In the early years, she did find that Yan Ming was very partial to her at some moments.

Those preferences are often mixed with some tenderness that can drown people.

The first time she was attracted to him was because of this.

But later she found out that Yan Ming was not only like this to her, but also to others.

He told her that he was guided by the principle that whoever was nice to him, he would naturally give back to others with the same attitude.

In other words, the preference she thought was nothing more than ordinary and indiscriminatory in Yan Ming.

After that, she relented to him and began to force herself not to think of him as she ought.

But in this world, the most difficult thing to control is the human heart, not to mention that she is still the same door as him and his nominal junior sister.

Almost every time she wanted to completely cold up with him, he would just break the psychological wall she had built for herself in a way she didn't expect.

Ning Xiang looked at Qinghe's eyes full of disappointment and loneliness, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

The relationship between the senior brother and sister does exist objectively and cannot be denied, but she feels that this is not necessarily the whole reason why Yan Ming is good to Qinghe.

Because she had heard that Yan Ming also accepted a junior sister very early, but the younger sister in the back even wanted to drug him and cook raw rice with him because she didn't want to move Yan Ming, so she finally dealt with it according to the door rules.

After that, Yan Ming never accepted his junior sister again.

After thinking about it, Ning Xiang still told Qing He about it after taking out the materials of the wedding dress and putting them on the table.

"This matter, I don't know if Shizun has mentioned it to you, but it is true, at that time his junior sister was about ten years younger than him, and her appearance was also excellent, and her family background was not bad, but Shizun's attitude towards her has always been lukewarm, not to mention letting her enter his cave, even if she is ordinary and always keeps a sense of distance from him."

"But I listened to all of this from the elders in the peak, and I don't know if it's true or not."

But the existence of being an elder in Mingyue Peak is extremely low, and the possibility of telling lies is extremely low, and you can see if it is true or not.

Qing He really hadn't heard of this matter, after all, the last time she and Yan Ming met was just a few days ago.

Earlier, where could she hear about it?

She was a little confused, and when she sewed the wedding dress for Ning Xiang several times, she accidentally pricked her fingers with needles, Ning Xiang gave her a hand next to her, and guessed some reasons when she saw this, so she asked her to put down the wedding dress first, and then she took her to a place.

"I also saw Shizun go to that place by chance, he is also a normal person, and there will be times when he is in a bad mood, every time he arrives at that time, he will go there to relieve his boredom, Uncle Shi, after you arrive at the place, you may understand what your status is in Shizun's heart."

Yan Mingdong Mansion is the best place in the entire Mingyue Peak, and what Ning Xiang took Qinghe next was a very desolate place, where only cloud cranes and pines and cypresses could be seen.

"There is a cave in this place, in addition to the strange stones, there are a lot of things that the master brought over, but what it is, I haven't seen it, after all, this is the privacy of his old man, uncle, you go down, I won't follow."

If she remembered correctly, every time Yan Ming came to this place, he would bring something down.

If it is something related to Qinghe, it is naturally the best, if not, it will also make Qinghe understand Yan Ming better, no matter how you calculate it horizontally and vertically, it is not a loss.

But what she didn't expect was that she watched Qinghe go down on the front foot, and on the back foot, she felt a familiar air pressure coming from behind her.

"Xiaoxiang, what are you doing here?"

Cave days.

After Qinghe came down, he found that the light in it was extremely dim.

The air is filled with a strong smell of moisture, and the sound of falling waterfalls keeps falling not far away, echoing in the cave inexplicably giving people a sense of peace.

It's warmer inside the cave than outside, but it's not much better.

When she entered, she looked at the dark cave, and simply took out a night pearl from the ring that could be used for lighting.

The moment the green light lit up, a corner of the cave was revealed.

The cave is indeed as strange and rocky as Ning Xiang said, but it is not cluttered, and there are vague traces left by the sword marks.

It seems that these stones have been trimmed by Yan Ming with his sword.

In addition to these strange stones, there is also a bed, as well as bookshelves, tables, chairs and benches in the cave.

If you ignore the humble environment inside the cave, it is not an exaggeration to say that this place is a cave.

The cave was cleaned up, and Qinghe walked all the way with almost no dust on his body.

It can be seen that Yan Ming should often come here to clean and live.

As she continued to move forward, more scenes from inside the cave came into view.

The bright green night pearl shines brightly, and some of the paper pasted on the mountain wall also comes into view.

Qing He took a few steps forward with the night pearl and found that in addition to some words expressing his inner boredom, there were many paintings on the paper.

Yan Ming's painting skills are very good, when he was in the spirit world, many people approached his painters to ask him to paint.

Although she only sketched a few strokes on paper, she could still see what Yan Ming wanted to paint.

Most of the scrolls depict plants and trees in the spiritual realm, as well as houses and people.

Among those people, Yun Ruoxuan's shadow was mostly at the beginning.

But somehow, the people who gradually filled the picture scroll changed.

She looked at the silhouette of the woman in the picture scroll with her double hanging bun and wearing a green Luo skirt, and her eyes trembled in disbelief when she was illuminated by the bright light of the night pearl.

"It's . I? ”

Qing He's eyes were full of surprise, and he began to move to the right with the Night Pearl in his hand, to see more pictures pasted on the right side of the stone wall.

The characters in the painting scroll are no longer just her, but also mixed with Qingyun and the figure of Master Yan Ming.

But the only thing that hasn't changed is that she has always been there.

The time between her and Yan Ming was very long, and he painted countless scrolls.

It stands to reason that with so many picture scrolls, ordinary people may only choose some and feel tired of looking at them.

Qinghe carefully put each one into her eyes, and only stopped temporarily when she saw that she felt tired from standing on her feet and her eyes were a little sour.

It can be seen that Yan Ming doesn't come here every day, and there are about five or six times a year.

According to the order in which she had just watched, the rest were the most recent paintings.

She moved her aching foot, intending to finish the last few shots.

At this glance, I saw a few very new pictures that were overflowing with the fragrance of ink.

The person on the scroll has changed from a girl to an old woman, but it is still not difficult to recognize.

And this time, there is only one character on it, and that is herself.

Qinghe: Can you be delusional?

(End of chapter)