The Harem Rescue Project

The wounded patients in Lingyun Pavilion sit in the hall to rest and line up. Inside the folding gold screen painted with plum and carved flowers, the little medicine boy stands on tiptoe and picks the medicinal materials in the medicine cabinet, and the steaming blue smoke in the medicine furnace Wandering in the hall, the crisp sound of jade collision and subtle footsteps were mixed together, and a slim woman with light white gauze appeared outside the half-opened door, her five fingers with round and pink fingers were slightly bent and opened. After a stream of beads hanging on the door, the slender jade hand rolled up the bamboo curtain and stooped in.

The little medicine boy smashed the medicine in the stone jar with the mortar and smiled, "Doctor Bai, it's over."

Xuan Luo Qing gave a hum, and threw the blood-stained blade into the charcoal fire under the heater. She sat next to a bronze mirror and gently lifted the veil, watching the curse mark on the half of the mirror fade. Shao, save a life, her merits have been recorded on the book.

The curse marks left by Ji Yuekong back then did not completely harm her, her demon nature was difficult to suppress, and she used to accumulate merit to suppress her nature all the year round to make herself live like an ordinary person, but the demon curse greatly controlled her demon nature. In addition to this imperfect face and the two different personalities presented by the demonization, she would like to thank the master Yanyue Zhai who hated her deeply.

The little medicine boy poured the pounded medicine into the medicine furnace, added some water, and suddenly said: "On weekdays, the genius doctor Bai always has a beautiful girl next to him. Today is the Chinese Valentine's Day. This girl is chasing you. It’s always been tight, but now there’s no movement anymore."

As soon as the little medicine boy mentioned Lin Qianshuang, the girl’s hearty smile appeared in her mind, as well as her clinging skills, no matter what stinky face she put on, the girl seemed to be from the desert. Populus euphratica, full of vitality, can't be stifled, nor can it be thrown away.

"His Royal Highness, this is the newly developed plum wine in the restaurant. I tasted it and it tasted good, so I brought you some."

The girl was holding the sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus cake wrapped in oil-paper in her hand, looking at her with the wine, her eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars.

"His Royal Highness, it doesn't matter whether your hands are or not. The wound seems to be very serious. Let me bandage the remaining patients."

The girl was holding her hand worriedly, and when she hurriedly took the medicine, she accidentally bumped into a chair and almost fell. Her rushed and confused appearance made her feel cute inexplicably.

...

Inadvertently, many shots of the two being alone flirted through her mind.

After that, she remembered again, that night that was quite memorable five years ago, that slippery body in the temple, and the wonderful taste of her lips and tongue...

The sound of breathing confused by her, the fierce heartbeat beating because of her, and the blushing and shy face because of her, her reaction made her feel cute and a bit... delicious.

When Xuan Luo leaned back to God, his expression was subtle, and he seemed to be aware of what was in his heart. He was slightly angry, "Little Ginseng, don't mention that annoying spirit to me. If I am in a bad mood, I will treat you as a medicinal material. It's simmered."

The small blade, which was hot in the charcoal fire, flew away, and slanted into the table less than an inch in front of the medicine child medicine jar.

The little Yaotong gave a shock all over, and quickly bowed his head, seeming to apologize to the demon emperor, and then he continued to decoct the medicine to dispense the medicinal materials.

Xuan Luoqing scolded the little medicine boy, but felt a little lost in his heart, as if there was something missing. The clingy little demon Xiu was always diligent, but he just disappeared on such a meaningful day.

With a light pat on her hand, the shadow guards hiding in the dark all knelt on the ground, and the maids served her from all around and changed into the heavenly fox spirit robes that showed noble status.

Xuan Luoqing chose Ye Linglong of the Demon Realm as the tribute on the day of worship of the Ten Thousand Demons, and even secretly and deliberately orally appointed her as the candidate of the Demon Empress, which annoyed the Fengyu clan of the Demon Realm. She used the Nanhai Shizhu to stabilize the situation. The gift was given to the patriarch of Feng Yu clan.

The Qixi Festival was the birthday celebration of the Feng Yu clan, and the patriarch Feng Yu invited her to go there.

Xuan Luo Qing faintly hoped that Ye Linglong could go with her, but the girl dropped the chain at a critical moment, and she didn't even see her figure.

She put on the silver jewelry between her sideburns in front of the bronze mirror. The fuzzy mirror surface was printed with her weird face. As soon as she turned her eyes, she saw a woman in white taking the maid’s hair comb and moving her hand softly. In her hair, follow her hair to braid her hair carefully.

My heart has a secret joy for some reason, her empty heart is surrounded by a sweet current like candied fruit.

Xuan Luoqing's face did not show, she squeezed the wrist of the white-clothed woman, and said coldly: "It's all so late, and I don't lack manpower here, Qianyu girl, you can go back."

"Qingqin, I came so late, so are you unhappy?"

Lin Qianshuang walked into the door, and saw that the group of maids were preparing for Xuan Luo, and he didn't know what important occasion the Demon Emperor was going to attend in such a big pomp.

"You still know to come back."

Xuan Luoqing stood up abruptly and turned around, three thousand silver threads swirling like a moon, silver jade hairpins shook each other, wide sleeves fluttered, and the emperor's majesty suddenly burst out.

Lin Qianshuang's face became stiff, scratched his head, and smiled embarrassedly: "I was temporarily blocked by a few passers-by. I rushed over after I dealt with it, but it was still too late."

"Hmph, don't you know that your curse mark is on, and it will kill you at any time."

Xuan Luo Qingxiu's eyebrows flew into the temple as cold as mountains and rivers. When she saw Lin Qianshuang's pale complexion, the outline of her cold face was slightly soft, and she moved forward with her sleeves, picked up the person and threw it on the bamboo collapse. , Leaning up again, the trailing tail flipped to the ground layer by layer, like a magnolia blossoming cold fragrance instantaneously.

She clung to the tip of her nose, facing her eyes, and Zhu's lips expelled breath all over her lips.

Lin Qianshuang moved her body back a few times, looking at the unavoidable face, and deliberately said: "Qin Qing, you care about me so much, is it because you fall in love with me, your highness? Are you ready to give your subordinates your heart?"

Xuan Luo looked at Lin Qianshuang's face for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled tremblingly, her hand pulled Lin Qianshuang's chin up, forcing her to look at her face, and said: " Mu Qianyu, you are still as arrogant and arrogant as you were five years ago. With your appearance, how can this seat be moved by you."

Lin Qianshuang watched Xuan Luoqing's release of pressure disappear from her body, he sighed, and sat cross-legged on the bamboo collapse.

Xuan Luoqin sat beside her, and also entered meditation. A demon power poured into the spiritual acupuncture point on her back, and two spiritual currents swirled around the two people's body, and merged and merged into one body and emerged between them. Two-phase dual repair spirit ball.

"You have the breath of others, have you ever made friends with others?"

In the sea of ​​divine consciousness, the nine-tailed white fox that Xuan Luo Qing transformed into was lying on Lin Qianshuang's feet, and the blood-red spirit eyes opened in a blink of an inquiry.

Lin Qianshuang wiped her mouth, her eyes seemed to think of something a little unpleasant, and said: "It's a joke between the same door. It's just that we've played too much, and we are also quite embarrassed."

The tail of the nine-tailed spirit fox was wrapped around Lin Qianshuang's body, as if she was about to wrap her into a zongzi, with her small paws patted on top of her head again, and said leisurely: "I don't like other people's breath to stay with you. Regardless of whether you are male or female, you have to remember. Then you find that this person will chop her into minced meat, grind her bones into fragrant powder, and make wax oil for you. If you like the taste, you can order it every day The last smell of candles."

Lin Qianshuang was slapped by the fox's paws on the heavenly spirit, but felt the terrifying coolness showering her head and head, making her soul tremble.

The white fox nestled gently on her thigh, but it was murderous, and her soft fur seemed to be pierced with thorns, unconsciously panicking in her heart.

Lin Qianshuang did not doubt that Xuan Luoqing would do what he said.

This terrifying desire for occupation is exactly the same as those of them.

But thinking of this, her tight face was shallow, and she smiled brightly.

"What are you laughing at, what's so funny?"

The white fox looked at Lin Qianshuang incomprehensibly. Her coercion was beyond the ability of ordinary monks, but the little demon in front of him was not only not nervous, but also smiled relaxedly.

Lin Qianshuang hugged the white fox in his arms and looked at her with "you presumptuous" eyes, and slowly combed the fox's fur, and said softly: "His Royal Highness will say that, but he must care about me, although The way of expression is wrong, but when I think about it, my Highness is pretending to be me, I am very happy."

The white fox struggled a few times with dissatisfaction, but fell silent when he heard what she said. His two furry pointed ears trembled, and those crystal-clear red eyes stared unblinkingly and tilted their heads. Look at her.

"Qinqin, don't worry, since I choose to be with you, my determination will not change until this body decays."

Lin Qianshuang stroked Xuan Luoqing's face, stared for a few seconds, and looked at the vast sea of ​​stars in the sea of ​​divine consciousness.

She doesn't know how to make a girl feel loved.

Ye Linglong was dead a long time ago, and her parasitism was nothing more than a forced renewal of her life. The short birthday, the mission of getting the Red Tear Ring, was destined to let her fail Xuan Luoqing.

She can only follow her silently in her way, so that in her long life, in the days with her, every dull and boring day is filled with different fresh blood, and her life is novel and happy.

That is the only way she can give her love in a short period of time.

In her sleep, Lin Qianshuang was tossed with clothes over and over again. She was awakened with sleepy eyes and pushed to the bronze mirror. Three or four maids cleaned her sideburns for her.

"Girl, your sleep is really groggy. Your Royal Highness has been away for two days. Before leaving, he told us to dress up your Fengyu clan’s birthday banquet, and asked you not to lose her face."

Lin Qianshuang looked into the bronze mirror, her abrupt hickey on her collarbone, her eyes deepened for a moment, the corners of her lips raised, and she said she didn’t like her. She didn’t remember that they had to keep the double-cultivation method they had always used. Under such an ambiguous imprint.