So Song Qing really doesn't know what is written on the specific plaque.

The guards standing at the door, when they saw that the third master had returned, immediately respectfully took a half step back and bowed.

"Xiangye."

"Xiangye."

Hearing the voice of the guard at the door, Song Qing couldn't help but look up at the slender back of the third master.

He, sure enough, is the legendary Prime Minister Zhao.

After seeing the third master walk into the courtyard, Song Qing also raised his heels and went up. I don't know what this man brought her for, but he won't hurt her.

Besides, she just asked, and the third master wouldn't necessarily say, so just follow it.

After walking into the courtyard, the third master slowly came to the door of the main courtyard room, and then pushed the door open and walked in.

"Come in."

Song Qing, who was walking behind him, didn't see anyone, but he did hear the voice of him with some orders coming from the room.

Song, who followed him to the door, listened lightly and answered.

"Here we are."

After Song walked into the room with his feet lightly, he couldn't help but turn his head and look around.

The room is very spacious, with tables, chairs, benches, counter screens, and various furnishings that are simple and atmospheric, and it looks very luxurious.

At this time, the most conspicuous thing in the room was the round carved bed, which was neatly laid out at this time, and the tone was very cold and hard.

It's good to look at, but I always feel like something is missing?

Yes, this room seems to be the same as the third master, it feels very dull, it is too regular.

Song Qing stood in front of the table, and when she was really looking at the room, she saw the third master walking towards her with a porcelain vase.

Before he could ask, 'What are you doing?' The third master stretched out his hand.

The next moment, Song Qing felt a tightness in her waist, and then when she came back to her senses, she had already been carried by the third master to the round table with one hand and sat down.

Song Qing was blinded by the sudden action of the third master.

"What are you doing?"

As soon as Song Qing's voice fell, the third master standing in front of him had already stretched out his hand and instantly retreated the clothes on her shoulders to his arm.

With that rude force, the clothes almost fell straight to the wrists.

He, what is he doing?

Song Qing's eyes widened subconsciously, and he directly stretched out a hand and put it on the third master's chest.

"You let me go."

"Take the medicine and be quiet."

The third master's voice was low and serious, revealing a cold aura.

That means obviously, resistance is ineffective, give Lao Tzu a little cooperation? Although he didn't speak, Song Qing could feel the meaning of his words.

Irrigation?

Song was stunned for a moment? His gaze subconsciously fell on the medicine bottle in his hand.

I don't know why? Obviously, the third master said such impersonal words. The voice was also cold, and even the eyes that fell on her from time to time were cold.

But this moment? Song Qing actually felt that this man was quite gentle.

He's standing in front of him right now? Slightly taller than her, Song Qing could see his handsome face as long as he raised his head slightly? and long inky hair, and the golden tassels that fell from his chest.

Standing in front of Song Qing, the third master's gaze was falling on her shoulder, and a few reddish finger prints on the white shoulder at this moment were very conspicuous.

It's also quite an eyesore to look at.

Presumably if you don't take medicine? Then the next few days were all black.

Looking at the reddish finger prints, the third master subconsciously stretched out his fingers and stroked them. There was a hint of coolness in his fingers, and there was also a little roughness, which made Song Qing's body tremble slightly unconsciously.

That feeling of shyness arose spontaneously, and Song Qing's face turned red instantly.

Looking up at the man in front of him, Song looked away with a warm face? This, this feeling is so embarrassing.

However, in order to hide his current mood, Song Qing snorted deliberately.

"It hurts."

Hearing her voice of pain, the third master was stunned for a moment before whispering.

"Bear with me."

The third master's voice fell, and his palm held her injured shoulder, pressing and rubbing.

"Hiss~

Song reached out and grabbed his clothes directly.

"Hmm~"

"Pain? You're light. ”

Song lightly bared his teeth? It feels like the mentality is broken.

How did he think that the third master was very gentle before.

Gentle?

Gentle yarn!

Song Qing felt that the third master didn't know what gentleness was at all.

After the third master raised his eyes and glanced at Song Qing? With the exercise in his hands, he began to gently squeeze Song's shoulders.

A warm feeling coming from your shoulder? Soon the pain dissipated.

Song Qing was stunned for a moment, turned his head and glanced over his shoulder.

"Hot?"

Song Qing obviously felt the warm breath from the third master's hand at this time? It's as if he has a fire in his hand that doesn't burn.

Slowly, the pain dissipated and was replaced by a hot one? It's very comfortable.

After this warm feeling lasted for a while, the third master let go of the hand on her shoulder.

Next, the third master took the porcelain bottle, and dipped his fingers in a little ointment and smeared it on Song Qing's shoulder.

The skin under his hands is delicate and silky, and the feeling is hard to describe. No wonder women are made of water, but it's quite like that.

After applying the medicine, I could only feel the coldness on my shoulder, but I couldn't feel the burning pain.

Song Qing raised his eyes and glanced at the third master, his figure was slender and straight, his shoulders were wide and his waist was narrow, and his figure looked very strong.

Perhaps sensing Song Qing's gaze, the third master paused for a moment, and then instantly raised his head to meet Song Qing's gaze.

His eyes were sharp and deep, and his eyes seemed to contain ice and snow that could not be dissolved.

Staring at people and being caught, Song Qing's face at this time was hotter than just now.

It is impossible to admit it.

Feeling the sight of the third master's frozen man, Song lightly pointed to the golden tassel on his chest.

"I just think your headband looks good, I want to ask where you bought it?"

it!

I, what the hell am I talking about, this excuse is too bad.

After hearing this, the third master looked down at the golden tassel that fell on the black hair on his chest.

No wonder I kept looking at him.

Isn't it just a headband, what's so strange?

After taking the medicine, Song Qing reached out and pulled on the clothes that had faded to his arms. After that, he jumped to the ground holding on to the table.

At this moment, although her clothes are pulled up, she looks a little messy. After Song Qing frowned, he reached out and tidied up his clothes.

After tidying up his clothes, Song Qing looked up at the man who had already walked to the shelf not far away at this time.

He seemed to be looking for something at this point.

After Song glanced at him, he felt a little thirsty at this time.

After reaching out and pouring himself a cup of tea, Song Qing drank it all.

After drinking the water, Song Qing felt a little more comfortable.

There was a slight sound of footsteps in my ears.

At this moment, the third master came slowly, with an elegant posture and a slender figure, and the black clothes swayed gently.

The footsteps stopped, and the third master had already walked in front of her.

"Take it."

The words fell, and the third master's hand reached out in front of her, and his slender fingers were pinching a long golden tassel at the moment.

It's beautiful..

Song Qing could see at a glance that the hairband in his hand was the same as the one hanging on his head at the moment, and it was exactly the same.