The doctor who invited the doctor to check the pulse of the beautiful woman, saying that she was too frightened, and her body was weak and needed to recuperate, and she prescribed a few medicines for Mei Xue to grab, and told some things before leaving the inn with the medicine box on her back.

Qingluan held her cheeks and poured tea, "Hey, I don't know where this girl is?" ”

"Looks like it's from Dolphin City." The white dove looked at it and guessed.

"Hey, scum!" Qingluan didn't like it very much.

Ao Li? This kind of behavior is disrespectful to women! The next time we meet, we must get rid of him! Eh, it seems to be a little difficult, Qingluan touched his chin, I don't know how fast this person's recovery speed is, otherwise he rushed directly to the wolf clan to find him, and killed him while his injuries had not recovered?

Nor is it feasible.

Knock knock.

The sound of a knock on the door.

Qingluan raised his eyelids and shouted lazily, "Come in." ”

"Guest officer!" Xiao Er pushed open the door, with a flattering smile on his face, and handed the delicate box in his hand to Qingluan, "Guest officer, this is a son downstairs, let the little one hand it over to you, saying that it is an apology." ”

"Apologies?" Qingluan raised his eyebrows, what the hell?!

How is it an apology? Whose? It can't be slightly cold again, right?

While thinking, Qingluan had already opened the box, and when he saw it, he was so shocked that he almost jumped up from the chair, "I'll go...", the white pigeon was coming in with the medicine, and when he saw Qingluan's expression, he couldn't help but be a little curious, "What's wrong?" ”

As he spoke, he had already seen the box in Qingluan's hand.

There are rows of crystal leaves in the box, and they are all finished one-leaf flutes.

Look at that number, there are hundreds.

"What is this?" The white dove was a little surprised.

"I want to ask too." Qingluan looked at the box in his hand, very puzzled and greedy, "Just Xiaoer said that it was the people downstairs who gave me an apology!" It should be slightly cold, but how does he know that I still need a leaf flute? And so much more?! ”

"This..."The white pigeon didn't understand either, frowning suspiciously, "Is it still downstairs?" Why don't you go down and ask? ”

"Well, too." Qingluan closed the box.

It was late afternoon and the sun had just set.

At the door of the inn, there was no one standing a man in white who was not stained with a trace of mortal dust.

The pale golden red shrouded in him, dyed with a little golden light, the white robe, as if embellished with some delicate gold patterns, the placket was embroidered with light blue moire, exquisite, at a glance, the embroidery was from the master's hand, and the dark blue edge of the moire belt successfully isolated his perfectly proportioned figure.

The breeze was blowing, and the white robe on his body fluttered down.

Delicate boots embroidered with pale blue moire edges can be faintly seen.

Black hair hung down behind him, swaying and flowing with the wind.

From beginning to end, like a spring breeze, the elegant and dusty posture is like a peerless god who is not stained by mortal dust.

Sure enough, it's slightly cold.

Qingluan frowned, as if sensing her gaze, the man turned around, wiped his forehead with green jade, and the shallow blue eyes under the sword eyebrows were crystal clear like jade, pure and flawless, too clean.

"The young master of microbirth?" Qingluan raised the box in his hand and frowned, "What does this mean?" Apologies? ”

"Yes, an apology for the girl."

Warm and moist like jade, like a cool spring refreshing people's hearts.

Very comfortable.

"Uh... But before, didn't the young master of Weisheng apologize to me? Qingluan paused, still a little puzzled. How would this person know that she needed a lot of one-leaf flutes? And these one-leaf flutes, they all look brand new, they can't all be freshly made, right?

"Chill me."