"The county lord, the county lord is about to get up." Haoyue's words were eager, almost pushing Song Yunqing awake.

"Ahhhh Song Yunqing was forced to raise half of her head from the quilt, she couldn't stand the pain, she howled, and her breath was weak, "I can't afford it, ask Yueyan to wait for me." ”

"County Lord, it's not Princess Yueyan who came, it's Nanli God." Ever since Haoyue knew that Nanli and Chenfeng were gods, she had a little more awe of the two. "Nanli Shangshen expected that the county lord would have a headache after waking up, so he specially sent the elixir to understand the wine."

"Elixir?" As soon as he heard the 'elixir', Song Yunqing's mind quickly recalled the reason why he was drunk yesterday, he was there for the news of the elixir and the ghost king, who would have thought that he hadn't asked anything, but poured himself down with a glass first. Song Yunqing doesn't have the ability to remember things after Nanli was drunk, and she doesn't even know if Nanli was drunk last night. Song Yunqing struggled to get up from the quilt's arms with a grunt, "Show me." ”

A small bottle of elixir, Song Yunqing opened it and saw that there were only three or four pills in it. I couldn't help but complain, "Why so little?" It's better not to send it. ”

"This is a hangover elixir, what does Miss want so much for, alcoholism?" Haoyue quipped, and fed Song Yunqing a pill, "Where is the elixir that Miss is coming from, I gave it when Nanli God sent you back last night." ”

Song Yunqing took the sobering pill, his head suddenly stopped hurting, and his thoughts slowly became clearer, but when he heard Haoyue's words, he suddenly fainted again. "What? You say I was sent back by Lord Nanli? But didn't I ask you yesterday to let you pick me up if I don't come back when it's time to go to bed? ”

"Originally, I was going to pick up the county lord, but I met Yu Ye halfway, and Yu Ye said that he happened to be looking for you to have something, and he went to pick you up. I thought I might not be able to get you back if I went on my own, so I agreed. Later, he came back with a dark and calm face, and he didn't say anything and didn't allow me to pick you up, leaving a sentence that you won't come back today and left. As a result, as soon as he left, it didn't take long for Nanli to come back with you in his arms, and he left behind so many elixirs. Haoyue looked at Song Yunqing, who was staring at the table of bottles and cans, as if she couldn't see enough, and naturally replied.

"I was picked up by Lord Nanli?" Song Yunqing's gaze finally left the elixir, and turned to Haoyue in a panic, her voice was gentle and trembling, "How did you hold it?"

"That's all." Haoyue imitated it with a confused expression.

"My princess hugs!" Song Yunqing felt that she must still be in a dream.

"What princess hug? County Lord, you better get up and wash up, Nanli God is still waiting outside to take you to the morning training, this is the morning class for cultivating immortals that you begged for yesterday at the painful price of drunkenness. ”

Song Yunqing stood obediently, letting Haoyue help him dress and wash, but he couldn't remember the part yesterday when he begged Nan Li to teach him the immortal method and give him the elixir.

When Song Yunqing arrived outside the hall, Nanli's set of swordsmanship had already been finished, and he was slowly retracting his sword.

"Uncle Shi." Song Yunqing immediately ran to Nanli's side and handed him a handkerchief, "Wipe your sweat." ”

"No need, I'll give it back to you." Nanli didn't answer, but took out a pear-white handkerchief from the placket and gave it to Song Yunqing.

"Isn't this mine?" Song Yunqing was stunned, took the handkerchief and looked at it carefully, this is indeed his own, his handkerchief is made by Haoyue himself, there are many rights and wrongs in the palace, Haoyue always likes to embroider a small auspicious cloud on the corner of the handkerchief to distinguish it. "Why are my handkerchiefs with you?"

"I picked it up." Nanli said lightly, pinched his fingers and lightly tapped the handkerchief, and there was suddenly an extra row of typesetting on the handkerchief. "This is the basic mantra of flying against the wind, it's too late today, I can't teach you in person if I still have something, you don't go out and run around today, think about it yourself, and try it in the yard."

"Hey......" Song Yunqing stopped Nan Li, who was about to leave, "Can I ask, where did you pick it up?" "Song Yunqing really doesn't understand, how can something like a handkerchief fall off?

"On the couch, on my bed." Nan left without looking back.

"Bed...... You...... What is this paragraph, ahhhhh......h

Song Yunqing really stayed in her yard all morning, not that she was so obedient, but as soon as she saw the handkerchief full of the mantra of the wind, she couldn't help but think about what she did when she was drunk yesterday, and why did her handkerchief fall on Nanli's bed? Song Yunqing, who was so distressed that she wanted to crush her head, finally remembered something while eating lunch, but she suspected that this was not her memory of yesterday, but her dream of yesterday. Because if it weren't for a dream, where did these fragments of Nanli taking the initiative to give himself the elixir and asking himself if he needed to teach the immortal method by him?

"Yun Qing...... Master ......"

Yue Yan's wail broke Song Yunqing's contemplation, Song Yunqing looked out, only to see the flying clothes swept in like a white crane with wings fluttering, and Yue Yan ran in with a sad face.

"Master, did you find out about His Royal Highness the Ghost King's preferences yesterday? At the banquet today, His Royal Highness the Ghost King didn't look at me, not even a glance! Even when I offered my martial arts sword, they didn't greet me much! I...... What am I going to do? ”

"What, Lord Ghost King is here? When? Song Yunqing was a little puzzled, why didn't he know anything, and he didn't even hear the sound of music.

"Huh? Just this morning, didn't you feel unwell and pushed my invitation? ”

"I pushed your invitation?" What's going on?

"That's right, Nanli God, he also specially instructed my brother, saying that you are not feeling well, you should rest more, so that no one in the mansion will come to Xiying Pavilion to disturb you, and now the attendants in the mansion have been around you. Master, Nanli God is really being manipulated by you, you can teach me quickly, what can I do to make my Xuancheng do the same to me. Yue Yan looked envious.

"Are you sure it's Nanli-sama who said this? I...... How do I feel like I'm being taken care of? ”

"Yes, master, now is not the time to show affection, now is the path of your pursuit and my dire pursuit, you can tell me the news you have heard. I don't know why, but I always feel that he is not the same as before. ”

"I ...... I didn't find any useful news yesterday, but I only heard that the ghost king Xuancheng is not very easy to get along with. Song Yunqing was a little weak-hearted, not only did she not find the news, but she also folded herself in.

"I don't feel very easy to get along with today, but ...... But he wasn't like this before, it must be because today is the official meeting between the two worlds of demons and demons, so he is so serious. Yes, exactly. Yue Yan looked convinced.

"Before, what was it like before?" Song Yunqing asked rhetorically, "By the way, you don't seem to have told me how you met him and liked him?" ”

"I ......," Yue Yan's whole little face turned red. That was a few decades ago, and at that time, there were still wars between the two worlds, big and small, from time to time. I sneaked into the barracks and met His Royal Highness the Ghost King on the battlefield. That war was just in time for Ling Hurricane, who was rare in the Demon Realm for a thousand years, and swept the warriors of both sides into the sea of fog and sand on the edge of the Hades Purgatory in the Ghost Realm. His Royal Highness took the initiative to negotiate with the leader of our army and reached a temporary cooperation, and finally led the two armies out of the sand sea. Then...... Our two armies have camped together, and we've seen ...... a few times."

"That's it? Several times? My God, you're too easy to get moved, the purgatory in the underworld should also take more than ten days, haven't you heard his preferences for a few days? ”

"No, he wears a helmet and armor every day, I don't really see it, and today is the first time I've seen his true face. But once I almost fell into the sea of sand, it was His Highness who rescued me and healed me, and he was very gentle at that time. Yue Yan fell into her own good memories again.

"Wait a minute, you said you only saw him for the first time today? Then what is the basis for your judgment that he is His Royal Highness the Ghost King? Armor, huh? Song Yunqing felt that there would probably be an oolong in the middle.

"The armor is one, and the other is the name and awe of the ghost world soldiers." Yue Yan thought it was okay.

"Isn't it, that's it? It may also be someone who pretends to be His Royal Highness the Ghost King, like the kind of Ghost King who is seriously ill or is not in the camp for something, and his cronies around him pretend to be the Ghost King to ensure the stability of the army, etc., which is the basic routine in the novel. According to what you said, there is a good chance that the incident that His Royal Highness the Ghost King came here today is very different from the one you have been in contact with before, so at least this possibility cannot be ruled out. ”

"But I think...... Makes sense. I suddenly felt very reasonable, what I saw that day must not be this Xuancheng, the highness I saw was obviously very gentle. Yue Yan suddenly felt that she still had hope.

"'What Xuancheng'! Ren Xuancheng is His Royal Highness the Ghost King, the one you like is at most a general, okay, and 'Your Highness'. Song Yunqing was helpless.

"I'm used to it, when you say this, I think what I like is probably the strategist Fu She next to the ghost king Xuancheng. Yes, the ghost king's cronies, gentle temperament, the most important thing is that when I stared at the ghost king today, he always looked at me, as soon as I looked at him, he smiled at me, he must have recognized me, he still remembered me! He still remembers me after all this time! Do you think he likes me? Yue Yan looked excited.

"No, how can you say that wind is rain. We haven't decided whether this is true or false yet, so you just want to change the target for granted? You like people This thing is fake, not firm at all. I think you should observe the two of them carefully, and it is best to ask His Royal Highness the Ghost King, and you will know the truth and falsehood as soon as you ask. ”

"Okay, I will, I won't tell you, I'll go back first......" Yue Yan said and hurried out.

"No, why are you in such a hurry to go back?" Song Yunqing was puzzled.

"Go back to embroider handkerchiefs, the word 'Xuan' is almost finished embroidering and I don't know if I can change it to the word 'Fu', if not, I have to re-embroider. I won't tell you, I have to go back and embroider the handkerchief......" Yue Yan walked away with a voice.

"What's the use of rushing to work now, when the time comes, you will cry if you are wrong. It's really just a matter of walking, and even if you go, you still have to carry a handkerchief. Handkerchief, ah, handkerchief, why is my handkerchief on his bed, ahhhhhh......h

While eating dinner, Song Yunqing, who had been absent-minded all day, suddenly became panicked.

"What's wrong with you, county lord?" Haoyue looked at Song Yunqing, who was half-open in surprise, and the chopsticks kept pulling in the bowl, but she didn't see a grain of rice, a little confused, is this evil?

“…… It's okay. Song Yunqing also hopes that he is evil, and if he is evil, at least what he can't easily remember in his mind is fake.

Song Yunqing silently looked at Nanli in her memory and slowly got up to help herself......

"Wake up, I'll send you back." Nanli gently shook Song Yunqing, who was lying on the table.

"I don't." Song Yunqing shouted, suddenly got up and pounced on Nanli, who was close at hand, and pounced. Song Yunqing half-leaned in Nan Li's arms and began to touch his sleeve. "You put the wine here, didn't you? You ancients used it this way. ”

Song Yunqing's inexplicable words Nanli couldn't listen to a word, all his senses were concentrated on Song Yunqing's soft hand. Those little hands are like a butterfly, dancing on their sleeves, gently landing on their wrists, playing happily in their sleeves through the wide robe, around their arms, spinning and jumping on their hands, as if they were like butterflies kissing flowers......

"You're drunk, be nice." Nan Li's voice was low, and he slowly grabbed the culprit out of his sleeve and gently tugged at Song Yunqing's restless hands.

"I don't!" Drunkards are the most unreasonable. Song Yunqing suddenly broke away from Nan Li's hand, turned around and threw himself at Nan Li again. This time, Nan Li's center of gravity was unstable and he took her to the bed. Song Yunqing vigorously broke away from Nan Li's hand that was protecting his waist, got up, almost rode on Nan Li, looked at him condescendingly, and smiled like a fool, "I know, it's transferred here, isn't it?" Song Yunqing gently poked Nanli's chest with his hand, and then went to pick off his shirt very naturally.

"Song Yunqing!" Nanli gritted his teeth, whispered in a low voice, and called her name word by word. Tightly pressed the hand of the demon on his chest.

"You murder me, ah, you murder me, woo woo woo woo ......" Song Yunqing drooped her face with an aggrieved face, crying was earth-shattering. The whole person fell back on Nanli's body, babbling and crying, and wiped his tears with his little hands on Nanli's clothes.

"Be good, I won't murder you......" Nan Li coaxed softly, stroked Song Yunqing's little head with his hand, and gently patted her back trembling with the cry, waiting for the person in his arms to slowly calm down and fall asleep quietly in his arms. I'll send you back ......."

"It's not true...... That's my fantasy, yes, I must have been here for too long, so long that I haven't been able to see all kinds of photos of my idols for a long time, that's why there are such fantasies, yes. Song Yunqing comforted herself.

Looking at Song Yunqing, who was babbling nonsense again, Haoyue habitually shook her head gently, sigh......