Her Heartless Evil Man

"However, this is the first time I made a kite in my memory. Maybe it's just a coincidence. I don't remember everything in the past. Please forgive me." frankly, this is the dialogue between women. If you know how to respect others, that is to respect yourself.

"Your painting style is also very much like her." she picked up the painting thrown aside by the children and scattered by the wind. She looked at it and said to me seriously.

"I don't think, maybe one day I'll see the paintings painted by Yun Qi'er with my own eyes." the more I listen to Yun Qi'er, the more curious I am about her. I'm curious because I'm really similar to her.

"Well, tomorrow you go to my place and I'll show you. That's her painting of turdan, which has been kept by me all the time."

I smiled gently, "it's a deal. Don't regret it." to tell you the truth, the more I talked to her, the more I felt that she had a crystal heart. She was very beautiful. The beauty was not only in the appearance, but also in the inner unspeakable beauty. But I still can't understand why she has something to do with Batu when she is as beautiful as her?

"Qingyun, I heard you know medical skills, don't you?" at the moment, her topic changed, which made me feel a little abrupt.

My medical skills and my kung fu are not good compared with Qingyang, but she asked what they were going to do, "I only know some superficial Kung Fu."

"Then you should know the acupoints around people."

"Well, I understand this." most medical students have studied every part of the human body carefully. Naturally, I have also studied this acupoint thoroughly.

"Can you teach me how to recognize acupoints?" she turned her head and looked at me with longing in her eyes.

Acupoint, what does she want to learn this acupoint for? It must be so. It turned out that she was still for Batu.

I watched her shadow grow longer and longer under the sunset. The deformed gray made me sad. How can a woman be desperate for her beloved man? Yunqi'er is like this. It turns out that her style is like this, but her favorite is not turdan.

Do you want to teach? In fact, when Qi Qige mentioned acupoints, I already knew her intention. Everything last night was clearly in my mind. She wanted to solve acupoints for Batu.

Teach me. Even if I teach her, I can't understand turdanshi's acupoints on Batu. To tell you the truth, I really don't understand why she is so desperate to Batu.

I took her hand and wanted to stand up. Only then did I find that her hand seemed hot. Just now I had been keen on talking with her, but I didn't seriously look at her. At this time, I looked at her face. It was red. Was it the rain and the wind cold last night? I just gently touched her forehead. It was really hot.

"Greg, you're sick," I said softly.

"It doesn't matter." when it was burned like this, she said it was all right. She still thought about Batu. Alas, her heart doesn't even understand me.

"I'll take you back. Hehe, I know how to massage. I'll choose some medicine to boil. When you're better, I'll teach you again, and I'll draw the acupoint map first." I coaxed her to go back and burn the heat first. In this way, if it takes a long time, she will get tuberculosis.

"All right." Qiqige took my hand, as if he was afraid of me running away secretly.

I waved my hand and said goodbye to the children. I walked slowly to the carriage parked in the grass not far away with Qi Qige. The carriage stopped so far. I'm afraid it would affect the children's kite flying. Qi Qige, she was really careful.

"Yan'er, take my horse back. I'm going to Ge Ge."

The swallow nodded lightly and took orders.

I got on the carriage with Qi Qi. In the carriage, I listened to the rumbling sound. I looked at the children who were dying outside the window. In fact, happiness is carefree growth, just like those children, but when ordinary people grow up, they have more troubles. This is an inevitable law. It is more and more difficult to maintain a childlike innocence all their life.

"Your child is old, too." I remember Qi Qige said that she had a son, which seemed to be called Du BIE.

"Yes, she is thirteen years old. She is tall and has already passed the lovely age." she said, looking at the children who are still running.

"Horse riding and hunting must not be inferior to sweating." I really envy her. At least she can get along with his children day and night, and I don't even know where my baby is.

"Those are good, but he is much worse in political affairs, and the Khan has no children except him."

"Aren't there other concubines in Dahan?" yes, I've heard, but I've always wondered why.

"What's the use? For more than five years, he has always slept alone in his own yurt."

I couldn't help but be stunned. How could it be so? So what is turdan to Qiqige? I silently looked at the tassel hanging in front of the window. Maybe this is also a wound in Qige's heart.

Is turdan for yunqi'er? But it is clear that he abandoned Yun Qi'er. Did he repent later?

Thinking of last night, he knew that I had gone to the Mongolia bag that imprisoned Bartle. His eye liner had long informed him that I had disappeared from my bag in Mongolia, and then added his vigilance, so he was so good at my light work that he was also discovered by him. What about its style? Didn't he find her?

If he knows, his not saying may mean connivance. I'm getting more and more confused.

When the carriage stopped and helped Qiqige out of the carriage, I found that Qiqige's yurt seemed a little remote. She's still hot. I don't know how she can hold out to see me.

"Miss Yun, big Khan said he would have dinner with Miss Yun in the evening." Yan'er had already arrived before me.

"Oh. Then go and report back and say I've prescribed a prescription for Ge Ge. He'll be over when he gets sick."

"Ge Ge's face is so red. It's sick." Yan'er said later.

"Go, I'll be there in about half an hour." he wrote some prescriptions and ordered the servant to boil it. It'll be fine in a while.

"Miss Qingyun, what about my acupoint map?"

At this stage, she burned like this. What she was thinking about was the acupoint. I was a little annoyed. "Anyway, you should take care of your body. It's important. Some people are not worth paying for him." I have something to say. That Batu harmed people in such a bad way. He's just a villain in in my eyes.

She was stunned. She seemed to be aware of the meaning of my words. Her eyes were full of tears, but I couldn't bear it. "When I finished my dinner, I'll draw it for you. When you get better tomorrow, I'll teach you." it's good to learn these acupoints, whether she wants to save Batu or not, In fact, you can massage slowly. Sometimes when you are tired, you rub your temples, which is also a way to relax your emotions.

I silently entered her yurt, quickly wrote down the list of herbs to remove the heat on the paper, and then handed it to the maid. I ordered, "you take the medicine and fry it immediately without any delay."

The maid nodded in fear and left with the medicine.

I helped Qiqige lie down, and then asked the maid to take the water from the deep well, wet it with a cloth and put it on Qiqige's forehead, so that her heat would fade faster.

After tucking her in, I whispered, "go to sleep. When you wake up, drink the medicine, and everything will be fine. I'll bring you what you want in the morning."

She nodded, gently closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep.

Looking at her beautiful face reminds me of yunqi'er again. They are both good at getting rid of dust, but turdan is indifferent to yunqi'er? Obviously, he asked Yun Qi'er to change his life, but Qi Qi woke up, but he didn't give her his love. That man is even more puzzling to me.

I shook my head and didn't let myself think about Batu. I'm still worried about Batu. I'll talk to turdan about the upcoming war. I want to persuade him to stop the war first.

Looking back, he ordered the ladies to change the cloth on her forehead in time, and drink herbs in time.

When I came out again, the night was deep, and Yan'er was waiting for me with her horse and her head down. The little girl seemed to be thinking about something.

I quietly walked behind her and covered her eyes as soon as I reached out. Yan'er was startled. It seems that she was really focused on her mind, "who is so naughty."

I lowered my voice and giggled, "guess who I am?"

"Well, let me guess." she pretended not to know who I was, as if she were really guessing.

I smiled. In fact, who dares to joke with her like this, "guess?"

"It's Garang."

"No."

"That's Gula."

"Neither."

"That's Miss Yun." the third one she was determined to guess was me.

I smiled. "You'll be happy. Let's go. Don't let the sweat wait."

"Yes." Yan'er took the reins of the horse into my hands.

"Where is he?" when I got on the horse, I thought whether he was in my yurt or in his yurt.

"At Miss Yun's," he whispered.

After listening to it, I felt bad secretly. The trance scenes of last night hit my heart again. What is more clear is my dream. The man in my dream must be him rather than Qingyang. How can Balu thorn see Qingyang's shadow. If I saw turdan in my yurt again, I would be embarrassed beyond words.

But do I have a choice?