The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 186 Witnessing Growth with His Own Eyes, Shaoqing Waiting for the Fruit to Ripe
Qing Moyan's expression turned cold when he heard the voice outside the window.

Xuanyu didn't intend to go into the house to report at all, and went back to the steward directly outside: "The son has been busy for a day, and the errands have long been rested. If the second master needs any medicine, you can ask the doctor to make a list. I can let people know first." Get some out for the second master."

"This... I'm afraid it's inappropriate, let you use the things in the big library without authorization..."

"It's just a few medicinal materials, and we don't have shallow-sighted servants here, and no one has ever cared about the things in the big library." Xuanyu sarcastically said.

The steward was so choked that he couldn't speak, and he stammered for a long time: "The second master was scared because he was working in Dali Temple anyway, why don't you go and have a look?"

"The prince is not a doctor." Xuanyu stared.

"But……"

"You're endless, you're so annoying with nagging." Xuanyu scolded in a deep voice, "Didn't the Marquis have already complied with the three conditions of the son earlier, let alone being frightened, even if he was frightened? It has nothing to do with our son!"

Listening to the conversation outside the window, Qing Moyan slowly took off her outer robe and raised the bed curtain.

Xuanyu outside is enough, his father can come and get whatever he wants, just a few herbs, he doesn't care, but he will never visit his second brother.

At the beginning, he had made it clear that he took over the job himself, so no matter what happened now, it had nothing to do with him.

Besides, what happened today really made him tired, and he needed to clear his mind.

All these things that happened seemed to point to him and the ghost grass in his hand.

Could it be that the prince is really playing tricks behind his back?Why did he want to get the little thing, and why did he repeatedly hint to him, showing that he knew he had ghost grass in his hand.

He stood in front of the bed thinking deeply, and suddenly felt that the little figure on the bed moved, covered his ears with his hands, and tossed and turned agitatedly.

"Xuanyu." He whispered.

The conversation outside the window stopped immediately.

"What are your orders?" Xuan Yu asked.

"Take the steward to the warehouse to get the medicine, don't make noise here."

Xuanyu responded, but didn't hear the steward's voice again, probably because Xuanyu gagged her and dragged her away.

On the bed, Ru Xiaonan turned over and opened her eyes.

"Master Hou asked you to see Second Master?" She asked, her voice was hoarse just after waking up, not as crisp as usual.

"Yeah." Qing Moyan obviously didn't want to touch on this topic, she responded casually, turned around to fetch water from the table, but her waist tightened, and Ru Xiaonan reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"What are you doing?" Qing Moyan looked down at her clothes.

Even when I'm sick, I don't stop.

"Come here..." Ru Xiaonan waved to him sleepily, "Come here."

Qing Moyan sighed silently, and the cold and hard facial lines eased unconsciously.

"What do you want to say?" Propping his hands on the pillow, he bent down and stared at her.

Ru Xiaonan closed her eyes and smiled, and put her arms around his waist.

I don't know if it's because of the high fever, but the smell of musk in the curtain is particularly strong. Under the brocade quilt embroidered with plain satin and flowers, the little thing's face is flushed, and his pink lips are slightly parted, exhaling bursts of hot air.

She wrapped her arms around his waist, and patted his back with her small hands, as if coaxing a child.

Qing Moyan couldn't help laughing.

"Why, do you think I need someone to comfort me?"

Ru Xiaonan shook her head, "I just want you to know that you still have me."

Qing Moyan's body froze, maintaining that position for a long time without moving.

In the silence, he felt that Ru Xiaonan's breathing slowed down, and the arms around him slowly let go.

Looking down, she was actually asleep.

Qing Moyan reached out and took her arm off her body, and stuffed it back into the quilt.

Just about to turn around, Ru Xiaonan moved her small mouth and murmured: "Qing Moyan..."

Qing Moyan's chest felt numb, as if she had just drank a cup of honey water, and it was sweet all the way to her heart.

I wanted to go to the study to sort out my thoughts, but now seeing this little cat-like person, he decisively took off his outer clothes, shook off his boots, and pushed Ru Xiaonan into the bed to make room for him. Squeeze into bed.

After an unknown amount of time, Xuan Yu's low voice sounded again outside the window: "My son..."

"what's up?"

"Hou Ye came over and said that Second Ye was seriously ill, and he wanted to ask you something."

In the darkness, Qing Moyan's eyes narrowed, "Let's just say I'm asleep, and I have an imperial mission tomorrow, so I can't make any mistakes."

"But... if Master Hou doesn't leave..." Xuanyu hesitated, after all, Master Hou is still the master of this mansion, it's easier to dismiss him than if the steward came over.

"If he doesn't leave, go and get the written note he made for me that day."

It's useless to say more, he is already completely disappointed in his second brother.

He is just a person who can't lift up, can't support the wall. If he is less capable, as long as he is honest and willing to work, he is not much worse, but he is still ambitious.

Everyone wants to be a celebrity in front of the emperor, but not everyone has the opportunity to get close to the emperor.

The emperor was afraid of the powerful and powerful, and the emperor who was brave and foolish would look down on them. Only a lonely minister like him would the emperor be most at ease.

As soon as he finished speaking, the little person beside him wriggled restlessly again, his little head stuck into the quilt with all his strength, and that movement was exactly like that of a kitten.

Ru Xiaonan is a human being transformed from a beaver, so she has a keen hearing naturally, even a low voice is enough to wake her up.

After Qing Moyan ordered Xuanyu, she raised her hand and knocked out the candles on the table.

Xuanyu saw that the lights in the room were dark, so she didn't dare to bother again.

Ru Xiaonan squirmed in the quilt for a while, finally found a comfortable position, and curled up there without moving.

Qing Moyan stretched out her hand, and ran her five fingers through her hair, combing it lightly.

I don't know how long it has passed, just when he also felt drowsy, Ru Xiaonan's body beside him suddenly exuded a faint brilliance.

Qing Moyan woke up suddenly, and was surprised to see her hair growing slowly and getting longer surrounded by white light, just like new shoots in spring, growing longer and longer.

Qing Moyan turned sideways, lying there quietly watching his little thing grow up in sleep.

How much will she grow this time?
She should be about to become a slim young girl. In terms of time, it has been half a year since they met.

Everlasting Sorrow had speculated at the beginning that she would grow up within a year, and it seemed that in half a year at most, his fruit should be ripe.

At that time, he should have found all the medicines to detoxify Gu poison, and then... it will be the season to pick ripe fruits.

In the darkness, Qing Moyan rested her arm on her pillow, and with the other hand, she slowly combed the long hair that was growing continuously.

Half of the handsome side face is hidden in the darkness, and half is illuminated by the brilliance emanating from Ru Xiaonan's body. Her black and white eyes are as bright as stars at midnight, and like a quietly lurking beast, staring tenderly at her. With their own prey.

(End of this chapter)