The shadow of the tree swayed, the room flickered brightly and darkly, in the eyes of the little spirit fox, there was a little bit of candle fire Hades, the light and shadow shook Ling Xingyue's cheeks, rubbed its cheeks, the lips were as red as Dan Hanzhu, the long eyebrows were like two ink marks, and the pen was vigorously crossed, but between the eyebrows, there was a faint layer of melancholy or even cunning.

"It's not good!" As soon as the little spirit fox realized this problem, it immediately curled up in fright, and then struggled desperately, trying to escape from Ling Xingyue's shackles, but no matter how it twisted and bent its movements, Ling Xingyue's fingers were like a snow-white and slender cage with distinct bones, and it couldn't get out no matter what.

Then the little spirit fox stopped struggling, but the prayer in his eyes was overflowing, and Ren Ling Xingyue's cold face gradually became unbearable, his heart softened, and as soon as he gave it away, the little spirit fox fell back into the box, and suddenly a hard object hit the front leg of the little spirit fox, but it turned out to be the bamboo hairpin that Lan Keman put in as a thank you.

The little spirit fox opened his mouth, ignoring the tip of Zhu Hai's head, biting it tightly in his mouth, and then raised his pleading little head again, and handed the bamboo hairpin to Ling Xingyue's palm that wanted to poke out and catch him.

Then the little spirit fox tilted his head to the side, and the spiritual power of his whole body seemed to say:

"This is what the young lady gave you, she only likes you, don't be jealous, it treats me like a small pet, you jealous!"

Ling Xingyue didn't care about the little spirit fox's use of spiritual power, her eyes stared at the bamboo hairpin in her palm for a moment, and she immediately remembered that this was the bamboo hairpin that he had praised Lan Keman for carrying it very elegantly, and the bamboo hairpin still had a trace of fragrance, full of the faint fragrance on Lan Keman's hair.

Ling Xingyue couldn't help but put the bamboo hairpin on the corner of her mouth and kissed it gently, and then even put it in the place close to her bosom, the soft coldness instantly excited Ling Xingyue's body trembled slightly, and then the violent beating of her heart instantly warmed it, and the bamboo hairpin rubbed against Ling Xingyue's smooth chest under the violent heartbeat, which made him feel emotionally aroused and couldn't help himself.

Looking down, I saw that the little spirit fox was looking at him intently, the smile that Ling Xingyue instantly rippled out was like a half-blooming flower, the most intriguing, the water in the two eyes seemed to be overflowing in an instant, the little spirit fox just wanted to sigh, this human love is really moving! No, it's a fox's heart! I heard Ling Xingyue change his spirit and look sharp when he saw him in an instant, and he scolded in his mouth:

"What are you looking at?! Look at it again, gouge out your eyes! ”

The frightened little spirit fox hurriedly closed his eyes, not even daring to show a single gap, thinking to himself:

"This Ling Xingyue is really not easy to get along with, she is moody, it is better to treat me quickly, let me go back to that gentle and beautiful young lady!"

While the little spirit fox was silently praying, Ling Xingyue finally remembered that the little spirit fox's injury had not been cured, if Man'er really came to his house after a while, then how should he explain it.

In the end, Ling Xingyue reluctantly used his spiritual power to make a simple treatment of the internal injury on the belly of the little spirit fox, but the technique was quite "ruthless", directly infused with spiritual power and two fingers, and used the spiritual flame through the wound that had been condensed, burning until it was slightly scabbed, and then grinding away the marks, the little spirit fox trembling all over his body, and his cry was sharp and piercing, but Ling Xingyue seemed to ignore it, and it was not until the treatment was completed that he lifted its neck and threw it into the box:

"Alright."

Although the little spirit fox knew that this was the inevitable process of treatment, he was still in pain and couldn't stand for a while, and then he trembled and curled up in the box, no longer daring to make a sound.

Seeing that it was getting late, the sun was gradually sinking in the west, but the news that Lan Keman had visited the palace had not come, Ling Xingyue couldn't wait, and personally covered the lid of the box, asked for the carriage, and caught up on the way to the Lan family's compound, which was also the main road that the Lan family used to walking.

In the courtyard of the Lan family, Situ wore a jade talisman crown, dressed in a new and strong ink-colored robe, with black eyebrows and watery eyes, but his face was elegant and moist, with a faint luster like pearls, which formed a sharp contrast with the joy and excitement brought by Chu Lian's illness, like a drop of morning dew in the thick ink, sticking to his heart and never changing.

Lan Keman has never liked very lively scenes, but the liveliness of these people at home is different, revealing a trace of warmth and reassuring taste.

Therefore, when Situ stayed by his side so differently than before, Lan Keman didn't notice Situ's silence and change at all.

Then, when Situ invited him to take a walk in the small cedar forest in the backyard of the Lan family, Lan Keman actually had a trace of reluctance, and the reluctance on his face was silently completely seen by Situ, so Situ's face was also a little gray, and the pearl-like face seemed to be fainted with a layer of mist, and the melancholy could no longer disperse.

Chu Lian saw that the corners of Situ's eyes seemed to be dizzy with a lot of reluctance and a lot of pain, and she couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, when Situ repeatedly invited Lan Keman to go to the cedar forest, Chu Lian took the initiative to urge Man'er to leave with Situ and go to the small cedar forest.

Lan Keman looked at Situ with a smile, not noticing the gloom of Situ's complexion at all:

"Brother Situ, where have you been these days? I've been taking care of my mother these days, and I've never been to school, have you been studying in school? You didn't even come to see me for so long, didn't you often come to help me review my homework and teach me how to practice words or something? What's going on these days? Did my Uncle Si force you to start practicing martial arts and studying the art of war again? ”

Situ looked at Lan Keman's small mouth in front of him and said to him one by one, her lips were ruddy, her eyes were hazy, and the water was lingering, Lan Keman, who had been growing up with her, stood in front of her like this, but I don't know when Sister Man'er seemed to look better again, to be precise, she grew up and charmed.

Situ's head was dizzy, and when Lan Keman turned his back to him and was about to walk forward, he grabbed Lan Keman's arm with both hands and pulled her into his arms, and then the straight tip of his nose seemed to be about to touch the end of Lan Keman's nose, and Lan Keman, who was close, could no longer see Situ's face, and could only see Situ's pair of jet-black pupils, which were full of reluctance and slight anger: