Wan Zibing lowered his head and smiled, "Okay, good, the divine doctor is you, you are the divine doctor, and no one can take away your name." ”

Xia Linghe frowned, it sounded like a compliment, but why was it so uncomfortable?

The other side.

As soon as Ouyang Yi opened his eyes, he saw a pair of concerned eyes, which were the most representative of Ouyang Xue, her eyes were red, like a rabbit with red eyes.

Ouyang Yi said awkwardly, "Can you not look at me like an animal?" Spread out and let me breathe......"

He gasped for breath, but his eyes swirled on Ouyang Xue's body, "Oh, my good sister, why don't I know, you have so many tears, I see where there is a famine, a lack of water or something, so I will send you there, it will be more effective than the Dragon King." ”

Ouyang Xue finally burst into tears and laughed, "Brother, you will bully me." ”

"It's easy to laugh, tell me quickly, how are you?"

Ouyang Yi tried to attract everyone's attention to Ouyang Xue, but he forgot one thing, there were no weak soldiers under the strong general's command.

The people who can occupy a place in the Nanyang Palace, all of them are practitioners with one enemy and one hundred, not to mention that he is so obvious that it is impossible not to be cared about.

Chu Jian clasped his hands around his chest and stared straight at Ouyang Yi, "Little prince, can I advise you not to play?" This time it's a drug, and the next time it's a poison. ”

Qingdao frowned, and his usually light expression became faintly dignified, "Little Wangye, you like someone, we have no right to ask, but she is doing more and more excessively, we have to guard against it." ”

Mengyi didn't forget to add oil and vinegar, "Little Wangye, even if you don't think about yourself, you should also look at the face of the eldest lady, she is a patient." ”

Mengyi suddenly changed the topic, Ouyang Xue didn't react, she just lost a memory, when did she become a patient?

It turned out that Huai Dao was already standing outside the door.

He seemed to be listening to the Arabian Nights, "What happened when I was away, I feel like you guys are talking very lively!" ”

Mengyi squeezed her eyebrows hard, wanting to unify her voice with everyone.

Ouyang Yi understood Mengyi's thoughts, and slowly sat up, "It's nothing, it's just that when you weren't there, someone made a joke on me, and they were nervous one by one. ”

Huai Dao suddenly felt that it was really not the right time for him to come back.

He coughed a few times in embarrassment, "Little Wangye, I just came back, and I haven't had time to return the firewood to its place, so I'll come when I go." ”

Huai Dao fled like a smoke.

Ouyang Yi smiled helplessly, closing his eyes slightly, "It's really not easy for me. ”

The rest of the people looked at each other.

Who is the most pitiful person?

......

Zhou Cheng ran in happily, and the whole person shone with joy, "Childe, there is great news, we know Ouyang Yi's whereabouts." ”

Xue Zimu sat by the window, looking at the traffic outside, and seemed unmoved, "It looks really lively outside, is there any festival?" ”

"It's not a festival, but there seems to be a temple fair, and it is said that making a wish in that temple is very spiritual, whether it is marriage or fame."

"Then tell me, will they be attracted to such a wonderful temple fair?"

Zhou Cheng's eyes lit up, "Yes, we don't need to go to them, we just wait for them to send them to the door by themselves, Ouyang Xue likes to be lively the most, Ouyang Yi, the elder brother, has no reason to refuse his sister's wishes, as long as we wait for them, we can secretly follow them, not afraid of them playing tricks." ”

Zhou Cheng instantly turned into a shrewd analyst and helped Xue Zimu distinguish the situation in front of him, and after Xue Zimu patiently listened to Zhou Cheng's tirade, he sighed, "After saying so much, there is not a single sentence to the point, you are really a talent." ”

No matter how stupid Zhou Cheng is, he can hear that Xue Zimu is making fun of himself, "Childe, what do you mean?" If you have something to say, just say it, don't always turn around and scold me. ”

"I didn't want to scold you, you were suspicious. We didn't do anything wrong, so why bother to follow it. ”

The doubts in Zhou Cheng's eyes deepened, "What does Gongzi mean, do we want to meet them in a bright and open way?" ”

"You don't have to be so obvious, you will see each other sooner or later, so you don't have to worry about this moment. I only hope that you will remember that we are business-oriented, and there is absolutely no attempt to show favoritism, and when you see them, you can naturally be upright and bright, and do not have so many scruples. ”

Zhou Cheng pursed his lips and twisted his head to the other side, "Anyway, whatever you say, I will do whatever I do, everything is up to Childe." ”

Xue Zimu pinched his eyebrows, "You, you can talk angrily, you now have four big characters written on your face, I'm not convinced." I guess you've cursed me hundreds of times in your heart. ”

......

Xia Linghe was guarding the door early in the morning, and within a few minutes, he was about to go out to take a look, as if he was waiting to see someone.

Wan Zibing quietly followed behind Xia Linghe, "But your friend is here?" ”

Xia Linghe was taken aback, patted her chest, and cried out, "My good sister, are you going to scare me to death?" I didn't make a sound when I walked. ”

Wan Zibing shook his wrist gently, and the carved jade bracelet on his wrist clanged, "Linghe, don't rely on me for your own problems." My bracelet is ringing like this, you don't hear it, what can I do? ”

Xia Linghe's gaze was still like glue, firmly glued to the outside, and he didn't take Wan Zibing's words to heart at all.

Wan Zibing covered her mouth and snickered, "Linghe, if I guessed correctly, this friend of yours must be a handsome person, and he wants to steal your heart!" ”

Xia Linghe's face turned red, but he didn't answer.

Her delicate appearance is like a red lotus mist fruit, with a slight sour smell in the faint sweetness, which can be called unique.

Wan Zibing also has some expectations, what will the person who can make Xia Linghe so interested look like?

......

A delicate sedan chair appeared on a very secluded path.

The four palanquin bearers are burly, but their movements are very light, and they look like professionally trained people.

From time to time, there were a few coughs in the sedan chair, which made people feel a little heartbroken to hear. In front of the palanquin, a thin man rode a majestic horse, and his heart fluttered with the sound of coughing.

He still couldn't help but pause the team, came to the sedan chair, and asked in a low voice, "Young Master Yuwen, let's take a rest, the agreement between you and that girl is not in a hurry at this moment." ”

"Ahem, ahem... Han Qing, you still can't get rid of your long-winded problem. ”

Han Qing sighed and could only let the team start again.

Yu Wenhui sat in a sedan chair, still holding a stove in his hand, as if the weather outside was as good as a cold winter moon for him.

There was a sickly flush on his cheeks, and a soft touch of smudge under his eyes, and that agile woman should be the only solace in his boring life.

......

Ouyang Yi twitched his nose and smelled a familiar smell.

He shook his fan gently and walked in the direction of the kitchen.

A ray of sunlight poured down, and Wan Zibing, dressed in purple, was like a dream, like a fairy from the sky, her ten fingers were white and slender, holding a long wooden spoon in her hand, constantly stirring something in the pot, and fanning the smell wafting in the air with her hand from time to time, as if only by doing so could she taste the taste of porridge more accurately.

"You're still the same as before, you like to cook yourself."

The wooden spoon in Wan Zibing's hand paused, but it was still stirring up quickly, not intending to answer Ouyang Yi's question.

"Why, you're so impatient to see me, why don't you just get rid of me together?"

Ouyang Yi just wanted to provoke Wan Zibing, he would rather Wan Zibing be angry than she would be like a pool of stagnant water, treating herself as an outsider.

Wan Zibing raised her head lightly, calmly covered the pot, her eyes were undulating, as calm as the sea, only boundless vastness, "Ouyang Yi, I'm not impatient, you can also see it, I'm cooking." ”

Wan Zibing calmly said the facts in front of him.

Ouyang Yi was like a fish in her throat, and she said it so plainly, just like treating ..... Like a stranger.

"Zi Bing, we... Do we have to speak like that? ”

A sore spot appeared in Ouyang Yi's eyes, he didn't believe it, the love of the past was still in front of him, and in a blink of an eye, the two of them became the most familiar strangers.

Wan Zibing sneered, "If you don't mind being with the enemy who killed your father, then I don't have anything to say." ”

Wan Zibing crashed into Ouyang Yi's body, directly skipped him, and walked out.

Ouyang Yi stood there in despair, until he saw the steaming cauldron, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Wrong!

When Wan Zibing saw herself, she still hid out, she still cared about herself......

Ouyang Yi chased after him and followed closely behind Wan Zibing, "Zibing, don't you really plan to go back?" ”

"You, why are you endless?"

Ouyang Yi smiled and pointed in the direction of the kitchen, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, the porridge in the pot may be mushy." ”

"It's broken!"

Wan Zibing glared at Ouyang Yi angrily, lifted her skirt, and ran into the kitchen in a panic.

Ouyang Yi's fan swayed gently, and a snapdragon-shaped tassel fell at the end of the fan, telling endless elegance and power.

Wan Zibing exhaled deeply, and a trace of annoyance appeared on her tense face again.

Clearly...... Nothing.

Ouyang Yi is deceiving people again!

Wan Zibing simply stayed by the stove to save someone from making trouble.