The female partner of crossing over

Chapter 63

Nan'an didn't say who made Su Qingyao sick with anger, but it was clear to all parties involved.

"Shut up! Young Mistress is blessed and fateful, nothing will happen. You and Nan Qing get on the carriage, and we will go to Qinglong Temple."

"Yes, Master!"

The wheels were rolling, and the carriage was galloping towards Qinglong Temple.

Qinglong Temple is located between the green mountains and green waters. Although it is not raining in the south of the Yangtze River, the weather in the capital is smooth, so Qinglong Mountain is green and verdant, and the bamboo forest on the mountain behind Qinglong Temple is also cool and clear.

The monk was making tea, and the spring tea before the rain had an indescribably bitter and sweet taste, allowing him to practice meditation while drinking tea, which was very leisurely, and the little Su Qingxi beside him was very learned and well-mannered, with a face full of , but can't hide the restlessness.

"Xiaoqi, calm down."

Su Qingxi frowned, opened her closed eyes, looked at the monk, and said coldly, "Monk, you haven't meditated either!"

The monk was speechless, but Su Qingxi was still unconvinced: "Monk, don't pretend, you couldn't see what I did when you were in meditation before, but now you can feel it if I just don't concentrate. It doesn't mean you are not in meditation, but what does it mean? .Anyway, I always feel that something is wrong. I don’t care about you. I’m going to go ahead and have a look.”

It has to be said that Su Qingxi and Su Qingyao had a telepathic connection. At the moment Su Qingyao fell ill, Su Qingxi knocked out the wooden fish of the little treeless monk. After that, he always felt restless for the next few days. The monk always said that he was not meditating, but He always felt that something was wrong with his family.

Therefore, he had to go back and have a look. As for whether those people in the capital would use him to cause trouble for the monk, he couldn't care less.

Su Qingxi ran away, the monk looked at his anxious back, and the tea bowl in his hand was rippling. He looked at the unsettled tea soup, and knew that he would not be able to meditate today.

But before he put away the tea bowl, Su Qingxi hurried in, followed by two women.

However, these monks didn't pay attention. What he noticed was the person in the arms of the two women. It wasn't that girl Su San, who else could it be.

It's just, why is she in a coma, why is her complexion so bad?

Girl, why are you hurt again?
Girl, how could you be hurt again?
The monk got up, and the white monk's robe flew up, looking empty. He didn't say anything, took Su Qingyao from Qiuyue's arms, and touched her forehead, but found it was terribly hot.

"Monk, hurry up and save my third sister, she doesn't know what's wrong?"

"Master Fusu, please save Miss, as long as Miss is alive, we will repay you by doing our best!"

Su Qingxi cried, Qiushuang and Qiuyue knelt down, but the monk ignored them, and directly carried Su Qingyao into the bamboo house, took out a golden needle to prick her acupuncture points, and seeing Su Qingyao's reaction, he hurriedly wrote down a prescription for Su Qingxi to let him Quickly grab the medicine and boil it, and he took out the silver needle to give Su Qingyao first aid.

Su Qingyao's lips and Su Qingyao's face were extremely pale, the little person lying there made people worry, and a pretty face could show the beauty of sick Xizi even in the paleness, but, at this moment The little beauty frowned, obviously depressed.

Girl, you should be a carefree girl.

The monk stretched out his hand and smoothed Su Qingyao's frown. After a while, she frowned again. The monk knew very well that Su Qingyao had a heart disease, which needed medicine for heart disease, but he didn't have this kind of medicine.

So, he found Qiushuang and Qiuyue and asked, "You miss, why are you sick?"

All problems can be cured only by finding the root cause. Although Su Qingyao's illness can be stabilized quickly under her own treatment, in the future, once she is aroused, she is likely to fall ill again.

The last time I saw her, she was covered with scars, and this time I saw her, she was terminally ill.

Such a meeting, the monk does not want to have a next time.

However, it is impossible for Qiushuang and Qiuyue to tell the monk about Su Qingyao's private affairs, because they know that their young lady does not want others to know her fragility, so they only say that Su Qingyao is depressed because she was changed as a marriage partner. The official statement circulating in the capital will not cause any serious problems if it is spoken out.

Nan Xijun and others, who followed Su Qingyao's carriage at full speed, rushed into the bamboo forest and kicked over Big Hui and Little Hui and walked to the door, just in time to hear Qiushuang and Qiuyue's words.

Feeling depressed after changing the marriage partner?

Could this woman still be unable to let go of Zhao Mingchen?

Although Zhao Mingchen has a good face as a fake mother, but when a woman looks for a man, does she only look at his appearance?Having said that, what's so good about being male or female?

Really reckless!

Nan Xijun was very angry, and his face was not looking good. He pushed open the door of the bamboo house unceremoniously, and saw a monk gently hugging Su Qingyao's small body, and stretched out a pair of slender and white hands to gently press Su Qingyao's. temple.Then Nan Xijun saw that Su Qingyao's frowning brows were slowly relaxed, and her pale mouth curved into an imperceptible arc, which seemed to be very comfortable.

The two of them were leaning together, and in the eyes of outsiders, they were exceptionally harmonious.

However, Nan Xijun was very uncomfortable.

The moment he heard Big Hui and Little Hui wailing, the monk knew that someone had broken in. He didn't look up when he heard the door open, but rubbed his temples for Su Qingyao, waiting to see that Su Qingyao felt comfortable, the monk Only then did Su Qingyao put it down, and then raised her head.

At that moment, both of them were stunned.

The monk was stunned, because he could see the hostility and fierceness hidden under the unrestrained appearance of the young man in scarlet clothes in front of him.Those pair of peach blossom eyes that should have been seductive were on his face, they were plain and a bit more sinister and domineering.

The crimson clothes are like clouds, and the face is as white as jade. As long as he spreads his wings, he will have the domineering aura to overlook the world.

How long has he not seen such a person!
And Nan Xijun was also stunned. He just felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a beautiful face appeared in front of him, with phoenix eyes and thin lips, and a little cinnabar between his brows. Bao set off a demeanor that is as dusty as a fairy, and that gentle and reassuring aura is something that Mr. Nan Xi can't learn.

(End of this chapter)