Tsing Yi Fu

The days passed quickly, and it was the twelfth lunar month in a blink of an eye, and the new year was approaching.

After these few months of recuperation, Su Yi's body has almost recovered.During this time, Luo Qingjue sent someone to bring him many precious medicinal herbs to nourish his body, and Su Yi knew that it was because Luo Qingjue felt guilty towards him.

If you ask if Su Yi hates it?Does he hate it?In fact, it is not hatred, but resentment, which is suffering.Resentment, God is unfair.Bitter, the days of waiting are long.

Since what he saw in his dream last time, his infatuation with Luo Qingjue has become more determined.It's not easy to love someone, since the fate of the previous life is unfinished, then in this life, Su Yi has to draw a fruit.

The sky outside the window turned white, and Su Yi gently got up from the bed.The people around him seemed to be startled, and they let out a dissatisfied dream.

Su Yi was startled, then turned to look at the people around him.Luo Qingjue slept peacefully, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her beautiful collarbone was exposed to the air.

In a moment of emotion, she leaned over and gently kissed Luo Qingjue's cheek.Su Yi smiled, the sleeping Luo Qingjue was the most likable.

Resisting the discomfort in his body, he got out of bed slowly, looked back at Luo Qingjue, and Su Yi sighed heavily.

When Luo Qingjue's toxicity flares up, his desire is always particularly strong.Not long ago, Dugu Shuo found a few prostitutes for him to detoxify, but in the end, those young men couldn't bear Luo Qingjue's torture and almost died.

I don't know which quack doctor with a sense of morality saw Su Yi and said that he was a natural recipient and could just relieve the poison.

Natural recipient?Su Yi wanted to laugh, but who would have thought that his biggest dream was to overwhelm Luo Qingjue?

After changing into the blue shirt, Su Yi came to the mirror and stared blankly at the person in the mirror.Su Yi hasn't looked in the mirror for a long time, because he hates the face in the mirror.It's even more because he hates Luo Qingjue's murmurs in his mouth when they are making love at night: "A Jin..."

Every time Luo Qingjue yelled, his heart ached even more, and he couldn't breathe due to the pain.Sometimes he wants to escape this kind of torture, but he is reluctant to bear this only chance to have "intimate" contact with Luo Qingjue.

Su Yi smiled wryly, it turned out that he was so sad.

The gorgeous room gradually brightened up, Su Yi knew that it was time for him to leave, if Luo Qingjue woke up and saw that he hadn't left yet, maybe he would think of some way to torture him.Thinking of this, Su Yi shivered slightly.Turning around, he reluctantly glanced at the person on the bed, and walked out the door without hesitation.

The cold wind was blowing outside the door, Su Yi rubbed his hands, and hurried back to his room to warm up.He had just taken a few steps when he suddenly collided with someone.

Su Yi's body was already uncomfortable, and he almost fell down after such a bump.When he stood still and looked at the person who hit him, he sighed helplessly.

After the man saw Su Yi's reaction, he curled his lips in disdain: "Hey, I didn't hit you on purpose, I'm very busy and don't have time to find fault with you."

Su Yi didn't bother to talk to him, just about to leave, he suddenly glanced at the box in his hand, paused, and asked, "Xiao Shuo, is this Qing Jue's antidote?"

"..."

Dugu Shuo didn't say a word, it was acquiescence.Su Yi raised his brows with joy: "Really? Very good, finally made an antidote."

Dugu Shuo shook his head: "Don't be too happy too soon. Dr. Xiao said that this medicine can only reduce the number of poisoning attacks on my brother. It will take a long time to completely detoxify."

Su Yi lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Seeing the gradually dimming light in Su Yi's eyes, Dugu Shuo felt a sense of pleasure in his heart.The corners of his mouth slightly raised, he straightened his back and walked into the room.

……

After some time, the antidote was indeed effective, and Luo Qingjue's toxic attacks had almost been reduced to once a month.

Baiyun Canggou, Baiju crosses the gap.In the blink of an eye, the second New Year at Luo's house was ushered in.

Over the past year, Luo Qingjue's attitude towards Su Yi has somewhat changed.Even if you don't love it, you won't be embarrassed.

On the thirty of this year, Luo Qingjue brought Su Yi down the mountain to buy new clothes for an unprecedented time.Su Yi was naturally very happy, this was the first time Luo Qingjue offered to buy himself new clothes.

As soon as the carriage stopped at the market, Su Yi couldn't wait to jump out of the carriage.Accidentally stepped on a stone and leaned back.The next moment he fell into a warm embrace, Su Yi froze.

Luo Qingjue pulled Su Yi out of her arms, and frowned lightly: "You're such an adult, be careful."

Su Yi's eyes were moist, he seemed to have seen the Luo Qingjue who loved him so much.

"Okay, let's go." Luo Qingjue patted Su Yi, turned around and walked into the shop.

Su Yi came back to his senses and showed a big smile: "Well, wait for me."

As soon as he stepped into the store, Su Yi's eyes widened in shock.

This should be the largest clothing shop that Su Yi has ever seen, and it seems that it only sells men's clothing.

Su Yi walked around, and was immediately dazzled by the dazzling array of clothes and accessories inside. Luo Qingjue sat aside, looking at him with great interest.

Su Yi blushed slightly, happily chose a few green clothes, and ran to the jade shelf to browse. Soon, Su Yi found what he wanted.

With just one glance, Su Yi fell in love with this jade flute. The color of this flute is like snow, and the whole body is crystal clear.Gently hold it in your hand, the size is moderate, and it feels cool and smooth.

Thinking that his own was "accidentally" broken by Dugu Shuo not long ago, he would not refuse to ask Luo Qingjue to buy another one now.

Just as Su Yi was lost in thought, Luo Qingjue quietly came to his side, snatched the flute into his hand, and asked with a smile, "What? Want it?"

Su Yi looked sincerely and nodded his head like pounding garlic.

Luo Qingjue glanced at him with a faint smile.Pulling Su Yi to the counter, he put the flute on the counter.

The owner of the clothes shop immediately smiled obsequiously and said, "Being objective and good, this jade flute was made by Mr. Shangguan's painstaking efforts. There is only one in the world."

Su Yi's eyes lit up: "You mean Le Xian Shangguan Qixiu?"

"Exactly, the young master has also heard of him."

Su Yi nodded, and soon fell into deep thought.

It was at a poetry club a few years ago, Su Yi happened to hear the sound of his flute.Su Yi can still remember that tune until now, the tune is not bland but just right and exciting, just like the sound of nature.

When he came back to his senses, Su Yi couldn't wait to want this flute to be his own, and hurriedly said: "Boss, how much is this?"

The boss smiled: "Five hundred gold."

The corner of Su Yi's mouth twitched, isn't this too expensive?Turning to look at Luo Qingjue, Su Yi showed a pitiful look.

A cunning flashed quickly in Luo Qingjue's eyes, he shrugged: "I didn't bring so much money."

Now Su Yi is in a hurry, and finally understands what is meant by "poor people have less wishful thinking".

Luo Qingjue found it interesting, and wanted to tease Su Yi for a while.The next moment someone picked up the flute on the table, and a lonely voice sounded: "They can't afford it, I will."

Luo Qingjue froze, and slowly turned to look at the man.

Su Yi was also stunned, and a sense of fear spread.If this person came back, wouldn't my hard work over the past year be in vain?

Nangong Jin smiled at the two people who were stunned, and hung the jade flute in his hand on his waist.Focusing on Su Yi, she leaned over and lightly kissed Luo Qingjue's lips.

After the kiss, Luo Qingjue came back to his senses, and said softly: "When did you come back? Why didn't you know me?"

Nangong Jin didn't answer, but gently touched Luo Qingjue's face, and asked tenderly: "I want this flute."

At this time, Luo Qingjue only had Nangong Jin in his eyes, how could he remember Su Yi.Without the slightest hesitation, he said, "Okay, buy it if you like it."

Su Yi's eyes turned red with anger, and his whole body trembled slightly.

Nangong Jin smiled proudly at Su Yi, then turned around and walked out the door, saying: "Qing Jue, I'll wait for you at home, you can help me pay for this flute."

Luo Qingjue nodded, turned around and said to the boss: "The money is in my account."

"Luo Qingjue..." Su Yi's whole body trembled violently, and he roared angrily.

Hearing the roar, Luo Qingjue looked at Su Yi coldly, without any trace of warmth in his eyes.

For a moment Su Yi seemed to fall into the abyss, it was over, everything was over.Luo Qingjue looked at him like this again, why?Why did Nangong Jin come back like this?He is not reconciled, not reconciled.

Su Yi was still in grief, when suddenly a heavy money bag was stuffed into his hand.

Luo Qingjue twitched the corners of her mouth: "Buy what you like, and I'll give you the money. I left beforehand."

"Hey..." Su Yi opened his mouth, but he had already run away.Su Yi's eyes dimmed, and tears gradually fell down.

At night, he returned to Luo's house.

Dragging his exhausted body to Luo Qingjue's room, he originally wanted to return the money to him, but when Su Yi heard intermittent groans coming from the room, he broke the door paper without hesitation.

Su Yi looked at the spring in the room without moving, tears wet his clothes.He had never seen Luo Qingjue like that before, his eyes were full of doting, and his movements were full of tenderness.Nangong Jin under him raised his head comfortably, clinging tightly to Luo Qingjue.

At this moment, Su Yi felt that this is called Huanai.Only when there is love can one be happy, but when Luo Qingjue makes love with herself, there is only endless torture and pain.

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In the spring of the following year, all things sprout new buds, a scene of revitalization with a warm spring and warm breeze.

This should have been a beautiful season, however, Dugu Shuo suddenly fell ill.

Because the culprit who caused Dugu Shuo's illness was Su Yi, Luo Qingjue's previous pity for him was swept away, replaced by more hatred and disgust.

At this time, Su Yi was chained to the bed, and an old Taoist priest in front of him held a cold iron in his hand, and said solemnly to Luo Qingjue, who was drinking tea leisurely on the chair: "Ready, you can start taking the goblin's hair." Naidan."

Su Yi struggled desperately, shaking his head in horror.No, no, he doesn't want to.Tears kept rolling down, he still didn't believe that Luo Qingjue would be so ruthless.

Then, a cold voice came to his ears: "Well, hurry up, Xiao Shuo is waiting for his inner alchemy to save his life."

The Taoist nodded, and the next moment the cold iron tool was inserted into Su Yi's chest.

While the blood was splashing everywhere, Su Yi yelled hysterically: "Ah—it hurts—"

But Su Yi didn't know that the pain had just begun...

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