Chapter 526 Bed

Countless flying white spots drifted over the corner eaves on the courtyard gate and slowly fell to the ground. The inscription lights on both sides of the road emitted a faint fluorescence that illuminated the girl's black eyes.

Some sluggish, some confused, and even a little overloaded.

The white snow fell into the gap between the neck and brought a cool breeze. Ran Qingmo just came back to his senses. He blinked his beautiful eyes and just wanted to ask, but he saw that the middle-aged man standing at the entrance of the courtyard gate had already given up half of his body.

Glancing at the girl of the Sword Sect outside the door, Xu Yinhe asked in a calm voice:

"It's cold outside, don't you want to come in?"

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Ran Qingmo's dark pupils were hesitant.

Xu Yuan said that, he must have his own reasons.

Thinking of disappointment in his heart, Ran Qingmo pursed his lips lightly, lowered his eyes and whispered:

"Uncle, Xu Yuan... So, he probably doesn't want to see me now"

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The words fell, and there was no sound.

Ran Qingmo did not wait for Xu Yinhe's reply. When she raised her eyes, she saw that the gate in front of her was empty. The middle-aged man in the black dragon robe had left at some point, leaving only the half-open door in the falling snow.

As the night deepened, the inscription lamp in the prime minister's residence had become dim. The dim light reflected in the gate vaguely illuminated a row of footprints on the snow.

Staring at the footprints for a few breaths, Ran Qingmo's clear eyes flashed with a hint of thought.

Brother Xu Yuan has a profound cultivation, and he walks on water as if it were flat ground. Even if he walks, he should not leave boot prints on the snow.

Xu Xinyao is a woman, and the wide boot prints in front of her are not like those of a woman at all.

So, this is left by Xu Yuan?

Thinking of this, Ran Qingmo lowered his head, with a little loss in his eyes.

It turned out that the sound of footsteps in the snow she heard at the door just now was Xu Yuan.

For a moment, the door of the inner courtyard was so quiet that you could hear the falling snow. The girl in black clothes stood there quietly, staring at the two rows of footprints extending into the depths of the inner courtyard without saying a word.

In this snowy night that seemed like death, a thin layer of white frost gradually accumulated on her shoulders, and the clearly visible footprints were also buried by the new falling snow.

After an unknown period of time, a cold and indifferent voice suddenly sounded in her ears, very abrupt, and the source of the sound could not be found.

"If you don't want to go in, close the door quickly and leave."

As soon as the voice fell, Ran Qingmo's heart tightened, but before she spoke, she felt a gentle force pushing her back from behind.

The cultivation level of the person behind her was very high.

The attacking force made her have no defense ability, and her slender and graceful body was casually pushed into the dark inner courtyard.

After staggering for two steps and just stabilizing her body, the voice sounded again:

"Since you choose to come in, then go and take a look. Changtian's room is in the second to last courtyard."

Ran Qingmo said quickly:

"I don't have it"

"Bang."

The inner courtyard door was closed from the outside.

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After a moment of silence, Ran Qingmo looked around a little uneasy.

This was her first time to enter the inner courtyard of the Xiangfu, and it didn't look special, but the master told her that the inner courtyard of the Xiangfu was not allowed to enter by outsiders, so no matter what, she must not go in, otherwise her life might be in danger.

But she was pushed in this time, and Xu Yuan's father also asked her, so it shouldn't count

Thinking of this, Ran Qingmo's mood was slightly settled. He glanced at the depths of the alley, muttered "Excuse me", and then walked slowly in the direction of the footprints in the snow.

It was a moonless snowy night. Without the illumination of the inscription lamp outside, the road in the inner courtyard seemed very dim. However, with Ran Qingmo's cultivation, he could see things. The creaking sound of stepping on the snow kept coming into his ears. He stopped his steps with a little hesitation until he saw a half-closed courtyard door.

This should be Xu Yuan's courtyard.

I don't know whether this courtyard door was intentional or forgotten to be closed, but it was still wide open, allowing Ran Qingmo to have a panoramic view of the scenery in the courtyard.

Pavilions, small ponds, and rockery are all. Compared with the various elegant and noble or magnificent buildings in the outer courtyard of the Xiangfu, the other courtyards in the inner courtyard seem a little too simple.

However, Ran Qingmo only glanced at these courtyard scenes. His black and bright eyes searched for the familiar figure in his mind in the courtyard, but unfortunately, Xu Yuan was not in the courtyard.

So, the girl's quiet eyes fell on the closed door with a bit of timidity, and her palms under her sleeves clenched slightly, with an inexplicable sense of nervousness.

After a while, Ran Qingmo seemed to have made some kind of decision, and still stepped over the entrance and walked slowly towards the courtyard.

"Crack."

"Crack."

"Crack."

After taking a few steps, Ran Qingmo's small nose moved slightly, and she smelled the smell of wine in the cold air in the courtyard.

It was very light, very faint, but it seemed to permeate every corner.

Ran Qingmo subconsciously wanted to use his mind to investigate the source of the smell of wine, but realized that both the master and Xu Yuan had said that this was impolite.

Concentrate your thoughts, step, and step down.

But this time, the creaking sound of stepping on the snow did not come, but instead a seemingly unintentional murmur:

"Hmm"

The sound was very light, but it was clearly audible in the quiet snowy night.

This familiar voice made Ran Qingmo's beautiful eyes open wide immediately. She quickly retracted her foot and looked down, only to see a corner of a gorgeous dress exposed where she had just stepped.

After pondering for a moment, Ran Qingmo leaned down and squatted next to the gorgeous dress, stretched out a slender jade finger and poked it.

A warm feeling came from my fingertips.

The clothes underneath seemed to feel a little itchy, and the body that was originally lying flat turned over, and the snow covering his surface suddenly rolled down to both sides.

And this action also allowed the girl crouching aside to see his appearance clearly. She blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at his sleeping face. Ran Qingmo reached out and poked his cheek again.

no response.

Poke again.

Still no response.

He seemed to be sleeping peacefully.

A smile unconsciously appeared on the corners of his lightly pursed lips. Ran Qingmo turned his head and looked around. His eyes stayed on the open courtyard door for a moment, and he nodded silently.

Xu Yuan was drunk.

Just slept here.

Then Xu Yuan's father wanted her to send him back to his room.

Logical closed loop.

As soon as he thought of it, Ran Qingmo stretched out his palm and took Xu Yuan's arm to help him up from the cold snow.

He was as heavy as a dead pig, but Ran Qingmo was a great master. He lifted him up from the ground with a slight smile on his red lips, and carried him towards the side room.

The falling snow in the folds of the gorgeous clothes fell loudly, and this movement gradually woke someone up from his drunken sleep.

"Well"

A soft murmur sounded, and Xu Yuan slowly opened his slightly confused eyes. What he saw was a piece of snow and the door that was getting closer and closer.

The downed brain was silent for a moment.

Oh, he seemed to have slipped when he entered the courtyard gate just now.

Then there is no more.

Someone should have discovered him now and was sending him back to his room.

Is it Xu Changge?

Xu Yuan lowered his eyes and thought subconsciously.

But the remaining consciousness and the touch on his hands told him that the person holding him now was probably not a man.

"Is it Xinyao?"

Muttering subconsciously, Xu Yuan shook his head again and murmured to himself:

"Xin Yao is even more drunk than me when she sleeps. Oh~ Hey, sister, why did you come into the inner courtyard?"

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Hearing the muffled voice coming from his ears, Ran Qingmo pursed his lips and did not reply. He silently carried him towards the side room step by step, leaving two scratches on the snow with his completely suspended legs.

"I, I, am so disgusted. Now, I will never drink again."

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"Sister, can you help me relieve my alcoholism with some medicine?"

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"Why do I feel like there is a sword dangling in front of me now?"

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"Sister, why don't you speak?"

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Ran Qingmo kept his head down and said nothing, silently listening to the murmurings in his mouth beside him, the look in his eyes was a little downcast.

The two of them arrived at the door of the wing. Ran Qingmo used Yuan Qi to push the door open. He was about to help Xu Yuan in, but suddenly he felt that the arm on his shoulders was a little lighter.

I was wondering and wanted to turn my head to take a look,

"Bah."

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The falling snow makes a sound, and you can hear your heartbeat.

Ran Qingmo's beautiful eyes widened instantly, but then she bit her lips hard, her eyes staring at him with anger and resentment.

He...probably thought of her as the big-breasted sister from last time.

After taking a sip on her fair and flawless side face, Xu Yuan fell directly and weakly towards the ground.

Seeing this, Ran Qingmo quickly reached out and pulled his body, which was like a puddle of mud. He endured the grievance in his heart and drove him to the bed. After thinking for a while, he covered him with a quilt.

Xu Yuan said that people with low cultivation level are not cold.

After doing this, Ran Qingmo stood by the bed and looked at his face quietly, hesitating whether to leave.

And at this time,

Ran Qingmo suddenly found him on the bed and tried hard to open his eyes.

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Looking at each other for a moment,

With a hint of smile in his drunken eyes, Xu Yuan looked at the girl and said softly:

"Ran Qingmo, I finally dreamed of you"

Then,

Xu Yuan suddenly reached out and held her.

Before Ran Qingmo's quiet eyes could react, she felt a strong force coming from her hand that was being held, and she was pulled to the bed.

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Ran Qingmo blinked and looked at his face, which was so close at hand, and tried hard to endure his body's subconscious attempt to fight back.

The master said,

If someone wants to sleep with her before the wedding, they can just chop them up with the ink sword.

However, the teacher's wife said that in this case, just a beating would be enough.

This is what the master and mistress taught her, but now she is in Xu Yuan's room

The beating of the heart gradually accelerated, Ran Qingmo's beautiful eyes blinked, his delicate body was completely tense, and the technique began to operate on the meridians.

but,

After saying those words, everything in the room fell silent.

After waiting for a long time, Ran Qingmo moved tentatively, trying to get up.

But as soon as she made a move, Xu Yuan subconsciously hugged her hard.

Very hard, as if afraid that she would run away.

Ran Qingmo pursed her lips and wanted to try to pull his big hand away, but Xu Yuan's hand holding her lower abdomen moved up a little.

Seeing this, Ran Qingmo's body tensed up and he didn't dare to move anymore, letting the drunken man hold her like this.

After feeling the soft warmth of the girl's skin through his clothes, Xu Yuan did not dare to move any further.

He sobered up.

Under spiritual vision,

The Qi energy and the coldness of the Dao that emanated from the girl's body had locked him firmly.

Oh no, the huge block of ice in his arms was actually real.