Qingzi hurriedly looked down, and Ci Yuehua actually spit out another mouthful of blood.

didn't care about anything else, she didn't say a word, and rushed to the town with Ci Yuehua in her arms.

Looking at the departing figure, a trace of jealousy flashed in Ning Yin's eyes under the plum tree.

This time, he escaped!

It's the master!

......

At this moment, it was already the beginning of the year, and it was when everyone was sleeping soundly, when the door of a small clinic was slammed.

"Who, do you want people to sleep in the middle of the night?!"

A doctor in a casual coat rubbed his sleepy eyes and yawned as he opened the door.

Qingzi only hurriedly shouted, "Hurry up and save people!"

After speaking, he didn't care about his reaction, he just knocked him to the side, and squeezed in with Ci Yuehua, who was already unconscious.

The doctor saw that the two of them were well dressed, and the man in light white clothes had a large blood stain on his body, but he didn't say anything.

As soon as the door closed, he followed up and took Xi Yuehua's other arm to a patient-friendly couch in the room.

Looking at the big hole in Ci Yuehua's abdomen, the doctor's hand couldn't help but tremble.

"This, how could you be so badly injured?!"

"Doctor, please help my master heal his injuries!"

Qingzi didn't answer him, only eagerly urged him to heal.

Looking at Ci Yuehua's pale face and thin lips without a trace of blood, Qingzi's heart tightened slightly.

In his previous life, he saved his senior sister, but in this life, he has become himself, and compared to the yang energy lost for his senior sister, the injury this time is much more serious!

The sleeping man seemed to feel pain, his beautiful eyebrows frowned from time to time, and fine beads of sweat covered his forehead.

Qingzi hurriedly went to the side and wrung a clean handkerchief to help him wipe the cold sweat from time to time.

The doctor was also carefully treating his wounds.

"Fortunately, the place where this son was injured avoided his organs, otherwise, I am afraid that he will not be able to return to the sky!"

The doctor looked at such a big wound with some awe in his heart.

This is not a sharp weapon, but rather a tear from a tooth or claw.

"I don't know what happened to you, how did you get so seriously injured?"

Qingzi naturally can't say that she fought with a ghost, so she didn't have to scare the doctor to faint.

"I met a beast on the mountain, and I was careless. ”

Then she said, "He, is it okay?"

"The wound is still a bit severe, and now I need to clean the wound before I can apply the medicine. ”

Qingzi pursed her lips and stopped talking.

After a few movements, the wound was finally healed.

The doctor couldn't help but touch the sweat on his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I have already applied medicine to his wound, and the wound cannot be watered for a month, and cannot be exerted for three months, so it is best to recuperate all the time. ”

"Thank you!"

After the wound was treated, Qingzi didn't stay here, and asked two people to put Ci Yuehua on a stretcher and go to the nearest inn.

I happened to meet Song Changqi and Ning Yin at the door of the inn.

Qingzi then remembered that she had left Ning Yin there in a hurry, and a trace of embarrassment flashed on her face.

"Is Elder Xianyun okay?" Song Changqi walked up and asked first.

He has a clear face, a gentle breath, and the appearance of a handsome son.

For Song Changqi, Qingzi still has some good feelings, he is upright, and he acts in a fair and upright manner.

In the previous life, the Qingfeng Gate was supported by him in the end.

"The wound has been treated, but the injury is more serious, and I need to recuperate in the inn for a few days. ”

"Thanks to the help of the three of us this time, if there is anything you need help in the future, Qingzi will not refuse!"

Saying that, she didn't stop, first walked in with Ci Yuehua, and then said to the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, come to two guest rooms!"

After speaking, Qingzi turned his head sideways and said to Ning Yin, who came in, "Senior sister, you go up and rest first, and I'll go and set up the master." ”

Ning Yin followed with a worried face, and entered Ci Yuehua's room with Qingzi.

Looking at Ci Yuehua, who was unconscious on the bed, Ning Yin's expression was complicated, his teeth gently bit his lower lip, and his palms were clenched tightly.

"Master, why is he injured so badly?"

Qingzi thought that Ning Yin was blaming herself, lowered her eyes, and said gloomily, "If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have been hurt!"

Ning Yin's face froze, he smiled far-fetchedly, walked over and touched her head, and said helplessly, "How can you think so? This is something that no one can predict." Moreover, you are a disciple of Shizun, and if something happens to you, he will naturally save you, and I believe that even if it is me, he will come forward to protect you!"

When he said the last sentence, Ning Yin's tone was very affirmative, as if he was convincing Qingzi and as if he was convincing himself!

"I haven't eaten for a day, senior sister, are you hungry? I'll go down and bring some food. ”

Her heart is a little chaotic, since Ci Yuehua resisted the injury, she has not been calm!

After she was out of the room, Ning Yin slowly approached the bedside and fell to her knees.

She stretched out her hands and gently grasped Ci Yuehua's hand in her hand, looking at him, her eyes were full of strong attachment and admiration, as well as a trace of other complex emotions.

"Master, in the third life, you still can't let go of her? Obviously, I have worked very hard to divide you, and I have succeeded in my previous life, why have I abandoned my previous achievements in this life?"

Her words are not shocking, they are not shocking.

But Ci Yuehua on the bed didn't hear a word.

Ning Yin smiled lightly, put Ci Yuehua's hand back, and reached out to brush back a strand of messy hair on his forehead, neat and clean.

"In this life, I won't be soft-hearted anymore! Master, I think about it, I want you to be mine!"

Her eyes are bright and scary, and the infatuation and delusions in her are also clearly revealed. Thick ambition will overflow from the eye sockets.

This is her second rebirth!

Reborn as a pawn!

However, in this life, she will not let herself obediently be that pawn again!

She's going to make a life for herself! she's going to get her salvation!

Qingzi downstairs naturally didn't know the surprising and even frightening words that came out of her senior sister's mouth.

Her mind was like a mess at the moment, and the only thing she could think of was to get food.

"Childe, what else are you doing here?"

Seeing Qingzi coming down, the shopkeeper who was about to go back to sleep stepped forward and asked.

"I'll get some food!"

Hearing her say this, the shopkeeper was a little embarrassed, "I'm really embarrassed, this chef hasn't gotten up yet." ”

"Isn't there anything left over from yesterday in the kitchen?"

"This really doesn't ......"

......

Qingzi took out a silver ingot, put it in his hand, and said, "There is no cook, so I can cook by myself, right?"

Money can make ghosts grind, and when the shopkeeper sees the money, he naturally doesn't care so much, and directly and generously says, "Son, use it casually!"

Qingzi's stomach had been hungry for a long time, but because of the nervous tension, she didn't feel it at the time, and at this time, she felt that the intestines and stomach inside were twisted together.

After alleviating the discomfort of his internal organs, he walked to the stove room and cooked by himself.

But looking at the various ingredients in a kitchen, Qingzi was a little deflated.

The last time she had already tasted the taste of the food she cooked, the indescribable taste, she could just eat it herself, let alone make it for her senior sister again!

scratching her ears and cheeks, Qingzi's eyes lit up, she can't make noodles, she can still cook porridge!

This doesn't need to add anything but water, isn't it just right for her?

Do what you think!

Qingzi rushed over and scooped out the rice from the rice jar.

"One bowl for one person, you have to get three bowls of rice, one bowl for yourself is not enough, one bowl for senior sister should not be enough, then you have five bowls of rice!"

Qingzi calculated in her head, muttered in her mouth, and scooped out five bowls of rice from the rice bowl with the big bowl.

After some washing, it was poured into the pot, and then five scoops of water were put in, looking at the water level that was one knuckle deep in the white rice, Qingzi secretly said that five bowls of water were just right!

After everything was done, she ran to the back of the stove and started to light a fire.

She had cooked noodles and knew that if she didn't stir the pot, it would stick to the pot and make it mushy, so she made a fire and stirred the rice grains in the pot from time to time.

White gas gradually came out of the pot, and the rice and water inside also tumbled.

Qingzi was stirring with joy.

Watching the soup inside get whiter and whiter, the taste is getting more and more fragrant, and the self-satisfaction in my heart is even stronger.

But as she stirred it up, she noticed that something was wrong.

The rice grains in the pot are getting harder and harder to stir, and the soup inside is getting less and less.

But if you look at the color of the rice grains, there is still a large area of raw white!

It's going to take a long time until it's cooked!

It looks like there's less water!

After thinking about it, Qingzi scooped out a scoop of water from the water tank and poured it into the pot.

Now, the viscosity inside has eased again, and it is no longer so difficult to turn.

Looking at the stopped rolling, Qingzi made a fire again.

Seeing that the porridge inside was getting drier and drier, he went to add another scoop of water.

After doing this several times, Qingzi was surprised to find that the porridge in the pot that was originally only a small half pot was boiling more and more, and slowly there was already a large half pot.

The porridge in the pot was still very dry, but she didn't dare to add any more water, and if she added more, she was afraid that it would overflow the pot.

Qingzi touched her nose helplessly, looked at the big pot of sticky white porridge that didn't seem to have any appetite at all, and sighed lightly.

She's really not a kitchen material!

By the time the porridge was fully cooked, it was already a spoonful of digging and falling into a lump.

Although she was extremely reluctant to give such a failed food to Ning Yin.

But think about it, everyone has been hungry for so long, and now that it's made, it's better than nothing.

So she took out three bowls full of them, and carried them upstairs on a plate.

When he entered, Ning Yin sat in front of the bed so obediently, his eyes staring at the person on the bed for a moment.

"Senior sister, come over and eat some porridge!"

Looking at the porridge I brought over, I just did it, and I couldn't drink it, so I could only eat it.

Hearing her voice, Ning Yin turned his head and looked at the so-called porridge she put on the table and was stunned.

"It's ...... Porridge?" Ning Yin looked at the spiky white rice that could fill the bowl, I'm afraid it's not rice!

"Uh!" was looked at by Ning Yin's suspicious gaze, and Qingzi felt even more embarrassed.

"This is my first time making porridge, the technique is lacking, but it is better than nothing, I have been hungry for a day, you can also eat some!"

Ning Yin looked at the three bowls of porridge with white flowers, and a touch of disgust crossed his eyes, it was really useless, he couldn't even make porridge, and he still wanted to rob me of the master?!

She got up and walked to the table, saw that the porridge in the bowl did not move, but frowned, and asked softly, "Is there only white porridge?"

Qingzi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that only porridge was too monotonous, and she didn't even order side dishes for dinner.

"Wait, I'll see if there's any pickles down there. ”

With that, Qingzi immediately ran downstairs.

It's so stupid that I didn't even see that there was a lack of food.

After picking and choosing in the kitchen for a while, I picked out two small pickles that could be served.

Ning Yin didn't look at it much, only said "thank you" softly, sat down, and began to eat.

"How is it?" Qingzi looked at Ning Yin, who had taken a mouthful of porridge, expecting her to give an evaluation.

This is the first time my sister has eaten her own cooking!

However, before her smile could be pulled out, she saw Ning Yinwa spit out the porridge she had just eaten.

Looking at this scene, the smile on the corner of Qingzi's mouth froze suddenly, and her face turned red.

Is it so unpalatable?

Ning Yin also felt that he was too rude to do this, and his face was embarrassed, so he hurriedly stood up and pulled out an ugly laugh.

"That, Ah Qing, I didn't mean it, it's just too hot, don't think too much. ”

Qingzi's eyes were a little gloomy.

She picked up the bowl of porridge in front of her and took a bite out of her mouth.

The soft one has no spirituality, it doesn't look like it's cooked, but like it's soaked, without a hint of sweetness, except for the blandness of rice astringency.

Compared to the spiritual rice porridge she drank in the mountain gate, it was simply a heaven and a place.

This porridge can't even compare to the ground, maybe a bowl of rice soaked in water for two or three days will come out like this!

Senior sister can make such delicious noodles, such delicious spiritual rice porridge, and the food in the fireworks hall is one top and the other is good, how can she eat such a dregs of chaff?!

Alas!

This time it's really ugly!

Qingzi's heart was a little lost.

She knew that her senior sister said this to take care of her own face, so she didn't want her to continue eating.

On the contrary, I feel a little guilty, people are hungry for a day, but I take out such an unpalatable thing to entertain others.

Well, it's better to stay away from the kitchen in the future!

No more cooking!

"Senior sister, I'm sorry, after a long time, I messed up the rice!"

Oh, it's good to be self-aware!

Ning Yin silently mocked in her heart, but she still had a smile like a spring breeze on her face.

"The first time you do it, you're already great! But you've been hungry for a day, and it's not nutritious or full to eat these, so you wait here first, I'll cook some noodles, and I can eat some when the master wakes up." ”

Qingzi nodded, "Then trouble Senior Sister!"

Ning Yin hooked his lips and smiled, and walked out.

Seeing Ning Yin leaving, Qingzi looked at the food she cooked, and then looked at Ci Yuehua on the bed, and laughed at herself in her heart.

I still wanted to give an extra bowl to the master, but it turned out to be cooked like this, and the senior sister couldn't eat it, let alone the master?!

At this time, the stomach was already singing the empty city plan, and that familiar feeling came again.

Qingzi doesn't care how unpalatable she is, after all, she hasn't eaten for several days, and sometimes she eats rancid food and dry and hard steamed buns, isn't it still swallowed by her?

Compared to those, my porridge is a great delicacy!

No one eats it, she can!

How can she not give herself face when she makes something herself?

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