When the meal was delivered in the morning, I was quite surprised to see Duanmu Li and Qin Muyu lying on the bed, Duanmu Li sleeping on the outside and protecting Qin Muyu. The hands of the two were even more gripping, not ten fingers interlocked, but holding, Duanmu Li held Qin Muyu's little hand in the palm of his hand, breathing her breath.

The two of them breathed so smoothly that they didn't even know that someone was coming in the house. Seeing this, he frowned slightly, usually at this hour, Duanmu Li woke up and eaten.

Duanmuli's daily life is very regular, when to get up, when to wake up, when to go to lunch break, when to sleep again, regular and regular. This is a habit that Duanmu Li has cultivated for many years, as long as others bring the food when he is awake, and after half a pillar of incense, he will finish the meal and then withdraw it. If there is something to find him, it is not urgent, don't bother him in the morning, at that time, Duanmu Li would only soak in the peach forest and tinker with his peach blossom brew, and no one would pay attention to it.

Toru put breakfast heavily on the table. Duanmu Li has changed, it is obvious that he got up so late, he must have slept too late last night, and what happened last night? Toru pursed his lips, all this out of control made him uneasy.

Duanmu Li is Ruihua's national teacher, and his life should be lived for Ruihua. In other words, the national teacher does not need to have personal feelings, and Duanmu Li does not need to have extra feelings. In all this, Duanmu Li has always done well. I have lived for half my life, but I have never seen anyone with supreme status, but the peerless elegance is silent and indifferent.

Duanmu Li's heart is not a piece of ice, he has no heart at all. And this man, who sees everything as nothing, is holding a man's hand and sleeping until dawn.

Qin Muyu heard something in a hazy way, and just as she was about to get up, the man she was almost facing had already opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear.

"Are you awake?" Qin Muyu asked. The voice of the morning was a little hoarse, and there was a green temptation in Qin Muyu's misty eyes.

Duanmu Li suddenly wanted to kiss those eyes, and he did the same. When the beautifully shaped lips were about to touch the big eyes, Duanmu Li said coldly,

"Close your eyes."

Qin Muyu could feel the scorching heat with a slightly cool breath spitting on his eyes, his eyes were itchy, and as soon as he closed his eyes, his lips had already kissed.

Duanmu Li's lips are like his people, they also have a slight coolness, and there is a peach blossom fragrance. It was the taste of peach blossom brewing, and in this early morning, Qin Muyu just woke up but was a little drunk.

"Ahem!"

Che really couldn't bear it, it was Duanmu Li who kissed Qin Muyu yesterday, although it was a blend of lips and teeth, it was not as ambiguous as it is now, it seemed that the air had become viscous, which made Toru's throat very uncomfortable.

Suddenly awakened by the sound of coughing, Qin Muyu was just about to open his eyes, and the lips on his eyes left first. Duanmu Li removed his lips and let go of the hand holding Qin Muyu, and suddenly felt that his hand was empty, and even the air became cold, and he was stunned in his heart, and his face was not visible.

Qin Muyu then got out of bed, stretched his waist slightly, and saw Che with an unkind face. Smiling slightly, she greeted Toru Toru,

"Good morning, it's another day."

After speaking, Qin Muyu sat at the table, and Duanmu Li handed her a pair of chopsticks with an inexplicable expression.

"Huh, early? The sun is already getting hot, is it early? ”

Toru sat down dissatisfied, but no one paid any attention to him.

It was obviously the third day of meeting, but there was a sense of harmony between Qin Muyu and Duanmu Li, which reminded Che that he was a superfluous person all the time. This feeling that had not appeared since he was sensible made Che very unhappy, and he glared at Qin Muyu while eating. Now he can't figure out whether he hates Qin Muyu, or because he hates Qin Muyu, or ...... I can't stand being a superfluous person.

Qin Muyu glanced at him, and it was indeed normal for Che to not have a good face for himself, but today, Che's expression was clearly a little weird. Some are like children who can't ask for candy, but they are arrogant and don't speak.

Duanmu Li took a bite of porridge, and it was clear that the porridge he ate every day became a little bitter in his mouth, and he was even slightly sour in his heart. Looking at Qin Muyu's eyes, he didn't leave the eyes, those eyes that only had his own when he just woke up, but at this time, he reflected the reflection of others, with a smile.

The porridge in his mouth could no longer be swallowed, Duanmu Li put it down, but pushed away the porridge that Qin Muyu hadn't eaten twice.

"Change to goji berry porridge."

Che was stunned for a moment, and then squinted his eyes and glanced at Duanmu Li, who was still such a cold man with such a peerless style, but there was a dissatisfaction in his eyes that could not be missed. Are you dissatisfied with the white porridge this morning? He has eaten porridge for 20 years, and he has never been tired of it, but what is not?

Goji berry porridge? Sobering up and nourishing the liver. Looking at the man who pulled Qin Muyu and left, he tightened his eyebrows.

Duanmu Li cares too much about this girl, this is not a good thing, he should go and find out who this girl is.

Che carried the lunch box out of the bamboo house, and his face covered with scars clearly flashed a little ruthless. Along the way, the porridge in the lunch box fell bit by bit. How can the broken porcelain bowl hold the abandoned white porridge?

The handsome young man's face was covered with peach blossoms, and he was sleeping soundly on a peach tree branch in the depths of the peach blossom forest, and the empty wine jar under the tree was drunk and diffused the fragrance of peach blossoms.

Duanmu Li pulled Qin Muyu and walked out, but Qin Muyu stood still.

Qin Muyu didn't like this feeling of being at the mercy of someone because she didn't know it, although she knew that Duanmu Li was for her good, but what was wrong with that porridge?

Qin Muyu doesn't like to be kept in the dark about everything, she can explain Duanmu Li's concealment when she is detoxifying, but she can't accept that Duanmu Li is still hiding when she is sober. This makes her ...... Very insecure.

The sourness in Duanmu Li's heart dissipated a lot after Che left, and Qin Muyu pulled him to stop, and he stopped.

"What's wrong with that porridge?"

Qin Muyu saw that Duanmu Li was just looking at himself and not speaking, and suddenly felt a burst of weakness and then laughed. Yes, what can he do with Duanmu Li? He is a cold national teacher, what do you do and don't say anything, and who can question? She is just a mortal who came here to detoxify and survive, so what qualifications does she have to deal with Duanmu Li?

Why, I forced it.

Duanmu Li looked at Qin Muyu's eyes that slowly faded with questioning and coquettishness, and slowly became infected with the indifference that he was familiar with but unfamiliar to his heart. Panicked for a moment.

opened his mouth to speak, but Qin Muyu turned around and left directly. The girl's long untied hair was scattered behind her back, swaying in the wind, and his heart was suddenly like a floating duckweed, without dependence, which made him panic.

Qin Muyu sat on the chair where she was reading last night, took out the book she read last night, straightened the color, and didn't say a word.

Duanmu Li went in and sat on the chair as well. Last night's candle had already burned out, but they didn't blow it out last night, this candle was lit up all night, and Duanmu Li could see the light in Qin Muyu's eyes.

opened the book, but suddenly couldn't read a word, and his eyes were full of Qin Muyu's suddenly cold eyes. Duanmu Li couldn't help but peek from behind the raised page, the girl's side face was still that graceful arc, without the warmth of the candlelight, and now it was serious and revealed a kind of sharpness in softness. The red lips pursed slightly, as if thinking about something, which made Duanmu Li want to go over and make the corners of his mouth pull up an upturned arc.

When he put down the book in his hand, Duanmu Li didn't know, he just looked at Qin Muyu like he wanted to read it for the rest of his life. Duanmu Li has seen a person look so seriously for the first time in 20 years, maybe he is not a person, he has never looked at anything so seriously, the slightest bit, he suddenly wants to read it seriously and write it down well.

Before he left.

Qin Muyu could feel Duanmu Li's burning gaze that was completely different from the cold and even cold, and even, she could feel that torch-like gaze sliding past her eyes, kissing her lips along the bridge of her nose. It's not a good feeling, but it doesn't seem to be as repulsive as I imagined. She couldn't help but think of the kiss on her eyes just now, the cold peach blossom fragrance.

The room was quiet, except for the rustle of flipping books, only the sound of bamboo moving. Duanmu Li looked at Qin Muyu, and he was so slowly stupid, Qin Muyu thought about his own thoughts, and subconsciously flipped through the book.

"The innocent are the most hateful."

Qin Muyu suddenly saw Xingshu, which was obviously one size bigger than the other words, and the pen was tossing and turning, but it was a kind of hatred that penetrated the bones, which made Qin Muyu suddenly tighten his brows.

"What's wrong?"

Duanmu Li immediately noticed Qin Muyu's displeasure, he looked at the small mouth that he wanted to say but didn't open, and suddenly the panic in his heart was even worse. What is he afraid of? There was no time to think, he had already asked first.

There was an inexplicable pain in my heart. Why didn't she say anything to him when she had a problem?

Qin Muyu hesitated slightly, she didn't have any curiosity, and she didn't want to know who wrote these things, but her intuition told her that this was not Duanmu Li's book. However, these ten words full of hatred seemed to stare at her viciously through the thin paper. Before I knew it, I was already in a cold sweat.

A big cold hand gently wiped the sweat from her face, and Duanmu Li only glanced at the book before frowning. The cold qi was great, but after feeling Qin Muyu's incomprehension and impatience, he completely disappeared without a trace.

"This was written by my master, and I picked this book for you last night, and I forgot that he wrote it when I was fourteen years old because of my deteriorating health due to alcoholism." Without the slightest fluctuating tone, Duanmu Li sat beside Qin Muyu quietly, and reached out and pulled out the book in her hand.

Qin Muyu did not refuse.

"I was born sick, congenitally deficient, and I never got out of bed before I was seventeen." Duanmu Li put the book back on the bookshelf and pulled out another one, "My master seems to be the previous head of the Valley of Despair, because to save my life and let me live until I am qualified to be a national teacher, he has been here for seventeen years. The bamboo is planted by the emperor and the royal family to cultivate the strange men and dark armor, no one except me can go out, and they can't enter, except that when I need to eat, the bamboo forest will open, and he can get out of this bamboo forest. When he went out, someone would monitor him, and he didn't go out of the bamboo forest, planted peach trees, brewed wine, and got drunk in the peach forest every day. ”

"When I was seventeen years old, he took back three Treasure Pills, passed on a skill to me, and left."

Duanmu Li flipped through the book in his hand and found a page and put it in Qin Muyu's hand.

"The porridge is ready." Toru's voice rang out, outside the study, and then the footsteps faded away. Duanmu Li's hand was raised slightly, and he put it down again, and the unknown emotions became evasion, got up, opened the curtain and walked out.

Qin Muyu had been listening quietly, thinking of the man who was drunk in the peach blossom forest every day, he couldn't help but sigh a few times. She knew who it was, the most mysterious and excellent head of the Valley of Despair, Wen Moyu. It is rumored that Wen Moyu's rectification was already chaotic at that time, and the evil spirit of the ruthless valley was slaughtered fiercely, and he slaughtered the villains overnight, and it was said that he had a tongue and lotus eloquence, and he only persuaded the evil people one after another to return to the right path overnight. In short, it is true that the day after Wen Moyu was promoted to the head of the house, the Ruthless Valley became strictly regulated, and after March, the Ruthless Valley won the list in the martial arts conference, transforming from a second-rate sect to a first-class sect in one fell swoop.

When the Valley of Despair was thriving, Wen Moyu disappeared without a trace. The martial arts factions said countless things, but they all thought that Wen Moyu would come back one day, and when the time came, there would be few opponents in the world.

Who would have thought that such a brilliant and glamorous character would be trapped in this cage-like bamboo forest for seventeen years, seventeen years! It was enough for Qin Muyu to grow from an ignorant child to a woman full of revenge, but it only made this man lose his martial arts and hurt his heart.

Qin Muyu sighed in his heart, no matter how good he is a martial arts master, in front of the imperial power, everyone has no power to fight back. The emperor's mind is the most terrible conspiracy in the world. But he is still a little distressed about Duanmu Li, he has been like a waste since he was a child, and he is still hated so much, no wonder he is like the thousand-year-old ice.

Who can be so indifferent by nature, like himself in his previous life, such as Duanmu Li. Qin Muyu sighed, feeling ridiculous about his attitude towards Duanmu Li, how could he not understand Duanmu Li, who could tolerate him thoroughly, and detoxified himself? Just take care of your own quirks that have been close to people for no reason since they were reborn.

Qin Muyu's cold heart only glanced at the page, and suddenly softened.

"Goji berries, nourish the kidneys and nourish the essence, nourish the liver and eyes, and can be used as a hangover ......"

Duanmu Li entered the study with wolfberry porridge, and saw Qin Muyu staring at the book slightly stunned, and the unfamiliar sense of distance made it difficult for him to take steps. Suddenly I understood what he was flustering about. He was afraid, and words that she didn't trust him spat out from those tender lips.

He didn't want that cold sense of distance, which was more unbearable than any physical pain. The heart was poked into a hole, how did he live.

In Qin Muyu's warmed eyes, he said to her for some reason.

"Good morning, it's another day."

Erasing the unfamiliar color, Duanmu Li found that she was not satisfied with her regent gaze. What does he want? He touched his sudden heart.

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