When Lingxi said this, his voice was so small that he could almost hear it.

Bai Junqian's face was already half-dark and half-bright by the candle flame, but after hearing Lingxi's table, he seemed to be even more depressed, he stared at Lingxi and didn't speak.

A moment later, he stretched out his hand and fanned it with the sleeve of his coat, and with a pop, the lights on the side were extinguished for a hundred years, and the moonlight that was as white as frost outside spilled in through the window, laying a layer of frost in the room.

Bai Junqian untied his robe and lay down next to Lingxi, the two were side by side, Rao was lying flat, his body was also like a mountain, compared to Lingxi, it was much smaller, but Bai Junqian's body fluctuated with every breath, which made Lingxi feel an inexplicable sense of security.

"Lingxi. Bai Junqian was silent for a moment, and her voice sounded in her ears, "Can you tell me about the person in your dreams?" I know that person is only a memory for you, but he is also very important, just in that memory." His voice was slightly hoarse, as if mixed with pain, "I want to know what kind of person he is." ”

"I understand. Lingxi replied in a muffled voice, "Master actually cares about the previous matter." ”

Bai Junqian didn't speak, he found Lingxi in the quilt, and as soon as he grasped it, the temperature of his palm was close to the back of Lingxi's cold hand, and the moment they touched, their bodies were a little stiff.

"Lingxi...... If the teacher doesn't want you to think about this person, even if he is just a memory for you, I don't want you to think about him, will you think that being a teacher is too naïve?" Bai Junqian said after thinking for a while.

The corners of Lingxi's mouth unconsciously raised, and her fingers curled up vigorously because of nervousness, and she said in a buzzing voice: "I like this kind of master." ”

Bai Junqian was silent for a moment, moved Lingxi's body over, touched her face with his fingers, but touched a few tears, his eyes were fixed on Lingxi's face, and his voice seemed to come from his heart: "Lingxi." He took Lingxi's hand, held it in his palm, and pressed it to his chest, and a thumping heartbeat passed clearly through his shirt.

Lingxi couldn't help blushing, and the tears that were still pouring out were taken back in an instant, she burst into tears, and took a break, took a break, slowly felt the densely intertwined joy in her heart, and then raised her head and pecked lightly on Bai Junqian's lips, a soft and sweet taste.

In the next moment, before Bai Junqian could react, she got into Bai Junqian's arms and began to murmur stories about the person in her memory.

The moonlight seemed to stop flowing at this moment, and floated quietly between the two of them. In the bedside smoker, the fragrance of the balm mixed with the peel of the fruit came one after another, and the heart and lungs were filled a lot.

Bai Junqian listened quietly to Lingxi talking about the person, and when he talked about the emotion, Bai Junqian would hug Lingxi into his arms, and then comfort him, and the intimate words were wrapped in his ears: "It's okay, Master is here." ”

After Lingxi heard this, he laughed stupidly again.

I don't know how long it took, Lingxi felt sleepy, so he buried his face in Bai Junqian's arms, the expression on his face slowly fell silent, and the entanglement in his heart dissipated little by little, and then he fell asleep.

"It doesn't matter. I won't let that person bother you anymore and will always be there for you. Bai Junqian kissed Lingxi on the forehead of the sleeping Lingxi, and closed his eyes as well.

At the same time, when Yinqin was guarding the place where Yinsheng was, a black shadow suddenly flashed outside the hall, and it swept into the main hall as fast as lightning, easily avoiding all the guards, like a shadow that had been quietly lurking, silent, but still discovered by Yinqin.

"Catch the Assassin and protect the Lord!" she shouted.

But she still took the lead in chasing out, took a long whip from her waist, and moved very quickly, raising her arms high, and slashing the long whip into a vertical circle.

The use of this whip pays attention to one step at a time, one movement and one flower, one flower and three changes, requiring criss-crossing and winding, and the piano is naturally the know-how to get it.

The black shadow man was forced into a corner by the sound harp, and when the whip swept in front of him, he turned his left hand in reverse, held the whip body, and relayed it up, like a leaf of flying grass, his body moved with the whip, and he turned sideways off the ground.

In the surprised eyes of the sound qin, he seemed to be very calm.

Then the two confronted each other in terms of strength, only to see that the black shadow came and walked fast, only one step, the figure withdrew from the corner, took another step, and distracted the music with the hidden weapon in his hand, he took another step back, and he disappeared into the vast night.

In the early morning of the second day, some people came to the palaces to shout, saying that they had gathered in the hall at the same time, but it was only midnight, and the guards who surrounded the palace last night were still patrolling outside the palace.

Bai Junqian and Lingxi were woken up together, but their eyes were facing each other, and they were speechless for a while and blushed.

Although both of them are neatly dressed and nothing happened last night, they are still a little uncomfortable to see each other when they wake up like this.

"Thank you....." Lingxi buried his head on Bai Junqian's chest and said shyly, "I will always always like Master alone." ”

Hearing this, Bai Junqian only felt a burst of warmth in his heart, and couldn't help but smile, stretched out his hand to rub his hair, and said, "It's the same for teachers." ”

The rain fell on the territory of the music family in this long time, like a clean and clean sound, floating freely in the ballad, and the words were low and round. The dry air gradually disperses and looks refreshed.

On the other side, the sound of the city followed behind the sound of the qin, moving one after the other in the sea blue background, the voice of the sound of the city was very humble, did not dare to understand the outspokenness, can only wrinkle on various tones and conjunctions, using cold and obscure syntax, with secret tones and descending tones to try to express the obscure meaning, she asked with ulterior motives: "The lord really can't wake up?"

Otoqin just strode forward, her mind in turmoil: she sensed the strangeness of yesterday's incident, but she was unwilling to let go of her arrogant posture and ask about the Fox Worry.

Yin Chengcheng took the trouble to go around to Yin Qin, repeating, "You really won't wake up?"

"Don't bother me!" Otoqin said coldly.

Yin Chengcheng smiled, took out a bag from his arms and handed it to Yin Qin, and said in a sincere tone: "This is what the man asked me to give you." ”

"What, what?" Yin Qin took out the exact same bag from her sleeve in shock, but before she could speak again, Yin Cheng said, "This is a long time ago, he asked me to pass it on to you, but Master, you have been angry, I just didn't give it to you." But now that that's the case, I'm going to give this to Otokoto-sama. ”

The sound of the piano turned out to be a bag, looking at the sign above, Jinfang silk weaving. Word for word, then she put the bag in front of her nose and sniffed it, muttering, "Mandarin." ”

Yin Chengcheng said lightly: "Yes." I saw him go and pick the mandarin oranges himself that day......."

"Shut up!" Yin Qin interrupted her, although she was reluctant, she still ripped off the bag very rudely, threw it on the ground, and said coldly: "I don't care about him at all, don't want this bag, you don't need to talk too much here!"

After saying that, he brushed his sleeves away, the slender back was bitter and lonely, and Yin Chengcheng could only shake his head helplessly, thinking that she, the master, would always be a knife-mouthed tofu heart.

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