This is a simple wooden house with four pillars embedded in the wall, the windows are square, and the window lattice is not carved. It is just a simple word "field". It shines in straight light. The cabinet is half open, and there are several folded green and white clothes piled up inside. The bed where he sleeps is placed in the corner, without any bed frames or curtains blocking it.

This is also the scene he saw every day when he woke up in his previous life.

The time of the two lives seemed to have not changed, and consciousness revived in a daze. In the first trance after waking up, he even had an illusion: he was always an unpredictable little Taoist priest, and the ups and downs he had experienced before were all dreams.

But this idea gave him a greater sense of illusion - he always felt that he was missing something, pursuing something, and worrying about it.

This brief loss of consciousness slowly dissipated after he and Si Ming's eyes met.

The feeling of emptiness in his heart disappeared. He looked at Si Ming quietly, and the memories before his coma appeared in his mind, bringing a slight tingling feeling.

Si Ming also looked back at him.

Neither of them spoke, and they seemed to want to break this calmness.

Si Ming's eyes trembled slightly. She subconsciously raised her hand and pulled a strand of silver thread hanging by her cheeks behind her ears. She lowered her head slightly and stopped her. The flames of the medicine furnace reflected the side face, and the curves from the Qiong Nose Lip to the Jade Neck of the Jade Neck reflected a soft and slight color.

Ning Changjiu looked at her cheeks and her straight and falling silver hair.

Si Ming's dark robe is still the same, but he is tied with a jade-white jade belt, making his waist look like a bunch, and outlining the curve between the skirt and the skirt more beautifully.

Ning Miraculously saw "gentle" in her, which should not be her temperament.

His lips moved slightly and wanted to speak, but Si Ming spoke first, his voice still cold: "Lying down at this moment, don't move around, your bones are broken, and your internal organs are also misplaced. If you break the wound again, I don't have the skills of Master, and I will help you sew it again."

Ning lies on the bed for a long time, smiling weakly, and the pain and paralysis of his limbs were still torn apart.

"When did you wake up?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Si Ming whispered: "I woke up two days earlier than you. I didn't suffer much damage, but the moonlight was broken and it hurt the most."

Ning Changjiu asked, "Has Master repaired it for you?"

Si Ming pursed his lips and was silent for a while before saying, "No cultivation... She gave me his other half of the sundial."

"That's how it is." Ning Changjiu had expected it and said, "Let's go and thank Master together later."

Si Ming bit his lip and said in confusion, "Why should she give such a precious thing to me...Is it worth her to do this?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "Didn't you say that my master must be a person with a very poor vision and lack of mind, so it's not surprising to save you."

Si Ming's eyes suddenly narrowed and said coldly: "Don't you blame you yet! You knew it long ago, right? You didn't tell me on purpose, just waited for me to see her and then laughed at me!"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "How could I have so many bad intentions?"

Si Ming snorted coldly and said, "You did it on purpose! You just want to embarrass me..."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Why is that priest embarrassed?"

Si Mingjiao's body shook lightly, her eyes dodged, and said lightly: "I have disappointed you, I have never been embarrassed. When I woke up, I saw her back through the white veil. I recognized her at a glance. I was neither humble nor arrogant, and very kind."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "Is that so? Lord Priest is so amazing."

Si Ming took a deep breath and said, "Aren't you seriously injured? Why are you talking a little bit too much!"

Ning Changjiu smiled, and his voice seemed to sigh: "I originally thought that I could never talk to you anymore. Now we are all alive, of course we have to cherish every inch of time."

Si Ming's slender body trembled slightly, and she turned her back, gently picked up the fan, and fanned the fire. The frost that had finally condensed in her eyes disappeared instantly, covering her blurred water vapor.

Si Ming said: "Actually... I saw it all."

"Hmm?" Ning Changjiu asked: "What did you see?"

Si Ming said: "You carried me on your back and climbed up Kunlun and came here, I... saw it all."

Ning Changjiu asked with a smile: "Is it the master who showed you?"

Si Ming shook his head gently and said, "It's a woman in green skirt, with a good state."

"Senior Sister..." Ning Changjiu nodded and said, "My senior sister is very awesome. The word "jing" you admire very much is written by her."

Si Ming agreed: "The eldest sister is indeed very dignified."

"Senior sister actually showed you these." Ning smiled casually for a long time and said, "Oh, it's just a night of climbing up the moon. It's just a trivial matter, nothing."

Si Ming leaned against the back of the chair, his eyes were faint, and he said, "You don't have to underestimate yourself, in fact... it's quite awesome."

Ning Changjiu looked at her beautiful shoulders and asked tentatively: "What about you after you finish reading it? Do you have any ideas?"

Si Ming immediately said: "Don't think too much, I didn't cry!"

"..." Ning Changjiu said: "The Lord Priest is really as strong as ever."

Si Ming snorted coldly: "Don't act like I can't hear you sarcastic... I'm not like this just to save you?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Snow porcelain has great kindness and virtue, of course, will never be forgotten."

Si Ming smiled quietly, she slapped the wind and said, "I didn't expect that Master has been watching us."

Ning Changjiu said: "Yes, in the dream at that time, everything was true. I still remember many things you said."

If an electric current passes through the body, Si Ming is stiff. She tightens the handle of the fan and whispers: "When a person dreams, he says something like a drunken word, but he can't be true, you have forgotten it."

Ning Changjiu said: "But there is a saying that you can speak the truth after drinking."

Si Ming said: "You don't speak the truth after drinking."

Ning Changjiu exclaimed and asked, "Why do you do after drinking?"

Si Ming touched his thoughts, his fairy face turned slightly red, thinking that he was still as hateful as ever...

Si Ming said: "This dream is true. When I return to the Guling Sect, I will take revenge on my marriage. Humph, after being favored by my master and becoming a senior sister, I always scared people with a ruler and dared to punish me in front of Zhao Xianger, so I don't teach her a lesson when I go back."

Ning Changjiu reminded carefully: "You still have slave patterns on you."

Si Ming said lightly: "What are you afraid of? She has bullied the three of us for three years in my dream. Could it be that you still have to help her? You stand by my side, and you can only marry the Ziting Realm, and you won't even have the chance to control the slave pattern."

Although Ning Changjiu didn't know where to marry, he heard Si Ming say this. With his own experience and intuition, he felt that marrying should have entered the five paths...

Ning Changjiu asked, "What are you cooking?"

Si Ming said: "Booking medicines is all ancient treasures, which will be of great benefit to your injuries."

Ning Changjiu asked again: "Why are there so many wood chips piled over there?"

Si Ming glanced at it and explained: "Master said that your injury is difficult to heal. You have not been able to walk in the fields recently, but I am afraid that you will be bored and want to make you a wheelchair."

Ning Changjiu said: "It's not boring to have you with you."

Si Ming's eye feather trembled slightly, but his words were still cold: "If you want to say such things again, I will make the wheels of the chair into square!"

"It's so fierce when you wake up." Ning Changjiu couldn't help laughing. He said, "You are still cute when you were injured. You lay on my back and didn't move. So gentle. When you fainted, you told me that you secretly peeled a fruit in front of the mirror and saw..."

"Stop!" Si Ming immediately turned around and Qing Chi said, "You are so embarrassed to say it? Didn't you tell your master? My disciple is stubborn, will you definitely express your feelings after waking up? You have been awake for so long, except for quarrel with me, what did you express your feelings?"

Ning Changjiu's smile disappeared, and he was slightly stunned: "Master, have you told me this?"

Si Ming curled his lips and said, "Of course I said it, oh, by the way, I heard all the words you said to me when you climbed Kunlun. I couldn't answer you at that time. Now... I can say to you one by one."

Ning Changjiu's head buzzed. He thought of those words hesitated between life and death. The more he thought about it, the more shame he felt. He looked at the moving smile on the corner of Si Ming's lips, and felt even more ashamed, saying, "Don't be too arrogant!"

Si Ming's eyes were bent, even better than the crescent moon. The smile on his lips was clear and charming, and he said, "How can you be arrogant? Are you waiting for Mr. Ning to tell his feelings? You said, I'll listen."

Ning Changjiu frowned and stared at her silently.

Si Ming's jade legs suddenly bent, fell from the chair and knelt on the ground, tucked his shoulders, and his delicate body shivered.

Ning Changjiu sighed and said, "Even if I can't move all over, I only have my thoughts, you are not my opponent."

Before she finished speaking, Si Ming looked up slightly, his eyebrows were stretched out, and the pain on his face changed to a smile. She cleared and graceful figure, with her slender jade feet, slowly walked towards Ning Changjiu, and smiled and said, "Come on?"

Ning Changzao was startled and continued to think, but saw that Si Ming had no reaction.

Si Ming explained: "Master, while you are unconscious, you have already taken your essence and blood to relieve me. What are you doing? What are the methods of Mr. Ning?"

Ning Changsheng lay unlost on the bed and said, "No more means, please do whatever you want."

Siming won the victory and was in a great mood. She packed up the soup, carefully scooped it to the bed, and said, "Long time, it's time to drink medicine."

Ning Changjiu looked at her gentle smile, but felt a thrilling feeling. He watched Si Ming hand over the spoon and slowly raised his head to pick it up, but saw Si Ming stretch out a jade-like finger and pressed his head back. She said, "Close your eyes and I'll feed you."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Why do you need to close your eyes when you take medicine?"

Si Ming said: "Stop talking nonsense!"

Ning Changjiu closed his eyes in fear.

A moment later, his lips were touched a warm and soft object, just like the magnolia petals that fell on his lips when he was taking a nap in a flower tree. Then, his lips were grabbed by the petals, and the pink and crisp petals slowly bloomed. Something came in, slightly cool and fragrant with the smell of medicine, and there was something like a live fish mixed in. It also came in with it. The tip of his tongue felt like it was touched, and as it stirred, it intertwined and played with the tiny fish.

The fragrance of medicine penetrated into the throat and slowly flowed through the internal organs, bringing warmth to the body.

When Ning Changjiu opened his eyes slowly again, he saw Si Ming sitting upright, lowering his head and thrusting his chest, mixing the medicine juice, and gently blowing his slightly wet jade lips, brushing away the white mist on the surface of the medicine juice.

Her expression was as normal as she could, but there seemed to be tears in her eyes.

Ning Changjiu couldn't help laughing. He wanted to touch Si Ming's hair, but couldn't raise his hand.

Neither of them spoke, and they were tacitly informed.

After Si Ming finished feeding him the medicine, he went to pack up the furnace and the medicine residue, and his back was busy.

Ning enjoys the tranquility of this moment for a long time.

On the window frame, the light turned from white to dim.
To be continued...