In the evening, after taking a bath, Xi'an rushed to knock on Lin Qingbai's door, even his hair was wet.

Lin Qingbai pushed open the door, her black hair was scattered on her shoulders, and she looked at him expressionlessly.

"Master, I have already bathed, and I have no blood in my body." Xi An said with a smile while patting on the side of the door.

"kindness."

Seeing that Lin Qingbai didn't respond, Xi An continued: "Master, my birthday is almost over."

Lin Qingbai thanked him again.

He naturally understood what Xi An meant, but he was thinking about the birthday gift that Lin Qingbai promised him during dinner.

I can't hold my breath.

Lin Qingbai turned around and walked to the table, took out the flowers in the vase, handed them to Xi An and said, "Birthday gift."

It was a bunch of plum blossoms blooming in the temple courtyard, newly picked by people at noon, the flowers were in full bloom and lightly fragrant.

Very common, can be picked everywhere.

Xi An took the plum blossoms, but he was not dissatisfied because of the ordinary gift, but looked at it seriously before his eyes, and said with a smile: "Master, this bunch of plum blossoms is really beautiful, I like it very much, and I will send it to you when I go back to my room."Put it on the bed and watch it every day."

Lin Qingbai looked at Xi An's smiling face and asked, "Satisfied with this?"

Xi An was puzzled instead: "Why are you dissatisfied?"

"The courtyard is full of plum blossoms like this, very common."

"But this is a gift from the master, so it is not ordinary."

Xi An's mouth is the best at coaxing Lin Qingbai, and his smiling eyes are shining like cold stars.

Lin Qingbai glanced at him, but didn't speak. He stroked the corner of his clothes, stood up and walked to the cabinet behind him, and took out a long sword from it.

The long sword looked simple and unsophisticated, but when it was unsheathed, its sharpness was exposed, and the edge of the sword burst out with light.

At first glance, it is a rare and good weapon.

"Master..." Xi An looked at the sword with surprise in his eyes: "...Is this sword for me?"

"kindness."

After a long silence, Xi An asked in a low voice: "How did Master find such a good sword?"

Lin Qingbai didn't want to say more about this, but said casually: "If you find it, you will find it."

"Master, I..."

"Happy birthday." Lin Qing caressed the sword with his slender fingertips, and said softly, "As a teacher, I hope you will succeed in your studies and fulfill your wishes in the future."

Xi An raised his eyes to look at Lin Qingbai.

Lin Qingbai was wearing a white thin underwear and a blue and white cloak over his shoulders. His body was reflected in the dim candlelight in the room, and the sparkle in his eyes was so soft and outrageous.

Xi An's voice was dry, and he said in a hoarse voice for a while, "Thank you, Master."

The second day of this worship was over, and Lin Qingbai really contracted a cold from being in the cold wind for a while, and returned to the mansion coughing profusely.

This caused Liang Yaochu to become dissatisfied again.

She took Lin Qingbai's pulse on her hand and complained: "Going to the temple in the cold winter months, it sounds good to pray for blessings, but it sounds bad to me. I thought it was asking for disasters. Now it's all over. I don't just want to take care of you JinguiMy lord, even a servant girl I picked up has to be served by me."

Lin Qingbai leaned against the head of the bed, seemingly not hearing Liang Yaochu's cynicism.

"Doctor Liang, how is my master?" Xi An asked anxiously.

Liang Yaochu raised her hand and held a twig brush to write a prescription for Lin Qingbai, without raising her head, she said: "It's a common cold, it's not serious, I'll go grab some medicine later, and it will be cured in about a week."

Xi An breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, but then he heard Liang Yaochu say: "However, I suggest that you don't come here to cling to him all the time these days, the wind and cold are very contagious, don't wait until your master recovers, and you don't want to be here again."Sick, never ending."

Xi An frowned and said, "If I don't come to take care of you, what will my master do?"

"There are servants here." Liang Yaochu looked at him like a fool, pushed her head back and said: "Aren't all the servants in the palace serving the prince, why do you like doing things like a little maid every day?"Some servant work..."

When Xi An was told by Liang Yaochu, his eyebrows lowered and he wanted to refute.

At this time, Lin Qingbai raised his hand and held Xi Xi down.

An's hand blocked his voice and said: "An'er, you still have to go to the mountains to practice martial arts these days, so don't come to visit."

Xi An didn't respond.

Lin Qingbai patted his hand again, and said in a gentle voice: "There is nothing wrong with the teacher, so don't worry."

Lin Qingbai is always so indifferent to everything.

Whenever he was sick, no matter how uncomfortable he was, the most he said to Xi An was nothing, nothing, and no need to worry.

Xi An lowered his eyes and said in a calm voice, "Yes, Master."

After Lin Qingbai fell ill, he rested alone in his room for several days.

Xi An also respectfully obeyed Lin Qingbai's order, and did not step into Lin Qingbai's bedroom again.

It's just that every day, next to Lin Qingbai's medicinal soup, there will be a plate of deep red dried raspberries.

Aunt Lian put the medicine in her hand on the table, smiled and said to Lin Qingbai: "My lord, I have seen many people when I am old, but I have never seen anyone who is rightMy own master can be so caring."

Lin Qingbai picked up the soup bowl with lowered eyes, and gently blew the dark brown soup medicine, without saying a word.

Aunt Lian stood aside and continued: "My lord, you don't need to blow it up. The temperature of this soup must be just right. Master Xi'an started decocting the medicine for you early in the morning, and kept the soup at the right temperature.That’s why I asked me to bring in the soup and medicine.”

Lin Qingbai's eyelashes trembled, he looked at the decoction without speaking, and raised his hand to drink the decoction in his hand.

The soup was astringent, and the bitter Lin Qingbai frowned.

Aunt Lian bowed to put away the plate, couldn't help smiling and said, "It's rare to see the prince drink the medicine so simply, wouldn't the prince try a dried raspberry?"

Lin Qingbai raised his eyelids, glanced at Aunt Lian calmly and said, "Is there anything to taste?"

Aunt Lian's smile deepened, she turned around and retreated.

When only Lin Qingbai was left in the hall, Lin Qingbai lowered his eyelashes and picked up a piece of preserved raspberry.

The raspberries are bright red in color, and they are pinched by Lin Qingbai's white fingertips.

Like red in the snow, like silk wrapped around charming.

Lin Qingbai put the preserved fruit into his mouth and sucked it, and after a while, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

A little sour.

A few days later, it was the day when Xi'an went up to the mountain to practice martial arts.

Lin Qingbai's medicine became Liangyao Chujian again.

Today's Lin Qingbai only needs to look at the decoction to tell who made the decoction.

If the soup is hot when served, it is fried by Liangyao Chu.

And if the decoction is served, the temperature is moderate, and you can drink it immediately without cooling it, it must be Xi'an's decoction.

For three days in a row, the soup was boiling hot.

On the fourth day, the soup was still boiling hot.

Lin Qingbai felt that something was wrong, Xi'an had only three days to practice martial arts this week.

Lin Qingbai was holding the hot soup bowl, although he didn't say anything on the face, but when it was almost noon, he still walked out of the palace room, wanting to visit Xi'an's residence.

When he was about to reach the courtyard where Xi An lived, Lin Qingbai saw a figure walking into Xi An's courtyard from afar.

Lin Qingbai's face turned cold, she stopped abruptly, and asked Hongyue: "Now Yinliu is the maid in Xi'an's room?"

Hongyue is still young, and she doesn't know how to keep a few words in front of Lin Qingbai.

She looked at Yin Liu's appearance, pouted her mouth, and said disdainfully: "Go back to the lord, no one arranged for Yin Liu to go to Master Xi'an's room, it was because the maid who served the young master was sick these days, Yin Liu volunteeredI went there, and I always dress up very nicely..."

These days, the maids in the mansion were more dissatisfied with each other when it came to Yinliu.

After all, who doesn't know that Young Master Xi'an is handsome and handsome, both civil and military, and now at the age of fourteen, he already has a lot of prestige in the capital.

Anyone who can win the love of Master Xi'an is like a pheasant that ascends to the sky and becomes a phoenix overnight.

The truth is this, but Master Xi'an is not easy to get along with.

He does things simply, and his mood is unpredictable. In some things, his means can even

It is considered ruthless.

These years, the more Xi An grows up, the more this is the case.

For example, a few days ago, a maidservant who had served Xi An for many years accidentally broke a glazed teacup given to Xi An by the prince.

There are a lot of tea cups in the mansion, they are not considered precious, and Xi'an seldom drinks tea, the tea cups are left on the table to collect dust, and are rarely used.

Everyone thought that Xi An would laugh at such a small thing like before.

But Xi An had a cold face that day, no matter how the maid pleaded, he still locked the maid in the basement for three full days.

No one knows what happened afterwards.

It is said that on the third day, the young master released the servant girl, and someone saw that servant girl was in a mess, her clothes were covered with filth, and her spirit was not right.

Others said that the maid actually didn't even get out of the basement.

It was rumored in the palace that things were going well, but no one dared to spread this matter to the ears of the prince.

No one knows that Young Master Xi'an is obedient and docile only in front of the prince, if the prince finds out about this, he will touch the young master's back, and his life may be in danger.

So after this incident, very few maids were willing to serve in Xi An's room, and even if they did, they were cautious, for fear that if they made a wrong step, Xi An would be offended.

That is to say, Yinliu is a newcomer who just came here, and without knowing this, she goes to Xi'an's room every day dressed up beautifully.

The name is to repay the savior, but in fact it is nothing more than those dirty calculations.

Unfortunately, Xi An treats Yinliu really well.

Seeing Yinliu coming out of Xi'an's room every day, he was full of smiles, and several times Xi'an even left Yinliu in the room to eat together.

Now Yinliu tilted her head even higher.

As for the other maids, their teeth were broken.

Thinking of this, Hongyue felt a little dissatisfied.

She continued: "Several times, Young Master Xi'an stayed in Yinliu to eat in the room. Today's breakfast is with Young Master..."

Having said this, Lin Qingbai turned his head and looked at her coldly.

Hongyue looked at Lin Qingbai's icy-cold eyes, she trembled, and immediately realized that she had said something wrong: "Your Majesty, forgive me."

Lin Qingbai tightened her hands inside her wide sleeves, and asked, "An'er already returned home this morning?"

"...Go back to the prince, I came back last night."

Lin Qingbai understood now.

If Yinliu and Xi'an had breakfast together, it would make sense why Xi'an didn't decoct medicine in the morning.

It's not a big deal either.

After all, such trivial things as decocting medicine should be done by the servants in the mansion. What Xi An should do is above the court, and he should not circle around the medicine stove.

Xi An has grown up, and it is normal for some men and women to have feelings for each other.

It's normal.

Lin Qingbai thought of this, but felt that his heart was unbearable, he turned around and walked back without saying a word.

"My lord."

Hongyue was puzzled, and hurriedly followed behind Lin Qingbai: "My lord, shall we go back now?"

"The cakes for the young master haven't been given yet..."

Lin Qingbai ignored her, but her pace became faster and faster.

Hong Yuehe was out of breath, and was about to walk out of the courtyard.

Unexpectedly, Lin Qingbai suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He stood in place wearing a long white gauze, the sun fell on the tip of his nose, his skin was bright and beautiful, but his brows were cold, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Hongyue picked up the brocade wood lunch box in her hand, hesitated for a moment, and was just about to speak.

Lin Qingbai turned around abruptly and said, "Give it to me."

"ah?"

"Give me the lunch box."

Hongyue froze for a moment, then hurriedly handed the lunch box to Lin Qingbai.

Lin Qingbai took the lunch box, stroked his sleeves, turned around and walked quickly towards Xi'an's yard.

Hongyue stared at Lin Qingbai's back and was stunned. She didn't know what happened, so she chased after her and shouted: "My lord."

"You don't have to follow me."

Hongyue froze in place, watching Lin Qingbai walking quickly towards Xi'an's bedroom.

After a while, Hongyue looked down at her own empty hands, and said to herself, "What's wrong, my lord?"