The shadows of the trees were whirling, and the room was flickering. In the eyes of the little spirit fox, it suddenly felt a bit like the underworld of candlelight. The light and shadow flickered across Ling Xingyue's cheeks, brushing against his cheeks, and his lips turned red.

She is as beautiful as a pearl, and her long eyebrows are like two ink marks, drawn with great force, but between the eyebrows, there is a faint layer of melancholy or even cunning.

"The situation is not good!" Once the little spirit fox realized this problem, it immediately cowered in fear, and then struggled desperately, trying to escape from Ling Xingyue's grasp, but no matter how it twisted and twisted, Ling Xing couldn't

Yue's fingers are like a snow-white, slender cage with distinct joints, from which she can't get out no matter what.

Then the little spirit fox stopped struggling, but the prayers in his eyes were overflowing. Ren Lingxingyue, no matter how cold her face was, gradually couldn't bear it. Her heart softened, and with a hand, the little spirit fox fell into the box again.

In the middle, a hard object suddenly hit the little spirit fox's front leg, but it turned out to be the bamboo hairpin that Lan Keman had placed in it as a thank you.

The little spirit fox opened its mouth, ignored the tip of the Zhu Chai's head, bit it tightly in its mouth, then raised its praying little head, handed the Zhu Chai to Ling Xingyue, and tried to reach out to catch it in her palm.

inside.

Then the little spirit fox tilted its head to one side and exercised all its spiritual power as if to say:

"That lady gave this to you. She only likes you. Don't worry. Don't be jealous. It feels like a little pet to me, you jealous maniac!"

Ling Xingyue couldn't care less about the little spirit fox using his spiritual power. He stared at the bamboo hairpin in his palm for a moment. He suddenly remembered that this was the bamboo hairpin he had once praised Lan Keman for carrying.

The very elegant bamboo hairpin still has its own subtle fragrance, full of the subtle fragrance of Lan Keman's hair.

Ling Xingyue couldn't help but put the bamboo hairpin at the corner of her mouth and kissed it gently, and then even placed it tightly in her arms close to her body. The soft coldness instantly made Ling Xingyue's body tremble slightly, and then

The violent beating in his heart instantly warmed it. Under the violent heartbeat, Zhuchai rubbed against Ling Xingyue's smooth chest, which aroused his emotions and made him unable to restrain himself.

Lowering his head, he saw the little spirit fox looking at him intently. Ling Xingyue's smile that instantly appeared was like a half-opened flower, which was the most alluring. The water in his eyes seemed to overflow instantly.

, the little spirit fox just wanted to sigh, this human feeling of love is really touching! No, it is touching the heart of the fox! He heard Ling Xingyue change his spirit in an instant when he saw himself, with a sharp color, and said in his mouth

He also scolded:

"What are you looking at?! If you look at it again, I'll dig out your eyes!"

The frightened little spirit fox quickly closed his eyes tightly, not daring to expose even a single crack, thinking in his heart:

"This Ling Xingyue is really difficult to get along with. He is moody. You'd better treat me quickly and let me go back to that gentle and beautiful young lady!"

While the little spirit fox was praying silently, Ling Xingyue finally remembered that the little spirit fox's injury had not been cured. If Man'er really came to her house later, how should she explain it?

At the end of the incident, Ling Xingyue reluctantly used his spiritual power to perform a simple treatment on the internal injury on the little spirit fox's belly. The method was quite "cruel", directly infusing the spiritual power and the second

With his fingers, he used the spiritual flame across the condensed wound, burning it until it formed slight scabs, and then rubbed away the scars. The little spirit fox was trembling all over in pain, and its cry was sharp and harsh, but Ling Xing

But Yue seemed to turn a deaf ear to it. It wasn't until the treatment was completed that he picked up its neck and threw it into the box:

"alright."

Although the little spirit fox knew that this was an inevitable process of treatment, he was still in so much pain that he could not stand for a moment, and then he trembled all over and huddled in the box, never daring to make a sound again.

It was getting late and the setting sun was gradually setting, but the news of Lan Keman's visit to the palace never came. Ling Xingyue couldn't wait any longer, so she closed the lid of the box in person, asked for the carriage, and caught up.

On the way to the Lan family compound, we took the main road that the Lan family usually walked on. I missed Lan Keman again on the way to the province, which left me with regrets.

In the courtyard of the Lan family, Si Tu was wearing a jade talisman crown and a new strong black robe. He had black eyebrows and watery eyes, but an elegant face with a light luster like pearls. He was different from the people around him who were suffering from Chu Lian disease.

The joy and bustle brought by the good are in sharp contrast, like a drop of morning dew in the thick ink, sticking to the original intention and never changing.

Lan Keman has never liked very lively scenes, but the liveliness of these people at home is different, with a hint of warmth and reassurance.

So when Situ was by his side like before, Lan Keman was completely unaware of Situ's silence and changes.

Then, when Situ invited herself to go for a walk in the small cedar forest in the Lan family's backyard, Lan Keman actually felt a trace of reluctance. The reluctance on her face was completely ignored by Situ silently.

Seeing this, Situ's face also became a little gloomy, and his pearl-like face seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and he was so melancholy that it could no longer dissipate.

Chu Lian saw that the corner of Si Tu's eyes seemed to be dizzy with a lot of reluctance and pain. She couldn't figure out what was going on for a while. When Si Tu repeatedly invited Lan Keman to go to the cedar forest, Chu Lian took the initiative to urge her.

Man'er left with Situ and went to the small cedar forest.

Lan Keman looked at Situ with a playful smile, not noticing the downturn in Situ's expression at all:

"Brother Situ, where have you been these days? I have been taking care of my mother these days and have never been to school. Have you been studying in school? You haven't even seen me for so long. Didn't you often go to school before?

Are you here to help me review my homework and teach me calligraphy? What's going on these days? Did Uncle Si force you to start practicing martial arts and reading the art of war or something like that again?"

Situ looked at Lan Keman's little mouth in front of him, opening and closing it and talking to him. His lips were red and his eyes were hazy and watery. Lan Keman, who had been growing up with him, was standing beside him so pretty.

In front of me, but I don’t know since then, Sister Maner seems to be more beautiful. To be precise, she has grown up and become more charming.

Situ's head felt dizzy. Just when Lan Keman turned his back to him and was about to walk forward, he grabbed Lan Keman's arms with both hands and pulled her into his arms, and then straightened the tip of his nose.
Chapter completed!