Chapter 247

To be honest, this person Chong Lian doesn’t like flowers and plants, because he thinks those flowers and plants must be dirty under the sun and rain, and he loves cleanliness extremely, so he doesn’t need these peach blossoms at all. Just when he wanted to refuse, Jiu Xia had already left You Yue Tang with the peach blossom!

Chong Lian pinched the bridge of his nose, stood up from the Taishi chair, and looked at Feng Xingtian with a cold gaze, "For this task, let Qin Xiao go, he has been at Qiyi Sect for a while, we don't support idlers here, you should understand of!"

"Yes, sect master!" Feng Xingtian nodded, "But sect master, Qin Xiao has never given a mission, what if he fails? Or else he will send another person to follow him?"

Chong Lian lowered his eyes, thought for a while, and said, "Alright, if he fails in his mission, don't stay alive."

After Chong Lian said this, he put his right hand behind him and stepped away.

"Yes!" Feng Xingtian arched his hands, and after Chonglian left, Feng Xingtian left the Youyuetang and went to arrange tasks.

Chong Lian originally wanted to go to Tingyu Pavilion, but he thought of something in his mind, so he returned to Yuhuan Pavilion.

Chong Lian likes quietness, and there are only two cleaning servants in his Yuhuan Pavilion. Because they know his temper, they usually only come here to clean when he is not around.

Entering the room, a faint scent came from the pavement. This was not the smell of ambergris, nor the smell of sandalwood, but the smell of peach blossom.

On the table, the peach blossoms were washed and inserted into a white vase, which added a bit of life to the otherwise deserted room.

Chong Lian walked to the table and sat down. When he saw these peach blossoms, he inadvertently thought of the yellow-haired girl Yan Qingyi.

Dirty, skinny, stubborn, with a pair of eyes as clear as a small stream, when he laughs, it is very sweet...

Thinking of this, a sigh came out of his mouth. He pinched the bridge of his nose, looked at the peach blossoms in the vase, got up and left the room.

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As night fell, the temperature in the mountains suddenly dropped sharply. Yan Qingyi was wearing only a black strong suit, which was a bit flimsy. She sneezed loudly when she returned to Biyuexuan after eating.

People are too thin, and usually do not eat nutritious food, so once the temperature drops, her resistance will drop, and then she will contract the cold.

Seeing her sneeze, He Yuan couldn't help frowning.

"Yunyi, are you not feeling well?"

"Sister Heyuan, I'm fine."

Yan Qingyi originally wanted to go for a walk outside and then come back to sleep, but now it seems that she can't go. After all, her body's resistance is not good. It's cold at night. If she goes out for a walk, she will definitely get caught!

For the sake of her body, she still can't take risks.

"It is estimated that the temperature at night in this mountain is too different from that in the daytime. You are cold, so let's lie down for a while, and I will cook some ginger soup for you to get rid of the cold."

"Sister Heyuan, I'm really fine. I'll just sleep and I won't bother you anymore."

"Silly boy, what's the trouble with you living under the same roof with me? Well, go to bed, and I'll make some ginger soup for you."

After He Yuan finished speaking, he left the house.

Yan Qingyi took a deep breath, and the corners of her mouth slowly opened into a smile.

He Yuan is really kind.

With a sigh of relief, Yan Qingyi took off her shoes and lay on the bed.

A pair of black eyes looked at the beams in the air, the smile slowly disappeared, and in his mind, he subconsciously thought of heavy pity.