Chapter 320: Indebtedness

"The poison in your body has been cured, so arrogant?"

"Or are you looking forward to Linlang coming back and making medicine for you?"

I lowered my head to stroke the white tiger's hair, and I didn't even bother to raise my eyelids.

Gu Minlan breathed heavily, followed by laughter, and seemed to be in a very good mood, "Yes, Linlang is back, isn't it an antidote." ”

I interrupted her, "A few days ago on your birthday, the first gift for you should have come." ”

Gu Wenlan snorted in surprise, as if she couldn't understand why she suddenly turned to this top, and didn't speak for a while.

I didn't bother to explain, but I lowered my eyes and thought about other things, until the white dove landed on my hand, and I came back to my senses, and the joy in my heart drowned out the violence just now.

"Sending off guests."

Lu Yu was detached and rudely 'sent' Gu Minlan left, and the courtyard was quiet again.

I happily unfolded the letter, but I could only vaguely see the handwriting on it, I couldn't see the specifics clearly, I looked up at the green grapefruit, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help grinning.

"What did my brother say, did you mention when you will come back?"

During this time, as promised, I quietly stopped moving, just waiting for this sudden plague to dissipate, my brother can return, and Baifu may come back to life.

I still have some hidden little expectations, so I wait day and night.

After reading it, Lu Yu's voice became much lighter, "Princess, it's great that you're coming back soon." ”

This news is undoubtedly good, I also squinted and smiled, there is a reclusive miracle doctor on Xuegao Mountain, who can cure leg diseases, although the broken leg cannot make it grow back, but there must be a way to replace it.

"My brother is back, and the divine doctor has almost picked him up, and if the divine doctor refuses to come, he will be tied up."

"Anyway, no matter what the solution, the leg disease must be cured, and those people outside the province chew their tongues and make irresponsible remarks."

"What do you say so happy?"

The cold voice at the door made the atmosphere in the courtyard cool down in an instant.

I paused to stroke the white tiger's hand, and the white tiger snorted a few times in dissatisfaction, but in the end, he was forced to lie there quietly, motionless.

"Uncle Huang is so Yaxing, and he deigned to come to my side, but there is no good tea here to offer, and he can't afford to serve a great god." Rao is my laughing Cen Cen's words, but I can't stop the deliberate sharpness in these words.

Green Grapefruit gasped beside her.

She now sees the situation clearly, trying to make me feel better, trying to make me restrain a little, at least not to anger the great god Regent, I understand the reason, but I refuse to listen.

Sure enough, the situation was a little stiffer than just now.

"If the tea is not good, let people change it." He wasn't annoyed.

The low and mellow voice has a slight upward arc, and it seems to be in a good mood to listen.

"It's a lantern today, and I'll take you out to see it later." He said.

I subconsciously wanted to refuse, but the cold hand covered my hand, and some rough fingertips grazed the back of my hand, making me tremble, and the words of refusal were not spoken.

Counting it, it seems that it has been a long time since I went out in such a bright light, so long that I have forgotten the last time I was so bold and chic outside.

"Okay."

I looked up and heard myself say that.

Deliberately avoiding those dirt and not mentioning those uncomfortable things, I seem to be able to get along well with him.

The lanterns here are not only festivals, but some are usually organized, but they are not so grand, but they are also interesting.

The carriage was bumpy, and I was about to lift the curtain when my eyes were smeared, and the cool familiar smell was ointment.

His movements were soothing, gentle as if he were dealing with fragile objects, and my hand holding the curtain tightened suddenly.

"Uncle Huang." I tried to raise my usual smile, but before the trembling smile could be revealed, he grabbed the corner of his lips and pulled it down.

"If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh, your hypocritical and swaggering appearance is so ugly."

“……”

The corners of my mouth moved, and finally hung down in vain.

The ointment is indeed useful, and although it cannot be completely cured, at least it can see something from a vague approximation.

Lanterns were all over the street, and outside was the sound of young boys and girls laughing.

He took me by the hand and walked through the crowd, and the joy in his heart jumped up little by little.

"I'm going to eat this. It's too sour, it's not too sweet. "I stopped in front of the stall.

The stall owner said with a bitter face: "Girl, the rock sugar gourd is neither sour nor sweet, what does it taste, you can't just stand a stick." ”

"Don't mess around."

Pei Yousheng's hand bent and flicked over my head.

"I heard that the people always have some names, but I don't want to call my husband, then I'll call you Pei Lang, Pei Langjun~"

I stood on a high point, jumped straight down without saying hello.

A pair of arms suddenly caught me, Pei Yousheng's voice was low and slightly angry, "If you can't catch it, what should I do?" ”

"Are you nervous about me?"

I asked, leaning on his back and putting my arms around his neck.

Eating and drinking along the way, the happy people almost forgot the unhappy things, and I put my hands around his neck and put them close to his ear.

"Then Pei Lang, when will my brother come back?"

He held my hand and paused slightly, his voice still inaudible in a low emotion, "It's coming, just a few days." ”

As mentioned in the letter, my emotions are really happy, at least the happiest thing these days.

"That's good."

My smiling eyes narrowed, and I kissed him on the side of the cheek, "If that's the case, the previous account will be written off." ”

"What are you doing again, so happy today?" He asked.

The voice is that slow flowing low, especially pleasant, but not to be ignored.

I put my arm around his neck for a moment, still smiling, "Shouldn't you be happy when you took me out to eat, drink and have fun today?" ”

He put me down, his fingers touched my eyebrows, I subconsciously ducked back, and looked at him sideways in confusion, "What's wrong?" ”

He smiled lowly, as if he was a little amused.

"Your displeasure is all on your face, but you still have to laugh all the way, should you say that you are stupid, or that you are too scheming."

My strong expression almost broke the effort with this sentence.

Even if you hide your tail and do everything possible to trap him, even if you put enough thought into it, it seems that it will be exposed in front of him.

"What? Can't I like you? ”

I ran my hand over his face, tiptoed to make it, and printed it on his lips, cold and cold.

Tossing and turning, but he was buckled around his waist, his forehead pressed against me, and his voice was hoarse, "Don't test a man's forbearance casually, be good, go back." ”

He patted my head gently.

It's always been like that, like a child, but it's not like it.

I was dragged forward by him, and I couldn't figure out what he meant, so I just interlocked my fingers and walked back.