Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

Lu Dongqing bit her own tongue.

The little brother who was bent over his back suddenly turned into a girl. Anyone who encountered such a thing would inevitably be speechless.

The fake beggar was still stiff on the bed, seeing Lu Dongqing's face, he burst out laughing.

This time, she didn't deliberately lower her voice, pretending to be a man, her voice was exceptionally clear, but also a little erratic because of her weakness, like a bird singing on a branch in the morning, it was comfortable and pleasant, without embellishment.

This is indeed a voice that only women have.

The beggar smiled and said: "You already know that I am a woman, but you still call me little brother. Your master is right, you are really more upright than a bamboo pole."

Lu Dongqing was so shocked that she couldn't speak, she had no time to pay attention to the pain on the tip of her tongue, and didn't hear her teasing clearly, she just stared at her.

Under the dirt all over her face and tousled hair, she really hides a bit of feminine charm that is smudged between her brows and eyes, and even the sloppy appearance is hard to erase.

After a while, he asked, "Since you are a woman, why do you have to pretend to be a beggar?"

She replied: "Of course it is for people not to see it. Didn't you see it?"

Lu Dongqing paused for a moment, then said: "If I had seen it earlier, I would definitely not have let you suffer such grievances."

She chuckled lightly: "You are too naive. In order to accomplish something, people will inevitably suffer some grievances."

"But you are a woman..."

The beggar raised his eyebrows, and said, "Women can't bear the wronged men, but it's not too late for you to teach me a lesson after you have tasted what it's like to eat fleas alive."

After suppressing the playful smile, her words showed sharpness. Although the tone was relaxed, there was an undeniable conviction.

Lu Dongqing grew up with his master since he was a child, and he didn't know many women by his side, and this one in front of him surprised him even more.

Her disposition is like the weapon in her hand, the filament protruding from the bell, which looks weak and soft, but is full of amazing strength, always ready to go.

He replied: "What you said is that I am shallow. Don't laugh anymore. Let me diagnose your pulse."

The fake beggar really stopped smiling.

She didn't expect the man in front of her to be so humble, to admit her mistake squarely, without any intention of covering it up.

Unlike Lu Dongqing, she has been wandering around in recent years, and has seen more men than she has eaten rice grains. Most of the young men she has seen have arrogance and bad habits. If they are contradicted by women, they must become angry. Generally outspoken.

She felt a little ashamed in her heart, her tone softened, and she said, "Then I will trouble you."

Lu Zhengqiu just opened the door at this time, patted his palms lightly, and said: "Young people really need to quarrel to get married, congratulations."

"Master." Seeing the person by the door, Lu Dongqing instinctively straightened her shoulders and passed her concerned gaze over.

Lu Zhengqiu waved his hand at him: "Don't worry, I saw that group of people passing by the mountain just now, and they really didn't go to the mountain, and they probably won't come again in a while."

"That's good," Lu Dongqing nodded, feeling a little disappointed in her heart, but she still nodded and said, "Master, please sit down and rest first."

Lu Zhengqiu pointed to the direction behind him: "There is no need to rest, I see that there is still water in the well, so go get some first."

"Water?" The fake beggar lying on the bed asked curiously.

Lu Zhengqiu turned to her, his eyebrows stretched, and he said softly: "Although the girl is not inferior to the man, she still needs to wash her face."

The fake beggar watched Lu Zhengqiu go out in surprise, then turned to Dongqing and said, "Your master is much more interesting than you."

Lu Dongqing shrugged and said, "I can't help it, who made me a stubborn bull."

Stubborn Bull gave the false beggar a pulse.

After confirming the pulse condition, the expression on Lu Dongqing's face was finally relieved, and his brows were no longer wrinkled. He said softly to the patient in the bed: "Fortunately, the medicine of Shu Jin San is not strong, so there is no serious problem. I still have some medicinal pills for refreshing the spleen and detoxifying, you take it for now."

The fake beggar didn't continue to argue with him, and nodded obediently: "Okay."

Lu Dongqing took the medicine from the bag, and when she returned to the woman, her expression was a little strange, she hesitated to speak, and hesitated for a while before saying: "After checking your pulse, I have something to confirm with you, if it offends, Don't blame me yet."

The woman nodded and said, "It's okay for you to ask."

Lu Dongqing said: "Judging from the pulse, the Yin Qi in your body is particularly depleted, and it has nothing to do with Shu Jin San. It is caused by long-term Qi and blood blockage. Have you ever moved fetal gas?"

The woman was startled, and then said: "You are indeed the son of a genius doctor, you can even see this."

Lu Dongqing said truthfully: "You are a martial arts practitioner, and the movement of true energy in your body is much stronger than that of ordinary people, so the symptoms of loss are also much more obvious."

The woman lowered her eyes and said: "I did conceive a child once, but unfortunately he was unlucky and died in his mother's womb. He failed to see this desolate Shenzhou, so he went to the sky."

Lu Dongqing looked at her in astonishment, and said after a long time, "I'm sorry, I reminded you of something sad."

The woman raised the corner of her mouth and said: "That is already in the past, you don't have to feel sad for me, I can find you this time, I am too happy to be in time."

Lu Dongqing asked again: "How did you find me?"

The woman's smile showed off a bit more: "Do you know that beggars are like water in rivers and lakes, even if news as big as a sesame seed, as long as it enters the water and is swept by the waves, it can always spread far? "

Lu Dongqing blinked and said, "It seems that I underestimated beggars."

The woman suppressed her smile, and continued: "Actually, I came to Yushan this trip not specifically to find you, but to follow the trail of the Demon Cult. When I met you in the tavern that day, I had doubts in my heart, but I was not sure. , until something happened in Lingquan Valley a few days ago, a little friend surnamed An led a group of people out of the valley, which caused a sensation. My beggar friend happened to chat with him a few more times before confirming your identity .”

Lu Dongqing couldn't help but laugh, her identity was leaked by An Qiming.

He looked at the other party again, and said: "Then how dare you ask who is the girl? Why is there a military order from the Northern Army?"

The woman replied: "Because my father also served in the Zhenbei Army, and was fortunate to work with General Di, and was also implicated in the murder nine years ago. His family was destroyed and everyone was killed. I was the only one who survived by luck."

"May I ask the girl's name?"

"Well... let me keep my name a secret for now."

"What?" Lu Dongqing asked puzzled, "Does the girl still have any concerns?"

The woman shrugged and said: "That's not true, it's just that my father happens to be very famous, and you are not good at lying, if you slip up when you shouldn't, wouldn't it be a waste of all your previous work?"

Lu Dongqing: "..."

Just as he was about to argue, he heard Master's voice from outside the door: "This worry is not unreasonable, I think we should do it this way."

"Master!" Lu Dongqing's complaint was weak, and finally turned into an insignificant sigh.

He turned to the woman in the bed again and asked, "Even if you don't want to say your name, you still have to be called. I can't keep calling you little brother, can I?"

The other party thought for a while, and replied: "Since we met in Wutong Town, you can call me Mr. Wutong from now on."

Lu Zhengqiu immediately clapped his hands in agreement: "This title is good, I think we should do it this way."

"This..." Lu Dongqing's eyes lingered on the two of them, and finally sighed, "Master on the left and Mr. on the right, I'm afraid I won't even be able to sleep well in the future."