Master, are you married?

Xie Dao naturally wouldn't be angry with Jing Miao, he has never been angry with Jing Miao, the two of them used to get together less often, then Jing Miao suffered from heart disease, and now... Xie Dao likes him in his heart, and he doesn't want to call him He is angry.

So Xie Dao came over, and in the end he just turned the cold words into concern and urgency: "What's wrong with your eyes?"

"It's nothing, I just woke up after a long sleep, and I can't see the strong light for a while." Jing Miao blinked slowly at this moment, but the chill on Xie Dao's face was gone, and he suddenly felt a little lost. He might not mean it. Looking at Xie Dao's displeased expression, he just felt that Feng Jingling had seen it, but he hadn't seen it, and felt a little empty.

Feng Jingling looked at the two of them, felt that standing was boring and suspected of being an eyesore, so she left.

Jing Miao's eyes gradually got used to the light, he still held the black cloth strip in his hand, he couldn't help sighing slightly: "Senior Brother Feng is still careful, I haven't thanked him for taking care of me just now."

Xie Dao remained silent and did not answer.

Since no one answered, it is unlikely that Jing Miao would brazenly continue to praise Feng Jing, so she asked Xie, "Master, what is the matter that makes you unhappy today?" His eyes were clear now. The pupils were shining, and Chunshan was smiling between the brows. When Xie Dao saw it, he felt as if his heart had been stabbed. There was a faint pain, but also dense joy.

"It's nothing." Xie Dao said, he wasn't really afraid of being found out about his anger, but now he didn't want Jing Miao to know why he was angry just now.

Because the reason is too petty, and annoying.

The two talked for a while at Guyan Peak, feeling a little uncomfortable, and remembered that Jing Miao came back today, and Yu Simeng was waiting on Ziyun Peak, so they went back together with their swords.

When the two of them arrived, Yu Simeng was looking forward to it, followed by the impatient Gan Wu, Jing Miao and Xie Dao walking side by side with swords, Yu Simeng saw the two of them at a glance, and her eyes lit up Bright.After the two fell to the ground, Yu Simeng flew up, hugged Xie Dao's leg, looked up at Jing Miao, and said softly, "Brother, you are back."

"Yes." Jing Miao smiled slightly, lowered her body slightly, and let Gan Wu jump onto her shoulders, and gently stroked its head, then turned her head to look at Yu Simeng and said softly, " Is Gan Wu still bullying you these few days? If so, just tell the senior brother, the senior brother will make the decision for you."

Yu Simeng tilted her head slightly and thought about it carefully, before she was disappointed for a while and said: "No, brother can't be called to 'justice' for Mengmeng, but brother is still a 'good guy'!" Her face was showing off a little Meaning, longing for praise, these four words were all written on his face, as if he had said something extraordinary.

Gan Wu understood, and just jumped on Jing Miao's hair angrily, took off his wooden hairpin, and messed up his long hair, and let out a low growl of dissatisfaction in his throat.

Jing Miao was stunned for a while, so she went to see Xie Dao for help, Xie Dao came over and picked up Gan Wu, and Gan Wu ran up to his left shoulder, not daring to act presumptuously.

"She played with Shen Jiu these few days, and the two of them always listened to the disciples who went down the mountain talking about strange novels." Xie Dao brushed Jing Miao's messy hair with his fingers, straightened it out carefully, and Gan Wu put his hands together After handing over the wooden hairpin, he helped Jing Miao to roll up her hair, neither of them felt anything wrong.

Yu Simeng looked at the two of them curiously for a while with wide eyes open, and suddenly said crisply: "This is not acceptable!"

"What?" the two said in unison.

"Hmm—" Yu Simeng bit her finger, thinking in distress, then shook her head for a while, pouted her lips slightly and said, "I don't know, Mengmeng thinks this is not right, the book says that this is all What the husband and wife do, the hair is not to be touched."

After saying this, the two of them couldn't laugh or cry. Although Jing Miao was not embarrassed, she also realized that she and Xie Dao were getting too close. When Xie Dao let go, she took a step forward and held Yu Simeng He picked it up and said: "Nonsense, didn't senior brother also comb your hair for you?"

"It's different." Yu Simeng opened her big black and white eyes, puffed her face and said, "It feels very different, oops! Anyway—it's different anyway!" She didn't know what to say, so she lost her temper , gloomily and emphatically, "It's just different!"

Jing Miao couldn't help turning her head to look at Xie Dao, Xie Dao's expression was indifferent, neither displeased nor funny, just said: "You are not allowed to listen to those nonsense things in the future."

Yu Simeng felt wronged, but she didn't dare to refute, so she timidly huddled in Jing Miao's arms, looked at Xie Dao pitifully, trying to soften his thoughts with innocent and pitiful eyes.Jing Miao didn't dare to speak for the little girl, these few words were really too much, after all, in today's world, etiquette and etiquette can't escape even cultivating immortals, respecting teachers, respecting teachers, the king of heaven and earth, relatives and teachers, is still very important .

Duan Chunfu was just joking with him back then, but now Yu Simeng is ignorant, but Xie Dao is right in front of him, Jing Miao has to be ignorant, if he doesn't speak thoughtfully, I'm afraid he will offend Xie Dao, why not Did not say.

During these many years of practice, Xie Daoguan said the same thing, what decision he made, of course it was not so easy to change, so he ignored Yu Simeng's eyes and went back to the room.Yu Simeng held Jing Miao's collar pitifully, and whispered softly, "Senior brother...is Master angry?"

Jing Miao thought to herself, how do I know, her face remained calm, she just smiled and comforted, "No way."

After dinner together in the evening, Yu Simeng pestered Jing Miao and listened to the story of the Banquet of Flowers for a while, and couldn't help but have infinite reverie and yearning for those petal boats and water dragon hearts playing with others.It's just that it's getting late, Jing Miao saw that Yu Simeng was faintly sleepy, so she stopped talking and urged her to go to bed.

The whole day, Xie Dao seemed a little weird, although he didn't usually feel happy or angry, but Jing Miao could feel a little bit of whether he was happy or not, so he was very concerned about it.After Yu Simeng went to sleep, Jing Miao turned on the lamp and knocked on the door of Xie Dao's room.

"Come in."

Jing Miao pushed the door open, walked in with the lamp on, and saw the messy books and scrolls all over the place, there was no place to stay, so she obediently stood at the door, held up the lamp, but there was no place to put it. Can hold in hand.

I saw Xie Dao sitting by the bed, holding a book in his hand, without raising his head, he asked aloud, "What are you here for?"

"Master seems to be a little troubled today." Jing Miao said cautiously, raised her hem, gently kicked away a few well-bound scrolls, pretended not to know, and walked over, standing on the spot with her head held high, He had a dignified look on his face as if he hadn't done anything just now.

Xie Dao's hands paused, and he casually said: "Really?"

Jing Miao couldn't figure out Xie Dao's attitude, so she just said vaguely: "Is Master still caring about Simeng's Tong Yan today? She was just an inadvertent mistake, the child just talked nonsense, since she has already been punished she's..."

"Unintentional mistake." Xie Dao slowly repeated these four words, as if he was planning to chew these four words between his lips and teeth, then he suddenly raised his head to look at Jing Miao, and asked, "Do you care about what Simeng said today?"

Xie Dao's eyes have a kind of clarity and hotness that almost penetrates people's hearts. Jing Miao subconsciously wants to turn his face away, but he forcefully holds on. He has done nothing wrong, so why feel guilty.

"Tong Yan Wuji, the strong wind blows." Jing Miao stopped laughing, stood on the spot with her arms and legs tied, and said somewhat restrainedly, "Tu'er didn't take it to heart."

"You didn't." Xie Dao interrupted him, gently raised his sleeves, and all the scrolls and books floated in the air, and they were clearly separated, making way for Jing Miao, and he said again, " Find yourself a place to sit."

Xie Dao flipped lightly in the air with his hand, and there was a sound of flipping the book from nowhere, and the scroll untied the rope by itself, spread out, and flew up and down around Xie Dao.Jing Miao sat on the chair a little awkwardly, feeling a little at a loss for the first time in her life, and wanted to stand up after sitting for a while——

"Sit with me for a while." Xie Dao seemed to see through his thoughts, and suddenly said, "Is there anything urgent for you?"

"Not really." Jing Miao replied, falling into an awkward silence again, he could only lower his head to look at the candle flame, watching the flame on the wick flickering, growing and shortening, the lamp oil was still full, The lights weren't that bright, but it wasn't dark at all.

Xie Dao read the book for a long time before opening his mouth and said: "I will go to retreat in a few days, and I don't know how long it will take to get out. It may be three or four months at least, or more than ten years at most, and it may not be impossible." His Her temples were mottled in the light and shadow, and her face was hidden behind the book, so she couldn't see clearly, so Jing Miao responded softly to show that she was listening.

"Do you remember?" Xie Dao asked.

"Remember, the master said that he went to Yunyou with me after leaving the customs." Jing Miao said quickly, "I remember it very clearly, what's wrong?"

Xie Dao hid his face again, paused for a while and said: "Yes, I said this, but after I leave the customs, there is one more thing I want to say to you."

"Can't we say something now?" Jing Miao said.

"No." Xie Dao shook his head and said, "I say it now, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out." He said this very lightly, as if he was not talking about such a serious matter, but an insignificant one small situation.

Jing Miao was terribly frightened, her heart was so serious, her face paled a little, and she hurriedly said: "Then let's talk about it after we leave the customs, I just have to wait."

"Wait...even if it's more than ten years, will you wait?" Xie Dao said in a low voice.

"Don't say more than ten years, even if it's a hundred years, I will naturally wait." Jing Miao smiled slightly, carefully looking at Xie Dao's expression, seeing that he seemed to have a little joy on his face, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief .

The two chatted for a while, seeing Xie Dao finally smiled, Jing Miao immediately put down a big stone in her heart, and when it was late at night, she took her leave and went back to her room to rest.

Before closing the door, he didn't know if it was Jing Miao's illusion, but he heard Xie Dao say softly: "I went to my heart."

Whether it is true or not, whether it is illusion or reality, Jing Miao dare not ask, nor dare to think.

The author has something to say: small details:

Husband and wife are thrushes, and hair refers to knotting hair as husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love and affection.

Yu Simeng mixed up the boudoir fun with this poem.