Cihang Mountain. Purple Bamboo Forest. Thinking of Luo Xin here, a smile suddenly appeared on her face, and she said proudly: "Little Shitou recognized me again, and Zixuan fortunately died two years ago, and I will be alone from now on."
I have the little stone all to myself..."
"Luo Xin, what are you thinking about? Are you still calling my name?" Ding Yi, who came to Zizhulin to ask if anyone else knew about Luo Xin's fire, came to the house and flashed with a dead wood cane.
As he walked around, he happened to hear Luo Xin's last three words "little stone" and started talking to him casually.
Luo Xin came back from her trance and looked around. When she saw Ding Yi, she immediately jumped up to him with joy. The little bird clung to Ding Yi's arms and murmured softly: "Little Shitou, I was thinking that we were together."
The wonderful time I spent in Dugu Villa was the happiest day in my life. You and I lived worriedly together all day long. You drew divination and understood the meaning of hexagrams every day, and I could be with you every day.
The left and right..."
"Yes, it was such a beautiful time that people can't help but recall and yearn for. But Zixuan was still here at that time, but now, it's just you and me! Alas..." Ding Yi gently touched Luo Xin Guangrun with his right hand
The supple show looked blankly into the distance with a solemn expression, and she was in a trance for a while.
Luo Xin, who was as docile as a little sheep, raised her head like a little kangaroo. Her eyes as bright as the bright moon hidden under her long eyelashes were silently looking at Ding Yi. A hint of worry and melancholy appeared in the depths of her pupils, and she was secretly jealous.
Jin said: "Why do I feel that the little stone is by my side, but his heart is far away from me? Does he still love the dead Zixuan?"
Ding Yi put the dead wood crutch aside, caressed Luo Xin's head with his right hand, and gently placed his left hand on Luo Xin Ruhe's neck with all kinds of care. The soft feeling touched his heart, but his thoughts flew to the time he had with him two years ago.
Scenes of Zixuan's encounter and acquaintance kept popping up in his mind, and his emotions came and went. He secretly blamed himself: "Why didn't I understand Zixuan at that time? Why? If I were given a chance to do it again, I would definitely not know that.
The Li Zhi Qi Gua that made me lose everything and even caused Zixuan to die."
Ding Yi recalled that when he agreed to Zixuan's request for fortune telling, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. It seemed that everything was destined, and his thoughts were brought back to two years ago unconsciously.
Two years ago, Ding Yi became famous all over the world in the name of Tianji, attracting visits from princes and nobles. His status rose to the top for a time and he became a man of influence even the emperor of the dynasty was afraid of.
Dugu Villa. Zixuan used a trick to get Ding Yi to agree to her request. When she ran back excitedly, her eyes met Luo Xin's cold expression, her body suddenly froze, her heart felt cold, and her joy dissipated.
At this time, Ding Yi had already walked over, and the sullen look on Luo Xin's face melted instantly like ice meeting the scorching sun. She rushed forward eagerly, hugged Ding Yi tightly, but buried her head deeply in her arms.
Inside, a few strands of silk floated into Ding Yiyi's robe. Her bright black eyes looked at Zixuan, with a coldness as cold as the polar frost in her eyes, which seemed to tell her that Ding Yi is mine, and you can't even try to snatch it away.
Walk.
Zixuan's beautiful eyebrows were tightly knitted like withered flowers, and her fingers loosened and tightened angrily. After lingering for a moment, her beautiful eyes suddenly turned several times, a sly smile appeared on her lips, and her hands were placed on her lower back.
, deliberately puffed up his proud chest and said: "Tianji, remember to come tonight, I'll wait for you..."
The last word "yo" was said in a special way, which made people feel more tired than eating dozens of kilograms of honey. Luo Xin's face turned pale. The sky was clear just a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, it was covered with dark clouds, and she looked extremely unhappy.
When Ding Yi heard this, he looked slightly stunned and said, "Miss Zixuan, didn't you say you'd go there then? Why did it happen tonight?"
"Tonight is the time! It's best that as few people know about that kind of thing, the better!" Zixuan also deliberately emphasized the word "that kind of thing". As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to feel that it was a bit too much.
Her cheeks suddenly turned red with a girlish blush. She didn't dare to look directly into Ding Yi's eyes, and lowered her head silently.
Ding Yi was only thinking that Zixuan was trying to tell marriage fortunes. Girls are shy, so of course they didn’t want more people to know, so he vowed: "Okay! I won’t let anyone know about that kind of thing!"
When the words 'that kind of thing' were heard in Luo Xin's ears, erotic pictures that she had accidentally seen in the market immediately came to mind. Her heart was pounding, and then the dark clouds on her face were added.
Thunder and lightning flashed, hatred and anger became entangled, and the vicious thoughts were fully formed. She bitterly thought to herself: "Zixuan, this vixen, actually snatched away the beloved little stone that my childhood sweetheart grew up like! Humph!
Vixen, let me make you proud now. When the time comes, I must show you the color and let you understand that the little stone only belongs to me!"
Zixuan caught a glimpse of Luo Xin's extremely ugly expression, and suddenly felt like she had won a great victory. She felt joyful in her heart, and then she said to Ding: "Tianji, see you tonight! I'll leave first!" After saying this, Zixuan felt in her heart
The deer bumped into each other again, not daring to look at Ding Yi one more time, and turned around and left in a hurry.
At this time, Dugu Han, who had been having trouble sleeping and eating since meeting Zixuan that day, heard that Zixuan had returned from rescuing his father and ran directly to Dugu Villa to thank Ding Yi, regardless of the fact that he had to pay a visit to General Nanxiong, the grandson of General Nanfeng today.
And he hurriedly chased her to Dugu Villa. When he came, he was full of joy and wanted to show his courtesy. Who knew that he saw Zixuan running towards her and called her several times in a hurry, but there was no response. He thought he was being bullied.
Duguhan looked back in the direction where Zixuan ran, and happened to see Ding Yi. His body froze, his eyes shot out with a cold look, and his expression flashed unconsciously. Then he seemed to have some realization, and he folded the sleeves of his robe with his right hand.
The dark red bun was fluttering in the wind. He took three steps forward and said respectfully: "Princess, Tianji, Duguhan has taken the liberty to visit you on the order of his father to inquire whether you have the habit of living there. If there is any disturbance to your Qing Dynasty,
, please forgive me!" Li Fengying, who followed Duguhan, also saluted Tianji and Luo Xin.
When Ding saw Duguhan coming, he hurriedly opened Luo Xin's hands, raised his sleeves, and politely replied: "Thank you, Duke Zhen, for your concern! Everything is fine with me!" As he spoke, Dingyi looked at Duguhan's appearance and looked disrespectful to God.
, raised his brows, and the pride in his heart was suddenly stimulated, but because of Luo Xin's presence, he couldn't bear it.
"Young Master Dugu, Butler Li, there is no need to be polite!" Luo Xin's delicate Hanxue stretched out her slender hand gracefully, and gently lifted it up with her weak strength, signaling Dugu Han to level up.
Dugu Han straightened his body, pulled the dark red bun hanging by his ear with his right hand, looked at the direction where Zixuan disappeared and said, "Tianji, Miss Zixuan, the daughter of Prime Minister Zi, came to Dugu Villa today to pay a special visit.
You, don’t know why she left so angrily? Did she scare your immortal master?”
Dugu Han's tone seemed to be courteous, but it was actually a question. When he had been interpreting hexagrams for princes and nobles for many days, no one had ever asked such a question, but Dugu Han was like this. Ding Yi's pride was stimulated again, his expression became anxious, and he put his hands behind his back.
Yao, his voice suddenly stiffened: "Master Dugu, listening to what you said, could it be that I have offended Miss Zixuan?"
At this time, Luo Xin was thinking about the letter from his father last night informing him that Prime Minister Zi was released from house arrest because Dugu City insisted that he came to pay tribute, but he still stayed in the original mansion. As long as he got conclusive evidence, he could still do it.
Capture this rebellious minister and traitor. And Zixuan is the daughter of Prime Minister Zi. If we can find evidence from it, not only can we get rid of the rebellious minister and traitor of Cangyun Kingdom, serve the country and increase our own power, but we can also use it to punish others.
It is a major crime of the Nine Clans to eliminate Zixuan, the vixen who wants to take away the little stone, in one fell swoop. It kills two birds with one stone. It seems that I have to step up the collection of evidence.
"Don't dare! Don't dare!" Duguhan said with a half-smile, bending his body slightly and bowing. He glanced at Li Fengying, blinked several times in succession, and kept tilting the corner of his mouth towards Ding Yi, as if to indicate to him to do something.
Li Fengying hurried forward, got close to Duguhan, and said with a puzzled look on his face: "Master Dugu, why do you keep blinking at me and twisting your mouth? Did you have a stroke or muscle cramps?"
Duguhan's face suddenly darkened like a boulder falling into the water. He turned his head slightly with a dark red bun between his ears. His black eyebrows stood up and closed into a triangle with the sides of his forehead. His eye muscles were like a jumping ball falling to the ground.
He jumped and said coldly: "Have you forgotten what I told you when I came here?" Ding Yi, Luo Xin, and Long Er are all martial arts practitioners, and their hearing is different from ordinary people. The conversation between Dugu Han and Li Fengying sounded
Although it was very small, they could still hear it from such a close distance, and they couldn't help but laugh.
Li Fengying blinked his eyes, scratched the back of his head, raised his head and looked up at the sky blankly. He suddenly thought of what Duguhan had told him to do to frustrate Tianji. His mouth opened wide and he nodded repeatedly: "Duguhan
Young Master, I understand. I understand!"
Then, Li Fengying put his hands on his hips, tried to raise his square body, and put on the so-called majestic posture. He said in a loud voice: "Tianji, you are famous all over the world for your hexagram skills, and you are the best in the world. I, Li Fengying, are the best."
I admire you, and I really want to compete with you, but I am a martial artist and do not understand the hexagram technique. I wonder if I can compete with you in martial arts as I wish?"
"So Dugu Han is here to cause trouble! Humph! Then I'll show them some color!" Ding Yi thought to himself, his face was stern, proud and angry, his eyes were narrowed into thin lines, and his eyelids were blinking.
Li Fengying said: "Steward Li, I am not very talented, so I am willing to compete with you with my little knowledge of martial arts. Please give me your advice!"
"No! No!" Dugu Han quickly blocked the way in a pretentious manner, and then tied a dark red bun hanging on his ears and shouted sharply: "Steward Li, Tianji is a distinguished guest of my Dugu family, how can you challenge others?
This is extremely disrespectful!”
"Okay! Since Mr. Dugu feels that it is disrespectful for Butler Li to challenge the young master, then I will fight him!" Long Er's short figure flashed forward and stood in front of Ding Yi, his light blue robe making a line.
Scraping the yellow sand off the ground, he bowed his hands politely and spoke in a serious manner, neither humble nor overbearing.
At the same time, Long'er turned to Ding Yiyi behind him who was about to answer: "Young master, the old master told me that you must be diligent in your hexagram skills and not get easily angered in everything. Over the past few days, you have made great progress with the Bamboo Ginseng hexagram due to your calm mind. Now,
What’s more, we need to be patient and not ruin the hexagram. Furthermore, Duguhan challenges you as a steward, and your status is not worthy of you. This is disrespectful to you. Let me, a Taoist boy, fight. If I can’t win, you can fight again!