No matter how hard she tried, he didn't praise her, but looked at her more and more incorrectly---

Qingyuan's dazzling light that opened the curtain again startled her, and she hurriedly raised her arm to wipe off the water droplets, and roared fiercely.

"I didn't shed a single tear, I didn't even cry out in pain!"

"Really?" When he grabbed her little hand idly, he screamed in pain.

A cool and refreshing feeling soaked her palms, instantly cutting off her awkward struggle. What is it? In the small suite with insufficient light, she only vaguely saw Qingyuan cutting some kind of fat green leaves, and the Qingfen gel that ran out of it was cool and comfortable on her hands.

"Don't move your hands, just leave them there."

"It's so cool." It's also fragrant.

"That's what I used to do on my palms, and then wash it off after an hour." He took out a small jade bottle from the resolute box, poured some powder and stroked her cheek.

She didn't know what he was doing, but she liked Qingyuan touching her so gently.

"You were really beaten like me when you were a kid?"

"It's better to be beaten than to be killed."

She couldn't understand: "Why did you hit me?" If there is a reason that I can accept, I am absolutely willing to bear it, if it is not reasonable, will I not suffer in vain? ”

"Whether it is reasonable or not, you must obey."

"Why?"

"It's a grind."

"Were you like that before?"

"Why do you keep asking me how I used to be? The face turned to the other side. ”

"Because--- if you have suffered like this before, then I have company." Oh, it hurt where he touched her right cheek. "If I can't make it anymore, I can keep going with the thought that you've been through it too."

He didn't respond, focusing on the messy scratches on her face.

"Then we're really companions, right?"

Seeing that he was silent, Yanran immediately began to justify himself crankily.

"Today's quarrel was really an accident. I was learning how to comb my hair in a bun, but my hair was all curly and couldn't be straightened, and I couldn't get the shape they wanted. They said that it wasn't all because I was a mongrel that even my hair was mixed, so they planned to cut it off with scissors and make it grow back. I'll just say, I've used this brain a long time ago to cut my hair naked, but then I didn't grow straight hair, and it was still curly. They ignored me and insisted on cutting it, but no, they started fighting. ”

"Have you had enough?"

"You hate me, is it because I'm a mongrel?"

He paused in the action of applying the medicine.

"Is it because my eyes are blue, or is it because my hair is curly that you don't like it?"

"It has nothing to do with that."

"Then why do you hate me so much for being your partner?"

"I hate the things sent by the 'Four Spirits'."

"But--- "She was sent by the master, not the 'Four Spirits', but the master may be one of the 'Four Spirits', but she doesn't know it---

"But Qingyuan, the 'Four Spirits' are the 'Four Spirits', I am me, you can separate us and look at it."

"yes, that's a fucking great idea."

"Qingyuan, are you a bad person?"

"If it's not bad, you can be promoted to Hades."

"I heard that the 'Four Spirits' are a group of secret organizations that specialize in opposing the imperial court, so aren't they bad guys? Why are you doing things at the hands of bad guys? ”

"Why do you want to stay under your master?"

"I don't have a choice, I've been raised by my master since I can remember---"

"I don't have a choice."

"Oh---" She was silent for a long time, and suddenly she figured something out.

"Then you're forced! Actually, you don't want to do bad things for bad people at all, do you? ”

"I don't want to do things for good people." He snorted and smiled, looking at Yanran with a dull expression. "Sometimes, good people are like bad people, and they do everything they can to do their best."

"Uh-huh---" she frowned at me.

Qingyuan glanced at her, "If you don't understand, you can't understand, don't pretend to be a smart idiot." ”

"Who is playing idiots with you--- ah!" She screamed in pain in her arm.

"What are you painting on me?"

"A potion to clean wounds."

"Oh." The scratches on her arms were so messy that it was almost impossible to tell which ones were her blood stains, and which ones were the impatiens on the fingernails of the maids.

She watched with great interest as he cleaned her wounds, large and small, and tried to find the marks of the fight on her body that could be used for his treatment, and she didn't seem to notice how badly she had been treated.

The shiny and wild thick curls were cut in pieces, no longer than the waist and no short to the shoulders. A bruise on the cheekbones, scratches on the cheeks, a tattered robe that was scratched, and a messy rouge ointment on the face--- strictly speaking, the punishment should be the fierce servants who pretend to be delicate outside.

Qingyuan realized the thought in her heart in disgust, and suddenly increased the force of applying the medicinal powder, and she screamed in pain.

He didn't have to take care of their little treasure for the 'Four Spirits'.

"Here, I'm also in a little pain here, help me take a look." She tearfully pointed to the upper of her shoe stained with a few dirty footprints.

"See for yourself."

The powder thrown on her face choked on her and she coughed violently. "Aren't you helping me?"

"I don't have time to mess with you."

"Because you have a new mission?" Her eyes lit up immediately.

"It's none of your business."

"Try it and see if it's none of my business." She stood up and confronted her in challenge. "If you don't let me participate, I'll sabotage your mission and show you how I can pull back."

"Isn't that what you're here for?"

"What?"

"Let's just get it straight." His tall eyes stared at her blankly. "I didn't trust you from the beginning, so you don't have to work in vain."

"Why? I'm here to help you. ”

"I don't believe it, I don't believe anyone who comes from the 'Four Spirits'."

"But I'm not!"

"Isn't it?" His slightly narrowed eyes pierced her nerves.

"I'm not --- sure if I'm not, but I want to help you, and I want to help you very sincerely. I want to act with you, I want to be as good as you, I want to be your partner, that's all. You still don't believe me, what? ”

"I don't believe every word you say."

"You!" She almost stamped her foot. "When did I say panic, and where did I not believe it? Since you don't believe what I say, you should let me go on a mission with you to prove it with your actions! ”

"Really?" A little fox who is good at acting. "Well, let's have a discussion."

Discuss again.

"Is it --- last time we discussed?"

Thinking of the strange magic he had once cast on her, Yan Ranfang's heart couldn't help but throb slightly. She didn't understand what happened to him last time, but she didn't have the slightest idea of rejection.

If he asked her again whether she would choose to learn to be a woman or learn to kill with him, she would probably ---

"That's too cheap for you, don't even think about it." He sneered at Yan Ran's disillusionment.

"Let's use this mission to fight it out."

"Huh?" Fight it out--- as if they were mortal enemies.

"On this mission, I let you go along, but if there is a mistake, you will have to fight with your life."

"What if we succeed?"

"I'll admit that you do qualify to be my partner."

"Hmph, don't try to bluff me again. It's one thing for you to admit it or not, and it's another thing for you to let me really be your partner. ”

"Yes, there is progress, but Yan'er, if we succeed in this mission, won't you already be my partner?"

Ah, yes, this is the first mission they have done together.

A fleeting memory held back her smile.

"What if you deliberately framed me during the mission and deliberately made a mistake?"

"Then you'll have to admit it." He smiled softly.

"What! Wouldn't I have to deal with you in addition to my mission? ”

"Interesting, right?"

Funny size, he's just playing with her life! "It's not fair at all!"