If you don't go to the house, you are not a gentleman

The snow color of Meixue Ridge becomes less and less on the halfway up the mountain, and the scenery is once again at the bottom of the mountain.

An Le stepped on the moss on the stone, supported a green bamboo beside him and asked, "How much more is there?"

Mei Wuyin, who was walking in front, was familiar with the road, using lightness kung fu to step on the moss as smoothly as a flat road.

"In the middle of the bamboo forest."

An Le looked at the vast sea of ​​green bamboos, "..."

Mei Wuyin walked very fast, this area seemed to be like the backyard of his house, but An Le looked at the almost identical scenery and couldn't find a way out, just followed that elegant figure as closely as possible.

It is said to be in the middle of the bamboo forest, but in fact it is already close to the foot of the mountain, with the sound of the stream flowing down, Anle can still see a small pavilion hovering over the spring from a high place.

Surrounded by bamboo forests above the stream, there is an open space in the center with a few maple trees mixed in. The half-green and half-red leaves accompanied by the sound of water are also very artistic.

Mei Wuyin's footsteps had slowed down at this time, and his complexion changed a little. Stepping on the maple leaves and emerald bamboos, he touched the ground with his left foot, flew up and down onto the strong bamboos.An Le followed closely at the same pace, and fell aside.

Mei Wuyin pointed down, and there was a stele standing on a small open space. There were no weeds growing beside the stele, but a few small daisies bloomed instead. The seemingly delicate petals seemed to be tougher than imagined, able to Bloom against the cold wind.

An Le looked at the obelisk and asked softly, "Whose tomb is this?"

Mei Wuyin flew down, and he leaned slightly, rubbing the tombstone.

An Le jumped down and glanced at the few words engraved on the stele. He knew very well that it was Mei Wuyin's handwriting——

Sacrifice Ji Qingzhu.

An Le frowned slightly, he thought he knew not many people, but not too few.At least he remembered every famous person, but he had never heard of the name Ji Qingzhu.

"Who is he?"

The corner of Mei Wuyin's mouth twitched, not knowing whether it was ridicule or mourning, "You don't need to know, after all, you are already a dead person."

An Le couldn't help asking the question that made him even more curious.

"Why did the master erect a monument for this person?"

Mei Wuyin smiled slightly, "Why do you think so?"

An Le shook his head to express his ignorance.

Mei Wuyin's face suddenly changed, and she said viciously: "In order not to let me forget how cowardly and cowardly he was back then!"

Mei Wuyin patted the dust accumulated on the tombstone, and said casually: "So, don't be as cowardly and cowardly as him, otherwise how can you be worthy of your master?"

An Le vaguely felt that there was something in Mei Wuyin's words, but he couldn't figure out what he was talking about. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "What does the master mean?"

"..." Mei Wuyin said nothing, glanced at him, and answered the question after a while, "He used to be all-powerful, turning his hands into clouds and turning his hands into rain. I didn't expect him to be so courageous at first." Little boy, he ended up in such a state that no one even erected a tombstone for him. I felt sorry for him and erected a monument for him, but his bones were not buried because his bones have not been found yet.”

While sighing, Mei Wuyin caressed the corner of the stele in pity.

An Le quietly looked into Mei Wuyin's eyes, those eyes were almost overflowing with tenderness.

"..."

An Le raised his eyebrows, as if he had guessed the reason why Mei Wuyin took him to visit the grave.

He said: "Master, I have made up my mind."

Mei Wuyin turned her eyes to look at him, the once round face has been opened, it is more beautiful and bright than he expected, and now it is full of determination.

"Hmph," Mei Wuyin said, "You're usually in a daze!"

An Le blinked, but didn't realize why Mei Wuyin scolded him.

It was getting late, and finally An Le went back alone. Mei Wuyin squatted in front of the obelisk and said that she would go back later.

An Le walked slowly on the moss towards the mountainside, the vigor of the green bamboo became more and more obvious, but the emerald green gradually faded, and was covered with a layer of snow color.

Halfway up the mountain, the color of the snow was slightly diluted by the bright red plum blossoms, but An Le felt that the little plum red was very dazzling, more dazzling than the pure snow color.

The little boy stood respectfully waiting in front of the door, and when An Le came back, he handed over the stove that he had prepared for a long time.An Le didn't answer, he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Little devil, did you tell my master something?"

The little boy said without changing his expression, "What do you mean?"

An Le still smiled slightly, "For example, the prince or something?"

Looking at An Le's unnatural smile, Xiao Tong couldn't help but tremble secretly.

"Sir didn't ask much—"

An Le smiled, stretched out her right hand, pinching her index finger and thumb...

Xiao Tong: "..." He must be mighty and unyielding... Speaking of An Le, he will definitely not let him go!If Baili knew that he told him that he had a close relationship with a prince, Baili would definitely not let him go!

An Le snorted meaningfully.

The boy's face remained unchanged.

He must be calm, calm, indifferent, and not give in...

An Le saw that he was unmoved, and the smile on the corner of her mouth faded.

shit!

Xiao Tong replied very firmly: "I'll recruit, as long as you confess and be lenient."

An Le tilted his head and smiled slightly: "Not necessarily, but he must resist strictness. Say, who told the master about this?"

Xiaotong said more firmly: "Baili!"

An Le smiled relievedly and patted the boy on the head, "I heard that you like to eat Coptis chinensis recently, I'll bring you some next time."

Xiao Tong: "..." He already knew that An Le would not let him go either.

"Actually, Coptis chinensis is not that delicious..." Xiao Tong quickly defended, hoping to escape.

An Le smiled and said: "Really, then maybe you will feel delicious if you eat it a few times."

"..." He might as well shut up.

An Le took the stove from the boy's arms, and walked in with a calm expression.

The little boy stared blankly at An Le's back, shivering in the cold wind.

An Le stepped into her own Xiaoyao Pavilion, and closed the door very hard, isolating the snow-colored and plum-colored scenery outside. The room seemed to be getting more and more desolate. No one lived in it for more than ten years, resulting in a lack of popularity. An Le sniffed the air There was still a faint smell of wine, and he suddenly put the stove in his arms on the table.

The stove swayed three times.

An Le looked at the stove, and suddenly remembered that Fan Xi once gave her a unique meal

"It's a waste of money." An Le recalled the exquisite carvings on the hand stove without regret.

……

When Mei Wuyin came back, it was already time for dinner, and the little boy came to ask Anle what he wanted to eat.

As soon as Xiao Tong opened the door, he saw An Le sitting at the table, staring at a stove in a daze.

Xiaotong: "..." Who was the one who smiled at me just now?

It took An Le a moment to notice the boy standing blankly at the door, "What's the matter?"

The little boy asked, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

An Le paused, then suddenly laughed, still so beautiful.

"Osmanthus cake."

Xiao Tong was taken aback, he remembered that An Le didn't like sweets very much.

An Le added casually, "It's very sweet."

"..."

When Mei Wuyin came back from the mountain, she saw the little boy pounced on her, and quickly reached out to stabilize his body, the little boy suddenly cried out: "Sir, An Le has been possessed by a monster!"

"……kindness?"

Xiao Tong told An Le's abnormal behavior, but Mei Wuyin laughed.

"It seems that sweeping the grave is still somewhat effective."

Seeing Mei Wuyin, the little boy was not only not worried but also smiled, "..."

The little boy couldn't help asking: "What grave sweeping?"

Mei Wuyin patted the boy on the head, looked at the plum blossom who thanked Xiaoban, "It's just some nonsense from people who came here."

Mei Wuyin paused, then said in a low voice: "Although I don't want him not to follow in my footsteps, but I'm very happy to be a fellow, do you understand?"

The little boy tilted his head, and after a while, he shook his head.

Mei Wuyin sighed with a slight smile, "The plum blossoms are about to wither, probably the winter is coming to an end."

But the little boy said: "Sir, when the plum blossoms wither, other flowers will also bloom."

Mei Wuyin looked at the plum trees around the attic, "I can't see other flowers blooming either."

The little boy replied stubbornly: "Sir, you are kind."

"...Forget it," Mei Wuyin shook her head helplessly, "The wind in Mei Xueling is too cold, and other flowers cannot bloom."