Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

Countless snow-white spots floated over the angled eaves above the courtyard gate and slowly landed on the ground. The inscription lamps on both sides of the road emitted a faint fluorescent light that illuminated the girl's dark eyes.

A little sluggish, a little confused, and a little overloaded.

The white snow fell into the gap between the neck and brought a burst of coolness. Ran Qingmo suddenly came back to his senses. His beautiful eyes blinked. Just as he was about to ask a question, he saw that the middle-aged man standing at the entrance of the courtyard had already given up half of the room. position.

Glancing sideways at the girl from Jianzong outside the door, Xu Yinhe asked in a gentle voice:

"It's cold outside, why don't you come in?"

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There was a hint of hesitation in Ran Qingmo's quiet black eyes.

Xu Yuan probably had his own reasons for saying that.

Thinking with disappointment in his heart, Ran Qingmo pursed his lips slightly, lowered his eyes and whispered:

"Uncle, Xu Yuan, he probably doesn't want to see me now, right?"

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The words fell silent.

Ran Qingmo did not wait for Xu Yinhe's reply. When she raised her eyes, she saw that the courtyard door in front of her was empty. The middle-aged man in black dragon robe had left at some point, leaving only the man in the falling snow. The door is half open.

As we entered the night, the inscription lights in the Prime Minister's Mansion had dimmed, and the dim light shone behind the courtyard door, vaguely illuminating the row of medium-deep footprints on the snow.

After staring at the footprints for a few breaths, Ran Qingmo's quiet eyes flashed with thoughtfulness.

Brother Xu Yuan has profound cultivation and can walk on water as if it were flat ground. Even if he walks on water, he should not leave boot marks on the snow.

Xu Xinyao is a woman, but the wide boot print in front of her does not look like a woman at all.

So, this is what Xu Yuan left behind?

Thinking of this, Ran Qingmo lowered his head, a little disappointed in his eyes.

It turns out that the sound of stepping on the snow she just heard at the door was Xu Yuan.

For a moment, it was so quiet at the entrance of the inner courtyard that you could hear the falling snow. The girl in black clothes stood there quietly, staring at the two rows of footprints spreading deep into the inner courtyard in silence.

In this seemingly dead snowy night, a thin layer of white frost gradually accumulated on her shoulders, and the clearly visible footprints were buried by the new falling snow.

I don't know how long it took, but a calm and indifferent voice suddenly sounded in her ears. It was very sudden and the source of the voice could not be found.

"If you don't want to go in, just close the door and leave."

After the words fell, Ran Qingmo's heart tightened, but before she could speak, she felt a soft force pushing on her back from behind.

The person behind you has a very high level of cultivation.

The oncoming force left her without any ability to resist, and her slender body was pushed into the dark inner courtyard at will.

After two staggering steps, he just stabilized his figure when the voice sounded again:

"Since you have chosen to come in, let's go and take a look. Changtian's room is in the penultimate courtyard."

Ran Qingmo said quickly:

"I don't"

"boom."

The door to the inner courtyard was closed from the outside.

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After a moment of silence, Ran Qingmo looked around slightly uneasily.

It was her first time to enter the inner courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and it didn't seem to have anything special. However, the master told her that outsiders were not allowed to enter the inner courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, so no matter what, she must not go in, otherwise she might There is danger to life.

But she was pushed in this time, and Xu Yuan's father also asked her, so it shouldn't be counted.

Thinking of this, Ran Qingmo's mood calmed down a little. He glanced deep into the alley, muttered "Excuse me" in a low voice, and walked slowly in the direction of the footprints in the snow.

There was no moon on the snowy night. Without the illumination of the inscription lamp outside, the road in the inner courtyard seemed very dim. However, with Ran Qingmo's cultivation, he could see things. The sound of crunching on the snow kept hearing, until he saw a After opening the half-open courtyard door, he paused with a slight hesitation.

This should be Xu Yuan's yard.

I don't know if this courtyard door was intentional or if it was forgotten to close. It was still wide open, allowing Ran Qingmo to have an unobstructed view of the scenery in the courtyard.

Pavilions, small ponds, and rockeries are all there. Compared with the various elegant and noble or magnificent buildings in the outer courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the other residential courtyards in the inner courtyard seem a bit too simple.

However, Ran Qingmo only glanced at these courtyard scenes, his dark and translucent eyes searching the courtyard for the familiar figure in his mind, but unfortunately, Xu Yuan was not in the courtyard.

Therefore, the girl's quiet eyes fell on the closed door with a bit of timidity, and the palms under her sleeves were slightly clenched, with an inexplicable feeling of nervousness.

After a while, Ran Qingmo seemed to have made up his mind, and then he crossed the entrance and walked slowly towards the courtyard.

"Creak."

"Creak."

"Creak."

After walking a few steps, Ran Qingmo's small nose twitched slightly, and she smelled the smell of alcohol in the cold air in the courtyard.

It's very light, very light, but it seems to permeate every corner.

Ran Qingmo subconsciously wanted to use his mind and soul to detect the source of the smell of alcohol, but he realized that both his master and Xu Yuan had said it was impolite.

Gather your thoughts, step up, step down.

But this time, there was no sound of crunching in the snow, instead there was a seemingly unintentional murmur:

"Well"

The sound was very soft, but clearly audible in the silent snowy night.

This familiar voice made Ran Qingmo's beautiful eyes widen immediately. He hurriedly retracted his foot and looked down, only to see a corner of a gorgeous dress exposed where he just stepped on it.

After pondering for a moment, Ran Qingmo leaned down and squatted next to the gorgeous dress, stretched out a slender jade finger and poked it.

A warm feeling came from my fingertips.

The clothes underneath seemed to feel a little itchy, and the body that was originally lying flat turned over, and the snow covering his surface suddenly rolled down to both sides.

And this action also allowed the girl crouching aside to see his appearance clearly. She blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at his sleeping face. Ran Qingmo reached out and poked his cheek again.

no response.

Poke again.

Still no response.

He seemed to be sleeping peacefully.

A smile unconsciously appeared on the corners of his slightly pursed lips. Ran Qingmo turned his head and looked around. His eyes stayed on the open courtyard door for a moment, and he nodded silently.

Xu Yuan was drunk.

Just slept here.

Then Xu Yuan's father wanted her to send him back to his room.

Logical closed loop.

As soon as he thought of it, Ran Qingmo stretched out his palm and took Xu Yuan's arm to help him up from the cold snow.

He was as heavy as a dead pig, but Ran Qingmo was a great master. He lifted him up from the ground with a slight smile on his red lips, and carried him towards the side room.

The falling snow in the folds of the gorgeous clothes fell, and this movement gradually woke someone up from his drunken sleep.

"Well"

A soft murmur sounded, and Xu Yuan slowly opened his slightly confused eyes. What he saw was a piece of snow and the door that was getting closer and closer.

The downed brain was silent for a moment.

Oh, he seemed to have slipped when he entered the courtyard gate just now.

Then there is no more.

Someone should have discovered him now and was sending him back to his room

Is it Xu Changge?

Xu Yuan lowered his eyes and thought subconsciously.

But the remaining consciousness and the touch on his hands told him that the person holding him now was probably not a man.

"Is it Xinyao?"

After murmuring subconsciously, Xu Yuan shook his head again and murmured to himself:

"Xin Yao is even more drunk than me when she sleeps. Oh~ Hey, sister, why did you come into the inner courtyard?"

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Hearing the vague voice coming from his ears, Ran Qingmo pursed his lips and did not reply. He silently carried him towards the side room step by step, leaving two scratches on the snow with his completely suspended legs.

"I, I, am so disgusted. Now, I will never drink again."

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"Sister, can you help me relieve my alcoholism with some medicine?"

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"Why do I feel like there is a sword dangling in front of me now?"

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"Sister, why don't you speak?"

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Ran Qingmo kept his head down and said nothing, silently listening to the murmurings in his mouth beside him, the look in his eyes was a little downcast.

The two of them arrived at the door of the wing. Ran Qingmo used Yuanqi to push the door open. He was about to help Xu Yuan in, but suddenly he felt that the arm on his shoulders was a little lighter.

I was wondering and wanted to turn my head to take a look,

"Bah."

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The falling snow makes a sound, and you can hear your heartbeat.

Ran Qingmo's beautiful eyes widened instantly, but then she bit her lips hard, her eyes staring at him with anger and resentment.

He...probably thought of her as the big-breasted sister from last time.

After taking a sip on her fair and flawless side face, Xu Yuan fell directly and weakly towards the ground.

Seeing this, Ran Qingmo quickly stretched out his hand and pulled his body that was like a puddle of mud. He endured the grievance in his heart and drove him to the bed. After thinking for a while, he covered him with a quilt.

Xu Yuan once said that people with low cultivation level do not suffer from cold.

After doing this, Ran Qingmo stood by the bed and looked at his face quietly, hesitating whether to leave.

And at this time,

Ran Qingmo suddenly found him on the bed and tried hard to open his eyes.

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Looking at each other for a moment,

With a hint of smile in his drunken eyes, Xu Yuan looked at the girl and said softly:

"Ran Qingmo, I finally dreamed of you"

Then,

Xu Yuan suddenly reached out and held her.

Before Ran Qingmo's quiet eyes could react, she felt a strong force coming from her hand that was being pulled, and she was pulled to the bed.

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Ran Qingmo blinked and looked at his face, which was so close at hand, and tried hard to endure his body's subconscious attempt to fight back.

The master said,

If someone wants to sleep with her before the wedding, they can just chop them up with the ink sword.

However, the teacher's wife said that in this case, just a beating would be enough.

This is what the master and mistress taught her, but now she is in Xu Yuan's room

The beating of the heart gradually accelerated, Ran Qingmo's beautiful eyes blinked, his delicate body was completely tense, and the technique began to operate on the meridians.

but,

After saying those words, everything in the room fell silent.

After waiting for a long time, Ran Qingmo moved tentatively, trying to get up.

But as soon as she made a move, Xu Yuan subconsciously hugged her hard.

Very hard, as if afraid that she would run away.

Ran Qingmo pursed her lips and wanted to try to pull his big hand away, but Xu Yuan's hand holding her lower abdomen moved up a little.

Seeing this, Ran Qingmo's body tensed up and he didn't dare to move anymore, letting the drunken man hold her like this.

After feeling the soft warmth of the girl's skin through his clothes, Xu Yuan did not dare to move any further.

He sobered up.

Under spiritual vision,

The energy flowing out of the girl's body and the coldness of Dao Yun had locked him tightly.

Damn it, this big lump of ice in my arms is actually real.