Qinghuan sat upright in front of the dressing mirror, curiously looking at himself in the mirror, as well as Nan Yang standing behind him. Nan Yang held a wooden comb and gently combed Qinghuan's hair, the snow-white sleeves were rolled up a few times and tied behind the elbows, revealing a fair-skinned forearm with a perfect arc, and a hairband tied around the slender white wrist.

Qinghuan is not used to the maid dressing her and combing her hair. So Nanyang learned these simple jobs from the maid and came to tie her hair for Qinghuan in person. She has been worry-free about food and clothing on the North Punishment Mountain for so many years, but she has never taken care of others so carefully.

After combing his hair, Qinghuan habitually turned around, looked at Nan Yang's eyes that were as cold as tea, and took Nan Yang's right hand with his small hand. Nan Yang has been holding a sword for many years, and there is a thin layer of cocoons on the outside of the tiger's mouth and index finger on his right hand, which is actually comfortable to touch.

Nan Yang took out the flowing jade that had solidified into a ring, and the originally white flowing jade was added to his own blood, turning into a translucent red, a small piece of beautiful jade, and hung it on Qinghuan's neck with a black thread, lining the child more and more pink jade.

Qing Huan felt that the moment this blood-red jade touched his skin, something woke up in his brain, and gently dissolved, the flowing jade exuded a soft warmth, and a drop of Nan Yang's blood was sealed inside.

"Division...... Shi ......" Qinghuan looked at Nan Yang seriously, trying to pronounce the syllables in his mouth.

Nan Yang was slightly surprised when she heard Qinghuan speak for the first time, and she also tried to discern what she was talking about.

"Division...... Division...... Father ......" Qinghuan said these two words with great difficulty, and then smirked again.

In fact, for her, she didn't know the meaning of these two words, just like she didn't know the meaning of the two words Qinghuan, but she knew that Qinghuan was calling her a look. She just heard that Bian Ziqian and Yuntang both called Nan Yang like this, and she also wanted to call Nan Yang's name.

Nan Yang's mind was stunned for a moment, and the two words were shouted out in a soft and tender voice, which slowly flowed into her heart like warm water in spring, and softly hit her mind.

She didn't know what to say at this time, she just took Qinghuan gently into her arms and gently stroked Qinghuan's back with her hand.

Yuntang happened to walk in: "Qinghuan, are you up...... Teacher-Master! You ......"

Hearing this, Nan Yang turned his head to look at Yuntang: "What's the matter?" ”

Yun Tang wrinkled his little face a little aggrieved: "Master, are you actually hugging Qinghuan very seriously...... My son and I have been under your door for so long, and you have never hugged us like that. ”

Qing Huan just spoke. She called me Master. When Nan Yang talked about this, his eyes were like ice and snow melting, and he unconsciously flowed with a trace of tenderness.

smiled mischievously, jumped up and hugged Nanyang's neck, and buried his little head in it and rubbed it hard. She really likes this person so much, the plum fragrance and warm neck on Nanyang's body make her reluctant to let go.

"It seems that I can slowly teach her to write and practice swords in the future," Yuntang said with a smile......

A maid suddenly ran in and said to Nanyang, "Your Excellency, Rong Huaizun has come up to find you." ”

When Nan Yang heard Rong Huai's name, he felt as if he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it, so he had to take Qinghuan and go to the front hall together.

Rong Huai sat at the table, holding a cup of tea in his hand, holding the lid of the cup with his fingertips, and gently scraping the rim of the cup. He gently blew away the tea leaves floating on the surface of the water and lowered his head to take a sip.

Nan Yang led Qinghuan in. Rong Huai saw Qinghuan and showed his trademark elegant smile: "This is your new apprentice?" See you for the first time. ”

Nan Yang nodded, and asked again: "Senior brother came all the way to Rongkue Pavilion, is there anything wrong?" ”

"Can't you come and talk to my junior sister if you're fine?" Rong Huai looked at Nan Yang gently, his eyes were full of pampering, "You haven't been out of the Rong Ku Pavilion for more than a month, you should have gone to the main hall of the head of the house a few days ago to pass on your skills, have you forgotten it?" ”

Nan Yang is like an initiation, no wonder she always feels that she has forgotten something, she stayed in the Rongkut Pavilion to take care of Qinghuan, and even forgot that she must go to the master of the main hall to practice every month. Nanyang was embarrassed for a while, but he never showed it on his face: "I forgot." Shizun isn't angry, is he? ”

"Is Shizun a person who gets angry easily?" Rong Huai chuckled. This little junior sister, her temperament has been so cold for so many years, and it is really rare for her to take care of a person seriously.

Qinghuan was ignored by Nan Yang for a long time on the side, and Lingxiu's little face was very displeased. She was very angry when she saw Rong Huai looking at Nan Huai so gently, the key was that Nan Yang didn't speak to Rong Huai as usual, as gentle as talking to herself, and felt that what she should have exclusive to herself was going to be carved up.

Rong Huai noticed Qinghuan's bulging expression, stepped forward, leaned over and pinched Qinghuan's little face: "Qinghuan? Why are you in a bad mood? ”

Qinghuan didn't eat Rong Huai's set, and waved her little paw to pat Rong Huai's hand touching her face, she didn't like people other than Nan Yang pinching her face!

Nan Yang frowned: "Light Huan, don't be rude!" He's your uncle. ”

Although Qinghuan couldn't quite understand what Nan Yang was saying, she could certainly hear the stern reprimand in that tone. Qinghuan stared at Nan Yang in disbelief, Nan Yang had never said such heavy words to her since she met Nan Yang in her memory. For a while, her round and dark eyes were aggrieved and a layer of mist surged up, and Qinghuan shook off Nan Yang's hand and ran out with a smoke.

Rong Huai was a little embarrassed: "Huh...... This kid doesn't seem to like me very much. ”

Nan Yang didn't pay attention to Qinghuan's affection, and asked the maids around him to take care of him, and then jokingly said to Rong Huai: "Senior brother boasts that women in the world should be admired no matter how big or small, but I didn't expect to attract a child to disgust, right?" ”

"Nanyang, when did you make fun of me?" Rong Huai shook his head with a smile, stroked his robe, and turned to leave: "Okay, we'll see you another day." Next month, don't forget to visit the main hall. ”

Nan Yang thought about it quietly, since he came back from picking up Qinghuan, he had indeed abandoned his cultivation. He was originally in the Rongku Pavilion, and in addition to instructing Bian Zizhan and Yuntang to practice swordsmanship on weekdays, he spent most of his time meditating and practicing in the back mountain, meditating and participating in the Tao.

In the past month or so, Qinghuan has become more and more dependent on her, and she has left all things like practice behind for a while, and stays with her apprentices all day long. Ziqian and Yuntang spoiled Qinghuan even more, as if they were ...... A lot of things are different from what they used to be.

Nan Yang decided that she couldn't be deserted any longer, and she went to the back mountain alone as before.

This meditation, from daytime to dark, heaven and earth are overflowing, in this place of quiet meditation, time passes so fast, the time seems to pass in the blink of an eye.

Meditation is the most important thing to pay attention to the mind like stopping water, and the blood veins around the body are naturally mixed with heaven and earth, complementing each other. People's turbidity will grow old over time due to greed for miscellaneous thoughts, but the state of mind is clear, and the qi of heaven and earth is exchanged for its own miscellaneous grains, and the heaven and earth are endless, and it will not be destroyed.

When Nan Yang opened his eyes, it was already dark, and it was estimated that it should be Zishi at this time, and everyone in the palace must have fallen asleep.

Nan Yang wanted to go back to the dormitory to rest directly, but when he passed by the front of Qinghuan's room, he still couldn't help but stop. From the window, it was pitch black inside, and Qinghuan should have slept.

I suddenly remembered that I hadn't been close to this child all day today, and the last time I saw him in the morning, this child ran out angrily, I don't know if it's still awkward.

Nan Yang stepped into Qinghuan's room to see if she was sleeping soundly. There were still two maids at the door of the house who were keeping vigil, but they were both asleep by the door, and Nan Yang didn't plan to wake them up, she just wanted to take a look at Qinghuan and leave.

Unexpectedly, the quilt on the bed was messy, but there was no one.

Nan Yang was keenly aware that the aura of light joy was still in this room. She saw a small figure huddled in a dark corner, and her brow furrowed.

"Don't you sleep yet? What to do here. Nan Yang walked up to Qing Huan, squatted down, and touched Qing Huan's head.

Qinghuan hugged her knees and curled up, her movements were the same as when she was in the northern Xinjiang town, and seeing the vigilance in her eyes, Nan Yang's heart couldn't help but tighten.

Qinghuan twisted her head away in anger and didn't let Nan Yang touch her.

She is as gentle with others today as she is with herself! I didn't come to coax her when I ran away, and I wanted to forgive her in the afternoon, but I couldn't find her, and I was pressed by Yuntang, and I was fed a big bowl of rice by Bian Ziqiang! People want her to feed themselves, so they don't want to be fed so clumsily!

"What's wrong with you? You have a bad attitude towards Senior Brother Rong Huai in the morning, and you don't sleep well at night, who bullied you? Nan Yang thought about it carefully, and couldn't figure out why Qinghuan was so abnormal.

Nan Yang held Qing Huan's hand, Qing Huan struggled to pull it out, Nan Yang increased his strength and grabbed Qing Huan's little hand. Nan Yang's face was displeased, and his eyes were as cold as Qingcha: "Nonsense!" ”

Qinghuan looked at Nan Yang's cold eyes in a daze, and many grievances surged in his heart for a while, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, and tears fell down, and he kept sobbing and crying, crying so much that the whole person trembled.

Seeing this, even if he was unhappy, he instantly disappeared, sighed and picked up Qinghuan and put him on the bed: "I don't know what awkward you are doing......

In the hazy tears of Qinghuan, she saw Nan Yang take out a white handkerchief to wipe her tears, pouted, turned over and jumped up to hug Nan Yang's neck, and rubbed all the snot and tears on Nan Yang's white clothes like a retaliation. Nan Yang couldn't cry or laugh, but felt a burst of warmth flowing through her heart, she liked this little ghost to be close to her. Nanyang took advantage of the situation to hug Qinghuan's back and patted comfortably.

"Division...... Father...... Division...... Shi ......" Qinghuan shouted Nan Yang hard.

"Well, I'm here. I'm here. ”

Nan Yang hugged Qinghuan and lay down on the bed. It's not that I haven't slept with this child in my arms, so I'll stay here tonight.