Chapter 45 Intuition is accurate

   "Hey, what are you doing?!" After the warmth landed, he said in dissatisfaction.

  She just wanted to put the little happy finch back into the nest on the tree.

  "If you want to eat persimmons and let people pick them, don't climb the tree by yourself."

  The persimmon tree is old and its branches are already brittle.

   Warmly spread out the palm of her hand to reveal a chick: "I just want to put it back in the nest."

  Just now, the big bad wolf wanted to eat it in one bite.

  Nalan Jinnian was startled, but she didn't expect it to be like this: "That's not how you can climb trees."

  He grabbed the chick in her hand, jumped, and put it back into the nest on the tree.

   "Hey, pick two persimmons by the way." She really wanted to eat.

  The basket of persimmons he sent home was red and sweet, but they were delicious.

  Nalan Jinnian smoothly folded a bunch of persimmons and handed it to her, with a smile on her ice eyes, as if she was laughing at her clearly wanting to eat but using the bird as an excuse.

  Warm and casually took it, took off one, and directly broke the two halves with his hands. The orange flesh was crystal clear, the juice was radiant, and the luster was attractive.

  Warm and bite straight down, soft and sweet, sweet and mellow: "It's so sweet, do you want it?"

  Warmth looked up at someone, and handed the other half of the persimmon to him.

  Nalan Jinnian did not move, just looked at her.

  In this prosperous and bleak late autumn, clusters and clusters of persimmons are hung on the rugged branches, red like small lanterns.

  Under the persimmon tree, a girl in plain blue coarse cloth squinted the water-cut autumn eyes with satisfaction, then raised her head, her long eyelashes swept like a fan, and she opened her smart eyes to look at him.

   Those clear eyes were dark and bright, as agile as the sea of ​​stars, lighting up the deserted mountains and dispelling the bleakness of late autumn.

  I don’t know whether it is the clusters on the branches that illuminate the mountains, the clusters of fiery red persimmons, or her bright, water-cut eyes.

  "Don't eat it?" The warm hand stretched out a bit higher, and he handed half a persimmon to his eyes, and asked again.

  Nalan Jinnian looked at the red orange half of the persimmon filled with sweet juice before her eyes. It was very sweet at first glance.

  He has never liked sweets, but looking at the girl’s clear eyes, he asked seriously, clean and transparent.

  There is no admiration he is used to, no cautious ingratiation, no shyness, no flinching, frank and open, naturally, pure and beautiful.

  He bends down like a ghost and took a bite. His lips even accidentally touched her fingertips.

  The sweet, soft and waxy persimmon is full of taste buds. It slides from the tip of the tongue along the esophagus to the stomach. It is sweet all the way, sweet and refreshing all the way, and finally the sweetness overflows in the heart, as if the time has been dyed with a touch of sweetness.

   Feeling a touch of softness touching his fingertips, he was stunned for a moment of warmth, but he unexpectedly lowered his head to eat!

  She said in a bad mood: "Hold it and finish eating it by herself! Do you want to feed it when it is so big? It's not that it's no hand!"

  "I only have one hand. Besides, I will get my hands dirty."

  He actually doesn’t like to eat this little thing. He just thinks it’s too sweet and greasy. Now he thinks it’s too sweet and greasy, but it's still delicious.

  So, even though he said that, he took the half of the persimmon he had bitten and finished eating.

   "A hand is also a hand! Can't you wash it if it's dirty?" He muttered warmly, and then walked away to wash his hands.

  ...

  At the other end, Steward Yuan sent Guo Mingyan and the three to leave.

Seeing that Guo Mingyan's mood was a little depressed, Li Bing comforted him: "Miss Guo, you don't have to be sad, King Jin has always had high demands. But you are already very good! If it weren't for you this time, how could we make twenty arrows? Looking at the entire Nalan country, I believe that no one except you can study it in a few days."

  King Jin doesn’t understand Lianxiangxiyu too much, so he is so rude to a girl!

  Guo Mingyan is very talented in weapon design, and her martial arts is high and she is beautiful. The soldiers in the barracks like her very much, and Li Bing also admires her.

Steward Yuan also felt that her master was too harsh. Ms. Guo had a noble background, both civil and military, and she was beautiful in appearance. She was simply a woman who would not bear the eyebrows. She would be one of the candidates for Princess Jin in the future. The Queen Mother also had this intention, so she comforted her. Said: "The master always requires perfection in everything. Ms. Guo is so powerful. I believe that within a few days, I will definitely be able to develop a Liannu that is more powerful than the Xirong people."

  Guo Mingyan didn’t care about this at all. She had long been used to the indifference of Seventeenth Master to her, anyway, he treated everyone the same.

   was also wrong, she couldn't help but inquire: "Steward Yuan, who is the girl next to Master Seventeen? Master Seventeen is so special to her."

   "She is a peasant girl from the foot of the mountain. She came here to help her master. Therefore, the master naturally treats her a little bit more favorably."

  Guo Mingyan’s intuition was wrong: "Help the Seventeenth Master? A peasant girl can do medical skills? Young Master Feng can't do anything about the Seventeenth Master's hands, right? How could she?"

   "She said that she happened to have encountered this kind of poison, and she knew acupuncture and moxibustion, so she knew how to treat it."

Guo Mingyan didn’t believe it at all: “How can there be so many coincidences in this world? The poison in the hands of Lord Seventeen is too strange. A peasant girl of unknown origin can heal his hands, but Lord Seventeen will believe it too. I won’t think that Isn't it right? Steward Yuan, Master Seventeen has a keen hand, he trusts the girl, he understands, but you can't help but guard! I don't know why, I always have a bad feeling when I see her."

   Yuan Guanjia was shocked, a little scared.

  Guo Mingyan is the daughter of General Guo. She has been on the battlefield. I heard that her instinct is very accurate. She saved the lives of a group of soldiers on the battlefield.

  And a peasant girl who understands medical skills is indeed unusual. If it is a nail from another country...

   Steward Yuan dare not think about it anymore.

  If it really is, then that little girl is too good at it and hides too deep!

  He became vigilant unconsciously.

  Lin Tingxuan frowned: "That girl doesn't look like the kind of deep-minded person."

   "Ting Xuan, do you know her?"

   "It's just one side."

  Guo Mingyan smiled, and shook her head: "Awesome! You believe in him like that!"

  Lin Tingxuan: "..."

   Steward Yuan's eyelids twitched even more!

  At this moment, Nalan Jinnian's voice came from behind, and the three of them couldn't help turning their heads, and saw: the silver-gray figure performed light work, jumped into the air and grabbed a girl.

   said her reproachfully.

  To the three of them, the tone of this reproach was full of worry, and it had never been heard from Nalan Jinnian.

  Who ever worried about King Jin, who has always had a weak temperament?

  I don’t know what the girl said, he jumped again and took off a bunch of red sticks to her.

  Not only that, the two also shared a fungus.

  A long jade-lid, brocade and jade robe, a petite and exquisite, coarse cloth clothes, but the picture is so strange that it makes people feel harmonious and beautiful.

  Guo Mingyan was deeply stimulated! That cheap maid was so brazen and took the initiative to feed King Jin to eat persimmons!

  How can she be embarrassed to do such an intimate manner? shameless!

  Guo Mingyan has a sense of crisis that she has never had before, and her instinct has always been accurate!

  She glanced at Steward Yuan who was also stunned, and couldn't help but say: "It seems that the Seventeenth Master was confused by her and couldn't tell the south, east, west and northwest."

   Yuan Steward: "..."

   Yuan steward sent the three away anxiously.

  Back to the study, the two of them had already entered the secret room for acupuncture. He stayed outside, wishing to go in and stare closely.

  It's just that he didn't dare to bother, so he could only wait outside anxiously.

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