small rivers and lakes
Chapter 28
Can't help...
Never thought that he would have such thoughts about himself, Le Wuyou was startled and annoyed, full of panic, stared at him for a moment, then shifted his gaze away, stared at the blue tile next to him, and tried his best to keep his voice steady. Line: "When did this kind of... um... start?"
"I don't know, maybe this is called love without knowing where to start." Zhong Yi lay on his back on the roof, looking at him intently, his pair of phoenix eyes reflected a little bit of starlight, like a pool of bottomless autumn water under a moonlit night.
He caught Le Wuyou's erratic line of sight, and couldn't help feeling a bit of distress in his heart: After all, he was too impulsive...
Le Wuyou let go of him, turned around, sat on the ridge of the roof, grabbed the wine jar, raised his head and took a big gulp, the hot liquor burned down his throat, like a wildfire ignited in his heart.
He turned to look at Zhong Yi, only to find that he was also looking at him.
Le Wuyou's eyes drifted away, and he looked blankly at the vast night sky, only to feel that the moon and stars are sparse tonight, just like a dream, he pinched himself hard with his fingers hidden under his sleeves, it hurts With a twitch, I began to believe that the sudden confession and kiss were not in a dream.
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he pretended to be calm and said, "You... are you Duanxiu?"
Zhong Yi looked at his handsome profile, and replied honestly: "Before I reunited with Ah You, I never had any admiration for a man."
Le Wuyou was startled: "Then...the one you like is actually a woman?"
Zhong Yi said honestly, "I've never had a moment's heart for a woman."
"..." Le Wuyou was dumbfounded, and stayed for a moment uneasy, then reluctantly came to a conclusion, "Probably because I have seen too few women."
Zhong Yi was stunned: "Huh?"
"Cough, cough..." Le Wuyou cleared his throat, straightened his back, raised his face a little bit to hide, "I think you mistakenly think that you like men because you haven't tasted women before, young man, you're just beginning to fall in love. It should have been a golden camp of flowers, leaning against the red and nestling in the emerald, bright clothes and angry horses, flames and wild flowers..."
He didn't know what to think of, his voice gradually became low, a dagger slipped from his sleeve, he grasped the cold hilt, and gradually pulled it out, the cold front reflected the moonlight, illuminating his quiet side face.
Zhong Yi looked at Le Wuyou ecstatically, and what emerged in his mind was the figure of Le Wuyou flying out of the window of Jinfen downstairs like a frightened bird ten years ago, embracing him to escape the horse's hooves. Just like the bright sun and light breeze in Jinling that day, it was just the youthful spirit and high spirits...
Once in ten years, he had dreamed of the rivers and lakes, and everything was impermanent, but the bright eyes at the beginning were forever fresh in his heart.
"Ayou..."
Le Wuyou didn't make a sound, as if immersed in old shadows.
At that time, Tianque Mountain was still the orthodox martial arts, Fengmanlou was still the school of swordsmanship, Zhengyang and Zhaodan, the two long swords were decisive in killing and cutting out a prosperous and peaceful Jiangnan martial arts.
Long Yunteng, Chai Kaiyang, Le Wuyou, Chang Zixuan... The disciples of the aristocratic family worshiped into the mountain gate one after another. That year, the sky in Jinling was high and the clouds were wide. In the late spring and March, the warblers were flying and the grass was growing. …
Zhong Yi held his cold hand: "Ayou."
Le Wuyou quickly came back to his senses, the strange look in his eyes was fleeting, he stared blankly for a moment, slowly gathered, looked at Zhong Yi's face, and suddenly smiled: "Little beauty, do you know Miss Liu? Her appearance, singing voice, and dancing skills are not outstanding, so why is she the top card in Jinfenlou?"
Zhong Yi looked at him with a smile: "Why?"
"Because what you can't get is the best," Le Wuyou said with a big laugh, "That little Lang Hoof of Chai Kaiyang offered a thousand taels of gold and a hundred dendrobium of pearls to ask Miss Liu to sing a song, but Miss Liu didn't even Don't even look at him."
"Then Miss Liu is willing to see you?"
Le Wuyou proudly said: "It's not just that he is willing to see me, the old man was Miss Liu's guest of honor back then."
"The girl Liu doesn't even like gold and pearls, how can she like you?" Zhong Yi asked sourly.
Le Wuyou said: "I went east to Guangling and found the Shuangfeng pipa played by Concubine Yang Guifei in the black market. Miss Liu naturally looked at me differently."
Zhong Yi was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.
Le Wuyou continued to say: "That day, the old man arranged flowers and wine for Miss Liu, and there were 36 tables full of guests, and 720 red candles were burned that night, Miss Liu's cheeks were flushed, and the fragrance was soft..."
"...Ayou?" Zhong Yi interrupted him, "What exactly do you want to say?"
Le Wuyou's eyes fell on his face, and he smiled lazily: "Next time, the old man will take you to the Golden Fen Building, call a few flower girls, and enjoy the tenderness, and you will never be together again." What a long-winded question about broken sleeves."
"..." Zhong Yi couldn't help laughing, thinking that I don't know the origin of love, and I don't know the depth of karma. What I'm thinking of is the connection with you and the sympathy between the two. ?
He looked into Le Wuyou's eyes softly, and asked with a smile: "Ayou, did you ever have the slightest temptation for me?"
Le Wuyou said stiffly: "There never was."
Rejecting so simply, Zhong Yi laughed silently.
The night gradually deepened, and the moon also hid behind the clouds. Under Zhong Yi's naked and magnanimous gaze, Le Wuyou's cheeks quietly turned pink, like a fire, burning from her cheeks to her ears, even her eyes. Feel hot.
Zhong Yi raised her hand and touched his ear.
Le Wuyou trembled all over, stood up abruptly, stared blankly for a while, then flew off the roof suddenly, Zhong Yi raised his eyes, and saw his light figure like a swift, swiftly throwing himself into the nearby woods.
Zhong Yi raised his hand, gently rubbing his fingertips, recalling the warmth and delicateness under his fingertips just now, couldn't help laughing: If you really don't have the slightest bit of temptation, why are you blushing?
On the dilapidated wooden bed in the inn, Jiubao was sleeping soundly with his mouth open. In his dream, the table was full of roast chicken, roast duck, suckling pig, lamb... just as he didn't know which one to eat, he suddenly felt someone broke into the room.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and took out the dagger from under the pillow, only to realize that the figure sitting on his window sill looked familiar.
The moonlight came in from the broken window, and the person on the window sill opened a folding fan, waving the fan tenaciously in the autumn wind in the north, and said with a leisurely smile, "Xiao Jiubao, ask my brother something."
Jiubao never expected that it was him who disturbed her dream, sat cross-legged on the bed angrily, wiped the saliva from her cheeks, and said depressedly: "What do you want to talk about in the middle of the night?"
"Go and check Miss Liu in the Jinfen Building, whether someone gave her a pipa and arranged flower wine ten years ago."
"What?" Jiu Bao suspected that she had heard it wrong.
Zhong Yi said it again with a firm tone.
Jiubao raised her hand, slapped her forehead, closed her eyes and said to herself: "I must be dreaming, this dream is really strange, how could that bastard suddenly want to check on a girl, I actually It's really rare to have such a strange dream..."
Pa...a chestnut fried in sugar hit him on the forehead.
Jiubao yelled "Ouch" and opened his eyes: "I'm not dreaming? Then you are sleepwalking!"
"Stop rambling! I'm sober now," Zhong Yi slapped his fan hard on his palm, and said, "Go!"
Jiu Bao was angry: "What medicine did you take wrongly?"
However, what answered him was Zhong Yi's floating figure, and Ruoyue Ruowu murmured: "He said he was the guest of Miss Liu, but I clearly saw that he was as pink and tender as a flower bud, so he must be a virgin... "
Jiubao's face became hot, and he growled: "What are you researching in the middle of the night!"
Zhong Yi returned to the room, pushed open the door, and a skinny hand came over like lightning. With a flash of his body, holding a folding fan, he blocked three moves in a row, put the folding fan into his sleeve, his hands were like claws, facing him Go up and fight with him.
The candlelight in the room was flickering, and the clothes were fluttering. The two of them did not say a word in the cramped space. They used thirty moves in a row, and the moves and minds they used were all the same.
Su Yuhen let out a gasp, suddenly changed his moves, and his figure changed, as unpredictable as a water ghost.However, Zhong Yi also changed his moves, each move was still almost the same as him, but more imposing, his vigorous body was like a swimming dragon, restraining his attacks everywhere.
The two fought a hundred moves, Zhong Yi suddenly moved, and a erratic figure instantly appeared on Su Yuhen's other side, raising his hand to grab his shoulder.
Su Yuhen withdrew his body back, involving the old injury, couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
Zhong Yi pressed a paw on his shoulder, but didn't grab it. Instead, she retreated and turned around, and said with a soft smile, "Give way."
"Who are you?" Su Yuhen asked in a low voice.
Zhong Yi flicked up his clothes, sat at the table, poured himself a cup of herbal tea slowly, then smiled lightly, and said proudly, "Zhong Lijue, the seventh generation lord of Xianming Mountain City."
"What?" Su Yuhen screamed, took a step back, sat down on the edge of the bed, raised her hand to grab the bed rail, and heard a click, and the wooden bed rail was crushed into powder.
He looked up at Zhong Yi, and asked like a cannonball: "Your name is Zhong Lijue? Who is your mother? Your father... who is your father? You...why did you come to the Central Plains?"
Zhong Yi said lightly: "I came to the Central Plains to find my father."
"Your father is from the Central Plains?"
"En." Zhong Yi responded, and his eyes fell on Su Yuhen's gorgeous face, "Who are you? Why did I, the bone-selling hand and Quantai of Xianming Mountain City, point at me?"
Su Yuhen sat with his head bowed, his black hair hanging down his face. Hearing this, he smiled sadly, a strange gleam of light slipped through his long and narrow eyes, and his skinny fingers touched his beautiful face, inch by inch from bottom to top. I touched it all the way to the extremely shallow red birthmark on the forehead.
He raised his head, covered his face with his hands, looked at Zhong Yi through his fingers, and smiled slyly: "Who am I? I don't even know who I am now...Haha...hahaha..."
Never thought that he would have such thoughts about himself, Le Wuyou was startled and annoyed, full of panic, stared at him for a moment, then shifted his gaze away, stared at the blue tile next to him, and tried his best to keep his voice steady. Line: "When did this kind of... um... start?"
"I don't know, maybe this is called love without knowing where to start." Zhong Yi lay on his back on the roof, looking at him intently, his pair of phoenix eyes reflected a little bit of starlight, like a pool of bottomless autumn water under a moonlit night.
He caught Le Wuyou's erratic line of sight, and couldn't help feeling a bit of distress in his heart: After all, he was too impulsive...
Le Wuyou let go of him, turned around, sat on the ridge of the roof, grabbed the wine jar, raised his head and took a big gulp, the hot liquor burned down his throat, like a wildfire ignited in his heart.
He turned to look at Zhong Yi, only to find that he was also looking at him.
Le Wuyou's eyes drifted away, and he looked blankly at the vast night sky, only to feel that the moon and stars are sparse tonight, just like a dream, he pinched himself hard with his fingers hidden under his sleeves, it hurts With a twitch, I began to believe that the sudden confession and kiss were not in a dream.
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he pretended to be calm and said, "You... are you Duanxiu?"
Zhong Yi looked at his handsome profile, and replied honestly: "Before I reunited with Ah You, I never had any admiration for a man."
Le Wuyou was startled: "Then...the one you like is actually a woman?"
Zhong Yi said honestly, "I've never had a moment's heart for a woman."
"..." Le Wuyou was dumbfounded, and stayed for a moment uneasy, then reluctantly came to a conclusion, "Probably because I have seen too few women."
Zhong Yi was stunned: "Huh?"
"Cough, cough..." Le Wuyou cleared his throat, straightened his back, raised his face a little bit to hide, "I think you mistakenly think that you like men because you haven't tasted women before, young man, you're just beginning to fall in love. It should have been a golden camp of flowers, leaning against the red and nestling in the emerald, bright clothes and angry horses, flames and wild flowers..."
He didn't know what to think of, his voice gradually became low, a dagger slipped from his sleeve, he grasped the cold hilt, and gradually pulled it out, the cold front reflected the moonlight, illuminating his quiet side face.
Zhong Yi looked at Le Wuyou ecstatically, and what emerged in his mind was the figure of Le Wuyou flying out of the window of Jinfen downstairs like a frightened bird ten years ago, embracing him to escape the horse's hooves. Just like the bright sun and light breeze in Jinling that day, it was just the youthful spirit and high spirits...
Once in ten years, he had dreamed of the rivers and lakes, and everything was impermanent, but the bright eyes at the beginning were forever fresh in his heart.
"Ayou..."
Le Wuyou didn't make a sound, as if immersed in old shadows.
At that time, Tianque Mountain was still the orthodox martial arts, Fengmanlou was still the school of swordsmanship, Zhengyang and Zhaodan, the two long swords were decisive in killing and cutting out a prosperous and peaceful Jiangnan martial arts.
Long Yunteng, Chai Kaiyang, Le Wuyou, Chang Zixuan... The disciples of the aristocratic family worshiped into the mountain gate one after another. That year, the sky in Jinling was high and the clouds were wide. In the late spring and March, the warblers were flying and the grass was growing. …
Zhong Yi held his cold hand: "Ayou."
Le Wuyou quickly came back to his senses, the strange look in his eyes was fleeting, he stared blankly for a moment, slowly gathered, looked at Zhong Yi's face, and suddenly smiled: "Little beauty, do you know Miss Liu? Her appearance, singing voice, and dancing skills are not outstanding, so why is she the top card in Jinfenlou?"
Zhong Yi looked at him with a smile: "Why?"
"Because what you can't get is the best," Le Wuyou said with a big laugh, "That little Lang Hoof of Chai Kaiyang offered a thousand taels of gold and a hundred dendrobium of pearls to ask Miss Liu to sing a song, but Miss Liu didn't even Don't even look at him."
"Then Miss Liu is willing to see you?"
Le Wuyou proudly said: "It's not just that he is willing to see me, the old man was Miss Liu's guest of honor back then."
"The girl Liu doesn't even like gold and pearls, how can she like you?" Zhong Yi asked sourly.
Le Wuyou said: "I went east to Guangling and found the Shuangfeng pipa played by Concubine Yang Guifei in the black market. Miss Liu naturally looked at me differently."
Zhong Yi was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.
Le Wuyou continued to say: "That day, the old man arranged flowers and wine for Miss Liu, and there were 36 tables full of guests, and 720 red candles were burned that night, Miss Liu's cheeks were flushed, and the fragrance was soft..."
"...Ayou?" Zhong Yi interrupted him, "What exactly do you want to say?"
Le Wuyou's eyes fell on his face, and he smiled lazily: "Next time, the old man will take you to the Golden Fen Building, call a few flower girls, and enjoy the tenderness, and you will never be together again." What a long-winded question about broken sleeves."
"..." Zhong Yi couldn't help laughing, thinking that I don't know the origin of love, and I don't know the depth of karma. What I'm thinking of is the connection with you and the sympathy between the two. ?
He looked into Le Wuyou's eyes softly, and asked with a smile: "Ayou, did you ever have the slightest temptation for me?"
Le Wuyou said stiffly: "There never was."
Rejecting so simply, Zhong Yi laughed silently.
The night gradually deepened, and the moon also hid behind the clouds. Under Zhong Yi's naked and magnanimous gaze, Le Wuyou's cheeks quietly turned pink, like a fire, burning from her cheeks to her ears, even her eyes. Feel hot.
Zhong Yi raised her hand and touched his ear.
Le Wuyou trembled all over, stood up abruptly, stared blankly for a while, then flew off the roof suddenly, Zhong Yi raised his eyes, and saw his light figure like a swift, swiftly throwing himself into the nearby woods.
Zhong Yi raised his hand, gently rubbing his fingertips, recalling the warmth and delicateness under his fingertips just now, couldn't help laughing: If you really don't have the slightest bit of temptation, why are you blushing?
On the dilapidated wooden bed in the inn, Jiubao was sleeping soundly with his mouth open. In his dream, the table was full of roast chicken, roast duck, suckling pig, lamb... just as he didn't know which one to eat, he suddenly felt someone broke into the room.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and took out the dagger from under the pillow, only to realize that the figure sitting on his window sill looked familiar.
The moonlight came in from the broken window, and the person on the window sill opened a folding fan, waving the fan tenaciously in the autumn wind in the north, and said with a leisurely smile, "Xiao Jiubao, ask my brother something."
Jiubao never expected that it was him who disturbed her dream, sat cross-legged on the bed angrily, wiped the saliva from her cheeks, and said depressedly: "What do you want to talk about in the middle of the night?"
"Go and check Miss Liu in the Jinfen Building, whether someone gave her a pipa and arranged flower wine ten years ago."
"What?" Jiu Bao suspected that she had heard it wrong.
Zhong Yi said it again with a firm tone.
Jiubao raised her hand, slapped her forehead, closed her eyes and said to herself: "I must be dreaming, this dream is really strange, how could that bastard suddenly want to check on a girl, I actually It's really rare to have such a strange dream..."
Pa...a chestnut fried in sugar hit him on the forehead.
Jiubao yelled "Ouch" and opened his eyes: "I'm not dreaming? Then you are sleepwalking!"
"Stop rambling! I'm sober now," Zhong Yi slapped his fan hard on his palm, and said, "Go!"
Jiu Bao was angry: "What medicine did you take wrongly?"
However, what answered him was Zhong Yi's floating figure, and Ruoyue Ruowu murmured: "He said he was the guest of Miss Liu, but I clearly saw that he was as pink and tender as a flower bud, so he must be a virgin... "
Jiubao's face became hot, and he growled: "What are you researching in the middle of the night!"
Zhong Yi returned to the room, pushed open the door, and a skinny hand came over like lightning. With a flash of his body, holding a folding fan, he blocked three moves in a row, put the folding fan into his sleeve, his hands were like claws, facing him Go up and fight with him.
The candlelight in the room was flickering, and the clothes were fluttering. The two of them did not say a word in the cramped space. They used thirty moves in a row, and the moves and minds they used were all the same.
Su Yuhen let out a gasp, suddenly changed his moves, and his figure changed, as unpredictable as a water ghost.However, Zhong Yi also changed his moves, each move was still almost the same as him, but more imposing, his vigorous body was like a swimming dragon, restraining his attacks everywhere.
The two fought a hundred moves, Zhong Yi suddenly moved, and a erratic figure instantly appeared on Su Yuhen's other side, raising his hand to grab his shoulder.
Su Yuhen withdrew his body back, involving the old injury, couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
Zhong Yi pressed a paw on his shoulder, but didn't grab it. Instead, she retreated and turned around, and said with a soft smile, "Give way."
"Who are you?" Su Yuhen asked in a low voice.
Zhong Yi flicked up his clothes, sat at the table, poured himself a cup of herbal tea slowly, then smiled lightly, and said proudly, "Zhong Lijue, the seventh generation lord of Xianming Mountain City."
"What?" Su Yuhen screamed, took a step back, sat down on the edge of the bed, raised her hand to grab the bed rail, and heard a click, and the wooden bed rail was crushed into powder.
He looked up at Zhong Yi, and asked like a cannonball: "Your name is Zhong Lijue? Who is your mother? Your father... who is your father? You...why did you come to the Central Plains?"
Zhong Yi said lightly: "I came to the Central Plains to find my father."
"Your father is from the Central Plains?"
"En." Zhong Yi responded, and his eyes fell on Su Yuhen's gorgeous face, "Who are you? Why did I, the bone-selling hand and Quantai of Xianming Mountain City, point at me?"
Su Yuhen sat with his head bowed, his black hair hanging down his face. Hearing this, he smiled sadly, a strange gleam of light slipped through his long and narrow eyes, and his skinny fingers touched his beautiful face, inch by inch from bottom to top. I touched it all the way to the extremely shallow red birthmark on the forehead.
He raised his head, covered his face with his hands, looked at Zhong Yi through his fingers, and smiled slyly: "Who am I? I don't even know who I am now...Haha...hahaha..."
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