These words were said by him as usual, as if he was chatting with her, but Yan Niang's heart was like a gust of wind, blowing away all her warmth and warmth, leaving a barren desert in vain.
Her face was gloomy in an instant, two cold lights appeared in her eyes, a familiar sneer flashed from the corner of her mouth, she lowered her voice and said slowly, "Cheng Muyou, before coming to Xin'an, I asked my right ear, what should I do if you see through my purpose, guess how I answered?"
” Cheng Muyou didn't speak, although he was leaning on her arms now, he couldn't feel the slightest warmth, and the body behind him was cold and stiff, like ice that could never be warmed.
At this time, Ma Er finally walked to the gate of Xin'an City, and several lanterns hanging on the gatehouse painted a strange color on Yan Niang's face, making her look not like the usual lively and agile woman, but a little more arrogant and solemn.
Cheng Muyou's heart moved: That's right, she is a dragon, the head of the four spirits, an ancient divine beast, and she has the courage to look down on the world.
Thinking of this, the pain in his heart deepened: she and himself were obviously so close, and even their bodies were touching each other, but they were like a long road separated by a river, and they could never be gathered together.
Yan Niang's gaze swept over his head, drifted to the brightly lit street market in front of him, and said the answer to herself, "I tell the right ear, if you see my purpose, I will kill you, anyway, there are so many ladders close to him, just find another one." ” Although Cheng Muyou knew that she was using herself, but when she said this in person, it was still like being poured a bucket of ice water on her head, "You say I'm a ladder?"
” Yan Niang sneered, "Otherwise?
” Cheng Mu was angry, a hot current surged in his heart, and he also tasted a fishy sweet breath in his mouth, he covered his mouth and coughed a few times, but he didn't mention it in one breath, his eyes were dark, and he fainted.
Seeing him silently leaning on his shoulder, Yan Niang's heart suddenly rose with a sense of remorse, mixed with suspicion, and turned into a mixed and indescribable sorrow: When did he know?
If you know, why save yourself?
Thinking wildly, the horse under her was startled by a shout, and as soon as her hind legs were bumped, she pounced forward, impartially, her lips were on Cheng Muyou's lips, and she was right with him.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and when it began to pass again, Yan Niang was already sitting upright, desperately wiping off the bloody smell on her lips with the back of her hand, it was his taste, this smell made her a little flustered, although she had tried her best to hide it, but there was a lack of arrogance and arrogance in her eyes, and she didn't even dare to meet the closed eyes in front of her.
For the rest of the journey, she poked Cheng Muyou's back with one finger, asking him to keep half an arm's length away from her.
And the culprit under him, after being whipped by her, sped up and paced forward, sending them to the front of Xin'an Mansion.
However, the scene was seen by another person, and the bookstore shopkeeper hurriedly covered his eyes when he saw a close contact, and then let go of his hand, blushing and heartbeat excitedly, as if he had watched a drama of reunion with a broken mirror.
"That's good."
He rubbed his hands and muttered to himself, "I really have to be a man who wants to die, and I am willing to be a mandarin duck and not an immortal." ” "Shopkeeper, is it that good-looking?"
An old voice floated into the shopkeeper's ear, and he didn't look back, "Good-looking, of course good-looking, this person, it's hard to walk in the world like this, if there is no one to accompany him, he can only take pity on himself every day, isn't it pitiful, don't you say?"
” He smiled, and when he turned around, he only saw a rickety back staggering, step by step, and blending into the flow of people.
Jiang Xixi came out of the room with a basin of blood and water, she saw Yan Niang standing by the wall with her hands tied from a distance, staring at the full moon above her head in a daze with a complicated expression, so she walked towards her, leaned over and saluted, "Miss Yan, no, madam, don't worry, my lord, he is fine, but he has lost a lot of blood and needs to recuperate for a few days." ” Yan Niang came back to her senses, gently rubbed her sour eyelids with her hands, and said softly, "He's awake?"
” Jiang Xi smiled, "Wake up, my lord invited Mrs. in, saying that I had something to say to Mrs. ” Yan Niang said "oh", raised her feet and walked towards the house, walked a few steps, turned around, and smiled at Jiang Xi, "It's a pity, Lord Liu has good intentions for you, don't let him down." ” Jiang Xixi's face turned red, pouted and stomped his feet, "Madame, like adults, like me, like to make fun of me, you husband and wife are of the same heart and bully me together, every good person." ” She said that she walked out of the courtyard with a "knock knock", and walked forward along the road, who knew that a person came over from the opposite side, walking like a fly like her, hitting her head, knocking off the copper basin in her hand, and making a crisp sound of "tom" on the ground.
"Xun'er, what are you doing in such a panic?"
Seeing Xun'er covering his head and "ouch", Jiang Xi hurriedly pulled him to his side, "Did it hurt?"
Did it hurt?
” Xun'er shook her head and tugged at the corner of her clothes, "Sorry sister, is Daddy awake?"
I have something to say to him. ” "It's awake, it's awake, but he's discussing something important with Yan Niang now, so it's better not to go in and disturb them."
Speaking of this, seeing Xun'er's embarrassed face, she asked again, "What's wrong?"
Is it important?
” Xun'er looked up at her, her eyes were full of stars, flashing and flashing, "It's not really, in fact, I haven't figured it out, sorry sister, since Daddy is not free, you come with me first, and I will tell you what I found." ” As he spoke, he dragged her in the direction of the study, and Jiang Xixi followed him to the study in confusion, only to find that there were stacks of books everywhere, on the floor, under the bookcase, and in the corner, there was almost no place to stay.
"Xun'er, if your father sees you tossing the study like this, he should scold you for being unclean, unquiet and indecent."
She said as she picked up the scattered books one by one.
"Sorry sister, don't worry about this for now, look at this."
Xun'er took away a few books from her hand, put a booklet in her hand, and hurriedly flipped to one of the pages.
On the page is a large tree, with its lush branches and canopy, as if covered with red clouds.
"I've never seen this tree before, its leaves are red, but it's not a maple."
Jiang Xixi's fingers brushed the rough pages.
"This is the spirit tree, it is recorded in the "Zhuangzi" that there are spirits in the south of Chu, with five hundred years old as spring, five hundred years old as autumn, five hundred years old as a flower, five hundred years a day fruit, flowers and fruits are the best."