Chapter 576 Dust Snow (22)
Qing Yun raised his head and drank the medicine, acquiescing to his behavior of rubbing his head, and reached out to him.
Fu Xuan didn't give her any candy, but gave her a small box of dessert. "This is also sweet. I made it specially sweet."
The box was open. Qingyun looked down and saw plum blossom cakes that were so delicious that they could be eaten in one bite.
She ate one and put the box in his hand. The strange taste in her mouth was gradually covered by the sweetness of the plum cake.
Fu Xuan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Save it for next time or let me eat it?"
"the latter."
Fu Xuan picked up one and held it to her lips, "If you eat another one, I'll eat it."
Qing Yun: “…”
I don’t know who is coaxing whom now.
Under his expectant gaze, she opened her mouth and ate it.
Fu Xuan's smile widened, "Qing Yun, can you feed me once?"
Qing Yun looked at him silently, and after a moment he said, "You're pushing your luck."
"Really?" Fu Xuan took the box and bowl and turned the tables, "I was acting according to your mood. Isn't this a deliberate connivance from the God Qing Yun?"
Qing Yun just looked at him with her clear and cool eyes.
"Okay, it was me who pushed the envelope, talked nonsense, and flattered you." He gave in. "I'll come see you again tonight."
"Yeah." She nodded with satisfaction.
Fu Xuan laughed. He understood that he had to hold his sweetheart in his arms.
When he came over at night, while she was taking medicine, Fu Xuan replaced the candy with a hairpin when she reached out for it, saying, "It should look good on you."
After saying that, he handed her the candy, took the bowl away neatly and closed the door.
For the next half month, Fu Xuan would leave something for her every night before leaving, his reasons being "it complements you", "you'll look good in it", "I think it suits you well", and "you should be able to use it".
Apart from the fact that the gifts he gave were not simple, his way of pursuing people could indeed be considered simple and unpretentious.
After drinking the medicine for half a month, the strange fire that was originally rampaging in the dantian became weak. Qing Yun took the opportunity to refine it and his strength increased.
After being in seclusion for a month, when he opened the door, he saw Fu Xuan standing in front of it.
She looked at him for a moment and asked, "How long have you been standing there?"
"Not long ago. I just come here for a stroll every day. It just so happens that you came out of seclusion today. Have you refined the strange fire? The aura is much stronger."
Qingyun nodded and walked forward.
"Where are you going?"
"Pay back the debt." Qing Yun turned his head and glanced at him.
"What debt do you want to pay back?" As far as he knew, Qingyun didn't owe any debt.
She stopped and looked at him, "Debt of love."
Seeing that she didn't seem to be joking, Fu Xuan was speechless for a moment, "Whose debt is this?"
She looked very interested, and he admitted that he was a little jealous.
"What are you thinking about?" Qing Yun sat suspended in the air, took out his zither, and stroked the strings one by one with his fingertips. "It's you who said I owe you one song after another? Isn't this a debt?"
During her recovery, he gave her musical instruments such as the pipa, flute, and liuqin, and said that she owed him several more songs.
Fu Xuan was delighted. He sat down beside her, tilted his head to look at her, and said resentfully, "You did it on purpose."
I feel like all my joys, sorrows, anger and happiness are now controlled by her.
"Yeah." She sat down, light and bright piano music flowing from her fingertips, the corners of her lips slightly raised, and she seemed to be in a good mood.
After the song ended, she looked at him and asked, "Are you satisfied?"
"I like it." He smiled.
Qing Yun put away the zither and said, "I need to go out for a while."
"I want to go too." Why do you want to go out so soon after coming back?
She shook her head, "It's not appropriate for you to go."
"Okay, how long will it take for you to come back?" Fu Xuan sighed.
Seeing his resentful look, Qing Yun moved his fingertips and said, "I don't know."
He stretched out a finger to hook her sleeve, and said with a smile: "So, I don't know how long it will take before I can see you again. Before you go, at least give me something to remind me of you."
When it comes to asking for benefits for himself, Fu Xuan never treats himself badly.
She stared at him for a while, and felt that his expression was like the changing weather, sometimes sunny and sometimes rainy, then she took out a gold bracelet and placed it in his palm.
Fu Xuan held her wrist and put the bracelet back into her hand, "There's still time to put it on me, right?"
Qing Yun said "hmm" and tied the bracelet on his thin and handsome wrist.
Fu Xuan looked at her quiet and serious expression and asked, "Is this considered a token of love?"
Qing Yun raised his eyebrows, his fingertips resting on his wrist bone, "Nonsense."
Feeling a touch different from the coolness of the bracelet, Fu Xuan lowered his eyes to look at her fingers, and in a good mood, he changed his words: "Okay, I'm just talking nonsense."
"I'm leaving, do whatever you want." Qing Yun withdrew his hand and turned into a stream of light and left Xuanyu Fairy Island.
"Yeah." When her breath could no longer be felt, Fu Xuan rubbed it with his fingertips and restrained it, with an obvious smile in his eyes.
Jing Shan came back from outside the island and saw that he was in a good mood. He asked, "What good news happened? You look so happy."
Fu Xuan raised his hand, "Qing Yun gave it to me."
Shocked: "..."
He just asked this question unnecessarily.
Three months later, Qingyun came back and saw Fuxuan lying in a rocking chair, basking in the sun boredly.
Sensing her breath, Fu Xuan was delighted, but he spoke weakly: "Qing Yun, I'm sick."
Qing Yun squatted beside him, frowning slightly, observing his expression, "What's wrong?"
He looks very well, with a rosy complexion, and doesn't look like he is sick. At his level, he can't be sick, he can only be injured. Being sick means he won't live long.
"Lovesickness." He spat out these three words without blushing or beating his heart.
Qing Yun: “…”
Fu Xuan turned over, rested his arms on the armrest of the recliner, and rested his chin on it. "I'm not lying. I really miss you. I haven't seen you for ninety-four days."
Qing Yun stared into his eyes for a long time, "Yeah."
I always feel that his behavior is familiar.
Fu Xuan: That’s right, Lingyue acts like a spoiled child with Jiuzhou and the others in almost the same way.
Fu Xuan moved closer to her, "Where have you been?"
"Get up." Qingyun stood up.
Fu Xuan stood up without thinking.
Qing Yun held her hands flat, and a black-gold halberd appeared in her hand. The golden light was restrained, but it exuded a pressure that could not be ignored.
She looked up at him, "Here."
Fu Xuan took it and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "You were away for three months just to find this?"
She remembered everything he said, which showed that he took it to heart.
"Freshly forged."
Fu Xuan stroked the halberd with his fingers, looking reluctant to let it go. "I like it very much."
Qing Yun sat down and poured himself a cup of tea. As soon as he picked up the cup, it fell into the hands of Fu Xuan, who had put away his halberd.
She didn't get angry and poured another cup, but he handed the cup to her lips and smiled ostentatiously, "Want to drink?"
Qing Yun glanced at him, lowered his head and took a sip.
"Qingyun, you are willing to drink the tea I feed you. Does that mean you agree with my pursuit?"
"No." It sounded extremely cold and heartless.
"Okay." He was just asking. It would be great if you agreed, but it didn't matter if you disagreed. He had plenty of time.
Qingyun took the teacup from him and took another sip.
She felt a cold touch on her other wrist. Qing Yun lowered her eyes and saw Fu Xuan tying something around her wrist.
A bracelet similar to the one she had tied around his wrist before she left, but this one was ice blue.
When he saw the bracelet he gave her on her wrist, Fu Xuan couldn't help but feel a little better. "I think the bracelet you gave me is nice, so I asked a weapon refiner to make a similar one, but with a smaller chain. How do you think it is? Does it look good?"
When he withdrew his hand, the bracelet hit the jade bracelet, making a crisp sound.
Qing Yun felt that when it came to making people think of someone by looking at something, Fu Xuan was a master at taking advantage of every opportunity. There were few things on her that were not given to her by him.
In a strong yet gentle way.
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