Baili Feiyue watched him quietly and said calmly, "I never took it to heart."
The young man was stunned for a moment, then he narrowed his eyes and smiled, revealing the beautiful dimples on his cheeks, "Then Sister, are you following me?"
"Hands out."
The young man stretched out a hand suspiciously, and a string of beads with a very special texture instantly covered his wrist.
The beads were cool as soon as they were put on my wrists, but soon they gradually became warmer.
The temperature was not high, but it slowly came over and instantly warmed his body, which was slightly hypothermic at the moment.
He knows this stuff.
Back in Xiyue Kingdom, my sister's master 'robbed' a family heirloom from the hands of a rich man in Xiyue.
When worn, this thing has the effect of being warm in winter and cool in summer, and will change according to the body temperature of the wearer.
You can imagine how precious it is.
Apart from being extremely precious and extraordinary, there is nothing else like it in the world. The most important thing is that this is something given to my sister by her master.
Perhaps in the eyes of Ajie, Master, this is just a trivial gadget, given to her to play with. But in Ajie's heart, is this an ordinary treasure?
It's not the first time he's seen it, or even the first time he's worn it.
My sister had also worn it for him before.
The young man lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covering his expression, "Sister... what are you..."
"Give it to you."
"Sister, this is something your master gave you." The young man said softly.
"What he gave to me is naturally mine." This means that of course she has the right to decide whether to give away her things.
The young man's eyes flashed slightly. After a moment, he raised his eyes and suddenly laughed softly.
Baili Feiyue has seen such a smile before.
When she had just detoxified the boy in front of her of his body.
It was a smile that made people feel extremely comfortable and beautiful.
Like willow silk in spring, like the cool breeze in summer, like the stream in autumn, like the warm sun in winter.
If you see it once, you will never forget that smile for the rest of your life.
He blinked, "Since it's from Sister, I'll accept it without any courtesy~"
He tilted his head slightly and smiled like a Persian cat, "Sister gave me such a precious thing, but I don't have anything to give as a gift in return, so I'll give you a hug as a thank you!"
Baili Feiyue's red lips whispered, "Get out."
The young man is not upset either.
He looked at her quietly for a moment and said, "Sister, doctors can't heal themselves completely. I'm about to leave. Let me feel your pulse."
Baili Feiyue glanced at him, and she was right.
But she doesn't feel there is any big problem with her body now.
What's more, Qian Yuse, the cousin, and Jiuer Baobao, the daughter, both have good medical skills.
But medical skills are not the same thing, and everyone who studies medicine will not be good at exactly the same thing.
Ling Duannian taught himself medical skills in a short period of time, and he is truly an absolute genius.
In terms of medical skills, Baili Feiyue is very respectful and serious.
"good."
Then he said, "I'll show it to you too."
His face looked bad to the naked eye.
The young man's eyes were crooked, "Thank you, sister~"
In order to make it easier to feel my pulse, I found a stone nearby that I could sit on.
Ling Duannian's subordinates made some brief preparations. The two sat down opposite each other and exchanged wrists to check their pulse.
Before she could continue to explore and understand, Ling Duannian withdrew his hand.
Facing Baili Feiyue's questioning look, the young man said seriously, "Sister's pulse is a bit weird, I have to concentrate on it."
When he said this, Baili Feiyue had no choice but to hold back temporarily.
But as time passed by, the young man still had no intention of letting go of her wrist.
Because of the close distance and the calmness now, Baili Feiyue could even smell the faint fragrance of the young man mixed with the faint smell of blood.
The evening breeze blew by, and the young man opposite couldn't hold it back and coughed slightly.
"Okay, if you can't see it, you can't see it. If you don't let it go, if I weren't a doctor, I would mistakenly think that I have a terminal illness."
Baili Feiyue made a gesture to withdraw her hand, only to find that her hand was almost held by the other party.
She looked over and saw the young man's serious look, as if he didn't notice that he was checking his pulse too hard.
He frowned in disapproval, "Sister, don't talk nonsense, I was wrong. Sister, your physique is indeed a bit special, but it's not a big problem."
In the electric light and flint, Baili Feiyue understood something and said calmly, "Yeah."
The young man smiled and said, "Sister, let's go. It's getting dark soon. If that so-and-so doesn't go back after seeing you, he might get mad again."
Baili Feiyue lowered her eyes, and her gaze fell on her wrist.
The four fingers of the young man's pulse on her wrist were still there. No, it should be said that they were holding her wrist tightly now, with no intention of letting go.
Ling Duanian's eyes followed Baili Feiyue's, as if he had just discovered it, he let go of her calmly, "Well, I forgot."
Baili Feiyue didn't say anything.
"I'm leaving, sister."
You have to let go eventually.
The young man had already stood up, turned around and left without looking back.
Before he was about to get on the carriage, he still didn't look back, but his voice drifted over, "Ling Jing can always trust Ling Xiaojiu, Ling Xiaojiu will always be the Ling Xiaojiu who wants his sister to be happy."
…
The setting moon is like a hook, and when the evening wind rises, the grass and trees all over the mountain are moving and rustling. Under the cold moon, the carriage goes farther and farther.
The young man in the carriage looked at the setting moon on the mountain in the distance with an indifferent expression.
But suddenly, he couldn't suppress the sweet taste anymore and spat it out.
The shadow guard in the carriage knelt down in shock, "Your Majesty!"
The young man coughed a few times, suppressed the itchiness in his throat, and snorted softly, "You actually let me go, haha."
"Lord, please take care of yourself!"
The young man tilted his head and looked nonchalantly at the night outside the carriage. A slight smile on his lips was blown by the wind, gentle and vague, "I have to live a few more years, otherwise my sister will be bullied.
No one stood up for her."
Changsun Wuji deliberately gave him an opportunity and made dangerous moves to force him to take action. This way, his sister could see his thoughts clearly and use a move to drain the fire.
And he used a trick to make a bet on the status of himself and his eldest grandson Wuji in his sister's heart. He bet that her sister might have more than a sister-brother relationship with him.
No matter what kind of feelings Auntie has for him, he knows clearly that after he does these things this time, Auntie will definitely see her true intentions.
Haha, is it just acting? He knows in his heart how much truth there is...
The young man curled his lips somewhat self-deprecatingly.
Changsun Wuji is more ruthless than him.
He really couldn't hurt his sister regardless of her wishes.
When he said those words and did those things to his abducted sister, he didn't even know whether he expected her more to have feelings for him that surpassed those of his siblings, or whether he expected her to see clearly her feelings for her eldest grandson Wuji.
So that you can follow your own heart and stop being sad.
But one thing is certain, he and Changsun Wuji both did stupid things. Sister is neither the sister Changsun Wuji imagined nor the sister he imagined.
Changsun Wuji found out, didn't he, so he compromised.
And he also lost, but Changsun Wuji didn't win either.
He didn't make a wedding dress for his eldest grandson Wuji, he put a wedding dress on his sister!
For Changsun Wuji, he is a thorn in his eye. If one day he can't stand up to his sister, he will not let him go!
Shadow Guard has been with Ling Duan Nian for many years, and is also the person closest to him and the person he sees the most.
He banged his head heavily on the floor of the carriage and spoke in a rude voice, "Since your lord can't bear to do it this time, please forget it in the future!"
Ling Duannian's eyes turned to him dimly, and the shadow guard remained silent.
The young man looked at him for a long time, then started laughing.
With a pale complexion and an elf-like smile, everything in the world seemed to have lost its color.
"You don't have to worry, I'm afraid I won't see you again."
"My lord..."
"Let's get on our way."
"yes……!"
Baili Feiyue, who was at the three-way intersection, watched Ling Duannian's carriage disappear when she heard the faint sound of carriage wheels coming from behind her.
Soon, a carriage stopped beside her.
"It's out of sight."
The low voice coming from the carriage was extremely carefree, but Baili Feiyue's eyelids twitched.