Young man, please stay

Chapter 9 Princess Qingli
  "Hey…"

"I'm not saying hello."

"Qin...Lang..."

Su Yinping always felt that this name sounded a bit strange, but when he thought about it carefully, he didn't know what the blame was.

"Qin Lang, when will Jin'er wake up?"

"The sun has gone down. You should wake up at night. If you fall asleep, you will wake up tomorrow morning."

Although the beautiful face of the young woman on the bed was not covered with makeup, she still had a faint and fragrant body fragrance, which was obviously cultivated by frequent flower baths. Qin Lang was sitting on a small stool bandaging the dagger wounds on his palms and arms. While smelling the fragrance of women in the room, I couldn't help but think back to the days when I practiced martial arts in Tianshan.

The beauty is lying on the couch, and the young man is making tea.

In the past, every time Qin Lang returned to the cave after practicing martial arts, the atmosphere was almost the same.

But what is different from now is that if Qin Lang was injured while practicing martial arts, a certain senior sister who doted on him would always help him apply medicine to heal his injuries, and there was no way he could stop him.

……

"Sister, it's okay..."

"No, let's eat some more."

"Tsk, saliva really can't replace potion..."

"Oh, senior sister is different. People at the foot of the mountain say that senior sister is an immortal. Of course an immortal is full of treasures~...Haha~"

"But it was my finger that was injured. You ate it in the wrong place..."

……

Many things cannot be cherished until they are lost.

In the past, Qin Lang thought his senior sister was troublesome, but now he was dealing with the wounds alone, but he couldn't help feeling a little nostalgic for her warmth.

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It was getting dark. In the small granary hut, a lamp was as bright as a bean. Qin Lang fiddled with the tongs and extinguished the firewood under the small rammed earth stove.

A few pieces of charcoal crackled occasionally, warming the hot water in the red clay stove. There were crows outside the window from time to time. The two young mares, one white and one purple, who were brought back by Qin Lang next to the house, had no sound. snorting one after another...

Qin Lang sat in front of the stove, listening to these only embellishments in the quiet night, which felt a bit comfortable.

"Qin Lang..."

"Say."

"You plan to sit like this all night..."

"I have to guard you. You are injured and your guard is also asleep. What if someone comes from the Blood Knife Sect?"

"Everyone said...not a guard anymore..."

Su Nuxia muttered twice, but did not refute seriously. She secretly looked at Qin Lang's side face for a while through the dim light in the room:
  "Qin Lang, where are you from?"

"He is considered a local. He lives in the mountains and forests a little outside Jianping County. He has no parents. He was raised by my senior sister and learned some boxing."

Qin Lang told Su Yinping everything he wanted to ask at once, whether it was true or not. He had told Xuan Ran that he was raised by his mother before, but now he simply said that he was a senior sister.

"What about you?"

Qin Lang tilted his head and looked at Su Yinping with some amusement:
  "The heroine claims to be from the capital. Could she be a fairy from Wuliang Mountain?"

"Does it mean you must be an immortal aunt when you come to the capital? Moreover, all the immortal aunts wear Taoist robes. No matter how ruthless the Blood Knife Sect is, they are just the last of the Twelve Sects. How dare you offend people from the three sects? ... Oh, by the way."

When Su Yinping said this, something suddenly occurred to him, and he blinked and seriously suggested to Qin Lang:

"Qin Lang, you don't actually need to keep a vigil. This place already belongs to Jianping County. The counties in Qingzhou have been protected by Tianhe Sect ten years ago. The Blood Sword Sect only dares to rob a person at most, and they will never dare to do so on the territory of the three sects. It’s random.”

"It's hard to say, except for Tianhe Sect and Wuliangshan, isn't Zenzhen Temple in Yunzhou also one of the three sects? It is said that during the late emperor's time, several monks were killed by robbers in Yunzhou."

Qin Lang raised a chestnut, but Su Yinping shook his head:
  "It's different. You also said they were cock thieves. Those who don't know are fearless. At that time, Zenzhen Temple sent a guardian vajra, and the next day they saved all the hundred little cock thieves. Look at the current situation of the Blood Knife Sect, It is said that there are only twenty or thirty people in total, and they are not as good as little robbers, but they know how powerful the three sects are."

"No matter what, it's always right to be careful."

Qin Lang knew in his heart that the Blood Knife Sect came back to the world after ten years and started doing robberies as a casual move. The real reason was probably related to Xue Gui's death.

Whether they will avenge the sect leader is what Qin Lang is most worried about.

If this group of people wants to avenge Xue Gui, then Qin Lang is not afraid of thieves, and is always afraid of being missed by thieves.

After all, Qin Lang couldn't stay in Jianping County all his life just to hide from them.

"Silver bottle..."

"?"

"Uh...Nvxia Su..."

Qin Lang originally wanted to get close to her, but it was obvious that the heroine didn't have the mood. Her pretty face turned red, and she immediately stared at Qin Lang warily.

"I want to ask, how were you intercepted and killed by the Blood Knife Sect?"

"We... we were riding on the official road, but Jin'er's eyes were very sharp and she noticed a few tripping ropes on the road, so we stopped our horses. Who knew that when we stopped, we were ambushed by the Blood Knife Gate. On both sides, Many fist-sized sandbags were instantly thrown on the slope of the earth, and they were all filled with Ecstasy and the like. As a result, our ability to resist plummeted. It was Sumire who fought to the death to protect me and escape..."

When Su Yinping said this, he looked at the girl sleeping beside him, his eyes were red, and he looked melancholy and scared:
  "The bay-red horse she was riding had its legs chopped off. I thought she was dead for a while... Fortunately, she also snatched a horse and escaped..."

"These little guys actually hit them with medicine, no wonder..."

Qin Lang touched his chin and nodded slowly:

"...The leader of the Blood Knife Sect is probably just an ordinary martial artist. His disciples are all martial artists. He only relied on a magical Blood Sword to become famous in the world. It stands to reason that with Gu Jin's strength, he can kill a person. A hundred is enough, but they were ambushed and drugged..."

"a hundred?"

Su Yinping was stunned, looked at the girl, and then at Qin Lang:

"Jin'er...is she that powerful?"

"You don't know about your own guards?"

"She usually...when she's fine, I can't find her no matter how hard I look for her, but when something happens, she always appears by my side in time, like...like..."         Like a ghost?"

"You are not allowed to talk about Jiner!"

"..."

Qin Lang drooped his eyelids and looked at the beautiful woman with bulging pink cheeks and a serious look on her face, feeling dumbfounded:

"So, you haven't seen her kill many people, and you don't have any idea of ​​the skills she occasionally shows, right?"

"Hmm, yes."

"As a personal bodyguard, he is very professional. He is worthy of being trained in the palace..."

"Miya...huh?"

Su Yinping was startled, while Qin Lang smiled:

"Young heroine, you don't have to cover up. In fact, you didn't do anything to cover up at all. You were dressed in an elegant outfit, with a pear knife, and with your little white mare, you were perfect. The carefully selected Sirotchse breed is known as the "horse that rides the crotch" and is the most suitable horse for women to ride in the world. It cannot be owned by anyone but a wealthy and noble family."

The so-called [riding the crotch] is actually a name made up by Qin Lang, but it is indeed the case. It is said that a woman who rides a small mare like this will not ride her butt in the dark.

Some ladies and ladies from wealthy families are not very good at martial arts, especially internal strength, and they are most afraid of riding a horse in the dark, so they spend a lot of money to buy such precious mounts.

Of course, those who have kung fu, especially women who have good internal strength or are good at light kung fu, don’t have to worry about this.

For example, the dagger girl Gu Jin, Qin Lang believes that no matter what horse she rides or how many times she rides it, she should be white and tender.

"It turns out...you already knew all this..."

"Not only me, but anyone with some knowledge should be able to see that your identity is not easy to mess with. Gu Jin must also know this, and deliberately did not remind you. I think it is also for your safety. I hope you are a wise person. Stop making decisions about you."

But obviously, the Blood Blade Sect, which has been hanging out in Qingzhou, the western border of the Great Zhou Dynasty for a long time, does not have this kind of vision.

It’s hard to say whether the master of the sect is good or not, but that’s the case for my little brother.

"As for the specific princely and ministerial family you come from, if you don't want to tell me, I won't ask."

"why…?"

"Why?"

Qin Lang chuckled twice:
  "A glass of wine in the world of mortals, a pot of tea in the great cause of Qianqiu... In fact, Su Nuxia is right. When you are in the world, you are the son and daughter of the world. If you meet by chance, acquaintance is a fate, so why bother to inquire about other things."

"..."

"?Why are you looking at me?"

"No...no..."

After Su Yinping listened to Qin Langyun's calm and gentle explanation of many things, she stared at him in a daze. After nodding in silence for a moment, she raised her eyes again and looked at the young hero who had saved herself and Jinner. The silhouette, meditating beside the stove, suddenly spoke after a long time:
  "Turn out the lights."

The lights were turned off, and in the night, only the faint moonlight poured through the window.

Qin Lang thought Su Yinping was going to sleep, but unexpectedly a soft voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Qin Lang..."

"Ok?"

"I am the princess conferred by the emperor, named Qingli."

"???"

The sudden information made Qin Lang a little confused, but when he called Su Yinping twice, the other party remained silent.

"Princess Qingli..."

If I remember correctly, Qin Lang learned from the storyteller that this is the biological sister of the current empress, right...?
  So...he saved the emperor's sister?
  Qin Lang's mood was a little complicated for a while, but in the end, it turned into a helpless wry smile.

This stupid princess...

I really dare to confess to myself...

……

However, from the fact that she wanted to go out and make a career in the world, Qin Lang could also see that Su Yinping was not a woman who liked to sit back and enjoy wealth, let alone a woman who was good at calculating and strategizing.

Being in a high position and being a woman, in fact, many things are somewhat out of your control.

Now this encounter can be regarded as an experience of life and death.

People who have experienced life and death will most likely have a clear understanding of some things.

Qin Lang saw that Su Yinping was not like this, but in this situation, revealing his identity to his savior could be regarded as a kind of emotional venting of great enlightenment.

In this way, Qin Lang can understand.

……

Qin Lang sat alone by the stove for an unknown amount of time, until at a certain moment he noticed that Princess Qingli Su Yinping was lifting the quilt, so he got up and sat by the bed to help her tuck the quilt again.

"..."

The moonlight is light, and I have to say that when I look at her at night and calm down, Su Yinping's appearance is truly one of the most beautiful in the world, and her beauty is definitely on par with her senior sister.

Of course, in terms of temperament, the senior sister has a fairy-like air when she gets serious.

As for the person in front of me, although he is not a mortal, he still has the grace and beauty of a worldly family, and his somewhat silly simplicity, which is enough to make people's hearts move.

In addition, there is her pair of jade feet.

Qin Lang looked at the pair of exquisite and delicate feet. He didn't have time to appreciate them carefully during the day. Now, taking advantage of the moonlight, he felt that the princess's feet were even more like porcelain and jade.

After looking at it for a long time, Qin Lang couldn't help but reach out and want to pinch one of the soft toes. As soon as he put his fingers on it, he heard a cold voice in the night.

"What are you doing…"

"?!"

(End of this chapter)