Li Changan took a leave of absence and did not go to the academy again.
Instead, he stayed at home with Liu Zhiyin and Liu Linglong.
At noon, Zhang Fugui knocked on the courtyard door with a stack of deeds.
"Uncle Zhang..." Liu Zhiyin's smiling eyes were already swollen from crying. He opened the door and bowed slightly towards Zhang Fugui.
Zhang Fugui nodded and walked in.
Liu Linglong is still in Li Changan's arms, reluctant to let go, wishing to rub herself into Li Changan's body.
Liu Zhiyin suppressed the sadness in her heart, poured a cup of tea for Zhang Fugui, and noticed a stack of papers on the table.
"Bosom friend, come and take a look."
Li Changan took Liu Zhiyin's hand and motioned Liu Zhiyin to sit over.
"What... is this?" Liu Zhiyin turned his attention to the first piece of paper and looked at Li Changan in confusion.
"Sign all these deeds..."
Li Changan touched Liu Zhiyin's hair and said softly.
Zhang Fugui took the pen and ink and put it next to Liu Zhiyin's hand.
Liu Zhiyin was puzzled, but when she turned over the pages one by one, her whole body was enveloped in shock.
They are all deeds!
With such a thick stack, there must be at least dozens of them.
"Chang'an, this..."
"Be good, sign them." Li Changan picked up the pen and handed it to Liu Zhiyin.
How could Liu Zhiyin not know what Li Changan was thinking?
Tears fell from the corners of his eyes, "Chang'an, can you not sign it?"
"Why?"
"I don't want you to think that you can leave without any worries since you have arranged your posthumous affairs, and I don't want you to think that Linglong and I can live a good life even if we die."
Liu Zhiyin shook his head, put aside the pen in Li Changan's hand, and looked at Li Changan seriously with red and swollen eyes.
"Chang'an, if you don't come back, Linglong and I will never live well... I will take Linglong and continue to make and sell wine. I will live a simple life and never take a penny from Uncle Zhang."
The soft voice is full of determination,
"So you must come back."
Liu Linglong also poked her head out of Li Changan's arms, "Brother, if you don't come back, Linglong will also go to Fengchuan and be buried there with her brother."
Li Changan subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to teach the two sisters a lesson, but after all, he could not bring his raised hand down. He could only sigh and hug the two of them in his arms.
How could he not understand their thoughts?
"You are all fools..."
He nodded towards Zhang Fugui.
Zhang Fugui took a stack of deeds and left.
There were only three people left in the room, Li Changan, and Jiang Lingyan, who was sitting aside and meditating, isolated from the world.
Li Changan rested his chin on Liu Zhiyin's slender shoulders and pretended to be relaxed, saying,
"If we go to Fengchuan, it will probably take five months, and it will take us ten months to go back and forth."
"You still have to give me time to deal with those monsters in Fengchuan, which is almost five months."
"That adds up to one year and three months."
"At the latest, I will be back in a year and a half."
Liu Zhiyin leaned her head against the side of Li Changan's face, feeling the warmth on Li Changan's face, "Okay, I'll wait for you."
"What if..." Li Changan continued.
But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Liu Linglong, "There is no such thing as a chance!"
"I mean if I don't come back for a year and a half." Li Changan gently kissed Liu Linglong's pink cheek,
"Maybe I was delayed by something. Please pay attention to the list of literary saints. If there are poems by Taibai or Qinglian on it, it means that I am still alive."
Liu Zhiyin turned around and asked, "Qinglian, is that you too?"
She knew that her Chang'an was Taibai.
Because of that song "Shangxie·Giving a bosom friend", she became a woman who was envied by the whole world.
And this poem is exactly what Taibai wrote on the Literary Saint List on the sixth day of March.
But she never expected that Qinglian, who was competing with Taibai, was also from Chang'an.
"It's me too..." Li Changan sniffed the fragrance on Liu Zhiyin's hair, "It's just that sometimes I have to change my identity and act."
"No one of you can tell this secret, not even Uncle Zhang and Master, do you understand?"
"Well..." Liu Zhiyin brought herself closer to Li Changan.
Jiang Lingyan, who was sitting aside, looked at the tender and affectionate Li Changan, with a hint of unhappiness in her dark jade-like eyes.
"Li Changan, you are obviously the most important person to me...but now you are holding them."
Li Changan's head was full of black lines, "They are my unmarried wives, why are you joining in the fun?"
"Then how about I go to Fengchuan with you?" Jiang Lingyan said, "No one can see me anyway, it's the same wherever I am."
"No." Li Changan decisively refused, "There are too many powerful people in Fengchuan. Even if we can't see you, if a grammar comes down, dozens of miles around will be affected."
"You don't have the slightest bit of cultivation, so what if you go and seek death?"
"Stay at home with peace of mind. I will leave you ten thousand taels of silver... If I really leave and never come back, it will be enough for you to spend at least several decades."
"If possible, help me take care of them."
Jiang Lingyan curled her lips, supported her chin with her hands, and looked out the door, with a hint of loneliness in her eyes.
Want to be alone again?
Even if Li Changan can only see her eyes, it can at least prove that she really exists.
But once Li Changan leaves, the only person who can talk to her will also leave.
"I still don't know what I look like."
"You must come back."
Jiang Lingyan muttered.
No bronze mirror or water surface in the world can reflect her shadow.
So even she herself doesn't know what she looks like.
Only Li Changan saw her eyes and drew them for her.
…
at night,
Li Changan and Liu Zhiyin and Liu Linglong were lying on the same bed for the first time in a long time.
When Liu Linglong fell asleep, Liu Zhiyin approached Li Changan and squeezed into Li Changan's arms.
Li Changan could even feel Liu Zhiyin's body shaking slightly, and the skin that touched each other was also getting hot.
"Zhiyin, what's wrong?"
Liu Zhiyin's lips were close to Li Changan's ear, and he breathed like orchid, "Chang'an... I want to leave you a queen..."
It was just a few words, but it seemed that all the strength had been used up, and every word was trembling.
Li Changan suddenly felt a surge of blood and his mouth became dry.
There seemed to be a fire in his body, which was instantly ignited by Liu Zhiyin's words.
"No...no..." Li Changan tried his best to suppress the heat in his heart and struggled to refuse.
"Why?" Liu Zhiyin asked tremblingly, puzzled, "Or do you... look down on me?"
"How could it be?" Li Changan hugged Liu Zhiyin tightly, "You and Linglong are the people I cherish the most, how could I look down on you?"
"Then why?" Liu Zhiyin said, unbuttoning his thin clothes and getting into Li Changan's arms.
Nephrite jade is warm and fragrant in your arms, and it is soft and smooth when you hold it.
Li Changan's heart was beating like a war drum, almost uncontrollable, "It really... really can't be done."
"If I lose my body before the sixth level, my martial arts cultivation will collapse."
"Bosom friend..."
Heat escaped from Li Changan's body, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a cage of fire.
When he heard that losing his virginity would hurt Li Changan, Liu Zhiyin's body trembled suddenly, and then he quickly backed away, trying to put on his obscene clothes.
However, Li Changan's hands were faster than hers, and he hugged her slender waist. His slender fingers traced across the smooth skin, making Liu Zhiyin tremble all over.
"Let me leave some thoughts..."
"When I come back, we will get married."
Li Changan's breath was hot, like a tiger that was eating with its fangs spread out. However, at the last critical moment, he controlled himself to take a step further and carefully sniffed the rose.
Liu Zhiyin's gentle chin raised slightly, and she hummed softly between her nose.