Jianling

The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. Zhong Xuan couldn't get rid of the "I just like it" judgment for several hours, even when Qing Zheng Daojun came to him, he was still absent-minded.

Daoist Qingzheng has always taken special care of Shen Shenxuan, on the one hand because of Meng Xing's entrustment, on the other hand because of guilt and nostalgia for Wuhuan.

If it wasn't for Shen Zhongxuan who carried the Diansu sword with her around three years ago, she would have never thought that such a lonely Meng Yanhan would have blood left in the world - after all, the Wuhuan she knew was so decisive and resolute. A paranoid person, even the famous Meng Wubei is just one of the embellishments in her destined extraordinary life. It is hard for her to imagine what kind of mood Wuhuan would marry and have children, and even be willing to become a woman for a man. The silent and nameless generation.

Zhongxuan is gentle and meticulous, and in all fairness, Zhongxuan should be the most stable and considerate of the three masters and apprentices, but Meng Xing always gives people a sense of crisis that is unfathomable and unpeekable, and Chu Wanzhen is born with a sense of arrogance. Because of the extravagance of human beings, Shen Zhongxuan often appears to be too gentle and not decisive enough.

——This is completely different from Meng Yanhan.

Daoist Qingzheng often tries to use him to figure out what the man chosen by Wu Huan, who has never shown his face, should look like, but in the end he can only draw a vague outline—that is a man with her, He Qingru, and Meng Meng. Wusai, a young son who is completely different from Meng Yanhan.

Maybe he was born with a pair of happy eyes, because Shen Zhongxuan is like this, his eyebrows and eyes are always curved, and there is an unknowing romance in his humility and integrity, but it is a pity that his lips are as thin as Meng Yanhan. Laughing, it will definitely make people think that he and Meng Yanhan are indistinguishable and rebellious.

Qing Zheng couldn't help sighing again. To her, Meng Wubei and Meng Yanhan are both indispensable members of Pichen Mountain. Not only in terms of force, she hopes that even every plant and tree on the mountain can It has never changed, so everything is always new, and new is like old.

But now, in this huge world, the huge rivers and lakes, and the huge Bichen Mountain, she has chosen to stay behind, who was the most unusable person back then, watching the old man walk towards the untraceable place of the living again and again, either vigorously or plainly. territory.

Just living is already so hard.

But she has to stay after all, no matter how dispensable she is, she will never evade the burden that should be borne by her—that is a little love and expectation, and it is Qingru Daojun's second choice, It was the youthful spirit of Meng Wubei and Meng Yanhan, but it was already a weight she decided to bear with her whole life.

Shen Zhongxuan's figure sitting in front of the window swaying gently with the candlelight, Qing Zheng Daojun knocked on the door, and waited outside the room with his sleeves in his hands. After a while, Zhong Xuan came out with a fur, and carefully dressed him. On her shoulder, Fang asked: "What's the rush, Mr. Dao?"

"It's not urgent." Daoist Qing Zheng twisted his fingers quietly, trying to recite the manuscript that had been brewing all day, "But I really want to ask you something."

Shen Zhongxuan blinked and said, "I know everything."

"Have you agreed to the Second Highness?" Daoist Qing Zheng paused for a moment, "It's about the Shangyuan Festival."

Shen Zhongxuan shook her head: "But if she insists on going down the mountain alone tomorrow night, I will follow behind to protect her. Don't worry, Mr. Dao."

Daoist Qing Zheng couldn't help laughing: "Why is this necessary? You sell her a favor, and she will remember this favor when she returns to the palace in the future."

"Will she go back to the palace?" Shen Zhongxuan also smiled with her, "I thought she wished she could haunt Master for the rest of her life."

"Of course she wants to follow you, but how is it possible?" Qingzheng Daojun sighed softly, "She is already a big girl, and His Majesty must love her very much, so she is still practicing with you , but it’s only a matter of the past two years, when the court is stable, she must be called back to the palace to find a good husband with both civil and military background.”

"Lang Jun?" Shen Zhongxuan froze for a moment, the affairs of Fengyue are always far away from him, at least he has never taken the initiative to think about it, but the "good lord" that Qing Zhengdaojun said at this time must not be The "swordsman" that Chu Wan really wanted.

He was a little embarrassed for a while, because he had never thought about it before, and this was the first time he felt at a loss. Is it more important to be ordered by his parents, or because he likes it?

No, he doesn't have parents, so he doesn't seem to have to worry about it.

——Then what would Meng Xing think?Will Meng Xing arrange a marriage for him?After all, Meng Xing is his master, a master who will be a master for a day and a father for life, it is only natural for him to handle these things for him... But Meng Xing is born rebellious, I am afraid that he himself is not willing to find a girl to fool him, Otherwise, with his appearance and fame, he would not be single until now.

...Then will Meng Xing get married?Meng Xing was seven years older than him, so he should have started a family long ago.

Daoist Qingzheng called him several times in a row, but there was no response from Shen Zhongxuan. The latter had a serious expression on his face, as if he was thinking about some difficult problem in martial arts, and Daoist Qingzheng was inconvenient to disturb him, so he just kept quiet Wait for him to come back to God.

After half a quarter of an hour, Shen Zhongxuan finally came back to her senses as she wished, and her first reaction was to ask her: "Mr. Dao, will everyone get married?"

Daoist Qingzheng was puzzled by his question, and he suspected that he was implying that he was single until now, but Daoist Qingzheng had a good temper, so he thought he was innocent and explained in a nice way: "Most people are like this. , but Jianghu people pay attention to being free and easy, compared to Wanzhen's background, Jianghu people are more likely to stay with the one they love. "

"Then what if you never meet the person you love in your whole life?"

Daoist Qing Zheng had a smile on his face, but weeping tears in his heart. He was even more convinced that this kid was exposing his scars, but he still softly taught the confused boy: "Then stay alone."

Heavy Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Even he himself didn't know why he was relieved, probably because he was worried that Meng Xing would marry a woman who was as careless as Chu Wanzhen, which would cause him more trouble.

Daoist Qing Zheng glanced at him. After all, he had lived for more than ten or twenty years, and he could see a lot of his thoughts at this glance. He smiled and asked narrowly, "Do you have someone you like?"

Zhong Xuan quickly shook his head: "No."

So Chu Wanzhen's sentence of "I just like it" persisted in his mind, and he yelled several times indignantly, causing him a headache.

"You don't need to be shy if you like it." Qing Zhengdao Jun looked at him tenderly, and said softly, "Your mother dared to say that she was in love with no sorrow when she was twelve or thirteen years old. Although it seems like a childish joke now, she has always been very bold. Dao has always envied her for that."

"Mother did not do it right," Shen Zhongxuan shook his head, thinking of something, and added, "But at least she and Shizu seem to be a good match."

——And what about him and Meng Xing? ...simply ridiculous!

Zhong Xuan wished he couldn't use a whole set of spirit appraisal to kill the excited self who was harboring sneaky thoughts immediately.

"Good match?" Daoist Qingzheng smiled, "Maybe. It's just that the poor believe that you are her child, and she is a woman of peerless elegance—this kind of elegance should go beyond gender. She and Shouzhenjun are the same. People who are equally astonishing and talented, but you are more gentle and meticulous than them. In all fairness, you are only 17 years old. If it is, it will be more likable than Wuhuan."

Shen Zhongxuan shook his head faster: "I don't have those thoughts."

Unfortunately, the more he refuted, the more determined Qing Zheng became.

Back then, Wu Huan more or less meant to die for love. If it weren't for the obsession with Meng Wubei, the current head of the Pichen Sect would be Taoist Wuhuan, and Taoist Qingzheng would not want to see him anyway. Until her children repeat the same mistakes.Young people's liking can be long or short, deep or shallow, but it was Qing Rudao who underestimated Wu Huan's obsession with Meng Wubei that led to those tragedies. Willing to put Chong Xuan in danger.

Zhong Xuan was in a daze when he suddenly heard Qing Zheng ask: "How old is that girl? How long have you known each other? What does the family do? Are you also from the Jianghu? Have you discussed it with your elders? If you are from the Jianghu, It is up to your master to propose marriage, but your master is perverted by nature, and it may not be easy to pass his test... Pindao hasn't asked you yet, how is that girl's temperament? Does she like you? If you are not from the Jianghu, just I need your uncle's help. Although your family has a lot of money, you have been studying martial arts for the past few years, and I'm afraid you haven't learned much about business. How will you make a living in the future? Don't just sit and eat. Have you considered all these?"

Chong Xuan: "..."

But he couldn't make a sound for a while looking at the concerned eyes of Lord Zhengdao of Shangqing, and those perfunctory rebuttals before all seemed extremely pale and powerless under such concern.

Daoist Qing Zheng is his mother's close friend, and even his actual teacher. How would an elder with such a status think about his secret and dirty thoughts?

Zhong Xuan suddenly felt a palpitation.

The thought of being threatened and almost extinguished by him just showing his head suddenly grows in the wind, as if someone is sticking to his ear and shouting triumphantly, whether it is to instigate or force, the invisible light in his heart The dirty thing also suddenly gave birth to the desire to be recognized.

——This is ridiculous.

Chong Chongxuan gritted his teeth, faced Qing Zheng Daojun's caring gaze, and rebuffed her kindness: "Daojun, really not."

Qing Zheng was disappointed.

In the past three years, Meng Xing only took them down the mountain occasionally, as if for the real safety of Chu Wan, he locked them up on the mountain for most of the three years, and Daoist Qing Zheng had to take care of Meng Xing who was often missing. These two children, however, she still had to realize soberly that during these three years when Shen Zhongxuan grew up and looked like Wuhuan, he still never trusted her wholeheartedly for a moment.

Sometimes he is very like Wuhuan, guarded and indifferent, and has always been unafraid to suspect others with the greatest malice—it's just that Wuhuan's trust was once given to her, but Shen Chongxuan refused to give it to her, that's all.

"Chongxuan," Qing Zheng looked deeply at Zhongxuan, and returned the fur to him by the way, "Your master is not the only one who cares about you in this world."

Shen Zhongxuan froze for a moment, and suddenly heard Song Zhubo gritted his teeth and said this sentence three years ago, but he was too young at that time, so he laughed it off, but today's Qing Zheng is better than Song Zhubo at that time. Waves are much softer and more sincere.

It's just that after finding out that he was not trusted, Qing Zheng expressed disappointment to him, while Song Zhubo expressed anger.

Shen Zhongxuan lowered his head and pinched his palms fiercely. After a long time, he lowered his voice and said, "Daojun, I won't like him anymore."

"How do you know for sure?"

Shen Zhongxuan closed his eyes and said softly, "I can't destroy him."