Portable Space: The Divine Doctor, Little Farmer's Girl

Chapter 1160 Qinglang Pavilion

Chapter 1160 Qinglang Pavilion

Qin Lang followed Mr. Qin to travel around the rivers and lakes to practice medicine and save people since he was a child. He is not the kind of person who likes to enjoy life. He thinks seven or eight servants in the mansion are enough to serve him.

Two for the kitchen, two for cleaning, two for washing, and one or two for the janitor, just right.

"No need, the two of us are young, with right hands and feet, we don't need so many servants to serve us."

Qin Lang's answer was exactly what Murong Qinjian wanted.

The fewer servants in the mansion, the better. If there are fewer servants, no one will disturb the two-person world between him and Lang Lang.

"Lang Lang, I've already taken care of the place where we live after we get married. I'll take you to have a look."

Qin Lang was held by his hand and had no choice but to follow behind him.

Murong Qinjian led her through several corridors with carved beams and painted buildings, and then passed two gardens.

It's just that as he walked forward, Qin Lang felt more and more familiar with the scenery in the garden.

"Sunny Pavilion."

Murong Qinjian led her to stop in front of the gate of Qinglang Pavilion.

Qin Lang looked up.

"Qinglang Yazhu, Qinglang Pavilion, there is no difference in the name."

The sky turned overcast at some point, and the dark clouds covered half of the sky, making the light a bit dim.

Murong Qinjian took out a fire folder, lit the two lanterns hanging at the entrance of Qinglang Pavilion, and then led Qin Lang inside, and replied with a smile: "Qinglang is Qin Lang, isn't the place where Lang Lang lives is Qinglang Pavilion? How nice it sounds, and easy to remember."

When I saw the words "Qinglang Yazhu" just now, Qin Lang didn't think about that, but felt that she was too self-indulgent. Now when she heard Murong Qinjian say the meaning of "Qinglang Yazhu" and "Qinglang Pavilion", her heart was sweetened, and she was attracted by it. Murong Qinjian's words made me happy.

"You're the one with the fancy names."

Murong Qinjian clearly saw the happy smile on her mouth, and asked knowingly, "Don't Lang Lang like it?"

"I'm too lazy to care about you."

Qin Lang let go of Murong Qinjian's hand and continued to walk inside.

The light inside was even darker, Murong Qinjian was afraid that she might sprain her feet, so she quickened her pace to follow and light up the lanterns hanging in the corridor.

More than a dozen lanterns illuminated the entire Qinglang Pavilion.

The familiar scenery came into view, Qin Lang's eyes turned around in the yard, he was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes were covered with a layer of moisture that seemed to be there, and he looked at Murong Qinjian.

"Here. How could it follow here?"

Hearing her voice trembling with excitement, Murong Qinjian walked up behind her, stretched out his hand to wrap her in his arms, and interrupted her words with a smile.

"I'm afraid you won't be used to leaving the Qin Mansion suddenly. After Long Yu gave me this house, I asked someone to make proper repairs and changed all the gardens into medicine gardens. The scenery inside Qin Lang Pavilion is It was rectified according to your boudoir in the Qin Mansion."

Qin Lang was so moved that he tried his best to hold back the tears of emotion, not letting himself cry like a little woman.

"No wonder there were no flowers, plants or trees in the two gardens I passed by just now, and the layout of the gardens seemed familiar."

Murong Qin said: "Flowers, plants and trees originally existed, but I have someone pull them out. After you enter the mansion, we will plant medicinal herbs in it together. We will plant whatever you like."

Knowing that apart from practicing medicine and saving lives, Qin Lang likes to squat in the yard all day picking up herbs, so Murong Qinjian specially ordered his servants to pull out the plants, flowers and trees and leave the garden empty.

"Ah."

Feeling that Murong Qinjian was hugging him more and more tightly, Qin Lang blushed and nodded with a heartbeat.

Qin Lang didn't resist, Murong Qinjian lowered his head and whispered in her ear more and more presumptuously: "Lang Lang, do you like it?"

His gentle tone was like coaxing a child.

The voice is as soft as cotton.

Sure enough, Qin Lang was so coaxed by him that he replied foolishly according to his heart: "I like it."

The corners of Murong Qinjian's mouth raised an arc.

"Lang Lang, your answer is so perfunctory, I don't believe it."

Qin Lang seemed to be drunk at the moment, and continued to speak exactly as he wanted.

"Then how do I answer it so that you can trust me?"

Murong Qinjian let go of the hand around her waist.

"Turn around, look me in the eyes and say it again, and I'll believe you."

Qin Lang turned around obediently.

As soon as she turned around, a pair of slender arms wrapped around her waist again, and then a kiss blocked what she wanted to say.

Except for the two kissing once at the critical moment of Nanman's life and death, Murong Qinjian never kissed Qin Lang again. Beating himself, at first he only dared to touch Qin Lang's red lips lightly, not daring to push himself further.

After gently sticking to it for a while, Murong Qin felt a pair of soft arms actively hugging her waist, and Murong Qin was overjoyed.

Lang Lang catered to him.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Murong Qinjian hugged the woman in his arms tightly, attacking the city unceremoniously.

Murong Qinjian didn't let go until she felt that the body of the woman in her arms had gone limp.

Qin Lang's lips were slightly red and swollen, so he hurriedly turned his eyes away and dared not meet him.

It was the first time to kiss a woman so earnestly. Afterwards, Murong Qinjian didn't know what to say. For a while, the two stood face to face awkwardly.

"Lang Lang Lang, I'm sorry, I couldn't help it just now."

When Murong Qin opened his mouth, he found himself stuttering.

Qin Lang couldn't help but let out a low laugh when he heard him stumble.

"Fool, I don't blame you."

"Lang Lang, you are so beautiful today."

Murong Qinjian looked silly.

"Lang Lang, I'll show you inside the house."

Qin Lang's hand was once again held by Murong Qinjian, and he followed Murong Qinjian into the room.

Qin Lang Pavilion is not big, and the layout of the tea room bedroom is almost the same as the boudoir where Qin Lang lives now, even the position of the dressing table is the same as where Qin Lang lives now.

"Lang Lang, do you want to listen to the piano?"

Murong Qinjian took Qin Lang to sit down on the beauty's couch.

Qin Lang sat on the beauty couch, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Murong Qinjian.

"You can play the piano?"

Having known Murong Qinjian for so long, she only knows that Murong Qinjian is very good in medicine and martial arts, but she has never heard Murong Qinjian play the piano.

There is a qin stand in the room, and there is a guqin on the qin stand, Murong Qinjian let go of Qin Lang's hand and straightened up.

"There are still many things I know, and you will gradually understand after you enter the mansion."

He walked up to the guqin, plucked the strings a few times and tuned it, and then the melodious and smooth sound flowed from his fingers.

Qin Lang sat on the beauty's couch and listened carefully, looking at Murong Qin who was sitting there with his head bowed and plucking the strings, his eyes were full of smiles.

I didn't expect this man to play the piano very nicely. When she made medicine in the future, she could let this man play the piano beside her.

Qin Lang listened to the sound of the piano and fantasized about the future life with Murong Qin, his eyelids became a little heavy unconsciously.

The sound of the piano played by Murong Qinjian was like a lullaby, making her more sleepy the more she listened.

After she lay down on the beauty couch, Murong Qinjian smoothed the strings and tuned the strings, got up and took a thin blanket to cover her body.

(End of this chapter)