After making the tea, Zhen Yue couldn't wait to trot to the courtyard, eager to know how much the seven-hearted golden cicada on Bei Mo Ling's body had cleared now. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Toxin removal is slower than expected, half a year ago I have written the method of needle pulse in the letter, can there be a time needle pulse?"

Bei Mo Ling was calm, and when he heard Fu Ziran's question, before he could answer, he saw Zhen Yue rushing in front to ask.

"It's been years, why hasn't it been cleaned yet? If you don't have a clock, there is ...... danger. ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhen Yue realized that she was a little impatient, after all, her brother was a miracle doctor, and Bei Mo Ling's body was taken care of again, even if he was busy with military affairs and did not take the pulse on time, there would be no big problem, otherwise how could his brother be so calm.

The words broke from her lips, and it was too late to take them back, her fair cheeks rose and flushed, Zhen Yue gritted her teeth secretly, raised her eyebrows slightly, and saw someone laughing with a spring breeze on her face, and her brother also looked embarrassed if she didn't know whether to laugh or not.

Fu Ziran said: "As long as the medicated bath and needle pulse are on time, the toxins will be almost cleared for more than half a year, but your body has been worn out a lot in the past 20 years, and you still need to take more conditioning, although your perseverance is very human, but don't let the body load." ”

Fu Ziran stood up: "I'll go and give you the medicine for this month, and then you take it back, and I don't have to drag someone over this month." ”

After speaking, he entered the house meaningfully, leaving the two of them staring at each other with big eyes.

The wind blew gently, blowing through the clothes of the two, and the atmosphere was a little inexplicable, and after a while, I saw Bei Moling pushing the tea at hand.

Zhen Yue has served him for many years, so she naturally knows his preferences, and now it is a June day, Putuo Mountain is cool, and there is no bit of heat and dryness, but she still obediently fanned the heat with a fan.

Zhen Yue has been hanging her head, dutiful, but she can feel that the man's eyes have been watching her, when she didn't notice her love for Bei Moling before, she can still deal with it calmly, go through all kinds of hardships, and understand that she has made a promise to him, so she feels that her whole heart is pinched in the palm of her hand, but she still tries to stay calm, which is already the normal state she is used to.

She put down the fan, touched the rim of the glass, and gently pushed it over.

Bei Moling just touched the teacup, and his expression was stunned, and he heard Zhen Yue speak slowly, her voice was as soft as a floc, so that he almost couldn't help but hug her into his arms.

"Don't drink too cold, it's not good for your health, this temperature is neither hot nor cold, just right."

After saying this, Zhen Yue raised her head and crashed into the pupils of the man's dark ink star, as if a bright meteor slipped by, sucking the person's body and mind into it, Zhen Yue looked at him and smiled gently.

Bei Moling picked up the teacup and nodded, "Okay." The tea is a little bitter, not as good as the palace Biluo Dew Spring, the temperature is still a little hot for him, but as the tea flows into his throat and swings into his heart, he feels that this is the sweetest tea he has ever drunk in his life.

The time for a cup of tea passed quickly, and before they could talk a few words, Bei Moling stood up.

Zhen Yue half-lowered her eyebrows: "Are you leaving?" ”

Bei Mo Ling smiled: "The hour is not early, and it will take three days to rush back." ”

"It's a long way, are you tired?"

"I'm a little tired." After a pause, he said, "But I'm used to it." ”

Zhen Yue snapped her fingers sullenly, and when she heard his words, her fingers slammed, and the wave of emotion wrapped in her heart, sullen.

Fu Ziran also wrapped up this month's medicinal materials, walked out and handed them to Bei Mo Ling, and said a few more words, although Bei Mo Ling was an accomplice to the Fu family, and he once hated North Mo Ling, but after Guangling City's abandonment of the world, and then to the life and death rescue of thousands of miles of Changpo, Fu Ziran no longer hated it so much.

Bei Moling took the medicine bag, glanced at Zhen Yue, turned around and just took two steps, suddenly stopped, turned around, looked at the woman's worried face, and said in a soft voice: "I'll come back next month, remember to prepare a pot of good tea." ”

Originally, because of his departure, his gloomy eyes shone brightly, and his stuffy mood seemed to open a floodgate, and he raised the corners of his mouth happily, but he still held back his heartbeat and said, "Okay, I'll prepare tea for you." ”

Bei Mo Ling stared deeply, his thin lips raised lightly, and turned to leave.

The horse's hooves sounded again down the hillside, and slowly disappeared into the shadowy mountain path, only a small black dot.

She stood on the high slope, looking at the direction of Bei Mo Ling's departure, her once bright eyes were replaced by unprecedented expectations, so dazzling.

In the next few months, Bei Moling really came on time as promised, as if she was afraid of waiting for a long time, and got along with each other tacitly.

Every time I come, I will bring her one or two rare things, and even carry one or two scallion pancakes in my arms, rendering the nobility all over her body ridiculous.

In fact, Zhen Yue doesn't like to eat scallion pancakes, but during the Guanyuan Festival that year, in order to cover up the suspicion of disappearing, she hurriedly bought scallion pancakes and stood at the intersection waiting for him, but he didn't expect him to keep remembering.

Zhen Yue suddenly felt that the scent of green onions that she had always hated was also good.

The peaceful days were stirred by him, and the fast time turned out to be extremely long, even like years.

Every day she would wait uncontrollably for the sound of horses' hooves to approach, and every night when she lay in a rocking chair under the tree, looking at the stars in the distance, she could not help but see his domineering face.

So looking forward to a day a day, looking forward to a month in January, has become an indispensable habit every day, he always subtly drills into her heart, like a poisonous snake, making her uncontrollable loss of troops and unarmor, more and more I feel that this love is really domineering.

The mist of the verdant mountains and forests has lifted, the magpies are chirping back and forth in the branches, and the wind is beautiful.

Zhen Yue was dressed in a blue dress, sitting by the window, looking out from time to time, seemingly unintentionally, but it was difficult to hide the eagerness in her eyes, and she was even a little impatient, but she refused to show it.

Fu Ziran grinded with one hand and studied the medicine recipe with the other, smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Yue'er, who are you waiting for?" ”

"I didn't wait for anyone!"

"Really?" Fu Ziran smiled arbitrarily, saw her pretending to cover up, and said, "Someone is late today." ”

As soon as the words fell, he heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from an inaudible sound, Zhen Yue's ears were very good, she stood up, eagerly pushed open the courtyard door, and stood on the best slope in a few steps.

The blue carriage runs on the winding mountain road, and the green leaves block the view, and the shadow is striking.

The carriage stopped on the hillside not far away, the cyan curtain was lifted by the guards, and Bei Moling stepped out of the carriage.

The black hair was gently tied, and a few strands slipped through the corners of his red lips, he raised his eyes slightly, and saw the woman standing in the distance, as if he was a little surprised, slightly stunned, his long eyebrows were lightly raised, and the corners of his mouth were smiling, and there was even a hint of pride.