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Chapter 73

A Jade-like Boy

Author: Ting Lan Tingyu

A Jade-like Boy

Qinglin was not here, and no one even opened the door curtain.

How will you survive the next few days?

He sighed, and the moment he stepped across the threshold, he immediately cheered up and walked towards the bed carrying the wooden basin.

*

Ye Junlan was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a study tour diary in her hand, her eyebrows sparkling, the corners of her lips slightly curved, and she was reading with gusto.

A gentle, jade-like young man, only when he reads strange and bizarre fantasy stories, will he reveal a bit of youthful vigor that is unique to him.

Qingyang came closer with a wooden basin, squatted down, stretched out his hand and tried it in the basin. He felt that the water temperature was just right. He held up the little master's feet and gently put them in. He gently rubbed the acupuncture points on his legs with both hands.

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Ye Junlan had no feeling in her lower limbs and was left to his own devices.

The cold poison corroded the bones, his legs were bitingly cold, and the skin was covered with white frost that was visible to the naked eye.

Qingyang rubbed it for a while, his hands were shaking with cold, and he hurriedly reached into the water, using the hot water to relieve the biting cold.

The hot medicine in the wooden basin neutralized the cold frost, and the temperature dropped quickly.

In just one cup of tea, the water becomes cold and the soaking effect is lost.

Qingyang's eyebrows dimmed for a moment, then he saw that the young master was in a good mood, smiled happily, cheered up again, picked up the wooden basin, turned around and walked out.

When he came back, Ye Junlan was still reading, her eyelids slightly red from staying up late.

"Master, it's late at night, go to sleep."

Qingyang bent down, supported his legs and turned them around, pulled the quilt and covered him.

"Um."

Ye Junlan smiled gently, closed the book reluctantly, leaned back according to his strength, lay down, and closed his eyes peacefully.

Qingyang knelt down and picked up the firewood in the kang hole with a wooden stick to make sure it would not go out. Then he felt relieved, hugged his quilt, tiptoed to the small bed, and lay down with his clothes on.

*

Have a good night's sleep.

Ye Junlan woke up early in the morning. For some reason, her mind was clear and her energy was particularly good.

The nightmares that troubled him in the past did not appear, and he slept until he woke up naturally.

Qingyang was still asleep, snoring one long and one short, which sounded very rhythmic.

Ye Junlan smiled and did not wake him up. She closed her eyes again and enjoyed the rare comfort.

"Dong dong."

Two slight knocks on the door came, and the door opened a crack. Shi Jian poked his head into the room and saw Qingyang still sleeping, looking a little surprised.

"Shi Jian, come in."

Ye Junlan opened her eyes and looked at the door with a smile.

"Master Lan, my master asked me to come over and help Qingyang wash and change your clothes."

Shi Jian pushed open the door and entered. When the path collapsed, he kicked Qingyang.

"Who is it? You dare to kick me."

Qingyang woke up instantly and suddenly jumped up from the platform, glaring at him angrily.

"Tch, you alone dare to call yourself young master?"

Shi Jian sneered and kicked him again.

"Shi Jian, is that you?"

Qingyang is just a young boy, he doesn't know martial arts, and when he sees clearly that he is a swordsman, his aura is three points weaker at first.

"The master is awake, but you are still sleeping."

Shi Jian crossed his arms across his chest, glanced sideways at him, and asked instead, "Is this what you call a loyal protector?"

"Ah? Master, are you awake?"

Qingyang was so startled that his heart trembled. He looked towards the bed and met a pair of clear, lively eyes that were full of amusement.

"Master, please forgive me for this time."

The next second, he got up from the drama, wailed and rushed over, kneeling on the bedside, crying bitterly.

"Do not blame you."

Ye Junlan smiled gently and subconsciously moved in to prevent him from throwing snot on her face: "I just woke up too. I slept peacefully last night and woke up relatively early."
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