The consciousness was dazed, and Qin Meiyu thought in a daze.

Living for a few more days is considered to be a profit from yourself, and it is a waste of the hard work of the boy named Chu.

I was troubled by him to set up the soul-locking array and worked hard for more than ten years, and only changed to be together for a few days. No, to be precise, it was only one or two hours in this little half a day.

Alas, if I had known this, I shouldn't have been irritated by him when I was having dinner.

In a trance, I seemed to hear someone calling her name in a trembling voice.

Who is it?

The sound was too ethereal and could not be heard clearly, and it sounded like calling her Qin Qi.

Who dares to call her like this boldly...

Only when she was a child, the master would occasionally call her, Xiao Fengqin's thin-waisted disciples called her, and even Xue Tingzhu was extremely polite to call her. Later, many people called her female devil, and she even saved her name.

After a while, a warmth came from the spiritual veins, not hot, and extremely ironing, bit by bit, just like the spring sunshine melting the stream covered with thin ice.

The stream was rushing, and the wild flowers and weeds on the road seemed to have come alive, shining green.

After a while, she finally got rid of the life-threatening cold. Qin Meiyu was so weak that she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes. Someone picked her up with a quilt. The cold fragrance of plum blossoms seemed to float between her nose. She subconsciously murmured: "...Master..."

No one answered.

Qin Meiyu was already used to it, and she was still feeling uncomfortable all over. She barely opened her eyes, and a blurred man appeared in her tranced gaze, extremely familiar. A smile appeared on her lips: "Master, is my drunkenness still here?"

The man didn't say anything, put her on the bed, covered the quilt, and was about to get up. Qin Meiyu was afraid that he would leave, so he quickly pulled his hand out of the quilt, grabbed it with snatch, and the soft cloth slipped into his hand, and she pulled it tightly: "...Don't leave, don't drive me away, don't waste my cultivation, don't take away my drunkenness..."

As she said that, her nose felt sore and her eyes were filled with tears: "Master, I will be good, I will be obedient..."

"Qin Qi..."

The man finally made a sound, a familiar voice, it was him, it was him.

This made Qin Meiyu ecstatic. She asked carefully: "Master, you are willing to pay attention to me! You are still willing to let me go back, right? Master..."

Before he could speak, tears came from the corner of his eyes. Qin Meiyu pressed his hand on his face in a humble manner and begged in a low voice: "Master, believe me, I didn't kill her, I didn't..."

The man did not pull his hand back, but was scalded by the tears. He suddenly curled his fingers and held her hand.

“…I believe you…”

The extremely familiar voice sounded again. Qin Meiyu heard the answer he had been wanting and was stunned in disbelief. After a long time, he had red eyes and said carefully and aggrievedly: "But you, you no longer call me, Master, are you still unwilling to forgive me?"

After waiting for a while, when Qin Meiyu was about to be disappointed, he stroked her hair with a big hand and patted her extremely awkwardly: "...be good to be good..."

Qin Meiyu was finally satisfied. Leng Xiang rushed into her nose, her body and mind were extremely soft. She became more and more eager and did not want to let go: "Master, I feel uncomfortable. You accompany me and don't go anywhere."

As if a slight sigh was heard, the fragrance of cold plums wrapped around her. Qin Meiyu felt that she was drying in the sun. The coldness that had penetrated into the bones disappeared without a trace. Half a pot of plum wine came up, and Qin Meiyu fell asleep simply.

After sleeping until dawn, Qin Meiyu opened her eyes and was frightened by the headache after the hangover.

What a joke, she is not drunk for a thousand cups. She often squatted on the rooftop tree and drank wine overnight in her previous life.

Slowly sat up, Qin Meiyu recalled what happened last night, not sure whether it was actually happening or whether he just had a dream.

Hope it was a dream. The chill was so harsh that it felt so uncomfortable. Even when I recalled it, I felt my teeth tremble.

It seemed that he also saw his master. He called her, said he believed in her, forgive her, and wanted to take her back to Xiaofeng Cangyue House...

Thinking about it this way, it's really a dream.

Qin Meiyu buried her face in her palm.

The door was opened, and Qin Meiyu looked up and saw that it was Chu Qingyan who walked in.

Before she could break away from the dream last night, she suddenly saw Chu Qingyan in front of her, and there was another trance in front of her.

"woke up?"

Chu Qingyan was still holding a robe in her hand.

Qin Meiyu got up and stayed at the bed. Seeing that his expression was normal, she was even more confused and responded casually: "Yes."

Chu Qingyan walked over and placed the robe in her hand beside the bed. It was a black slim-fitting women's robe. The gold thread on the top of the black cloak was very conspicuous.

It's her robe!

Just like when she saw an old friend, Qin Meiyu hurriedly reached out and opened it. It was all brand new, probably made of new things. Yes, the robe she had worn had been worn for ten years, and I'm afraid she could not wear it anymore.

This new piece was obviously made with great care. The fabric was of great texture, almost the same as her original piece. There were a few small plum blossoms embroidered on the wristband with sleeves. The heavy black became vivid and flexible because of the red color.

After a relaxed heart, Qin Meiyu looked at Chu Qingyan and asked, "I last night..."

Chu Qingyan did not answer and turned around and left: "After changing, after breakfast, we immediately set off and returned to the place where we are not hated."

The door was closed, and Qin Meiyu was a little confused.

Is he angry?

Because she wanted to take a concubine for him last night?

No, it’s not him who suffers, so why are he angry?

This man has grown a lot taller and has a good temper.

After changing his clothes, he slowly went downstairs. When he arrived at the lobby on the first floor, Qin Meiyu saw the man in plain clothes sitting by the window at a glance.

Chu Qingyan sat there, incompatible with the noisy and clamor in the lobby.

He sat there, in the downtown world, with the sun shining all around him, but he sat a little lonely.

Qin Meiyu couldn't help but stop.

Chu Qingyan, what have you experienced in these decades?

As if he noticed her gaze, Chu Qing suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Qin Meiyu.

His body moved slightly, still sitting upright at the table, his cold and handsome face and expression had not changed. The ink hair hanging behind him raised slightly in the breeze and sunshine as he raised his head slightly.

The sun was so dazzling that Qin Meiyu seemed to see the daze and complexity deep in his eyes.

Qin Meiyu knew the meaning of his outfit to the person in front of him.

So is she.
Chapter completed!