I watched the two of them go out of the house, and closed the door of the house, and the curiosity in my heart was aroused even more.

So, too, I stood up and walked slowly behind the door, squinting slightly, and looking into the crack in the door.

I saw that Stygian and Floating were standing with their backs to the door.

"Childe, that matter has been done, and Hongtu can eat the rest, which can come in handy." Floating first said to Beilin.

"It has to be alive, and if it is out of breath, it cannot be used." Beilin also replied.

Fuyou immediately nodded: "This is natural, don't worry, I will definitely handle this matter thoroughly, but next?" ”

"After this matter is done, this god monarch will think of the next step, you remember, don't act rashly, just keep an eye on those people to build a temple." What's next? What are they discussing?

"But Childe?" As he spoke, he suddenly turned his head and glanced in the direction of the door.

My gaze met his, but he didn't notice me.

"This matter, Xiyanna?" Floating wants to talk and stops.

"There is no need to tell her about this, when it is done, this god will tell her personally." Stygian's tone became unusually low.

Fuyou nodded again and again: "I also think that it is better to hide this matter from Xiyan first, Xiyan is kind-hearted, but I am afraid that it is inappropriate." ”

"Do you also think that this god monarch is ruthless?" Beilin looked sideways, looking at the floating.

Float immediately shook his head: "No! Those who achieve great things are not informal, not to mention, they are not good, otherwise, they will not be chosen. ”

"That's it, this god doesn't care what others think of me, just? She's not someone else. Beilin paused, and I saw a trace of sadness in his eyes?

I think what they're talking about now has something to do with the disappearance of the men in the mountains.

"You go and keep an eye on it." Before I could ponder it, I spoke, letting the floater go up the hill and star, and I immediately sat down at the round table.

Not long after, Ming Beilin pushed the door in, and when he saw that I was still sitting at the round table, he wanted to help me to bed.

I looked at him, his face was tired, and when he helped me to sit on the bed, I took his hand and told him to rest with me.

"I'm cold, and now you?" He was worried that the cold on his body would affect me, so he didn't want to lie down.

"It's okay, I'm almost fine." After I finished speaking, I held his hand tightly: "If you are not by my side, I will not be able to rest." ”

After that, I pulled him and lay down on the bed.

Mingbeilin pondered for a while, wrapped the thick futon around my body, and he lay on his side, lying on the edge of the bed, keeping a distance from me, and not even letting me hold his hands.

I took the initiative to hug his waist, and he grabbed the futon and wrapped my hand in it.

"Madam, tomorrow, I need to go out for half a day, how about letting Rat Xiangxiang and Du Xiaowei take care of you?" Ming Beilin's hand was on the futon, holding me.

"If you have something important, do it, I'm all right now, and I don't need you to be distracted." I said, paused, and looked at the underworld.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Ming Beilin asked, a hand very naturally stroked my face, and brushed my hair.

"I'm just worried you're overworked." I didn't ask, but looked at him with a little distress.

"It's all trivial, and the float helps me, and it's not tiring." After speaking, he reached out and kissed me lightly on the cheek.

Those big hands touched my eyes and persuaded me to sleep for a while.

With the North Rain by my side, I felt extremely stable, closed my eyes, and slowly fell asleep.

It's just that, in my sleep, I vaguely heard the sound of departing footsteps.

The voice was getting farther and farther away from me, and when I opened my eyes again, the person beside me was really gone.

"Sister, are you awake?"

Du Xiaowei's voice came from the log table in the distance, and I raised my eyes and looked at her.

Du Xiaowei had already walked towards me, came to my couch, helped me up, and fed me water.

"Sister, come, the head of the family said that you need to drink more water." Du Xiaowei said and brought the water to my lips.

I gulped down the water, feeling very comfortable, and the groggy feeling before disappeared without a trace.

"Sister, your complexion is much better than a few days ago." Du Xiaowei looked at me, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Hmm." I nodded, got up from the bed, and walked down.

"Sister, the head of the family said, let you lie down on the couch and not walk around." After Du Xiaowei finished speaking, she also pulled the futon and covered my body.

"Xiaowei, I've been sleeping for several days, and my body is stiff, so it's more comfortable to get up and walk." As I spoke, I lifted the futon.

When Du Xiaowei heard me say this, she didn't persuade me anymore, and directly stretched out her hand and helped me up from the bed.

Getting up from the bed, I walked around the house to see Master.

"Sister, the old gentleman is taken care of by Brother Gui and Sister Xiangxiang, you don't need to worry about it." Du Xiaowei didn't want me to leave the house.

"Xiaowei, although I am sick, if I keep being stuffy in the house, I am afraid that this illness will not be good." With that, I pushed the door open.

In the courtyard outside the door, Xuan Ling was still walking on his horse, unlike before, this time, he had two more buckets of water in his hands.

"Sister, the little boy is really powerful, at such a young age, but his strength is not small." Du Xiaowei looked at Xuan Ling with a look of admiration.

"Ling'er." I walked out of the house and called him.

Xuan Ling immediately turned his head sideways, looked at me, and called out crisply: "Auntie." ”

I saw that his face was covered with sweat, so I went around the cloister and went to the courtyard to wipe his sweat.

"Why didn't my sister accompany you today?" In the past, Xuan Ling practiced martial arts, and he was accompanied by his younger sister.

"Uncle, don't let me." Xuan Ling pursed his lips and replied to me.

"Really?" I thought about it, Sister Rat likes Xuan Ling very much, and she feels very sorry for him, presumably she takes care of Xuan Ling too thoughtfully, but Ming Beilin feels that a boy should look like a boy, and he can't let a little woman protect him.

"That Ling'er obediently practiced by herself." I stroked his cheek.

Xuan Ling nodded sensibly, and then, the pair of blue eyes looked in the direction of the door of the Hongtu House again.

"Brother Tu, spit." Xuan Ling's speech was not coherent, but the meaning of his words could be expressed clearly.

Is he saying, is the grand plan spitting up?

"I'll take a look." I turned my head and looked at the grand room.

Du Xiaowei hurriedly spoke: "Sister, the head of the family said that no one can go to see the little son of Hongtu, there is an enchantment in his house. ”

"Don't go, get angry." Xuan Ling pursed his lips, his little expression extremely angry.

What he meant was that he was not happy not to let him see Hongtu, but he was also disobedient to his uncle's intentions.