ninth junior sister

Chapter 33

Zizhan saw that Ziling raised his qualifications repeatedly, so he said in a low voice: "If you continue to make trouble like this, I will write to your father immediately and ask your father to take you home."

Hearing this, Ziling raised her eyes to stare at Zizhan, tears fell from her eyes again, she had followed him for so many years, and he had never said such a serious word, and now he wanted to chase her away because of Ziqing Are you going downhill?What kind of ecstasy did Ziqing put on him to make him protect her like this?
"Eldest brother, you..." Ziling stomped her feet angrily, then cast a fierce glance at Ziqing who was still sleeping in Zizhan's arms, then turned around and ran away.

Zizhan looked at Ziling's figure running away, his handsome brows furrowed involuntarily.

Staring at Xu for a while, Zizhan finally stepped into the Ningxiang Pavilion with Ziqing in his arms.

After entering the Ningxiang Pavilion, Ziqing still showed no signs of waking up, Zizhan gently opened her hand, but as soon as she moved, Ziqing started crying, repeated it several times, and finally A soft and thin quilt was stuffed in her arms, and it was considered that she was completely put on the bed.

After putting it away, Zizhan ordered someone to wait outside the door, then fed her medicine once more, got up and left Ningxiang Pavilion.

Ling Xiaoruo rolled around on the bed with the thin quilt in his arms, and finally woke up in the evening.

Since she was always accompanied by her father in the dream, she thought she was in a modern room when she woke up. However, when she saw the thin quilt she was hugging, she finally sighed in disappointment: " I thought it was really my father, but it turned out to be just a quilt."

However, the touch in the dream was so real and warm, how could it suddenly become a quilt?
Just as she was thinking about the reason, Ling Xiaoruo's eyes widened suddenly, as if she had thought of a very serious problem. After looking around for a while, she said in surprise, "Why does this place look so much like Ningxiang Pavilion?"

She got out of bed and began to search around. After she finished searching, she came to the correct conclusion, that is, she returned to the Ningxiang Pavilion of the Cangshan School again.

After confirming, Ling Xiaoruo was so angry that he raised his arms and said angrily: "Why did I come back to this ghost place again?" After tossing and tossing for so long, she returned to the starting point after hundreds of turns, she was really unwilling what!

Ling Xiaoruo angrily sat back on the bed, her mind was in a trance, and when her mind wandered into space, she suddenly remembered the warm embrace in her dream.

"In this way, the embrace in the dream is real?" Ling Xiaoruo stared at his hand, it seemed that the person's warm body temperature still remained on it.

Why is she so attached to this embrace?
Whose embrace is so warm?Like a father's arms?Who on earth saved her from the brink of life and death?
The faces of all the people in the Cangshan faction went through in her mind one by one, but after going through it, she felt like no one else.

How could the people here take such good care of her?The small eyes rolled and turned, and continued to think.However, it never came to fruition.

In the next few days, perhaps because of her illness, or perhaps because there were guards outside the door, the Ningxiang Pavilion was surprisingly quiet, and no uninvited guests came to harass her.

Taking advantage of the tranquility, Ling Xiaoruo rested quietly in the Ningxiang Pavilion.After recovering from a serious illness, she really needs to rest for a while, so that she can start a new round of escape guerrilla warfare.

However, when she hadn't planned her escape route, an uninvited guest came to Ningxiang Pavilion. This person was Ziran, the fifth senior brother she escaped during the Lancang River trip.

In the middle of the night, the orange sunset slanted across the courtyard. Ling Xiaoruo was doing some arm movement under a osmanthus tree in the courtyard. At this moment, the door of Ningxiang Pavilion was suddenly pushed opened.

Ling Xiaoruo looked towards the door of the pavilion warily, when she found a corner of pure white clothes, she raised her hand to touch the embroidery needles hidden in the cuffs.

"Who is it?" Although Ling Xiaoruo already knew who the person came in, she still pretended not to know and stared at the door of the pavilion, asking alertly.

During the interrogation, the door of the pavilion had been fully opened. When Ling Xiaoruo thought he would see Zi Ran who was holding a jasper flute with a revenge-seeking expression, he was a little terrified by what she saw.

The person who walked into the pavilion couldn't be wrong, but he didn't hold a flute in his hand, but a jar of wine.

Yes, she read it right, he carried a jar.And there was no look of seeking revenge on his face, he was just a little bit drunk.

At this time, the mountain breeze came slowly, bringing with it the mellow aroma of wine, Ling Xiaoruo's eyes could not help but narrow slightly, completely unaware of what Ziran wanted.

After Ziran entered the pavilion door, he lifted his foot and slammed the pavilion door.He looked around for a while, and when he saw the plain figure under the osmanthus tree, a smile appeared on his lips, and he replied, "It's me."

Ling Xiaoruo raised his eyebrows, and asked indifferently: "What are you here for? To see what happens to me when I'm imprisoned? Or are you here to take revenge?"

Ziran raised his hand and stretched out a finger, shook it, and said, "None, I came to ask you to drink."

Ling Xiaoruo asked suspiciously: "Drink?"

"Yes." Ziran didn't wait for Ling Xiaoruo to answer, and walked towards the stone bench in the yard leaning over with the wine jar in his hand.

Ling Xiaoruo looked at his crooked figure, under the setting sun, that figure looked a bit desolate and haggard, with black hair floating casually behind him.

Did he encounter any unhappy things?
During the dragon boat race that day, didn't he still pick up girls with her in high spirits?What happened?Why are you so drunk?

Ling Xiaoruo turned his eyes, and walked towards Ziran, when she walked over, Ziran had already taken out two small white porcelain bowls and poured out the wine.

The burgundy was delicate and charming, like a woman's blushing cheeks, against the background of the setting sun, it looked extraordinarily enchanting and charming.

Ling Xiaoruo stared at the wine in the white porcelain bowl, and said in disbelief: "Wine?"

Ziran, who was already sitting on the stone bench, was stunned when he heard the words, the drunkenness on Jun's face seemed to have gone a bit, he raised his eyes to look at Ziqing, the setting sun shone on her thin shoulders, like a layer of reflection. The golden light is like, the skin seems to be inlaid with a layer of gold, and it is full of sparkles, with a bright and soul-catching brilliance.

After taking a sip from the small white porcelain bowl, Zi Ran asked, "How do you know this kind of wine? There is no such kind of wine in Linnan Kingdom, and even in Moxi, only dignitaries and nobles can drink such fine wine."

Moxi?After hearing this word, Ling Xiaoruo rolled her eyes. She has heard that there are four countries in this continent, and Moxi is in the west. Ziran said that, could it be that someone in the Cangshan School is Mo Western country?
(End of this chapter)