The first disciple of Qingzhuo Zhenren, who is tall and handsome, has a bad temper and high cultivation level. He is simply a mouth-watering but impossible to get. It is delicious and harmonious and spicy enough!

But that was the same as before, but now it has fallen into the dust, and everyone wants to come and step on it.

Everyone was born to their parents, with a head on their shoulders, and two hands and feet. Why is she so lucky? She worships such a good master and can cultivate famous scholars and powerful people with her foundation again.

In short, the reason why Qin Meiyu is promising has nothing to do with her is just because she worships a good master.

What’s funny is that I don’t know how many lifetimes of Gao Xiang got such a good opportunity, but Qin Meiyu didn’t cherish it, and even caused such a huge disaster that implicated Qingzhuo Zhenren. I really didn’t know how to be polite.

If you don’t have this life, you can’t take it even if you give me great benefits.

Now that she, Qin Meiyu, fell into the mud by herself, why not step on her so that she will never turn over.

It seemed that the more ruthless Qin Meiyu was, all the grievances that were suffered because of his incompetence disappeared.

After five years in the Ice and Fire Hell Pond, Qin Meiyu didn't know how he survived it.

It hurts so much...

The familiar roasting sensation came up, Qin Meiyu was sweating profusely and had difficulty breathing, and she couldn't help but beg for mercy: "Master...Master...Save me...I didn't kill her...I didn't...You save me..."

I didn't kill Xiao Qianye!

No!

Her whole body was sore, as if it was placed on the stove and was scorching. The chains on her hands and feet bound her not to let her resist at all.

Her fingers were trembling with pain. Qin Meiyu bit her lips. When the smell of blood spread in her mouth, she finally broke herself out of her suffocation and breathed in big mouths.

I could hear the voices in my ears, which were very vague and I didn’t know who it was.

Someone wiped her sweat, and her sleeves slid across her cheeks, and there was the quietness of cold plums.

Qin Meiyu struggled to reach out and grabbed the sleeve and slowly opened his eyes.

Her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and the light was too bright, so she couldn't see clearly, so she just held the things in her hand tightly.

"I didn't kill her..." I don't know if it was because of the pain in my body or the pain in my heart. Qin Meiyu felt that she could not control her tears and cried in a hoarse voice, "I was taught by you... How could you not believe me..."

Her yelling overflowed from her throat, just like a mosquito or a fly, but she cried helplessly, until a slightly cool palm covered her hand and slapped it, as if comforting.

It's the master...

After suffering for so long, can you finally get a little reward?

Qin Meiyu carefully pressed her face over, humble and cowardly.

"...I'll be guarding you all my life... OK... Master..."

The hand froze and wanted to pull it back, but was held tightly by Qin Meiyu. She ignored the severe pain spreading from her waist and sounded like a mosquito and flies, but she wrote her lips on the back of the man's hand with great devout devotion: "I... like you..."

The hand that Qin Meiyu, which was held tightly, suddenly retracted it, and Qin Meiyu also moved with her body. The pain worsened. Qin Meiyu opened her hands, rushing to her heart, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fainted.

I don’t know how long it took, but Youyou regained some consciousness. Qin Meiyu felt that someone was shaking in front of her. She reached out with one hand, helped her up, and fed her a cool medicine.

The mouth and tongue were dry and I wanted to drink water, but the medicine juice was too bitter. Qin Meiyu only took two or three sips and was unwilling to swallow it anymore. The man paused for a moment, pinched her cheeks, and poured the medicine into her mouth bit by bit.

Too bitter...

Qin Meiyu felt nauseous and retching a few times. Something was fed to her mouth. She subconsciously closed her mouth. The man was very patient and slowly moistened her lips little by little. It was not until she tasted a hint of sweetness that she was willing to open her mouth slowly.

It's sugar, very sweet sugar...

Qin Meiyu relaxed his body and fell asleep again with the medicinal properties.

When Qin Meiyu opened her eyes, Chu Qingyan was not in the morning breeze and waning moon.

The one who guarded her was Xue Tingzhu.

The young man as gentle as jade sat in front of the window and looked quietly at the book in his hand. The green bamboos outside the window were tall and the corner of the pavilion was covered with vines and purple flowers, setting off the tranquility of the room.

Qin Meiyu didn't dare to speak out and watched quietly.

The biggest regret in my previous life was that I failed to meet Xue Tingzhu before I died.

The years before her are quiet and peaceful, once her dream...

Qin Meiyu lay on the soft pillow, her neck was a little sore, and she quietly changed her position. Just as she was about to look over again, she saw Xue Tingzhu turning her head.

As soon as the two of them touched their eyes, Qin Meiyu felt a little embarrassed.

Xue Tingzhu smiled gently, closed the book in her hand and walked over: "Master said you will wake up today. If you don't wake up again, your master's signature will not be able to be saved."

The warm voice said warm words. Qin Meiyu was very greedy for this warmth, and she also smiled: "I dare not smash the signature Song Daoren's signature to be exchanged for wine."

Xue Tingzhu brought the medicine that had been warming aside: "Do you drink the medicine, otherwise the wound will hurt again."

It was still the bitter and retching medicine. Qin Meiyu frowned and drank it all without saying a word.

"It's not very difficult to feed the medicine," Xue Tingzhu took the empty bowl, picked up a piece of candy from the side and handed it to Qin Meiyu, "Reward you for your good medicine."

Qin Meiyu took it and stuffed it into her mouth. The sweet feeling quickly replaced the bitter feeling in her mouth that was about to numb the taste. She tried to defend herself with some embarrassment: "I'm not a child..."

Xue Tingzhu pointed to a white clay pot next to the table and said with a smile: "Didn't those candies be bought to coax children? Could it be that Qingzhuo Zhenren eats them himself?"

Qin Meiyu looked over.

A white clay pot was placed on the small table beside the bed. It had a fat belly and looked very solid. A red lotus-shaped decoration was tied to the lid, which looked very beautiful.

She looked at it and suddenly laughed.

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This period of life was Qin Meiyu's dream.

She lives in the morning breeze and waning moon, and Xue Tingzhu comes to accompany her every day. Green bamboo, waterweed, cold plums, and the gentle Xue Tingzhu, these things she once longed for are now within her reach.

The injury recovered very quickly, and there was no need to mention Song Daoren's medical skills. In addition, Qin Meiyu was in a good mood. In just ten days, the big wreck on her back had already been scabbed and healed. As long as the movement was not large, she could walk down the ground.

I haven't had such a relaxed and comfortable life for a long time. Every day's life is extremely simple and monotonous, but extremely warm and down-to-earth.

Such beauty makes Qin Meiyu worry that every day when she wakes up, she is worried that it will be just a dream.

If it was a dream, she would never wake up again. Even if she let everything change, she would be willing.
Chapter completed!