Divine Doctor Poison Concubine: Miss Waste

Chapter 200 The White Crane Immortal (3)
Xia Qingge put aside the matter of the White Crane Immortal, if things go well tomorrow, she should be able to go to Lingxiao Mountain, and she will see him again by then, so she is not in a hurry.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the crowd. Today's rain was unexpected. There are only two carriages in total. She, Qiaolan, and Wushuang can barely sleep for one night. Fortunately, today's cooking time is not enough. With less dry firewood, if a cluster of fires were lit, Jiang Cheng, Jing Ming, and Jing Hong could make do in the gazebo for the whole night.

"Master, you are not feeling well. Now that the weather is getting colder, you should go to the carriage to rest earlier. This subordinate has a cloak here, so you can walk to the carriage with it." Sedum didn't care about anything else, only caring about Murong Yu's injury.

"Yes, master, let's go back to rest earlier." Jing Hong and Jing Ming also followed suit.

Qiaolan and Wushuang stared at Murong Yu in surprise, as if they had just turned around at this time, no wonder Brother Jing Ming and Brother Jing Hong respected Young Prince Yu so much. A man in white?
After listening to everyone's dissuasion, Murong Yu looked at Xia Qingge: "It seems that I have nothing to do here. My carriage never takes outsiders, so I can't help you. Think about how you will allocate you tonight. I'm going back to the carriage first." After saying that, Murong Yu stood up, and Sedum immediately stepped forward and put the cloak on him.

Xia Qingge was furious. This guy is typically just watching with cold eyes and just ignoring him. It's fine if he doesn't help.

"Stop, who said that you have never ridden outsiders in your carriage, haven't I ridden it several times? I have decided how to divide it, Qiaolan, Wushuang, you two go to our carriage, Jing Ming, Jing Hong And brother Jiang Cheng, the three of you just light a fire in the gazebo to make do for the night."

"Yes." Jing Ming, Jing Hong, and Jiang Cheng readily agreed.

Qiaolan and Wushuang looked at Xia Qingge and asked worriedly: "Miss, where are you going at night?"

Xia Qingge glared at Murong Yu's back angrily, and then said coldly: "Since I have made exceptions several times, I can go to your carriage today to make do for the night."

Murong Yu, who had his back to Xia Qingge's mouth twitched slightly, and turned around with a chuckle: "Of course you are an exception, come with me."

He stretched out his cloak and signaled Xia Qingge to hide in. Xia Qingge cast him a displeased look, groaned, ignored him at all, and walked straight into the heavy rain.

Murong Yu looked at the stubborn figure, shook his head, followed her up, stood behind her, took off his cloak, and covered the two of them.

Xia Qingge touched the rainwater on his face, then raised his head and glared at him angrily: "Who told you to pretend to be kind?"

Murong Yu just smiled and said nothing, the cloak on top of the two of them inadvertently moved towards Xia Qingge's head, Xia Qingge glanced at him, stretched out his hand and pushed his hand, the cloak unconsciously pushed to Murong Yu's side again: " Don't pretend to be kind to me, if you get sick again later, I will be the one to make troubles."

"I won't get sick." Murong Yu said firmly, and moved the cloak in her hand to her side again.

Xia Qingge didn't speak anymore, but there was a warm feeling in his heart. Although this guy always provoked her, he had to say that he seemed to be very manly sometimes.

Several people in the gazebo looked relieved when they saw their masters leave.

"No wonder I think our lady always likes to put on a face when she treats the young prince Yu. It turns out that the young prince Yu is the mysterious masked man, so it's no wonder." Wu Shuang looked at the two people who were going away, curiously. whisper.

"That's right, Miss always greets everyone with a smile, but only when she faces Jing Ming and Brother Jing Hong's masters will she be cold-faced. Today I said, why do I feel that Little Prince Yu feels a little familiar."

Both of them laughed lightly. They could feel that this man in white is very kind to his lady these days. Although he always likes to tease her sometimes, it can be seen from small things that he cares about her. .

"My master has never been so kind to anyone, only when he treats Miss Qing Ge, he seems to be a different person." Jing Ming said with a sigh.

Think about the scenes when the master faced them all these years, and think about the scenes where the master and Miss Qing Ge bickered. If they didn't know the same face of their master, they would never believe that it was the cold face of their family. Indifferent master.

"You can't casually talk about your master behind your back. This is Wushengmen's rules, Jing Ming, could it be that you have forgotten it?" Jing Tian cast a displeased glance at Jing Ming.

"I haven't forgotten, Brother Jingtian, don't tell Master, I won't dare again." Jing Ming begged for mercy.

Sedum's indifferent face did not change at all, she sat on the ground next to her, cross-legged, and quickly dried the clothes on her body with her internal force.

Jiang Cheng, who had been standing aside and never said a word, looked at Qiaolan with a blushing face: "Miss Qiaolan, I——I'll take you back to the carriage. Seeing that the sky is getting cold and you are thin, you should go back to the carriage first."

Qiaolan glared at him in an instant, and a suspicious blush flashed across her fair and delicate face.

"Oh, brother Jiang Cheng, how are you going to send sister Qiaolan and me back in such a heavy rain? I think you should just send sister Qiaolan alone. I'd better let Jing Ming send me." Wushuang looked at Both of them looked cramped, and they spoke amusedly.

"Then—that's fine." Jiang Cheng was shy, he could tell that Wushuang was joking with him on purpose, his already red face was now like a layer of red rouge, and the red glow spread all over his face .

"Wushuang." Qiaolan stomped her feet, seeming a little shy and embarrassed.

"Good sister, I won't say much, brother Jiang Cheng, you should send sister Qiaolan away quickly." Wushuang covered her mouth and snickered.

"Okay - okay." Jiang Cheng's brain seems to have stopped working now, and Wushuang just nodded in agreement.

"Forget it, Jiang Cheng doesn't know martial arts, let's send her two back." Jing Tian, ​​who had been sitting at the side with her eyes closed and adjusting her breath, stood up and walked forward.

"Okay, you take Qiaolan and I take Wushuang, how about we see who gets to the carriage first?" Jing Ming raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing Jing Tian's words, and blinked at Wushuang a few times with his typical peach blossom eyes .

"Okay, it's up to you." Sedum came to Qiaolan's side and cupped her hands and said, "Miss Qiaolan has offended you." After speaking, she waved a hook, covered Qiaolan's head with her cloak, and then flew up.

Jing Ming didn't let go, and then picked up Wushuang and flew away.

Jiang Cheng, who was standing in the gazebo, stared at the four people who were gone in a lonely way, feeling a sense of inferiority involuntarily in his heart.

(End of this chapter)