Near noon, Huang Jinrong got up to say goodbye, he didn't ask Zhang Qingxuan again if he had to go, Zhang Qingxuan's hesitation he saw very clearly, and could only silently wish Zhang Qingxuan a smooth journey. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

sent Huang Jinrong out, just at this time, Qing'er sent the food over, and the two returned to the courtyard together, Qing'er set up the food and served Zhang Qingxuan with rice.

Both of them were speechless, which made Zhang Qingxuan very uncomfortable, he knew that this little girl was angry with him and blamed him for not letting her live in the small courtyard.

Yes, Zhang Qingxuan is the only one living in this small courtyard, and in addition, there is only the strange life of the black dog.

Zhang Qingxuan didn't let Qing'er live in the yard, not because he had a secret, so he didn't let Qing'er know, but because he felt that Qing'er had her own relatives and wanted her to get along with her relatives more and understand her true heart.

Zhang Qingxuan was destined to leave Wudang Mountain, but he didn't know if he would leave alone or take Qing'er with him, of course, the black dog would definitely take it, and that guy would only recognize him.

He didn't let Qing'er move in with him, just to let her stay with his parents for a while longer, so that she could think about whether to follow him or stay in Wudang Mountain.

Qing'er has been with him for so many years, although she has always been her "predecessor" before, but the relationship is still there, he doesn't want to wait for Qing'er to regret it in the future, it will be too late at that time, at least give her a choice.

Girl's feelings are always love, in fact, they are a creature who loves their family more, although Qing'er now has to follow herself in life and death, but it is difficult to guarantee that she has no regrets.

Zhang Qingxuan knew that this might not have any effect, but he only needed to do it himself, so that he would feel a lot better, and let Qing'er regret it a little, this girl should really be treated well.

Eating delicious meals silently, Zhang Qingxuan's heart is soft, although the little girl is angry with herself, but this meal is not careless, serving herself well is something she always remembers in her heart.

Looking up at Qing'er's flat little face, Zhang Qingxuan smiled, the little girl acted very seriously, but Zhang Qingxuan couldn't see how much she cared about herself.

She used to serve her own food, but now although Zhang Qingxuan eats by herself, and she is watching from the sidelines, Zhang Qingxuan can see her little hands shaking, and her eyes are always staring at her.

The little girl clearly knows that it is impossible for her to marry herself, at most, she can become one of her concubines, and she can't even enter the main hall.

If Zhang Qingxuan is a "strict wife" or a "righteous gentleman", she may not even get the title of a concubine, and can only follow Zhang Qingxuan as a maid for the rest of her life.

And now is a good opportunity, a chance to break away from Zhang Qingxuan, Zhang Qingxuan has clearly told her that only if she is unwilling to go with her, he will leave her in Wudang Mountain and give her the identity of a Wudang disciple.

If this is replaced by another person, I am afraid that they have already turned over into serfs and sang, and they can jump from poverty to well-off if they directly agree, but Qing'er is a "dead brain".

Well, it doesn't seem good to say this to the maid who is loyal to herself, but Zhang Qingxuan still wants to say that she is a "stupid girl", in this life, I will live up to me, I will live up to Qing!

While thinking, Zhang Qingxuan swept away the food and secretly glanced at the smile that flashed on Qing'er's face, Zhang Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, the matter of moving in could not be compromised, and he could only make her happy like this.

Zhang Qingxuan suddenly felt that Qing'er was like a mother to herself, looking at the food she liked her cooking, she was happy, seeing that she was dependent on her, she was happy, she was happy when she saw herself, she was also happy.

Well, of course, this is just a metaphor, Zhang Qingxuan touched his nose, put the chopsticks down, and then waited for Qing'er to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, while he quietly looked at the little girl in front of him.

When Qing'er finished cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, she didn't pay attention to Zhang Qingxuan's meaning at all, turned around and prepared to go out, Zhang Qingxuan opened her mouth, "Forehead ......" Qing'er turned her head to look at him.

Zhang Qingxuan "forehead" for a long time, and finally touched the back of his head, "That, Qing'er, remember to find someone to fix the gate." Zhang Qingxuan turned around and fled.

Qing'er was stunned for a long time, looking at the back of Zhang Qingxuan running back to the hut "rolling and crawling", she stomped her foot hard, with an angry little look, turned around and slammed the door, uh, it seemed that there was no door, Qing'er kicked the door frame twice.

Zhang Qingxuan, who was secretly observing in the house, trembled twice, and felt a chill in her heart, the little girl was afraid that she would take the door frame as her own, and kicked it to a force, which was clearly not enough to kill the rhythm of the people's anger.

Seeing the little girl leave, Zhang Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and lay down on the bed with a bang, his hands on his head and thinking about the future.

Before he could empty himself, he felt that his trouser leg was being pulled, and as soon as he lifted his leg, he pulled his trouser leg back, "Don't make trouble, Erhei." Zhang Qingxuan raised his head.

Without thinking about it, he knew that it was the black dog that pulled him, and now it is called Erhei, anyway, the black dog did not object, Zhang Qingxuan called it that.

The black dog was looking at him with his teeth bared at this time, the rows of dog's teeth were shining, the big pants on his body had been replaced by a leather jacket, and the two front legs on his back were really like that.

"Hey, are you using a black man," Zhang Qingxuan muttered and sat up, and then he changed his words, "Say, what's the matter, um, don't mention that I can't do it." ”

Zhang Qingxuan gave Erhei a preventive shot first, but this guy always mentions things that he can't do, such as finding the grave of the Emperor Shennong, one of the Three Emperors, such as going to pick up the ancestral grave of the Pure Yang Sword Sect, well, at this stage, these are all wishful thinking.

The black dog didn't care what Zhang Qingxuan said in the previous sentence, it didn't know any black people, the black stick had seen a group, but those guys were just for its shoes.

The black dog was obviously prepared, it clicked out a blackboard from behind it, and there were lines of small words on it, cough cough, Zhang Qingxuan's eyes widened, this guy is making trouble for himself again.

He waved his hand angrily, "Do you want to go down the mountain to play? Can you avoid the investigation of the disciples under the mountain, can you enter the Fang Market smoothly, and what if you are caught." ”

The black dog looked at him with the expression of a second fool, Zhang Qingxuan's voice was stunned, and he was stunned for a long time, "Okay, even if these are not problems, what do you want silver." Zhang Qingxuan said dejectedly.

The black dog patted the blackboard, with an expression you understand, Zhang Qingxuan looked at the "big health care" project on the blackboard and his face darkened, this is really a shame to be thrown to grandma's house.

"Ahem, okay, you're old," Zhang Qingxuan made a ruthless expression, took out a few dozen taels of silver and handed it to it, "Okay, when will you come back, don't jump off the wall, otherwise you will bear the consequences." ”

The black dog swallowed the silver in his mouth, shook his head at Zhang Qingxuan, well, can't say, can't say, it seems that he didn't take Zhang Qingxuan's warning to heart at all, and walked away with a figure-eight step.

Zhang Qingxuan hated it so much that he ignored Dao Ye, he gave a middle finger to the back of the black dog, it seemed that he needed to tinker with something powerful, he laughed sneeringly, buried his head and began to engage in "research".