"Okay, I'm not moving, I'm not moving, I'm just sitting on the bed."

Lin Jingcheng didn't laugh angrily, deliberately played with treasure, straightened his back and didn't move.

Ye Xiuyan put down the tray, picked up the porcelain bowl and handed it to him.

Someone blinked innocently, aggrieved.

My sister won't let me move, and I can't eat.

Ye Xiuyan understood his careful thinking in seconds, and was angry and funny: "Okay, say two words to you, you still have to be nervous, do you deliberately go against me?" Cheng, you have eaten dinner, and you will leave. ”

"Hey, my sister is angry, I'll eat, I'll eat."

Lin Jingcheng's eyes were quick, he snatched the porcelain bowl and protected it in his arms.

Holding the bowl and guarding carefully, like an old hen guarding her calf.

Ye Xiuyan glared at him angrily for a few seconds, and couldn't help but laugh angrily.

"My sister smiled, isn't she angry?"

Lin Jingcheng was happy, and leaned forward tentatively.

A light and light medicinal fragrance poured into the tip of her nose, Ye Xiuyan subconsciously held her breath, straightened her back, and distanced herself from him.

"Sister."

Lin Jingcheng saw her small movements, and the black factor in her heart was troubled, and she had the idea of teasing her again.

He leaned forward again, magnifying his face and almost touching the tip of her nose.

Ye Xiuyan's thick and long eyelashes trembled, and suddenly she smiled playfully, and with a bang, her forehead hit the bridge of his nose.

"Oops."

A certain prince begged for hardship, hit his nose sore, and almost burst into tears.

"Hmph."

Ye Xiuyan raised her eyebrows arrogantly, and teased him in turn: "Play with this girl, you are still too tender, if you dare to tease wantonly, it will not be the bridge of your nose next time." ”

"Ahem."

A certain prince lifted a stone and hit his own foot, depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

The corners of the squire and the squire twitched, and they silently lit a candle for him.

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A dinner, funny, playful, but also delicious.

The delicious food makes up for someone's regret of not being able to eat breakfast, and also relieves the sadness of the sour bridge of the nose.

"Sister."

Lin Jingcheng had a full meal, and with energy, the conversation gradually got to the point: "You may guess, who is behind the ghost and poisoned and assassinated you?" ”

"If you don't guess wrong, the Heart Eater Cup should be related to Xue Flounder."

Ye Xiuyan's pretty face sank, and her eyes were deep: "When he injured Brother Lin, the worm eggs entered your body along the wound, lurking in the blood, waiting for the opportunity to move." ”

"Damn, damn old horseman, it's too cheap to kill him with a sword."

"Such a mad man should be skinned and cramped, and his body should be torn to pieces."

The servant and the servant sword were angry that Xue Yu had injured the prince, and gritted their teeth with hatred.

Lin Jingcheng frowned, and he was puzzled: "Xue Flounder is dead, but the subworm is still alive, it can be seen that the mother worm is not on him, and the real mastermind behind the scenes is not him." ”

"You guessed it right."

Ye Xiuyan's eyes were deep and full of hatred: "The person who really wants to harm me is not him, but someone else." ”

Lin Jingcheng's eyes were shocked: "My sister knows who it is?" ”

"Yes."

Ye Xiuyan's eyes were deep, with a hint of mockery: "Lingyun Sect Master, Xue Liang." ”

"Why did he want to hurt you?"

Lin Jingcheng was puzzled: "Although the Lingyun Sect is not as good as the three top sects of Xiaoyao, Kunlun, and Wuji Palace, it is also famous among the hundred schools of Xianmen, with three thousand disciples and countless believers. ”

"Xue Liang, as the sect master, has always shown himself as a humble gentleman, and he is quite popular in the world of cultivating immortals, why can't he get along with you alone, kill people, and swear to kill you?"

Thank you Little Fairy Red Cherry for the monthly pass.

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