You are heartbroken

Chapter 38 He and him and him and her

Lin Ziqing stepped on the peach blossoms, and saw the young man in red standing under a peach tree from a distance.

Peach blossoms and snow covered his blue hair, but the young man didn't care, as if his mind was wandering, his deep pupils were unfocused, confused and sad.

It's picturesque, but it's even more thrilling than a painting.

Xi Suyou's long and narrow phoenix eyes looked back slightly, and saw Lin Ziqing standing in white clothes not far away among the peach blossoms and snowflakes in the sky.His eyes were indifferent, and his pupils seemed to be unable to see the color clearly, and his appearance was six points similar to that of Ah Xi.

but.Ah Xi's eyes are deeper, black and shiny, as if he can see through others to the bottom of his heart.

Xi Suyou's figure moved slightly, her white feet stepped on the peach blossoms floating in the air, and in half a second she happily came to Lin Ziqing, her blue hair dancing with the peach blossoms.

It's like the scene when I met Ah Xi for the first time.

"What's your name?" He looked away and asked calmly.

"Lin Ziqing." He replied calmly, looking at the indescribably astonishing face of the person in front of him, he could guess that he was the owner of Peach Valley, and he was so beautiful that he was fascinated.

"Lin Ziqing?" Xi Suyou frowned and read it softly, looking a little cute.

Oh, Lin Ziqing.I seem to have heard Yun mention that Ah Leng brought the Lin family's child from the Lin family.Then he sized him up and found that his body was really weak, and he was afraid that life in the Lin family would be difficult.

"Then, Ziqing... just follow me from now on." After he finished speaking, he hid his hands that were red with cold in his thick sleeves, his slender figure seemed to have the aura of fairy bones, and walked slowly towards the Fentao Hall .

The weather in Fentao Valley is really much colder than that in Juning City, the snow can't even melt and it will turn into ice.The feet that stepped on the snow were already so red that they seemed to bleed, which made people feel distressed.

It was indeed so cold that it pierced to the bone marrow, but it was as painful as my heart falling into the abyss, so I could only laugh at myself.

Thinking that when we meet again, we will meet each other in battle, I feel so depressed.

Lin Ziqing couldn't help being taken aback when he heard his non-cold words, and when he came back to his senses, the young man in red had already walked away meekly.Looking at the figure, he couldn't help frowning. The boy didn't even wear shoes, and his fair feet seemed to blend in with the dark red robe.

Snowflakes fell on Lin Ziqing's shoulders, he hesitated for a while and sighed, then followed those steps.

In such a cold day, it must be frostbite, it must be painful, it must be cold to death, I really don't love myself, he thought.

There was a hot fire in the Fentao Hall, which made it much warmer than outside.

Xi Suyou's thin and long body curled up on the bed, with one toe slightly on the ground, black hair hanging down, her complexion was as pale as a piece of thin paper, without a trace of blood.

Lin Ziqing walked in without saying a word, and looked at the lazy and weak young man on the bed.

He stepped forward and squatted slightly, and gently pinched the slightly touched foot with his warm and soft hands, and the warmth in his palm was swallowed up in an instant, Lin Ziqing froze for a moment, as if he was so cold that he had fallen into an ice cave.

Feeling her numb feet being held by someone, Xi Suyou's complexion sank, she kicked him away slightly with her insides, tucked her feet into her robe, and said with her eyes closed, "Hugh has to decide on his own."

The words were obviously not cold or cold, but there was a hint of sullenness.

The boy who was kicked on the ground just stood up and smoothed the folds of his clothes. He said, "Master Gu, your feet are frostbitten."

"If you know that I'm your master, then don't meddle in my affairs." He closed his eyes and said.

The owner of the valley should not waste his body like this.Lin Ziqing withdrew his feet slightly from the robe with his hands, and smiled elegantly but could not see a trace of a smile, "What is the reason for doing this, Master Gu?"

He took out the ointment from his arms and applied it carefully, his feet were a little swollen from the cold.

Xi Suyou didn't resist anymore, a little bit of heat came from her numb feet, which made her feel much more comfortable.

But what is it for?

He smiled wryly and opened his eyes to look at the boy in white clothes who was squatting in front of him, he really looked like him.

To spoil yourself like this is just to make yourself feel better, right?

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In the next few days, Xi Suyou stayed on the bed all day long, and the weather in Fentao Valley became colder and colder, even the warm Fentao Hall felt a little air-conditioned.

His bones were tingling, his body was icy cold, maybe the cold poison he got at that time was too cold, and rheumatism was left in his bones.

Xi Suyou thought, most of the heads of various sects are leaving now, on their way to Yancheng.He wanted to know who dared to oppose Fen Taogu, but only he knew what he was thinking in his heart.

"Master, here comes the medicine." Lin Ziqing said calmly, and handed over a bowl of dark soup, "Master, drink it while it's hot."

The black soup medicine reflected his face, and the white mist floating in it was mixed with a strong bitter taste. After drinking this medicine for the past few days, he really wanted to vomit.My heart became more and more uneasy, and I was used to the life with Ah Xi, and I was used to being spoiled, so I felt that I couldn't bear any hardships.

But he had to drink again, how could the sect conference be without him?It's not good for those people to see your physical condition.

After thinking about it, he held his breath slightly and drank it in one gulp, the strong bitter taste in his mouth also penetrated into the bone marrow along with the warming medicine.The cold and bone-piercing eased a little, but only a little.

Seeing his fair and beautiful face, Lin Ziqing frowned in pain, a candied date appeared in the palm of her hand.

Xi Suyou froze for a moment, then stretched out his hand to take it in his mouth, and only then did the bitterness disappear and a hint of sweetness surged in.

This year was really spoiled by Ah Xi, he smiled bitterly in his heart.

After reading the book for a while, I feel really boring.

Lin Ziqing was just sitting quietly and watching something like him, with a somewhat fascinated appearance, which really resembled him.

He said leisurely, "Ziqing, call Feng'er to Taoge."

After saying that, he got up and walked to the depths of Fentao Hall, a wing room, which was a room that no one except Xi Suyou could enter privately.

Actually nothing fancy.

Gently push open the vermilion wooden door carved with blossoming peach blossoms, the peach blossoms are carved so vividly that they look like peach blossoms scattered all over the sky.

The floor of Taoge was covered with soft woolen blankets, which were snow-white. When he stepped on it, he felt the soles of his feet warm, soft and itchy, and shrank into the bed.

The room is also quite big, with a big outrageous hotbed, on the wooden carving table, there are paper pens and inkstones, and on the wooden cabinets are all strange things.

The peach blossom wooden door was half-closed, and the girl Feng stood beside the door quietly. Through the hollowed out part of the peach blossom petals, she saw the young man in red lying lazily on his side, "Guzhu..."

"Come in."

She nodded slightly, opened the door lightly and entered, her eyes were filled with tenderness quietly, "What does the Valley Master want to tell his subordinates?"

Xi Suyou half-closed her eyes, looked at the quiet woman in front of her, and suddenly remembered that when she rescued her, he and her were children of the same age, and ten years passed in a blink of an eye, "Feng'er, would you like to concoct it for me?" Some tea pills?"

Feng girl was dressed in black, her blue silk seemed to blend in with the clothes, her face was clear and beautiful, her eyes changed from quiet to surprised, her face turned pale, "Master...you don't know the medicine, besides relieving pain... ..."

"Of course I know." He smiled, brighter than the warm sun in the blue sky, his eyes slightly curved, "I also know that Feng'er has always cared about me."

Xie Tu Wan, really can relieve any kind of pain, but the more this kind of thing, the more poisonous people will be. If you eat a few more pills, you will become addicted. The toxicity is extremely high. The blood is afraid that even the lifespan will be swallowed.

"Since the master knows, don't let the subordinates prepare it." Her eyes drooped, how could she be allowed to do such a thing?I would rather die by myself than watch this heartless young man in front of me get hurt in the slightest. Perhaps, when I met him for the first time, my fate had already been written.

"Feng'er, you were the one who delivered the medicine that day, right?" He changed the subject again.

Feng froze for a moment, then nodded, she really couldn't watch him suffer.

"Feng'er... I won't die." His calm eyes met her panicked eyes with a bright smile.

He said he would not die.

"Subordinate...understand." As long as I can hear such a promise, as long as you don't die, I can do anything.She lowered her eyes darkly, undulating.

Miss Feng left lightly, Xi Suyou closed her eyes for a while on the bed, but felt unable to sleep.

Standing up and stepping on the soft blanket, the blue and white porcelain placed on the brown wooden cabinet was engraved with charming patterns, and his slender fingers turned the cold blue and white porcelain slightly.

A hidden door appeared in the middle of the cabinet. He pushed the door open and entered. The faint candles on both sides of the secret room were happily lit, illuminating the whole secret room. The secret room exuded a faint smell of ink and damp.

A desk and chair, a pen, and an inkstone.

A painting lying horizontally.

He picked up the painting and stood it in front of his eyes.In the painting, there is only a young man in white clothes with fluttering clothes, a sense of immortality emanating from him, black hair hanging down his shoulder blades, but he has no facial features.

Painting, unfinished.

He stroked the painting, but a sense of desolation came over him.