Lin Qingbai just watched Xi An walk towards him step by step.

His heart also beat and contracted following the young man's bright face, like the end of winter and the end of spring.

Until Xi An walked in front of him, Lin Qingbai turned around and walked into the courtyard without saying a word.

"Master!"

Xi An froze for a moment, quickly caught up with Lin Qingbai, and asked, "Master, why are you ignoring me?"

Lin Qingbai did not speak.

Xi An tugged at Lin Qingbai's sleeve, and asked again: "What's wrong, Master?"

Lin Qingbai gave him a cold look and said, "Didn't you say you can't come today?"

"I was thinking about Master's coming to the temple, so I rushed to finish my class." After speaking, Xi An asked again with a smile: "Is Master waiting for me just now?"

"I haven't waited for you." Lin Qingbai replied indifferently, and walked into the yard as usual with elegant clothes: "I just saw that the flowers in the yard are blooming well, so I'll go to enjoy the flowers."

Xi An raised his eyes to look at the scenery in the courtyard, it snowed heavily last night, the courtyard was bare, except for the snow, where did the flowers come from?

Xi An smiled, stepped forward quickly to block Lin Qingbai, and asked, "Master, it's windy outside, are you cold?"

Before Lin Qingbai could answer, Xi An held Lin Qingbai's hand and tested the warmth of Lin Qingbai's hand.

Lin Qingbai's hands were as cold as ice, and Xi An's smiling face immediately sank, and he asked the maid behind him: "Hongyue, it's cold today, why don't you prepare a hand stove for the prince?"

Aunt Lian has been ill for the past few days, and Hongyue is the new maid who takes care of Lin Qingbai.

Lin Qingbai's health is not good, and his needs for serving are more delicate than others.

Lin Qingbai always didn't like to bother others, but Hongyue didn't know about it, and he didn't mention it, so he forgot to prepare it.

Looking at Xi An's cold face, the little servant girl faltered in panic for a moment.

In the past few years, Xi'an has grown from the height of Lin Qingbai's waist to that of Lin Qingbai.

I don't know if it's because of martial arts training, but Xi'an's actions have become more straightforward.

Compared with Lin Qingbai, the servants in the current mansion are more afraid of Xi'an by three points.

In the end, it was Lin Qingbai who rescued the little maid in a slow voice: "I came out in a hurry, don't blame her."

Only then did Xi An retract his gaze, and when he turned his head to face Lin Qingbai again, most of the coldness on his face disappeared, he rubbed Lin Qingbai's hands with his hands, and said in a low voice: "It's cold outside,Master is afraid of the cold, don't stand for so long next time."

Lin Qingbai looked at Xi An's worried look, and for some reason, all the depression in his heart just now dissipated.

He lowered his eyes and asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"I haven't used it, where is Master?"

"Together."

Opening the door of the room, a blast of heating came.

Xi An supported Lin Qingbai to sit in front of the desk, and then he started to work again.

Xi An first put the charcoal cake into the gold silk hand stove, handed it to Lin Qingbai to hold it, and then put a pillow behind Lin Qingbai's waist.

Lin Qingbai let Xi An toss about, but he couldn't help feeling sad about the gap between him and Xi An.

It was also cold in the sky, Xi'an practiced martial arts for a day, and then rode back in the cold wind, but his hands and feet were still warm and full of energy.

And he just stood in the cold wind for a quarter of an hour, his hands and feet were cold, his body was weak, and he had to be waited on.

Finally, Xi An poured a pot of hot tea and handed it to Lin Qingbai.

Lin Qingbai frowned looking at the light brown tea, and asked, "What kind of tea is this?"

"This is the brown sugar ginger tea I brought. It's stomach-warming. I thought that Master must be uncomfortable in the carriage today, so I prepared some stomach-warming tea. Master, please try it."

Lin Qingbai took the teacup and remained silent.

After so many years, Xi An knows his body very well, even better than Aunt Lian who has served Lin Qingbai for half her life.

Maybe Xi An is too caring, or maybe he is coquettish, even if Lin Qingbai is awkward and trying to save face, he has to admit that these days when Xi An is not in the mansion, he really didn't live that well.

Miss him so much...

Lin Qingbai lowered his eyes, hiding all his emotions in his eyes, and gently sipped his tea.

Sitting across the table, Xi An looked at the table full of his favorite dishes, and said with bright eyes: "Master still remembers that today is my birthday, and all the dishes prepared are my favorite dishes. Thank you, Master."

"Just doing it casually."

Xi An smiled, not caring about Lin Qingbai's stubbornness, picked up the chopsticks and served Lin Qingbai with vegetables.

During the meal, Xi An's eyes were like torches, and he kept looking at Lin Qingbai. Lin Qingbai put down his chopsticks and asked him, "What are you looking at me for?"

Xi An smiled and said, "Master, today is my birthday."

"kindness."

"Has Master prepared a gift for me?"

Last year, Lin Qingbai prepared a pair of boots for Xi An, and the year before last, he personally cooked meals for him. No matter how ordinary a gift it was, Xi An was always happy when he received a surprise.

Lin Qingbai looked at Xi An's shining eyes, bought a barrier, and said, "I'll give it to you after dinner."

After speaking, Lin Qingbai lowered his eyes and continued to eat without speaking.

Xi An ate two mouthfuls, and asked impatiently: "Master, what gift is it?"

"Have a meal."

After Lin Qingbai said this, Xi An could only bury his head unwillingly to eat.

Looking at Xi An's appearance, Lin Qingbai smiled in his eyes, and said two words silently in his heart.

Child.

Not long after the meal, a woman's scream suddenly came from the woods.

"ah"

The scream was sharp, and there was a strong crying voice, which sounded very miserable.

Xi An sat up straight at once, his gaze sank.

Lin Qingbai's chopsticks paused for a while, and he called out, "An'er."

"Yes, Master."

Xi An immediately stood up, picked up the saber on the wall, and strode out of the gate.

Xi An took a few guards and rushed to the back mountain

It was already dusk and the light in the woods was very dark.

Following the sound, they saw four or five tall and strong men in the depths of the woods, surrounding a woman.

The woman's mouth was covered, lying in the snow, revealing only a pair of red teary eyes that were about to drip blood, even though she was held down by several men, she was still struggling, like a rabbit about to be hanged,Desperately flapping his feet.

"Damn it, this stinky girl is quite strong, she bit my shoulder to the point of bleeding." A tall man scolded.

"That's because she doesn't know what's good and what's wrong, and she hasn't seen how powerful Big Brother is. When Big Brother rides on her, he will clean up her obediently." The skinny man next to him said flatteringly.

Which man can stand such a boast.

The tall man at the head was happy, raised his hand and began to untie his belt, shouting loudly as he undid it: "A bunch of trash, they can't even control a woman, get the fuck out of here!"

The other people immediately let go of the woman's hand, and the woman shrank back and shivered in the corner, crying and panting, and said: "I beg you, please..."

Her crying not only didn't make the men let him go, but made them red-eyed and rushed towards her even more excitedly.

"Ah—" the woman hugged her head and screamed.

At this moment, a burst of heat sprayed onto the back of her hand with a puff, followed by a long silence.

The woman opened her eyes tremblingly, and took off her hand little by little. She stared blankly at the bright red blood on the back of her hand, unable to react for a while.

"Brother!"

"Boss!"

The cry brought the woman back to her senses, and she raised her head little by little, staring blankly at what happened in front of her eyes.

Xi'an was dressed in a black cloak, his back was thin, and the wrist holding the sword was clearly boned, and the blade of the sword had already pierced the tall bandit's throat mercilessly.

The bandit stood there, his eyes wide open, and his eyes were full of horror.

Everything happened so fast, he didn't even have time to feel the pain, he saw a black shadow passing by, stabbed in the neck

Entered a sharp sword.

He was still panting desperately with his throat up and down, and there was a humming sound in his throat, but the blood spurted straight out and splashed onto Xi'an's body.

Xi An clicked his tongue, feeling very disgusted, raised his hand and pulled the sword back.

The bandit's huge body fell to the ground with a bang.

Dust was everywhere, his eyes were wide open, the veins in his eyeballs were bulging, and he looked like he was dying. The blood flowed down the hole in his throat like a spring, and soon dyed the large snow field red.

The rest of the bandits were startled. They had killed countless people, but they had never seen such a ruthless attack.

Seeing this posture, several people turned around and wanted to run.

In the jungle, another guard surrounded them, holding a sword and trapping several people in the middle.

Seeing that there was no way out, the bandits immediately knelt down and begged with their hands together: "The good man spares his life, the good man spares his life."

"We are also forced!" The skinny man pointed to the dead bandit, and explained anxiously: "We were all forced by him! We were all forced by him, hero, spare your life! We will not dare in the future!"

Seeing the tearful repentance of these people, the leading guard looked at Xi An hesitantly and asked: "Master, why don't we take these people back to the prince for interrogation?"

Xi An stood in the shadow under the tree, the light on his face was half-blinded, making it difficult for people to see his face clearly, his voice was cold, and he only said two words: "Kill."

Hearing what Xi An said, the bandit froze, and immediately crawled up to the head of the guards, begging for mercy non-stop.

"Please, spare our lives!"

"We were also forced!"

Looking at the people kneeling on the ground crying, the leader of the guards disagreed with Xi An's way of dealing with it, and discussed with Xi An: "Young master, if it is true as they said, if you were persecuted, then the crime is not death, and you should take him first."Go back and have a trial."

"...."

"If the prince finds out, he will definitely blame him." The leader moved Lin Qingbai out, trying to make Xi An calm down.

There was blood in Xi An's eyes, he didn't want to say any more nonsense, only to see his hand holding the sword tightened, he raised his hand in two steps and stabbed a bandit to death from behind, turned around, and chopped off with his backhand again and again.another person's head.

In the end, he took the bloody sword and stomped the thin man on the ground from behind.

No one had time to react. The two people who were killed turned into detached corpses without even blinking their eyes.

The thin man didn't know how to move when he stepped on him, his face stuck to the ground, he was stunned, his eyes widened and he faced a bloody head.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The thin man screamed with a hiss of collapse, his body was like a fish whose head was about to be chopped off, thumping desperately.

"I was wrong! I was wrong! Please forgive me! Please forgive me!"

"I was wrong!!"

"I said I said, I said everything!"

"It's really noisy..." Xi An frowned impatiently. He lowered his head, slowly put the sword on the ground, and inserted it into the thin man's wide-open mouth.Cut off the thin man's tongue.

"Well!!!"

The skinny man scratched the ground with his painful hands, his mouth was full of blood, the nails of his ten fingers were turned out, and the bones of his fingers were worn out. There was a groaning sound from his throat, and a large piece of his pants were instantly wet., an unpleasant smell of urine.

The cruelty of Xi An's methods made the surrounding guards dumbfounded, they stood there blankly, looking at the flesh and blood all over the ground with a pale face like a log.

Xi An raised his head slowly, he looked at the stunned look of the leader of the guards who couldn't close his mouth, tilted his head, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Boss Jiang, I accidentally cut off his tongue, so you seem likeWe can't take him back for interrogation."

Chief Jiang was panting heavily in his chest, his fingers clenched the sword in his hand, and he unconsciously took two steps back.

He looked at Xi'an's pure lake-like eyes, but felt as if he was in the middle of winter, which sent chills down his spine.

Xi An asked softly again: "Boss Jiang, people can no longer say

It's useless to keep it, how should deal with it?"

The leader's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and he responded in a breathless voice: "...Kill him."

Xi An was very satisfied, he clenched the blood-stained sword tightly in his hand, raised the hilt to Chief Jiang's eyes, and said with a deeper smile: "Do it."

Chief Jiang took another two steps back, Xi An raised his eyebrows, his gaze sharpened, and asked, "Could Chief Jiang be unwilling?"

Leader Jiang looked at Xi An's gaze, feeling extremely terrified in his heart.

He had a hunch that if he didn't kill this person today, he would be the next person to die under Xi'an's sword.

madman......

Leader Jiang took a deep breath, took the sword with a trembling hand, closed his eyes and stabbed the sword in his hand.

That sword just pierced the thin man's heart, the thin man convulsed twice, lying on the ground without moving.

Xi An raised his eyebrows, slowly moved his feet away from the skinny man's body, straightened the folds of Chief Jiang's robe, and said in a low voice: "Now you and I are accomplices, we are notSay, how about Chief Jiang?"

Leader Jiang nodded tremblingly, and said, "...Yes, young master."

At this time, there was a small sobbing sound from behind, and Xi An remembered that there was another woman.

The woman had already been frightened out of her wits by this series of events, she hugged her legs with both hands and desperately shrunk in the corner, looking at Xi An with horrified eyes.

Xi An's pupils darkened, he drooped his eyes and thought for a while, the sword in his hand tightened and tightened, and finally he walked up to the woman and squatted down.

The woman was frightened and immediately shrank into the corner.

Xi An wiped the blood from his face and said, "Don't be afraid, we are here to save you."

The woman's eyes were fixed on Xi'an's face, but she didn't speak.

Xi An is very good-looking, especially when he smiles, his eyebrows and eyes are curved, and there is a small dimple at the corner of his mouth, as if he is two people with the murderer who cut his tongue just now.

And what surprised the woman the most was that when she saw Xi An's face clearly, she realized that he was so young, and there was still a childish look between his handsome eyebrows and eyes.

Xi An asked: "Would you like to go with me to the monastery to heal your wounds?"

The woman lowered her eyes, pursed her mouth, stared at Xi An's eyes for a while, and nodded with a slightly red face.

Xi An smiled even more prettily, stretched out his hand towards her, and said, "Then follow me."