Just now - practicing in seclusion, when he fell into a desperate situation, it was this person's voice that woke him up.
He squatted down and looked at the girl's fair and delicate face, which seemed to be covered with a layer of clear light in the soft night sky, making it look even more crystal clear.
The pain in his eyes faded away bit by bit, his eyes calmed down again, his whole person became silent and calm, and the violent storm that had been raging in this body and eyes all turned into nothingness.
He stretched out his hand, took off his robe, covered Sikong Qingying's body, and then easily picked up Sikong Qingying, who was sleeping against the wall, into his arms. He didn't care about the food box on the ground, and walked steadily.
He walked to the entrance of the cave, and after exiting the cave, he used excellent light skills to return to his room, put Sikong Qingying on his bed, then went back and took back the food box.
The next day, Lu Zicong woke up and saw Lu Jiu as soon as he left the room.
Lu Jiu's breath was a bit oppressive and cold. He stood stiffly in Lu Zicong's courtyard, with a cold air on his body and a layer of frost on his hair, as if... he had been standing here for a long, long time.
"Xiaojiu?"
Lu Zicong was a little surprised: "Why are you here? When did you leave seclusion?"
Lu Jiu raised his head and looked at Lu Zicong calmly: "Uncle, my martial arts has dropped back to 50% of its previous level."
After Lu Zicong heard what he said, a cynical smile froze on his face, his mouth was open, but he didn't say anything.
Anyone who is a little familiar with Lu Jiu in Xuanming Palace knows what martial arts means to Lu Jiu.
It means revenge.
If his martial arts regresses, life will be worse than death for him!
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When Sikong Qingying woke up, he was a little confused about where he was.
She blinked and looked at the top of the bed for a long time before remembering what happened last night. She sat up suddenly and looked around - it turned out to be Lu Jiu's room.
Isn't she in a cave? Why did she sleep here as soon as she woke up? Could it be that Lu Jiu has left seclusion?
Thinking of this, Sikong Qingying jumped out of bed, straightened her robes which were wrinkled due to a night's sleep, and when she walked out of the yard, she saw that there was no one there.
After returning to his residence and cleaning up, he met Song Qing and found out that Lu Jiu was at Lu Zicong's place - Lu Jiu had indeed left seclusion.
Sikong Qingying asked Lu Zicong about the process of refining the medicine. At this time, Song Qing was a little impressed by Lu Zicong's medical skills: "Doctor Lu said it will take about four or five days."
"Oh..." Sikong Qingying was a little excited: "So, in four or five days, we can change back - uh, I mean, in four or five days, I can continue to be Dr. Lu's medicine boy.
And you, take care of Master Lu?"
Not long after Song Qing followed Lu Zicong, she discovered that Lu Zicong didn't need her help at all. She began to wonder why Lu Zicong insisted on exchanging with Sikong Qingying since he didn't need her help. Later, she accidentally saw Sikong Qingying.
She knew it from the way she was eating with Lu Jiu.
Her heart ached inch by inch, but she remained silent.
After all, she was just an insignificant person rescued by Lu Jiu and Lu Zicong, and she could not shake their decision.
At this time, when Sikong Qingying asked him this question, her heart ached a bit as usual. She looked at Sikong Qingying intently, and she was a little confused whether Sikong Qingying really didn't know or if he asked this deliberately.
Sikong Qingying's black and white eyes were as clear as water, and there was no hint of guilt, nor was there any pride or ridicule.
She bit her lip and said, "Maybe. It depends on what Doctor Lu and Palace Master Zuo say at that time."
Unable to get an answer from Song Qing, Sikong Qingying went to Lu Zicong's yard.
At this time, Lu Jiu was no longer here, and the cynical smile on Lu Zicong's face was gone. His face was very serious and dignified, and he frowned, as if he was thinking about something very important.
Sikong Qingying looked at Lu Zicong who was so serious and distant. He swallowed what he wanted to say. Instead, he didn't dare to disturb Lu Zicong.
She always felt that Lu Zicong was a little different from the time before he was in Xuanming Palace.
Lu Zicong came back to his senses, saw it was her, and subconsciously smiled: "What? Why are you so anxious to find me?"
Sikong Qingying shook his head: "It's not urgent. If Dr. Lu is busy, I can wait."
Lu Zicong's glazed peach blossom eyes were filled with helplessness. He glanced at Sikong Qingying and pointed to the opposite side of him:
"Come here and sit down."
"Oh." Sikong Qingying obediently went over and sat across from him.
Lu Zicong poured tea for the two of them with his own hands: "Tell me, what is going on?"
"This... that..." Sikong Qingying wanted to ask Lu Zicong, but when the critical moment came, she felt a little embarrassed.
Lu Zicong watched her lower her head, her cheeks were red, her eyes flashed slightly, and he immediately guessed what Sikong Qingying wanted to say.
His medicine is almost ready. Song Qing must have told Sikong Qingying the news. Sikong Qingying must want to return to him?
But...for his plan...
Although Lu Zicong guessed it, he did not speak. He waited quietly for Sikong Qingying to speak, wanting to see what Sikong Qingying's plans were.
"Doctor Lu, um, your medicine is almost ready?"
Lu Zicong untied Bixiao from his waist and turned it around in his hand:
"Yes, just these few days."
"Then I...I..." Sikong Qingying was too excited to speak.
"Why, you want to come back." As if he could read Sikong Qingying's thoughts, Lu Zicong's handsome face showed a bit of helplessness, and there was also a doting that he didn't even notice:
"Uh...Is Doctor Lu in trouble?" Sikong Qingying asked, frowning.
Lu Zicong looked at her frowning expression and actually thought it looked good.
After arriving at Xuanming Palace, he rarely saw Sikong Qingying. Every time Sikong Qingying came, he deliberately didn't give Sikong Qingying a good look. He thought that Sikong Qingying would be unfamiliar with him, but he didn't expect that Sikong Qingying would be unfamiliar with him.
, in front of him, this woman was still so defenseless.
How could this woman... how could she affect his mind so casually? He hadn't noticed it before, but after going to Xuanming Palace and replacing her with Song Qing, he realized that he was already familiar with this woman's existence.
This woman is not around, but I feel awkward.
Is this because of ‘same interest rate’?
Is ‘same interest rate’ so powerful?
Lu Zicong's eyes became distant.
For a while, neither of them spoke, each thinking about their own thoughts.
Lu Zicong coughed slightly to break the silence, calling back Sikong Qingying's attention, and then said: "If I don't let you come back, what are your plans?"
His tone was gentle, but what he said made Sikong Qingying feel a little uncomfortable.
Sikong Qingying lowered his eyes.
If Dr. Lu doesn't let her come back...it seems like she has no right to say no...
"I...I...I want to stay with Dr. Lu."
After saying these words, Sikong Qingying mustered up the courage to look at Lu Zicong.
Seeing that Lu Zicong still had a flirtatious look on his face, with a cynical smile on his face, and did not change his expression at all due to her words, he felt a little cold in his heart.
Lu Zicong doesn't care about her.
Lu Zicong simply didn't want her to stay with him.
"Since you have such a plan, then... let's get married."
Lu Zicong's words made Sikong Qingying's mind go blank.
She raised her head suddenly and looked at Lu Zicong with wide eyes, the cynical smile on Lu Zicong's face, and the gentle eyes of Lu Zicong.
Lu Zicong said...
"Get...get married?"
Sikong Qingying jumped up and didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
Relatively speaking, Lu Zicong was much calmer.
Lu Zicong took a sip of tea and nodded slowly: "Yes, don't you want to get married?"
Sikong Qingying took a few deep breaths, blinked her eyes, lowered her head, then looked up at Lu Zicong, lowered her head again, then raised her head again.
Finally, with a trembling voice, he said: "Is it with you?"
Lu Zicong was startled for a moment, his glazed peach blossom eyes were full of bright colors, he did not answer directly, he just knocked on the table with his bixiao and said: "It is a matter of time for men to get married, and for women to get married. Sooner or later, they will get married."
Sikong Qingying's heart felt like it was going to jump out of his chest immediately.
She never dreamed that Dr. Lu would propose marriage to her.
Really... really so happy...
"Doctor Lu, do you like me?"
Sikong Qingying finally plucked up the courage to ask this question again to the man who had once said she didn't like him.
"I like it." Lu Zicong nodded without hesitation.
However, the love he mentioned may not be the love Sikong Qingying thought he had.
He liked Sikong Qingying's cuteness, and he liked Sikong Qingying's image as if he were a junior.
Lu Zicong never felt that he had any charming feelings for Sikong Qingying. He felt that even if he had desires and desires for Sikong Qingying, it was because of the 'same interest'.
Not because of love.
He won't fall in love with anyone.
No one will.
Sikong Qingying let out a long sigh and solemnly said to Lu Zicong: "Then, let's get married."
It was not an easy thing for her, a person from time-travelling, to compromise and plan to marry an ancient person and stay forever, but...who made her fall in love with Lu Zicong?
Love can make a person strong, love can make a person crazy, and it can also make a person willing to compromise on some insistence.
Moreover, as a modern person, Sikong Qingying does not feel at all that her status is not worthy of Lu Zicong. In her eyes, there is no distinction between high and low status. As long as Lu Zicong likes her and as long as she is willing, everything will be fine.
The moment Sikong Qingying agreed, Lu Zicong couldn't explain the feeling in his heart.
He felt both sweet and bitter, happy and regretful at the same time. He had never had such complicated feelings in his life.
Even if he is kicked out of the Lu family, even if he is misunderstood by Yi Haomiao and even the entire sect.
His throat seemed to be blocked by something.
He didn't know why, but somehow, he reached out and touched Sikong Qingying's head: "Leave everything to me, and I will arrange everything properly."
Sikong Qingying's face, which had not cooled down in the first place, turned even redder.
But her eyes did not dodge, but looked steadily at Lu Zicong, with pure trust in her eyes.
"Um."
A slight smile appeared on her face and she nodded firmly.