Chapter 187: Cultivating Immortals Daily 5

When Leng Erdao was about to answer, Ji Xuan'er had already picked up Ling Huwen and said to the others: "This is the end of today's class, you can stay and practice on your own." Then in front of everyone, he returned to Danchen Pavilion with Linghuwen in his arms.

Ling Huwen felt that his face suddenly burned red, patted Ji Xuan'er's shoulder, and asked, "Hey, what are you doing?" Hurry up and let me down. ”

Ji Xuan'er had a calm face and said, "You are injured, I will send you back to bandage." ”

Ling Huwen muttered: "I'm just bruised, not a broken leg, I can walk by myself, you let me down." ”

Ji Xuan'er didn't mean to let her go at all, the corners of her mouth curved, she smiled evilly, and said, "Don't make noise, if you want me to plug your mouth in a special way." ”

Ling Huwen slammed in his heart and immediately closed his mouth. He dared to threaten her with such words, damn it.

Back in Ling Huwen's room, Ji Xuan'er finally put Ling Huwen down, saw her face flushed, and said with a smile: "I rarely see you blushing, and your blush is quite cute." ”

Ling Huwen's heart thumped again, he didn't expect this guy to be so provocative, and he didn't pay for his life. She glared at him and said, "In front of so many fellow disciples, aren't you afraid that they will spread some bad gossip?" ”

Ji Xuan'er took the medicine box, wiped the wound on the side of Ling Huwen's mouth with alcohol, and said: "If they are all focused on cultivation, they naturally have no intention of saying bad things about me, if they have time to say bad things about me, then naturally they don't put their hearts completely on cultivation, and I, as the teacher, can naturally punish them." ”

Ling Huwen had nothing to say.

Ji Xuan'er dealt with the wound on Ling Huwen's mouth, and began to deal with the wound on her hand again, with a little anger in her tone, and said: "If you can't in the future, don't be reckless, just say that you won't, why be afraid that they will laugh at you, you can take your time when it comes to cultivation." ”

Ling Huwen looked at Ji Xuan'er's serious face, she knew that he was caring about her, for her good, nodded, "oh", bowed her head and said, "I listen to you." ”

Ji Xuan'er listened to her words, and suddenly became much more relaxed, and said, "Okay, the wounds are all taken care of, you can rest well today." ”

Ling Huwen watched Ji Xuan'er leave with his eyes, and after he left, she stared stupidly at her bandaged wound in the room in a daze, and was stunned until noon, when she smelled the fragrance of roast chicken thighs at the door, and her stomach gurgled for a while, before she remembered that she had forgotten her lunch.

She got out of bed, opened the door and saw that Leng Erdao was leaning against the door with a bowl full of chicken legs, and when she saw Ling Huwen open the door, she raised her eyebrows at her and said, "Don't you go to eat lunch, aren't you hungry?" ”

Ling Huwen smiled: "Erdao, you are still good to me, I know that I am hungry." "My eyes looked at the bowl of chicken thighs, and my saliva was dripping.

Leng Erdao smiled, gave the bowl to Ling Huwen, and said, "There is even better, I also brought wine, do you want to drink?" I don't know when I took a gourd of wine from behind me, and the gourd was the same size as the wooden gourd, but it was made of white jade, and it looked very precious.

Ling Huwen was holding a bowl of chicken legs, small sparks had already appeared in his eyes, and when he heard that there was still wine, he couldn't suppress his excitement, nodded his head and nodded, and said, "I want to drink." ”

Leng Erdao said in a low voice: "The wine I brought is fragrant, let's go into the house and drink it, don't let them know." ”

Ling Huwen then let Leng Erdao into the room, stretched out his head to look around, and made sure that no one else was around, before entering the house and closing the door. The two of them solved a bowl of chicken legs in the house, poured a few glasses of wine from the jade gourd and drank it, and after talking for a while, Leng Erdao returned to his room.

The moon tonight was very mellow, illuminating every bluestone slab in the Wuji Palace.

Ling Huwen was alone in the room looking at the book "Ancient Dream Relics" from Ji Xuan'er, and saw Chang'e running to the moon, Hou Yi was left alone in the world, and the two could never meet again, so he couldn't help but be very sentimental, and said to himself: "Since ancient times, why can't people who love each other always stay together?" But the will of heaven is true of the saying that the sky is old, the naΓ―ve is ruthless, and I don't know what will happen to me and Childe in the future, after all, Childe is a human, but I am a half-demon and half-human, fortunately, Childe and I can meet every day now, and there is no separation between us in heaven and earth. ”

Suddenly, I heard someone knocking on the door, and it was Leng Erdao's voice asking, "Linghu, are you sleeping?" ”

Linghu Wen said: "Not yet, Erdao, do you have anything to find me?" ”

"I see that the moon is very beautiful tonight, and I want you to go up to the roof to enjoy the moon and drink wine."

Ling Huwen should have been very moved when she heard that there was wine, but she had just read several stories from ancient times on "Ancient Dreams", all of which were love stories with poignant endings, and she couldn't help but feel very sad in her heart, and when she thought of herself, she was inevitably depressed, so she said: "Second knife, no, I want to rest." ”

There was an "oh" from outside the door, which sounded a little sad and disappointed. After that, there was complete silence outside.

A moment later, there was another knock on the door. Ling Huwen thought that Leng Erdao hadn't left yet, and wanted to persuade her to go to the moon together, so he said: "Erdao, let's enjoy the moon tomorrow night, and drink the wine tomorrow night, you keep it for me, and rest first tonight." ”

There was silence outside the door for a moment, and then a deep voice said, "It's me." ”

Ling Huwen heard that it was Ji Xuan'er's voice, immediately turned over and got out of bed, opened the door, and said a little weakly: "Senior Brother Xuan'er, why are you here?" ”

Ji Xuan'er said, "I'll see how your injuries are healing." Don't you invite me in for a cup of tea? ”

Ling Huwen reacted at this time, let Ji Xuan'er into the house, and poured him a cup of tea.

Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door again, followed by Leng Erdao's voice: "I don't know if I disturbed the two of you." ”

After Ji Xuan's forehead entered the house, the door was not closed, at this moment, Leng Erdao was leaning against the door, his fingers knocked on the door a few times, staring at Ling Huwen in the house, his eyes were complicated, some lost, some sad, and he covered it up very well.

Ling Huwen was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know what day it was tonight, why everyone gathered here with her, as if they had discussed it.

Leng Erdao smiled a little self-deprecatingly and asked, "Today's dinner may be too salty, and the teapot in my room is dry." I also want to come to you for a cup of tea, I wonder if it is an honor? ”

Ling Huwen heard that there was something weird in his words, but he still said: "It's just a cup of tea, you can drink it." ”

Leng Erdao smiled again, entered the house by himself, and saw Ji Xuan'er holding a teacup, taking a sip of tea leisurely, so he picked up the teacup on the table, poured a cup of tea, sat next to Ji Xuan'er, and took a sip.

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