Unexpectedly, he would stay with Xianyan Immortal Lord for such a long time. When Shui Miaomiao returned to Renjing Xiaozhu, Yiyi and the others were nowhere to be seen.
The porridge on the stove had cooled down. Shui Miaomiao looked at it and realized that they probably hadn't tasted it at all!
After re-lighting the fire and heating the porridge, Shui Miaomiao delivered it one by one. It was already dusk when she stopped. She had lived a fulfilling life on the first day after the confinement was lifted.
Breathing slightly, Shui Miaomiao put down her hood and stroked the snowflakes on it. She also wanted to go to the courtyard to visit Yueshan. Maybe she should take some time to practice and increase her physical fitness.
From a distance, I saw a yellow figure at the door of Renjing Xiaozhu. Before I could take a closer look, the yellow figure came to my eyes in a blink of an eye and hugged Shui Miaomiao.
"Yue Shan?"
"Yeah." A very strong nasal voice made the tips of Shui Miaomiao's ears itch.
Yueshan would come here basically every day, but she couldn't get any news. After all, this was not a place she could inquire about. She could only look forward to it day by day. She was worried about Miaomiao's safety, and even more worried about what would happen to Shui Miaomiao when she met him. We are strangers.
She took the initiative to hold Shui Miaomiao in her arms, just because she was afraid that Shui Miaomiao would not want to see her. In any case, please let her finish her words and express her apology.
"Miaomiao," Yue Shan took a deep breath and was about to speak.
Shui Miaomiao pushed Yue Shan away, looked up and down, and immediately pouted, "Why can you all wear so little! Aren't you cold? Why do I have to be wrapped into a ball..." "
It's really annoying to feel hot after walking a few steps, and cold again after taking off your clothes. "Aqiu~"
Yue Shan didn't know what to say. He took out his handkerchief and wiped Shui Miaomiao's nose, "This, this, this is a matter of cultivation. Miaomiao will be like this sooner or later."
"It's about cultivation again." Thinking of what he had been threatened by Immortal Xianyan just now, Shui Miaomiao howled immediately, "Don't mention cultivation again. I'm in a hurry with anyone who mentions cultivation!"
"Don't mention it, don't mention it."
"Huh." Shui Miaomiao was acting like a child, taking Yue Shan's handkerchief and rubbing her nose, "I'll wash it and give it back to you." Then she took Yue Shan's arm and said to Ren Jing Xiao Zhu walked over and said, "You're not too warm. Why are you wearing so little? Come with me and have a bowl of porridge to warm yourself up."
It was completely dark when Yueshan left Renjing Xiaozhu. She was feeling dizzy while carrying the food box. Looking back, Shui Miaomiao was standing in front of Renjing Xiaozhu, waving her hands with a smile, her eyes were like the night sky. The stars are even more dazzling than the stars in the sky.
She did not apologize in the end. Shui Miaomiao avoided the topic accidentally or intentionally, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised a bit. She knew that this rare friendship could continue.
The courtyard was not far away, and there was a bit of bitterness in her smile. Did Shui Miaomiao know that no matter how she apologized, there would always be lies in her words.
Outside the courtyard, Yue Shan drank a large bowl of cold porridge before walking into the courtyard.
Dark Moon floated out of the room without asking anything. She will handle Shui Miaomiao's matters by herself. The key now is to regain her strength. Yue Shan still needs to get many things she needs. She puts on a smile on her face, " It’s snowing heavily today and it looks like a cold moon, so it’s suitable for practice.”
Yue Shan nodded, Yan Yue taught him a lot these days, and his cultivation level also improved by leaps and bounds, "Thank you, senior."
"Whatever, I belong to the same clan and should be of the same mind."
Shui Miaomiao leaned against the wall and played with her fingers. Sometimes it was best to turn a blind eye. She was not here to pursue the truth.
Jiucheng Qiu dragged his knife and walked away from Shui Miaomiao as if he hadn't seen her.
Long time no see, my temper is still so bad!
"Nine levels of revenge." Shui Miaomiao shouted.
Jiuzhongqiu looked back. He really didn't see Shui Miaomiao just now. He was stunned for a few seconds and then said, "You came out?".
"You said it as if you were in trouble with me. Say something nice."
"Good night." After saying that, Jiucheng Qiu slowly walked inside.
The weather is very dark now, Shui Miaomiao looks up at the sky, but that's because it's winter, it gets dark early, so considering the time, it's a bit early to go to bed now.
Walking forward, Shui Miaomiao blocked the path of Jiuchengqiu, "Why are you wearing so little? Are you not cold?"
"What did you say?" Jiuzhong Qiu sniffed and asked, his response slowing down a few beats.
It seemed that he was very cold. "Let's go" Shui Miaomiao grabbed Jiuzhongqiu and said, "His, your hands are so cold." Shui Miaomiao let go of his hand and held it again, "Help me get rid of the last bit of porridge. .”
Perhaps it was because he was a little sluggish due to the cold. After being led all the way to the kitchen by Shui Miaomiao, Jiuchengqiu realized that he was about to let go of his hand, but Shui Miaomiao had already let go, walked to the stove and opened the lid of the pot.
"It'll be better if you come back earlier. Now it's time to heat it up again. I can't remember how many times the porridge has been hot today." Shui Miaomiao pointed the spatula in his hand at Jiuchongqiu, "You, just start. Find a place to sit for a while and wait for me."
Jiuchengqiu was rarely obedient and found a place to sit down with his knife in his arms.
After serving the porridge, Shui Miaomiao stepped forward and looked at the empty Ninefold Chou beside him.
"I'm still holding on to this iron knot in this winter." Shui Miaomiao knocked off the scabbard, and her tentacles were cold.
Jiuchengqiu looked at Shui Miaomiao and blinked blankly.
Is this freezing cold? "Hey!" Shui Miaomiao suddenly said loudly, "You are drinking porridge. Put the knife aside. Xianyan Immortal is not allowed to hold the knife! The belt is broken again. I will find an iron chain for you instead. You carry it.”
Shui Miaomiao thought to herself and put the porridge into Jiuchongqiu's hand.
The porridge warmed his hands, and Jiucheng Qiu regained some consciousness, but felt even colder.
Looking at Shui Miaomiao who was washing pots not far away, "I heard that you fell into Wenxing Terrace. How are you recovering?"
Working non-stop in his hands, Shui Miaomiao looked back at Jiuchengqiu and smiled, "I finally heard you say something human, of course it's fine! The porridge in your hand was cooked by me myself. I almost filled it with water today." Food for everyone in Yunkuo!”
Shui Miaomiao was boasting wildly, and it was impossible to verify the Nine-fold Revenge.
Did you do it yourself? Jiucheng Qiu lowered his head and drank the porridge.
After arranging the cooking utensils, Shui Miaomiao stood up and looked back. Jiucheng Qiu, who was quietly drinking porridge under the lamp, seemed to be very haggard, and the dark circles on his face seemed to be getting heavier.
Suddenly he sneezed several times in a row, and Jiuchengqiu licked the porridge splashed on his hands.
Shui Miaomiao puffed up her cheeks and frowned. What should she do? She suddenly felt that she wanted to express maternal love, "You are wearing too little. Didn't the sect issue winter clothes?"
"It's done." Jiucheng Qiu said without raising his head.
"Fang Ci is still causing trouble for you?" Shui Miaomiao could only think this way after losing her hair, "He still has the time to cause trouble for you! Jing Qiao'er has been coaxed!"
"I don't know what you are talking about. I haven't seen you for a long time, senior brother." Jiuchengqiu put down the empty bowl and picked up the knife. Although Fang Ci no longer caused trouble, Fang Ci was not the only one who caused trouble for him.
"You are usually annoying." Shui Miaomiao muttered.
Opening the kitchen door, the cold wind rushed in, and Jiuchengqiu hugged the knife tightly.
"Hey." Shui Miaomiao called out to Jiuzhongqiu, "Have you still had trouble sleeping recently?"
Jiuzhongqiu paused as he walked out. His sleep was good and bad. All his dreams at night were asking him to practice swordsmanship. Could it be that his mother couldn't stand it anymore and asked him to do it in his dream? Is it really impossible to build a foundation on your own?
Without answering Shui Miaomiao, Jiuchengqiu left the kitchen.
"I knew this was the reaction." Shui Miaomiao crossed her arms and rolled her eyes as she watched Jiucheng Qiu leave. She picked up the crane cloak that she had taken off and suddenly laughed.
She couldn't control her insomnia. She thought it was probably the Ninefold Revenge that put too much pressure on her. Not to mention the incident involving Jian Yuze, Shui Miaomiao did not dare to light incense casually for fear of reacting to something again.
However, it was okay for Shui Miaomiao to twist the crane cloak in her hand and wrap him into a ball. She couldn't let herself be the only ball in Shuiyunkuo!
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