Qu Nan looked at Hua Qingran suspiciously, and then looked at Hu Yan, and always felt that there was something strange between the two. It suddenly occurred to him that Hua Qingran first came to Liuhe County to kill the priestess. What is the relationship between Hu Yan and Hua Qingzhi? Suddenly, he thought of the wound on Hu Yan's abdomen when he first saw her. Just now, the place where Hu Yan was covering is exactly there! Could it be that Hua Qingran is the one who stabbed Hu Yan?! No, no, it must not be. In terms of Hu Yan's retributive character, if it was really Huaqing who injured her, how could she have allowed him to live until now? So, who is the person who hurt Hu Yan?!

Hu Yan took the flour and swore an oath: "Si Shao said that if you want to eat the noodles I made with my own hands, then you must make noodles." I have never been a man of my word. Turning his head to look at Bai Ziqi, "You can find a way to teach me how to make noodles." ”

Bai Ziqi glanced at the thin noodles and said, "Roll the noodles with oil, and then ...... Just take a look. "There are some things that can only be done to the best of God's destiny.

Hu Yan got the order and began to get busy.

Hua Qingran stood quietly, watching Hu Yan busy with his work, and a faint smile was hooked at the corner of his lips. Sister? Ah Yan? For some reason, he wanted to call her sister more and more. Only when he calls her sister will she have the feeling of a glance with herself—love and hate. Obviously he wants to kill the other party, but he forces himself to be magnanimous and learn to forgive. Time is a good teacher, but unfortunately, he is not a good student. Hua Qingran lowered her eyes slightly, thinking of another woman. The woman was at the age of budding, and she once hugged his head with a pair of warm little hands, and called his brother softly and glutinously.

Under Bai Ziqi's guidance, Hu Yan was so busy that his forehead was sweating, and he stared at the thin face, as if he had met an enemy.

Bai Ziqi felt funny and said, "Don't be so nervous. ”

Hu Yan denied: "I'm not nervous, I'm nervous." ”

Bai Ziqi said simply: "No matter what kind of noodles this side is made, it is the entrance." Even if it is raw noodles, it can be eaten. ”

Hu Yan finally put his mind at ease, relieved his muscles, and said, "That's the same thing." ”

Qu Nanyi was most unaccustomed to seeing Bai Ziqi enter the house and seize his position, so he leaned over to the other side of Hu Yan, next to her, and said: "Ah Yan just do it, I am also hungry, if I am lucky enough to taste the noodles made by Ah Yan himself, I will be very happy." ”

Hu Yan smiled loudly and said majestically: "This request meets you!" ”

Qu Nan hooked his lips and smiled, looked at Bai Ziqi, and said, "There is something that I have been puzzled about, and I ask Bai Maocai to help the official smooth out his thoughts." ”

Bai Ziqi turned his head to look at Qu Nanyi: "Don't dare." If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly. ”

Qu Nanyi stretched out his hand and smoothed Hu Yan's messy hair, and then said with a smile: "How does Bai Mao know that Ah Yan is in Lao Dao?" This official saw that there were a lot of herbs in Lao Dao, and he didn't know where to buy them, but they had something to do with Bai Mao? ”

Bai Ziqi said: "Presumably the adults know that Ziqi is the owner of the 'Jixintang'. The adults came to the 'Jixin Hall' to seek medical advice with the flower girl in their arms, although they didn't say a word or two, but the two of you were contaminated with the special smell emitted by refining the elixir. Coincidentally, the old-fashioned medicinal herbs are all in the 'Jixintang'*. After thinking about it for a while, Ziqi knew that something had happened to Lao Dao.

"Master Qu once promised his relatives to lend Ah Yan to me as a guard. Ziqi ran to the county government early in the morning to ask for someone, but when he saw that the gate of the county government was tightened, he guessed that something was wrong.

"The two things are in one place, and after a little speculation, the relatives rushed to the house where Lao Dao lived, took away the seriously injured Ah Yan, and recuperated for him." Every time Bai Ziqi said the word "hug", he intentionally or unintentionally accentuated his tone.

When Qu Nan heard that Hu Yan was seriously injured, he was immediately stunned. Although he knew that Hu Yan had vomited a mouthful of blood, he didn't know how badly she was injured. Moreover, Hu Yan faked faintness and tempted him to kiss her, a toss, and it looked really alive. At that time, except for her body being a little cold, she couldn't have been better.

At first glance, when he heard Bai Ziqi say that Hu Yan was seriously injured, Qu Nanyi didn't believe it. But for some reason, looking at Hu Yan's calm side face, he felt a faint pain in his heart, and he directly believed it.

Such a proud woman, even if she is sick and in pain, how can she show her weakness and make people pity?

Qu Nan felt a pain in his heart, reached out and grabbed Hu Yan's little hand, and called in a low voice: "Ah Yan......"

Hu Yan had been listening to the conversation between the two, and he also knew what Qu Nan was thinking at the moment, so he smiled and said, "It's okay, just take care of it for a while." "Perhaps, it will be back to business as usual soon.

Qu Nan grabbed Hu Yan's hand and stared at her eyes, trying to find a trace of annoyance in it. Unfortunately, no. Qu Nanyi's mood was a little complicated. I hope that Hu Yan will be angry, but also hope that she can understand what he did at that time. After all, he did leave her behind and hugged Hua Ruyan to seek medical advice. He said, let her wait for him. But what she was waiting for in the end was Bai Ziqi. At this time, if it is placed on an ordinary woman, I am afraid that my heart will be cold for a long time. Or was her heart never warmed by herself? Qu Nanyi didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Hu Yan is so smart, he is simply an old man. She saw that Qu Nanyi insisted on an answer, so she said: "Qu Nanyi, I'm not angry, I don't want to get along with myself." Second, what you do for me, I will not be unreasonable. Third, you know that I have something on my mind, don't ...... it again."

Qu Nan listened to the first two reasons, and his heart was full of joy, which can be described as fluttering. But when he heard Hu Yan's third reason, his face suddenly changed, and he interrupted: "Okay, if you don't make your noodles again, the water will boil dry." It doesn't matter if the water is dry, it will take an hour. ”

Hu Yan shut up and began to scramble.

Qu Nan turned around and walked away, leaning against the door, occupying half of the door frame with Hua Qingran. He looked down and pinched his fingers to twist the grease away. No more how? Scold...... Self-inflicted? What's so good about Feng Yunqi that it's worth treating him wholeheartedly? Ah Yan, do you know that whoever you have in your heart wants that person to die. Hu Yan is a green waist, but a green waist is not A Yan. His commitment to the green waist has not changed. Feng Yunqi can only go underground to accompany the green waist and be a pair of ghost mandarin ducks. Qu Nanyi raised his head, looked at Hu Yan, and hooked the corners of his lips shallowly: As for you Hu Yan, you can only accompany me Qu Nanyi, life and death depend on each other!

In fact, Qu Nanyi still didn't understand that Hu Yan was not dead set on Feng Yunqi, but cared about his body and did not allow any damage. Even if you hurt yourself, you must protect the integrity of that body. Qu Nanyi's real rival in love has not appeared in his sight so far.

The grease in Qu Nan's hand displeased him. He raised his hand and patted Hua Qingzhan on the shoulder, rubbing the grease off his hand.

Hua Qingran's body stiffened, and a low groan came out of her throat.

Qu Nan's eyes flashed, and he was about to raise his hand to pat Hua Qingzhi's shoulder.

Hua Qingran suddenly stretched out her hand and blocked Qu Nanyi's claws.

Qu Nanyi withdrew his hand and asked, "Injured?" ”

Hua Qingran muttered as if talking to herself, "It hurts a little." "It looked like a pure and immaculate child, just talking about pain. It's not to be pitiful, and it's not to attract attention. However, the appearance of licking his wounds is distressing.