Yun Qiao reached out and took the medicine packet from his palm, feeling the coldness when it touched his palm.
His hands were very cold, like cold jade that had been moistened for a long time in an ice cellar.
"Thank you, you are considerate." She said.
She turned and left.
Xi Lanting went to Luoxia Peak every morning and evening; he waited for half a month for Yunqiao to come.
At that time, he knew that his plan was more than half successful.
Yun Qiao already had his shadow in his heart.
That day they met at Luoxia Peak. He called him Master, and she nodded in reply, but said no more words. The darkness gradually enveloped them, and the outlines of the two people seemed to be blurred.
I can't see the person's face clearly, and it seems like there is an extra layer of protection.
Yun Qiao finally spoke: "How did you know I'm afraid of snakes?"
"I discovered it by accident," he replied.
Yun Qiao: "My young prince, although you are my disciple, you will not be able to stay in the Divine Witch Clan in the future. You have to go back to the human race. You don't have much time to study, so you should pay more attention and don't get distracted by such unimportant things.
"
"What counts as insignificant?"
"It doesn't matter if you please Master."
"What if I don't please Master?" Xi Lanting's voice was light and empty, adding a touch of holiness and innocence in the moonlit night, "I just want to please you."
Yun Qiao moved in her arms, and she wanted to turn over in her sleep.
Xi Lanting hugged her tightly, and his thoughts returned from that night to this night.
Whether that sentence was a lie or sincere, Xi Lanting didn't know.
He had recalled that moonlit night countless times.
Yun Qiao walked towards Luoxia Peak, and towards him, she was dragging herself and the Divine Witch Clan into the abyss, but she was unaware of it. Her memories were always very bleak, and the surroundings were all dim.
Until now, Xi Lanting can recall all the events at the time and found that his mood at that time was brighter than the sunset - not the elation after the conspiracy was successful, but a kind of intoxicating joy.
The sunset and the people that day will always be locked in his heart.
In the long years that followed, no one could enter his heart; he had never seen such a beautiful sunset or sunset, and no one had ever moved him so much that he almost lost himself when he walked towards him.
His heart already has a master.
It's just that he is stupid and attributes all those throbbing and joy to the unbearableness, greed and selfishness brought to him by the human blood in his body.
"Joer." He called her in a low voice.
The man in his arms was half asleep and half awake, muttering quietly.
"I was wrong." he said.
No one responded.
Yun Qiao buried her head on his chest and smelled the familiar scent. She continued to fall asleep, and her sleep was particularly solid and sweet.
"Don't be angry anymore," he said.
Yun Qiao woke up at around five o'clock the next morning. There was a slight autumn breeze outside the curtain, it was cool and quiet, and unknown birds woke up earlier than she did, singing lightly on the branches.
Xi Lanting is still sleeping soundly.
In the thin light, his outline was not very clear, giving him a youthful air for no reason.
Yun Qiao saw that he was in a good mood, so she leaned over and pecked him gently on the lips.
Xi Lanting seemed to wake up with a start or as if she was dreaming. He put his arms around her waist and let her lie on his chest.
"Are you in such a good mood?" he asked, his voice hoarse and slow as he had not yet woken up, gently scratching Yun Qiao's eardrums.
"Good morning." Yun Qiao smiled.
Xi Lanting: "No, I didn't sleep enough."
He pulled the quilt over his and Yun Qiao's heads, and said to her in a low voice: "Sleep a little longer."
It's really comfortable to go back to the cage.
When Yun Qiao woke up again, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and the scorching sun squeezed in through the gaps in the curtains, filling the room with brightness.