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Chapter 81

The Indissoluble Resistance

At noon, they said goodbye to all the incense masters of Xiao Qinhuai. They were going to deal with internal affairs in Jiankang City and looking for the lost incense masters. Yin'er was extremely happy to learn that Xiao Qinhuai was interested in inviting him to join the association. He finished reading the "Complete Works of Dongpo" within half a day. Shengnan seemed to have gone to the branch of the Hongao Village to discuss matters. He was bored and wandered around. For some reason, his steps were still stopped outside the Qin Mansion.

I still remember a coincidence with Qin Chuanyu a month ago. No one left such a deep impression on himself at a glance, and told him at a glance that he seemed to be a man who was so melancholy that he could destroy himself...

A voice appeared in my heart again: Master, should I love Lin Qian in the past or the current one? My brother loves the first beauty, and my younger brother married his wife, but does Yuchi Xue love him? Otherwise, try her?

Qin Mansion.

Yuchi Xue was dressing up in the mirror, and she tied her bun, and her mature face looked even more charming and bright. Fu Feng was watching, and the master and servant looked worried on her face.

The wind blew outside the door and the window kept ringing. Yuchi Xue whispered: "Fufeng, are you cold? It's late autumn, add some clothes..." Fufeng shook his head: "Miss, Qin Chuanyu... I haven't seen you for a long time..."

Yuchi Xue sighed: "He is so busy, forget it... and recently, the master seems to have to take a concubine, so the master should be able to take care of some things."

Fu Feng pouted: "That kind of old pervert, and he still takes a concubine. Qin Chuanyu must be such a person!"

Yuchi Xue smiled bitterly: "It is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. Mr. Qin is very nice to his wife. Although the young master's surname is Lin, he treats him as if he is his own." She suddenly trembled. Seeing that she was cold, Fufeng immediately closed the window. Suddenly a purple shadow passed through the window. Fufeng thought he was dazzled and closed the window in a daze. Then he found that there was indeed one more person in the room.

Fu Feng was stunned and hurried to protect the lady: "Who are you? What do you want to do?!"

This woman in purple has big flashing eyes, long eyelashes, pink face, and confident appearance. She seems to have seen it somewhere... Not bad, she accidentally hit Feng Xiaoyin who broke into the backyard of Yuchi Mansion.

"I know, the girl has Fu Qianqiu in her heart."

She was straight to the point, and both the master and servant were shocked, Fu Feng showed joy, while Yuchi Xue was mixed with joy: "What is the girl?"

"All the following is a woman who is exploring the world... a female thief, nicknamed Feng Xiaoyin."

Yuchi Xue was nervous: "Miss Feng, how are Qianqiu doing recently?"

Feng Xiaoyin smiled: "I just want to say something to Miss Yuchi. If you really like someone, you should be more bold and proactive. Like the heroine of "Zhicheng and Zhang", you should control your own destiny. Miss Yuchi is well-educated and well-reasoned, but a difference in thought may harm you for the rest of your life. You should fight for many things yourself instead of sitting here."

Fufeng sighed: "Miss, no one can be as free as you women in the world. Maybe they will be bound by ethics for the rest of their lives..."

Yuchi Xue whispered: "What is the intention of the girl? Why did she instigate me to find Qianqiu?"

Feng Xiaoyin smiled: "A few days ago, my senior brother and I accidentally broke into the mansion. Fortunately, I got help from Miss Yuchi. In fact, today I am here to thank me. I also want to advise Miss Yuchi not to be so weak and submit to others." She got up, opened the door and left, coming and going in a hurry.

Yuchi Xue collapsed on the chair, and Fufeng knelt beside her: "Miss, tell Master Qin..."

Yuchi Xue sighed and shook her head.

A sunset spreads into the water.

Qin Chuanyu stood by the river bank and saw the shadow of Feng Xiaoyin suddenly appear beside him. He was slightly stunned and felt very harmonious. The water was blood-red, with a rippling wave, and a depressed side.

A smile appeared on his lips: "If you don't return the book, I will want you."

Yin'er was stunned and quickly took out the complete collection of Dongpo, and gave it to him: "Give it back to you."

Qin Chuanyu took the book and said, "Which poem do you like most about Dongpo's poems?"

Yin'er was not distracted: "It is true that "Nian Nujiao, Chibi Nostalgia"." Chuan Yu smiled: "This poem is indeed a typical example of boldness."

"The waves wash away all the eternal heroes. History is so desolate. People live in a lifetime and create a brilliant achievement, they will eventually pass by the wind."

"Time can dim a person, but it cannot destroy his reputation. When the sand is washed away, the most exquisite sand is settled." Chuan Yu refuted her softly.

Yin'er glanced at him and frowned. Perhaps, the finer the sand is, the silent it becomes.

Qin Chuanyu said: "The rocks penetrate the sky, and the waves hit the shore. The two sentences are also magnificent and grand." Yin'er said: "The word '未' does have the momentum of rocks breaking the sky, but I think the word '未' is not as good as the word '未'."

Chuan Yu was stunned: "No matter how big the wave is, it is difficult to break the shore."

Somehow, Yin'er felt that there was another meaning in his words, and he continued: "When I was practicing the Death Knife, I imagined that the knife in my hand could have the momentum of breaking the shore, but it was always futile."

Yin'er felt a sense of desolation: "I'm sorry."

When she stood beside Qin Chuanyu, she suddenly felt that she had done something wrong. She shouldn't have given the knife to Shengnan, but she should have given it to him. But when she stood beside Shengnan, would she also reverse her thoughts? Why are two people taking responsibility for a pair of swords?

But now, even though there is no conflict, she still feels uncomfortable.

The sky is getting darker, the clear corners are blowing cold, the tide hits the river bank, and the old moon climbs over the wall...

Chuan Yu turned his head, and in the dusk, his face occupied his sight and heart: "You look very much like my fiancée, do you know, Lin Nianxi, she used to be my fiancée, but unfortunately you were Mr. Ji Jing's apprentice, you are not her, she has the smell of wood hibiscus flowers... But now, she is not mine."

His quiet words in the dusk made her heart tight at all times, and she had the urge to cry and commit suicide. He lost everything, without hatred, regret, and regret, but it made her heart hurt.

So when I woke up the next morning, I pulled up my messy hair and thought about him.

Yin'er looked at the wrinkled quilt and felt very heavy. Was she fascinated by him? His appearance, his eloquence, or his loneliness and pain?

Only after continuing to sleep, her hair became more and more messy, and her head became more and more swollen. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Yin'er was upset and opened the door with her almost exploded hair. She and the person who came were shocked by the other person's appearance. The person who came was Shen Yan, but he disguised himself as a very crappy businessman. The two of them stood at the door, pointing at each other and laughed nonstop.

"Senior Brother, I just left yesterday, and I'm back today!" Yin'er was actually very happy.

Shen Yan dragged her downstairs for lunch: "I can't worry about you, I'm terrified of doing things." Shen Yan said, while picking up a piece of chicken for her, while Yin'er picked up a piece of chicken ass for him: "Young brother is so nice."

"You just repay me like this!" Chen Yan was so angry that he squeezed it out. Yin'er smiled and said, "I have always been frivolous in my work. I can't remember which senior brother likes to eat chicken butts." Chen Yan was furious: "Remember, the chicken head is always mine!" "No, no, I want it too!" The senior brother and sister started fighting, and Shengnan smiled and watched the two naughty boys fight.

Suddenly, a sound of flute came from the attic in the distance.

Shengnan, Chen Yan, Yin'er and the other two looked into the distance as if they were listening to the fairy music.

Can't see clearly.

The towering pavilions in the distance have become the place everyone yearned for. Passers-by have stopped: "When will a flute blower come to Jiankang City?"

Chen Yan said oh, "I know who that is!"

"who?"

Chen Yan said: "Ye Wenzhao, the sister of Senior Brother Wenxuan, who is so ecstatic in the world today? It is said that a few days ago, she had a fight with her parents and was placed under house arrest in Jiankang."

Yin'er shook her head: "The Ye family is really strange. Brothers are different, father and son break up. Now the daughter is the same. Family education is not good..." Shengnan smiled: "It's not just for the sake of being in charge of war and being in charge of peace. Ye Shi is in charge of war, and Ye Lian is in charge of peace, so naturally he is in charge of war. Ye Wenzhao and Ye Wenxuan are in charge of war, so he breaks with his father. It is said that the court wants to marry a princess to Ye Wenxuan, and it seems that he is more inclined to fight?"

"That must be a rumor." Yin'er said, "It's right that the Ye family is a wealthy family, but it's unlikely to marry into the royal family! Ye Shi has been demoted all the time, ups and downs, and was demoted a few months ago. Ye Lian naturally needs to be implicated. At this time, what princess will the court marry?"

"You can't think too simple, the Ye family is valuable to the court." Chen Yandao.
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