After dinner, the three of them settled down in the guest room. The guest room has not been occupied for a long time, Jia Ming and Cha Wu have carried the lamp over, Honglian doesn't care, she can also check the surrounding situation at night.

Jiaming originally wanted to live with Cha Wu, but now there is a difference between men and women, and it is inconvenient after all, so Jia Ming flattened his mouth and went to the east wing, Cha Wu lived in the east side, and the red lotus was in the west wing.

In front of the west wing room is a hand-copying verandah, the lotus flower of the pavilion is planted in front of the verandah, the lotus flower in spring is only a little girl in the cardamom years, with buds to be released, eager to try.

Red Lotus didn't look at those naïve grandchildren, she moved lightly, and walked straight to the west wing, the west wing is very large, the environment is quiet, but the geographical location is a little remote, Honglian doesn't care, she inspected the room, and then sat on the bed and cultivated.

The window was open next to the bed, and there was moonlight.

At about the third watch, the pond in the distance suddenly quieted down, there was no sound of water at all, and the red lotus was concentrating on cultivation, although she noticed the abnormality, she didn't have time to think about it.

However, if she wants to come here, she has just checked her surroundings, and she really dares to cultivate without any abnormality, and now, there is nothing to ......

"Sister~" Honglian seemed to hear something, she was closing her eyes and concentrating, but her brows were furrowed.

"Little lady~" The sound of flowing water came from above her head, and the red lotus had no way to cultivate anymore, she had accumulated spiritual power in her hands, and if it was not right, she could hit the comer.

"Sister, it's me!" the voice suddenly became clear, but it seemed to be blue.

"Biqing-" Honglian's voice stopped, what she saw was a young man with Biqing's face, the young man had the same face as Biqing, but his eyebrows were more heroic, his hair was combed into a man's crown, he was tall, stronger than Biqing, no, he was not Biqing, Honglian was sure.

It's just that he is not Biqing, but why does he call her sister again, and who is he?

The man locked the red lotus in his arms, and he whispered in her ear, "Sister, I miss you so much." ”

Honglian only felt that her face was a little hot, she had never been held in her arms like this, "You are not Biqing, who are you?"

The man chuckled lowly, but the laughter was still like Biqing's, "I'm not Biqing, I'm Yu Qing." ”

"Yu Qing, then you are the son of Elder Yu? Honglian felt a little powerless, she didn't understand how she could be easily caught by a mortal.

The man loosened his grip on Red Lotus's arm, but moved Red Lotus's face in front of him, and Red Lotus leaned against his chest.

"Yu Gonglao's son has died a long time ago, I am a concubine in his clan, sister, you are so fragrant. Yu Qing seemed happy to see Honglian struggle, and every time she pushed his arm out, he tightened it tighter.

Honglian was made red-faced by him, and her chest was so suffocated that she couldn't speak, but Yu Qing kept sticking to her ear and saying some lingering and sympathetic words, Honglian just didn't understand anything anymore, and she felt that this man was insulting her, so she heard Yu Qing say again, "Sister, you are okay with me, I will give you whatever you want." ”

Honglian was extremely angry, but calmed down, "Then you have to think clearly, I am not a mortal woman to be teased by you, do you know what my essence is." Red Lotus's tone was cold, and her face was even worse.

Yu Qing smiled when she heard this, "Aren't all the hibiscus in that garden all my sister's apprentices and grandchildren?"