Yue Ying was in a good mood, and when he talked to the monk, he found that half of the depression he had accumulated over the years had dissipated.

At this time, Yue Ying was a little self-righteous, he thought that maybe he was different in the monk's heart, otherwise why was the monk willing to talk to him so much and take such care of him.

And the monk had heard of him earlier.

Yue Ying couldn't help but feel a little complacent.

But Yue Ying didn't wait for Wen Xien that night, the relationship between the two of them has been closer in the past few days, but there are only some.

As long as Wen Xien was here, he no longer worried about the entanglement of the nightmare, and even his always impetuous heart calmed down.

The lights and candles in the hall are bright, and the wax teardrops gather on the delicately patterned candlesticks, and the soothing fragrance is rich and pungent.

Yue Ying wore a single dress made of Jinhua silk, leaned on the soft couch, her fingers on the table at her side, and tapped lightly from time to time.

It was late at night, Yue Ying refused to fall asleep, and the servant bowed to the side, neither daring to come forward to persuade nor leave rashly, like a stake, which could only minimize the sense of existence.

Just two hours ago, after the servant came to tell Master Jingchen that he didn't come today because of the young man beside the master, Yue Ying had been in this posture.

In fact, Yue Ying didn't know what to be angry about, he originally thought that the monk was different from others, but he didn't expect that the monk was no different from others, and he forgot about him completely when he turned his head, maybe he didn't know how to laugh at him like them in his heart.

Stupidity!

Stupid!

said that he would not leave until his body was better, but now that it is only a few days, he can't help but return to his original form.

"Young master, it's getting late now, it's time to go to bed."

The servants were afraid that this would not be good for Yue Ying's health, if Yue Ying's body had any strengths and weaknesses, they would be the first to be punished.

Yue Ying suddenly retracted her thoughts, stood up and looked at the servant with a frightened face.

The servants and maids were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and their bodies couldn't stop shaking, Yue Ying was moody and violent, and the hall was always shrouded in a depressed and low atmosphere, no one dared to speak more, and the hall fell into a dead silence.

At this time, Yue Ying's face was very ugly, but she suddenly asked, "Who is that person a monk?" ”

The servant kneeling at the front reacted first, and hurriedly said, "The servant doesn't know, but he has always followed the master, and he also followed when he came, and it seems that the relationship is not shallow." ”

The subordinates knelt on one side, almost burying their trembling bodies in the cracks in the ground, and broke out in a cold sweat, and the next second they heard the cold words of the young man above.

"Turn off the lights and go to bed."

The people all breathed a sigh of relief.

——

Wen Xien didn't expect to smell a strong smell of blood as soon as he opened the door of the wing, and his first action was to immediately close the door and walk in the direction of the smell of blood.

The little fox was covered in blood and shrunk in the corner of the bed, and his neat bedding was also a mess of it.

He is like a wolf cub who has caused trouble outside and shrugged his eyes at home.

"Clean ......"

Wen Xi'en looked calm, and took out the medicine box from the cabinet, which was always stocked with all kinds of medicine bottles for bruises and bruises, and only focused on wiping the wounds on his arm with a cotton swab.

He asked lightly, "What did you do outside?" ”

Ke Changqing's face was also bright, he had already hurt his inside, Wen Xien could feel it as soon as he felt his pulse, it was not ordinary people who could go up to him, a goblin.

After slowly putting away the cotton swab and the fall medicine, he looked at Ke Changqing very calmly.

Ke Changqing has always liked to pretend to be obedient, and he is a different face outside.

"Clean dust, clean dust, I won't fight anymore."

Ke Changqing muttered for a long time before he squeezed out such a sentence.

Wen Xien entered the internal force to repair the little fox's internal injuries, she was wearing a white robe, spotless, her eyebrows and eyes were spread out like a picture, and the narrow tails of her eyes were a faint red, like the mountains and forests and snow.

Her voice was also cold, "You don't need to promise anything to the poor monk, Changqing, the poor monk knows that you are not a person who likes to cause trouble." ”

Ke Changqing was like a chicken pecking rice, and he no longer shrugged his eyebrows, and immediately rubbed the monk's fingertips with the bridge of his tall nose, echoing quickly, "I was playing outside, and I bumped into a Taoist priest, and he came to arrest me indiscriminately, I didn't want to kill him, but he stalked and beat him, clean the dust, and in the end I beat him away." ”

"But you're also badly injured." ”

"But he was really annoying, he wanted to take me away, he wanted to kill me, I was so angry at the time, I didn't pay so much attention, and after I reacted, I felt so painful in my body."

Ke Changqing shouted loudly for a moment, and when he saw Wen Xien's expression, he immediately whispered, "Jingchen, I didn't hit his vital point, at most it hurt for more than ten and a half months......"

Wen Xien thought for a moment, caught a glimpse of the injury on his body, and said, "You don't have to pay attention to such things in the future, just leave." ”

Ke Changqing comprehended in his heart, and relied on Wen Xien's side to sell well, secretly thinking to himself, Jingchen is really good, and he has always preferred himself.

Not only did he have some inches, "Clean dust, clean dust, can you accompany me tonight?" It hurts so much in my body. ”

In fact, it didn't hurt very much, but he knew that Jingchen was the softest, and Jingchen would agree a little.

But Jingchen was silent for a while, and said softly, "Does it really hurt?" ”

Ke Changqing is the best at coquettishness, he frowned pitifully, his face was pale, and his tone was weak, "It hurts, but it hurts to clean the dust, I will be in pain at night and can't sleep." ”

Wen Xien saw through the little fox's careful thoughts, smiled and said nothing, she sat in front of Ke Changqing's eyes, as if she was far away.

The sense of tranquility and distance in her body was obtained by being soaked in loneliness for a long time, and she buried herself in the temple hall all year round.

"Okay."

This sense of distance disappeared from the world again, and Ke Changqing exclaimed in surprise and hugged Wen Xien's neck.

Wen Xien didn't feel that this posture was a little wrong, or intimate, she hadn't actually gotten along with people so intimately since she was a child, she was alone in the temple, she seemed to be missing a tendon, she spoke with a straight look, or didn't know how to say it, after a long time, the people in the temple felt that she didn't like to talk, didn't like to be lively, and noisy things would stay away from her.

The intimacy of the little fox made Wen Xien feel at a loss, and there was no other emotion except for helplessness.

Because she knows that the little fox can't be by her side forever, she will return to Yonghean after solving the affairs of Lanzhou, before that, she hopes that this fox can really become a good fox, as long as she cultivates diligently, it is only a matter of time before she turns into an immortal.

(End of chapter)