The faint moonlight has not yet dissipated from the sky, and the morning fog is thickly covering Cuiyun Peak. On a flat green lawn, there is a figure of a woman in white dancing a sword in the fog.
The silver sword in white clothes, the light of the sword is like weaving people, and the silver hairpin ties up the ink-like hair. On the delicate face, there is a pair of clear and bright eyes, especially when she draws the sword with concentration, she is so focused that everything in the world is in a trance.
It doesn't exist at all.
The sword light roared through the thick mist, sometimes gently, like water in a stream, sometimes fast, like the waves of the sea. From time to time, the woman made a coquettish sound, and the sword light danced faster and faster.
"Little junior sister, your swordsmanship has improved so fast! I'm almost catching up with my senior brother in swordsmanship." A young man with a handsome face smiled while stroking his hands.
The young man was also dressed in white, and seemed to blend into the morning mist. He stared at the woman with affectionate eyes, and anyone could see his affection for her.
The woman's figure stopped, and the sword flashed back into its sheath. When she saw her senior brother, she couldn't help but smile: "Senior Brother Zhang is too complimentary. Senior Brother Zhang is the master's most proud disciple, and this little girl can never compare to him."
"Junior sister is too modest. Today, a new disciple gave me two boxes of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. I heard that they taste very good. I wonder if junior sister is interested in tasting the cakes together?" the young man asked with a smile, with a look in his eyes.
Have a burning desire.
The woman pursed her lips and smiled, feeling very grateful to Senior Brother Zhang. Ever since she lost her memory, this Senior Brother had treated her like a biological sister, even better than a biological sister.
People's hearts are always full of flesh. Over the past few months, Liu Qing has been grateful to Zhang Hen, and her affection for Zhang Hen has been increasing day by day. However, in the deepest part of her heart, she is always thinking about a man whose face she can't see clearly.
"Okay, since senior brother sincerely invites me, you're welcome." Liu Qing smiled and walked out of the practice area. At this time, a maid had already brought tea.
"Miss Liu, Mr. Zhang, please have tea." The maid bowed and said.
"You, go down and guard the entrance. Don't let anyone disturb the two of us enjoying the cake."
Zhang Hen raised his eyebrows and said coldly. Liu Qing nodded to the woman in good faith, and the woman said to leave.
About an hour later, the mist on Cuiyun Peak began to gradually dissipate, and several plates of expensive pastries were placed on the marble-carved stone table.
The cakes had a faint fragrance, and the two of them laughed and talked about the cakes.
Zhang Hen's eyes never left Liu Qing's face. He tasted the cake absently, but in fact he was savoring the woman in front of him.
"Master's amnesia grass is indeed long-lasting. It's been several months, and Liu Qing still can't remember anything that happened before. Damn Long Ao, you don't deserve Liu Qing at all. If you fight with me, you will never be able to compete with me.
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Zhang Hen looked at Liu Qing and thought of Long Ao from time to time. Once he thought of Long Ao, his heart was filled with rage and overwhelming jealousy.
"Little sister, senior brother has a problem recently that I still can't figure out. Alas, this problem bothers me and I still can't sleep!"
Zhang Hen sighed, narrowing his eyes with a wry smile.
Liu Qing immediately showed concern on her face, "Senior brother, I don't know what problem is troubling you. Tell me so that my junior sister can share some of it with you."
Zhang Hen continued to lament, but he felt happy in his heart. After a few months, he had regained enough favor in Liu Qing's heart, and it was time to confess his love. He wanted to make it clear a few times, but
Zhang Hen had a lot of worries, fearing that he would be rejected by Liu Qing.
When Liu Qing continued to ask, Zhang Hen said leisurely: "I am trapped in love! A few months ago, I fell in love with a girl. When I saw her, I knew she was the person I would follow for life. However, several
Months have passed, and I still dare not confess to her, for fear of losing her care. Hey, how can one be so unbearable as a human being?"
Liu Qing suddenly smiled. It turned out that the senior brother was trapped by love, and the face of the third senior sister suddenly appeared in his mind. These days, senior brother Zhang and the third senior sister often chatted together. Presumably the person he admired was the third senior sister!
When Zhang Hen saw Liu Qing smiling, he felt happy: "Little junior sister, what do you think I should do? Should I confess bravely, or should I continue to wait for the opportunity?"
Liu Qing supported her chin with one hand and blinked her clear eyes. In her mind, she recalled the look of Third Senior Sister and Senior Brother Zhang together. From the look in Third Senior Sister's eyes, she should be in love with Senior Brother Zhang!
Thinking of this, Liu Qing immediately had an idea in her mind. Seeing Zhang Hen looking at her eagerly, she couldn't help but smile: "Brother, aren't you very courageous? Since you have decided to love, why should you avoid it? I think
The time has come, you should bravely speak out what is on your mind, then you will act like a man!"
"Haha!" Zhang Hen laughed loudly, then covered his mouth and snickered sinisterly. It turned out that Liu Qing was looking forward to his confession, which was really great.
"Long Ao, Long Ao, Liu Qing has finally fallen in love with me. Her heart is already with me. You can't take her away." Zhang Hen thought happily.
Liu Qing suddenly thought of herself and felt extremely pitiful. She didn't know why she lost her memory, but her master told herself that she was abandoned by a man who almost killed her. If the master hadn't arrived in time, she might have been killed by that man.
The cruel man killed him.
"Who is it? Why are you so cruel?" Every time before Liu Qing fell asleep, she would begin to hate the person who took away her virginity. Sometimes she would cry with hatred, feeling extremely aggrieved.
"Qing'er, I like you." Zhang Hen blushed and plucked up the courage to say.
"ah!"
Liu Qing's face showed a dull look, and she couldn't believe that the senior brother was not confessing his love to the third senior sister, but to himself.
"Senior brother, are you simulating a confession?" Liu Qing asked in a voiceless voice.
Zhang Hen was stunned, thinking that Liu Qing disliked him for not being bold enough, so he quickly continued: "Qing'er, I really like you. Your figure has been deeply reflected in my heart. I miss you when I eat and practice.
I miss you before I go to bed, and you are everywhere in my dreams. Please, promise me! Be my lover!"
Zhang Hen was so excited that he grabbed Liu Qing's little hand with both hands.
"Ah, no!"
Liu Qing screamed and backed away in panic. Seeing that Zhang Hen was extremely excited, she quickly ran away, screaming in her heart.
Zhang Hen saw Liu Qing's shy expression and felt happy, "Junior sister, don't run away, this is your home. Please consider my words carefully, I will wait for you here."
Liu Qing was extremely panicked, and her brain was in chaos. She hid in the room, her brain suddenly became dizzy, and then she lay down on the bed and fell asleep.