flstandardbreds Chapter 184 Before departure
Chapter 184 Before departure
Seeing that the atmosphere was gradually becoming strange, Qingxi spoke at the right time: "Miss, are you looking for the Saint for something?"
Song Yu turned his gaze towards him and said, "No, I came to see you. I'm leaving tomorrow. Let's have dinner together tonight as a farewell."
Qingxi said: "Okay."
"Okay, I'm leaving then." Song Yu said and turned to leave.
But someone called out to him, "Song Yu."
Song Yu turned back in confusion, his eyes moving between Qingxi and Qingluo, finally stopping at Qingluo: "You called me?"
Qingluo's expression changed slightly. She looked at Song Yu and gritted her teeth, "What do you want to tell me?"
Song Yu was puzzled: "What?"
Qingluo pointed her sword at her: "How dare you play tricks on me."
Song Yu was baffled: "I'm sick."
After saying that, he was about to leave, but the door in front of him slammed shut and a strong wind brushed across his face.
She was stunned, then turned around and looked at Qingluo.
Qingluo's face was filled with stubbornness, and there was a hint of hidden sadness that flashed across her face.
Song Yu felt confused at first. The silent confrontation between her and Qingluo was like a war without the smoke of gunpowder.
Suddenly, Song Yu seemed to have discovered something?
She had an expression of sudden enlightenment on her face, and with a hint of tentativeness, she looked at Qingluo and asked, "Will you come with me?"
The stubbornness on Qingluo's face faded away bit by bit. She raised her chin slightly, looked at Song Yu, and said, "I can..."
Before she could finish her words, Song Yu interrupted her and said, "It's up to you whether you come or not. It's none of my business."
After saying that, he opened the door and left quickly without giving the person behind him any reaction.
Qingluo looked at the figure disappearing at the door, and the knuckles of the hand holding the sword turned white.
After a while, she seemed to deflate, and all the expression on her face disappeared.
"Saint." Qingxi called out from behind.
Qingluo moved her body but did not respond.
Qingxi said: "The girl is just heartbroken."
"Heartbroken, who can break her heart!" Qingluo sneered. In her opinion, it was ridiculous that anyone would dare to hurt the person Qingling protected so much and break her heart.
Qingxi pondered for a moment and said, "The girl really wanted to help you before. She never wanted to be your enemy. She is a very good person."
After hearing this, Qingluo's expression froze for a moment, and she looked at Qingxi with unspeakable emotions in her eyes.
After a while, she turned around and went back to her room.
Qingxi looked at the courtyard gate, then at the door of the room. Momo put away the sword and tidied up the things in the courtyard that were scattered because of the fight.
After packing up, he took his sword and said to the house: "Saint, I will take my leave now."
He didn't get a response and was about to leave when he heard the sound of wind behind him. He subconsciously turned around and caught the flying "hidden weapon."
He held the thing in his hand and took a closer look. It was not a hidden weapon, but an oval white porcelain bottle.
He looked up and saw Qingluo standing at the door with a calm expression: "This is Jade Muscle Cream. Apply it on the wound to speed up the healing process. It also has a miraculous effect on external injuries and bruises."
Qingxi looked at the medicine bottle in his hand, then looked at Qingluo, and clasped his fists towards her: "Thank you, Saint, for the medicine."
Qingluo opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing.
Turned around and entered the house.
Qingxi took the medicine bottle and walked out of the hospital.
He found Song Yu in the garden: "Miss."
Song Yu was thinking about something. When he heard the voice, he looked towards him.
"Why did you follow me?" Song Yu asked.
Qingxi walked up to her, bowed, and then replied, "The Saint will go to the banquet tonight."
When Song Yu heard him talk about this, there was no special expression on his face. He just responded with "Oh," and then said, "Okay, I understand."
Qingxi observed Song Yu's reaction.
Song Yu also noticed his scrutiny: "Anything else?"
Qingxi took out the medicine bottle and said, "This is what the Saint asked me to give to you."
Song Yu was surprised and looked at the medicine bottle in his hand: "What is this? What do you want to give it to me?"
Qingxi said: "This is Jade Muscle Cream, which is very effective for external injuries and bruises. The Saint... must have realized that she was wrong."
Song Yu raised an eyebrow, his expression full of doubt: "Wrong? How can she know she's wrong? Will she apologize to me?"
Qingxi said: "Although the Saint Lady has a somewhat eccentric temperament, her kindness is sincere and pure. Anyone with a heart can feel it."
Song Yu felt a little embarrassed when she heard this. She turned her head slightly to look at Qingxi: "Are you saying something nice to her?"
Qingxi said: "No, you are really good."
When Song Yu heard him say this, she raised her hand and patted his shoulder, saying, "Good brother, your love for you is not in vain."
Qingxi's body stiffened. She looked at Song Yu's hand on her shoulder, and her ears turned slightly red.
But apart from that, there was nothing else unusual.
"Although the Saint didn't say it explicitly, what she meant was that she wanted me to pass this on to you," Qingxi said.
Song Yu took a look and said, "You keep it for yourself. I have some. Mr. Ye gave me a few bottles." Otherwise, the bruises on her face would not have disappeared so quickly.
"That Saint!" Qingxi hesitated.
Song Yu said: "Don't worry about her."
Qingxi opened her mouth but ultimately said nothing.
In the evening, there was a dinner party in the front hall, and Zhao Zhou prepared a lot of food.
Since we are all acquaintances, there are not so many rules.
People came one after another. The big round table could seat twenty people.
Qingling sat in the main seat, with Song Yu on his left and Fu Zhenghong on his right.
Jiang Tian and Qing Luo did not come.
After all, there was still a practical gap between them, so it was understandable that Jiang Tian didn't come. Qingluo didn't come either. Not many people cared about it, and Qingxi looked at the door from time to time.
"Please take a seat, everyone." Zhao Zhou invited them.
Just at this moment, Qingluo came over.
She came in and glanced at everyone present. Qingxi and Zhao Zhou stood up and saluted with her: "Greetings, Saint."
Qingluo didn't look at the two of them, but walked straight to the seat next to Song Yu and sat down.
The others looked at each other for a moment, and Zhao Zhou greeted everyone again.
Song Yu stood up and said to everyone, "It was I who proposed this gathering tonight. After today, everyone present, regardless of your previous stances, will be united in the future. At least until Ye Xu is defeated and his true identity is exposed, he is our common enemy, and we can also be called allies.
We will set off tomorrow. The road ahead is unknown. I hope everyone will value their trust and keep their promises."
When Song Yu said this, his eyes swept over the three people opposite him one by one.
Fu Zhenghong, you have no date, Ji Qiuyue.
They naturally knew that Song Yu had said this specifically for them. Fu Zhenghong raised his glass and said to Song Yu, "I hope Miss Song and everyone else will remember this."
Compared with their faith and promise, the credibility of the former demonic cult is more worrying.
"Don't worry, Ayu," Qing Ling suddenly said. He pulled Song Yu to sit down and said, "If there is any betrayal, just kill them all."
His tone was casual and his voice was light, as if he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he said.