The Harem Rescue Project

Xiao Lanle's eyes are always clear and full of aura. At this moment, it is condensed like a haze and it is impenetrable, and the line of sight falling on her has a depressive blackness.

Sister Xiao, she won't get sick again, right?

Lin Qianshuang stepped into the threshold a little nervously, put the steaming soup in his hand on the table, and stepped back guardingly to keep a certain distance from Xiao Lanle.

There was a smile on her face, and she said kindly:

"Junior sister, the sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus round soup you want, eat it while it's hot."

Xiao Lanle glanced at Yuan Zigeng on the table, pursed her lips, walked around the table, and walked towards the woman in front of her who was smiling full of her.

Lin Qianshuang grasped the sword under the sleeve tightly. The previous few times it was her negligence. If Xiao Lanle was going to plot against her this time, then she was sure to hit Xiao Lanle on the back of the neck with her elbow before that, and then she would Stunned.

The cold night breeze poured into the garments, and the slight weight on the shoulders fell off and disappeared.

Lin Qianshuang was taken aback, his tense nerves relaxed, the hands under his sleeves let go, and the smile on his face was warm.

Xiao Lanle forcibly tore off the cloak that Lin Qianshuang was wearing and wrapped it on her body, snorted provocatively at her, and sat back in the seat casually.

She picked up a pen and dipped a little ink on the inkstone to write on the booklet, her lips curled coldly, her pen strength suddenly became too strong, and the ink smeared most of the paper when the pen tip was twisted.

Xiao Lanle irritably tore down the page and crumpled it into a ball and threw it at the feet of Lin Qianshuang, completely ignored her, and continued to copy a few lines again.

Both of them were speechless, and said nothing about Liang Jingxuan's actions just now, as if he had never appeared in the library.

Lin Qianshuang found a corner to sit down. She was specially instructed by Qingyun real person to accompany Xiao Lanle in the Cangshu Pavilion and supervise her punishment, so she didn't want to leave at will.

Taking advantage of her free time, she took the Hanchanqin out of the jade slip from the storage and placed it horizontally on her leg.

The thin silver strings on the piano surface floated with a faint aura, as if feeling her touch, Yin Guang climbed up to her finger and nudged it playfully.

Xuan Luo's sleeping soul was sealed in it, and the soul would remain immortal if the aura did not dissipate. If the aura reunites in the epiphany pattern at the end of the piano, and the soul reunites, it will be reborn.

Lin Qianshuang specifically asked the system, Hanchanqin is a soul-raising container specially arranged by the Demon Emperor Xuan Luoqing, and to unlock the Demon Emperor's task, Xuan Luo must be brought back to life later.

But once the soul is reunited, there will be no memory.

Only when Xuan Luowan's memory is awakened and she is willing to return to Xuan Luoqing's body, the two can be combined into one, so that the Demon King's raiders and rescue mission can be completely launched.

Lin Qianshuang dripped a drop of blood into the chilling piano, and the piano body lit up along the fringe in an instant, and the light ball rose from the piano wire, and then extinguished in the palm of her hand touching the piano face.

The hand stroked the strings like a magic, and the memories flowed through my mind like a lantern.

That was the emotion conveyed by Xuan Luowan's soul fragments, which indirectly affected her emotions.

In the end, Lin Qianshuang didn't know what he was playing, but felt a little bored, and the frequency of playing the piano was getting faster and faster, until he was caught by a warm hand.

"Stop playing, Senior Sister Lin, you have affected me."

Her wrist was grabbed, and the light dancing on the piano surface disappeared in a moment.

Lin Qianshuang recovered from his thoughts, Xiao Lanle didn't know when to leave the table and sat beside her.

Her pale pink lips pursed, her beautiful eyes stared at her angrily as if she was offended, and firmly clasped her hand on the piano surface.

Xiao Lanle only copied the door rules sixty times, and was interrupted by Qin Yin. She was annoyed and was about to scold her. After hearing the Qin's rhythm, she swallowed all the words back into her throat at a moment, her eyes shyly. Surprised to look at the person playing the piano.

This empty and melancholic lingering tune is very famous in the mortal world. It is rumored to be a man's courtship song, and the poems are also hung on the wall of the library.

She can even sing a few words with the piano tune.

There is beauty, and I will never forget it.

If you don't see Xi in a day, you will think like crazy.

Feng Fei soars, seeking phoenix from all corners of the world.

...

The name of this song is "Feng Qiu Huang".

Xiao Lan listened to the tone intently, and unknowingly dropped the love poem under her pen. Compared with the previous door rules, the calligraphy of the brush at this moment is much more unrestrained, lively and bold, but introverted and rushed when returning. Her heart is also a little bit shy and uneasy.

She turned her head slightly, Senior Sister Lin was sitting in the corner facing her and playing quietly. The music was very ethereal and could not be heard from the library, and only she could hear it.

And the affection contained in the song, as long as it is a normal person, you can hear what it means to express.

When Xiao Lanle closed her pen, she wanted to throw away that page of poems, but her heart moved slightly, she couldn't help tearing it down, folding it up, and hiding it in her sleeves.

Lin Qianshuang looked towards Xiao Lanle in front of him without knowing it. Suddenly he thought that he was making noises while playing the piano. He smiled apologetically and said a little embarrassed: "Sister Xiao, I look at the moonlight just right. It’s been a long time since I’ve been learning the piano and I couldn’t help playing a song. In other words, have you copied it a hundred times? Do you need me to help you?

Looking at Lin Qianshuang's smile, Xiao Lanle's face burned for a moment, and her heart thumped for some reason.

Yes, the moonlight is indeed just right tonight, and they happen to be two separate people.

She suddenly turned around.

Sister Lin took advantage of her quarrel with Senior Brother Liang and deliberately played this song "Feng Qiuhuang" to disturb her mind.

Is she really admiring herself, or does she have other plans.

Xiao Lanle's eyelashes trembled, and her clear eyes were slightly silent. The relationship between Senior Sister Lin and Senior Brother Chen was ambiguous, and even more connected with Senior Brother Liang, she told her about her affection...

Could it be that Sister Lin wanted to eat all men and women, and wanted to enjoy the blessing of the same people.

Lin Qianshuang didn't get Xiao Lanle's response for a long time, but the other party looked at her with silky scrutiny.

"Sister Lin, are you like this to everyone..."

Xiao Lanle muttered in a low voice, letting go of Lin Qianshuang's wrist. Her heart was a little bit astringent, worse than when she heard the love words that betrayed her by Senior Brother Liang.

Lin Qianshuang saw that Xiao Lanle said something that made her a little bit ignorant. She should have been thinking about it again. She quickly said, "Sister Xiao, if you have anything you want to say to me, just tell me directly. It’s not necessary. The words are concealed, we are the same teachers and sisters, and under the same roof, we should help each other to understand each other."

Xiao Lanle frowned her brows, her blushing cheeks gritted her teeth at Lin Qianshuang with a trace of anger and said,

"Yes, we are just the same teacher and sister. Senior Sister Lin is still a slutty woman who wants to take away her fiancé. How could I feel that the moment you played the piano just now..."

Lin Qianshuang ignored the two words of deprivation of fiance and debauchery, and immediately caught something. Chao Xiao Lanle hurriedly pursued and asked, "What happened when I played the piano?"

Xiao Lanle swallowed the very heart-warming words back to her throat, glaring at Lin Qianshuang, seeing her dazed expression, and sitting back in the seat with anger.

She picked up the pen and couldn't calm down. The ink on the tip of the pen did not fall, but the booklet was stained with ink stains and was about to be torn off again.

Lin Qianshuang angered Xiao Lanle again invisibly. She thought about it for a while but couldn't find the reason.

A few more crumpled paper **** were thrown from the table to her feet.

Lin Qianshuang picked up the paper ball, there was nothing on it, not even a word, only large swaths of ink.

Sister Xiao's state is not right, how can she finish copying in three days like this.

Thinking about it, Lin Qianshuang walked to the opposite side of the table and sat down, looking worried at the opposite person.

Xiao Lanyue's thoughts were chaotic, and her always graceful handwriting was crooked, unable to calm her mind.

A hand stretched over and took a few of the stacks of books in front of her.

"Sister Xiao, I'll help you copy together, otherwise you won't be able to finish copying."

A clear and beautiful female voice came from above.

Xiao Lanle's eyes stopped at one point, and she stared at Lin Qianshuang's arms stretched out and retracted without blinking.

The hand is very slender, the fingers are clean and round, and the skin is wrapped in the joints and the lines are smooth and beautiful.

She was in a daze. On the dark side of the faint memory, there seemed to be such a hand. She stroked it and pressed it firmly on the ground. The touch was like a good warm jade. At the time, she felt that she had picked up a treasure, and she admired it. The delicate hands and feet of life make her pleasing to the eye.

Xiao Lanle's brain was a bit tingling. She knew she was ill, and these images should have been created by someone else.

This is a terrible thing, her heart demon seems to have done things that disdain her against her will.

True person Tianshu said that she exists in her heart and is her demon, but that is also her.

As long as she is diligent to discern and stay awake, in time, the memory of the inner demon can also be seen through.

Xiao Lanle pursed her lower lip. She chanted a few cleansing spells that suppressed her mind. She looked at the woman who was helping her punish her and couldn't help but calm down and concentrate.

The small print on the reprint is looming in the candlelight.

After Lin Qianshuang copied it twenty times, she felt dizzy. She yawned a little sleepily. She straightened up again and continued to copy.

Xiao Lanle looked at Lin Qianshuang's sleepy eyes. She thought of the missing memory in the day. It is said that Senior Sister Lin and Senior Brother Chen rescued her, but she knew nothing.

Sister Lin surrendered to the King of Lingbao with her foundation cultivation, so she must be very tired now.

Xiao Lanle thought for a while, and said, "Sister Lin, you go to bed first. This is my punishment. You don't need to work so hard."

Lin Qianshuang listened to Xiao Lanle's words, exhaustion rushed up, her eyes were a bit unable to open, she pushed aside the seat, walked to the soft collapse in front of the window, and lay down on her head, her brain dizzy. Shen closed his eyes.

Xiao Lanle watched Lin Qianshuang fall asleep on the slack, and moved her eyes to a bowl of sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus jelly on the table.

She suddenly felt a little hungry, picked up the bowl and ate it one bite at a time. After eating, she suddenly felt that something was missing.

Xiao Lanle spooned the soup with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in the bowl, and her eyes were slightly startled. This bowl of Yuanzi Geng was made by Senior Sister Lin herself. It was just a little bit missing, the fairy fruit pulp.

She remembered that Senior Sister Lin made her a table of dishes, and she tasted the fairy fruit in the green vegetable meatball soup, and then the next memory was blank.

When she was sober, she had already returned to the house of Xiaoyao Dongfu.

In the video she saw when she had a headache, there seemed to be a jade on the neck of the person who was persecuted by the heart demon.

And Senior Sister Lin's arm overlapped with the arm in the video, as if she had touched it.

An absurd idea arose in my heart.

Xiao Lanle put the bowl down, and walked to the front of the collapse. She stared at Lin Qianshuang’s sleeping quiet face, stretched out her hand and touched her neck, there seemed to be a hard object under the cloth on her chest, but The neckline is too tight, she can't take it out.

Xiao Lanle hesitated for a moment, put her hand on her waist and gently pulled the belt away, and found the buckle on her loose coat, ready to untie them one by one.

"Sister Xiao, what are you doing?"

The sudden female voice frightened Xiao Lanle.

Xiao Lanle wanted to retreat, but fell back unsteadily.

Lin Qianshuang opened his eyes in a daze and saw that Xiao Lanle was about to land on the back of her head in a panic, and quickly got up to help her waist, but was frightened by Xiao Lanle and pulled it back again.

The two fell suddenly.

Xiao Lanle was nervous, closed her eyes and pulled at Lin Qianshuang's skirt. The whole buckle broke in an instant, revealing a large piece of skin.

And her lips also hit the person under her body at this moment.

Lin Qianshuang was so frightened by Xiao Lanle's magnified charming face, she quickly turned her head away.

A loud pop sounded on his cheeks.

Xiao Lanle opened her eyes in shock. Her lips were close to Sister Lin’s cheeks, while one hand was pulling on the other's shirt, and the other was wrapped around the large area of ​​skin exposed by her. She wants to be frivolous.

Lin Qianshuang still wondered if Xiao Lanle was sick again, and was about to knock her out, when suddenly the person on her body was like a frightened rabbit crawling away from her.

Xiao Lanle looked at Lin Qianshuang's torn clothes at a loss, her face was flushed nervously, and she said intermittently: "Sister Lin, I, I didn't mean it. I just want to see if you are asleep, it's you. Scared me."

What did Junior Sister Xiao do in the middle of the night?

Lin Qianshuang just woke up, her mind was still a little confused, she suddenly understood something when she saw Xiao Lanle's expression.

She sat up from the collapse, took out the bedding and pillows from the storage jade slips, and laid the bed on the ground.

Lin Qianshuang became a little sleepy, yawned at Xiao Lanle, and said in a daze, "Junior sister, you are going to sleep, right? You should leave it to you for the soft floor. You must not be used to sleeping on the hard floor. . I slept, so go to sleep."

Xiao Lanle watched Lin Qianshuang fall to the ground softly and fell asleep, but the shyness and panic on his face couldn't fade away for a while.

She lay on her back in panic, and she would look suspicious if she didn't sleep at this time.