Jianling

When Chu Wanzhen stopped Daoist Qingzheng to intercede, it was because the Shangyuan Festival was approaching, and she hoped to bring her close disciples of Bichen down the mountain to watch the lanterns.However, Daoist Qingzheng did something different this year. After learning that Meng Xing would not be back in the short term, he not only strictly prohibited his disciples from going down the mountain, but even said that he wanted to imprison Chu Wanzhen on the mountain together.

After all, Meng Xing was not around, and as a leader in the world, she really couldn't rest assured of Chu Wanzhen's proud kung fu.

But what kind of person is Chu Wanzhen? As the most beloved Princess Shunning of the current emperor, one person is under one person and above ten thousand people, and she is best at acting coquettishly to please others.As soon as he was released from the firewood room, he shamelessly wrapped himself around Qing Zhengdaojun, and begged her to nod with both soft and hard tactics.

Daoist Qing Zheng couldn't even be clean in the morning class, and was disturbed by her, so he simply said: "Go and ask Chongxuan for his opinion, he is your senior brother, he has the final say."

Chu Wanzhen yelled and retorted: "He's a junior!"

"Anyway, if you have anything you want, just ask Chongxuan." Daoist Qing Zheng recalled Chongxuan's usual attitude, and suddenly felt pity for the Second Highness in front of him, so he kindly suggested, "If you are willing to treat Chongxuan Say a few soft words and let him accompany you down the mountain, wouldn't it be better to have your peers accompany you and reassure the poor?"

Chu Wanzhen's almond eyes widened, she pointed at her chest in shock, and asked angrily, "Do you think I can speak soft words to him?"

Daoist Qing Zheng was silent for a moment, and regretted it a little, so he looked away insincerely: "The potential of the Second Highness is endless."

"Wait, tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, isn't Master still coming back?" Chu Wanzhen suddenly realized that if Meng Xing would come back in time, there was no need for her to give in to Shen Zhongxuan, "Zhong Xuan already knew about this ? He didn't tell me?"

Daoist Qingzheng regretted it even more, and he could only say: "It's just a poor guess...even if your master comes back, he will ask you to bring Chong Xuan with you. It's really not safe for you to be alone."

"Then let the brothers from Pichenmen accompany me."

"It's impossible..."

Chu Wanzhen leaned forward to pull her sleeve, and pouted pitifully: "But Zhongxuan really hates me, he has prejudice against me, and has always blamed me for robbing Master...I'm still angry Well, he is not happy that Master said a few more words to me, how can a man be so narrow-minded, so that Master dare not talk to me more."

Daoist Qing Zheng stretched out his fingers to smooth her frowning: "You are not allowed to speak ill of your fellow disciples behind your back."

Chu Wanzhen immediately stuck out her tongue, pretending to be disgusted on purpose, and repeated: "Shen Chongxuan is narrow-minded, Chong Chongxuan is narrow-minded, Chong Chongxuan is narrow-minded!"

This time, before she could finish speaking, a hand with well-articulated bones lightly pressed her shoulder, and the owner of the hand smiled like a spring breeze, and said softly: "Your Highness, your lord has a lot of swords, have you practiced your sword yet? "

Zhongxuan was summoned and finally rescued the tormented Daoist Qingzheng with Chu Wanzhen crying and howling, and took away Chu Wanzhen who was rolling around under the grateful gaze of Daoist Qingzheng. , went to the school grounds to practice sword together with the Second Highness.

Chu Wanzhen's talent in martial arts is indeed beyond the crowd, but it's a pity that the teachers who happened to meet were all eccentrics like Meng Xing and Chongxuan, and Meng Xing was eager to protect the calf, wishing to smother the two apprentices to death under his own wings Under the circumstances, they were never allowed to compete with others in private, so Chu Wan, who could only compete with Shen Zhongxuan all the year round, was inevitably frustrated and frustrated.

But Shen Chongxuan could never understand her depression, and even felt that His Royal Highness's cherry mouth was comparable to a cock. If he hadn't had some skills in bickering with Meng Xing in the early years, he might not be able to suppress Chu Wanzhen, a flea.

The two practiced sword together in the school grounds for two hours, Chu Wanzhen finally looked at the gradually setting sun, threw away the sword neatly, sat down on the ground, and said shamelessly: "I won't practice anymore, I'm exhausted! "

Zhong Xuan forced herself to forget the fact that Chu Wanzhen had paddled for two hours, and asked her patiently, "Then what do you want to do? Watching lanterns?"

"Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, I think it's strange to see lanterns?"

Shen Zhongxuan polished the sword slowly and then put it back into the sheath: "It's not surprising, but haven't you celebrated the Lantern Festival in the palace before?"

"It's different." Chu Wanzhen played with his hands for a while, and suddenly said, "I used to watch it with my father and the others. After watching, my father would discuss political affairs with my brother...I can't get in the conversation." Yes, I just listened to the floods here and the earthquakes over there. This faction was fighting against that faction. A long, long time ago, Grandpa Huang would still chat with me, but he became so confused later on, he would only talk to me over and over again. I talked about how magnificent Baopuzi was back then... I admire Baopuzi very much, probably because his story is the only talk in the palace that has nothing to do with political affairs."

Zhong Xuan was silent for a moment, and asked, "Where's your mother?"

"Mother's queen?" Chu Wanzhen smiled and winked at him, "My father likes my mother's queen very much, because she only has blue lamps and ancient Buddhas in her eyes, and she won't cause trouble. But I don't like it."

Shen Zhongxuan lowered his eyelashes and whispered, "What's the difference now?"

Chu Wanzhen's eyes were bright, and it was rare to take the initiative to look at him, and said excitedly: "I will be very happy with Master... No, not only Master, I am very happy with you. Although you hate it, I will fight with you." Happy too!"

Shen Zhongxuan looked at her silently, his heart moved slightly, but there was a cold smile on his face: "So you want me to accompany you down the mountain to watch the lanterns tomorrow night?"

Chu Wanzhen didn't feel ashamed when he said the central thing, but just winked at him pretending to be shy, and coyly said: "Brother Yuan Yuan, you are the best."

Shen Zhongxuan has never been very interested in folk festivals, but Meng Xing specifically told him to take good care of Chu Wanzhen, even if it is to drive ducks to the shelf, he must be on the shelf.

"It's okay if you don't go this year?"

"This year is different." Chu Wanzhen lowered her head, hesitated for a long time, finally made up her mind, and whispered, "I have someone I like."

Shen Zhongxuan's hand holding the scabbard shook suddenly, and his aimless eyes suddenly found a foothold, fixed firmly on Chu Wanzhen's face, Shen Zhongxuan was stunned for a while, and then asked in a trance: "I like it." people?"

It was rare for Chu Wan to show her daughter's attitude, she wrung her fingers and nodded shyly: "But my father may not agree, so I want to confess to him first."

Shen Zhongxuan has lived for 17 years, and this is the first time he has met someone who confides his emotions to him. The other party is still his nominally fellow apprentice. Shen Zhongxuan immediately felt a sense of responsibility and mission. As a senior brother, he swallowed. Difficult to say: "What kind of person is he?"

After all, in the past three years, Chu Wanzhen has never seen Chu Wanzhen in contact with other people of the same age... Can't it be said that she fell in love with Qing Zheng?That Qing Zheng is also much older than her.

Chu Wan's eyes showed obsession: "He is a swordsman."

swordsman?Isn't Chu Wanzhen surrounded by swordsmen?

Shen Zhongxuan took a deep breath, and asked softly, "What kind of swordsman?"

"He is gentle and magnanimous, and always puts up with my bad temper. He became famous in his youth, and he is the best swordsman in my heart." Chu Wanzhen winked at him again, looked at his snow-like white clothes, and added with a smile, " You know whose, he wears white clothes."

Shen Zhongxuan was even more frightened by what she said, feeling guilty for a while, subconsciously looked aside, and hinted embarrassingly: "He... maybe he already has a sweetheart?"

"How is it possible? He is always alone, and he is not close to women. The only girl around me is me."

Shen Zhongxuan's heart was beating like a drum, secretly suspecting that his face was already flushed, but he knew that he couldn't show timidity: "How do you know?"

"I get along with him day and night!" Chu Wan said firmly, and glanced at his face again, "Why are you so red, don't you also think of the person you like?"

Zhong Xuan quickly shook his head: "No."

"I don't believe you, you dreamed of a beauty the night before yesterday, hey, tell me, what kind of beauty is it?"

It would be fine if she didn't mention it, but when mentioning that night, Shen Zhongxuan's face turned red almost to the point of bleeding.

He did have a dream that night, and it was indeed the dream that Chu Wanzhen guessed. It is embarrassing to say it, but it is not the first time Chongxuan has such a dream.

——In his dream, there were thousands of layers of white snow, and the master he admired the most stood in the snow, bathed in the silent moonlight, with a smile on his face, which could be called disaster, in such a solemn and solemn snow Between the light of the moon and the light of the moon, there is a kind of frivolity that makes people's hearts sway.

And he walked forward involuntarily, step by step, and finally pressed against Meng Xing's earlobe, inch by inch to taste the full moonlight between his eyebrows and under his eyes.

Zhong Xuan's face was completely red.

Chu Wanzhen originally only wanted to share her little thoughts with him, but she never thought that her junior brother, who looked like Xiao Tongbei's own son, would actually have that kind of dream. The sweetheart next to her mouth only reached out to poke Shen Chongxuan's waist: "Wow, is there really one? Tell me, how good-looking is it? Is there a senior sister who looks good?"

Shen Zhongxuan avoided her hand and said without thinking: "Better than you."

"Damn, really?" Chu Wanzhen tickled him persistently, "Not bad, can you find a beauty who is prettier than me? Chase, chase her, hey, how did you know each other? How long have you liked her?" gone?"

Zhong Xuan was taken aback for a moment: "Like it?"

This time it was Chu Wan's turn to be shocked: "You did this to someone in your dream, don't you like it?"

"Is this what you like?" Shen Zhongxuan was completely stunned, and was so shocked that he couldn't choose what to say, "It's so sloppy...Is it like?"

Chu Wan was really dumbfounded: "Otherwise? Are you sloppy? Do you dream of different people every day?"

"...No," Shen Zhongxuan lowered his head in shame, "it's him every time."

Chu Wanzhen: "..." After thinking for a while, she decided to help her junior brother clear away the cloud of confusion, so she kindly suggested, "Shangyuan Festival is a good day to confess to your sweetheart, why don't you do it too? "

Shen Zhongxuan shook his head: "He's not here."

"It doesn't matter, the senior sister is here, in fact, I also want to confess on the Lantern Festival...so let's go to see the lanterns together, pick up some small things, write a letter, and send it to our sweethearts together."

The topic changed hundreds of thousands of times, but finally came back. Shen Zhongxuan couldn't help feeling amused, shook his head and said, "I don't think I like that."

"Then what do you think is liking?"

Zhong Xuan was choked by her rhetorical question, and couldn't answer for a while, but he followed Meng Xing all year round, and Meng Xing was like a heartless monster. He had never heard him talk about love, so Chong Xuan naturally had no way of knowing that he liked someone What kind of mood should people be in, and what kind of relationship mode should they be in.

"Do you miss her during the day?"

Shen Zhongxuan glanced at his sweaty palms, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

"How is she treating you?"

Shen Zhongxuan thought for a while, and selectively washed away most of Meng Xing's bad deeds: "It's still considerate."

"Have you ever thought about living with her? Just eat together, sleep together, practice sword together, wherever you go."

Zhong Xuan thought that he and Meng Xing had always been like this, but he still had a pensive look on his face, and said after a long time, "It's okay."

Chu Wanzhen made the final decision: "—I just like it!"