boyutpedia Chapter 134 Mind
Chapter 134 Mind
Song Yu walked to the window holding Tangdou. She opened a window and saw the backyard of the inn below, the kitchen next to it, and a well in the yard.
Tangdou in her arms was extremely docile, nestling in her arms without making any noises or moving around.
"Ayu, let me hold the cat. It has grown a lot in the past few months and is quite heavy." Qingling's voice sounded behind him.
Song Yu responded indifferently: "No need."
Qing Ling was frustrated, but he didn't give up: "Then what do you want to eat? I'll have someone make it, or you want to eat something I cook?"
Song Yu said, "No need."
Qing Ling was defeated again, and his hands hanging at his sides were clenched into fists.
He suppressed his irritation and spoke gently, "Ayu, even if you want to be angry with me, please don't be angry with your own body, okay?"
Song Yu finally turned around and looked at him, but her expression was still cold: "I want to go home."
Qing Ling was pleasantly surprised that Song Yu was willing to talk to him: "Okay, I'll take you home. I'll take you wherever you want to go."
Song Yu opened her mouth. She wanted to say that her home was not something she could go back to whenever she wanted.
But she swallowed the words back when they came to her lips, because she knew that these words would only add to her troubles.
Seeing that Song Yu's expression was about to turn into a distant one, Qing Ling quickly said, "Ayu, do you want to go back to Biluo Village?"
"Biluo Village?" Song Yu murmured.
Qing Ling nodded: "Yes, after we finish our business in Tianshu City, we will return to Biluo Village, okay?"
Song Yu looked up at him with a complicated expression, too many emotions to be expressed in words.
As it got darker, Qingling took Song Yu downstairs to eat.
Also traveling with them were Qingluo and Yeshuangbai.
There was a square table, with Qingling sitting at the head seat, Song Yu on his left, Qingluo on his right, and Ye Shuangbai opposite him.
The table next to it was also filled with other members of the Qingyang Sect.
Although there were many people, everyone was very quiet.
"Why aren't you talking? You all look so sad." Ye Shuangbai said.
Qingling glared at him, but he seemed not to notice.
Ye Shuangbai's eyes rolled, and he looked at Song Yu and said, "Little girl, it's not a good thing to be depressed. If you have any dissatisfaction or temper, you should express it."
Song Yu also looked up at Ye Shuangbai and said, "Improper eating and drinking, can damage the spleen and stomach qi, which is not a good thing. You should be regular and moderate."
Ye Shuangbai's eyes flashed, and he smiled and said, "This little girl is really interesting."
"I heard that you are also a doctor. How many years have you studied medicine? Who is your master? What can you treat?" Ye Shuangbai asked questions one after another.
Song Yu looked at Ye Shuangbai and stared at him for a moment before saying, "They all call you Ghost Doctor? Why Ghost Doctor?"
When Ye Shuangbai heard her question, a hint of evil interest flashed across his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, Qing Ling on the opposite side spoke up: "It's just a random name, Ayu, don't take it to heart."
Ye Shuangbai was upset when he heard this: "Master, what you said is wrong. I was just saying that because..."
Before he could finish his words, his eyes met Qing Ling's and he was instantly speechless.
The threat in Qingling's eyes was too obvious. Ye Shuangbai dared to bet that if he told Song Yu about his experiences and scared the little girl, Qingling would never let him go.
"Yes, it's just a title, an empty name, an empty name." Ye Shuangbai explained embarrassedly.
Qing Ling withdrew his gaze and looked at Song Yu, but was met with a glare.
His body stiffened slightly, and just as he was about to speak, Song Yu had already looked away.
"I wonder where Miss Song is from?" a charming voice sounded.
Song Yu looked across.
Qingluo slightly opened her red lips, and every frown and smile revealed an unintentional charm.
It moves women.
Song Yu was slightly distracted, then he came to his senses and said, "My family is from the south."
"Are there any other relatives in the family?" Qingluo asked.
Song Yu nodded: "My parents and elders are all here."
Qingluo lowered her eyes, and her thick and straight eyelashes trembled like a feather fan, making people unable to help but peek into the expression behind her eyes.
"That's great. Miss Song is a blessed person. Unlike us, we have a frivolous life and have been lonely since childhood," Qingluo said in a soft tone, with a look that made people feel pity.
But at this point, she changed the subject and said, "But fortunately, I was lucky enough to meet the leader. If it weren't for him, I don't know what situation I would be in now."
Song Yu was deeply moved after hearing this. She leaned forward slightly and looked at Qingluo seriously. "Miss Qingluo has had a difficult life, but she has a strong character. The future will definitely get better and better. Let the hardships of the past go. Don't dwell on the past. We must all look forward."
"Look...forward?" Qingluo was stunned by Song Yu's words.
Song Yu nodded and looked at Qingluo with bright eyes. When she first read the book, she quite liked the character of the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult.
He had a bad life since childhood. His parents died early, and he depended on his brother for survival. Later, they were captured by the leader of the Qingyang Sect at that time and suffered inhuman torture.
In the end, Qingling killed the leader of the Demon Cult with his own strength and took the position of leader himself.
Qingluo also became the saint of the demon cult. As for her brother, he did not survive the torture.
As a woman, what kind of mentality and perseverance should Qingluo have to survive in such an environment and even become an existence that others dare not despise? The hardships she endured can be imagined.
"Yeah," Song Yu nodded. "You are very capable and beautiful. You deserve a brilliant life."
Qingluo didn't know how to react for a moment. Song Yu's reaction was unexpected, and her eyes were full of changing emotions.
In the end, he could only be shocked in his heart. This woman was indeed not simple. She was just about to say that she had a close relationship with Qingling, but Song Yu did not show any concern on his face.
Do they really not care, or are they just pretending too well?
And she never considered that Song Yu was not pretending, nor was he indifferent, but that the two of them were not on the same wavelength.
Qingluo wanted to tell her about her relationship with Qingling, but Song Yu lamented how difficult it was for Qingluo.
However, just because Song Yu didn’t see Qingluo’s thoughts doesn’t mean that others didn’t see them.
"Sir, here are your dishes." The boss personally brought out the food from the kitchen.
Qingling went to hold Song Yu's hand and said, "Ayu, let's eat."
Song Yu calmly freed his hand.
After eating, Song Yu went back to her room to rest. Qingling watched her go back to the room and whispered to Qisha to take people to guard the area around the inn.
Then he looked at Qingluo: "Qingluo, she is not someone you can touch."
Qingluo looked at Qingling with a hurt expression on her face and said, "Master, I have been looking for you every day since your accident. I am very worried that I will never see you again."
Qing Ling ignored the deep affection in her words and only said, "Do what you should do. You are the only saint girl of the Qingyang Sect."
"Master, I don't want to be a saint. Everything I have done over the years is for you." Qingluo was excited and took two steps forward to grab Qingling's sleeve.
Qing Ling brushed her hand away, his eyes filled with coldness: "If you dare to touch her, don't blame me for not cherishing our friendship."