Confused country poison concubine

Chapter 322: The Devil (2)
"That's what he said." Qiu Yebai said indifferently, such a tone sounded like Bailichu's.

"Well, the poor monk doesn't know exactly when Ah Chu existed, it was probably still in the Mantra Palace..." He paused, his expression a little distant and confused: "It was probably when the Mantra Palace gave incense, and the poor monk was still young at that time. I was young, and every time the poor monk woke up from his dream, he would find himself in a strange place. The time seemed to pass extremely fast, and his body was always covered in blood for some reason. After a long time, I realized that Ah Chu didn't know When did it appear, but Ah Chu seems to have known the existence of the poor monk for a long time."

Qiu Yebai felt a little relieved, if Yuan Ze knew exactly what Bai Lichu was doing, he would really be the most foolish fool in the world who thinks he is smart, but is actually the most ridiculous.

But... for some reason, she always felt that something was wrong. Although Yuan Ze was dull, he was still quite vigilant in some aspects. She also noticed that he seemed to have an instinctive ability to perceive the good and evil of people's hearts.

So at the beginning, she obviously approached him with other purposes, why was he willing to follow her?

"That is to say, you don't even know what Baili Chu did when he took possession of his body?" Qiu Yebai said lightly. She really wanted to know whether the current Yuanze was really the one she saw all along. So clean and pure, will she lie to her?

Yuan Ze shook his head, looked into her eyes, and said softly: "No, although the poor monk is a bit more ignorant, he is not completely ignorant of what he has done. At least the poor monk knows that you are the person Ah Chu cares about, and he has never Then you cared about a person so much that he needed me to get close to you, so as to prevent you from being too defensive against him."

Yuan Ze seemed to be caught in his own thoughts, and looked at Qiu Yebai with some confusion: "The poor monk doesn't even know why he cares about you so much. Holding you makes me feel so comfortable that the poor monk can feel the joy and warmth."

Qiu Yebai was stunned for a long time when he heard the words—warmth?
Looking at his exquisite and unparalleled face, she seemed to be able to see another unpredictable, cold and powerful soul through those pure and beautiful silver-gray eyes.

A trace of complexity flashed in Qiu Ye's white eyes, she seemed to have heard him mention it when she was fighting him.

warmth?

Maybe it's because he likes to drink warm blood?
She couldn't help but sneered, then suddenly coughed a few times, turning her face away.

Yuan Ze was taken aback for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, just when he realized what he had done, he unconsciously reached out to touch Qiu Yebai's temples.

He felt the delicate and smooth touch under his fingertips, that familiar yet unfamiliar feeling immediately reminded him of that beautiful night, her soft waist, delicate skin, slender legs, and... that special Fascinatingly soft and fragrant.

He froze for a moment, quickly withdrew his hand, grabbed the rosary on his wrist, blushed, "...I'm sorry...poor monk..."

At the moment when his cold fingertips touched his cheek, Qiu Yebai also remembered the absurdity and confusion of that night, when his pure eyebrows and eyes were burning with crimson lust, he was astonishingly beautiful, It seems to be dyed with spring colors all over the world.

She lowered her eyes, turned her head to pick up the tea cup on the side, and drank the cold water in the cup.

Yuan Ze suddenly hesitated and said: "The poor monk has something to ask, I wonder if the little white benefactor can answer the poor monk."

Qiu Yebai saw that he looked a little weird, so she said calmly: "If I can answer, I will naturally answer for you."

Yuan Ze nodded, hesitated for a while, groped for a while with his fingertips for the small cup depicting Bizhu in his hand, and then said: "Little Bai benefactor...you...are you really my daughter's family?"

The cup in Qiu Yebai's hand fell to the table with a bang, and she looked at him expressionlessly for a while.

"Are you going to humiliate me?"

Yuan Ze shook his head immediately when he heard the words, and said urgently: "No, it's not, it's just...it's just that the poor monk was out of his mind that day...he only had the look of Xiaobai's benefactor in his eyes, so..."

"So, you don't know if I'm a daughter?" Qiu Yebai sneered: "Don't tell me, you really don't even know about it?"

Although looking at Yuan Ze's expression, she couldn't believe it, this stupid monk seemed to really not know the fact that another soul in his body already knew.

The division was too thorough. He might not know what Bailichu knew, but what he knew was clear to Bailichu. She almost thought that Bailichu was the real master of the original body. .

"No, although the poor monk was in a daze that day, he knew that Xiaobai benefactor, you were a daughter, but afterward, he always suspected that he was dreaming, always... always..." Yuan Ze whispered with a blushing face , the voice is getting lower and lower.

Qiu Yebai didn't know what to say. No wonder he didn't look surprised when he saw her body that day. Afterwards, she suspected him countless times that he already knew something.

It turned out that he was just belatedly aware of it!

Qiu Yebai took a sip of tea from the cup, and seeing him at a loss, without the usual tranquility, a strange and subtle emotion surged in her heart, she didn't want to recall the absurdity of that night, so she simply changed the subject Go back: "So you help him get close to me?"

Although Yuanze's silver-gray pupils had a trace of uncertainty and uneasiness, they were so frank and honest. He said softly, "Little Bai Benefactor, are you angry?"

Qiu Yebai was silent for a while, then raised her eyebrows mockingly: "Do you make me angry?"

Yuan Ze looked at her, and finally sighed softly: "Is this the fault of the poor monk? The poor monk is also very curious about what kind of person Ah Chu cares so much about."

Qiu Yebai looked at him and snorted lightly: "You are honest."

Yuan Ze looked at her, his eyes warm and indifferent: "The poor monk said that he would not lie, not to mention that that person is you - Xiaobai benefactor."

Qiu Yebai looked at him, the heart lake that seemed to have calmed down for three days seemed to suddenly have ripples again.

She lowered her eyes and said lightly: "Then now, what do you think I am like?"

Yuan Ze looked at her, was stunned for a moment, and then said: "The benefactor Xiaobai is..."

He hesitated for a moment, but he didn't seem to know how to express it. After a while, he said seriously: "It's the person I want to cherish."

This time, Yuan Ze used me instead of the poor monk.

A cool autumn breeze came outside the window, blowing his long white hair. Under the sunlight, his eyes were pure, gentle and pious, as if she was the Buddha he cultivated in his eyes.

Qiu Yebai looked at him, with mixed emotions in his heart, but suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly, and said coldly: "Oh, yes, if Baili Chu wants to suck my blood dry or kill me one day, you What should I do?"

(End of this chapter)