It was clearly the rising sun, but the atmospheric pressure between the two people seemed to have dropped.
The atmosphere was cold and unapproachable. No one spoke, but it seemed as if no one was willing to admit defeat.
In the empty silence, only Gu Qingsheng's moan could be heard.
The two people looked at Gu Qingsheng at the same time. Gu Qingsheng had woken up at some point, rubbing his eyebrows and his face flushed.
"You let her drink?"
Xu Qingyi took a step forward and suddenly approached Liu Yanqiu with a terrifyingly cold aura.
Liu Yanqiu was not afraid at all and faced him head-on, as if something was about to explode and break apart immediately.
“…Hold me…”
Gu Qingsheng suddenly murmured this and opened his arms towards Xu Qingyi who was in front of Liu Yanqiu.
Her behavior made Liu Yanqiu, who was carrying her on his back, look unnatural for a moment, and then his eyes were fixed on Xu Qingyi.
Seeing Gu Qingsheng like this, Xu Qingyi was helpless, but did not reach out to pick her up until Gu Qingsheng began to struggle impatiently on Liu Yanqiu.
"Hold me... hold me..."
The movement was a bit big, and Liu Yanqiu's body was a bit unstable while carrying her on his back. Xu Qingyi then stepped forward and took Gu Qingsheng off Liu Yanqiu's back.
Still drunk, after finding Xu Qingyi, Gu Qingsheng sighed with satisfaction, buried his face in his arms, and murmured:
“It’s… this smell…”
Then he fell into a deep sleep again.
The pressure on her back suddenly became much lighter. Liu Yanqiu pursed her lips and looked at Gu Qingsheng who was sleeping soundly with a gloomy look in her eyes.
Burying Gu Qingsheng in his arms, Xu Qingyi blocked Liu Yanqiu's burning gaze.
"In that case, I won't send you off."
"I hope this young man will be more careful next time."
What he was talking about was naturally the incident of Liu Yanqiu giving Gu Qingsheng wine.
Liu Yanqiu slowly retracted his gaze and smiled coldly at Xu Qingyi.
"I also hope that this master will be more careful."
After saying this, he turned away and left, walking down the mountain very quickly.
After Liu Yanqiu walked a long way away, Xu Qingyi turned around and hugged Gu Qingsheng back to the temple.
"Look, you didn't seize the opportunity, so she was snatched away by someone else."
Miao Lanlan sighed
"That girl just now was really pretty. You should have a sense of crisis. If you keep rejecting her like this, you'll end up crying later."
Without answering Miao Lanlan's words, Xu Qingyi walked lightly.
Gu Qingsheng's hands tightly grasped Xu Qingyi's clothes, his knuckles turning white, as if he was trying to use it to hold something.
My footsteps stepped on the yellow ginkgo leaves and crushed some dried fallen leaves.
Jingyuan stood under the ginkgo tree, looking up at the leaves that were gradually turning yellow.
It was a long time before he turned his gaze to Xu Qingyi who was here.
Xu Qingyi stopped and hugged Gu Qingsheng, looking at Jingyuan from afar.
It seemed as if there was a vicissitudes of autumn between the two people.
Jingyuan's eyes were as calm as water, and the movement of twisting the Buddhist beads in her hand was very slow.
"Master."
When he was called, Xu Qingyi remained calm.
After a long time, Jingyuan turned around and walked away slowly with golden ginkgo leaves covering her body.
…
Bai Lu took Gu Qingsheng from Xu Qingyi's hand with a worried look on her face, frowned and sighed.
"Why did you drink so much..."
"The princess was indeed deceived by that treacherous businessman..."
"I wouldn't say that."
Xu Qingyi patted Gu Qingsheng's hand that had been grabbing her collar, trying to persuade her to let go.
"The wine she drank was a bit too strong. Strong alcohol is harmful to the body. Go make some hangover soup for her later and let her sleep for a while."
Bai Lu patiently instructed him, and Bai Lu nodded in agreement. However, she felt a little embarrassed in front of Xu Qingyi, so she lowered her head towards Xu Qingyi and spoke in a very humble voice.
"I'm really sorry for always causing trouble for the Imperial Master... The princess isn't usually like this. Maybe she's been in a bad mood recently, so..."
"I know everything."
Gu Qingsheng's sleeping face was peaceful. After drinking, he lost all his vigilance and curled up into a small ball.
Xu Qingyi's eyebrows gradually became gentle, and turned into some nostalgia in Gu Qingsheng's sleeping face.
"I know..."
"If there's nothing else, I'll go back first. It's better to keep my affairs here a secret from her. It's for her own good."
In the end, he lowered his eyes, walked with his hands behind his back, and walked out of the wind and frost.
…
Smoke was rising from the kitchen of Luofo Temple.
It was noon at this time and everyone had finished their breakfast, so there was no one in the kitchen.
The clay pot in front of Bai Lu was crackling, and from time to time something would explode in the fire.
She kept fanning the white smoke with a fan, and the smell of ginger emanated from the clay pot.
After coughing twice, Bai Lu wiped her tears.
The young monk who was sweeping outside saw this scene and came in, carefully clasping his hands together and lowering his body.
"Donor lady, how about I help you..."
Bai Lu, who was unable to open her eyes due to the smoke, had tears in her eyes. Considering that Gu Qingsheng was still injured, Bai Lu added more things to the sobering soup, so the smoke was very pungent.
"That's a great help. I was just looking for a handkerchief to wipe my eyes."
Handing the palm-leaf fan in her hand to the young monk, Bailu stood aside, took out a handkerchief from her bosom and wiped her eyes. The squatting young monk glanced secretly at Bailu behind him, and then applied a little force on the handle of the palm-leaf fan.
“Pah…”
The sound of the wood breaking caught Bai Lu's attention. She took a step forward and saw the broken fan in the little monk's hand and his embarrassed look.
"I'm sorry, benefactor, I used a little too much force."
"this……"
Bai Lu hesitated for a moment and waved her hand to comfort the embarrassed little monk.
"It's okay, little master. I'll go get another one. You stay here and help me watch the pot. I'll be back soon."
I moved some of the charcoal in the fire to the edges, hoping to make the fire burn slower.
The little monk nodded, and then Bai Lu ran out in small steps.
After the white dew disappeared, the shyness and childishness on the little monk's face faded away, leaving only a pair of deep eyes filled with darkness and resentment.
He stretched out his hands from his sleeves. The skin was delicate and the fingers were slender. They were actually a pair of women's hands.
After looking around vigilantly and making sure that there was no one around, the young monk slowly took out a cloth bag from his arms, then opened the clay pot and sprinkled countless white powders into it.
When Bai Lu came back, the fire was almost out, and there was no sign of the little monk near the clay pot.
She hastily added some firewood to the fire, and Bai Lu fanned it vigorously, muttering to herself,
"Why is this little monk so unreliable? He said he would come to help me but he's nowhere to be found. I'm almost out of my mind..."
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