[058] Feihongying under the moon, Daiyu walking on the wind
Qingwen's heart trembled, and a shy blush instantly spread from her cheeks to her ears.
Jia Chen looked at her pretty red face and asked with a smile:
"What? You don't want to?"
"Yes! Brother Chen wants to buy me new clothes, so I'm naturally very happy!" A shy and happy smile appeared on the corner of Qingwen's lips, and she hurriedly handed the measuring tape to Jia Chen.
Taking the tape measure, Jia Chen walked up to Qingwen and helped her measure the size with his own hands.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and no dragonfly has stood on it.
When measuring, there will inevitably be some slight touches.
Qingwen's pretty face was flushed, and her eyes were half-drunk, but she pursed her lips tightly, humming in her nose from time to time, and the hairs all over her body seemed to be dancing.
Jia Chen's fingertips felt soft and warm, and his heart trembled as if he was electrocuted.
Qingwen is the type who dresses to look thin but actually has some material.
After the measurement was completed, whether she was nervous or excited, a few drops of sweat broke out on the tip of Qingwen's nose, her lips were half-opened, and she exhaled like blue.
Such a sensitive girl...
Jia Chen raised the corners of his lips slightly, put down the measuring tape, and said with a smile:
"I've memorized your measurements. Let's go. I'll go to the kitchen with you to put away the food."
Tonight Qingwen made two steamed ducks fermented with wine, a pot of shrimp and chicken skin soup, and the main dish was date paste and yam cake.
Jia Chen personally took off a duck leg, filled a bowl of shrimp and chicken skin soup, and added a piece of jujube and yam cake. He put it in a food box and carried it to Lin Daiyu to deliver the meal.
When Jia Chen climbed over the wall and entered Rongguo Mansion, he found Lin Daiyu sitting on a stone pier under a crabapple tree, waiting for him.
The trees were full of steamed crabapple flowers, and a steady drizzle fell from the sky. The raindrops were sparse and as fine as cow hairs, so there was no need to hold an umbrella.
It is really "Begonia does not hesitate to be rouge, independent in the drizzle."
Jia Chen brushed away a begonia petal falling in front of his eyes, walked up to Lin Daiyu, and handed the food box to her.
Lin Daiyu took the food box, opened the lid, and said with a cheerful smile:
“Tonight’s dinner is so sumptuous!”
Jia Chen reminded:
"It's raining a little. Can I accompany you to a nearby pavilion to eat?"
Lin Daiyu said with a crooked smile:
"There are always rains that cannot be avoided in life. Since there is no way to avoid it, there is no need to avoid it anymore."
Jia Chen smiled happily. After getting along with her for this period of time, under his care and guidance, Lin Daiyu's personality became much more cheerful than before.
Although I still occasionally feel sentimental and sad about spring and autumn, I rarely shed tears anymore.
"Having dinner under the spring rain is a very special mood!" Jia Chen smiled casually.
As he said that, he sat next to Lin Daiyu, opened the oil-paper umbrella he brought with him, held it on the other person's head, and said softly: "The light rain is as moist as butter, but there is dust in the rain, so I'd better hold the umbrella for you."
"good!"
Lin Daiyu smiled softly, feeling warm in her heart. She left her hometown and wandered in the capital. Jia Chen was like this oil-paper umbrella, holding up a piece of sky for herself and blocking the wind and frost swords.
After he had eaten and drank enough, Jia Chen asked Lin Daiyu to practice the first forty moves of the Wudang Seven Star Sword.
Lin Daiyu's swordsmanship talent is rare in the world. In just a few days, she has already mastered the first forty moves so well that she can command them like an arm.
Of course, compared to her peerless talent, she is still slightly inferior.
Thinking of this, Jia Chen mentally spat at himself and secretly cursed himself for being so shameless.
When Lin Daiyu finished her drill, Jia Chen smiled and clapped.
"As graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon, when Sister Lin dances with her sword, it's like dancing, which is really pleasing to the eye."
Lin Daiyu smiled shyly and said, "Brother Chen is overly praised. It's all because of his good teaching."
Jia Chen said:
"The Wudang Seven Star Sword has a total of fifty-two moves. You have already learned the first forty moves. I will teach you ten more moves."
Lin Daiyu smiled and said:
"You might as well teach me the last twelve postures."
"OK!"
Jia Chen hugged Lin Daiyu from behind and taught her step by step.
Time flies, the sun's shadow slopes to the west, the golden crow falls to the west, and the jade rabbit rises to the east.
The surroundings gradually darkened.
The moonlight was hazy and the night rain was slightly cool. Jia Chen kept hugging Lin Daiyu.
The two of them were in front of the flowers and under the moon, rubbing their ears and temples together, lingering and sorrowful, and they didn't want to be separated for a long time.
Lin Daiyu's blushing cheeks were hidden in the night, she blinked her rippling eyes, and murmured shyly and angrily:
"Brother Chen, how long are you going to hold me?"
Only then did Jia Chen realize how ambiguous his current posture was, so he reluctantly let go of his arms and said with a smile:
"It's cold tonight, so I'm holding you to keep you warm."
I don’t know how Lin Daiyu felt after hearing this. Anyway, Jia Chen had goosebumps all over him as soon as he finished speaking.
How disgusting!
Pooh!
Scumbag!
You obviously want to take advantage, but you still make such lame excuses.
Jia Chen felt like vomiting himself.
But there is no way, who made Lin Daiyu look so good-looking?
If you can't help yourself, you have to find a high-sounding reason, right?
Lin Daiyu was silent for a moment, and said softly like a mosquito:
"I'm not cold. If Brother Chen thinks it's more convenient to teach me how to practice swordsmanship, then you can just hold me from behind."
Jia Chen:(′⊙w⊙`)!
What is going on?
Is Sister Lin willing to let me hold her?
Jia Chen stretched out his arms and was so excited that he could no longer walk. He could only close his legs like a zombie and jump behind Lin Daiyu.
However, like a frightened little rabbit, Lin Daiyu jumped forward and distanced herself.
If they had put a talisman on their foreheads just now, others would have been scared to death if they saw it.
As soon as Jia Chen saw Lin Daiyu's reaction, he knew that he couldn't act too hastily, he had to be considerate and take things slowly.
Lin Daiyu looked back at Jia Chen. The moonlight reflected in their eyes, and both of them could see the embarrassment flashing in the other's eyes.
Lin Daiyu lowered her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes, her smoky eyebrows sometimes wrinkled and sometimes relaxed.
Although she pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth could not be restrained from rising slightly, the corners of her eyes and brows were also brimming with spring, and her lowered eyes were covered under the soft eyelashes like butterfly wings, flashing with a slightly detectable look of shyness and joy.
The atmosphere was awkward and ambiguous, time seemed to stand still at this moment, and everything around him became quiet.
Jia Chen took the lead to break the silence and coughed slightly:
"I just taught you step by step for so long. I wonder if you have learned it? If not, I will teach you for a while."
Lin Daiyu hurriedly replied:
"I've learned it. I'll practice it and show it to Brother Chen."
After that, she held the branch in her hand, gestured, and practiced the last twelve postures a little awkwardly.
Jia Chen nodded and said with a smile:
"Very good. If you practice a few more times, you'll probably be able to master it. I've already taught you the Wudang Seven Star Sword. Next, I should teach you Qinggong and Shenfa."
Lin Daiyu clapped her hands happily and said with a smile:
"That's great. Ever since I saw Brother Chen walking on the lake and riding the waves, I have been dreaming that I can fly one day."
Jia Chen smiled and said:
"I can make your dreams come true right now."
After saying that, he stretched out his right arm, hugged Lin Daiyu's waist, stepped hard with his right foot, and jumped into the air with the help of the force of the shock.
Amidst Lin Daiyu's exclamations, Jia Chen stepped on the trunk of the crabapple tree twice, used his strength to fly to the treetop, then lightly tapped his toes on the horizontal branches, and flew horizontally to the tree three or four steps away.
On a poplar tree.
Just like that, he held Lin Daiyu with one hand, jumped several times in the woods, and finally flew to the eaves of an octagonal pavilion.
The crescent moon hangs high above the head, and the spring breeze blows beneath the feet.
When her feet landed, Lin Daiyu took a long breath. Her heart was already in her throat just now. The feeling of flying on the wind was really exciting.
In order to prevent Lin Daiyu from accidentally falling off the Bajiao Pavilion, Jia Chen kept putting his arms around her waist.
The two of them looked around and had a panoramic view of most of Rongguo Mansion.
The beautiful scenery such as pavilions, waterside pavilions, winding paths, rockeries and lakes are all hidden in the hazy moonlight. Candles sway in the wind, illuminating the windows in and out.
Looking at the quiet night scene and feeling the tenderness in his arms, Jia Chen couldn't help but sing:
"Let youth blow your long hair,
Let it lead your dreams.
Without knowing the history of this city,
I have remembered your smile.
Red heart and blue sky,
It is the beginning of life.
You who stayed awake all night after the spring rain,
The days when I slept alone.
Let the youthful and delicate flowers,
The hidden beauty bloomed.
..."
When she heard this beautiful melody, Lin Daiyu half-opened her lips, her eyes trembled, and she was deeply shocked, and then she slowly became addicted to Jia Chen's magnetic voice.
When the song ended, Lin Daiyu was still unfinished and asked curiously:
"Brother Chen, is this a song you wrote yourself?"
Jia Chen was slightly startled and had to admit it shamelessly. He couldn't say that this was a song he had heard in his previous life, right?
"It sounds so nice. Can you sing it again?" Lin Daiyu looked at Jia Chen with burning eyes.
"Of course. As long as you want to hear it, I will sing it as many times as you want. I will teach you and we will sing together." Jia Chen smiled fondly.
After teaching it two or three times, the ice-snow-smart Lin Daiyu learned it.
The two of them sat side by side on the eaves of the Octagonal Pavilion, bathed in the hazy moonlight like a gauze, overlooking the dark-colored undulating mountains in the north of the city, singing and laughing together.
When the moon reached its peak, Jia Chen reluctantly reminded:
"Sister Lin, you should go back, otherwise Zijuan and Chunxian will become suspicious."
"Okay, Brother Nachen, please take me back!" Lin Daiyu said with a sad look.
"Well, it's so dark, so of course I want to see you off." Jia Chen hugged Lin Daiyu and jumped down from the Octagonal Pavilion. He sent her back home before climbing over the wall and leaving.
However, when he just walked out of the passage outside the wall of Rong Mansion, a figure suddenly jumped down from the wall.
The opponent also held a sharp hatchet in his hand, and without saying a word, he slashed straight at his neck!