Xie Changhuai's eyes immediately had light and shadows and spring breeze, and he smiled and wrapped her tightly in his arms.

He whispered: "I think your master probably thinks that your appearance is too strong, and he thinks that only the word "Qing Mei" is the most popular to call you!"

"Just his eyes, I really can't be quite satisfied! I suspect he has also read too much in "Chu Ci". He can stop at any page and find the words that appear the most on that page!"

Zhao Chonghuan despised his master who was specializing in cheating his disciples without hesitation.

"Look at the "Chu Ci", it's the book that mentions the most beauties! It's said that the King of Chu is so thin that all the palace ladies starve to death. Even Doctor Qu wrote a poem to express his feelings, but it was not a metaphor for a beauty.

No!"

"Obviously, the old senior also thinks that using beauty frustration and sadness can best arouse the resonance of the King of Chu for him! Otherwise, the King of Chu would not understand it, so what's the use of writing those poems!"

The people behind her couldn't help laughing so hard that their shoulders trembled when they heard her misconception: "Doctor Qu listened to your opinion, he must be moved to jump out of the grave!"

"Do you know?"

She looked at him with a little sadness.

"My master gave me the first book of enlightenment was not "Taishang Ganying Pian", but "Chu Ci"! The thing was filled with rude and rude words, and every word was read to me. I had a headache!

I have to ask the senior brother if I know the words, and the senior brother looks at me with that look——”

She imitated the terrifying look of the elder brother looking at her, "The rotten wood cannot be carved."

"You know that look, tsk tsk, it was simply a nightmare from that time, enough to ravage my young and lonely heart!"

He looked at her imitating other people's expressions and movements vividly, and couldn't help but laugh more and more. He rubbed the back of her head in a doting way, and murmured, "Why is it not me who met you early?"

She smiled and comforted: "My senior brother, he is the nightmare for all our senior brothers on Yanyong Mountain!"

His eyes fixed on her clear and charming face, and the underside of his pupils was a little ignorant of darkness: "In the morning, outside the bamboo forest in the west courtyard, you said that your senior brother had been here, why are you so sure?"

"This-I forgot!"

She raised her hand and slapped her forehead, then took out the small piece of black yellow grass cloth from her arms and handed it to him.

"I accidentally discovered this yellow grass-spun cloth made by the method of gauze later! There was not much fabric, so it was enough to sew a few robes for my master and senior brother!"

"You have made robes for the senior brother?"

His eyes suddenly turned deeper, and the focus of his words fell on the robe she had sewn for the senior brother.

"Yes, except for the master, he is the biggest one. You must not please him!"

She looked for granted.

"But the sewing is not me, it is A Zhao sewn. I don't like needlework! It's eye-consuming! It's better to read a few books!"

He was stunned, paused for a moment, lowered his eyes and pursed his lips and smiled.

"It is because of this yellow grass cloth that I found out that the eldest brother has come to Lin'an Mansion!"

Her slender fingers rolled up the soft fabric, not without worries.

"I don't know if his injury is serious?"

He held her hand: "This is not difficult, I will send someone to Liumen to send you a letter!"

"Okay!" She nodded happily, her eyes rippled, and the reflection was full of him.

"I also forgot to tell you something," he said, "Don't worry about Wei Huai! I have asked Luohe to inform the Wei River and prepare my famous post to pay homage to Sun Shaoqing, and ask him to make some peace. Wei River will take it first

The doctor treats Wei Huai, and it is most important to save his life at present!"

This sentence made her stunned for a moment, and then an indescribable look appeared on Jueli's eyebrows and eyes, and her eyes trembled slightly, and the slender hands that fell on his palm came over and held his slender hand for the first time.

She suddenly covered her eyes and lowered her eyes, stared at his hand, paused for a moment, and then said softly, "Why do I feel that I owe you more than one word thank you, maybe there is a basket!"

The hand she held by her suddenly tightened, and the other hand gently lifted her hidden jaw, and her thumb gently stroked her delicate skin, allowing her to look at him as quiet as if she was not wrong.

The clear waves of the pond.

"I told you this but I don't want you to worry about him! I don't want your word "Thank you!" His voice was mute, like a faint bamboo.

She didn't move, her eyes entangled with him, and she saw herself reflected in his pupils, which was clearer than in the bronze mirror.

Zhao Chonghuan looked at the man in front of her like this and was silent for a long time. Finally, she pursed her lips, pulled down his hand and patted her neck with Yu Wuxia hanging on her neck. She smiled and said, "Okay! Don't say anything."

Thanks!"

However, if one day she needs to repay her life, she will never look around!

He understood her gaze, and his eyes suddenly sank, his eyebrows raised high, his arms wrapped around her with a low voice and his mute power: "I don't allow it!"

Before meeting her, his life goal was very simple, but he just wanted to take away everything from that person. If he could return peace in the world, then he would be willing to sacrifice himself!

But now, he found that he didn't want to sacrifice his life so quickly. He began to be greedy, expectant, and in chaos-

He even wanted to steal more time with her.

Don’t think about the future, don’t entangle hatred, but hope to hold her hand in her palm, and stand in embrace each other, asking about the morning and evening together, and chatting about the years.

Facing the ruthlessness in his tone, she smiled, and her beautiful eyes were curved into eyebrows and moons.

Then she withdrew from his arms, pulled his right hand, spread his palm, and wrote a book with a slender finger, carefully and focused on drawing a word, and finally gently pushed his hand back into a

The fist is like holding a heavy promise.

"I have no body, but this one can agree with you. Please keep it safe and don't lose it!" Her eyes shone like a galaxy, and she said solemnly.

His heart trembled violently. The numb feeling in his palm was obviously an unspeakable commotion, but it finally turned into thunder. An unfathomable black hole was blown up on the top of his heart, instantly wrapping him in, unable to escape from life

sky.

"Okay!" He also silent for a moment before saying.

"Let's go!" she said, "It's not advisable to stay here for a long time!"

He nodded, put on each other's mask again, and then took her hand and walked out of the forest.

"Then why are you rushing to Qingfang Pavilion now? Do you also notice that someone in the Fan Huiniang case seems to be framed by Mrs. Changyi?" he asked.

"You feel so?" She raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Well! Ruzhi and Shengyu also thought so!" he said.

"Actually, not only is this a problem of frame-up, but I feel that Mrs. Changyi and Aunt Jiu should have another secret relationship!"

She said, "Ask Qingxuan's maid, Spring Equinox, that after she met with Aunt Jiu last night, the latter's mood became very strange! It is said that she was very nervous after going back and kept writing the word "jiu" in front of several cases!"

"What does Ji? mean?"

Xie Changhuai also felt a little strange, "Ask good or bad? Are you divinating? Why does the word "good" make her nervous?"

"Maybe what they said is indeed the hexagram! But I don't know which hexagram is?"

Zhao Chonghuan pondered for a moment, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he hurriedly said, "Fan Huiniang's maid also mentioned that she was chanting three words when she went back last night, giving birth!"

"I thought it was Mrs. Changyi who thanked her for help, and then talked about her offspring casually, because Fan Huiniang had nowhere to do anything, which made her sad! But now I am the same as you think, maybe what she and she are saying is

About the fiftieth hexagram in the "Book of Changes"!"

"The fiftieth hexagram is the Ding hexagram, which is indeed auspicious hexagram!" He also nodded.

"This hexagram is under the wood and above the fire, which means reforming the old and innovating! The most important thing is the hexagram words in it-" She paused with bright starry eyes.

"If the tripod is over, will it be better to get the concubine to give her son, and there is no fault." He took over her unfinished words.

She smiled, her eyes circulated and said, "Young Master not only meditated on Zen, but also understood these techniques and numerology! I was so respectful and respectful!"

He tightened her little hand in his palm, glanced at her and said, "Naughty!"

She shook her hand: "Let's go and talk to your cousin, Brother Wei San! "

The two of them found an inconspicuous corner and walked out of the forest one after another.

In the distance, above the high painting building in Qingfang Pavilion, a slender figure looking down at the railings left him in the shadow of the window on one side, staring at the two people who were carrying each other.

The closer the person came, her eyes gradually became colder. She was clearly facing the spring in March, but a coldness of a cold winter night oozed out throughout her body.

A few moments.

Snow branches came hurried downstairs.

"Madam, Mr. Wei San and that Brother Zhao are here! I have already reported to the fourth master and Mr. Jiang, and they are talking! Let me come up and ask my wife to go down and have a cup of tea together!"

Luo Yunqin did not respond for a moment. Xuezhi thought she was sleeping in the sunshine, so she hurried to the window and called out again.

But as soon as she approached, she found that Luo Yunqin was staring at Yaomiao Kongmeng's distance, and couldn't help but smile.

"Madam, I thought you were tired and fell asleep!"

Luo Yunqin narrowed her eyes slightly, and she suddenly turned her head like she woke up from a dream.

"What's the matter?" She was a little weak in her voice.

Xuezhi said: "It was the third young master who brought the Zhao Xiaochao! He said he had something to ask his wife for advice!"

Luo Yunqin was speechless for a moment, and after a moment of silence, she slowly stood up.

Xuezhi saw that her expression was faintly vaguely and indifferent, as if she was unintentional in everything, she couldn't help but be surprised-

On weekdays, no matter whether it is the third or fourth son, it is rare to come to Pingzhang Mansion once, Luo Yunqin would always arrange for him happily.
To be continued...