"My lord."

Yue Xi bowed and respectfully called the people on the high seat. The man's black hair was tied in a bun at will, loosely tied behind his head, wearing a dark red dress, draped in a plain white goose feather, a red and a white contrast, lining his complexion was a little different from ordinary people's white, but his lip color was also light, this white jade-like face, it showed the color of his eyebrows and eyes, his eyes were lazily together, as if he hadn't woken up, and the whole person was also lazily leaning on the back of the chair.

It seemed that Yue Xi's voice disturbed him, he opened his eyes slightly, with some displeasure on his face, his eyebrows frowned very shallowly, and the displeasure was fleeting, and there was a lazy expression on his face in an instant. It's just that he cast his afterglow at Yuexi, as if asking him what was wrong.

"My lord, there seems to be movement over there, I just caught the breath of the nightmare."

He sighed softly, thought of something again for a while, and spoke again.

"Protect her, I'm going out for a while."

Yue Xi leaned down and took two steps back, and then disappeared. After a long while, he tightened his grip and stood up, it was obviously a hot summer night, and there seemed to be cold air around him, and white air was bubbling from his breath.

"It's a little cold."

His clear voice overflowed from his mouth, accompanied by white gas, lazily and tactfully. I saw a pair of slender hands stretched out between his sleeves and rubbed them directly, the fingertips were so red from the cold, and his face was so white that the surroundings of his eyes were dyed red.

As he moved, the white jade bell around his waist shook out a sound that seemed to please him and made him smile at the end of his eyes.

There was a fog around him, and the fog enveloped him, and as the fog cleared, the hall was empty as if no one had ever come.

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"Miss, Miss, God, Bodhisattva Protection, Miss, you can be considered awake."

When the kite opened its eyes again, its entire throat burned and hurt, and it was estimated that it had not been in water for a long time.

"Miss, you have been asleep for three days, the doctor said that you were frightened, plus some slight heat stroke, so you passed out all of a sudden, you were scared to death at that time, Miss, you are really, you are so bad, you must be good to live and raise!"

Xiaocao said as she picked up the kite, and then brought the soup on the table to cool off.

"Miss, this is Xiaocao's summer soup, you like to drink it the most, no, Xiaocao is ready early, you can drink it as soon as you wake up, the meal is ready, you can eat the soup after drinking."

Xiaocao seemed to be inviting merit, with expectations on his face, Ming Kite was not easy to push, so he took two sips of Xiaocao's hand, which was cold and cold, and it was indeed delicious, and then the heat on his body disappeared a lot.

Ming Kite drank several sips, Xiaocao's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he was so happy that he saw that Ming Kite didn't drink it and put it aside.

"Miss, you have always eaten less, this is the time to grow your body, you still need to eat more."

Xiaocao paused, with some hesitation on her face, her fingers twisted the corners of her clothes, and her mouth moved twice, and she stopped again, Mingyuan glanced at her, Xiaocao seemed to think that Mingyuan did not dislike it, and took a breath, and her voice was flattering.

"Miss, don't worry about the matter of the fifth miss, and the ancestor said before the retreat that he would definitely let the young lady go to the Tianqiong Academy to study, although he may not be able to be in the same courtyard with the fifth miss, but he can go after all, right, Xiaocao knows that the young lady and the fifth young lady are better, this time..."

Xiaocao stopped, as if she didn't know whether to say it or not.

Mingkite actually knew what Xiaocao was going to say, and the fire would make her feel painful, and it also made her completely integrate some of Song Mingkite's memories, although these memories were intermittent, but they always had a context.

The children of the noble families of this continent have to undergo a talent test before they are fourteen years old, and they are ready to participate in the next assessment of the Heavenly Dome Academy

After that test, the two were very different. Of course, the cloud is Song Yuyan, and the mud is her.

Song Yuyan used her purple talent to make Tianqiong Academy directly admit to this academy, but Song Mingyuan, not only did not test any talent, but also became mute overnight a few days ago.

Two people who are so good and have such different endings are really embarrassing.

A waste without talent, in the Song family, who is a descendant of the immortals, it is a great shame.

Although the Song family knows that Song Mingyuan is not the Song family, so what, people outside don't know.

So the Song family had a waste of criticism, and the Song family carried it, so Song Mingkite's life was naturally not easy.

She doesn't like to interact with people like Song Yuyan, and there are not many people who are annoyed by her cold temperament in the imperial city, and those people think she has a high spirit, and she doesn't bother to explain.

After the test was over, it was indispensable to be seen as a joke, Song Yuyan has been protecting her, and later she was busy with the things reported by the college, and the two had a lot less contact.

Song Yuyan is too busy to come, Song Mingyuan doesn't like to go out, this is the same roof, but the two are rare to see.

Listening to Xiaocao's meaning, it seems that Song Mingyuan can't stand that she is a waste, and she is depressed because of the big gap between her and Song Yuyan, who is like a sister.

But Song Mingyuan in the dream told her clearly that she was depressed because she couldn't keep her agreement with Song Yuyan.

Why is this Song Mingkite so obsessed with Song Yuyan, Mingyuan really wanted to break his head and didn't come up with a reason.

She didn't understand, after all, she wasn't Song Mingkite.

Ming Kite was immersed in her own thoughts, and for a moment she didn't hear what Xiaocao was saying, and by the time she came back to her senses, Xiaocao's tirade was almost over.

"Miss, Xiaocao thinks you shouldn't be presumptuous, Xiaocao feels that Miss has languished a lot in the past six months, Miss shouldn't be like this! Miss, even if you don't cultivate, you are a smart person, you can't cultivate too much in this world, and it's not the only way to cultivate, Miss, you are the phoenix on the branch, you look good, smart, and kind, Xiaocao really doesn't want to see Miss so depressed. ”

The corners of Ming Kite's mouth curled slightly, this little grass is also a soft place in Song Ming Kite's memory, although that softness is insignificant compared to Song Yuyan.

may have been confused by the fire, Ming Kite felt that there were many emotions in his heart inexplicably at this moment, as if he had returned to the age of thirteen or fourteen, when he had just embarked on the road to the top, with a lot of heart, fragile and soft-hearted.

She gently pulled Xiaocao's sleeve, Xiaocao stopped her mouth, thinking that she was unhappy, and looked at her with blank eyes, as if she was about to shed tears when her face sank.

Ming Kite felt a little funny in her heart, her face softened a lot, she looked at Xiaocao, nodded lightly, and responded to Xiaocao's persuasion.

Xiaocao was stunned, and then a smile bloomed on her face, but with a smile and a smile, her eyes turned red, her voice trembled for a long time, and she didn't say a word, but she hiccups several times.

Ming Kite patted her hand, her character has always been, there is sorrow must be repaid, and there is kindness must be repaid. This loyalty is a blessing to her.

Xiaocao was still sobbing on the side, but she sat down calmly at the table, ready to eat.

At this moment, a beautiful voice suddenly broke the warm scene in the house.