At this moment, Yan Erling completely understood what Ouyang Li meant when he said that no one would come to harass him again.She also knew what Ouyang Li meant when he said that he would quit Zhuque Tower.Liang Jing'an may not know some things, but she does.Annihilate the Yiyuan Hall, exit the Zhuque Tower, and return to report to the emperor.Ouyang Li will not stay in Wuxi anymore.She secretly grabbed her left hand, focused her mind on Liang Jing'an.Can't hug or help, she always finds something else to do.

"I'm going to get some hot water!"

Liang Jing'an moved to make way for Yan Erling.Only when he heard the sound of thumping going downstairs, Liang Jing'an closed the door tightly with his palm, and fell on the ground at the same time.Blood spattered, staining the ground in front of him red.Liang Jing'an couldn't stop panting, pinching her sleeves with great effort to wipe off the blood on the ground.She was hit by the master of the ape hall, and she has endured the blood for a long time...

Let his sword shine, let his life and death hang in the balance.None of this has anything to do with Su Glaze.What Su Ying was worried about was whether the pottery blanks that had been made with great difficulty could be finished on time.When the pottery was ready, the night was deep.Su Ying's heart is like an arrow, and she would rather go back to the inn to sleep with a lantern and walk on the mountain road.But when he reached the door of the guest room, he hesitated whether he would wake Cai Xiaowen or not.

Carefully pushing open the door, the room was pitch black.It seems that Cai Xiaowen is asleep.Su Yan extinguished the lantern, walked slowly into the room, touched the candlestick on the table, and lit it with a torch.After this point, only a ghostly cry from Su Yang...

"Ah! Ahh!"

Cai Xiaowen sat by the bed, raised his long-haired shawl head resentfully: "Senior Sister?"

"Ahh... little mosquito! You don't sleep at night and pretend to be a ghost!" Su Qing supported the table and pressed her chest to pant, resentful: What good is it to scare me to death!Scared me to death, will you be a little widow for the rest of your life!

She managed to catch her breath.Bending over the table to find another large lampstand.Now that Cai Xiaowen is awake, she wants to brighten up the room.Others scare people to death.I just touched the lampstand, and I haven't put the torch on the wick yet.Su Huang's hand trembled suddenly, and the Huozhezi fell headlong on the table, and nothing could be ignited.

Cai Xiaowen stretched out his arms from behind his waist, and put his arms around Su Ying's waist.

"Senior Sister, I miss you..." This was Cai Xiaowen's heartfelt voice for the past two days. After experiencing today's life and death, he really couldn't hide it anymore.

Su Ying's eyes widened, but she couldn't figure out what was going on.After so many times when things went against her wishes, her first reaction was to wonder what kind of surprise this time would end with.It's a pity that Cai Xiaowen missed the point when she spoke so bluntly and directly.

"Senior Sister, I miss you, I miss you so much that I can't sleep." She actually joked about Cai Xiaowen in a foreign dialect with a smile!After turning around, she deserved to be scared again by Cai Xiaowen's tears: "Xiaowen, what's wrong?! Why are you crying?!"

"No..." Cai Xiaowen's tears rolled down his cheeks as if encouraged by Su Ying's question: "I haven't seen you for two days, and I miss you." During the day, Cai Xiaowen Wen came back as if fleeing from Wuxi, originally wishing to go to the pottery kiln to find Su Yang and confide in her fears.But she thought about it again, even if she couldn't walk the rivers and lakes alone like the girl in black who was the shopkeeper with little ears, at least she had to grow up a little, and she couldn't always make her senior sister worry about herself.So she decided not to tell Su Ying that she almost died today.After making up her mind, she was still eager to see Su Ying, so she untied her hair tie and sat by the bed to wait.He didn't know until he was hungry, and he didn't know until it was dark, so there was a scene that scared Su Ying half to death.

"Ouch, didn't you see me again yesterday? I'm going to cry now..." Su Ying smiled helplessly, and gently stroked the little stupid pig in her arms: "Who told you to shape up so fast? You don't know The picture my master gave me is so difficult. The spout, the lid of the pot... oh, why are you crying again. Don't cry, don't cry, little mosquito... my little mosquito...don't cry..."

"Who is the little mosquito?" Cai Xiaowen pouted and looked up in Su Ying's arms, tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes.

"You..." Su Ying was hit by Cai Xiaowen's delicious touch on the soft spot in the center, and couldn't help but kiss her forehead lightly: "My little mosquito..."

This declaration of affiliation warmed Cai Xiaowen's heart inexplicably.She lowered her head and wiped her tears on Su Fang's sleeves, choked up and said, "I'm so afraid that I won't see you. I'm more afraid of not seeing you than death." Today when she closed her eyes and waited for death, she had such thoughts.

Hearing these irrelevant words, Su Qing frowned slightly, pushed her arm to hold Cai Xiaowen's shoulder, and looked serious: "Xiaowen, what happened there? Tell me."

Cai Xiaowen shook her head vigorously, covering her face with her long hair: "Today...go out to play with Xiao Er. She, she passed out suddenly on the road. I'm afraid that if I faint like this, I won't see you again. What should I do if it doesn't reach you..." Cai Xiaowen decided not to tell Su Ying the whole story.But she couldn't lie, so she had to.

"Pfft..." Su Qing felt relieved, and said with a smile: "What are you worrying about. She fainted, maybe she didn't have enough breakfast, or maybe her menstruation is coming, and her menstrual blood is irregular. You don't have these problems, don't worry Yes. Don’t cry now, do you?”

It is also possible to be poisoned, or to be killed... Cai Xiaowen shook his head, suppressed the fear in his heart, and put his head on Su Qing's shoulder: "Senior sister, I am homesick... I now know that the world is not what I want. Maybe the ordinary life at home is the best." Cai Xiaowen sat by the bed and thought for an entire afternoon, and this was the result of her thinking.To put it bluntly, she is not a child of the rivers and lakes, unable to play with swords and eyes, love and hatred.She is a potter who kneads mud.

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