Dye Hua went to the kitchen to fry a new bowl of medicine for himself, looking at the bowl of black soup in his hand, Dye Hua had a tangled expression on his face. To drink this medicine or not to drink it?

When he was entangled, a handsome and incomparable face suddenly flashed in his mind, thinking of Bai Qiyue's tired and slightly worried narrow eyes, his heart was shocked, and he didn't want to think about it, he immediately raised his head and poured down the bowl of black decoction in one go, and his mouth was suddenly filled with a bitter taste, which was extremely uncomfortable. However, before she could put down the medicine bowl in her hand, a hurried footstep was already far and near.

In the blink of an eye, someone came to him, "Girl, the Lord has returned, please go to the hall quickly." "The man who came was the coachman.

"Hmm," Dye Hua replied lightly, and immediately walked to the front hall, it just so happened that she also had something to look for Gu Mofeng, but he didn't return for five days when he went out.

Before entering the hall, the coachman suddenly stopped dyeing and painting: "Girl, please stay." "The sound is rarely urgent.

Hearing the shouts behind him, Dye Hua suddenly paused, turned around, looked at the coachman with a puzzled expression, and asked, "Is there something?" "Along the way, the coachman was very good to her, and there were a few times, if he hadn't appeared in time, she would have died at the hands of the water dyeing fairy. In light of this, she still had a trace of gratitude for the unnamed coachman.

The coachman raised his eyes and glanced at the dyeing painting, his eyes were a little flustered, and a faint flush had unconsciously surfaced on the still handsome face, and the dyeing painting was even more different, "If you have something to say, just say it." ”

In a short moment, the coachman's face was full of sorrow and grandeur of a strong man who would never return, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I hope the girl will not tell the Lord about the events of the past few days." ”

"Oh, what's going on these days?" Dyeing and painting now understands, it turns out that this honest and honest coachman actually fell in love with the water dyed fairy, hey, with the arrogant temperament of the water dyed fairy, how could he look at the honest and honest coachman in front of him.

"Please, girl." The coachman suddenly bent his legs, and knelt on the ground with a 'bang', and in that way, Da Dye did not agree, and he kept kneeling down.

Dye Hua frowned and said, "What are you doing?" ”

"Please grant my request." The coachman still said firmly.

"I didn't say who I was going to tell these things." Looking at the coachman's stubborn and stubborn temperament, Dyeing Painting finally said helplessly.

The coachman hurriedly raised his eyes, looked at the dyeing painting, felt his eyes light up, and asked tentatively, "Girl, ...... you are?"

Dye Hua smiled: "Hurry up." ”

After saying that, he turned around and entered the inn hall.

In the hall, Gu Mofeng sat quietly at the table in the middle, his eagle eyes were slightly blind, his right hand was clasped on the table, and his middle finger tapped the table from time to time, as if he was contemplating, as if he was waiting for something. The Water Dye Immortal stood behind him respectfully, his head hanging slightly.

In front of Gu Mofeng, the water dyed fairy was as well-behaved as a docile kitten, almost restrained in respect, and completely lost the arrogant momentum in front of her.

Dye Hua didn't say anything, went straight to a table and sat down, took the teacup, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it slowly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the person with a complacent face, and Gu Mofeng couldn't help but mock: "It seems that you have been quite comfortable these days." ”

Dye Hua slowly put down the cup in his hand and said, "Each other." ”