Purple sun view of the star pavilion

Baili Heze walked with a breeze, and threw the unconscious Feng Wuwu onto the couch, his gaze did not linger on her too much.

Chu Qi was dressed in a plain white robe, holding a basin in his hand, and said respectfully, "Master, do you need to clean your hands?" ”

"Hmm."

Baili Heze bowed slightly, put his slightly pale hands in the basin of the tea water, and Junxiu's eyebrows frowned again.

He casually glanced at the unconscious Feng Wuwu on the couch, and ordered Chu Qi in a deep voice, "Call Chu Jiu in and check his body." ”

"Yes."

Chu Qi didn't say much, and when Baili Heze finished cleaning his hands, he bowed down and retreated with the basin.

After a while, Chu Jiu was carrying an old wooden box, panting, and came quickly, "Master, Chu Jiu is here to restore his life." ”

Out of curiosity, she raised her eyes slightly, and quietly observed the unconscious Feng Wuwu on the couch.

Strange, how is it a man? Chu Jiu retracted his gaze, and his doubts were even more serious.

In the Ziyang Temple, there are only three women. In addition to her, only Chu Yiyi, who was placed in Drunken Liuxuan, and Chu Shishi, who was still young, were left.

Chu Yi relied on the land of wind and moon, and his innocence could not be preserved.

And fourteen is full of calculations, but he is only five years old, how can he lose his innocence?

For no reason, who is Baili Heze going to test?

Could it be that the person he wants to test is the handsome man lying on the couch?

Chu Jiu thought about it like this, and suddenly felt a sudden pain in his brain. She is proficient in medical skills, and indeed proficient in the method of women's body examination.

But she really doesn't know how to check a man's body.

"Medical check-up."

Baili Heze sat in front of the food table and said lightly.

"This..."

Chu Jiu didn't dare to disobey the meaning of Baili Heze, and stopped talking about it.

After thinking about it again and again, she finally walked to the couch and tiptoed to dress Feng Wuwu.

When she saw the tightly wrapped chest cloth on Feng Wuwu's body, she breathed a sigh of relief, "It turns out that she is really a woman!" ”

Hearing this, Baili Heze held a cup of steaming strong tea in his even fleshy hand, and the smile on the corner of his lips deepened.

Sure enough, as he expected, Feng Wuwu is indeed a woman.

He has never been close to women, nor does he like women.

However, for the sake of Yingjun's ink dyeing, he didn't mind what happened to Tongfeng Wuwu.

"Master, this girl is not perfect."

Chu Jiu's voice trembled slightly, and she was deeply afraid that Baili Heze would be angry and bring disaster to her.

After all, Baili Heze's cleanliness is also famous, whether it is a person or a thing, but if someone has been touched, Baili Heze will never touch it.

"Oh? It seems that there is no need for this seat to make a move, Feng Wuwu has spared no effort to block him. ”

Baili Heze put down the teacup in his hand and sighed slightly, "It's a pity." ”

Knowing that Feng Wuwu was no longer complete, Baili Heze suddenly lost interest, and he didn't even want to look at her.

"Throw her into a beggar's den at once."

Baili Heze got up, stood with his hands behind his back, and his voice was indifferent.

"Yes."

Chu Jiu glanced at Feng Wuwu, who was asleep on the couch, and suddenly felt compassion.

She took advantage of the fact that she was not aware of the hundred miles of Heze, and carefully dressed Feng Wuwu neatly, hoping that Feng Wuwu would survive with a man's clothes.

"Chu Jiu, bring pen and ink, and be sure to draw everything she suffered in great detail."

"Yes."

Chu Jiu was especially puzzled in his heart, how could Baili Heze, who had always been cold, suddenly change her sex and let her do such an immoral thing.

Wondering and bored, she still carried Feng Wuwu out of the Ziyang Temple according to the meaning of Baili Heze.

Baili Kawazawa stood on the terrace of the Star Picking Pavilion, holding the cold trunk with both hands, looking at the prosperous scenery of Kyoto, and feeling lost.

For some reason, when he learned that Feng Wuwu was no longer complete, he seemed to be choked in his heart, and he even had to breathe a little harder.

Behind him, Chu Qi looked flustered, and said urgently, "Master, the regent has forcibly broken into the Ziyang Temple, and he is so frightened that the Dao Tong in front of the temple has nowhere to hide. ”

"What's the panic? This seat is not as stupid as King Jin, he can't get a handle. Baili Heze was expressionless and said calmly.

"But... The Lord Regent seems to care deeply about the little prince you brought back. ”

Chu Qiyi thought of Jun Mo's terrifying complexion, his body trembled, and his legs weakened with fright.

Baili Heze turned his head slightly, and the three thousand green silks were scattered behind him, and the resentment in his eyes disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he returned to his former tranquil and alienated appearance.

His thin lips opened lightly, and he said lightly, "I'm going to meet him." ”