The vast white sky and earth, with a touch of green, are so eye-catching that it is difficult not to notice.
Jiang Yang held his breath, slowed down, and tried to make his movements as quiet as possible.
One step, two steps... get closer slowly.
Soon, Jiang Yang walked closer and found that it was a person.
I saw a little girl hiding in the grass nest with a cloak covering her head, her back to him, squatting on the ground, and she didn't know what she was doing.
A corner of the green skirt was accidentally exposed.
Zhao Hongdou!
Jiang Yang recognized him at a glance.
Stretching out a foot and touching it lightly, Zhao Hongdou lost control of his body.
With a "squeak", he fell to the ground.
"Who is it?" Zhao Hongdou turned his head angrily.
Seeing that it was Jiang Yang, Zhao Hongdou immediately put away her anger and turned into a good girl. With curved eyebrows, she quickly stood up, her hands tightly together, folded on her waist, and her body was slightly blessed.
, although the expression on her face was very relaxed, the panic in her eyes still betrayed the uneasiness in her heart:
"Disciple, disciple, I have met the master."
A tiny one among the white snow.
Just like the plum blossoms on the branches in the cold winter.
In a hurry, Jiang Yang saw something in Zhao Hongdou's hand and quickly put it into the Qiankun bag, but the movement was too fast and Jiang Yang could not see clearly what it was.
Jiang Yang nodded slightly:
"Um."
Zhao Hongdou pursed her cherry-pink lips and looked up at Jiang Yang:
"Master, what are you doing here?"
Wasn't he discovered just now? Was he going to be silenced?... Zhao Hongdou was a little worried.
"Master, I still want to ask you this question... What are you doing here in the dead of winter? If you are new here and unfamiliar with the place, don't run around." Out of concern, Jiang Yang spoke a little more.
Zhao Hongdou couldn't answer this question for a while. He couldn't say... following the master, right?
If he is found out, he will inevitably be punished.
"Okay, if you don't want to say it, just say it...your name is Zhao Hongdou, right?" Jiang Yang looked at Zhao Hongdou and asked casually.
To be honest, Jiang Yang has not even spoken to this young apprentice properly. He took this opportunity to have a good conversation and enhance mutual communication.
Zhao Hongdou had just climbed up from the snow nest. Her hands, knees, shoes, and cloak were all covered with snow. Jiang Yang subconsciously reached out and patted the snow on her body.
"Stand still..."
Zhao Hongdou stood there without daring to move, watching the Taoist priest beside him carefully patting the snow on himself.
This master seems different?
I don’t understand what it means to be a man and a woman but not to be intimate!
After taking pictures of the snow, Jiang Yang thoughtfully put on a cloak and hood for Zhao Hongdou: "Don't get wet in the snow, be careful of catching a cold."
"Yes... Master." Zhao Hongdou nodded slightly, trying her best to behave in a manner consistent with his identity. After that, she said: "In reply to Master, my disciple's name is Hongdou, and his surname is Zhao. Zhao Hongdou was named by his grandfather.
name."
Jiang Yang nodded slightly, looked Zhao Hongdou up and down, and found that this girl was also a beautiful little beauty, soft and frail, with a literary spirit in her bones, but her figure was a bit off.
"Master, why are you looking at your disciple like this?" Zhao Hongdou shrank back... Old pervert, does he want to do that to me?
Jiang Yang's face turned red when he was told that, and he quickly looked away and looked to the side: "It's nothing."
Hehe, you are still young and can become shy so easily... Zhao Hongdou thought to himself.
"Red beans, red beans..." Jiang Yang murmured softly, and suddenly said: "Have you heard of the red beans in Wang Wei's poems?"
"Ah?" Zhao Hongdou frowned slightly and shook his head.
Wang Wei? Poet? Which one?
Zhao Hongdou has been reading poetry and books since he was a child. Whether it is contemporary or historical, he has never heard of a poet named Wang Wei.
Isn't it famous?
Jiang Yang raised his eyes and chanted softly:
"Red beans grow in the south. When spring comes, a few branches will bloom. I hope you will pick more of them. This is the most loved thing!"
"..."
After waiting for a moment, no one responded. Jiang Yang tried to look back and found that Zhao Hongdou seemed to be stunned on the spot.
I saw Zhao Hongdou, who was wearing a hood and a large fox fur cloak, standing motionless on the spot, as if in trance, with his hands on his waist, slightly raising his delicate chin, and a bit of nervousness in his almond-shaped eyes.
, some accidents, and some unexpected...
Jiang Yang was surprised and walked over: "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"
Zhao Hongdou reacted quickly, shook his head blankly, and pursed his lips:
"That poem just now?"
"Oh," Jiang Yang smiled heartily: "You were talking about the song "Lovesickness"."
It turns out that this poem is called "Lovesickness"... Zhao Hongdou thought to himself and did not dare to look up to see his master.
I would like to ask, what is the significance of Master writing such a poem?
There is also his own name in the poem, the word "红豆".
The poem is also called "Lovesickness"?
Zhao Hongdou's face turned red, she held up her skirt and ran away quickly, leaving a series of shallow footprints behind her...
Jiang Yang stood there, looking at the little girl running in the wind and snow, confused.
What are you running for?
It's really baffling.
…
Outside the window, there was heavy snow falling like goose feathers, and inside the house, the fire was burning and it was warm.
Chu Ling'er had been awake for a while. After eating half a bowl of rice porridge, she felt much better. She was leaning on the bedside, listening to the chatter of Yue Nu sitting beside the bed.
Yue Nu was telling an interesting story when she found Chu Ling'er on the bed suddenly stunned.
Yue Nu stretched out his hand to scratch the back of his head and glanced with some confusion:
"Miss Chu, what's wrong with you?"
Chu Ling'er tilted her head, raised her finger and pointed out the window, opened her mouth, but could not speak.
Following Chu Ling'er's pointer, Yue Nu looked back. At this sight, she subconsciously slapped her thigh: "Oh, I forgot to tell you, girl..."
I saw Jiang Yang, who had just come back from the back mountain, with his head and shoulders covered with falling snow, standing by the window under the eaves, reaching out to pat the falling snow on his body, with a gentle smile on his face:
"Ling'er, wake up."
"..."
Chu Ling'er, who was lying on the bed, was shaken violently, his pupils changed drastically, his mouth opened, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't say a word because of excitement or something, his eyes were filled with disbelief, and his eyelashes trembled.
Trembling, Jiang Yang stared blankly out the window.
Jiang Yang patted the snow, stood at the window, and tilted his head slightly:
"Ling'er?"
"Teacher, master."
Chu Ling'er opened her mouth several times and finally made a sound from her throat.
His voice was trembling, and tears rolled in his eyes, and they fell down instantly.
For more than a month, the grievances, longings, and unwillingness hidden in my heart...the tone became more and more choked, and thousands of emotions were hidden in this sentence "Master".
Eventually it turned into two clear tears, flowing out of his eyes.
Jiang Yang hurriedly walked in and came to the bedside. Chu Ling'er immediately threw herself into Jiang Yang's arms and cried loudly. Seeing that the situation was not good, Yue Nu hurriedly exited the room, leaving space for the master and apprentice.
"Woooo..."
Chu Ling'er had been holding it in for such a long time and was completely released at this moment.
God knows how wronged she feels. In the past month, she has wanted to follow Master countless times, but...
But.
"Woooooooo-" the voice got louder and louder, and she thought she would never see her master again.
Jiang Yang stood by the bed, looking at Chu Ling'er who was holding him. He wanted to give some words of advice, but in the end he held back.
He just stretched out his hand and placed it on Chu Ling'er's back, gently comforting her.
I don’t know how long it took, but maybe she was tired from crying, and Chu Ling’er slowly stopped, but she still couldn’t help sobbing softly.
Jiang Yang sat down on the bed, stretched out his hand to hold Chu Ling'er's pear-shaped little face, gently wiped his tears with two fingers, and chuckled: "Silly girl, it's really hard for you..."
"Master, Master." Chu Ling'er's body followed the rhythm of sobbing, trembling and trembling, feeling extremely aggrieved.
"Master is here, come and touch...it's alive." Jiang Yang grabbed Chu Ling'er's hand and put it on his face.
Chu Ling'er touched Jiang Yang's cheek and looked around, feeling a little worried.
Master was obviously injured so badly, how could he be unharmed?
"Master is really fine, don't you believe it?" Jiang Yang stood up and walked around in front of Chu Ling'er.
Chu Ling'er burst into tears and laughed, rubbed her eyes, and pulled Jiang Yang back, hugged Jiang Yang's waist, hugged him tightly with his arms, and refused to let go despite any words.
"Master, I thought, thought never again..."
"What are you talking about? Master will live a hundred years and be invincible in the world. Master, the little tiger king, will kill it with one hand... Ling'er will also live a hundred years..."
Chu Ling'er smiled, and the gloom of many days was gone.
"Master heard that you haven't eaten well this month?"
Chu Linger closed her mouth and shook her head: "Eat."
"Can you become so thin after eating?" Jiang Yang obviously didn't believe it. He held Chu Ling'er in his arms and ordered: "Master orders you, starting from tomorrow, you must eat two big bowls, no, three big bowls, in one meal, no leftovers...
"
"Ah, three big bowls? That's too many."
"What? You don't listen to Master anymore."
Chu Ling'er quickly shook her head: "No, no, I eat, I eat..."
"That's pretty much it. Take good care of yourself quickly, or else I will be sad."
"oh."
"..."
"Come, lie down and rest for a while." Jiang Yang was worried that Chu Ling'er would cry loudly just after she woke up and her body wouldn't be able to bear it, so he wanted her to lie down for a while. But Chu Ling'er refused to let go of Jiang Yang's hand no matter what.
, she was afraid that as soon as she let go, the master would run away.
Jiang Yang shook his head and chuckled, then stretched out his hand to scratch the bridge of Chu Ling'er's nose: "You, if we are seen like this, we will be criticized."
Chu Ling'er shook her head: "No, master, don't leave..."
Jiang Yang scratched his brows and had no choice but to act like a human-shaped pillow.
This hug lasted until dark.
The moon slaves have come to deliver dinner.
"Quick, quick, let go, Master will feed you some porridge."
Chu Ling'er refused to let go, "No, you can drink even if you hold her."
Yue Nu was standing by, looking dumbfounded. Jiang Yang had no choice but to take the porridge from Yue Nu's hand: "Go ahead, I'll take care of Ling'er tonight."
Yuenu Fufushen: "Yes."
Seeing that Yue Nu was about to leave, Jiang Yang said: "By the way, tell your lady that I won't go there tonight."
Yue Nu nodded subconsciously and exited the room.
But after coming out, the more Yue Nu thought about it, the more something was wrong... Leader Jiang will not be able to pass tonight? What do you mean?