The Harem Rescue Project

The wounded and injured in the Lingyun Pavilion sit in the hall to rest and line up. Inside the folded golden screen painted with falling plum carvings, the little medicine boy stands on tiptoe to pick the medicinal materials in the medicine cabinet. Surrounding the hall, the crisp sound of jade stones colliding and subtle footsteps mixed together. A slim woman lightly covered with white gauze appeared outside the half-open door. Leaving a stream of beads hanging on the door, the slender and soft jade hands rolled up the bamboo curtain and bent in.

The little medicine boy was pounding medicine in the stone jar with a pestle and mortar, and said with a smile, "Genius doctor Bai, I'm done."

Xuan Luo gave a hum, and threw the blood-stained blade into the charcoal fire under the stove to burn it. She sat next to a bronze mirror and gently lifted off the veil, watching the curse mark on half of the mirror fade away. At least, saving someone's life is another record in her merit book.

The curse mark Ji Yuekong left back then did not harm her completely. Her demon nature was hard to suppress, and she used to accumulate merits all the year round to suppress her nature to make herself live like an ordinary person, but the demon-subduing curse greatly controlled her demon nature. In addition to this imperfect face, and the two different personalities presented by the separation of demon nature, she would like to thank the master Yanyue Zhai who hated her so much.

The little medicine boy poured the pounded medicine into the medicine stove, added some water, and said suddenly: "On weekdays, at this time, there will always be a beautiful girl by the side of Divine Doctor Bai. Today is Qixi Festival, and this girl is chasing you." The tension has always been tight, why is there no movement now."

As soon as the little drug boy mentioned Lin Qianshuang, the girl's hearty smile and her clingy clingy skills appeared in her mind. No matter what kind of stinky face she put on, the girl seemed to be from the desert. Populus euphratica, full of vitality, can't be killed, nor can it be shaken off.

"Your Highness, this is the newly developed plum wine in the restaurant. I tasted it and it tastes good, so I brought you some."

The girl was holding the sweet-scented osmanthus crisps wrapped in oil paper, holding the wine and looking at her, there seemed to be stars twinkling in her crooked eyes.

"Your Highness, it doesn't matter if your hand is okay. The wound seems to be very serious. Let me bandage the remaining patients."

The girl worriedly grabbed her hand, and when she was in a hurry to get the medicine, she accidentally bumped into the chair and almost fell. Her flustered and dazed appearance made her inexplicably cute.

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Inadvertently, many scenes of the two alone flashed through her mind.

Afterwards, she recalled that night five years ago, the slippery body in the temple, and the wonderful taste of her lips and tongue...

The chaotic breathing in her ears, the violent heartbeat beating because of her, the blushing and shy face because of her, her reaction made her feel cute and a little... delicious.

When Xuan Luo returned to his senses, his expression was subtle, as if someone had noticed what was in his heart, and he was slightly angry, "Little ginseng, don't mention that annoying spirit to me, if I am in a bad mood, I will use you as a medicine stewed."

The small knife blade, which was hot in the charcoal fire, flew along the trend, and stuck obliquely on the table less than an inch away from the drug boy's medicine jar.

The little Yaotong trembled all over, and hurriedly bowed his head, as if he was apologizing to the Demon Emperor, and then busily continued to decoct the medicine and divide it up.

Xuan Luoqing scolded the little drug boy, but felt a little lost in his heart, as if something was missing, this clingy little devil Xiu was usually diligent, but he just disappeared on such a meaningful day.

With a light slap of her hand, the shadow guards hiding in the dark knelt down on the ground, and the maids waited on her from all around to put on the sky fox spirit robe that showed her noble status.

On the day of the Ten Thousand Monsters' Worship, Xuan Luoqing chose Ye Linglong from the Demon Realm as a tribute, and even secretly and deliberately appointed her as the candidate for the Demon Queen, which annoyed the Fengyu clan of the Demon Realm. The gift was given to the patriarch of the Fengyu clan.

The day of Qixi Festival was the birthday celebration of the Fengyu clan, and the head of the Fengyu clan invited her to go this time.

Xuan Luoqing vaguely hoped that Ye Linglong could go with her, but the girl lost her chain at a critical moment, and she didn't even see her.

Facing the bronze mirror, she put on the silver ornaments between her temple hair. Her weird face was printed on the blurred mirror. When she turned her gaze, she saw a woman in white took over the hair comb from the maid, moving her hands gently. In her hair, carefully braid her hair along the strands of her hair.

For some reason, there was a hint of secret joy in her heart, and her empty heart was surrounded by a surge of sweetness like candied fruit.

Xuan Luoqing's face did not show it, she pinched the woman's wrist in white, and said in a cold tone: "It's so late, I don't lack manpower here, Miss Qianyu, you can go back."

"Qingqing, I came so late, so are you unhappy?"

When Lin Qianshuang walked through the door, she saw the group of maids arranging Xuan Luoqing's appearance. It was such a grand occasion that the Demon Emperor was going to attend an important occasion.

"You still know how to come back."

Xuan Luoqing suddenly stood up and turned around, three thousand silver threads swirled like moonlight, silver ornaments and jade hairpins touched each other, wide sleeves fluttered, and the majesty of the emperor burst out instantly.

Lin Qianshuang's face froze, she scratched her head, and said with a embarrassed smile: "I was temporarily stopped by some passers-by, and I rushed over after I dealt with it, but it was still too late."

"Hmph, don't you know that your curse seal will take your life at any time when it activates?"

Xuan Luoqing's beautiful eyebrows flew into her temples like mountains and rivers, when she saw Lin Qianshuang's pale complexion, the outline of her cold and charming face was soft, she waved her sleeves and stepped forward, hugging him horizontally and throwing him on the bamboo floor , leaning forward again, the trailing tails turned layer by layer on the ground, like magnolia blooming with cold fragrance.

She pressed against the tip of her nose, her eyes met hers, and the breath from her vermilion lips fell on her lips.

Lin Qianshuang moved her body back a few times, looked at the unavoidable face, and said deliberately: "Qingqing, you care and worry about me so much. Could it be that you are in love with me? Your Highness Are you ready to give your heart to your subordinates?"

Xuan Luo stared at Lin Qianshuang's face for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed tremblingly, her hands pulled Lin Qianshuang's chin up, forcing her to look at her face, and said: " Mu Qianyu, you are still as arrogant and conceited as you were five years ago. With your appearance, how can I be tempted by you."

Lin Qianshuang watched Xuan Luoqing's release of pressure disappear from her body, breathed a sigh of relief, and sat cross-legged on the bamboo floor.

Xuan Luo sat down beside her, and also entered into meditation. A wave of demonic power poured into the spiritual acupoint on her back, and the two spiritual currents swirled around the two of them, merged and merged into one, and a star emerged between them. Two-phase dual-cultivation spirit ball.

"You have other people's breath on your body, have you ever made out with others?"

In the sea of ​​divine consciousness, the nine-tailed white fox that Xuan Luoqing turned into was lying at Lin Qianshuang's feet, blinking open her blood-red spiritual eyes, and questioning.

Lin Qianshuang wiped her mouth, her eyes seemed to be slightly displeased when she thought of something, and said: "It's a joke between the same sect, but it's just too much, and we are quite embarrassed."

The tail of the nine-tailed fox wrapped itself around Lin Qianshuang, as if it wanted to wrap her into a rice dumpling. It slapped her head heavily with its small paws, and said leisurely, "I don't like other people's breath to stay in your body." No matter you are male or female, you have to remember. If you find out, that person will chop her into minced meat, grind her bones into powder, and make wax oil for you. If you like this taste, you can order it every day. Smell the candle."

Lin Qianshuang was slapped on Tianling's cover with the fox's paw, but felt a horrifying coolness pouring down her head and brain, which made her soul tremble.

The white fox nestled gently on her lap, but it was full of murderous looks. The soft fur seemed to be pricked with thorns, and she felt a little panic in her heart unconsciously.

Lin Qianshuang had no doubts that Xuan Luoqing would do what she said.

This kind of scary possessiveness is really exactly the same as those few people.

But thinking of this, her tense face was slightly dimpled, and she smiled brightly.

"What are you laughing at, what's so funny?"

The white fox looked at Lin Qianshuang in puzzlement. Her coercion was unbearable for ordinary monks, but the little demon cultivator in front of him was not only not nervous, but also smiled easily.

Lin Qianshuang hugged the white fox in her arms, ignored it and looked at her with "you presumptuous" eyes, combed the fox's fur slowly, and said softly: "Your Highness must care about me for saying this, although The way of expression is wrong, but when I think that His Highness has me in his heart, I am very happy."

The white fox struggled a few times in dissatisfaction, but when it heard her words, it calmed down, its two furry pointed ears trembled, its crystal red eyes stared at it without blinking, and it tilted its head look at her.

"Qingqing, don't worry, since I choose to be with you, my determination will not change until this body decays."

Lin Qianshuang caressed Xuan Luoqing's face, stared at it for a few seconds, and looked at the vast sea of ​​stars in the sea of ​​consciousness.

She didn't know how to make a girl feel loved.

Ye Linglong died a long time ago, and her parasitism was nothing more than a forced extension of her life. The short birthday and the mission of getting the Red Tears Ring meant that she was doomed to disappoint Xuan Luoqing.

She can only pay attention to her silently in her own way, so that in her long life, in the days with her, every dull and boring day will be injected with different fresh blood, and the life will be novel and happy.

That was her short and only way to give her love.

In her sleep, Lin Qianshuang was tossed and tossed her clothes over and over. She was woken up with sleepy eyes, and pushed to the front of the bronze mirror. Three or four maids tidied her temple hair.

"Girl, you are really sleepy. Your Highness has been away for two days. Before leaving, he told us to dress you up for the Phoenix Feather Clan's birthday banquet, and told you not to embarrass her."

Lin Qianshuang looked at the abrupt hickey marks on her collarbone in the bronze mirror, her eyes darkened for a moment, the corners of her lips twitched, and she said that she didn't like her. Such an ambiguous imprint.