Han Yan cleaned up almost this time, and after thinking about it, he went to Su Tanxue's side.

"Exploring the snow." When Han Yan entered the house, Su Tanxue was painting, and the red plum picture in the snow was lifelike.

Seeing Han Yan coming in, Su Tanxue put down the pen in her hand and greeted her: "Brother Yan, why are you free?"

Han Yan sat down with her, these days without Gu Qingyan's noisy side, Su Tanxue returned to her previous life, painting every day, accompanying the old lady, and adding another daze.

Guo'er brought the tea, and Han Yan felt that Su Tanxue's house had a different fragrance from usual when he entered the house just now, and now when he touched Guo'er's fingertips, the fragrance became more and more obvious.

Han Yan asked, "New incense?" ”

Su Tanxue shook her head, she didn't know why the smell had been a little heavier since she came back from Qingluo Temple and burned incense again, but after a long time, she got used to it, so she didn't feel anything.

"Maybe it's been a long time, and it has an impact." She said that she has been using this incense for a long time, and the spice is precious, and every time she uses it, she only puts a little bit of the fruit, which is enough.

Han Yan looked at Su Tanxue and saw that her face and expression were not abnormal, so he gave up and said, "By the way, I'm going to Peach Blossom Stream in two days, are you willing to go with me?" ”

"Can I go? Brother Iwa. Su Tanxue asked rhetorically, the peach blossom stream she heard and recognized had always been only in the mouths of others, and her curiosity drove her to want to see it if she had the opportunity.

Han Yan smiled, gently touched Su Tanxue's head, and replied to her: "Yes, I have also met my mother just now, she said that if you are willing to go, let me take you." ”

Of course, Su Tanxue was willing to go, and winked at Han Yan, and the matter was settled. Han Yan instructed Su Tanxue to pack some cold and light clothes, said the departure time, and left.

"Miss, are we going out again?" After Guo'er saw Hanyan leave, Su Tanxue kept a smile on her face.

Su Tanxue nodded, sometimes once people's nature is liberated, they can't be recovered. Gu Qingyan unlocked Su Tanxue's inner yearning for the big world outside, but whenever she could go out for a walk, Su Tanxue would not let it go.

Guo'er is also happy for her own miss, and she can see how boring her own miss is when she is in a daze these days, and she can't comfort her on the side.

That night, Su Tanxue was lying on the bed, thinking about the things to be packed up tomorrow, thinking about it, and thinking about it, she thought of the night by the garden pool, the person she first met.

At that time, there was a sea of stars in his eyes, which gave Su Tanxue an unprecedented sense of calmness, and his low and magnetic voice had a power that hit Su Tanxue's heart at that moment.

For some reason, for the first time, Su Tanxue had a good impression of someone in such a short period of time. Even if she didn't realize it, even if she didn't see each other much later, in an accidental moment, that figure would return to her mind and linger for a long time.

"What was I thinking?" Su Tanxue came back to her senses and muttered to herself. Unconsciously touched his cheeks, and it was actually a little hot.

"Is he okay?" A voice in my heart asked quietly. Su Tanxue couldn't answer herself, only a psychology told her that she couldn't stand by that person's side now, so she had to use this time so that she could get close to him.

At this time, the person who was being thought of by Su Tanxue was reclining on the special seat, and seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed. The moonlight sprinkled into the house, and I could see this person's beautiful face and bewitching sleeping posture, which even a woman could not compare.

The moonlight stretched out the figure of the man who had entered, and she walked forward quietly, for fear of disturbing the man's deep sleep. The tray he was holding was gently placed on the table beside him, and he quietly stepped forward, half-kneeling on the chair, and slowly raised his hand to caress the near-perfect side face.

"What?" A lazy voice came to my ears. Situ Haoyang woke up and saw An Jing's hand hanging in the air.

Seeing Situ Haoyang wake up, An Jing hurriedly put his hand behind his back and quickly stood up.

Situ Haoyang got up from the chair and saw the tray on the side, the noodle soup inside was still steaming.

An Jing replied: "This is a noodle prepared for the Lord." In the past few days, Situ Haoyang has practiced Gu worms, and he has spent a lot of essence and blood, and An Jing will cook a bowl of noodles every night.

Situ Haoyang didn't refuse, took the noodles, tasted it, and still tasted it: "Is there any news of not returning to the city?"

An Jing replied: "I haven't heard of it."

"Well, you go down." Situ Haoyang waved his hand and asked An Jing to retreat first.

An Jing wanted to say something more, but seeing that Situ Haoyang was only concentrating on eating noodles, he wanted to speak for a while, his hand clenched into a fist slightly in his sleeve, and quietly retreated.

When An Jing had already gone out, Situ Haoyang raised his head, looked at the direction she went out, and sighed softly.

Zhao Qiyue received a letter in the evening, and after reading the contents, he came to Situ Haoyang, and as soon as he entered the hospital, he saw An Jing walking out with his head down.

Zhao Qiyue wanted to step forward to say hello, but seeing An Jing passing by with an expressionless face, Zhao Qiyue shouted softly twice, but An Jing still didn't react.

"What's going on?" Zhao Qiyue muttered and walked forward. When he entered the house, he saw that Situ Haoyang was also eating noodles expressionlessly, which made Zhao Qiyue even more confused.

Thinking that there was still something to say, Zhao Qiyue opened his mouth first: "Lord, Ye Jinliang has a letter."

Situ Haoyang pushed the noodles aside, and Zhao Qiyue took a look at the situation, and he didn't seem to have eaten much. When he came back to his senses, he saw that Situ Haoyang had stretched out his hand, and hurriedly gave the letter to Situ Haoyang.

The letter said that Ye Jinliang was temporarily called back to Yunmo City, the specific reason is unknown, Zhao Qiyue asked Situ Haoyang if he wanted to investigate, Situ Haoyang shook his head: "No need, there will be new news soon."

When the words fell, Situ Haoyang felt a little tired, got up and wanted to go to the inner room, Zhao Qiyue saw this, took a step forward, and stretched out a hand behind Situ Haoyang half a step back for Situ Haoyang to support.

"Lord, Gu worms have consumed you too much recently, when did you play Gu on that girl?"

Zhao Qiyue never understood that when he was in the south, whether it was Qingquan Villa or Qingluo Temple, Situ Haoyang had too many opportunities to give Su Tanxue a Gu, but he didn't do it for a long time.

Instead, after returning to the underground palace, he began to feed with his own blood first.

"Did I let you put something in?" Situ Haoyang did not answer Zhao Qiyue, but asked him.

"It's already in the spice box."

After Hanyan and the others left Qingquan Villa that day, Zhao Qiyue sneaked in, found Su Tanxue's room, mixed a milky white powder into the spice box, stirred it well, and took a closer look, so he couldn't see anything unusual and put the box back in its original place.

Su Tanxue has the habit of burning incense powder, and the powder mixed in it will definitely allow Su Tanxue to inhale it slowly.

This powder is made by Situ Haoyang, it is said to be the medicine primer of Gu worms, unlike the previous hosts, Su Tanxue has no internal strength, just an ordinary person, and he is afraid that he will lose his life.

Situ Haoyang knew that he was not a famous doctor, and he couldn't guarantee that if something really happened to him, he would be able to come back to life, so he asked Zhao Qiyue to put this introduction first, so that Su Tanxue's body would have some strength to bear it before he went down.

Situ Haoyang lay down, Zhao Qiyue put out the lights for him and walked out of the room. As soon as he came out of the yard, he saw a shadow around the corner, and Zhao Qiyue became vigilant.

Holding the saber on his waist with one hand, he walked forward lightly, getting closer and closer to the shadow, but he didn't see any reaction from the shadow, Zhao Qiyue was puzzled, but the hand holding the saber had already found the angle and timing, and he drew the knife as soon as he got closer.

"An Jing! How are you? Seeing the face of the person on the other side clearly, Zhao Qiyue hurriedly put away the knife.

An Jing was still expressionless like Fang Cai, but her eyes were no longer wooden, she seemed to be waiting for Zhao Qiyue to come out when she stood here.

"I have something to ask you." The tone was cold, which made Zhao Qiyue unconsciously shrink his neck on this winter night.

Following An Jing and the two to a warm pavilion, Zhao Qiyue asked, "What do you have to ask?"

An Jing touched the soft whip tied around her waist and said, "Did you encounter something when you went to the south with the Lord?"

Zhao Qiyue didn't know why, and shook his head: "No."

After saying that, he also thought about it well, and nothing really happened this time.

An Jing looked at Zhao Qiyue and frowned, her intuition would not be wrong, in Situ Haoyang's body, something was slowly changing, and now she couldn't say what it was, but the root cause must be in what happened when they went out this time.

"Host found?" An Jing changed the topic coldly, which made Zhao Qiyue even more confused.

"Found it."

"Why didn't you get a Gu?" If he is under the Gu, Situ Haoyang will no longer use himself to feed.

Zhao Qiyue sneered, and the tone in which An Jing was talking to him now had a bit of questioning: "You still have to report this matter to Lord An Tang?"

A little dissatisfied and a little provocative in her tone, An Jing glanced at Zhao Qiyue, eased her expression, and said, "I didn't mean that." Just ......"

After a pause, An Jing still didn't hold back her words after all: "What does that girl look like?"

As soon as An Jing's words came out, Zhao Qiyue guessed what her abnormality was for. is no longer aimed at An Jing, and the tone of her voice has softened a little.

"Huh...... It's a quiet and petite girl. After speaking, he patted An Jing's shoulder with one hand.

Most of the people in the dungeon know that An Jing and Situ Haoyang have been playmates since childhood, and they can be described as childhood sweethearts. An Jing's world is only floating, and she has never objected to what Situ Haoyang asks her to do.

With the passage of time, the girl also has a side thought, indeed, the men in the entire underground palace together are difficult to look down on Situ Haoyang, and An Jingfang's heart is not unreasonable.

It's just that this one is affectionate and that one is unintentional, and Zhao Qiyue has more or less understood it on the side over the years.

"Don't think too much, what should be yours is yours, you can't ask for anything if it shouldn't be yours, and in the end you have wronged yourself, it's unnecessary."

Zhao Qiyue didn't intend to persuade with good words, it was useless, it was not so much that those bells and whistles gave An Jing expectations, it was better to say something unpleasant, it was a reality. In this way, even if things do become like that one day, An Jing will not be too difficult for herself.

But people who are often addicted to their own world have their own stubbornness, and as soon as they withdrew their shoulders, the hand on their shoulders was empty in an instant, and they no longer looked at Zhao Qiyue, and strode out of the warm pavilion.

Zhao Qiyue was helpless, knowing that An Jing obviously didn't listen to her words, and it was not easy to express anything anymore, so she went with her.

Outside the warm pavilion, the moon in the sky hangs high, the moonlight is bright, and the stars can still be seen in the sky without clouds.

Zhao Qiyue looked around, this underground palace, although it is called the underground palace, is also above the ground, but the brightness of each room is far lower than that of a normal room, so it always makes people feel dim, as if they are often underground. Zhao Qiyue doesn't know the reason, he only knows that this environment has been like this since he was a child.