words, just because she didn't pay attention to a few words, she had already secretly red her ears, "I know in my heart, it's always ...... to say it Unorthodox. ”

"Is there one? …… Ah, speaking of which, I've never heard my master say to me that he likes me. It's okay, it's good if you get used to it, I'll tell you every day in the future, and say it many, many times. When you get used to it, you may start to say sweet things to me. He shook Nan Yang's hand with a chuckle, full of childishness.

There was no one else in the kitchen at this time, just the two of them, and they could be presumptuous for a while.

There were no big waves on Nanyang's face, but the red on the tips of his ears was a little heavier. She was silent for a while, and finally connived, "...... It must be when there is no one. ”

"Yes, Master." Leaning over with a chuckle, he kissed Nan Yang on the lips quickly, and then walked briskly to the kitchen counter, happily picking up some dishes and cleaning them.

"What happened to you when you went to Junqiao?" Nan Yang asked while watching Qinghuan chop vegetables.

"We were careless," Qinghuan's tone suddenly sank, "After the rope ladder at the north entrance was deliberately damaged, the young valley master had expected that there were dangerous people behind it, but he didn't communicate with Tanaka in time, and then he learned that there were two other rope ladders that broke down a day earlier. By the time we got to the last rope ladder, we were ...... It's too late. ”

"Someone is trying to trap us in the Valley of Flowers. Who is the target...... You and me? Or Junqiao, or a disciple of the Shanshan faction who came first? Nan Yang frowned and thought carefully.

"Master, I always feel that although the appearance of a qiē is scattered, behind it is a strand. But I thought about it for a long time, and I couldn't figure it out. Qinghuan washed the two tomatoes and slice them on a cutting board.

"It's not happening for no reason, so be wary lately."

"But I usually sleep more dead at night, what if someone accidentally kills someone while a person is sleeping? Master, you sleep lightly, what do you say I should do? With a chuckle, he raised his eyes to look at Nanyang.

"......" Nan Yang simply turned his face away and stared intently at the tomato in Qinghuan's hand.

"Master keeps looking at my tomatoes, is he so hungry that he wants to eat a little?" Qinghuan continued to laugh at Nanyang, pinched a slice of tomato and handed it to Nanyang, "Oh, I'll give it to you." ”

“…… Too sour. Nan Yang glanced at the red persimmon and lightly threw out two words.

smiled lightly, found a jar of sugar, scooped a spoonful of white sugar and sprinkled it on the tomato slices, and sent it to Nanyang: "It's not sour now." ”

Nan Yang's gaze was glued to the tomato slices, and he couldn't refuse to poke his head slightly, slightly opened his red lips, and took a small bite.

Qinghuan watched Nan Yang chew slowly, and then swallowed carefully, and maintained the posture of feeding Nan Yang, motionless. After Nan Yang finished the first bite, he continued to eat slowly with light Huan's hand.

Nan Yang ate very slowly, and her eyes were tightly locked on Nan Yang's soft side face, the lines from Nan Yang's forehead to the bridge of her nose, her lips to her chin were delicate and charming, and her curled eyelashes fluttered gently. Qinghuan's dark jade-like pupils seemed to have a fire, and he couldn't wait to tear the woman in front of him apart, crush it, burn it out, and bury it in his bones.

When Nan Yang took the last bite, she accidentally bit Qing Huan's fingertips gently, and because her fingertips were stained with a lot of tomato juice, Nan Yang naturally stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked the sweet taste that was stuck in Qing Huan's fingertips.

The soft and slippery moist heat touch made Qinghuan's hand tremble, the roots of her ears were slightly red, and she lowered her head impatiently, and her deep voice seemed to be trying to suppress something:

“…… Lick it cleanly. ”

Nan Yang lowered her eyes, her ears were already red, but she was surprisingly indulgent to Qing Huan, and according to her words, she grabbed Qing Huan's wrist and held Qing Huan's fingertips.

Wrapped in soft lips, the tip of the delicate tongue carefully and slowly licks the sweet juice on Qinghuan's fingers. Nan Yang is really sweet and sweet, and he clearly understands that this method is inappropriate, but he still subconsciously does it.

Qinghuan's fingers trembled more and more, his face became more and more flushed, and his voice trembled slightly: "Master......"

"Huh?" Nan Yang replied vaguely with a light finger.

“…… Enough, enough. ”

She should be calm and restrained, not so light-hearted. This is the kitchen, and there are things that need to be tasted.

“…… Well. Nan Yang responded in his throat, lowered his eyes and let go of Qinghuan, and licked the rock sugar and juice on his lips unsatisfied.

This woman is really serious when she is serious, and she is especially good at revealing her cute and charming side when she is not aware of it. The stunner is confusing, and it should be such an elegant and cold woman, who inadvertently reveals the charm and charm. It's like a little fire in the ice and snow, bringing unexpected surprises and absolutely appealing charm.

"Master seems to be hungry, blame me, I didn't settle down properly." Qinghuan's voice was very soft, and there was laughter in it, and she was a little annoyed.

"I'm not hungry."

"Then you just ate deliciously."

Nan Yang heard the teasing in Qinghuan's words, pressed his eyebrows, and said helplessly in his tone: "Do you have to tease me like this?" ”

"You are not only my master, but also my good daughter-in-law." Xiaohuan smiled, "The daughter-in-law was very well-behaved just now, so the husband decided to make the daughter-in-law's favorite sweet and sour fish and sweet lotus root, and treat the belly of the good daughter-in-law." ”

"Nonsense." Nan Yang's voice was much softer, and the corners of his lips hooked a smile.

"If I hadn't been talking nonsense, like you, wouldn't we have suffocated to death if we stayed together. You say yes, my sullen daughter-in-law and Master? ”

“…… Concentrate on cooking, Hugh will say another word. Although Nan Yang's words were stern, his tone was with an imperceptible smile.

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When the dishes were ready, the two of them used some food. After the meal, it was already late.

After cleaning up the kitchen counter, Qinghuan followed Nan Yang back to the room. After a day of tossing, both of them were a little tired, and after talking softly on the bed for a while, they fell asleep.

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It has been raining in the valley of wild flowers, sometimes big and sometimes small, but there is no tendency to stop at all. In the middle of the night, thunder and lightning were still rolling faintly in the sky. The dull thunder struck everyone's hearts irregularly, bringing bursts of oppression for no apparent reason.

I don't know how many days later, Qinghuan woke up vaguely, got up and went to the table to pour a glass of water, and drank it in a bit of a sleepy daze.

Nanyang slept deeply. Qinghuan's hazy sleepy eyes stared at Nan Yang's soft side face for a while, and her eyes gradually cleared.

She put down the cup, quietly walked back to the bed, grabbed Nan Yang's right hand as lightly as possible, gently unwrapped the tightly wrapped gauze, and removed it one by one.

Nan Yang still slept deeply, different from the previous Shen, as if she had experienced something during the day that made her worry about it. If it was left on the usual ground, such a movement was enough to wake her up with high vigilance.

The palm under the gauze is a clear wound cut by porcelain, the wound is very deep, not like it was accidentally scratched, but more like it was cut with force.

The wound was very roughly treated, the flesh and blood were glued together, and it was so blurry that even the palm prints could not be seen clearly. Strangely, the skin of the five fingers was very broken, as if it had been rubbed against the rough ground. The entire palm under the gauze cover is simply miserable, and can only be described in four words: flesh and blood.

Qinghuan sighed softly, found the gold sore medicine, and carefully applied it to the wound.

She looked at Nan Yang's sleeping face worriedly, opened her mouth, and seemed to want to say something, but she could only sigh again, bandage her carefully, and carefully put it back in place.

Nan Yang's eyelashes trembled in the dim candlelight, and the right hand that was put back moved a little without a trace, and gently held the hand that Qing Huan was retracting.

"You've woken up a long time ago, haven't you He smiled softly and softly, and raised his other hand to pull the hair from Nan Yang's sideburns behind his ear.

"Hmm." Nan Yang opened his eyes lightly, and glanced lightly at the hand that shook with Qinghuan, "When I took the medicine, I was a little itchy, so I woke up." ”

"Your face is very pale, and the wounds on your hands are not as good as the ones you sued me, what is wrong?" Qinghuan lowered her voice, and her eyebrows and eyes were extremely docile and soft. It seems that as long as her eyes touch Nanyang, she will become so docile and soft.

"It's none of your business." Nan Yang's words fell, as if he realized that his words were inappropriate, so he added: "The cause of my injury has nothing to do with you, don't worry." There are some things that I can't tell you, but you just need to know that now I am well and very healthy. ”

"It's good to be healthy." Qinghuan lowered her eyes and smiled tiredly.

For some reason, when everything came together, she suddenly felt very tired. Nan Yang hid something from her, which reminded her of what Miao Shan had said to her when she was in Zhongyang City. She didn't really care about the other things Miaoshan said, but she cared about that sentence:

"Your master...... There are some things that she knows about, but she has been hiding from you. ”

What can Master hide from her?

"What, you're not happy?"

"No, Master." Qinghuan turned his face sideways and seemed to sigh softly, "No." ”

Nan Yang saw that Qinghuan was a little lost, his eyes were filled with an indescribable light, he slowly sat up, leaned forward, and kissed Qinghuan's soft side face lightly.

Qinghuan raised his eyes and looked at Nanyang, as if he was a little surprised.

"I'm sorry." Nan Yang's voice was extremely soft, and he began to be ashamed after kissing, but he didn't dare to look at Qinghuan, "I...... I don't want you to be unhappy, but I ...... I don't know how to make you happy. When you were little, I knew how to make you happy, give you a piece of candy, or play with you in the snow for a while, and build a snowman. Now it'......"

"......" Qinghuan looked at Nanyang quietly, waiting for her to continue.

"I only know that when you are intimate with me like this, my heart is happy, so I do the same to you." Nan Yang paused, raised his eyes and looked at Qing Huan's eyes fixedly, and there was an unprecedented plea in his eyes: "Don't be angry with me, okay?" ”

There was silence in the air for a moment, and all I could hear was the faint sound of rolling thunder in the distant sky, and the sound of pouring rain outside.

Qinghuan looked at Nan Yang's rare soft gaze at this moment, and his heart softened. People are such contradictory animals, obviously suspicious one second, but the next second they disappear because of the softness of the person in front of them.

But in any case, it's because I care about her.

"As long as you are healthy, what do I have to be angry about?" With a light smile, he raised his hand and pinched Nanyang's face, "Master, my joys and angers are all related to you; When I was a child, I was happy because you gave me the candy, and you built the snowman with me, and no one else would make me happy with a piece of candy or a snowman. Now there are all the things going on, but you just need to know that whether I'm happy or sad, it's because these things have something to do with you. So no matter what, as long as you are healthy and safe, there is nothing important in the world for me. ”

“……”

"Master, after coming down the mountain, you have lost some weight, and your face has become more and more pale." Qinghuan's hand stayed on the side of Nan Yang's face, and her eyes were so soft that it seemed to be broken, it was best to break into powder, and then turn into a puddle of water, so that Nan Yang could not touch the slightest edge and corner in her eyes, "Obviously I made it according to the recipes written in the book, and I watched you eat three meals a day, how could I not grow meat?" ”

Nan Yang quietly looked at Qinghuan's eyes for a long time, lowered his head, and his ears were slightly red.

There are many things that are not necessary for two people who have lived together for a long time.

They have lived together for more than ten years. So many years is enough to have many tacit understandings.

Just like some sensitivities and concerns, it's all because they care too much. But after all, they care about each other, so nothing is bad.

"......" Nan Yang didn't know what to answer, but he just held his right hand wrapped in gauze tighter and tighter, so tight that he wanted to break the hand bone.

She wanted to respond as eagerly as Qinghuan and say something nice and caring.

But a voice in my head said: No, no, you don't have time.

This qiē is useless.

"Master, go to sleep, you're tired." Qinghuan straightened her clothes, lay back on the bed, and whispered, "Good dream." ”

Nan Yang lay down next to Qing Huan's side, wrapped his arms around her waist, and his face happened to rest on Qing Huan's neck. Because of lying flat, the crystal red jade around Qing Huan's neck slid to the side, and the side engraved with the words was just close to Nan Yang's eyes.

The ten beautiful and clean characters on the flowing jade were infinitely magnified in Nanyang's eyes.

May it be like Liang Shangyan, and see you every year.

Nan Yang stared at Liuyu for a long time, she was really tired, but she didn't want to sleep, she couldn't sleep. She kept staring at the words on the flowing jade, until she saw a circle of blood scattered around her light brown eyes, and saw that the rolling thunder in the sky outside the window gradually disappeared.