The next day, Ling'er got up early. Instead of staying in the house to read medical books, she went straight to Qi Yang's house. Because in her dream last night, Qi Yang returned to the branch altar.
When Ling'er came to Chunxiao Courtyard, some altar masters and deputy altar masters got up one after another. They greeted Linger warmly.
Then, the door to Qi Yang's house opened. Qi Yang seemed to have already gotten up and was fully dressed now. He was wearing a light gray robe today, and his complexion was considered normal for him, but a bit paler for ordinary people.
Ling'er thought to herself: "If Brother Qi Yang hadn't disguised himself, his face would be much more reassuring. He has been injured for four days, and I don't know how the wound is recovering."
Seeing Qi Yang walking towards her, Ling'er hurriedly ran over to prevent him from injuring his left leg if he moved around too much.
"Miss Ling'er, it's so early!" Qi Yang said.
"Brother Qi Yang, are your injuries better?" Ling'er asked with concern.
"The girl's foot injury has healed, and the injury below will naturally heal as well." Qi Yang said lightly.
Although Qi Yang's tone was calm, Ling'er was very happy. Brother Qi Yang still remembered the small injury on her foot after not seeing her for a few days, and found that her foot injury had healed.
"Your injury is much more serious than mine. Can you let me see how your recovery is going?" Ling'er said expectantly.
Qi Yang was unmoved at first, but under Ling'er's pleading eyes, his heart softened and he compromised. He slightly pulled up the sleeve of his right hand, revealing some healed scars.
The scars were a bit hideous, so Ling'er didn't just take a quick look at them, but carefully held up Qi Yang's right arm and looked at it carefully.
Ling'er thought to herself: "It is indeed much better. Judging from the scars, there were traces of the wound being torn open when it was about to heal. Was it another injury that day at Li's house?"
Seeing that Ling'er couldn't stop looking at it, Qi Yang hurriedly pulled up his sleeves again.
Ling'er had seen everything he could see and just let him do what he did. Ling'er saw that there was no bandage on his left palm, so the two deep sword wounds must have been almost healed!
"Girl, you don't have to worry about me anymore." Qi Yang said lightly, using his previous ability to keep people away from thousands of miles away.
Ling'er didn't take this to heart. She just wanted to see Qi Yang's other injuries, but she still didn't dare to speak.
If Ling'er looked up at Qi Yang at this time, he would see Qi Yang's hesitant expression.
A breeze blew by, bringing the unique coolness of summer mornings.
Ling'er sniffed hard, trying to smell Qi Yang's scent.
No breath! Ling'er was a little worried. Qi Yang would use "hidden fragrance" to show that he still had the smell of blood that he didn't want others to notice. That's right, it's only been four days, and his leg injury is so serious, how can he recover?
Ling'er lowered his head and glanced at Qi Yang's left calf without any trace. He saw Qi Yang standing upright. If he hadn't known it before, no one would have noticed that the person in front of him had a leg injury that had not healed.
Ling'er's worried look made Qi Yang feel cruel and no longer hesitate. He checked that there was no one around, then took something out of his arms and handed it to Ling'er.
Ling'er glanced at Qi Yang and took it in confusion. After touching it, it seemed that the veil was wrapped in something like a hairpin.
Ling'er thought to herself: "Brother Qi Yang, do you want to give me a hairpin? No matter what kind, I will like it and wear it every day."
Seeing the unconcealed joy in Ling'er's eyes, Qi Yang felt a little uncomfortable and urged: "Girl, open it quickly!"
Ling'er smiled slightly and opened the veil.
Ling'er took a closer look and saw that what was wrapped in the handkerchief was indeed a hosta, but this hosta seemed too familiar!
Seeing Ling'er's surprised expression, Qi Yang knew that she recognized the hosta.
Qi Yang stood with his hands behind his back. He held his left hand tightly, feeling that the two sword wounds brought him pain again before he withdrew his strength. He secretly took a breath and said, "The girl must have recognized it!"
Ling'er asked in surprise: "Is this really my hosta? But isn't it already broken?" It was still when you handed it to me.
"The broken piece is a fake that was made overnight by the jade craftsman in my subordinates." Qi Yang said lightly.
"Really?" Ling'er's expression suddenly changed from surprise to surprise. She gently stroked the hosta, and she would cherish it even more when it was lost and found.
Qi Yang sighed feebly and said, "Girl, why don't you ask me why I imitated this hosta?"
Hearing this, Ling'er looked at Qi Yang curiously.
Qi Yang continued: "Why don't you ask me why I pretended to miss and deliberately broke the hosta?"
"What?" Ling'er was shocked and asked in disbelief, "Did you do it on purpose?"
Qi Yang said: "Not bad."
Ling'er was puzzled.
"Miss, do you still remember Qin Liu?" Seeing Ling'er nod, Qi Yang continued, "At that time, he coveted the girl's hosta, and even ordered someone to disguise himself as Yang Rui to rob her."
"It turns out he wants my hosta!" Ling'er said in surprise.
"It's a pity that he has been unable to succeed." Qi Yang said, "But I am different. I only used a little trick and got it easily."
"Brother Qi Yang...what did you say?" Ling'er asked in shock. She felt that she heard wrongly.
"Maybe the girl doesn't know how precious her hosta is?" Qi Yang lowered his voice and said, "Who in the world can withstand its temptation?"
"No matter how precious it is, is the jade jade more precious?" Ling'er asked. She didn't believe that Brother Qi Yang would have evil thoughts about her hosta. In order to save her, Brother Qi Yang even took out the jade jade.
Seeing that Ling'er didn't believe him, Qi Yang had no choice but to tell the truth: "The girl's hosta is made of Xuanbing white jade, one of the three ancient treasures. Do you think it is precious?"
"Xuanbing White Jade?" Ling'er asked in surprise, "Is it the Xuanbing White Jade that is called 'Mandarin Duck Jade' together with the jade jade?"
"Not bad." Qi Yang said.
"Since you worked so hard to get my hosta, why are you giving it back to me now?" Ling'er still didn't believe Qi Yang's words.
Qi Yang had expected that Ling'er would ask this question, and said: "To be honest, the jade jade used to be in Yixingmen, but in the past few days, the jade has disappeared, and the black ice white jade has lost its due It’s worth it. It’s useless for me to hold it, so I gave it back to the girl, which can be regarded as repaying the girl’s kindness for taking care of me when I was injured a few days ago.”
Ling'er looked at Qi Yang in shock. What Brother Qi Yang said was reasonable, but she couldn't believe that Brother Qi Yang could be such a person!
"The girl is too simple and kind, and views human nature too simply. Did the girl ever doubt Qin Liu's character back then?" Qi Yang said lightly.
Ling'er thought to himself: "How can Qin Liu compare with you, Brother Qi Yang?" Thinking like this, Ling'er shook his head.
Qi Yang said earnestly: "Girls should also learn to see through people's hearts. How can you walk in the world like this?"
Although Ling'er didn't believe Qi Yang's words, she suddenly figured out something: "Brother Qi Yang said this because he hates me? But doesn't he know that saying this will make me sad?"
"Thank you, Brother Qi Yang, for reminding me. Ling'er understands." After saying that, Ling'er walked out of Chunxiao Courtyard without looking back.
Qi Yang looked at Ling'er's decisive back and gently closed his eyes. He opened his left hand behind his back and let the cold blood flow down his fingers to the ground.
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