It was getting late, and Zhan Jieyu's body gradually gained temperature and became warmer, but she never woke up.
Lan Wu said: "Miss Zhan should wake up early tomorrow morning. Coma is a normal phenomenon, don't worry."
After saying that, she walked into the small kitchen and started cooking. Mei Qingchen walked in naturally, one started the fire and the other chopped vegetables, enjoying themselves. The heavy curtains were unintentionally hung on the wall, and the scene in the small kitchen sang softly.
See clearly.
Qingge blinked her dry eyes, and suddenly thought bitterly, would she and Ji Yue one day be like this, ignoring world affairs?
After the meal was cooked, Lan Wu served it to the table while it was still hot. Unfortunately, there was only one chair.
"Miss Ye, please sit down." Lan Wu said with a smile.
Qingge shook her head.
Mei Qingchen pushed Lan Wu down on the chair and said, "You are weak and have been tired for a day. You can't go on like this."
"Miss Ye is a guest." Lan Wu hesitated before speaking.
"She has a strong body and eats informally. She just needs to take care of herself..."
Mei Qingchen's voice stopped suddenly, and he looked at Lan Wu blankly, and Lan Wu also looked at him with a pair of autumn-colored black eyes.
Lan Wu opened her red lips slightly. She wanted to ask, how did you know she was strong and informal, but she didn't dare. She was afraid that the answer would make her collapse. If she continued to deceive herself in love, she would be trapped in a trap.
Mei Qingchen's back was quite stiff.
Qingge's eyebrows remained unchanged. She was holding a bowl full of rice and chopsticks. She had no appetite and concentrated on eating white rice.
"Achen, you are hungry too, please eat quickly."
Lan Wu said with a smile, took a piece of braised pork from the table and put it in Mei Qingchen's bowl, "Look, I made your favorite braised pork today. Although the meat is not authentic pork, it is Binggu."
The only animal meat is delicious, as long as the ingredients are well placed."
Mei Qingchen nodded and ate the food in silence.
Lan Wu smiled again and said: "Achen, after I woke up, your tastes have changed a lot. I remember that you hated eating meat before, but now you only love braised pork."
"Don't talk while eating." Mei Qingchen's face darkened and she suddenly said.
Lan Wu looked at Mei Qingchen in surprise, then pursed his lips and smiled, lowering his head to eat.
This meal was eaten very slowly, and the three of them were chewing their food carefully, not knowing how to taste it.
"Don't just eat white rice, eat something nutritious. No wonder you're so thin." Mei Qingchen glanced at Qingge, frowned, and said.
Lan Wu's eating movements were a little sluggish.
Qingge frowned, glanced at the food on the table, picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up a piece of braised pork. She seemed to have thought of something. After hesitating for a while, Qingge picked up a piece of tofu in the bowl next to her and ate it.
Lan Wu's black eyes looked carefully at Qing Ge's movements while picking vegetables. Suddenly, his pupils were filled with sadness.
"I'm full."
After finishing the rice in the bowl, Qingge walked out of the igloo.
Outside, the bright mercury moonlight sprinkled the entire ice valley, and the snow became heavier and heavier. I sang quietly and practiced cross-legged under a tree.
The spiritual energy in the Ice Valley is much purer and more abundant than that outside the valley. She has just broken through to the eleventh level of innateness. She can practice here much faster than outside, and get twice the result with half the effort.
It is true that practicing in such a cold place is extremely painful. The bone-chilling cold air ruthlessly penetrated into her pores and flowed through the limbs and bones of her body.
Qingge closed her eyes and lowered her eyes. Thick black eyelashes covered her eyelids, and the shadows were dark. She ignored the cold and desperately absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
Become stronger!
She couldn't wait and had no other thoughts.
Her man, her future husband, was climbing on another killing ground, so naturally she couldn't be lazy or content.
Walking through the snow with soft boots, the man walked up to Qingge and covered Qingge with a thick fox fur.
The spiritual energy whistling and swirling around Qingge's body suddenly disappeared, and she suddenly opened her narrow phoenix pupils, a pair of eyes, dark green!
She raised her face and looked at Mei Qingchen.
Mei Qingchen, who was standing in front of Qingge, met a pair of green eyes, her soul trembled, and her whole body seemed to be absorbed by the greenness in those eyes.
Mei Qingchen took a few steps back unconsciously, with a hint of panic in her eyes.
A pair of eyes like that are like the soul of a beast. Just the look of it can make people die without burial.
Mei Qingchen suddenly realized that the girl in front of her was strange.
Qingge stared at Mei Qingchen with cold eyes. She slowly raised her hand, and her dark sleeves slid down and piled up on her arms. Suddenly, her slender fingers clenched into fists, and there was a thunderous thunder, and the snow solidified.
In the sky, there is no more movement.
The Five Elements of Water and Frozen Water that Qingge inherited in the Taiji Hall were forged in the Ice Valley.
Time seems to stand still, despite the heavy snow.
Qingge stood up slowly, looked at Mei Qingchen quietly, dropped the fox fur on her body with a free and easy movement, and threw it to the ground. The moonlight fire spurted out, sweeping past, and under the burning of the moonfire, she stood up slowly.
Next, the fox fur turned into ashes and disappeared.
"Miss Lan will misunderstand." Qing Ge said distantly.
Mei Qingchen has his Miss Lan, and she also has her Mr. Ji. They each have their own happiness. She just wants Zhan Jieyu to wake up quickly and go on her way, and does not want to have any interaction with anyone named Mei.
"Are you angry with me?" Mei Qingchen asked gently.
"Mei Qingchen!"
Qingge's voice became a little louder, "Actually, I'm very grateful to you. If it weren't for you, I might not have discovered my feelings so quickly."
Mei Qingchen was speechless and dumb. His heart was full of cracks.
"Can I hug you?" he asked bitterly.
After a hug, let's forget about the past.
Qingge said coldly: "I'm afraid my men will be jealous."
If it needs to be broken, it must be broken, and it must not be dragged along.
Mei Qingchen carefully examined the woman's features under the moon, and they were still as stunning and picturesque as before.
The beauty of a woman is not the kind of beauty that is so thrilling that it makes the fish fall and the geese fall away, but the kind that is coquettish, stunning, and cold...
She is flamboyant and charming, but she can also make the surrounding temperature drop suddenly with one glance.
Mei Qingchen thought, maybe he missed a treasure.
But, can the things that have been missed be stitched back together?
The answer is of course no. Even if the broken mirror is reunited, there will still be cracks and it cannot be the same as before.
Mei Qingchen turned around lonely and walked into the igloo.
Inside the house, the candlelight was dim, and Lan Wu was lying on the table drowsily, holding a big cloak in his hand.
Hearing the faint sound of footsteps, she woke up like a frightened bird. She walked over anxiously and wanted to put the big cloak on Mei Qingchen, but she staggered and almost fell. Fortunately, Mei Qingchen had quick eyes and quick hands and caught her.
Got her.
Mei Qingchen lowered her eyes and looked at the woman in her arms, her heart melting.
"Is it cold?" Lan Wu breathed into his palm.
"It's not cold anymore."
It was really cold just now, not only the coldness of the ice valley, but also the coldness of the woman's words.
But now that Miss Lan saw him, she seemed to feel warmed up all of a sudden.
Emotional matters are like drinking water, knowing whether it is hot or cold.