The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 207 Shaoqing, Say You Like Me
It happened so suddenly that even Qing Moyan was stunned.

The arrow was shot from behind the bushes, Qing Moyan couldn't move because of the onset of Gu poison, so he could only watch helplessly.

Qingdu lowered his head, only to see a sharp arrow stuck in his heart.

Qing Moyan stared at him firmly.

Too late, still a step late.

Qingdu vomited blood again, his body convulsed a few times, and fell on the wheelchair without moving.

Qing Moyan's eyes dimmed, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and the blood in his eyes became more intense.

"Here..." A voice came from not far away.

Qing Moyan cheered up, and saw a few people coming from the small road opposite, they were the gentlemen of Baihe Academy.

"Young Master?"

"Why is Master Shaoqing here?"

"What happened, why is the library missing?"

Several gentlemen hurriedly gathered around.

"Mr. Qingdu?" Jiao Shalai's eyes fell on Qingdu, "Why did Qing Moyan kill Mr. Qingdu? The library is the century-old foundation of our academy. What have you guys done..."

Jiao Shalai stepped forward to question Qing Moyan.

Qing Moyan swayed, unable to stand steadily, her raised hand subconsciously grabbed Jiao Shalai's shoulder.

"Qing Moyan, what are you going to do? Do you want to kill me to silence me or to avenge yourself personally? Let me tell you, last time you ruined my clothes, I haven't settled with you yet."

Qing Moyan grabbed Jiao Shalai's skirt with one hand, and covered her chest with the other, bleeding from her lips.

It was only then that Jiao Shalai noticed Qing Moyan's strangeness, "Hey, what's wrong with you, don't grab my clothes, this clothes are made by me, and they are new, don't make them dirty..."

As soon as the words fell, Qing Moyan spurted out a mouthful of blood, all splashing on Jiao Shalai's clothes.

"Qing Moyan, believe it or not, I'll show you!" Jiao Shalai screamed.

Qing Moyan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said: "It seems like you can still be saved."

When Xuanyu and others rushed over, they saw Jiao Shalai passed out on the ground with blood all over his body.

Before dawn, Baihe Academy finally returned to its former tranquility.

A sign about the suspension of classes was erected at the gate of the academy, and a seal of Dali Temple was posted on the closed gate.

Xuanyu led people to escort Yu Jingqi to Dali Temple, Qing Moyan hastily wrote a memorial and handed it to Zhengqing of Dali Temple, and then took a carriage to return to the Marquis Mansion.

Ru Xiaonan's clothes were all soaked through, although there were clean clothes in the carriage, but she couldn't keep warm when she wore them.

"Sit over here." Qing Moyan ordered, he leaned against the car floor, put his arms on the small table, and closed his eyes.

Ru Xiaonan moved her body and leaned close to his lap.

In fact, Qing Moyan's body is not warm, even her hands are cold.

"See if you dare to mess around again next time." Ru Xiaonan muttered in a low voice, using her internal strength without her consent, and almost used it too much. It's already hung up.

Qing Moyan opened her eyes, the blood in her eyes still hadn't faded, but the deep eyes were as sharp as usual, as if it wasn't him who was listless just now.

"You are so courageous, you dare to blame your master."

Ru Xiaonan pouted, "How dare you, you are the young minister of Dali Temple, even our Mr. Jiao will be dumped by you, how dare I blame you."

Qing Moyan pursed her lips tightly.

Jiao Shalai was really hit hard this time. When he woke up, he was looking for death. People who didn't know thought what happened to him by the Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

In fact, he was only bloodied by Qing Moyan because of the new clothes.

The carriage jolted.

Qing Moyan frowned tightly and closed her eyes.

Ru Xiaonan reached out and hugged him, hoping to reduce the impact of the bumpy carriage on him.

"It hurts." Qing Moyan spat out a word.

Ru Xiaonan's face was full of helplessness, of course she knew he would feel pain, but there was nothing she could do about it, her ability could barely control the onset of the poison, but she couldn't eliminate the discomfort it brought.

"Say you like me." Qing Moyan's hoarse voice came from above his head.

what?
Ru Xiaonan thought that there was something wrong with her ears, so she looked up at him.

"Tell me you like me, so I'll feel better." Qing Moyan looked at her seriously, even though he looked a little embarrassed after tossing all night, his demeanor was still there.

The Shaoqing of Dali Temple is indeed a guy who is imposing no matter what the occasion.

"Can you not say it?" Ru Xiaonan blushed.

"Then think of twenty reasons why you like me."

Ru Xiaonan only felt steam rising from the top of her head, and the temperature on her body rose slowly.

What the hell is this, Shaoqing, are you sure you are an ancient person from this era, not from modern times?

"Speak up, speak louder." The corners of Qing Moyan's lips curled slightly, "If you don't want to talk, let's talk about you and the little prince leaving without permission..."

Retribution came really fast.

Ru Xiaonan has one head and two big ones.

Although Qing Moyan looks generous and decent on the surface, he is actually a dictatorial tyrant, the kind who likes to torture people.

"Like..." It seems that he has to give in first to escape the catastrophe.

"The voice is too low, I can't hear it." Qing Moyan closed her eyes again, covered her chest, breathing lightly.

Outside the carriage, Xuanyu and the others could clearly hear Miss Ru's crisp childish voice.

"I like Qingmoyan, I like Qingmoyan... I like..."

Everyone looked at each other.

There are many bold and enthusiastic women in this world, but few of them are so straightforward.

Their sons are really blessed, and they don't get tired of panic after hearing a lot.

Ru Xiaonan's voice was almost smoking when she spoke straight along the way.

If it weren't for Qing Moyan's current poor health, she really wanted to turn back into a fragrant fox and scratch a few scars on him.

Qing Moyan's evil taste is really unbearable, do you just like to tease her so much?

After returning to Qinghou's Mansion, Qing Moyan asked someone to remove the threshold of the main entrance, the carriage went directly into the mansion, and only after driving outside the main hall did someone prepare a soft sedan to carry him back to his courtyard.

"Come here and drink ginger soup." Qing Moyan lay there pretending to be the young master, instructing Ru Xiaonan to do this and then instructing her to do that.

Ru Xiaonan broke out in a sweat, and the chill on her body dissipated a little.

"Can I not drink it?" Ru Xiaonan backed away when she smelled the spicy smell.

In the past, she didn't think this thing was bad to drink. It may be that after turning into an animal, she didn't like the taste very much.

"No." Qing Moyan asked to put ginger soup on the table.

Ru Xiaonan rolled her eyes, and a cunning flashed in her eyes.

"If you say you like me, I'll drink it."

Qing Moyan raised one eyebrow, "Is this true?"

"Of course." Ru Xiaonan silently gave her 1 likes for her "smartness".

"Come here, go and call all the people in the courtyard." Qing Moyan lightly ordered the servants outside.

Ru Xiaonan froze, "What are you going to do?"

Qing Moyan chuckled silently, "You will know in a while."

Soon, all the people in his yard came over, even the dead guards crowded into the house.

The room was full, and people were standing inside and outside, and some who couldn't get in had to stand in the corridor outside the door.

Ru Xiaonan's cat eyes widened, what Qing Moyan wanted to do.

Qing Moyan leaned against the head of the bed and said lazily, "Come and tell this girl, just say that I, Qing Moyan, like him."

Click!

Thunder rolls.

Ru Xiaonan stood there, thundering from head to toe.

I want you to say it with your own mouth, how about you ask these hundreds of people to sing for me in the Yellow River chorus?

(End of this chapter)