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White smoke was rising and dense, and Yi Baixue accidentally burned his hand when he raised it to pick up the stove. He yelled in pain, put his right index finger in his mouth, and changed the other hand to take it. In the end, Murong Qian just watched from the side, and didn't go forward to ask Qie, he was completely determined to separate from Yi Baixue, and at this moment, he couldn't procrastinate.

It wasn't until Hua Shenchi came late and chatted with Yi Baixue that he realized the redness and swelling of the latter's index finger. He put Yi Baixue's hand in front of him and looked at it for a long time before taking out a bag from his bosom. A box of ointment came, "It's not serious, at least it won't leave a scar."

Murong Qian sat outside the house from the beginning to the end, watching the movement in the house quietly. He felt that he was very childish, and would be taken aback by Yi Baixue's closeness with Hua Shenchi. He felt that his mood was a little hard to calm down. On the verge of danger, if he continues to keep Yi Baixue by his side, he will probably collapse due to many emotions such as tastelessness, self-blame, low self-esteem, and guilt.

In the end, he didn't want himself and Yi Baixue to become as entangled as Duanyue and Yeluo. After everything in front of him settled, he decided to go to his biological parents to learn a whole body of skills, and he would come back after he returned from his studies. Come to Yi Baixue's side, and then he will be able to apologize to him properly, so that he will only swing the knife for him in his life.

The night wind blowing outside the corridor made the lantern shake, Yi Baixue called Murong Qian three times, the latter pretended not to hear, just stared at the bright moon in the night sky, and Hua Shenchi walked to the door, Murong Qian thought he was going to be Yi Baixue Unexpectedly, Hua Shenchi was just leaning against the door with his hands crossed, looking at the moon together with him.

The wind was blowing and the clouds were blowing, the courtyard was full of flowers, and Bai Xue was quietly adjusting the temperature of the bath water in the house. Hua Shenchi looked at the house, then at Murong Qian, and said calmly after a long while, "Now Yeluo hasn't caught her yet." Let's go back to the house."

Recalling Yeluo's cruelty, Murong Qian still had lingering fears, so he stopped being awkward, turned around and walked into the house, just stepped into the house, Hua Shenchi closed the carved wooden door, but Murong Qian suddenly remembered the person who wanted to cook noodles for him little maid.

It has been more than an hour since he and Yi Baixue came back from the dining hall, and the pot was already in the pot before leaving, it didn't make sense until now it was not cooked, and suddenly remembered the swallowtail in the water tank, Murong Qian suddenly raised his head, tangled for a while, After all, human life is at stake and he cannot be willful, so he honestly confessed about the little maid.

Unexpectedly, after Hua Shenchi heard this, he took out a cloth bag from his sleeve. The cloth bag was opened, and there were two steamed buns inside. Go inside to see if there is any supper, the door is locked then..."

Yi Baixue was even more puzzled, "Then where did you get the steamed buns?" Hua Shenchi looked into his eyes and told the truth, "When I came back, I went to Shen Sheng's place, and he took four for dinner. According to his appetite, there are no more than two steamed buns, so there must be some left over."

Yi Baixue's hand that was going to grab the steamed bun paused in the air, then turned to rub Murong Qian's head, "So this steamed bun was snatched from Shen Sheng's mouth?"

Seeing that Yi Baixue refused to eat, Hua Shenchi rewrapped the linen cloth and put it back into his sleeve, "He brought four, but he ate half of them, and the rest were placed on the tea table. When I saw him , he is still chewing in his mouth, he probably won't be able to finish it tonight."

Hua Shenchi was talking about Shen Sheng, but Murong Qian's heart was attached to the little maid who cooked the noodles, not for other reasons, but because he saw a swallowtail butterfly when fetching water, he had seen this swallowtail no less than three times in the pear blossom forest. I didn't pay attention to it once, and it came into my eyes the next two times. Now that I think about it, this swallow butterfly is probably inextricably linked with Yeluo, and it is more likely that she is the medium for drugging her.

Thinking about it this way, leaving the little maid alone in the back kitchen is tantamount to putting a piece of fat in front of the tiger's den. Now that she has not come to send the noodles, I am afraid that her life or death is uncertain.

Murong Qian was anxious, but he didn't dare to go alone, so he grabbed Yi Baixue's sleeve and explained the seriousness of the situation, "The color of the swallowtail is unusual, it must be a thing of Yeluo, the back kitchen There are a lot of firewood and sundries in the middle, and it is easier to hide people. She has been in the future for so long, I'm afraid it's... I'm afraid it's..."

Yi Baixue rubbed Murong Qian's head and comforted him, "I'll go and take a look with you, don't cry, Brother Xue is here, you just need to feel at ease." The more Yi Baixue said this, the more guilty Murong Qian felt. It became clearer, for a moment he wanted to just throw himself into Yi Baixue's arms and act like a spoiled child, but he restrained himself because of his reason.

The knock on the door sounded at the right time, interrupting Murong Qian's chaotic thoughts, the visitor came to the room through the door and said, "I was called by the old lady to clean the Buddhist hall when I was cooking noodles, so I came a bit late, and the noodles have already been cooked." After the young master cooked it, he left it at the door, and the old lady called me again, so she didn't stay any longer, and I hope the young master will forgive me."

After the sound of footsteps disappeared, Yi Baixue opened the door. There was a red tray on the ground in front of the threshold. Inside the tray was a large bowl of hot noodles, some vegetables and corn on top, and a row of sliced ​​meat. , the smell of meat rushed towards his face, causing Yi Baixue's stomach to growl unconsciously.

The hot noodle soup was brought to the table by Yi Baixue. He poked the sauced meat in the bowl with his chopsticks and exclaimed, "This girl's craftsmanship is superb. Whoever can marry as a wife in the future will be lucky. If I remember correctly, Shen Chi The elder should have not eaten dinner, why don't you invite the elder first?"

Hua Shenchi glanced at the bowl, closed his eyes, put out an air of otherworldliness and declined Yi Baixue's kindness, Yi Baixue smiled happily, and then put the sauced meat in front of Murong Qian and shook it Akira, "Xiao Qian, would you like to eat more?"

Murong Qian's eyes were wide open, and his heart was terrified, his ears were the most aura, and the aura often caused him to be frightened. For example, right now, he can clearly tell that the person who sent the face is not the little maid at all, and the voice is different , The footsteps are different, and even the tone of voice is very different.

Seeing Murong Qian's expression, Yi Baixue also sensed that something was wrong, looked outside the door, then put her gaze into the bowl, hesitated for a long time, and then said to Hua Shenchi, "Elder Shenchi may have detected something wrong in this face. No medicine?"

Hearing this, Hua Shenchi took out a needle bag from his sleeve, took a silver needle from it and pierced it into the noodle soup, took it out for a while to check, there was no sign of blackening, so he dipped some noodle soup with his little finger and put it in his mouth, tasted it a little, "In my opinion there is no medication."

However, Murong Qian couldn't rest assured no matter what, and his intuition told him that this bowl of noodles would not be so simple, otherwise why would that person specially deliver it to his door?In order to make Murong Qian feel at ease, Yi Baixue took the buns to the window and threw them away, then sat in front of the coffee table and ate the steamed buns face to face with Hua Shenchi.

Murong Qian looked at the dry steamed bun in Yi Baixue's hand, feeling a little sorry, so he took a change of clothes and hid behind the screen to take a bath. The hot water nourished every inch of his body, Murong Qian took a deep breath and sank to the bottom of the bucket , Let yourself enjoy a moment of tranquility isolated from the world.

Every time he came out of the water to take a breath, the chatter and laughter of Yi Baixue and Hua Shenchi would fill his ears. He only sighed a little, then sank into the bottom of the water again, curled himself up into a ball, and gurgled bubbles.After the water temperature faded, Yi Baixue called him on the surface of the water, and then he floated out.

Yi Baixue fetched dry clothes to put on for Murong Qian, and took off the bandage on the latter's right hand for inspection. Murong Qian looked at the pile of cloth strips that were faintly red, and felt the pain in the wound after a while, waiting for the bandage to be clothed. The strips are removed to the last layer, and the soaked skin is stuck to the cloth strips, which is extremely difficult to tear off.

Yi Baixue looked at Murong Qian, sucking in the pain, and couldn't bear to continue, "You child, you dive into the water with an injury on your hand, does it hurt?" Murong Qian shook his head, and Yi Baixue looked out of the screen helplessly. With a glance, "Elder Shen Chi just went to the back kitchen, he should not come back so soon, you go to bed and sit for a while, wait for the cloth to dry before tearing, it should not hurt so much."

Yi Baixue carried Murong Qian back to the couch, took a bottle of medicinal powder and sprinkled it on the wound to help him relieve the pain, Murong Qian wanted to sit up, Yi Baixue helped him lean the pillow behind him, Murong Qian was thirsty, Yi Baixue then Poured the tea and handed it to him personally, the meticulous care made Murong Qian very uncomfortable, why could Yi Baixue act as if nothing happened when she said such exaggerated words to Yi Baixue just now?

Busy as she was, Baixue naturally didn't notice Murong Qian's little thoughts, she just changed the bath water while saying something to comfort Murong Qian, "Right now, Elder Shen Chi has gone to the back kitchen, and I'm asking people to go to the old lady's place." Ask around about Lan'er's situation, she should be back soon, you can rest assured."

Murong Qian was very puzzled, "Who is Lan Er?"

Yi Baixue folded Murong Qian's changed clothes neatly and put them in the cloth bag, and explained, "Lan'er is the maid who makes noodles."

Only then did Murong Qian suddenly realize that he and Lan'er had been chatting for so long without even asking the other party's name, so he was really confused.

Yi Baixue smiled, put the cloth bag containing Murong Qian's clothes beside her pillow, and took out a snow-white dress from another cloth bag, Murong Qian turned her head to look at the cloth bag in hand, a little confused, "Why?" Put them separately?"

Yi Baixue took off her outer clothes and hung them on the screen, and chuckled slightly when she heard the words, "Suddenly realized that Xiaoqian should have some things of her own when she grows up, this bag used to be used to hold miscellaneous things. I washed it during the day, and it can be used to dress Xiaoqian."

Murong Qian's heart tensed up, and soon he calmed down again. He told himself over and over again in his heart, not to forget his determination, not to lose his composure because of the situation in front of him, and it was inevitable to separate from Yi Baixue, if he couldn't face it calmly, how could he be called Brother Xue manages his own future with peace of mind?

Looking at Yi Baixue with complicated emotions, at that time Yi Baixue had already pulled off her belt and was about to take off her pants, Murong Qian opened her mouth, blushing a lot, her eyes dodged and she didn't know where to put it.

It has been a long time since Yi Baixue has been so presumptuous in front of him. The last time the two of them took a bath together was when he was six years old. After two years, Murong Qian's state of mind has changed a lot, so it is impossible to look directly at him. There was a burst of spring in front of him, so he quickly moved his eyes, but he wanted to look there from the corner of his eye.

After taking off all her clothes, Baixue didn't immediately go behind the screen to take a bath, but went to the tea table and poured herself a cup of tea, drank it all in one gulp, and began to fold the clothes she had changed in a leisurely manner.Murong Qian didn't know what Yi Baixue was thinking at the moment, he could only hear Hua Shenchi's calm footsteps outside the courtyard, if this delay continued, his elder brother Xue would definitely let that Hua Shenchi take advantage of it, hurry up He reminded him aloud, "Brother Xue, that flower is coming back."

Yi Baixue was stunned, a little confused, "They are all men, why do you care about this?"

Murong Qian was a little speechless, it is true that he was not in the right mind, so he would think about some things, but there is no guarantee that Hua Shenchi is also a gentleman in this respect, if he is like the one in the excerpt, he is a Wouldn't Brother Xue be in for a big loss for the broken sleeve that was hidden so deeply?

Murong Qian was anxious, but there was nothing he could do, who made Yi Baixue's talents in this area seem to have grown into him, as a younger brother, why should he explain to his elder brother what is broken sleeves?