The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 571 Shaoqing's hesitation, empathy
After returning to the old house, Ru Xiaonan told Ling Xiaotian the news.

To her surprise, Ling Xiaotian's reaction was unexpectedly calm.

"Are you unhappy?" Ru Xiaonan asked tentatively.

If they could summon the "Huang", then they would be able to activate the Phoenix Stone.

Ling Xiaotian smiled faintly, "Who will be Huang?"

"Uh..." This question is really difficult to answer, Ru Xiaonan choked for a while, "I think Huang should be a lady."

"Could it be Tongtong?" Ling Xiaotian lowered his eyes, staring at the ebony flute in his hand, "Could it be her?"

"This one……"

Ling Xiaotian smiled self-deprecatingly, "What Tongtong is most afraid of is getting angry, how could it be her...if only she would be fine..."

Seeing Ling Xiaotian in this state, Ru Xiaonan couldn't help feeling sad.

It was so heartbreaking that even she couldn't help but want to comfort him.

But she knew that Qing Moyan was sitting there looking at her.

If she dared to show a little "love", that guy would definitely make her face embarrassing again.

"Let's talk about the summoning tomorrow." Qing Moyan stood up first and walked out.

Seeing this, Ru Xiaonan hurriedly followed her out.

In the evening, Ru Xiaonan helped Qing Moyan change the medicine on the wound on his back.

"It seems that Ling Xiaotian loves his wife very much." Ru Xiaonan said quietly.

Qing Moyan hummed, noncommittal.

Ru Xiaonan put away the medicine cloth she had replaced, and was about to take it out and throw it away.

The wrist was suddenly grabbed by Qing Moyan.

"Hey, what are you doing..." Before she could react, the foreground had turned and she was pushed down on the bed.

Qing Moyan leaned down and bit her lips lightly.

Ru Xiaonan faltered in protest.

"My wife is too sentimental." Qing Moyan let go of her lips, and reached out to stroke her hair, "Do you really want to cast the summoning spell again?"

"Of course." Ru Xiaonan said in a low voice, "I think grandfather and the others have stayed here for generations for this day, to summon all the four holy beasts to this world, and to clear away all monsters and evil."

"This is not something you should care about." Qing Moyan looked down at her with a serious expression.

"Maybe it's fate." She grinned.

For some reason, Qing Moyan suddenly remembered what Jin Baihe had said to him: Maybe, all of this is an arrangement of fate.

Could it be that God destined her to take on this responsibility?

"You are my woman." He stared at her, put his hands on her shoulders, "You are mine." He paused every word, "You don't have to care about those issues, even if everyone in the whole city I don't care if I'm dead, and I don't feel guilty, you should know what kind of person I am..."

Ru Xiaonan's heart trembled.

The reason why he doesn't care about other people's lives, and doesn't feel guilty, is all because his kindness was exhausted during his painful and difficult growing up years.

As the Shaoqing of Dali Temple and in charge of the dark prison department, he is a knife.

No matter who the other party is, no matter women, children, old or young, the emperor's life is difficult, he can't be kind, otherwise he will be the last person to die.

"I just want you to have a good life and stay with me safely and happily, understand?" His tone was so serious that it could even be said to be filled with an inexplicable eagerness.

Ru Xiaonan was completely fascinated by him.

"If you have problems again after this summoning ceremony, what should I do? Have you considered for me?" He asked in a low voice.

Ru Xiaonan pursed her lips tightly.

"I know, I know you'll be worried." She reached out and stroked his cheek tenderly, "But if I don't do anything, I will feel sad. I think that's why my grandfather taught me yin and yang."

Qing Moyan lowered the corner of her mouth.

I have to admit that as his investigation deepened, he felt more and more that this old guy Ru Yizhou had lied to them in a certain way.

Although he raised Xiaonan, it was because he had another purpose.

Did he know that such a day would come from a long time ago, Ru Xiaonan's strength in Yin-Yang Art can be said to be amazing, but she was cast with a sealing spell to seal her talent.

Now that seal has disappeared inexplicably.

He always felt that something bad was going to happen, but he couldn't figure out what the problem was.

This inexplicable anxiety disturbed his mind.

He lowered his head and gently pecked the corner of her mouth, before slipping his big hand on her body familiarly.

Ru Xiaonan put her arms around his neck, and responded to him softly.

Qing Moyan's mood suddenly became warm.

When he suppressed the defenseless prey under him and was about to launch an attack, he saw Ru Xiaonan frowning.

He took a deep breath and stopped his body movements.

"what happened?"

Ru Xiaonan faltered.

Just now, her stomach hurt a little, but she didn't expect that the menstruation would be delayed for so long, and she was too embarrassed to tell him, so she shook her head.

Qing Moyan was ready to invade again.

But he saw the little thing under him with a bitter face.

Qing Moyan let go of her legs and laid her flat.

Ru Xiaonan looked at him in confusion.

Qing Moyan fell beside her, hugged her into her arms, and kissed her passionately, but there was no further move.

"You...don't you want to?" She asked in a low voice, a little embarrassed.

Just now the arrow was on the string, she could feel it.

"It's okay, the wound on the back hurts." Qing Moyan said vaguely, "Go to sleep."

As he spoke, he pulled off the quilt and wrapped her up.

Ru Xiaonan's face was blushing, and the quilt felt hard on her thigh.

As for the ghost, the last time he was in the ancient tomb, his injury was worse than this, isn't he just as passionate?
"How about...you take it easy?" She hesitated, and even she couldn't calm down when she said this.

"Don't make trouble, go to sleep." Qing Moyan forced her head into her arms.

Ru Xiaonan couldn't move, so she just nestled there, and after a while, she actually fell asleep.

Qing Moyan gritted her teeth fiercely, let her go slowly, got off the bed and went into the bathroom.

After 10 minutes, he came out with beads of cold water all over his head.

There was a faint flute sound outside the window, melodious and tactful, but listening to it made people feel empty and panicked.

He has already tasted this kind of unforgettable taste. At that time, Ru Xiaonan was eaten by Gu King and disappeared from his sight.

It was as if his heart had been ripped out.

Sometimes when he fell asleep in a daze at night, he would see her sitting there smiling at him, as sweet as honey.

When he stretched out his arms to hug her, she turned into a pile of foam.

"Snap" disappeared into the air.

When I woke up, there was only the deathly silence of the sleeping tent and the cool dampness on the side of my cheek.

Qing Moyan pursed her lips, slowly picked up the phone, and dialed Mu Bolun's number.

"Tomorrow... Invite Dr. Zhong again, um, yes, I don't want her to make any mistakes during the summoning ceremony."

(End of this chapter)