Chapter 29 Non-General Logic
"It's finished frying, but it's just a pretense to come back and fry it again."

"Oh."

After a moment of silence, Beilou couldn't hold back, and said again: "Do you know that the prince has a special hobby?"

"do not know."

No, he saw too much today and couldn't digest it alone. If he didn't find someone to talk to, he might have something wrong.In case he was murdered by the prince to silence him, it would be better to drag someone into the water.

But before Beilou took the initiative to say something, Beicheng asked gossipingly, "Did you see something?"

Beilou said: "Just now when I went to deliver the medicine, I saw the prince and the priest in the room."

"Isn't the prince changing the medicine for the Taoist priest? What's so strange about that?"

"My lord pressed the Taoist priest on the bed."

"..." Beicheng was silent, "This is indeed too strange."

"The prince even tied the Taoist priest's hands."

Beicheng turned his head and walked away: "Don't hurt me, I didn't hear anything." No wonder Beilou was in shock when he came back. When he bumped into this scene, he probably was not far from death.

But Bei Jiuyuan didn't pursue it, and didn't say anything, as if it never happened.It made Beilou anxious for several days.

There is no need for Bei Jiuyuan to explain the misunderstanding to his subordinates.

Later, Qingchi's shoulder injury healed, and Bei Jiuyuan never came to help her change her medicine again.Soon the loss and melancholy after the failure of the goal was replaced by new things.

I didn't pay attention when I looked in the mirror last time, but this time I looked in the mirror and cleared the pool and found that the spots on my face were gone.Her face became smooth and white, coupled with Beilou's careful dispensing and conditioning, she became radiant.

The brown that had been with her for more than ten years suddenly disappeared, and Qingchi was still not used to it.She thought that it was a blessing in disguise after going to Nanhuang earlier, and she completely let go of her prejudice against Bei Jiuyuan.Now she is more about joy and novelty, and one of her favorite things to do all day long is to look in the mirror.

Take photos in the room, take photos in the courtyard, sit on the corridor and take photos facing the pool.

They lived in a high-end inn, and they rented a private courtyard, so there were no outside guests here.Those who come and go are the accompanying people around Bei Jiuyuan, and they are no strangers to Qing Chi.

During breakfast, Qing Chi sat opposite Bei Jiuyuan in a refreshed manner, before he could speak, he sighed: "After Pundao found out that there were no spots on his face, how did he look so beautiful!"

Bei Jiuyuan paused his hands, ignoring her, and added two spoonfuls of sugar to the porridge.

Qing Chi said flatteredly again: "I am woken up by myself every morning, this feeling is really good. Now Pindao doesn't have to admire you all day long, Pindao only appreciates myself."

Bei Jiuyuan looked up at her and asked, "Do you want to add sugar to your porridge?"

Qingchi was in a good mood and could say anything, and said, "Give me two spoonfuls for the poor." As a result, he got tired of eating two mouthfuls. Seeing Bei Jiuyuan finish the whole bowl of sweet porridge gracefully and comfortably, he couldn't help sighing, "Is it really okay for you to be so sweet? Where did you say it last time? Did Pindao say that you will get diabetes? This diabetes..."

"Beicheng, the Taoist priest is full, so send her back."

Bei Jiuyuan thought, she really shouldn't be too proud.Otherwise, she would be soaring into the sky all the time, it would blow my mind off.

Bei Jiuyuan likes to eat sugar, and Qingchi likes to eat meat.They think each other is too harsh.

Qing Chi's health is almost in good condition, and it's time to go on the road.Before leaving, Bei Jiuyuan asked Beilou to prepare another medicine.

Bei Jiuyuan was holding a medicine bowl, but what was contained in the medicine bowl was not a decoction to be taken internally, but some brown medicinal mud and a very slender brush.

He came into Qingchi's room, Qingchi asked happily: "Are we going back to Qishan?"

Bei Jiuyuan nodded, looked at her and said, "But your face is not good."

"Why not? Are you afraid that my master won't recognize me?"

"……Um."

Qing Chi waved his hand carelessly: "It's okay, he's old and his eyesight is bad, but he should know that no one wants to call him Master except me."

Bei Jiuyuan approached, mixed the medicinal mud with a brush, and said: "That being said, the Taoist priest is a person who walks the rivers and lakes. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I think it's better to disguise appropriately."

Qingchi looked at the things in his hand, and immediately understood: "You want to make the poor man look ugly? But it was hard for the poor man to come back beautifully."

"The beauty and ugliness of a person are just skins, why should you care so much?"

"Then why don't you act ugly yourself?"

"..." Bei Jiuyuan found that there would be communication barriers before he even said a few words to her.He said earnestly, "You are a girl, and it is inconvenient for you to be outside. If you are missed by someone with evil intentions, it may be dangerous. This is also for your own good. This medicine is not to make you look ugly forever, and the effect can only be maintained. In January, it’s not trying to pretend to be ugly, it’s just to temporarily restore you to your original state. If you really don’t like it, you can scrub it with a special medicinal juice when you’re alone, and it can be completely washed off.”

Qingchi is not an unreasonable person, she thought about it and felt that what Bei Jiuyuan said had two points of truth.

Seeing her loosen, Bei Jiuyuan said again: "Don't the Taoist priest like to fight an eye for an eye? This appearance is for oneself to admire. If outsiders can also appreciate it, outsiders have no comparable beauty for the Taoist priest to appreciate. Isn’t the Daoist at a loss?”

Qing Chi said: "You are very reasonable. Come on, put the spots on the poor Taoist."

Bei Jiuyuan twitched the corners of his mouth, then came over and sat down in front of Qing Chi.Sure enough, this guy had to use inhuman logic to convince her easily.

He dipped in the medicinal juice, leaned closer and lightly tapped on both sides of Qingchi's cheeks.Qingchi opened black and white eyes, looked at him nearby, his eyes were shining and clear, it was easy to be remembered in a person's heart.

Bei Jiuyuan moved his eyes slightly down, and looked at her.His eyes are different from her bright, clear and warm eyes. When his pupils are as dark as ink, they are lonely and desolate, but they can also enter people's hearts.

The eyes crossed for a short time, it was rare that Qingchi obediently did not mess around, he said softly, "What are you looking at me for?"

Qingchi raised his face slightly, and said honestly: "If I touch you now, will you make my face dirty?"

Bei Jiuyuan picked up his lips and smiled, the soft light in the room couldn't match the inadvertent youthful smile.He squinted his eyes and said, "Even if you still have some sense of vision, this flower will disappear after a month."

"Have any big girls been fascinated by you?" Qing Chi asked suddenly.

Bei Jiuyuan replied lightly: "I never cared about it."

"If a girl falls on the ground, will you help her?"

"That depends on who it is."

"What if it's poor?" She asked with twinkling eyes.

Bei Jiuyuan glanced at her and said, "Help."

Qingchi laughed inexplicably, and he couldn't explain why.Obviously, he was quite resentful towards him a few days ago.As always, Bei Jiuyuan was not stingy with her. He gently lifted Qingchi's chin with his fingers and held a pen in one hand. At first glance, he seemed to be holding her makeup.

(End of this chapter)

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