It's good, and it's really grown up.

I'm starting to appreciate a woman's figure.

The disciple has opened her mind, no matter how she should be relieved to be a master.

Qingyan clenched his fists in both hands and kept taking deep breaths.

The woman in the painting gave him a strong sense of familiarity, which he had never seen before.

Could it be someone he knew before he lost his memory?

Who is she?

Why did the piano painting hang a portrait of a woman in the library?

Confused thoughts disturbed the seal of the heart again, and pain struck.

He didn't want to be affected by it, so he subconsciously pressed it with his hand.

The thing that wants to suppress the mouth of the heart.

And so it is again!

Every time he wanted to open the dusty memory, it was as if there were two forces competing in his heart.

No matter who wins or loses, he is in pain.

I'm going to blow up, and he only cares about looking at the beauty!

"Hey!" Qingyan pushed hard in annoyance, but he didn't expect this guy to be weak and fall directly to the ground.

Qingyan looked down at her hand, she didn't use a lot of strength just now.

Touching porcelain?

It must be a weak heart, and I don't know how to explain it, so I pretend to be dead.

From the wind to the ground, Qingyan clasped his hands to his chest, watched coldly, and secretly swore that he would never be deceived.

After waiting for a stick of incense, she realized that something was wrong.

Squat down and pat him on the face, but there was no response.

With his ears pressed to his face, he could hear smooth, even breathing and a normal pulse.

It's as if people are asleep.

If it were Li Luohan, she might believe that he was really asleep, but it was impossible from the wind

She reached out and touched his nose, and there was no nosebleed.

But when you look at a beauty, you faint?

Qingyan is even more unpleasant.

What does he mean by this, isn't he beautiful?

He looked at himself day by day, and he was not stunned.

The thought flashed, Qingyan didn't bother anymore, the top priority was to wake people up.

There are so many books downstairs waiting for him to read!

He wants to put all the heavy responsibility on her?

No way!

Qingyan pinched Congfeng's cheek, feeling that the skin was about to be pinched off, but he still didn't react.

Isn't it, really fainting?

Little weak chicken~

Fine-skinned, tender-skinned, small, weak chicken~

Taking advantage of his unconscious, Qingyan muttered and touched his face all over before he thought of dragging someone back.

Dragged the person out of the room, returned to the inside, and took a deep look at the person in the painting before picking up the vase and putting it back.

As soon as the vase was put in its place, a bookshelf moved from the side, blocking the room.

It turned out to be a secret room, no wonder she didn't see it at first.

Who was this woman, and why was she placed in the secret room of the Library Pavilion?

Could it be the crush of the dean of the piano painting school?

Qingyan couldn't figure it out, her feet moved, and she stepped on the person on the ground, and she tripped and fell, making her grin in pain.

Unlucky.

It doesn't look like it's a good day.

She scolded at Congfeng, pulled the person up and carried it on her back.

When I walked outside the pavilion, I looked at the stone steps that could not be seen at a glance, and my face suddenly darkened.

She did something wrong, and God is going to punish her like this.

Finally escaped the eyes and ears of the disciples of Qin Painting, and carried the person back to the courtyard, Qingyan was already sweating.

She wanted to leave people out and leave them alone, thinking about such a cold day, if she froze to death, she would be blind and carry half of the mountain road.

As soon as I walked to the right, I saw that the window paper was gone, and the wind was blowing, and I thought that his quilt was still in my room.

How did she remember that yesterday the qin painting disciple knew that the window was broken and had already called someone to repair it.

It's been a day of repair, and the efficiency of piano painting is too low.

Qingyan brought the person back to the house, and the door opened, good guy.

There were two people inside, startling her.

Qingyan let go in fright and fell to the ground from the wind.

There was a bang, and I don't know where it was.

"Why don't you light the lamp, you don't sleep in the middle of the night and pretend to be a ghost?"

"Master-" Li Luohan had two big swollen eye bubbles, crying and trying to hug her, but kicked the obstacle under his feet.

"What's that?" Looking down, "How does the wind sleep on the ground?" ”

Lan Shen heard his words and walked over to help Congfeng up.

Qingyan pointed to the inner room, "I'm unconscious, take it in." ”

Lan Shen knew that Congfeng's house was broken and he was laying on the floor in the master's house, so he was not surprised at all and took people to the inner room.

There was a roll of futon on the ground next to the bed, Li Luohan spread the futon flat, and he put people on it.

Lan Shen looked at the person who was breathing evenly but never woke up, "Master? ”

Qingyan pulled his quilt and covered him and walked out.

"Staring at a picture of a beautiful woman drooling, and that's it." Qingyan gritted his teeth.

Beauty figures? Lan Shen didn't know why.

But since Master didn't say anything, then it's fine.

Li Luohan didn't care, "What beauty?" Is there anything more beautiful in the world than our master? ”

Qingyan patted his face and smiled, "It's sweet in your mouth." ”

Li Luohan smiled happily one second, and the next second he had a bitter face, "Master-"

The tail note dragged on for a long time, as if it were crying and mourning.

If it weren't for the fact that he was really uncomfortable, Qingyan would have whipped him with a pole.

She reached out to hug him, and then beckoned to Lan Shen, holding both of them and patting them on the back like children.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, the normal state of life, you must learn to let go."

She used to have a hard time accepting that she couldn't do anything while watching a person die in front of her.

That feeling of powerlessness is tormenting and self-doubting.

But as a doctor, I don't have so much time to be sad, and I get used to it after a long time.

For doctors, it is good to be numb to birth, old age, sickness and death.

Especially for her kind, every time she comes into contact with a serious terminal illness, she can't let herself go without numbness.

If you can't let yourself go, you can't save more people who can be saved.

Li Luohan apprenticed to Qingyan at the most rebellious age, relying on her, and now he is a lot more mature, but every time he encounters a blow, his first reaction is to seek her comfort.

The death of the female beast made him indulge in grief and could not extricate himself, holding on to the green smoke, and refusing to go back to sleep for anything.

Qingyan didn't have a problem with him, she looked at Lan Shen.

Although Lan Shen didn't say anything, he definitely didn't feel good in his heart.

"You can stay too, and the four of us will be together."

Hearing Master's words, Lan Shen's half-drooping eyelids opened suddenly, and he looked at her brightly.

Qingyan took one in one hand and brought everyone into the inner room.

Although they are together, after all, there are differences between men and women, Li Luohan and Lan Shen just sat on the edge of the bed.

Qingyan found them a thick bedding and put it on the ground, which would not be cold at all.

Li Luohan put his feet against Congfeng's shoulders, his head lying on the edge of the bed, and occasionally secretly used his feet to push Congfeng's face.

Quickly retract when you touch it, and then laugh.

"You still have the heart to play, it seems that you are not sad." Qingyan said coolly.

He hurriedly lay on his stomach obediently.

Qingyan lay on the bed horizontally in the spirit of rain and dew, so that she could lie between Lan Shen and Li Luohan.

"Without the female beast, Qin Hua doesn't know how to arrange Xiao Feifei." Lan Shen is worried about the cub's future life.

Li Luohan sneered, "The people who painted the piano don't care about Xiao Feifei at all, they don't care about me!" ”

The group of people are self-righteous and cowardly, and Xiao Feifei is so cute, but they treat it as a monster.

Qingyan nodded, "Although Fei has been living in the mountain behind Qin Hua, it does not belong to Qin Hua, not to mention that I saved the little cub, we have to take it away, and no one dares to put a beak." ”

Talking about the death of the beast, Li Luohan still felt incredible.

Such a huge and powerful divine beast, how can you say that it will die.

"Xiao Feifei's hereditary female beast's cultivation is the way, as long as you don't raise it to death, you will definitely grow into a super powerful dragon...... in the future."

Raising to death?

Qingyan turned his head and met Li Luohan's eyes.

The two of them thought of someone at the same time.