158. It's okay to count sparrows on the roof
Li Fan and Chu Qingge endured all this in order to protect the broken wind. I can't let their protection go wrong.
Although, it was his own man who came out with Lifan, which made me feel a little depressed a little. However, when I thought of it, it was not easy to leave Fan Xiaoshou and break the wind, and she, as a sister, couldn't help but help.
"Don't follow up stealth, there are formations here. If something happens to you, I don't know how to explain it to Iris Dust. β
It's one thing for this iris dust to let her protect herself, but it's another thing for this person to get hurt here.
Stranded glanced at the gold ingot, and finally fell silent. She wanted to follow up incognito to protect the gold ingot, but the gold ingots said that she could only be honest about what she should be busy with.
After saying this, Jin Yuan Bao followed Li Fan into the small courtyard.
Stranded glanced at the dragonfly, and the dragonfly snorted unhappily and went to work on herself.
Stranded coldly darkened his eyes, as if he hadn't seen it.
Jin Ingot stretched his waist, walked to the chaise longue without any image, and touched his stomach.
Li Fan walked in, walked to the side of the gold ingot, and reached out to hold the pulse of the gold ingot. Then, after a while, he took his hand back.
Jin Yuan Bao asked Li Fan, "How is Zimo?" β
"There are no problems."
When Jin Yuan Bao heard what Li Fan said, he was relieved.
"Princess, it's just the two of us now, can the princess honestly tell Lifan a few questions?"
Jin Yuan Bao sat up suddenly, looked at Lifan in front of him, and said with a smile: "What does the beauty brother want to ask?" β
"Why are you the Holy Maiden of Qimen Dunjia?"
"What?" Jin Yuan didn't figure out the situation, and he didn't know what Li Fan was talking about? What saint is not a saint? She is only twenty-one years old, and she has not yet reached the level of a leftover girl who doesn't know what to do.
"The poison on your body is the poison that only the holy women of Qimen Dunjia have."
"I don't know what you mean."
The poison in her body is the poison that she thought for fifteen years. In other words, I have it in modern times. And the only one who may poison himself must be his own old man who has braided his hair.
I am in modern times, and this iris dust is in ancient times, how can it be related to people who can't fight together with these eight poles.
"Qimen Dunjia will have its own holy daughter, just like the ghost gate will have its own ghost doctor. The saint of Qimen Dunjia is a lady specially raised for the owner of Qimen Dunjia. The poison in your body has been there since you were born. If someone else had married you, they would have died of poison a long time ago. β
"Then why is Chu Qingge still alive and well?" Shouldn't he have died of poison a long time ago?
"The poison in your body has always been suppressed. Therefore, there is no problem for the prince to marry you. Li Fan frowned slightly, looking at the gold ingots in front of him.
"And the condition of the poison hair on your body seems to have only recently been solved. It is estimated that it was when I went to Qimen Dunjia. β
Jin Yuan Bao sat up and looked at Lifan in front of him.
"Can I think you mean, then, that I'm at a loss for words now? I am the holy daughter of Qimen Dunjia, because I have the poison of the holy woman of Qimen Dunjia. Moreover, the stranded people who are serving around me are also people from Qimen Dunjia, and I will have a lot of things from Qimen Dunjia. Among the dust ingots, I am the ingot. So, all kinds of circumstances seem. I can't deny it even if I want to, I'm a person from Qimen Dunjia. One is a saint! β
"Yuanbao, all kinds of signs have said all this. The saintess of Qimen Dunjia and the ghost doctor of the ghost gate are people appointed by God and cannot be changed. β
"I don't understand what you mean."
"You are a person from Qimen Dunjia, there is no need to guess now, this is already an established fact. These days, I've been checking your pulse, and Zhuge Liang is also checking it. I think, I know, Zhuge Liang almost knows everything. β
"What's wrong with my pulse?" The gold ingots didn't feel that there was something wrong with their body. Except for Zhuge Liang who said that Zi Mo was already asleep.
"It's not beating anymore."
"Fart." The gold ingots feel outrageous, this person's pulse doesn't beat, is it still a person? Isn't it just a dead man?
Li Fan just looked at the gold ingots in silence, reached out and pulled her own arm, and asked her to feel her own pulse.
Jin Ingot knew that he was not a doctor, but he could still instinctively feel his pulse. It's just that under the blood vessels, there is no feeling of movement at all.
It's really not beating, does this mean that you are not alive at all?
Damn, what do you want, iris? I said I didn't know you, I didn't know you. Why do you want to be so harmful?
"And what will happen to me?"
"There is no situation, the identity of the saint who belongs to you is already there."
"Won't it be life-threatening?"
"No, it won't."
"Zi Mo will really be fine?"
"It's fine."
"Are you sure?"
"100% sure, take my identity as a ghost doctor as a guarantee."
Jin Yuan Bao was silent for a moment, looking at Li Fan silently, with complicated emotions in his eyes.
There was no trace of expression on Fan's cold face, but he was worried in his heart. Is this something that makes her irritated?
If you don't tell her now, she is the holy daughter of Qimen Dunjia. If something happens later, won't it be impossible to argue at that time.
He believed in the gold ingot, because he was also a ghost doctor of the ghost gate, so he was not here. Then, it is also possible that the gold ingot, but the saintess of Qimen Dunjia is also here.
What he was worried about was that the gold ingots were unintentional. What about this iris dust? Does he have some purpose?
"Yuanbao, don't be sad...... Lifan didn't know how to comfort Jin Yuanbao. He has also been hesitating whether to tell Jin Yuan Bao about this. However, seeing her pulse beat less and less, he felt that if he didn't tell her. What if someone accidentally finds out about it one day?
The child was asleep, and his pulse was gone. If the ignorant world takes her for a demon, what will she do then?
"Damn, Iris, I must have dug up your ancestral grave and destroyed your whole family. You faceless masked man, the next time my wife sees you, she will definitely give you a cucumber to burst your chrysanthemum. "The gold ingots are angry, this iris dust is really ghostly.
Lifan: ......
Li Fan felt that his worries were completely unnecessary. As far as the nature of the gold ingot, it is estimated that there is no need for others to worry. If anyone dares to say anything bad about her, she must have directly sent someone else a nest of corpses to solve the problem.
Li Fan gently tugged the corners of his mouth, revealing a beautiful and perfect arc.
"Brother Beauty, can you do me a favor?"
"Say?"
"Don't tell Chu Qingge yet, I'm afraid that after he finds out, he will worry about me."
Li Fan looked at the gold ingot, and there was some complexity in his eyes. She was only worried that Chu Qingge was worried about her, but she wasn't worried that Chu Qingge would suspect her after she found out?
"I'm going to go to Iris and figure it all out. When the time comes, I will give you a perfect explanation. Now, I can't find Iris Dust, so I can't give you an explanation for the time being. β
It doesn't matter if she is the saint of Qimen Dunjia or not, whether she has a marriage contract with Iris or not. Anyway, she is already married, and it is impossible for her to marry herself to Iris Dust.
No wonder Iris said that he had a very close relationship with him at that time, even closer than Chu Qingge. This is the identity of her ex-fiancΓ© and the current man to K!
"Okay."
As the sun sets, the sky is beautiful.
When Chu Qingge came back, he saw the gold ingots lying on the chaise longue, as if there was something God doing. The sound of footsteps waking up the gold ingot's thoughts.
When Jin Yuan Bao saw the figure coming back, he hurriedly ran down from the chaise longue and jumped onto Chu Qingge, who walked in. With both hands around Chu Qingge's neck, his slender legs clamped Chu Qingge's waist, and the whole person hung on Chu Qingge's body.
Facing Chu Qingge's lips, the gold ingots were two kisses of 'popping', with a smiling face.
"Qingge, you're back."
The golden ingot's smiling and radiant appearance infected Chu Qingge's slightly cool heart. Chu Qingge stretched out his hand and let the gold ingot's ass sit on his arm.
Chu Qingge asked softly, "Counting sparrows on the roof again today?" β
These days, she either asks Lifan to accompany her on the roof to count the sparrows, or she counts the ants on the ground. Otherwise, it is the good flowers and plants cultivated in the backyard, and after passing through her hands, all of them are collectively broken off roots and branches. People estimate that there is not a single sparrow on the roof.
"No ......"
"What did you do then?"
"It was almost noon when I woke up in the morning and had breakfast, and then I spent some time on the roof in the sun. In the afternoon, I went to ask Xiao Liuzi about his wedding. By the way, I was bored, so I went to Xiao Liuzi's daughter-in-law's house for a walk. Then, back. β
"Tired of doing so many things in a day, aren't you?"
"Not tired." The gold ingot slid off Chu Qingge's body, pulled Chu Qingge to sit down, and pinched his shoulder.
"I'm looking for nothing to do, you're tired." Jin Ingot said. Thinking that Chu Qingge was going to be busy with national affairs with Chu Qingyun, and he was responsible for the people of the world, his own affairs seemed to be completely pediatric.
Chu Qingge grabbed the hand that pinched his shoulder and wrapped the gold ingots into his arms.
"As long as you're by my side, I'm not tired."
"Qingge, I want to do one thing."
"What's the matter?" Chu Qingge looked at the gold ingots in confusion, this gold ingots have always been unreasonable. Maybe it's going to be something weird.