Chapter 2273 The Miao Youth Loves Me 35

The fog was so thick that it was almost impossible to dissolve. The poisonous miasma in the mountains and forests was like a layer of damp and cold gauze, entangled around the corners of everyone's clothes.

Nan Yi walked in the front, holding a hemp rope in his hand, the other end of the rope was connected to the team behind him.

Chu Wan followed closely behind Fan Ruoxi, looking back from time to time, and lowered her voice very low: "Brother, do you think there will be a person suddenly appearing in this fog?"

Before Fan Ruoxi could answer, Jinchen laughed. The red snake poked its head out from his sleeve, and its scarlet tongue licked the moisture in the air.

"What are you afraid of? If something dares to come over, it will be a good opportunity to add to the meal."

Nan Yixing glanced at him sideways, and Jinchen immediately leaned over and gently scratched his palm with his fingers.

"Why, Brother is afraid too?"

"I'm afraid you'd get lost." Nan Yixing said softly, but clasped his fingers with his backhand.

After leaving this layer of poisonous miasma, the road leading down the mountain became much smoother, and he began to feel that Jinchen was really going home with him.

There was a rustling sound coming from the depths of the fog, as if something was crawling along the ground.

He Mo Ning walked at the end of the team, his steps much slower than usual, until Nan Yixing turned around to look at him.

"Why, do you still regret it?"

He Mo Ning shook his head, his voice muffled, "Brother Jin Que's cough...will get worse this season, I want to stay."

Jinchen shrank his neck and said, "Are you really sick?"

He let go of Nan Yixing's hand, turned around, walked to He Mo Ning, and patted his shoulder, "I advise you to stay away from Jinque."

He Mo Ning frowned, but did not dodge, "I just want to take care of him."

Jin Chen narrowed his eyes, his tone frivolous and dangerous, "It's better for you to stay. You are strong and healthy, and you might be the next one to be killed."

He Mo Ning: "..."

Fan Ruoxi put his arm around He Mo Ning's neck and said, "Why bother? You also know Jin Que...right? It's impossible anyway."

He Mo Ning glanced at Jin Chen, was silent for a moment, and finally whispered, "...Let's go."

The fog grew thicker and the team moved forward again.

Jinchen held Nan Yixing's hand again, and gently rubbed his palm with his fingertips, "Brother, is your junior brother stupid?"

Nan Yixing didn't answer, but just held his hand tightly.

A very light sigh came from the fog, like the wind, or like someone's breath.

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The old house at the south gate was filled with the aroma of medicine, and the wind chimes under the corridor were jingling in the early summer breeze.

Ruodong rushed into the living room at a trot and almost knocked over the Junshan Yinzhen tea that his master had just prepared.

"Elder brother is back!"

He panted, his eyes brightening surprisingly, "He also brought someone from Qianping Mountain..."

He paused, gesturing with his fingers, "A very beautiful lady, but... very tall! Her silver ornaments jingle!" He stood on tiptoe and pointed upward.

"so tall."

The master was a little surprised, "Is your eldest brother about to have good news?"

The fellow students were immediately in an uproar, and everyone was speculating.

They are not considered direct disciples and cannot go to Qianping Mountain Village to exchange and learn, but every day they look forward to the eldest brother and others coming back quickly to tell them about the interesting things that happened deep in the mountains.

The little apprentice sister stood on tiptoe and looked out the window. "How pretty is she? Prettier than the Miao doctor who came to exchange ideas last time?"

Ruodong scratched his head, "Not quite the same, it should be better looking!"

Before he finished speaking, Nan Yixing had already entered the hall with Fan Ruoxi and others.

He was wearing a plain long gown, and there was a rare relaxed smile between his brows.

The master held the teacup in his hand, but kept glancing out the door, obviously not hearing a word of the report.

Nan Yixing saw this and raised his lips slightly, "We did gain a lot this time, and brought a lot back..."

Everyone immediately perked up and looked over carefully.

He paused, the smile in his eyes deepened, "My love."

The master put the teacup in his hand down on the table, his brows lit up with joy, "Come in quickly!"

"Yes! Where is the beauty!" Ruodong said excitedly.

Fan Ruoxi and Chu Wan looked at each other and silently suppressed their laughter.

Everyone looked towards the door.

Jinchen leaned lazily against the door frame, his purple Miao gown hung with a silver chain, and the long earring on the left side swayed gently as he tilted his head, making his skin look as cold and white as snow. A few red threads were wrapped around the end of his black braid, like some ancient way of praying, or like a casual decoration.

He raised his eyes and scanned the people in the hall, with a smile on his lips. Although he was just standing there, he felt an invisible sense of oppression, like a beast lurking in the mountains, lazy but dangerous.

"Hello, Master." Jinchen walked in slowly, silver bells rang softly, and every step seemed to step on everyone's heartbeat.

He walked to Nan Yixing and called out to him lazily.

Fan Ruoxi silently moved a step to the side to make room for the "Great Beauty of Qianping Mountain".

The teacup in the master's hand fell to the ground with a bang.

After being amazed, everyone took a breath.

They all turned to look at Ruodong, surprise evident in their eyes.

"What did I say wrong?" Ruodong pointed at Jinchen with his neck stiff and his ears red, "Look for yourselves!"

Ruodong gestured aggrievedly, "Beauty! Tall! The silver jewelry jingles!"

He pointed at Jinchen's earrings, his eyes rolling around.

"It all fits together... I didn't see it clearly, so I didn't expect it to be... a handsome man."

Chu Wan suddenly burst into laughter, and her master glared at her. She quickly lowered her head and pretended to pack her luggage.

Jin Chen raised his eyebrows, lowered his hands behind his back, and hooked his fingertips around Nan Yixing's. "Brother, your master doesn't seem to agree... Is it not possible for me, the young master and former Holy Son, to be able to show off my talents?"

"Wait a minute!" The master was shocked and suddenly choked on his tea. "You... who are you talking about?"

"Young Master of Qianping Village?"

Jinchen nodded.

Master: “…”

The master's reading glasses slid to the tip of his nose and were not pushed up for a long time. His eyes glanced back and forth between Jinchen and Nan Yixing's smiling expressions, finally fixing on their intertwined fingers.

He stared at it for a while, then suddenly slammed the table and said, "Okay!"

I was almost frightened by the red snake on Jinchen's wrist.

"I agree to this marriage!" said the master with satisfaction.

[The villain's darkening value is detected -5, totaling 40! 】

Jinchen turned around and blinked at Nan Yixing.

Nan Yixing glanced at him sideways, with an unconcealable indulgence in his eyes: "Don't scare them."

Jinchen chuckled but didn't respond. He just leaned lazily back in his chair. The silver pendant swayed, dazzling the eyes in the sunlight.

The master picked up the teacup again and looked up as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Where's Bai Xi? Why didn't she come back with you guys?"

The smile on Nan Yixing's lips faded.

"I expelled him from my school."

The little apprentice sister who was grinding moxa by the window trembled, and the stone mortar fell onto the windowsill. "What?"

Fan Ruoxi had already walked up to the master holding a booklet, "Master, please take a look at this."

As soon as the master opened the first page, his brows furrowed.

"...This." The master's fingertips stopped on a page of records.

Several junior fellow apprentices who had always been on good terms with Bai Xi had already gathered around, and the youngest one suddenly gasped.

Nan Yixing turned around and took Jinchen's hand: "Master, if you have nothing else to do, I will take Jinchen to settle down first."

The master's eyes were still glued to the book. Hearing this, he just waved his hand and said, "Go ahead. Have a good rest for two days before going...to the watchtower."

In the watchtower was Nan Yixing's aunt.

The master's reading glasses reflected every word recorded on the paper. Fan Ruoxi was also smart and mixed in some "evidence".

It was not until the door curtain of the reception room fell that the sound of teacups being placed heavily on the table was heard from inside.

Jinchen's silver bells rang in the corridor. He turned his head to look at Nan Yixing, "You Han people expelled our master. Do you want to collect some token of your loyalty?"

"No need."

Nan Yixing pushed open the carved wooden door of the room, then closed it tightly and looked at Jinchen.

Jinchen raised the corners of her beautiful eyes slightly and leaned forward slightly.

"Why are you closing the door in broad daylight?"

"Of course... kiss you."

Now that he was in the environment he was most familiar with, Nan Yixing no longer had that kind of defensive coldness. He raised his narrow eyes full of affection, reflecting Jinchen's face in them, without any mixed feelings.

Jinchen's eyes curved slightly, and he leaned forward a little, letting Nan Yixing kiss him. The knuckles of his fingers resting on the waist of his plain long gown were distinct, and the warmth he transmitted made Nan Yixing's whole body throb, all the way to his heart.

After a while, the initiative was taken away by Jinchen again, and he kissed her deeply like a storm.

Nan Yixing leaned against the wall, his eyes slightly narrowed, revealing a hint of satisfaction at having achieved what he had thought.