Chapter 41: A Little Different
"Water······ Give me water······ Help me······" Xiao Qing, who was lying on the bed, opened her lips as pale as a piece of tissue paper slightly, and said nonsense.
Bai Nishang leaned up, and Fandel frowned slightly.
She had heard that before.
It was when I met Xiaoqing for the first time.
Bai Nishang stretched out her hand to brush the hair on the back of Xiaoqing's head to see the injury, but before she could touch it, a hand with a strong wind struck and firmly grasped her slender wrist.
Then, she saw Xiaoqing's cold eyes, which crashed into her heart, the corners of her mouth twitched, and her voice was cold: "Who?" ”
Although it was very weak, the powerful momentum came to her face, and Bai Nishang was almost out of breath.
“······”
She was stunned.
It turned out that there was a storm outside, and a strong wind blew and extinguished the candlelight, and it was dark all around.
In the dark environment, Xiaoqing had just woken up, and his head hadn't turned yet, and soon he realized where he was, and he cautiously spoke: "Beautiful sister? ”
"It's me, Xiaoqing, you're finally awake." Bai Nishang hurriedly responded, maybe she was too nervous just now and had a delusion.
Xiaoqing wouldn't look at her with such cold eyes.
Hearing the familiar voice and feeling the familiar smell coming from the person's body, Xiaoqing's eyes were dyed with a warm light a little bit, "Sister, what's wrong with me?" ”
"Forehead······ Because you haven't been getting better, I've just added some medicine to my meal to see if it promotes your body's recovery, hehe. Bai Nishang's eyes rolled, and she pinched her words.
She couldn't be sure if the Xiaoqing in front of her was the Xiaoqing she knew, the look in her eyes just now really shocked her, and she was subconsciously unwilling to tell the real situation to the man in front of her who looked very weak.
That magical field, only she and Xu Xian knew.
"That's it~ That sister, why does my body stink." Xiaoqing slowly sat up from the bed, he loosened the clamp on Bai Nishang, and asked in a melodious tone.
It's all like it's the way it was.
"That may be the sequelae of the potion, now that it's raining heavily, I'll help you boil the water, take a wooden barrel to the house for a while, and you sit in the house for a while." Bai Nishang rubbed her wrist and said, then felt a little light outside the door, groping for a fire fold.
It hurts to death, Xiaoqing's strength didn't expect it to be so great.
Finally, she found the fire fold and lit the candle in the wing.
The marks on the wrist were clearly visible, and there were even some blood marks.
It looks like I've scratched the skin, so I'll deal with it myself in a while.
Alas, she is going to be an old mother before she grows up.
Bai Nishang walked out of the wing room and went to prepare to boil water and wash the barrel.
And Xiaoqing at the moment when the light appeared, he stretched out his hand a little inappropriately, covering the light source, he squinted his eyes, and gradually adapted to the light in the light, he found that he was covered with mud, on his face, on the quilt, on the bed, on the ground, all of them.
His brows furrowed, and he rolled over from the bed with a little disgust, and stood on the edge of the bed, neither standing nor sitting.
Dirty, really dirty.
He raised his eyes and looked out the window, the pouring rain was non-stop, the black clouds were overwhelming, and there was no starlight at all.
Thinking of Bai Nisheng, who was just about to go out to help him boil water, he hurriedly walked to the window and saw the situation of the East Kitchen through the window.
Under the faint candlelight, the slender figure was busy in the east kitchen, she squatted down for a while to chop wood, put the firewood into the stove and burn it, and then carried water and poured water, put it in the pot, and was busy.
Her long black and beautiful hair was coiled up, a wooden branch was pinned, and her face was pure and fair, her eyelashes were still flickering like a fan, and her eyes were shining with starlight.
The beautiful woman, looking far away, is as bright as the sun rises in the morning glow, and is forced to observe it, burning like a hibiscus out of the waves.
Xiao Qing's eyes were filled with a heat that he couldn't even detect, and at this moment he was like a hunter, hiding in the dark to observe the movements of his favorite prey.
Until—
"Whew-" sound.
His eyes narrowed, and his gaze immediately withdrew from Bai Nishang's body, and he looked into the distance.
I saw a flash of invisible light in the dense forest not far away.
Xiaoqing didn't have time to think, so his body flew out like a bow and arrow, his pace was brisk, like a dragonfly dotting water, one step and ten miles, and he disappeared into the courtyard in an instant.
The whole wing room, only the mud on the ground, and the lonely candlelight.
The rain hit Xiaoqing's face, washing away the muddy water on his body, he didn't care, his eyes were like sharp eagle eyes, chasing the target straight.
Finally, he came to the dense forest.
"Come out." He said two words coldly, his eyes looked at the lake, and the temperament on his body seemed to be a natural king, and the powerful aura made the surrounding animals hide one after another.
"Master, the subordinates are late, please punish the master." Suddenly, a cyan figure knelt in front of Xiao Qing, his whereabouts were like a ghost, and his speed was so fast that people couldn't detect it.
Xiaoqing seemed to be accustomed to it, he brushed his sleeves behind him, and his eyes were still motionless looking at the lake, "Have you found the bodies of Zhu and Ju?" ”
The figure of the man in Tsing Yi was stunned, although he tried his best to restrain himself, he could not hide the anger and sadness in his heart, "Found it, we have buried the two of them in the 'ink mound'." ”
The ink mound is a place where only the secret guards of the royal family of the Feng Kingdom can be buried.
And according to the dignity of the master, the color of their burial is also different.
Blue, blue, blue, black, and white, there are five grades, of which the highest is white, and the second is blue.
"Who is plotting against me, can you find out?" Xiao Qing's five fingers were behind him, clenched into a fist little by little, and the cyan meridians loomed.
"My subordinates already have some eyebrows, and I can give you an explanation in the next day or two." The man in Tsing Yi lowered his head and said respectfully, the sword at his waist making a noise in the wind.
"Hmm." Xiaoqing's eyes seemed to be a mist that couldn't be dissolved, and the whole person couldn't see any special emotions.
However, the man in Tsing Yi knows the master's temperament very well, and generally the more he has such an attitude, the more angry he is.
"Master, I'm waiting for you tomorrow eight miles away from this village." The man in Tsing Yi came this time to determine the authenticity of the information, and he was not fully prepared, and he would wait until tomorrow to pick up the master and go back, otherwise there would be another incident at that time.
"Three days." Xiaoqing said suddenly.
"Three days?" The man in Tsing Yi was a little surprised, he didn't understand why his master suddenly said that.
"Pick me up in three days and let's go." Xiaoqing's voice was still cold and indifferent, and the whole person blended into the dark night.
The two were standing, the other kneeling, motionless in the rain, looking like two sculptures.
"Yes!" When the man in Tsing Yi received the signal, he came and went without a trace as he had come, and in an instant, there was nothing but the rain-soaked lawn where he had just knelt.