Unscrupulous stick: kidnap a regent to farm

Chapter 86

"What?" Mu Qing asked puzzled.

"I..." Long Yuejiao just said a word, and a white handkerchief was handed over from above.

After being dazed for a few seconds, Long Yuejiao took the veil, thanked the person who handed it over, and then tied up her injured leg with the veil.

After the wound was covered, the blood flow slowed down. Although the veil was still wet, Long Yuejiao didn't care. She stood up slowly and looked at the person passing the veil.

It was a very handsome young man. He was wearing an elegant long gown. The whole body of the gown was white, except for a few lines embroidered with gold thread on the cuffs. His waist was bound by a belt inlaid with white jade. His hair was also of the same style. The hair band, so matched, looks extremely appropriate, making people look uncomfortable.

After sizing it up, Long Yuejiao withdrew her gaze and said loudly, "Thank you for borrowing the handkerchief, my lord."

The young man smiled and said, "It's just a veil, I don't care, but I just want to know why he behaves so weirdly, turning his head away when he sees you pulling up his trouser legs, as if he is afraid of seeing you, what is the reason for this?" Is it?"

He pointed in the direction where Mu Qing was.

Taking a glance at Mu Qing, Long Yue frowned tenderly, and made up a reason without changing her face, "He suffers from manphobia, is not used to intimate contact with men, and is even more afraid of looking at a man's body, even a certain part! "

"Fear of men? What kind of disease is this?" the boy asked puzzled.

Long Yuejiao bared her teeth and smiled, and said, "This is just a name for a disease, you just need to know that he is afraid of contacting men."

"He's not a woman, why is he afraid of contacting men?" the young man asked.

Long Yuejiao shrugged, "You have to ask him, I don't know."

The young man responded and walked towards Mu Qing.

Seeing this, Long Yuejiao looked at them with a look on her face.

"Why are you afraid of touching men?" the boy asked as soon as he passed by.

Although Mu Qing didn't look this way, but he kept listening to the conversation between the two, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that Long Yuejiao said that because she was angry, and the purpose was to embarrass him.

He didn't blame her for saying that, but he was a little helpless, so when he heard the young man ask, he just said softly, "I don't know why."

"You don't know either? Have you seen a doctor?" The boy asked curiously.

Mu Qing frowned and shook his head.

Pulling down his sleeves, the young man said, "I'm really curious about what this disease is all about. I wonder if Young Master can go with me to see the doctor?"

"No!" Mu Qing resolutely refused.

The boy frowned, and his voice was a little low, "Why?"

"I'm not familiar with the young master, and I don't want to see the doctor." Putting his words down, Mu Qing coldly walked towards Long Yuejiao.

Before he got close, he saw the blood stains on her legs, his face sank, and he blamed himself, "Did you just pull up your trouser legs because you hurt them?"

"Why do you think it is?" Long Yuejiao retorted amusedly.

Mu Qing was speechless, looked at her legs for a few seconds and then said, "I'll take you back for treatment."

"No!" She refused coldly, "Why are you pretending to be kind now, if it weren't for you, would I be hurt?"

"I... I didn't mean to." He muttered.

Long Yuejiao folded her hands on her chest, expressing her unforgiveness.

Mu Qing looked at her helplessly, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, you can do whatever you want, as long as you go back with me to treat the wound."

"I can do whatever I want?" Long Yuejiao raised her eyebrows with excitement in her tone.

Mu Qing's heart skipped a beat, as if he had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, in the next second, Long Yuejiao said, "Come over and support me, take me for a walk in the mountains and then go back to treat my injuries."

"I..." Mu Qing shook his head vigorously, "No, you have to go back immediately for treatment."

Long Yuejiao snorted coldly, ignored him, supported her injured leg with one hand, and walked forward.

Although the knee was scratched, it was just a little bit of trauma, except for a little bleeding, there was nothing serious about it, so it didn't affect her walking very much, of course, this was what Long Yuejiao thought.

In the eyes of Mu Qing who was watching, Long Yuejiao's walking was very bitter and difficult, seeing her move up step by step, his heart ached.

After watching for a while, he finally couldn't help going over to support her, "I'll help you up the mountain, but if you promise me, you can only walk around for a while."

"En." Glancing at him, Long Yuejiao responded happily.

Mu Qing sighed softly, and focused on helping her move around.

Seeing that they ignored them and left on their own, the boy handing over the handkerchief touched his nose, and hurried to catch up and said, "Young masters, I see that everyone has gone to the Rakshasa Temple, why are you still going there?" go up?"

"We are going to climb the mountain." Long Yuejiao replied.

The young man pursed his lips and asked, "Is there a Raksha Temple on this mountain that attracts people? There are only some trees and flowers on the mountain, but there is a master of fortune telling in the Raksha Temple, and I heard that the emperor will come today."

Listening to his words, Long Yuejiao felt a little weird, she squinted her eyes and said, "Since you think the Rakshasa Temple is attractive, you should go, don't follow us."

"But I want to know why you didn't go?" the boy asked with a smile.

"We want to climb mountains."

Stroking his chin, the young man asked clearly, "You mean, your desire to climb mountains is not attracted by the Raksha Temple?"

"Yes." Long Yuejiao nodded.

"But why?" The boy asked again.

Long Yue raised her eyebrows tenderly, glanced at him and said, "Originally you wanted to eat cucumbers, but people insisted that braised pork is attractive, so you are going to give up cucumbers and eat braised pork?"

"Compared between meat and cucumber, I must choose meat." He took it for granted.

Long Yue smiled delicately, stretched out her hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "I'm the kind who chooses cucumbers, which is called insisting on my own opinion, so don't ask why, the young master wants to visit the Rakshasa Temple, so he hurried to the gate and guarded it." , so that you won’t be able to squeeze in when the door opens later.”

Hearing this, the boy's eyes flickered and he said, "I'll go climbing with you too!"

"What? Don't eat braised pork anymore?" Long Yuejiao asked teasingly.

The young man smiled and changed the subject, "My name is Junfeng, I don't know your names?"

"My name is Long Yue, and his name is Mu Qing!"

Jun Feng nodded, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "I don't know who he is? Why is he shaved and wearing a monk's robe?"

Obviously, even if he didn't point it out, Long Yuejiao knew that he was asking about Mu Qing. She glanced at Mu Qing, then turned her gaze back, looked at Jun Feng with scrutiny and said, "Young Master Jun, hand me the handkerchief." Zige, I’m afraid it’s not because you’re curious about why Muqing’s behavior is weird, but you want to get close to us and find out if he’s a monk from the Rakshasa Temple, right?”

Looking at her innocently, Junfeng said, "How can you doubt me so much? I didn't deliberately approach you by handing over the handkerchief."

"You think I'll believe it?" Long Yue asked coolly.

"You..." Junfeng didn't seem to expect that she wouldn't accept such a trick, and was a little angry at the moment.

(End of this chapter)