Youxu Hexu

Ji Miaohua didn't think she was angry but thought she was happy, "In the future, my relatives and I will get old, so we will die here together."

old?

Duanmu Huichun turned his head to look at Ji Miaohua, just in time Ji Miaohua also looked over.The sun was shining in the west, and the clouds all over the sky gathered in his eyes, shining a faint purple light. He was dressed in an azure robe to suppress the roughness of the Western Qiang, and he did not have a bit of the wildness of the Central Plains.

If such a person grows old, what will he look like?

Maybe there is a bit of secular turbidity between the eyebrows, or maybe there are a few time marks on the corners of the eyes and mouth.

Duanmu Huichun thought about this, and found that he had leaned over at some point, and the purple light in his eyes was replaced by his own reflection.Duanmu Huichun saw that he was staring at him with wide eyes, or at himself in his eyes.

"What do you want to do?" His voice was extremely cold, like a scoop of cold water pouring on Ji Miaohua's heart.

Ji Miaohua opened the corner of her mouth, "I want to kiss you."

Duanmu Huichun took two steps back.

Ji Miaohua looked at him innocently, "Just thinking about it."

Duanmu Huichun said: "I've already seen what you asked me to read. Can we go?"

Ji Miaohua said: "What about the inscription?"

Duanmu Huichun said: "There are many literati at the foot of the mountain who make a living by selling calligraphy and painting. Don't say that they are extinct, that is, they are self-extinct, and most of them are written by people."

Ji Miaohua rarely said seriously: "But none of them are Duanmu Huichun."

Duanmu Huichun's heart moved, he wanted to see Ji Miaohua's face, but he was afraid that he would lose his direction because he could see too clearly, he hesitated for a while, and finally turned around and returned to the palace.

Ji Miaohua stood behind him, her fists beside her were clenched tightly.

Duanmu Huichun's figure slowly disappeared from sight.

for a long time.

Ji Miaohua breathed a sigh of relief.

Patience is really a science.

All the way down from the mountain, Duanmu rejuvenated without stopping.

Seeing him walking in a hurry, Jia Xiang didn't step forward and said, "Elder Duanmu?"

Duanmu Huichun suddenly stopped in his tracks, looked at him and said, "Didn't you say a few days ago that a branch had conflicted with other sects in the area? Where is it? I plan to go and see for myself."

Jia Xiang said: "Why do you need to bother Elder Duanmu to deal with such trivial matters?"

Duanmu Huichun said: "In recent years, there have been frequent frictions between the Devil's Cult and the Baidao factions, and the dissatisfaction between the two sides has deepened day by day. It's inevitable that a single spark will start a prairie fire and repeat the mistakes of the Blue Flame League. I think I'd better go there myself."

Jia Xiang glanced at him and said, "Follow me."

Duanmu Huichun was about to decline, but he had already turned around and walked towards Xuanting.

Four side dishes with wine, two empty glasses.

Jia Xiang looked at the cook who was late.

The cook's lips seemed much redder than before, and blush was applied to her cheeks.She held the tray in one hand, raised her orchid fingers in the other, gently picked up the freshly warmed Huadiao wine and put it on the table, then took two steps back.

"Xiaoyu." Jia Xiang said slowly.

The cook's eyes lit up suddenly, and she looked at him with a smile.He still remembers his nickname.If I had known that he would not choose anything, he would come to the hanging pavilion near the kitchen to drink, just to see her more.Alas, even though I am my son's mother, I always encounter such a catastrophe, which is really a headache.

"You have nothing to do here, go down." Jia Xiang picked up the jug and poured wine for Duanmu Huichun.

The cook put away her smile and left quickly.

Duanmu Huichun watched the wine gurgling from the spout of the pot, falling into the cup, stretching continuously until it overflowed. "Elder Jia?" He hurriedly stood up, avoiding the drink dripping from the table.

Only then did Jia Xiang stop, and sighed: "Sure enough, the cup is too small and there is too much wine to hold it."

Duanmu rejuvenated and sat down on the clean stone bench next to him.

Jia Xiang reached out and moved the wine glass to Duanmu Huichun's face, and said, "I heard that a human heart is only the size of a fist, and if there are too many things on your mind, you won't be able to hold it."

"Elder Jia..." Duanmu Huichun had just raised his head when Jia Xiang interrupted him, "Come on, drink." He lightly touched him with his cup and drank with his head raised.

Duanmu Huichun looked at less than [-]% of the wine in his glass, then looked at the full glass in front of him, he raised his glass helplessly and drank it all.

Jia Xiang said: "You know so many poems, which one is my favorite?"

Duanmu Huichun said: "I don't know."

"To be happy in life is to have fun, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon! Come on, do it again." Jia Xiang poured wine, drank, and finished it in one go.

Duanmu Huichun smiled wryly: "Elder Jia, you don't want to get me drunk, do you?"

Jia Xiang sighed, "I just want to make you feel better. When a person is drunk, the burden on his body will be lighter."

Duanmu Huichun slightly tightened his hand holding the wine glass, and drank another glass of rice wine.

Jia Xiang didn't speak, just kept pouring wine.

Duanmu rejuvenation will drink one cup after another.

The volume of the jug is small, and it will be turned upside down in a while.The cook didn't know where she went, so Jia Xiang had no choice but to go to the kitchen to simmer the wine.When he came back with three jugs of wine, he saw Duanmu Huichun facing away from him, looking down at the empty space under the pavilion.

"I don't think there is any need for a cup." Jia Xiang directly handed a jug of wine to Duanmu Huichun.

Duanmu Huichun took it, raised his head to the spout, and took a long gulp.

Jia Xiang said, "Is there anything you want to say now?"

Duanmu looked back in rejuvenation, his cheeks were faintly red, his eyes were full of autumn waves, shining like a clear lake. "I'm not drunk yet." The words he said were as cold as an autumn night.

Jia Xiang said, "Then drink."

Duanmu Huichun held the flagon, raised it up hesitantly for a long time, then gently put it down, "What should I do?"

Jia Xiang saw that he had finally opened up, and said, "It's better to advance or retreat, than to be in a dilemma."

"A dilemma?" Duanmu Huichun murmured.

"If you really want to chase Ji Miaohua away, you won't just ask six disciples to go to battle. There are more than 3000 disciples on and off the mountain. They take turns to go to battle. Even if Ji Miaohua has three heads and six arms, she can't stop day and night." Jia Xiang saw Duanmu's rejuvenation. There was no response, and he said again, "You don't believe it?" He said, turned around and took a step, and there was an extra hand on his arm.

Duanmu Huichun stared blankly at the hand grabbing Jia Xiang's arm, as if to confirm whether the owner of this hand was himself.

Jia Xiang smiled and said, "Actually, the answer is already in your heart, but you have been reluctant to reveal it for a long time."

Duanmu Huichun's hand slowly slipped down, he turned his head and took another sip of wine.

Jia Xiang stood behind him, watching him throw the empty jug down the mountain, and handed another jug ​​over.

Duanmu Huichun didn't even look at it, and poured water down his neck.

Duanmu Huichun didn't even look at it, and poured water down his neck.

Jia Xiang said: "What's on your mind, why don't you tell me, let's discuss it together?"

Benedict.

The flagon knocked on the railing.

Duanmu Huichun held the pot, lowered his eyelids, and stared at the vast darkness under the mountain that was invaded by the night.

Jia Xiang said, "If you don't want to say it, that's fine."

Duanmu Huichun said: "He and I are not suitable."

Jia Xiang was stunned.If there are other reasons, he can persuade one or two, the word inappropriate is the most troublesome.One pot with one lid, whether it is good or bad, only the lid itself knows.No matter how extravagant the other people's words are, they can't change the feelings of the person concerned.He bowed his head and pondered for a moment, probably figured out what the inappropriateness of Duanmu's rejuvenation meant, and sighed: "Speaking of which, Ji Miaohua has really changed a lot since he came to look at the mountain. When he first came, he wore heavy makeup, behaved strangely, and acted flamboyantly. He doesn't pay attention to everything. But now, he wears no face every day, dresses like a scholar, and even behaves more cautiously. I don't know why he does this. I only know that his perseverance and endurance are admirable .”

Duanmu Huichun only drinks and doesn't speak.

Jia Xiang was still standing with him at the beginning, but Duanmu Huichun stood there for a long time without speaking, he couldn't help feeling a little bored, so he sat down on the stool and ate on his own.After eating, I couldn't help pecking at two small wines. After pecking, I felt sleepy and took a nap. When I woke up again, Duanmu Huichun was no longer there.

"Could it be true that three thousand disciples will be summoned to fight in turn?" He hurriedly got up and ran to Duanmu Huichun's room.

Duanmu Huichun's room was dark, he knocked on the door for a while, but there was no movement inside.

Mo Ju was leading people to patrol around when he heard the knock on the door and hurried over. Seeing him standing in front of the door, he hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

Jia Xiang turned around slowly, suddenly smiled and said, "It's all right."

Mo Ju: "..."

Hearing someone crossing the bridge, Ji Miaohua jumped out from the villa, and saw Duanmu Huichun standing in front of the villa with a blushing face, his eyes were a little dull, looking at him without blinking.

"Kiss?" Ji Miaohua was overjoyed and took half a step forward.

Looking at the azure robe on him, Duanmu Huichun suddenly felt that it was particularly intrusive.He said, "Take off your clothes."