"Qingtong, are you serious?" Nightshade was full of surprise, and after dinner, Li Qingtong suddenly said that he wanted to go to Ganhezi's mausoleum with Nightshade.

"Sister, can you promise Qingtong? Qingtong promises not to cause you trouble. Li Qingtong pleaded, the reason why she wanted to go with her was actually to confirm whether Qin Ya was a god or not. As she spoke, she peeked at Qin Ya, who looked unconcerned.

Nightshade dissuaded: "Qingtong, this trip is dangerous, I don't worry." ”

Shuangbi on the side rushed out, patted her chest and said: "Miss Nightshade, there is nothing to worry about, my young lady is a master, and ordinary people can't hurt her." ”

"If anything happens to you, don't blame us. Qin Ya on the side suddenly floated out this sentence, in the mausoleum, the master may not be able to turn the danger into a disaster and come out alive.

This sentence was quite impersonal, Shuangbi suddenly became angry, and said indignantly: "Don't worry, the people who are dragging their feet will not be able to take our turn." The implication is that this little kid is the one who drags his feet.

When Li Qingtong heard this, he hurriedly looked at Qin Ya's face, only to see him say lightly: "I'll see when the time comes." Her eyes jumped, and she had a bad premonition.

But she still insisted: "Sister, Qingtong has her own sense of proportion. There was fortitude and earnestness in his tone.

"Nightshade, you can take them with you!" the lark suddenly said, with the two of them, he could eat all the world's delicacies without worry, and the lark was secretly happy when he thought about it.

In the end, Long Kui nodded and agreed, Li Qingtong insisted so much, there must be a reason, and she no longer stopped it.

After everyone discussed tomorrow's itinerary, they went back to their rooms to rest. Under Shuangbi's service, Li Qingtong lay on the bed, thinking about tomorrow's events, and gradually became sleepy, falling into a deep sleep, with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth.

In another room, Nightshade sat at the table for a long time, looking at the only bed, and then looked back at Qin Ya, who was holding the lark's two little paws with one hand and twisting its little head with the other, gently stroking it, with a faint smile on his face.

At this time, the lark only felt that his mind was buzzing, and the little hand that twisted his poor little head never relaxed, and if he did not let go, it would not last long before it hung up. Helplessly, it couldn't move all over its body, and it couldn't ask for help, but it was Nightshade who thought that this was Qin Ya's love for larks, but he didn't know that this was Qin Ya's desire to teach this greedy and rude bird a good lesson.

"Qin Ya, you just sleep in the bed, so that you can sleep more peacefully. "Sleeping on the trees and the ground all day long, it is so hard, how to sleep soundly, Nightshade thought about giving the bed to Qinya. For myself, there is nothing wrong with it.

Just when the lark was about to lose its breath, Qin Ya finally let go of his little hand and gave it freedom, and it crawled crookedly onto the table, wanting to vent its anger at being ruthlessly abused, but found that its eyelids were heavy, its body was weak, and it collapsed on the table, and fell asleep.

Nightshade smiled helplessly, "Why did you fall asleep all of a sudden?" It seems that the lark is very tired today, thinking, she gently picked up the lark, put it in the innermost part of the bed, and put a small square scarf on it, in case it catches a cold at night, obviously, the nightshade has completely forgotten that it is a sacred bird, and where can it catch a cold.

A smile appeared on Qin Ya's face, and he heard Long Kui say: "Qin Ya should come to sleep quickly, I have to hurry tomorrow." As he spoke, he laid out the quilt and lifted a quilt corner.

Her face was quiet and soft in the dim candlelight, and the night was silent, except for the faint sound of the wind.

"Hmm......" Qin Ya responded calmly, walked to the side of the nightshade, grabbed her hand, raised his eyes, and showed an innocent smile: "You sleep first." ”

The childlike voice gradually dissipated in her ears, and the nightshade was about to say something, only to feel a large sense of sleepiness hit her, and her body gradually collapsed on the bed, and soon the sound of her sleeping breathing was heard.

Qin Ya stepped forward to cover her with a quilt, looked at her quiet sleeping face, and remembered the first time she saw her in the dead tree, she also fell asleep so quietly. At first, she had a bad attitude towards her, and only wanted to drive her away, but she didn't expect that in the end she rushed out to block in front of him, and in the end, she still saved his life.

The next morning, the nightshade woke up, and the night last night was sleepless, and he slept very well. After settling down, I suddenly remembered that Qin Ya should have slept here last night, how could he be himself now?

At this time, the lark was still asleep, she got out of bed gently, looked around the room, and saw no Qinya.

The door opened suddenly, and a small, familiar figure slowly entered. "Woke up, did you sleep well?" the childish voice was crisp and unusually harmonious.

"Why did I sleep in bed?" Long Kui looked puzzled, he slept in the bed, so where did Qin Ya sleep?

"You made your bed and slept on it. Qin Ya said as he sat down in his chair. Of course, the main thing is that he applied some medicine to help sleep, and he did put a lot of larks, and he couldn't wake up for a while.

"I just slept like this?" Nightshade couldn't believe it, even if she had a physical body, she couldn't be so sleepy, and let a child have a bed and couldn't sleep, and her heart was suddenly embarrassed.

She couldn't help but ask, "Qin Ya, where do you sleep?"

"On the bed. With a smile in his eyes, he looked at the bed and said, "No." After speaking, he saw that Nightshade's surprised face suddenly turned red.

There was silence in the room, the two of them stared wide-eyed, and the nightshade was extremely unnaturally untidy with the slightly scattered hair.

"Where have you been so early?" she began to change the subject.

The corners of Qin Ya's mouth curled slightly, "I'm used to cultivating in the morning. ”

When Long Kui heard the word "cultivation", he suddenly remembered that Qin Ya was not an ordinary child, he was so young and so hardworking, no wonder he was so powerful that day, and he was easy to deal with with one against ten. However, she didn't know that she also had a credit for this.

She praised from the bottom of her heart: "What a good boy who works hard. As he spoke, he involuntarily bent down and reached out to rub his short inky hair.

Her palms were warm, mixed with a hint of fragrance, rubbing his hair back and forth, and for a moment, he felt that the world was quiet, only hearing the sound of the hand touching his hair, strange, but wonderful.

He, except for his own mother, would never let anyone else touch him, and now, he unexpectedly found that he coveted that feeling.

It wasn't until Nightshade withdrew his hand that he tried to grab it, but he held back, it wasn't like him.

Seeing that he was stunned, Nightshade was puzzled, and then there was an unhurried knock at the door.

"Sister, are you up?" a familiar female voice sounded outside the door.

It's Li Qingtong.

Nightshade answered as she opened the door.

I saw Li Qingtong dressed as a daughter, smart and delicate, with long flowing hair, and a smart and simple bun.

Shuangbi, who was standing next to her, smiled and asked Ann first: "Hello nightshade girl." ”

The master and servant were dressed in women's clothes, and they were all radiant.

Li Qingtong grabbed Nightshade's arm, looked at Nightshade's beautiful face, and couldn't help laughing: "Sister, but it's just up, and her hair is still messy." ”

was right by her words, Nightshade buried her head and touched her hair, showing embarrassment: "Then I'll go and freshen up first." "With a physical body, you naturally have to be groomed and dressed, and you can't be like a yin spirit, your clothes will always be spotless.

Li Qingtong happily let go of Nightshade's arm, and said to Shuangbi: "Shuangbi will serve my sister for the time being, but be careful." ”

Shuangbi was full of joy and nodded: "Yes, miss." Then he said respectfully to the nightshade: "Miss nightshade, please come with me." ”

Nightshade used to be a princess, and a large group of people were waiting around her, and now she would not refuse, nodding her head as she walked out the door.