Evil Bone Devourer

Chapter 175 Routine-
There must be many secrets in a person like Xuan He, otherwise how could the eyes of the 20-something years old be as calm as they have been baptized by the years.

I knelt in front of the gods and slowly calmed down. I didn't worry about things that I couldn't figure out, and I would get the answer sooner or later.

The only fear now is that Yu Qiuting will give him a very severe punishment, such a thin body can't stand the toss.

A day and a night passed, and Yu Qiuting didn't intend to let me go out. This time, I was afraid that my family would be worried, so I deliberately talked to Pei Shen and told them that I was going to other places to do something.

Sister Lan will deliver meals on time in the morning, noon and evening, and spend the rest of the time thinking about her mistakes there except for going to the bathroom
It wasn't until the third night that Yin San removed the lock outside the door. At that time, my kneeling posture was no longer straight enough, and I was in a rather precarious posture.

"Xiaoyun, the Palace Mistress told you to come over."

After hearing this, I slowly put down my hands, my face was pale with sweat on my forehead, I just got up and took two steps, then staggered forward and knelt down on the ground again.

Yin San hurried forward to help me, and asked anxiously, "Are you alright?"

I leaned on my legs, raised my head and replied, "Kneeling numb, I can't walk."

Yin San shouted in the direction of the door: "Huanxi, get the whole stretcher here."

Huanxi agreed and turned around and ran away. When he came back, he carried two wooden sticks with a white cloth in between.
Isn't this stretcher too simple?It seems to be done temporarily!
I sat cross-legged in the middle of the white cloth, my face was extremely white, my hair was disheveled, and the dark circles under my eyes almost reached my chin. If Yin San next to me was throwing some white paper money, I would look like a kid.

Huanxi and another person carried me back and forth, and walking in the gloomy atmosphere of the Ghost King Palace seemed very strange.

The numbness in the legs is real, but as for whether I can walk to the main hall?
I'm pretending.

After I was carried into the main hall, Yu Qiuting looked up at my appearance, and immediately frowned and looked at Yin San beside him, with reproach in his eyes.

Yin San and Huanxi hurriedly made excuses and retreated. I sat on the ground and kept beating my calves with my hands, grinning and groaning miserably.

"Have you been kneeling for the past three days? Why are you usually lazy and slippery?"

I pursed my lips and nodded, deliberately said in a very weak voice: "I know I was wrong."

The city of Zongzhou began to enter the rainy season when April approached. The sound of raindrops falling on the eaves came from outside. The drizzle had just stopped, and the front of the main hall was covered with a wet white mist.

The moon in the sky is very bright, and the flowers blooming outside are stained with raindrops with a decadent beauty.

Yu Qiuting cast his eyes out of the window, and the anger in his heart was suppressed in the bottom of his heart after saying that I was wrong.

He got up from the Jiulong head chair, walked down slowly, bent down and picked me up from the cold ground, and strode to the big black carved bed in the back bedroom.

There was no smiling face from beginning to end, but I knew in my heart that he was giving in.

Many years later, someone joked with me and said, Yinghe, you can handle Yan Luo with a cold face like Yu Qiuting to death, why don't you start an emotional teaching?

What she basically meant was, I understand his emotions, and I know exactly what to do to soften his heart, and make him not care about it even if he commits a terrible disaster. There must be many routines and techniques in this process.

In fact, there are so many routines and skills in relationships. Whether it is family, friendship, or love, everyone is not a fool. The carelessness you can see is based on whether the other party loves you or not.

Appropriately doing a little routine may make things easier, but if you use too many routines, your feelings will be somewhat distorted.

Yu Qiuting threw me on the bed with rough movements, still maintaining a trace of his angry atmosphere, the stern man in front of him had a trace of distress in his eyes.

I leaned against the head of the bed and said weakly: "Yu Qiuting, you have been punished as well, can this matter pass?"

"Are you quite upright?"

"No, you are an opportunity to explain to others! Sulking yourself is not good for your heart."

"Do you know what Xuan He did?"

I shook my head blankly, quietly waiting for his next words.

"He burned the only portrait of Hua Jiu."

I petrified in place, as if I heard the sound of cracking in my ears.

Yin Sanqian told me that the only portrait of Hua Shengsi is inside, which is very, very precious.

The painted face on the wall was burned, and I didn't expect the last one to be in an ancient book! ! !
"sorry."

My heart is so heavy that any explanation becomes pale at this time, I don't know what to say except I'm sorry.
The house suddenly became quiet, and the light rain outside the window was pattering on the big-leaved plants, crisp and melodious.

Yu Qiuting saw my gradually moist eye circles, felt weak, and sat on the edge of the bed with his hands on his knees.

I looked at his profile, and he was only three years older than me. Others have not graduated from college at this age, and he must be very tired to manage so many things and fight so many ghosts and monsters. .And I didn't do him any favors, and I was always giving him trouble.
"Is there anything else we can do to remedy this?"

He shook his head slightly, "No."

I lifted the quilt and wanted to go down, but Yu Qiuting grabbed my arm to stop him, and said in an unhappy tone: "It's raining outside, what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to find Xuanhe, he has seen that painting before, and he will definitely be able to draw another one that is exactly the same."

"no need."

"why?"

"The existence or non-existence of the portrait is just a concern of future generations for her, and nothing else will be involved. And he is not willing."

"Why wouldn't he?"

"The Guyin Palace has been established for a total of 95 years since I came to power, and it will soon have a reincarnation, and no one knows what will happen by then.

Yunyinghe, you don't know anything about the ancestors of the major families, so don't act rashly. You can't figure out what the factions in the middle are, which is very dangerous for you. "

I felt chills in my heart, Yu Qiuting meant to warn me not to get involved in their affairs, right?

"You can tell me, can't you? Why do you have to bear it yourself? You know it well."

He interrupted me with a serious expression, "I don't know, Yunyinghe, find a job here, just do your job well!
Also, let me emphasize to you one last time that the fortune tellers in Guyin Palace are not allowed to initiate marriages, not even to fall in love. I hope you don’t challenge the bottom line and stay away from Xuanhe. Are you clear? "

I laughed provocatively by him, he is such a smart person who should know that Xuanhe and I have nothing to do, but he still reminds me to behave again and again.

I nodded with an ugly face, "I remember, lying on the palace lord's bed should be taboo, right? I'll go first."

I took a few steps forward and my knees hurt like pinpricks. It took me a few seconds before I could stand still.
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(End of this chapter)