In the spirit pool, Yan Ge is closing his eyes and concentrating.

In fact, since Nangong Wan stepped into the inner hall, she had already noticed that he could come here because of her acquiescence.

"No one is guarding, not afraid of being disturbed?" Nangong Wan asked.

There is no disrespect and frivolity, full of worry.

Yan Ge said: "As soon as the night falls, I don't like to be guarded. ”

This sentence made Nangong Wan realize that she separated herself from the timid and ignorant "Su Xiaoli".

Nangong saluted in the evening, "Since the owner of the workshop is safe and sound, his subordinates will retire first." ”

Yan Ge opened his eyes and looked at Nangong Wan on the shore, clothed in a layer of moonlight.

"Since you're here, let's keep it first. With you, I'm also a little more at ease. ”

Nangong stood still and didn't leave, but his eyes didn't know where to look.

After his eyes wandered for a while, he couldn't help but look at the words and songs in the water.

The moonlight was soft, and the water vapor in the spiritual pool rose, causing a blush on her cheeks, and fine beads of sweat spread evenly on her forehead......

"You've been here for ten years, do you have any habits?" Yan Ge asked.

Her voice, which was cold to everyone, was soft and soft after being soaked in warm hot water.

"Hmm." He noticed that his heart was beating fast and messy, and guessed that the punishment should be too harsh for his body to support it.

The night is getting thicker and thicker, the world is silent, and the slightest movement in the water of the spiritual pool will reach Nangong Wan's ears, stirring every inch of his body.

He sat down and meditated with his eyes closed.

His ass was so hot that it hurt so much that his face was hot.

I don't know how long it took, but he fell asleep. He didn't wake up until dawn, when someone touched him on the shoulder.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Yan Ge's familiar face.

"You've worked hard all night." After Yan Ge finished speaking, he asked Nangong Wan to retreat.

Nangong returned to the room in the evening, and his cold body finally felt a trace of warmth.

Styx came running from the fire, "Where did you go last night?" Why didn't you come back all night? ”

Nangong lay on the bed at night, covered with a thick quilt, and her lips trembled with coldness.

"Bongcha." He said two words casually, trying to pass the night and make him quiet.

But the dark night asked, "What is the difference at night?" ”

Nangong Wan replied: "You don't ask about the owner's affairs." ”

Dark Night let out a long "oh" as if he didn't understand, "No wonder Lord Fang Owner read a book all night in your Lingzun's study building last night. ”

"What did you say?" Nangong sat up suddenly, "You said that the owner was reading a book last night?" How can it be? She's clearly in ......"

Nangong Wan suddenly realized that she had been tricked, and she didn't know whether she was embarrassed or angry, so she put on the quilt and never wanted to get out of the quilt again.

After being blinded for a while, it was still too cold, and urged the dark night, "Make the fire stronger." ”

But the dark night said, "I am going to die of heat with such a strong fire, and you are still too cold." ”

Seeing Nangong trembling at night, he walked over suspiciously and touched his face.

He vaguely remembered that when he was sick before, a warm hand gently touched his cheek.

"You're so cold." Styx retracted his hand, "Is there no one in the Thousand Porcelain Workshop?" If you have to do something, you will freeze people to death. ”

Speaking of it in detail, Nangong Wan didn't know how to answer, after all...... It was he who took the initiative to go to the place where others bathed, and was tricked by others, and he could only be stuffy in his heart.

Styx said: "Fortunately, with me, you will be fine immediately." ”

"Don't!" Nangong Wan immediately stopped, "You go play first, leave me alone." ”

Su Xiaocheng was begging him to save people, why did Nangong push him away instead? Forget it, his little brain can't figure it out, so he just goes out to play. I thought to myself, it's a big deal that he tossed himself to death, and he just saved him.

As soon as the night left, Yange came.

She saw Nangong Wan huddled in the quilt and shivering, and she couldn't bear it, "Are you better?" ”

Nangong Wan pretended to be confused, couldn't hear her words, and snorted.

Yan Ge stretched out his hand, touched his forehead, and took his pulse again.

"Your pulse ......" she frowned slightly, as if thinking of something.

Nangong Wan retracted her hand, "Don't dare to drive the owner." ”

Yan Ge ordered someone to turn up the fire a little more, and asked Nangong Wan again, "Do you feel better?" ”

Nangong Wan let out a "hmm", and her body still couldn't help but tremble.

Yan Ge took his hand, and let the spiritual power in his palm flow continuously down his fingertips to Nangong Wan's body.

A warmth enveloped Nangong Wan, but soon, the spiritual power dissipated, and he began to get cold again.

The maidservant brought hot tea, "Maybe it would be better to drink some hot tea." ”

These teas are the teas picked by the Thousand Porcelain Workshop, and for ordinary people, they are like life-saving elixirs, which should be suitable for Nangong Evening.

Yan Ge asked the maid to feed Nangong Wan tea, but Nangong Wan didn't move, and the maid wanted to help him, but she couldn't help him.

"I'll come." Yan Ge stretched out his hand and helped him up without much force.

Nangong Wan's body was soft and leaned towards Yan Ge.

Yan Ge didn't dodge, and let him lean on his shoulder.

She took the tea from the handmaiden and fed it herself.

Nangong Wan's mouth opened a slit with difficulty, and half of the tea went in and half flowed out.

Yan Ge wiped the tea from the corner of his mouth for him, "Why did you hurt so badly." ”

She put Nangong Wan back on the bed and got up to leave, but Nangong Wan grabbed her hand.

"Do you want to leave the little ones behind?" Nangong Wan's throat made a faint sound.

"The little one is just worried about you, but the owner wants my little life." He respectfully watched for a night, but in exchange for a sickness.

The more aggrieved he said, the more uncomfortable Yan Ge's heart became, as if he had done something bad.

She comforted Nangong Wan, "I'm not leaving, I'm just going to get something and I'll be back soon." ”

She didn't call herself "this seat", but just said things calmly, which made him mistakenly think that "Su Xiaoli" was back in a trance.

After Yan Ge left, he went to the warehouse where porcelain was collected, and came to a blue and white porcelain statue on a white background.

The porcelain body depicts an old man, hunched at the waist and on crutches.

If you look closely, you will see him walking briskly among the mountains and rivers.

Yan Ge bowed to the old man, "Yan Ge, the owner of the Thousand Porcelain Workshop, came to invite porcelain." ”

The old man stopped and said, "It's an honor for the old man to be used by the owner, please." ”

Yan Ge stepped out of the way, and the guards behind him invited the porcelain out.

"The King of Medicine Returns to the Mountain Porcelain", which can remove all diseases, disinfect miasma, and remove bad luck.

When the porcelain was placed in front of Nangong Wan, Nangong Wan immediately excused himself, "The owner of the workshop thinks twice, you don't have to waste such a noble porcelain on me." ”

Yan Ge said: "Life is at stake, don't talk about this." ”

The spiritual power of the song palm echoes with "The Medicine King Returns to the Mountain Porcelain", and the porcelain hangs in the air and rotates slowly.

Nangong Wan, who was lying on the bed, seemed to feel the calling, and entered the world of porcelain landscapes uncontrollably.