"Hibiscus Blooms: Only Envy Mandarin Ducks, Not Immortals"

Chapter 37

Feeling Lanlan, meaning Shanshan, looking at the moon, people are uneasy.

Today, tomorrow, goodbye in a hurry, when will we see you?

Standing alone in front of the window, looking at the moonlight in the distance, Hao Yunnuo's thoughts flew back to that night filled with flute sounds...

He plays, she sings; he talks, she listens.Hearts should have been tied together at that time.Otherwise, how could I think of such a moonlit night when I close my eyes.

Yes, it should be fortunate that so many years of life have already calmed down her young heart.I never thought that my cold and lonely self would find such a stalwart figure and such a warm support in this world of mortals!

Thinking of this, the corner of her mouth couldn't help but smile.

He, what is he doing now that he is warm?Do you think about Yueyao like she does?
Gently flicking the glazed lamp in her hand, her thoughts returned to the night of the Qixi Festival in a trance: Didn't it be agreed, hold your hand and grow old together.

With her heart warming, she immediately walked to a bronze mirror and sat down slowly. What imprinted on her eyes was the brows like distant black, the starry eyes and white teeth, and the taupe-colored clothes he specially prepared.

He knows her!

Thinking of all the past, her smile grew stronger.In the haze, she unexpectedly discovered that there was a lotus hairpin embedded with a red halo on her bun.

Hastily tore it off, and looked carefully, it turned out to be the hairpin that Jing Lanxuan insisted on buying: the whole body was emerald green, glowing with green light, and also slightly red.

At that time, my heart had doubts: When did he help her wear it?
Shaking his head slightly, this Jing Lanxuan is really unexpected!

"Kang Dang!" I was snickering to myself when I suddenly heard a loud noise from the next door.

What's going on?
Didn't you drink all the medicine?The hand has already been bandaged, how can there be such a sound?

Thinking of this, Hao Yunnuo quickly stood up and ran towards Xiao Qingyuan's room.

Pushing open the door in a panic, at that moment, she found that Xiao Qingyuan was lying on the bed and sitting obliquely beside the coffee table, and there was a pile of broken pots lying at his feet.

Of course, Xiao Qingyuan couldn't help being taken aback when he suddenly saw himself.

"What's the matter? Do you want to drink water?" Seeing his unnaturalness, Hao Yunnuo spoke out first.Walking to his side while talking, poured a full cup of tea and handed it over, "The injury is not healed yet, just call me if you need anything."

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I was stunned for a moment, I didn't stay in this room, how can I tell him to do it.

"Xiao Huang, why don't you pour a cup of tea for the general!" Thinking of this, Hao Yunnuo smiled shyly, and then shouted at the little yellow monkey in the room.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the little yellow monkey jumping and jumping and screaming, as if he was really defending himself.

This move of it made the two people in the room dumbfounded.Is this little thing really... so spiritual?

"It's okay, I'm just thirsty." With a slight smile, Xiao Qingyuan also fixed his eyes on the little yellow monkey.It's not that he doesn't want to look at the person in front of him, but that he's afraid, really afraid that when he takes a close look, those words that are suppressed in his heart will come out all at once.

However, after laughing, he was extremely anxious.

what to do?This right hand really can't use any strength.Could it be... from now on, you can no longer use force?

The brows naturally frowned.

"Don't worry, I will definitely heal your hand!" He was staring at the little yellow monkey happily, and suddenly saw his slightly frowning brows, Hao Yunnuo's heart sank suddenly, "In the future, it will definitely be the same as before Dance the sword with you, kill the enemy with you!"

She couldn't help holding his right palm, and at that moment, a little light appeared in her piercing eyes.

Are you worried?Are you worried about his hand injury?
Seeing her so excited, Xiao Qingyuan couldn't help but nodded.

"Sleep, I'll watch over here." Before he could withdraw his thoughts, he was caught off guard by Hao Yunnuo and helped him to the carved wooden bed.

Lifting the thin quilt, the woman next to him actually helped him fall asleep, and gently tucked the corners of the quilt, not allowing him to talk, then Hao Yunnuo fell asleep on the coffee table in the room.

In fact, Xiao Qingyuan was nervous about his hand, why wasn't she?
If it wasn't for her, he would still be his young master in Zhenyuan Hou Mansion right now.The thought of this made her blame herself even more.Unexpectedly, she fell into a deep sleep while thinking wildly.

So tired, she was so tired!
However, she was already sound asleep, but the person on the bed couldn't fall asleep. Lying on the bed, quietly staring at her injured right palm, Xiao Qingyuan's brows never loosened.

His hand might not heal for a while, his father must be very worried after being missing for so long.

But under such circumstances, how could he easily show up and contact his father!You know, now he is not alone, there is another person waiting for him to protect.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sneak a peek at the figure beside him: a plain shirt, black hair, demure as the wind, sitting upright like an orchid.

Silently closing his eyes, his thoughts immediately flew to the past like the wind.

Under the setting sun, in Xiahe, wearing a white shirt and a touch of plain clothes, mixed with that silver bell-like laughter...

The free flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the boundless silk rain is as fine as sorrow.How long, how long have not dreamed of such a scene.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, and fell asleep deeply with infinite satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)