Today's night seems to have arrived earlier than before.
Qin Feng and the four of them had dinner and then parted ways.
When they separated, Shi Ziming even cast an encouraging look.
When Qin Feng saw this, he twitched the corner of his mouth. At this moment, all his excuses seemed so feeble.
Returning to the guest room with Miss Cang, the room was filled with incense.
Qin Feng looked for the smell, and at some point, a stack of sandalwood was placed on the small wooden table near the bed.
There is a reason why the business of this restaurant is so good. This shopkeeper is really good at being a good person. It's a pity that he made a mistake this time. Miss Cang and I are innocent. Qin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth.
The smell of incense mixed with the fragrance of a woman made Qin Feng feel a little distraught.
He opened the window, the night breeze blew, and the moonlight poured into the house.
"Do you mind if I open the window to get some air?" Qin Feng turned around and looked.
The night wind lifted the black-turbaned woman's black hair, and the moonlight reflected in those light blue eyes, which was so enchanting that it made people's hearts beat.
No normal man can remain calm and collected when in the same room with such a beauty.
Qin Feng seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat, beating with the flying black hair.
He recalled every moment he had spent with the other party.
There was the astonishment of the first encounter.
When the other party can't solve the couplet, he looks so aggrieved and almost in tears.
When encountering an evil spirit, his attitude of risking his own life to save him.
When there was a life-or-death crisis, that beautiful figure stood in front of him resolutely.
Unknowingly, the two of them have encountered so much.
To be honest, when he came to this strange world, the first thing that made his heart flutter was the beautiful rich woman with a scarf covering her face in front of him.
"If I hadn't met the lady, maybe my relationship with Miss Cang would be far more than what it is now."
Qin Feng laughed at himself as he ate the food from the bowl and looked at the food in the pot. It seemed to be a common problem among men.
He shook his head to get rid of the unrealistic thoughts in his mind and said: "Miss Cang, if you are tired, you can lie down on the bed and rest first.
In order to enter the destiny realm of the Sixth Grade Gua, I usually observe the sky at night, and often lie down on the table and fall asleep."
Cang Feilan's light blue eyes looked at Qin Feng without blinking. After a moment, she replied lightly: "Okay."
Qin Feng let out a breath, and in order to prevent himself from thinking wildly, he sat in front of the window and activated his consciousness to look at the sky.
As usual, the white life stars are densely packed.
Moreover, I don't know if it was his illusion, but he seemed to be able to observe more white life stars.
"Is it because they changed places?" Qin Feng was curious, but he didn't pay too much attention.
Among the vast white stars, finding the different colors is the most important thing for him.
While he was immersed in practicing, he didn't realize that Miss Cang stood there motionless.
Those light blue eyes were full of his figure.
Cang Feilan's thoughts began to wander.
He was reluctant when he was ordered by his family to go to Jinyang City.
The grievance and sadness of being made difficult by the bad old man and being unable to step into Tingyuxuan, sucking the literary spirit.
For her, her days in Jinyang City were so boring, but after meeting Qin Feng, everything seemed to have changed.
That day, through some strange combination of circumstances, she agreed to the head of the Qin family to diagnose a young master who had been harmed by an evil spirit.
He looks handsome, that's the first impression.
His frail body was completely different from that of the men in his family.
However, the smell on my body is quite good.
But the other person's statement that he was a useless scholar made her quite angry, because she liked scholars.
Scholars can write beautiful poems and beautiful articles, and the literary style in them is extremely delicious.
The second time we met, I heard that he was suffering from hysteria, and the way he was tied up was quite interesting.
My body smells better, and there is still the slightest trace of aura leaking out.
This made her a little happy, because except for that bad old man, there were no other scholars in Jinyang City.
With the attitude of giving it a try, she took him to Tingyuxuan to find a place, and a couplet impressed her.
Later, the poem "Zhenling Pass", which aroused the literary spirit of Dengwentai Jiuzhang, impacted her soul.
These were poems she had never seen before, and they were more delicious than those she had seen and read before.
Suddenly, she became very interested in this person.
When she learned that the other party was getting married, she had some strange feelings in her heart. This was something she had never felt before, but that was all.
She just likes the other person's literary talent and poetry, just like the other person's song "Xia Ke Xing".
In the beginning, the reason for getting close to him was just to be able to get what he wrote before that bad old man.
But as the time we spent together increased, this idea changed.
She simply wanted to be with him.
When did it change?
When it was in the Black Mist Forest, how did the other party show no concern for his own safety?
Or was it the figure of the other party who resolutely stood in front of her when heading to Qi Yuan City?
But none of this mattered, she just wanted to stay with him.
She didn't know why.
When seeing the other woman's wife, her mood would be inexplicably complicated. Even though she knew clearly that the two of them should be alone together, she just didn't want to leave.
If you don't see each other for a while, you will miss them very much.
At that time, she still didn't want to admit in her heart that she fell in love with him.
This is her last stubbornness.
It wasn't until her aunt mentioned that beauty poem to her, breaking the last bit of defense in her heart, that she finally realized that this was love.
She likes what the other person writes, likes the other person's informal appearance, and likes the other person's desperate appearance.
If I had been more proactive back then, would everything have been different?
Cang Feilan looked at the serious figure in front of the window and asked herself this question.
Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in the world.
Time passed quietly, and the two figures were frozen in the guest room like a painting.
When the night was already dark, Cang Feilan was still unaware.
Such a simple time is extremely precious to her.
Because she is staying with the person she likes.
Since Shuliang City has implemented a curfew, there is no one on the streets at this moment. The only sounds in the ears are the night wind, their heartbeats, and their light breathing.
Suddenly, Cang Feilan frowned slightly, and the tip of her nose twitched slightly under the black square scarf. She faintly smelled an unpleasant corpse stench.
At the same moment, there was a slight movement outside the guest room.
She glanced at Qin Feng, who had his eyes closed and was concentrating on observing the sky with his spiritual consciousness, and walked lightly to the door of the guest room.
Slowly opening the door, a foul smell hit my face.
What came into view was a corpse wearing shabby clothes, completely changed beyond recognition, and with dried flesh and blood!
The corpse ghost saw Cang Feilan and was about to attack, when a silver-white dagger pierced its head and pushed it to the floor.
Pulling out the dagger, a burst of white light flashed, stains slid down like rain, and the corpse on the ground was no longer moving.
Cang Feilan looked around, there were far more such corpses than this one!
She let out a breath, turned around and closed the door to the room.
The ends of the black hair are clinging to silvery white.
Her light blue eyes gradually brightened, and her tone was cold: "It happened to appear at this time."