Window Han Xiling

Master Fang's condition was repeated, and even Zhuo Zhuo, who would make fun of him the most, was much quieter. The pink skirt was replaced by moon white, and the person changed from peach blossom to pear blossom, delicate and clean.

Jing Xing handled affairs on behalf of the leader, and Zhuo Zhuo was a woman, so naturally she couldn't take care of her personally, and it was Qi Ao who served by the bedside every day.

Although her second elder brother was unreliable, Shi Ji was very patient and took care of her carefully. The medicine soup had to be delivered by him.

But Qian Qiuxue could see clearly, the eyes of this dutiful son and virtuous grandson were as cold as a wolf.

What a hassle, she thought.

In the middle of the night, Master Fang vomited blood again, and went to see him in the middle of the night.

Qian Qiuxue is already eighteen, so naturally she can't be in the same courtyard as her master, so Zhuo Zhuo asked her to open up a small courtyard for her, and always find her for drinks.

The mentor and apprentice for many years have become friends.

Zhuo Zhuo packed up, carried the lantern and walked to the place where Master Fang lived, holding the lantern with one hand, slender, white and well-defined.

Zhuo Zhuo had heard the footsteps behind him a long time ago, his back was tensed, but he relaxed when that person approached.

"What are you doing out there?"

Qian Qiuxue held the lantern in his left hand, and answered the wrong question: "Master, put your hands in the cloak, it's cold."

The light from the glazed lamp shone on her jade-like face, making her even more like a monster.

"Your master, how can I be so delicate?" Zhuo Zhuo sneered, but still put his hand back.

"Master's illness has gotten worse?"

Zhuo Zhuo frowned, and said: "Yes. Brother Qi Ao took care of him with all his heart, but somehow he was still powerless."

"Life is a matter of life and death." Qian Qiuxue sighed lightly, and said, "Master, don't be too sad."

Zhuozhuo nodded.

Although they are not licking blood on the tip of a knife, their life is by no means peaceful, and they take life and death very lightly.

But no matter how indifferent it is, it is life and death.

Life and death, Qi Pengshang is a fallacy in the end.

Zhuo Zhuo looked at Qian Qiuxue and said, "How is your body?"

Qian Qiuxue raised her hand, her wrist was pale and weak, and said with a smile: "I can hardly hold the sword."

I don't know who it was back then, who was able to deal such a heavy hand on a half-grown child.

"wait."

Qian Qiuxue stopped and waited for her.

Zhuo Zhuo took out a hairpin from his sleeve, and said: "Didn't the one you broke last time, this is for you."

The fragrance is heavy but not heavy, like sandalwood but not sandalwood, lingering around the tip of a person's nose, lingering.

"Thank you, Master." Qian Qiuxue didn't show any emotion, but her eyes were full of smiles, and said, "Why don't Master help me put it on?"

Zhuo Zhuo didn't refuse, and said: "Then lower your head."

He was obviously not as tall as her three years ago, how did he grow up, he was taller than her.

What Qian Qiuxue was wearing was a bamboo hairpin, the carver was pretty good, when Zhuo Zhuo took it off, her hair immediately fell apart.

Qian Qiuxue's hair was waist-length, flying in the wind and snow, and there was a half-smile at the corner of her mouth, looking at it this way, she looked even less like a ghost.

It's so beautiful that it makes people shudder.

Zhuo Zhuo put the hairpin on her, and put her hair back together.

Playing with the bamboo hairpin in his hand, Zhuo Zhuo said: "You did it, you did a good job." After saying that, he put it in his sleeve.

Qian Qiuxue stopped her and said, "Master, no."

Zhuo Zhuo said: "Why not?"

Qian Qiuxue said: "I have worn it."

"I know," Zhuo Zhuo said, "It also smells like acacia."

Qian Qiuxue blushed, she was absent-minded, the ground was slippery, and she almost threw the glazed lamp out.

"Give it to me, Master." Qian Qiuxue's ears were about to bleed, "I'll make a better one for Master."