Chapter 155 Although the beauty is intentional, she brings her sword to melancholy
The east wind is incomprehensible and melancholy, and the poplar flowers are fluttering like snow.
Seeing the girl's bright and beautiful face, the gentle figure in his arms in the darkness last night suddenly appeared in his mind. Yang Zhaoxi looked a little embarrassed and responded: "Yes."
The two looked at each other, but could not find what they wanted to say for a moment. The willow wind passing through the courtyard and the crumbling begonia flowers seemed redundant and embarrassing at this time.
The girl suddenly pointed to the guest room, with a different kind of shyness in her beautiful eyes: "Don't you invite me... to come in and sit for a while?"
Yang Zhaoxi felt relieved. The pressure caused by the embarrassment just now was no less than when fighting against the enemy: "Then, come in, Wan'er."
Cui Wan followed Yang Zhaoxi, suddenly turned his head, and secretly glared at Xiao Ping, who was hiding in the distance. Xiao Ping then covered her mouth, smiled meaningfully and ran away.
The two entered the guest room, but Cui Wan turned around and bolted the wooden door. When he turned around again, he bowed to Yang Chaoxi Yingying: "Chong Lingzi, Wan'er thanks you for risking your life to save me last night! If you don't
Come on, that frivolous kid will definitely succeed...I...I can only seek death."
Yang Chaoxi wanted to step forward to help him up, but felt it was inappropriate, so he could only return the favor and said: "Wan'er, since I have entered the Cui Mansion, this is what I should do, so why should I say thank you? You and I were Taoist friends in the past.
Now that you are a master and a servant, how can I stand by and watch when you are in trouble?"
"Is it just because of this?" Cui Wan asked reluctantly with a slight disappointment in his eyes.
"I... these days, when I stay with you, I feel at ease and at ease. You also recommended me to be a staff member of the Cui Mansion. I have always been very grateful to you..."
Yang Zhaoxi suddenly panicked. He actually knew the answer Cui Wan wanted, but he seemed to be stuck by something and could only say insignificant words.
"I don't want you to be grateful. I have remembered you since that time when we performed martial arts in Zhaitan. Although you humiliated me and defeated me, every time I think of you later, my heart is full of joy. I, as long as you say a word, you dare to say
"?" Cui Wan's eyebrows were gleaming, as if water mist flashed by, and her words suddenly became serious.
"I, our identities... are too disparate. I am just a poor boy who grew up in the mountains. I have learned a lot of martial arts in vain, and only have the ambition to be a chivalrous and righteous person... I don't know where I will go in the future. How can I dare to talk nonsense and make excuses?
"Human? You are the legitimate daughter of a noble family. Cui Shibo has already decided your future deeds for you..." Yang Chaoxi looked at the burning gaze, and with a sudden change in his heart, he poured out all the true thoughts in his heart.
come out.
"So you are, this is what you think...if I was born in a poor family, would you be willing to get close to me, or even...become a Taoist couple?" Cui Wanru was struck by lightning, and she never thought that he would be like this.
idea.
Over the past few days, she had built a tower with her heart, brick by brick, flower by tree, and the dream pavilion in her heart suddenly collapsed! But she refused to accept her fate, and she held the ruins of her dream in her hands.
He stood up, picked out the pieces of his heart that had been broken into several petals, and pieced them together sadly, trying to recreate the exact same dream.
Yang Chaoxi didn't know how to answer, and the bitterness surged in her heart. At this moment, she realized that Guan Lin'er's position in her heart had not changed at all. She had been deliberately not touching her, until she was forced to make a decision.
He is as dumb as a chicken and so timid. It turns out that no matter how high his martial arts skills are, if his mind is not strong, he is still a coward!
When he came back to his senses, he suddenly opened his eyes wide when he saw the scene in front of him: I don't know when, Cui Wan peeled off his clothes and shirts piece by piece, and two lines of pink tears hung on Qingyan's shirt and jacket. , singlets, outer skirts, skirts, silk skirts... one after another, the floor is covered with red, purple, white and green clothes.
When only her blouse and short skirt were left, her exquisite and convex body began to tremble uncontrollably: "Chong... Chong Lingzi, I, Cui Wan Qingyu, was almost taken over by a frivolous child. It was you who saved me." ... No matter how my father influences my marriage, I just want to give myself to you so that I will not regret it..."
Yang Chaoxi's eyes were glazed over, looking at the lively scene in front of him. If he said he was indifferent, he would be deceiving himself!
It's just that there seems to be an invisible shackle in my heart, blocking my desires layer by layer, so I can control the last trace of reason and not be obsessed with sex and do ridiculous things regardless of the consequences.
At this time, the maid Xiao Ping's exclamation came from outside the door, followed by a rude knock on the door, deafening: "Open the door! Open the door! Yang Zhaoxi! I know you are inside. Last night, I gathered the troops and killed them early this morning. I left Yingchuan Villa...who would have thought that you would get there first! Yang Zhaoxi, who told you to mind your own business? Save my young master’s sister Wan?!"
Yang Chaoxi stood in the room, anxious, and hurriedly bowed his hands and begged Cui Wan to put on his shirt and skirt quickly. Cui Wan turned his head to the side, ignoring him, and a trace of tears seemed to appear on his face. I laugh at myself, but my body remains indifferent.
Yang Zhaoxi was stunned for two breaths and sighed: "Wan'er, I'm offended!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Cui Wan let out a soft cry. Yang Chaoxi picked up the flawless white jade Cui Wan with one hand, picked up all the clothes on the floor with the other, ran behind the screen, put Cui Wan and all the clothes on the couch, and then He opened the brocade quilt and covered Cui Wan and his clothes. Then he lowered the curtains on both sides and walked quickly around the screen.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and the door was kicked open from the outside. Wang Chuo, holding a horizontal knife in his hand, barged in aggressively: "Shanye Villager! If you dare to disturb my good deeds, I will fight you to the death today!"
Wang Chuo carried the back of the sword on his shoulder, looked at people with his nose, and looked arrogant. Behind him was a group of people who had gathered from nowhere, holding various long, short, thick, and thin weapons in their hands, making murderous looks. It seemed that as soon as Wang Chuo gave the order, he would rush forward and chop Yang Chaoxi into pieces.
Yang Zhaoxi looked hesitant and answered simply: "Get out!"
Wang Chuo seemed to have been deeply humiliated, and his roar changed slightly: "Hit me!"
After saying that, he shrank behind the crowd, obviously still frightened by the blow that pierced his heart and leg last time.
The mob swarmed up like a tide, shouting and shouting, which only added to the momentum! Yang Chaoxi stood at the door of the guest room, kicking one by one, kicking the rushing mob, including people and weapons, to a distance of two feet.
Most of the people who were kicked were lying on the ground obediently, holding their heads and wailing. Some of them became ferocious and got up and charged at them again! However, when they saw Yang Chaoxi looking at them with a sneer on his face, their momentum suddenly disappeared. , dragged their weapons and turned around and ran. They ran two or three feet away, gathered together again, and cursed Yang Chaoxi wantonly, but no one dared to come forward.
Seeing that all the men and horses gathered were useless, Wang Chuo had no choice but to swing the Mo knife in his hand into a circular arc and lean towards Yang Chaoxi with a fierce expression. Yang Chaoxi was about to add another kick to completely eliminate this annoying fly, when suddenly He felt a pair of jade hands behind him, pushing him away a little, revealing his entire figure.
The Mo Dao in Wang Chuo's hand suddenly stopped, and his eyes widened. Cui Wan's bun was spread out, and her black hair was like a waterfall, flowing down her shoulders. Her red lips were like fire, her charming eyes were like silk, and a fragrant and waxy aura was exuding.
Opening up stimulated every nerve in Wang Chuo's mind.
The mob also stopped cursing and looked at the disheveled woman. They still couldn't figure out what happened in the room just now. They all turned their sympathetic eyes to Wang Chuo, who looked dull.
Wang Chuo stood stunned for a moment, then suddenly dropped his sword, covered his face with his hands, yelled, and ran out of the guest room.
When a group of rabble-rousers saw Wang Chuo running away, they immediately lost their backbone. They abandoned their helmets and armor and fled in all directions. In the blink of an eye, no one was left.
Yang Chaoxi secretly glanced at Cui Wan and smiled bitterly in her heart: What a good thing. I didn't do anything, but Wang Chuo and his gang caught him! It was like mud fell into his crotch - it was either shit or shit.
When Yang Chaoxi saw that everyone had fled, he quickly closed the door and said, "Wan'er, this Wang Chuo has a misunderstanding and is bound to make noises everywhere. I guess it won't be long before Cui Shibo sends someone to arrest me."
Cui Wan's tears were still wet, so she snorted coldly, but ignored him. After a while, she said quietly: "Chong Lingzi, do you really hate me so much... Now that a misunderstanding has occurred, my reputation has been ruined in your hands.
Go ahead. Since my father is bound to be furious, it’s better for you to just... do it all the time..."
After Cui Wan finished speaking, he slowly hugged Yang Zhaoxi from behind. Seeing that he didn't refuse, he grabbed his arm again, pulled him into the screen, and fell together on the couch. The shirt and skirt that he had just put on hastily taken off again.
Coming down, the woman's limp body began to lean against the strong body on the side.
Yang Chaoxi's mind went blank. Her body was like a puppet on strings, being pulled into the screen and led to the bed. The futou, robe, soap boots, shirt with missing crotch, etc. were removed one by one and thrown aside.
When her warm body came closer, somewhere in his body, he naturally reacted. The last trace of clarity in his mind began to be replaced by heat little by little... If this continues, I'm afraid he will make a big mistake...
"Dong! Dong Dong!" The extremely restrained knock on the door sounded evenly. It was like an alarm bell, pulling the two of them back from the edge of the cliff from a state that was about to lose control.
Cui Wan's face was flushed, his breathing was rapid, and his body was slightly hot. He was startled by the knock on the door and quickly retracted into the brocade quilt. His uncontrollable boldness just now turned into a panic.
Yang Chaoxi felt as if he had received an amnesty. The tent held up by his undergarments seemed to have been poured with cold water. The fire of his karma was extinguished and he was filled with fear. Facing the brocade quilt beside him, he hesitated and said: "I, I'll go... take a look.
,You don’t want to come out. It can’t be...is it your father?"
The brocade quilt didn't answer. Yang Zhaoxi called "Wait a moment", then quickly dressed, pretending to be nonchalant and went to open the door. When he opened the door, he saw the old butler Cui Da, holding a red lacquered wooden box in his hand, looking quite handsome.
For heaviness.
Yang Chaoxi knew that this was the token of gratitude promised by Cui Luo, the head of the family, during the morning meeting. It could be seen that what had just happened had not yet had time to reach Cui Luo's ears. Otherwise, what was sent at this moment would probably be three feet of white silk, or one.
A pot of wine, and two warriors, Du Xiaoke and Zong Wanxiong, sent him on his way.
Yang Chaoxi cupped his fists and bowed, expressing his gratitude first before respectfully accepting the reward. Although money is an external possession, it is not uncommon for a hero to be stumped by a penny when traveling in the world. With this money, for a period of time in the future,
Then you don’t have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation.
After seeing off Cui Da, Yang Zhaoxi opened the red lacquered wooden box. What came into view were two silver collars, thirty in total, totaling sixty silver. Lying quietly in the wooden box, glowing
Dark matte black light.
"Chong... Chong Lingzi, who is knocking at the door?" A muffled female voice came from the screen through the brocade quilt, but it was Cui Wan. At this moment, she was still ashamed and did not dare to face Yang Chaoxi directly.
"Cui Da came here, and the master of the house rewarded him with sixty taels of silver. Cui Shibo is so generous!" Yang Chaoxi said calmly.
"Then... what are you going to do after you take the money?" Cui Wan still asked dully, but he was thinking in his heart whether he should give him a box of rouge or a pair of hairpins...
"When I rescued you last night, the prodigal Yuan Jineng was also kidnapped. The head of the family was worried that Yuan Zai would find out about Cui Mansion, so he asked Zen Master Bujing and I to go out of the house to avoid the limelight. Since we have enough money, I will
Take care of yourself and leave immediately." Yang Zhaoxi answered truthfully.
"Are you leaving?" Cui Wan's voice suddenly became much clearer, but it was full of reluctance.
"I could have waited for half a day. It's just... that when Cui Shibo knew about it, I wanted to leave, and it wouldn't be easy." Yang Chaoxi said with a complicated mood. Although he didn't have such strong feelings for Cui Wan,
After all, it was skin-to-skin contact just now... As a man, it seems that he should take some responsibility.
After Cui Wan listened, there was no sound for a long time. Yang Chaoxi felt strange and couldn't help but get up. He turned around and took a look behind the screen: He saw Cui Wan biting her red lips, pink tears filling her cheeks, and her pear blossoms dripping with rain, which was really pitiful.
Sure enough, children love each other long while heroes are short-tempered! At this moment, Yang Chaoxi felt a sense of gloom and lingering in her heart. She even had a ridiculous idea in her heart: holding sixty taels of silver collar, she went to plead guilty to the head of the family, Cui Luoyingjing.
Then begged him to betroth Cui Wan to him...
But reason told him: Asking for guilt while shouldering a thorn is tantamount to throwing yourself into a trap! Cui Luo didn't even have to bend the law for personal gain. In the Sheng Dynasty's laws, he could be made a "eunuch" just by saying "servant to the traitor". As for asking for marriage,
Cui Wan is even more idiotic! There is a clear text in the laws of the Sheng Dynasty that "the good and the bad will not marry". Unless he breaks away from Taoism and obtains fame, he can barely let Cui Luo take another look. Otherwise, he is not even qualified for intermarriage.
After some thinking, Yang Chaoxi discovered that the gap between the two was actually much greater than originally expected! Cui Wan had actually reached the age of marriage earlier, and with his current status and situation, it would be difficult for him to marry Cui Wan.
sky.
Yang Zhaoxi stepped forward silently, full of apologies, and hugged Cui Wan's smooth and smooth shoulders. Then she packed a few changes of robes into a bag and slung them over her shoulders: "Wan'er, you treat me with deep love and righteousness. Yang
People keep it in mind. I am a white lady with nothing to offer, but I am also a middle-aged person. It is really difficult to reach such a high level! I am afraid that I will only live up to my wish for a beautiful woman..."
Cui Wan watched in vain as Yang Zhaoxi packed his baggage, tears rolling down the couch one by one. Just like when he left Linji Temple, she hid behind the pillars and secretly watched him leave.
The moment he finished speaking and turned to leave, Cui Wan hugged him suddenly and burst into tears: "Chong... Yang Chaoxi, I'll wait for you... We still have a sword fight, we haven't had time..."
Yang Chaoxi stood for a moment and nodded. Finally, he took his bag and sword and left silently.