Chapter 168

"Miss Qingjiu, go with Chunhua to your residence first, and I will arrange a dinner tonight to discuss the issue of security and gold in the Southern Region."

Here, Long Ao took Qingjiu to the main courtyard of the Long family, then greeted a maid, turned to Qingjiu and explained.

Qingjiu nodded. Naturally, she would not refuse. She raised her eyes, raised her hands with a faint smile, and said softly, "Master Long, you are busy and don't worry about me."

After the two nodded, Long Ao left alone, and Qingjiu followed the maid to a separate garden.

The word "Lanyuan" is written on the plaque above the Bieyuan, with delicate brushwork, unlike the handwriting on the gate of the Dragon Mansion.

The font here is more like a woman's handwriting, very graceful.

After Qingjiu was brought into the room, the little maid said softly and meekly to Qingjiu:
"Miss, you can rest here today. The maidservant's name is Chunhua. If you need anything, you can call me directly."

"Thank you. Go and do your work and don't worry about me."

Qingjiu smiled at the little girl, said what Long Ao said, and then said it to the little girl.

But that little girl didn't understand Qingjiu, she just quickly raised her head to look at Qingjiu after hearing the words, and then lowered her head in fear.

"No problem, let's go."

Qingjiu said softly with his eyes bent.

As if afraid of scaring the little girl.

The servant girl supported Qingjiu and retreated to the door before turning around and leaving.

And Qingjiu first checked the environment in the room, and after confirming that this was indeed a woman's room, he didn't think much about it.

Close the door, walk to the edge of the bed and sit cross-legged.

The Dragon Mansion's spiritual energy is so abundant that it would be a shame not to use such a good resource for cultivation.

Time passed bit by bit, and Qingjiu practiced like this until noon.

Two hours had passed since Qingjiu opened his eyes again, and when he withdrew his hand, he felt that Yujian's body, which was a little tired from flying all night, was much more relaxed now.

Sure enough, cultivating in a place like the Long Family is really a good choice.

But Qingjiu has also discovered that although there is plenty of spiritual energy here, everything seems to follow a trajectory. Unless it is deliberately guided by cultivation like Qingjiu, otherwise this kind of spiritual energy is not used for cultivation, but more like... Warming?
"Whoa."

"Cough cough cough."

Just as Qingjiu was thinking, the sound of something breaking came from outside the room where Qingjiu was located, followed by the sound of a man coughing lightly.

Qingjiu immediately opened the door and walked out, the noon sun was a bit dazzling.

She squinted for a while before daring to open it.

I saw a woman who looked like a maid kneeling on the ground at the door, and a man in black fur stood opposite.

"I'm sorry, it's not good for the young master to be a slave, it's the fault of the slave, please punish the young master."

Qingjiu sized him up before he was sure that the kneeling woman was none other than Chunhua who had just led the way for Qingjiu.

Chunhua kept kowtowing to the man opposite, and there was a broken teapot on the ground.

"Bang Bang Bang."

As Chunhua lowered his head, there was a muffled but crisp sound, Qingjiu looked towards Chunhua's face, only a few strokes of Qingjiu saw bright red liquid slipping down the little maid's forehead.

Because the sun was too dazzling, Qingjiu couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but judging from his figure, that man was none other than the man he saw in the afternoon.

Qingjiu didn't want to meddle in other people's family affairs, but it's not easy to turn around and go back when his own people are out.

So Qingjiu raised his eyebrows lightly, then walked to the side of those two people, leaning against the door frame and looking at them.

'Host, do you know what you look like now? '

At this time, the system has not spoken, and suddenly spoke in Qingjiu's mind.

'like what? 'Qingjiu asked cooperatively this time.

'You are like that street sneaker, exuding the breath of needing to be beaten. '

Who is a good person in this situation at this time, so close to seeing what other people are doing.

Aren't normal people, if they want to persuade a fight, or just don't meddle in their own business, even if they want to watch the fun, who would just pick someone's face to watch?

'Well, if you can't speak, I don't mind having your mouth sewed shut. 'Qingjiu also replied without hesitation.

At this time, the man slowly turned his head to look at Qingjiu, Qingjiu just raised his head, when his eyes made contact, Qingjiu fell into the boundless glacier.

His brows and eyes are as light as smoke, but delicate, like a black and white ink painting, beautiful and graceful, and even more handsome when he lowers his eyebrows and lowers his eyes, but he has an irresistible aristocratic pride all over his body.

I saw that after seeing the green wine, there was no change in his brows and eyes, and his eyes remained cold.

"Girl yes."

His voice is like his own person, with a coolness and elegance that makes you feel as if you can see the pronoun of a superior person in him.

Qingjiu looked at the person in front of him and tilted his head, then smiled.

"Young master, you can call me Qingjiu. I want to ask the Long family caravan to help us go to the southern region."

"It turned out to be a fellow Taoist of the sect, forgive Long Yu for his clumsy eyes."

The man nodded towards Qingjiu, and then his eyes fell on the servant girl on the ground.

"If you don't get up, you'll be ashamed in front of the guests."

His voice was still cold, as if he was saying something insignificant, and there was no emotional change on his face from the beginning to the end.

It was like a heavenly being in front of him, without any emotions.

"Yes, Eldest Young Master, this servant will never again."

Chunhua kowtowed to Long Yu a few more times, just hearing it made people's hearts tremble.

I saw that the face of this little maid, Chunhua, was already bright red after a few strokes.

"Go back."

The man's cold voice sounded again, and he waved his hand at the maid.

Even though she was so indifferent, there was still a smile on the face of the maid on the opposite side, and then quickly knelt back a long way, then got up and staggered away.

"Cough cough cough."

After the maid left, Long Yu raised his hand and coughed violently.

I don't know if he coughed too much, but the man's body began to shake a few times, and he even wanted to fall backwards.

When he was about to collapse, Qingjiu's expression, which was originally watching the excitement, became strange.

Seeing that the man was about to fall, Qingjiu took action and caught him.

I don't know if the man is really weak, but his feet go limp again, and he falls into Qingjiu's arms.

"!!!"

Qingjiu looked at the man who hit his chest, and frowned helplessly.

"cough……"

I only felt tightness in my chest, Qingjiu even coughed a bit.

"Young Master Long, are you okay, if you're okay..."

Qingjiu looked down at the person in his arms, but she couldn't help frowning at just one glance.

"Young Master Long?"

After Qingjiu yelled again to confirm that the person in his arms had passed out, disbelief appeared in his eyes again.

Are there really men this weak? ?
Outrageous.

But in the end, he picked him up and walked towards the hall, hoping to meet acquaintances on the road.

"Miss Qingjiu, you came just in time, and you are about to call you for dinner, is this in your arms?"

"Your son……"

"Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you? What's going on?"

"It's not a long story..."

 Rest early babies, love you
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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