Shisanli GL

Cangzhou Nanshan, with cliffs and winding mountain roads circling on the edge of the steep cliffs, goshawks rushing out of the clouds, overlooking the sky.

The peach blossoms on the top of the mountain are like a sea of ​​red flowers, scorching and burning like fire.

Looking at the flower, I felt that the surging emotions in my heart were soothed.

The peach blossoms were soaring without end, and she stretched out her hand to remove the hood, and the petals fell obediently all over her body, and the breeze passed by, like a mass of burning flames.

The bluestones discarded randomly on the ground are covered with burnt black marks, which will be difficult to erase even with the passage of time.

With his heart pounding, Shisan pursed his dry lips, a little afraid to move forward.The flickering situation in my mind was torn apart as if about to explode.

The Zangxue knife fell, and the unwilling man moved, the black shackles suddenly split, and the terrifying snow-like blade was reflected in the peach blossoms, weeping and neighing.

Thirteen knelt down on the ground, covering her head and sobbing in a low voice, the light reflected from the blade fell on her eyes, as if with a scalding temperature.

She struggled to look at the blade, and cautiously reached out to touch it.

"Who are you?" A woman in red came from the depths of the peach forest, her skirts fluttering.When her gaze touched Zangxue on the ground, disbelief flashed in her eyes, and her voice became sharp, "Why is the Zangxue knife in your hand?"

Almost subconsciously, he quickly picked up the Zangxue Lingbo and attacked the woman with small steps, the black robe fluttered, agitating a full arc.

With a cold blade across his neck, Shisan had a cold face, and his eyes were still red when he looked at her.

The woman is also a master with unique skills. Under such a dangerous situation, she actually held the blade with her bare hands without any scars.

When she saw Shisan's appearance, she was startled, she let go of her internal strength, and blood oozes from her right hand along the blade and drips into the stamen.

"Are you... Yanxue?"

Thirteen looked at her coldly, and handed Zangxue forward again, pointing the knife point at her throat, "Do you recognize me?"

"I'm Mo Qu, don't you remember me?" Mo Qu looked at her excitedly, with tears in his eyes, "That's right, it's been 11 years"

Thirteen had no expression on his face, and retracted his sword, his voice was like the coldest ice, "I don't know what you are talking about, I don't remember many things"

Mo Qu approached her and reached out to touch her face, but was avoided, "It's the best that you're still alive."

I was finally crushed by the desire in my heart "...can you talk to me?"

Here, Chu Qingli followed Wei Tingli to the Wei Mansion. The Wei Mansion is comparable to her eldest princess mansion, especially the exquisite structure inside, which is amazing.

The nine winding corridors, pavilions and waterside pavilions, and the plum hall of Xueyuan are all mysterious.

During this period, Chu Qingli probably also learned that Chang Yang's master and the Patriarch of the Wei Mansion should be from the same family, but since he became a doctor and a businessman, he didn't inherit the master's family. Nephew, respect Chang Yang as uncle.Now that the sword test is approaching, Chang Yang, who has never liked to join in the fun, is also invited to manage the guard hall.

Because of this relationship, the people in the Wei Mansion also regarded them as honored guests and arranged them in the courtyard on the right.

The courtyard is a place with very good lighting, and the word Sichuan is engraved on the plaque profusely.

Chu Shao was puzzled, and after pondering for a long time, he still couldn't figure out the meaning inside, so he had no choice but to ask, "Master, why is there no pavilion in this Weifu, and the name of this courtyard is so strange?"

Hu Miao put down her luggage and rushed over excitedly. Seeing this, she also looked at Chu Qingli to hear what she had to say.

Chu Qingli chuckled, pointed to the Sichuan character and said, "Look at the way the Sichuan is written, it flows down from west to east, the river flows eastward without end, and the owner of the Wei family must be in business because he wants to be smooth. And the courtyard on the west must be determined by the pavilion.”

"It was so"

"My son is so smart." Hu Miao came over, bowed to Chu Qingli, and said softly, "The west is indeed an attic."

When Chu Qingli saw her, she also cupped her hands, "I haven't thanked the girl yet, I don't know her name."

Humiao bit her lips cautiously, "Just call me Humiao."

"But the swan stands in the sky, the misty waves are vast and the fish and birds love each other?"

"exactly"

Chu Qingli chewed the word repeatedly, and felt that it was a "good name"

The blush on Humiao's cheeks became more obvious, "Have you never asked your son's name?"

"My lord, this is my cousin Chu Shao"

"So it's Mr. Chu." Hu Miao was obviously delighted.Chu Shao naturally also saw that something was wrong. Women are always sensitive to this aspect, and their faces are a bit ugly at the moment.

Hu Miao thought for a moment, and said tentatively, "The little uncle is supposed to visit Uncle Wei, and I'm afraid he won't be able to come for a while. Do you want to go around?"

Chu Qingli hesitated and said, "That's fine, I also have something to ask."

Sending Chu Shao back to the house to rest first, Chu Qingli followed Hu Miao to the back garden, because the season was just right, all kinds of flowers bloomed beautifully, and some of them had never been seen in the palace .

Hu Miao's appearance is very soft and beautiful, a typical Xiaojiabiyu, and because of wandering around, she has the informal temperament of the sons and daughters of the world, which is quite different from the nobility of Chu Qingli.Walking together at this moment, there is an indescribable sense of tranquility.

The water of the lake is emerald green, and the rockery on both sides blocks the heat. Being in the middle, it feels slightly cool.The day before yesterday, I drank too much and caught a cold. Now I feel dizzy and my voice is hoarse.

"Humiao, can you tell me how you met Thirteen?"

Hearing her voice, Humiao felt her heart beating a little irregularly, "We just came back from other places the day before yesterday, and we ran into each other on the road, it seemed that... the thirteenth girl seemed to be fighting with someone, and she was also injured, so the brother rescued her." Down"

Chu Qingli frowned slightly, with a gloomy expression on her face.

Hu Miao stopped, the wind slipped through the gaps in the rockery, the weeping willows swayed low, and the catkins fluttered like a spring snow.

The hair tied up by the jasper hairpin danced mischievously, and the pattern of the white brocade clothes seemed to be floating in the water, with ripples circling round and round.

"Are you acquainted with the thirteenth girl?"

Chu Qingli came back to her senses, and sneered, "We are not only acquainted, I have been married to her for a long time."

"You" Humiao took two steps back in disbelief, with a sad face "You"

"She's my wife"

Hu Miao was startled, without saying a word, she hurriedly covered her face and left.

From the main hall to the courtyard on the right, it happened to pass through the back garden.Chang Yang was eager to say something to Chu Qingli, so he shirked his farewell after visiting Patriarch Wei with a few words, but he didn't expect to hear such a shocking thing.

It is indeed appalling, otherwise how could it be unbearable heartache.

Mo Qu is only 13 years older than Thirteen, she is not very clear about what happened back then, although her childhood memories are vague, it is better than Thirteen has no memory at all.Shisan only listened to herself, with a calm face, the memories buried deep in Mo Qu's heart that could not be erased seemed to her like someone else's past, and had no connection with her at all.

Seeing that she still had that cold expression, Mo Qu was a little anxious, "Xiaoxue, don't you have any impression?"

Thirteen is sitting upright, with a blank face, the frosty white on the temples is glaring "no"

Mo Qu said unwillingly, "Then you always remember your name, Nangong Yanxue"

"Nangong Yanxue?" Thirteen lost his mind and murmured softly

The stone table was covered with deep red, thirteen eyes were filled with confusion, and there seemed to be a very beautiful woman whispering to her softly in her mind, "It seems like the moon is covered by light clouds, and the snow flutters like the flowing wind. Yanxue" Then a man said with a smile.Thirteen supported her head in pain, bright fireworks sounded from the sky, and exploded with a bang. She looked at it in panic, picked up the Tibetan snow and fled as if fleeing.

"Xiaoxue, where are you going?" Mo Qu chased her for a few steps, but the black shadow had disappeared, only the remaining flowers on the ground were still jumping.

Mo Qu let go of his strength, fell down and sat on Mottle, covered his face and cried bitterly, "I've been waiting for you for 11 years"

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Double section so double update O(∩_∩)O