The sun is blocked by the sea of clouds, and sometimes you can see the glaciers and the earth below through the gaps in the clouds.
Above the clouds, two figures stepped on big swords made of ice cubes and galloped toward the east, with the cold wind blocked out, just like two heavenly immortals traveling far away from the earthly world.
Fan Qinghe was wearing a gorgeous red and yellow gauze dress, dressed like an exotic fairy, and her makeup was extremely delicate, but she looked a little nervous.
Although Fan Qinghe also knew how to do Qinggong, it was definitely the first time in his life that he could fly higher than an eagle. At this time, he was looking at the mountains and rivers flashing below him. He leaned against Ye Jingtang's arms and did not dare to move, for fear of the sound of breathing.
If it was bigger, it would fall down.
After flying through the Night Terror Hall a few times, I have gradually become more proficient in controlling it. I put my arms around Qing He, who has a proud curve. Seeing that she is a little scared, I comfort her softly:
"It's okay. Just relax. With our physiques, we won't break our bones if we fall."
Fan Qinghe knew that he would not be broken if he fell, but he was a little nervous for the first time. At this time, he held the small package for a moment and then gradually relaxed.
Dongming Mountain had already flown over, and now it was above Tianlang Lake. As the holy lake of all tribes in the West Sea, Fan Qinghe was familiar with every village and town in the surrounding area, but this was the first time he saw it from the sky.
In Fan Qinghe's impression, Tianlang Lake is very big, so big that it is insurmountable and can never be walked from south to north.
But at this time, when I was in heaven, I discovered that Tianlang Lake, which had been nurtured and blocked the various tribes of the West Sea for generations, was actually just a small area that could be touched by an immortal with a wave of his finger.
Fan Qinghe can't even count how many stories happened in this small area.
Since the collapse of the Liang Dynasty and the gradual formation of Tianlang Lake, the east and west sides have used this as a boundary to conquer and plunder each other.
The tribes in the West Sea established royal courts several times, but they were destroyed countless times. Generations after generations fought to the death in the prairie fire. There were countless dead bones buried by the lake. There were even rumors that the Snow Lake Flowers were the souls of the soldiers who died fighting by the lake.
Fan Qinghe was born in the tribes of the West Sea since he was a child, but he was not qualified to be close to the shore of the lake where Snow Lake Flowers grew. Since he can remember, he has witnessed the destruction of the royal court and the suffering of the people's lack of food. In order to get back the treasures belonging to the tribes of the West Sea
East and West, Tianlang Lake has been going around in circles for several years.
At this time, looking at the icy lake below in the sky, Fan Qinghe even couldn't understand why the two sides had been conquering and plundering each other for so many years when they were obviously not far apart and both sides were from the same clan.
But fortunately, the smoke on Tianlang Lake has been completely extinguished. From now on, this place is just an inland lake, and the entire world as far as the eye can see is one family. Her Dongming tribe has returned to its proper place.
In some positions, everything that was lost was regained.
Although these things seem to have little to do with her, sleeping with her husband and being tossed in various ways is also a contribution...
As Fan Qinghe thought about it, his thoughts went a little astray.
Ye Jingtang kept looking at Qing He's side face, and found that Qing He, who was full of sighs, suddenly turned red and said curiously:
"What are you thinking about?"
"I didn't think anything of it... How long until we get there?"
"The distance is not far, we will be there in an hour."
Ye Jingtang realized that Qing He was a bit duplicitous, so he focused on the small package Qing He was holding:
"What are you doing with the package? It contains medicine?"
As he spoke, he wanted to raise his hand and take a look.
But Qinghe became nervous and quickly held down the package to prevent him from looking at it:
"Nothing, just a change of clothes."
Change of clothes?
Judging from the size of the package, Ye Jingtang felt that it was not ordinary clothes, and now he became even more curious:
"let me see."
"Eh? Don't..."
Although Fan Qinghe didn't like the demon girl, he still listened to the advice and went out alone with Ye Jingtang. Naturally, she had to reward her well, and the package contained all magic weapons.
Originally, Fan Qinghe wanted to cover it up, but Ye Jingtang blocked it twice, but Ye Jingtang still pulled out a piece of red clothing from the package.
The clothing is gauze, the whole is translucent, the texture is extremely soft, the length is so hairy that it can't even cover the moon, and it can be held in the palm of the hand when kneaded together. It is Ye Jingtang's favorite shirt worn by Qing He.
Ye Jingtang took it in his hand and looked at it. He recognized it without opening it and raised his eyebrows:
"It's really just a change of clothes. It seems I've thought too much."
"Oops~"
Although Fan Qinghe had been in the door for a long time, he was still embarrassed to do this in broad daylight, so he quickly snatched the gauze clothes back and stuffed them into his arms:
"You know you still have to take it out. It's really... I originally thought of a place to reward you, but now forget it."
Ye Jingtang was rushing in the wind. Although the scenery above the clouds was magnificent, it was still a bit boring after watching it for a long time. Seeing that Qing He was unhappy, he leaned into his ear:
"If you don't reward me, I won't be partial to you when you get back."
When Fan Qinghe heard this, he felt a little aggrieved:
"You said you would protect me last time, but what happened? Last night..."
"I didn't protect you last night, so I bullied Shui'er first. Yunli was watching from the side, which made Shui'er blush with embarrassment. She kept covering her face to tell Yunli not to look..."
"..."
Fan Qinghe blinked, unable to deny this fact, but in the end Yunli looked at her like a curious baby, and from time to time said something like: "Aunt Fan is so white, and her butt is so round."
, almost embarrassing her to death.
Although she was still embarrassed, Ye Jingtang was indeed facing her. Fan Qinghe's expression softened a bit and he said again:
"From now on... from now on, not only Shui'er, but also other people making fun of me, you have to help me out. You can't just sit there and laugh along..."
Ye Jingtang hugged his waist and thought for a while: "Is this..."
Seeing Ye Jingtang's hesitation, Fan Qinghe knew there was a request, and immediately turned around in his arms:
"Whatever you want from me in private, just say it. Anyway, you have to protect me when we are together."
Ye Jingtang instead held his plump buttocks with both hands, looked down at the pitiful and delicate cheeks, considered it for a moment, and whispered into his ear.
As soon as Fan Qinghe heard this sentence, his eyes were shocked and he quickly looked back:
"Here?! How can this be done..."
As he spoke, he looked left and right, then raised his eyes to the sky, as if he was afraid of offending the God of Heaven, who would be struck by lightning.
It is true that Ye Jingtang has never tried 'Yunzhen', and Qinghe, like Sanniang, loves him so much, so he naturally coaxed:
"The figures are all behind the mountain. There is no one in the sky, and no one can see the clouds below..."
Fan Qinghe felt that it was outrageous to cause chaos in broad daylight, let alone in the sky, and immediately shook his head.
Seeing this, Ye Jingtang didn't force it, and took retreat as a way forward: "It's just a joke. I will still protect you from now on, just like before. When have I ever made you really wronged?"
"..."
When Fan Qinghe heard this, he felt a little embarrassed. He glanced at Ye Jingtang and saw that he wanted him very much. In the end, he could only bite his red lips lightly and whispered:
"Only one time, you are not allowed to say anything to the witch when you go back..."
"good."
When Ye Jingtang saw that Qing He had indeed agreed, he felt flattered and lowered his head to put his red lips in his mouth.
Fan Qinghe was very nervous. Although he agreed, he was afraid of an accident and still refused to let Ye Jingtang finish undressing him. He just held Ye Jingtang's hand and put him in his arms to let him play tricks.
After kissing for a moment, Qinghe leaned back against Ye Jingtang's arms. His face turned red and his heart was very nervous. He gradually became unsteady. Finally, he raised his neck and let out a soft cry, and his breathing became messy.
Zizzi~
Ye Jingtang hugged Qing He and galloped in the wind in the clouds. Seeing that she was too shy to open her eyes, she said softly:
"how do you feel?"
"How about we go down and talk about it, this is too..."
"Go back home, you're not just going to reward me once. Relax, otherwise it will be boring."
Fan Qinghe did not relax, but after a moment of adaptation, he no longer resisted. He just closed his eyes and remained silent, as if he was afraid that the messy sounds would disturb the people in heaven...
——
Qinglinzhai, the medical sage of Beiliang, is located in Huangyao Mountain, Beifu.
Although the two countries are separated, Dongming Mountain and Liaobeifu are both in the north. After all, they are only separated by Tianlang Lake, so the distance is not particularly far.
Night Jingtang set out from Dongming Mountain Dazhai, and it took about an hour to arrive near Huangyao Mountain. To the north is the snowfield, and to the south is Hudong Road. It can be considered a revisit to the old place, but it is
Didn't stop here this time.
Qinglinzhai was originally a small sect, but since becoming the Medical Sage of Beiliang, it has developed into a wealthy family. The sect occupies half of the mountain, has over a thousand disciples, and countless doctors who have come to study. It is regarded as the top medical school in Beiliang.
In the afternoon, the mountains are covered with snow, and people everywhere who come to seek medical advice can be seen everywhere.
Fan Qinghe landed on the mountain road from a secluded place. Because of Ye Jingtang's special status, he naturally did not disturb the people in Qinglinzhai. He took Ye Jingtang to the back mountain with familiarity and familiarity.
Although Qinglinzhai is a sect, its structure is more like a large hospital. The elegant building complex on the back hill is regarded as an inpatient department. Many wealthy squires or people from the world are here to recuperate.
Although Xie Jianlan's sweetheart was hurt by love, he came from the Beiliang court and wanted to bring Xie Jianlan back for his own use. To this end, the court paid for public medical treatment, and he has been hanging for life in Qinglin Zhai, as well as doctors.
Dedicated care.
Ye Jingtang followed Qing He around and around until they arrived outside a house in the back hill. It could be seen that there happened to be a medical woman feeding nutritious porridge and wiping it with water. He waited in the distance for a while until the medical woman came out and then followed.
Qinghe entered it.
The room where the patient is recuperating is not big, but it is very warm, and there is not much medicinal smell inside.
Night Terror Hall glanced around and saw that on the table in the room, there was a set of police uniforms and sabers. There were also some dolls, hairpins and other objects beside them, which seemed to be left by Xie Jianlan.
And on the bed, lay a skinny woman with a sallow complexion and slender limbs. Although she was still breathing, she looked no different from a dead person. It can only be said that it was not easy for the Beiliang medical sage to hang his life for so many years.
When Fan Qinghe came here before, he had seen this poor girl, and even persuaded Xie Jianlan, who was about to hang himself to die for love. Seeing each other now, Fan Qinghe could not help but feel sad. After all, only with a sweetheart can he understand the relationship between this girl and
Xie Jianlan's situation is so heart-wrenching that she doesn't even dare to think about what she and Ye Jingtang will do if one day they are like this.
Ye Jingtang saw Qinghe sitting down next to him and taking his pulse, and asked:
"How to cure this?"
Fan Qinghe thought about this when he was refining the medicine. At this time, he took out a small medicine bottle from the wallet at his waist, opened it, lifted up the skinny girl with his arms, and brought the medicine inside to his mouth.
Although he was in a deep coma and was like a living dead, his body functions were still functioning. When the medicine was fed into his mouth, he could clearly see his throat moving.
After finishing the bottle of medicine, Fan Qinghe put the girl down, stood up and stood in front of the Night Terror Hall, looking nervously at her.
Ye Jingtang knew that Qinghe was not sure. Although the recipe for resurrecting the dead was handed down from the time of the First Emperor and was not made up. It also used three supreme treasures: white lotus, snow lake flower rhizome and longevity fruit core. But in the end
No one can prove it works.
Although no changes can be seen on the outside, Ye Jingtang closed his eyes and listened carefully. He could tell that after taking the medicine, the girl on the hospital bed still had active qi and blood in her body. Even the muscles that had atrophied due to inactivity for many years were all visible to the naked eye.
Visible recovery, skin color is no longer so sallow and pale.
Fan Qinghe watched in fear. After waiting for a long time, he saw no reaction from the girl, so he thought about checking her pulse. The result was good. The girl, who had not responded for many years, suddenly frowned.
"Eh?! It seems to be really useful."
Fan Qinghe was immediately overjoyed. He grabbed Ye Jingtang's hand and shook it a few times. He found that the other party seemed to be waking up, and quickly pulled Ye Jingtang's hand:
"Let's go, let's go..."
…
After a while, a murmur came from the room that had been silent for many years:
"call……"
The woman, whose complexion had rarely recovered, seemed to have been pulled back from the underworld. She slowly opened her eyes, her eyes filled with confusion.
Suo Suo~
Maybe she had been lying down for too long and had forgotten where she was. The woman stood up with some difficulty and looked around the room. Finally, her eyes fell on the saber, the police officer's clothes, and a few other ornaments.
"gladiolus……"
…
Just at this time, a female doctor passed by. She was just looking out of the window as usual. She found that the female patient who had been lying for many years suddenly sat up. She was so shocked that even the sundries in her hands fell to the ground.
Pa da~
"Girl? Are you awake?!"
"Uh...how long have I been sleeping? Where is Gladiolus?"
"Master Xie went out to find medicine for you. He came back once at the beginning of the year..."
"The beginning of the year...when is it now?"
"Oh, you've been lying in bed for many years, and now the big devil of the night is coming, and the emperor is about to change his dynasty..."
"Ah? Who is the Night Demon?"
"Living Immortal, the prince of the Northwest Royal Court, the concubine of the Empress of Wei, it is said that she was the lover of the rebels of the Pingtian Sect, and married the legitimate daughter of the Hua family, the largest family in Hudong Road..."
"Well……"
…
In a secluded place in the back mountain, men and women stand side by side.
When Fan Qinghe saw that he had really cured the incurable patient, he felt quite emotional and proud, and almost burst into tears.
However, when he heard the doctor's garbled words, Fan Qinghe's expression froze with joy, and he quickly grabbed his husband:
"The little girl is talking nonsense, don't take it to heart..."
When Ye Jingtang tells people the truth, he naturally won't take it seriously. Seeing that this poor and strong-willed girl really woke up, the Haikou he once boasted has been achieved. He saw many doctors running over from outside, but he didn't show up to scare her.
Human intention, holding Qinghe's hand, turned around and walked towards the outside of the mountain:
"Both the Divine Doctor Wang and the Medical Sage of Beiliang could not cure someone, but you have cured him. From now on, you will be the number one miracle doctor in the Northern and Southern Dynasties. Are you happy?"
Fan Qinghe had no idea about the title of the miracle doctor. He just wanted all the lovers in the world to get married. At this time, he held Ye Jingtang's arm and held it between the Dongming Mountain Grand Canyon:
"happy."
"Haha~"
The corner of Ye Jingtang's mouth curled up slightly, and he turned his head and slapped Qing He on the face:
"I found the medicinal materials, do you have to reward me well?"
Fan Qinghe bit his red lips lightly and didn't say anything. He just leaned his cheek on his shoulder and walked along.
When Ye Jingtang saw Qing He acquiesced, his heart began to wander. The two of them left Qing Lin Zhai and came to a small town outside the mountain.
Fan Qinghe didn't need to tell Xian Gong, he just searched on the street, found an inn with a good environment, and dragged Ye Jingtang into it.
Ye Jingtang originally wanted to fetch water to wash up, but in order to reward him, Qinghe was really considerate and made him sit in the room, and then ran up and down to fetch water for him to wash up.
After washing up, Fan Qinghe pulled Ye Jingtang to the bedside and sat down:
"Wait a moment while I change my clothes."
Ye Jingtang was a little embarrassed to be treated like an emperor, but he still followed his instructions and sat on the bed, waiting for Qing He to surprise him.
Qinghe picked up the small package and walked quickly behind the screen, and then, "Rustling, rustling~", the red and yellow skirt was placed on the screen.
There was no one in the Night Terror Hall anxiously peeking. After sitting upright and waiting for a while, he saw Qing He walking out from behind the screen.
Although the weather was a bit cold, Qinghe was still quite candid. He was dressed coolly, with a red gauze on his upper body. The clouds covered the fog, but nothing was covered. He could clearly see the perfectly curved inverted sea bowl, with two more on the top.
A delicate little bell covered the vital parts.
The lower body is made up of two knee-length stockings, which are also translucent and have suspenders around the waist, which perfectly outline the lines of the legs. The small bow-tie fabric does not block much, and the waist and hip curves are fully visible.
.
Ding bell~
Fan Qinghe put on a full set of battle robes for the first time, with a look of embarrassment on his face. He walked to the Night Terror Hall, stepped slightly and jumped slightly, and then brought out the bell and rang softly:
"Like it?"
Ye Jingtang smiled from ear to ear, but his expression remained serious and he nodded slightly:
"Like it. Then what?"
Fan Qinghe walked up to him, sat on Ye Jingtang's lap like a duck, held hands around the moon, lowered his head and kissed his handsome cheek:
"Well... there are no outsiders today. How about a reward for you? You can do whatever you want, okay?"
Ye Jingtang felt the smooth and delicate touch on his palm, thought for a while and said:
"Since it's a reward for me, Aunt Fan must make her own decision. Just give me whatever you think I want, how about it?"
Fan Qinghe felt that Ye Jingtang was a little embarrassed, but when he was alone in private, he didn't say anything. He held his neck and put his chin on his shoulders:
"Thank you."
"We're already married, so why are you thanking me?"
"One code equals another. If I hadn't met you, so many people from the Dongming tribe would not know how much hardship they would have to endure following me. In the past, I traveled all over Beiliang to find the formula for Tianlang Pearl. In order to pay less tribute,
Money, you have to be frugal and spend all kinds of things... ugh~"
While Fan Qinghe was talking, he found that Ye Jingtang's hand had slipped into the small fabric of the bow and was poking randomly. He immediately sat up a little straighter and looked at each other:
"Can't you just listen to me say a few heart-wrenching words?"
Ye Jingtang gently rubbed his fingers and said seriously:
"No gagging, no delay, that's all you say."
Fan Qinghe's whole body went limp. He couldn't organize his thoughts well, but in the end he didn't stop him. He just pretended to be disgusted and said:
"The third generation of King Tianlang are all real men who value love and justice rather than women. How come you are here..."
Ye Jingtang said confidently: "How can a person be nourished by the soil and water? I grew up in Liangzhou, and I didn't grow up in Xihai."
"You mean all men in Liangzhou are perverts?"
"No, there aren't many good-looking girls in Liangzhou. I haven't seen them since I was a kid..."
"Huh~ Let me take a closer look, are you pink or not~?... Oh~ don't kiss indiscriminately..."
While whispering softly, the two of them gradually fell on the pillows, and the curtains were lowered.
Soon after, the words were mixed with subtle rhythmic sounds: