After taking off the clothes on her body three times and dividing them by two, Song Lingyue immersed her body in the water and sighed with satisfaction.

Untie the hairpin that binds the green silk, and a black hair ripples in the water, wrapping the white and soft delicate body.

The sound of the water is curling, the fragrance is fragrant, and the silhouette of the beauty sways in the candlelight, reflected in the window.

Liu Liang didn't dare to listen any longer, so he hurriedly walked out with an empty bucket.

If there is anything bad about it in ancient times, the lack of a hair dryer is probably the biggest inconvenience.

Song Lingyue dried her body after taking a shower, but her hair was still wet and sticking to her back, not only that, because the hair was relatively long, she pulled her scalp heavily after absorbing the water, making Song Lingyue feel that her neck was about to be crushed by her hair.

Tuk tuk, there was an impatient knock on the door outside the door, and Qi Mo's voice was also impatient: "Song Lingyue, it's almost half an hour, haven't you changed your clothes yet?" Hu Er has already woken up, and he is clamoring to see you, but I can't help it. ”

"You wait for me, and I'll be out right away." Song Lingyue didn't care about her wet hair, grabbed the dress and put it on her body, and opened the door with her wet hair.

The long dark blue hair was wet and scattered on Song Lingyue's shoulders, and the ends of her hair were still falling with water droplets, soaking her thin clothes.

The already delicate and lovely face was bathed at this time, showing an intoxicating pink luster, and the dense moisture surrounded her side, with an intoxicating fragrance, which made people dizzy.

"Let's go, I'll go with you to see Hu Er." Song Lingyue didn't notice that Qi Mo, who was standing at the door, was dumbfounded, turned around and closed the door of the wing room before leaving.

Qi Mo grabbed Song Lingyue's wrist, and lowered his eyes on her long wet hair: "Are you going to go like this?" ”

Song Lingyue raised her eyebrows: "Otherwise?" Didn't you push me out like a rush? ”

"Go back." Qi Mo increased the force in his hand and pulled Song Lingyue into the wing.

"Qi Mo, what are you doing, you hurt me." Song Lingyue struggled, compared to strength, she was naturally not Qi Mo's opponent.

It's really strange, it looks weak, but I didn't expect it to be so strong.

"Hu Er is still waiting!" Song Lingyue couldn't break free, and glared at Qi Mo angrily: "What are you going to do." ”

"You're going to see Hu Er like this?" Qi Mo's narrow eyes narrowed into a slit.

"What am I wearing?" Song Lingyue lowered her head and checked the clothes on her body, "Isn't this quite normal?" ”

"What's normal?" Qi Mo raised his voice, "Song Lingyue, don't forget, you're a woman." ”

"What's wrong with me being a woman? I'm a woman, I don't need you to tell me! ”

Song Lingyue was even more angry than Qi Mo, she didn't understand that the well-behaved Qi Mo actually took care of her dress.

Who did he think he was!

Qi Mo's face turned pale for a while, and he pulled Song Lingyue to the front of the bronze mirror, "See for yourself what you look like now, and then decide whether you want to dress like this to see Hu Er!" ”

Song Lingyue moved her wrist that was pinched by Qi Mo, and shouted indignantly: "I warn you Qi Mo, I am your boss, not your punching bag!" ”

When Song Lingyue's gaze fell on the bronze mirror, the woman in the bronze mirror had a graceful posture, and her black hair fell down, wrapping her thin shoulders.

Before the hair had time to dry, the ends of the hair condensed into water droplets, which covered the Luo skirt on the body.

The water-blue Luo skirt was originally extremely light, and it was attached to the woman's graceful body as soon as it was soaked in water, and it could vaguely reveal the charming waist.

Just finished bathing, Song Lingyue still had a good fragrance on her body, her small face was pink, her skin was flushed with the halo of a girl, and her eyes were even more radiant against the background of her black hair.

Song Lingyue outside the bronze mirror blinked, and Song Lingyue in the bronze mirror also blinked, she tilted her head to look at Qi Mo next to her: "Isn't this good?" ”

Song Lingyue looked left and right, except that her hair was a little wet and uncomfortable, there was nothing inappropriate.

"It's nothing?!" Qi Mo's tone suddenly increased a lot, "How can you go out to meet people like this." ”

"What's not to go out and see people, isn't it just that your hair is a little wet?" Song Lingyue stirred her wet long hair disappreciably, and grabbed a linen cloth to wipe her long hair, "Then it's okay for me to wipe it dry, right?" ”

"Song Lingyue, are you a woman after all!" Qi Mo felt that his head was going to be big.

Song Lingyue didn't think about it: "I'm not a woman, are you a woman?" ”

"You're a woman, so how dare you go out dressed like this? Are you afraid that Hu Er won't be able to see the color of your belly pocket? Qi Mo's face had turned the color of pig liver, and the blood vessels on his forehead were beating suddenly, and he felt that sooner or later he would be angry to death by this woman named Song Lingyue.

"Uh......" retorted and all of a sudden got stuck in his throat.

Song Lingyue wanted to say that this belly pocket was no different from a modern suspender, and she didn't think there was anything wrong, not to mention that there were clothes on the outside, but it was just a little faintly revealed, and it was quite good-looking.

After touching Qi Mo's face that was as black as the bottom of the pot, Song Lingyue swallowed all the words she wanted to say with interest.

Song Lingyue smiled awkwardly: "It seems to be a little inappropriate." ”

"Just like?" Qi Mo narrowed his eyes.

"Well, that's very inappropriate." Song Lingyue clasped her hands around her chest and glanced at Qi Mo with a dissatisfied expression.

Seeing that Qi Mo didn't speak, Song Lingyue tilted her head and said:

"But I'm dressed so inappropriately that a man who claims to be a gentleman won't go out of my boudoir. I wonder if it's even more inappropriate? ”

Qi Mo was choked, "I'll go out and wait for you." He dropped this sentence and hurried out again.

Seeing Qi Mo's deflated appearance, Song Lingyue couldn't help but laugh out loud anymore.

After the toss is over, the watchman has already played the second watch.

As soon as Hu Eryi saw Song Lingyue, his body shook first, covering the place where the mole had been dug out on his face, his eyes were full of fear.

"Are you awake?" Song Lingyue had a kind smile on her face, but Hu Er was trembling all the time.

The picture of Song Lingyue holding the silver knife and quickly and ruthlessly ripping off the piece of mole on his face has been deeply engraved in the depths of Hu Er's mind, making Hu Er deeply understand a truth, you must not offend Song Lingyue.

Just by looking at her swift and ruthless approach with a silver knife, you know that this woman is definitely not a good stubble.

"How's it going, does the wound still hurt?" Song Lingyue's gaze fell on the wound on Hu Er's face.

Hu Er first shook his head and then nodded, the numbing strength had just faded, his face gradually regained consciousness, and his lips squirmed for a long time before he spit out a sentence: "Thank you, thank you." ”

Hu Er woke up and saw Qi Mo's face, he was shocked at first, and then realized that he had not been killed by Song Lingyue, and when he touched the raised mole on his face, he was even more excited.

"It's good if you wake up, and it may hurt when the anesthetic subsides, so I gave you painkillers. You will stay here tonight and observe for the night, and if you don't have a high fever tonight, you will be fine. Do you understand? ”

Song Lingyue's tone was very light, and her attitude was also very cold.

However, Hu Er felt that this kind of Song Lingyue was much easier to contact than the Song Lingyue who was holding a knife and not smiling just now.

"Then you can rest first." After Song Lingyue finished speaking, she took Qi Mo out of the room, and she didn't go far Song Lingyue pulled Qi Mo's sleeve, "Then let's discuss, do you keep it in the first half of the night or you keep it in the second half of the night?" ”

"Why are you still guarding him?" Qi Mo almost didn't jump. Song Lingyue looked indifferent: "Otherwise, what if he has a high fever at night?" Of course, someone has to guard him. ”

"Then you go back to sleep, and I'll keep him guarded. I'll let you know if there's anything. Qi Mo couldn't help but push Song Lingyue back.

"Can you do it?" Song Lingyue is still not at ease.

"Let's go!" Qi Mo pushed Song Lingyue back into the cross-hospital, and directly locked the door along with the cross-hospital and the medical hall, "If he really has a situation, I will go to you." ”

Song Lingyue pushed the door that was locked by Qi Mo, and the door revealed a gap, only half of Qi Mo's face could be seen, and she could only tell Qi Mo through the door: "Then you pay attention, if he has a fever, you must come to me, remember?" ”

"Got it, trouble." Qi Mo was very impatient, and turned around to leave, but was grabbed by a hand stretched out from the crack in the door.

"Qi Mo, listen to your impatient attitude, I really don't feel at ease when I hand over the patient to you. Why don't I take care of Hu Er? Song Lingyue let go and discussed with Qi Mo.

"Haven't you heard of the scourge that lives for a thousand years? I don't think that kid will die for a while, so don't worry. ”

Qi Mo's voice came from behind the door, looking lazy and slacking off.

"Hey, Song Lingyue, aren't you leaving!" Qi Mo could still see Song Lingyue's skirt through the crack in the door, and the tone suddenly became vicious.

Song Lingyue knocked on the door angrily, "Don't you think the night is beautiful tonight?" ”

Qi Mo also raised his head when he heard this, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, but it was really beautiful, and he couldn't help but speak: "Do you know what is more beautiful than the night?" ”

"What is it?" Song Lingyue felt a little anticipation in her heart.

"It's the fireworks at the Flower Dynasty Festival. Every year during the Flower Dynasty Festival, countless pyrotechnic masters make the most special fireworks and light up the night sky that night.

The people of the city, from dignitaries to peddlers, would gather together to celebrate the ceremony. ”

Qi Mo depicts the pomp and circumstance of the Memory Flower Festival, his magnetic tone quietly echoing in the night sky.

"Is it really that beautiful?" Song Lingyue asked, although Qi Mo's answer just now was different from what she thought in her heart, it still aroused her yearning for the Flower Dynasty Festival.

"yes. I once attended the Flower Dynasty Festival with my mother, and it was the happiest and happiest day for me. Qi Mo leaned against the door and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

"And where is your mother now?" Song Lingyue also turned her back to the door, raised her head and looked at the same moon as Qi Mo.

"She's gone." Qi Mo's voice was a little hoarse.

"That was the first time I accompanied her to the Flower Dynasty Festival, and I didn't expect it to be the last. I will always remember the way she looked at the fireworks, so desolate and lonely, as if she was also a firework in the sky, only shining for a moment, and then falling into darkness. ”

"Why? Your mother, were you unhappy when you were alive? Song Lingyue asked in a low voice, and hurriedly added: "If you don't want to say it, you can not say it." ”