Mo Qi didn't expect that a person who was so gentle and amiable to his original body would be so indifferent when facing a human form.

Mo Qi squatted at the gate of Shaoyang Mansion, grabbing his hair, clueless.

He Tong looked at Mo Qi, who had been squatting at the door of his house for seven days, and was a little soft-hearted: "Hey, you, why don't you leave?"

Mo Qi looked at Hetong and snorted: "What's the matter with your family, I just want to make friends with him, everyone is a fairy, and they don't give face at all." ”

Hetong looked at Mo Qi's brocade-like black hair that had been ravaged by her, and he couldn't bear it: "Our lord is indifferent by nature and doesn't like those trivial and troublesome things. ”

Mo Qi stood up: "What's trivial and troublesome about making friends? There is a saying in the world, 'The more friends you have, the easier the road to walk', I will naturally be a person who does not cause trouble to others." After thinking about it again, he knew the wind for more than a thousand years, but he just cheated him once, and said: "And he is righteous, and never cheats his teammates!"

He Tong looked at Mo Qiyi dumbfounded for a while: "Then, that's up to you." As he spoke, he was about to go back.

Mo Qi pitifully pulled the sleeve of the crane boy: "You just let me in, okay, you are really the king, and you have set up an enchantment, isn't this just to prevent me?"

Hetong looked at Mo Qi and thought, you still know that you are guarding against you, and said: "I really can't help you, if I help you in, then I will be the one squatting at the door tomorrow." As he spoke, he pulled out his sleeve from Mo Qi's hand and walked in.

Mo Qi looked at the back of the crane boy and grabbed his hair with both hands: "Oh my God!!!"

Nanchen raised his head in the study and called the fairy boy who was guarding the door of the study: "That one named Mo Qi, hasn't he left yet?"

The little fairy boy made a gesture: "Back to the king, it's still at the gate of our house." ”

Nanchen nodded.

Mo Qi looked at the thick black and dense dark clouds in the sky, presumably there must be a torrential rain in this mountain. He looked back at the closed door and patted it vigorously: "It's going to rain!

Not long after, a little fairy child's voice came out: "Immortal free immortal barrier body, this little rain must be no obstacle to the immortal." ”

Mo Qi stared at the vermilion gate of Shaoyang Mansion with big eyes, as if he wanted to stare the gate out of two holes.

When the fruit was short, the torrential rain came.

Mo Qi thought, let you not ask me to go in to take shelter from the rain! His Royal Highness doesn't need an immortal barrier to protect his body today! Hmph!

actually squatted on the stone steps, just facing a torrential rain.

The rainstorm fell for two days, and the sky just cleared, Hetong opened the gate, thinking that as soon as the rain stopped, he went to the forest to pick some fresh mushrooms, and came back to make soup for Junshang.

Hetong exclaimed in surprise, hurriedly asked someone to carry Mo Qi into the mansion, placed him in a side room, and hurriedly ran to find Nanchen.

"What's the matter, panic. Nanchen looked at the crane boy who was running and was even a little out of breath.

The crane boy patted his chest and smoothed out: "Jun, Jun, that immortal, fainted at the door of our mansion!"

Nanchen raised his eyebrows: "How can an immortal achieve her level of weakness." After finishing speaking, he walked with the crane boy to Mo Qi's room.

After all, if this matter spreads, at the gate of his Shaoyang Mansion, a fairy will be drenched in the rain, and it will not be a good thing. Although this immortal is indeed very bad, besides, it is indeed not a glorious thing that he did not let this immortal into the house to take shelter from the rain.

Nanchen looked at Mo Qi who was lying wet on the bed. Turning his head to look at the crane boy: "This is indeed an immortal?"

Crane Tong looked at Nanchen and nodded firmly.

Nanchen raised his hand, but he still resisted the urge to send Mo Qi out of Shaoyang Mansion with a gust of wind. After a pause and a wave of his hand, the wet clothes on Mo Qi's body immediately became extremely refreshing.

Turning to look at He Hetong and said, "Boil a bowl of ginger soup and pour it down for her." When she woke up, she was sent out of the house. After saying that, he raised his feet and walked out.

He Tong looked at Mo Qi on the bed and sighed. How can an immortal be so weak as she is?

When Hetong brought the ginger soup into the house, Mo Qi was sitting on the bed with his arms on the quilt, supporting his chin with one hand. Seeing the crane boy coming in, he waved very casually.

Tsurudo was speechless.

brought the ginger soup to her: "The king asked you to drink the ginger soup, and after drinking it, I will send you out of the house." ”

Mo Qi tilted his head and looked at Hetong: "If you don't drink it, don't you have to go out of the house?"

The green tendons on the crane boy's forehead jumped: "If you don't drink, you have to go home!

Mo Qi nodded clearly: "I'm dizzy again." Then he went down.

He Tong stared at Mo Qi who continued to pretend to be dizzy, a goddess immortal scoundrel was so bad, it was the first time he had seen it. He put the ginger soup on the table, and when he went up, he wanted to pull Moqi.

Mo Qiyi hid: "Men and women don't kiss, and the little fairy child has to be polite." ”

Crane Tong's face was red from Mo Qi's words, he stomped his feet hatefully, turned around and left.

Mo Qi covered the quilt and snickered, since I let Mo Qi in, you want me to go out, it's not so easy!

Hetong went to find Nanchen, and Nanchen only said lightly: "Let her rest for two more days." ”

Mo Qi stayed in this room for two days in a row, but no one came again. Mo Qi felt a little bored, why didn't Nanchen come to see himself? This is not good, he can't stay in this room all the time. Mo Qi lifted the quilt and was just about to get out of bed when she heard footsteps coming towards her outside the porch.

The ears of the tanuki have always been sensitive, and Mo Qi is meticulous and distinguishable. When she was in her original body, she had been with Nanchen for a year, and since she could distinguish Nanchen's footsteps, she went back to the quilt and pretended to sleep.

Nanchen pushed the door in, walked to the bedside, and looked at Mo Qi who was pretending to be asleep.

The girl's face is fair, like willow's eyebrows, and her cherry red lips all indicate that she is very healthy at all. The butterfly-like eyelashes fluttered gently as they pretended to be asleep.

Nanchen didn't speak, just stared at Mo Qi all the time. Mo Qi couldn't stand it a little, muttered, moved his fingers, and slowly opened his eyes in confusion, looked around in confusion, and finally froze on Nanchen's face.

The dark and bright eyes looked at people one by one. Nanchen had a familiar feeling in his heart.

Mo Qi looked at Nanchen for a while, his face turned red, and he sat up slightly: "You saved me?"

The voice is a little dumb when I first woke up, sticky and greasy, which makes people's hearts soften.

Mo Qishen thought that he had done a very good job of waking up from a serious illness, with weakness in shyness, and a slight gratitude in weakness. Mo Qi gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

Mo Qi lowered his head, and he didn't hear Nanchen's voice for a long time. Raising his head, a pair of big eyes flickered and looked at Nanchen.

Nanchen nodded: "Benjun sees that you are fine, you can leave the mansion." ”

Mo Qi didn't expect Nanchen to react like this, shouldn't he be concerned first when he saw his sick beauty's appearance: "Lie down quickly, the illness is just right, it's not easy to move too much." Then ask yourself softly, "But what else is uncomfortable?"

If Mo Qi has read it, the book is written like this!

Nanchen looked at Mo Qi's stunned expression as if he had been struck by lightning, and a smile curled up at the corner of his lips, which quickly disappeared: "What's the matter?" ”

Mo Qi looked at Nanchen, it seems that ordinary methods are difficult to work here in Nanchen, it is better to be a scoundrel is the best policy, Mo Qi straightened his chest: "Since you saved my life, I should repay you, and now I have nothing of value on me, it is better to stay in your house and give you a job." ”

Nanchen waved his hand: "There has always been no female fairy in this monarch's mansion. ”

Mo Qi was stunned, and then thought about it, it seemed that this was the case, he had indeed never seen Xiao Xian'e in the year he had stayed here.

Mo Qi wanted to say something, but Nanchen waved her hand to interrupt her: "Did Benjun ask Hetong to send you out, or did you go out by yourself?"

Mo Qi gritted his teeth, if he was kicked out again, it was estimated that even if there was really something long and two short next time, Nanchen would not let her in again, he finally ran out of the house, and there was absolutely no reason to be kicked out like this, he was ruthless, and his eyes were closed: "Since you saved my life, I have nothing to repay you, so I will promise to you!"

Nanchen looked at Mo Qi's heroic and righteous appearance, and chuckled: "You think well, you want to make a promise with your body, but Benjun doesn't want to marry you." ”

Mo Qi opened his eyes, he had already thought that Nanchen would not marry him so easily. smiled: "It's okay, I know you don't have any feelings for me now, and feelings can be cultivated slowly." ”

Nanchen stroked his forehead: "Benjun didn't expect that he would actually save a scoundrel." ”

Mo Qi knelt on the bed: "How do you say this, my name is Zhi'en Tubao." ”

Nanchen nodded: "Why do you want to stay in the Benjun Mansion?"

Mo Qi rolled his eyes and thought for a moment: "It's not that I want to rely on your mansion, actually...... Actually......" Mo Qi's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking of what kind of nonsense to make up to fool the past.

Nanchen picked a chair and sat down: "If you can't tell the truth, Benjun won't keep you much." In fact, Nanchen himself didn't know why, he didn't feel disgusted when he looked at Mo Qi, but had a faint familiarity. But although he has lived for more than 20,000 years, he has never known such a little fairy.

Mo Qi sat on the bed dejectedly, hugged the quilt, and sniffed: "My master has a very psychic raccoon cat, and he likes it very much. I searched for a long time with another immortal officer of the master, and learned from the land in a dense forest that the little civet cat had been picked up by the king. He paused again: "The palace of the king is very guarded, and the immortal official and I easily entered the mansion when the king went out, and wanted to take the little civet cat away, but I didn't think about it, but I didn't see her." Yes, I can't go back, so this time the master sent me out to look for it, I wondered, is the little civet cat still in the king's mansion. ”

Nanchen stared at Mo Qi carefully, Mo Qi hung his head, he couldn't distinguish his face, but his voice sounded muffled, but it seemed to be extremely aggrieved and helpless: "Then why don't you directly pass through this monarch and ...... Xiao Qi?" The little tanuki wants to go back. ”

Mo Qi looked up at Nanchen in surprise: "If we ask the monarch for it, will the monarch return it to us?"

Nanchen said calmly: "No." ”

Mo Qi absolutely fell. Cut it.

"But that little tanuki is no longer in the palace, and you thought you had taken her away. Nanchen said.

"What?!, not in the king's mansion?" Mo Qi looked like five thunderbolts. There was a mist in his eyes: "If I go back and tell the master that the little civet cat is gone again, the master will definitely kill me." ”

Nanchen frowned, he hadn't heard of any immortal mansion that would kill his own immortal maid because of a spirit pet: "Which immortal is your master, this gentleman will send you back." Speak to him for you. ”

Mo Qi hurriedly shook his head, tears were already falling in big drops: "No, no, no, I can't go back, please take me in!"