Cai Zhao shot him a sudden glance, Mu Qingyan half-smiled, and Qian Xueshen shut up.
After finishing the fight, Mu Qingyan was about to drive Qian Xueshen out. Before leaving, he gave him a small scarlet pill.
"Come on, Daqiang, take the medicine." He smiled.
Qian Xueshen became frightened: "What, what is this?"
Mu Qingyan frowned and thought: "Should it be called the Soul-Chasing Pill or the Soul-Seizing Pill? Well, it seems to be called the Soul-Searching Pill. Anyway, it's almost the same. Eat it quickly and don't ask me to do it."
"This, this, I, I..." Qian Xueshen's teeth chattered.
Cai Zhao stood up in surprise.
Mu Qingyan said coldly: "Is it possible that Zhao Zhao and I are really going to keep an eye on you all the time? We don't have the skills. You must take another pill every twelve hours. When the time comes, come and find me." ——When this thing is over, I will give you the antidote."
Qianxue was so frightened that her face turned pale.
Cai Zhaochi hesitated and said, "You, do you really have the antidote?" She didn't want to take Qian Xueshen's life.
Mu Qingyan was immediately displeased: "How about I take one too, so that Little Heroine Cai can feel at ease?"
Cai Zhao opened his mouth, turned around and sat down.
Seeing Mu Qingyan's cold gaze, Qian Xueshen gritted her teeth and opened her mouth to take the pill. Before he could swallow it, Mu Qingyan slapped him on the back very quickly.
Qian Xueshen coughed repeatedly - the pill had slipped down his throat and fallen into his stomach.
After driving Qian Xueshen away, Mu Qingyan closed the door and bolted it, and carefully checked whether there was any air leakage from the two windows.
Cai Zhao scoffed angrily: "Mu Shaojun lives in a very elegant place."
Mu Qingyan did not talk back, but started to take off his clothes.
Cai Zhao was startled.
Yes, strip.
The thick fur cloak was placed aside, followed by a gold-woven belt, a sachet, a medicine bag, a gold-wire incense ball, a green jade jade with a double phoenix head, a small jade knife inlaid with gold, and a snow brocade with dark patterns. robe……
"You, you, what are you doing?" Cai Zhao straightened up.
Mu Qingyan took off her snow-white satin tunic and didn't stop. She also found a long belt to make a loop for her arms. She stood in front of the mirror and slightly bent her tall body, intending to raise her long sleeves like flowing clouds. Tie up.
When he heard Cai Zhao's question, he bit the end of his belt, turned his head and smiled at the girl, with long eyebrows and deep eyes, snowy skin and red lips, "How can I pack up if I don't wear something more neat? Besides, it's warm in the room, so you don't have to So much to wear.”
Cai Zhao didn't even hear what he said, and his heart was beating wildly.
After tying up his long sleeves, he nimbly carried the heavy box to the bedside.
When she walked past Cai Zhao, she saw the arms outside the dark wooden box were slender and strong, with a few slightly blue tendons faintly visible, and the upper arms hidden in the sleeves had undulating muscles.
——She pulled at her collar, feeling that the fire was a little too bright.
Mu Qingyan took out a small plain-colored baggage from the wooden box and stuffed it into Cai Zhao's arms, with a rare blush on his face: "...These are the clothes for a change of clothes. Just go and wash them. Once you get up the mountain, you won't have to worry about anything anymore." "
Cai Zhao held the baggage in his hands and everyone was stunned.
Mu Qingyan pushed Cai Zhao to the hot water bucket in the corner of the room, then lifted the folded screen from the wall and unfolded it to cover it.
Through the gap in the screen, Cai Zhao saw him taking off the original bedding on the bed and throwing it aside. Then he took out two sets of clean and soft new bedding from the big box, and carefully laid them on the bed and the wooden couch by the window. superior.
Cai Zhao had done this kind of work before, but Mu Qingyan was tall and long-armed, so it took her and her aunt to flatten the quilt, but he could flatten it with just a shake.
That night, she slept on the bed and Mu Qingyan slept on the wooden couch by the window.
"...Do you often work at home?" she asked suddenly.
Mu Qingyan said in a low voice, "Well, I have done some bits and pieces of housework." His thoughts were a little confused now. The girl just jumped in front of the curtain, revealing her pinky little feet.
Although he only had a glimpse of it, he kept thinking that it must be very soft and tender... and there were delicate and slender ankles, which were more than enough to be wrapped in one palm. The soft to slightly transparent skin, what does it feel like when you take a bite, and will it ooze water?
He was hot and a little hard - actually very hard.
He hated this kind of reaction. It reminded him of Nie Zhe's intention of constantly sending beautiful maids. Nie Hengcheng's success back then gave Nie Zhe endless courage. It's a pity that he is not a father and he doesn't mind killing women.
"I thought you were living a life of prosperity and wealth in the Demon Sect." The Demon Sect in Cai Zhao's imagination should be a nouveau riche style filled with bricks, silver, tiles and jewelry.
"It's not difficult to live like that, but my father doesn't like the crowds and noise. He said it was endless fun to wipe the house he lived in inch by inch and organize the books he read one by one." Father, Mu Qingyan finally calmed down.
Cai Zhao leaned on his arm and said, "It sounds like your father is living a very leisurely life."
"He is a gentle and indifferent person - he likes rainy days. Every time it rains, he will set up a small red clay stove on the porch to cook tea and wine. Well, actually he cooks more wine. When he is drunk, he will lie down among the books , saying that I can dream about the happy life and the fairyland in the book. I learned to drink from him, but I didn’t learn it well. After my father passed away, I stopped drinking for fear of delaying things. "
"My father also taught me how to raise and tame some rare and exotic animals. Except for the golden-feathered giant roc, most of them were useless. My father said that they should have lived in the era of Ancestor Beichen. However, with the changes in the sea, their reproduction has become more and more rapid. It is getting harder and harder to come, and they are destined to gradually disappear from this world - all we can do is to make their last journey more dignified."
The young man's voice was particularly distant in the silent night.
Cai Zhao listened with rapt attention, "...I admire your father very much."
She originally thought that sleeping in the same room with Mu Qingyan would be unspeakably awkward, but she didn't want the atmosphere to be so soft and warm before going to bed.
As her eyelids grew heavy, she vaguely felt that she was missing something.
"Hey, are you asleep?" She raised her shoulders, "I've been talking about your father for a long time. Where is your mother? Is she still alive?"
The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed.
The softness and warmth disappeared completely, replaced by a period of unspeakable silence.
——"She lives a good life, calling slaves and maids, and is prosperous and wealthy."
Without lighting a lamp, Cai Zhao could imagine that Mu Qingyan must be full of sarcasm at this moment.
She didn't dare to ask anymore.
After thinking wildly for a while, she couldn't help but sigh softly.
Mu Qingyan heard it and asked her why.
Cai Zhao said sadly: "Although people in Jianghu are informal, it doesn't seem right for me and you to sleep in the same room at night like Brother Yuqi."
"Isn't your name now Feng Xiaohan? You have nothing to do with the Cai family."
"That's what I say, I know it in my heart."
"Then what do you want."
"Next time Mrs. Min picks on me again, I'll try to tolerate it a little longer."
"It's worthless."
"Next time Min Xinrou flirts with Brother Yuqi, I will turn a blind eye and not bother Brother Yuqi."
"That's okay." There was a smile in his voice.
"Also, in the next martial arts competition, I will try my best to defeat brother Yuqi after 200 moves. As a man, you should save some face for him - do you think this is enough face? I don't understand very well. Do you want to? Fifty more tricks?" - Men should still be consulted on the issue of men's face.
The room was filled with sneers muffled by the quilt, and Mu Qingyan's shoulders could not help shaking as he laughed under the quilt.
Cai Zhao knew that he had asked the wrong person, so he turned over and fell asleep angrily and said nothing again.
Mu Qingyan lay quietly on his back, hearing the even breathing of a sleeping girl coming from the bed curtains. He felt at ease and peaceful, and the heat and hardness gradually became less urgent to relieve.
He thought that if his father could meet her, he would be happy.
Chapter 47
Being in an unknown place, Cai Zhao originally did not dare to sleep too deeply, but after chatting with Mu Qingyan, she slept very peacefully. When I woke up, it was already past midnight, and the lobby of the inn downstairs was bustling with people.
Cai Zhao rolled around and got up with his clothes on, but Mu Qingyan was already perfectly dressed and sitting by the window facing the corridor. He glanced inside, then stood up and left the room without saying a word. He waited for Cai Zhao to finish washing before returning, holding a plate of hot breakfast in his hand.
Seeing that Cai Zhao was devouring the food, he calmly told her, "Eat slowly, it's just getting bright outside. We'll wait until the wind and snow subside in the afternoon before setting off. You don't have to worry."
Only then did Cai Zhao remember that the days were short and the nights were long here. After saying oh, he asked again: "Why is it so noisy outside?"
"Isn't it lively? Since last night, four or five groups of people have come to the inn one after another." Mu Qingyan served her porridge.
Cai Zhao was startled and stopped his chopsticks, "Yes, but now is not the season for collecting herbs."
Mu Qingyan's eyes were deep: "That's right. It's neither the summer suitable for going up the mountain nor the autumn for harvesting medicinal materials. It's a cold spring with wind and snow in the sky, so it's a coincidence that so many people came at one time."
The guest room they are currently staying in is at the corner of the corridor on the second floor. It is quiet and spacious, and has a good view. 70% of the situation in the lobby downstairs can be seen in front of them. Mu Qingyan fell in love with this room at a glance yesterday and forced the shopkeeper and the waiter to quickly pack it out for them to live in.
——Looking at the lobby downstairs through the slightly opened window, the two of them looked out from shoulder to shoulder.
The first thing that catches the eye is the corner with the most people on the northwest side.
There were seventeen or eighteen of them, all of them big and powerful. They put four tables together and laughed loudly as they ate and drank. The man in the middle who was surrounded by them was about fifty years old, of medium height and slightly fat. , has a shiny and delicate short beard, is well-dressed, and has the word "pampered" written all over his body.
Cai Zhao raised his eyelids and chuckled: "You are bluffing, your appearance is fierce but your heart is weak."
Mu Qingyan had a smile in his eyes: "Oh, how can I see it?"
"Hmph, look at his nostrils turned up in the air. Since he's used to showing off, why doesn't he dare to sit in the middle of the lobby? It's obvious that he chose a corner position and had the guards close to him."
"Congratulations, Miss Cai."
Two tables away from this group of people, there sat a lean and short Jianghu guest. Although he was alone, he looked calm. From time to time, he glanced at the group of people next to him with a look of disdain on his face.
"I can't see the way." Cai Zhao shook his head.
Mu Qingyan: "Look at his hands and feet. His palms are as thin as fan bones, his finger bones are short and strong, and his front feet are long and his back feet are light. This is a lone thief who is used to flying over walls and walls. I don't know where he is."
Cai Zhao hesitated: "What is the thief doing here? What is he stealing in the wind and snow?"
"A thief like this will not come to this ice and snow in vain." Mu Qingyan looked like he was watching a good show.
The two looked down at the table in the southwest corner. The three people were sitting quietly. They looked like one master and two servants in their dress and behavior. The owner was about thirty-five or sixty-six years old, and he had a fairly elegant appearance, but he had a gloomy look on his face, as if he was being collected for a debt.
Cai Zhao still couldn't see anything. He was about to turn around and ask Mu Qingyan, but saw him frowning and staring at the master's hands on the table.
So Cai Zhao also looked at the hand - except that the skin on the hand was slightly whiter than ordinary people, there was nothing special about it, but Mu Qingyan's brows became more and more frowned.
Cai Zhaozi went to see the last table. Upon seeing it, she suddenly let out a soft cry.
Mu Qingyan came to his senses and asked what was going on. Seeing Cai Zhao's face full of surprise, he also went to see the last table.
There were only two or three plates of meat and vegetables placed on the table, and five or six half-pound wine bottles were empty. Two middle-aged men sat opposite each other and drank in silence. The man on the right is described as slender and has a calm demeanor, but there is a hint of sadness between his brows; the man on the left has three long beards under his chin and a good appearance, seeming to be persuading his friend to drink less.
Mu Qingyan felt that the person on the right looked familiar, and Cai Zhao was also staring at this person.
"If you stretch your neck further, the people below will see you." Mu Qingyan said coldly.
