[Sword Three + Lu Xiaofeng] The Crane Returns to the Lonely Mountain

Chapter 52

Longevity

"Come here." Ye Gucheng called her.

Ye Dange nodded, put down the wooden bird in his hand, walked into the yard, saw that he was dressed in white like snow, but he was holding a sapling in his hand, it was a bit funny, so he quickly reached out and took the sapling from his hand , After carefully looking at it, I was taken aback immediately.

Ye Dange really doesn't know anything about flowers and plants, but the shape of the leaves on the saplings is so unique and familiar that she can recognize it almost at a glance——

"This is ginkgo,"

Ye Gucheng nodded, raised his head and looked around, then pointed to an open space near the wall of the courtyard, and said calmly, "Plant there."

Ye Dange nodded subconsciously, and then his empty left hand was taken into his palm, and he pulled the whole person towards the open space. As soon as he stood still, the servants brought the shovel over quickly ——Ye Gucheng let go of her hand, took the shovel and was about to start digging a hole, Ye Dange hurriedly stepped forward to stop him:

"Don't move! Let me do this kind of rough work!"

——She really couldn't imagine the cold and aloof City Lord Baiyun, with his sleeves rolled up and a shovel in his hand, trying to dig a hole!

Ye Gucheng didn't speak, but looked down at her.

Ye Dange stuffed the sapling into his hand, grabbed the shovel from his hand, and carried it effortlessly with one hand. By the way, he patted his chest with his free hand, taking it for granted: "I have great strength." Well!"

Ye Gucheng didn't know what he thought of, his expression sank a little, but he still nodded.

Ye Dange smiled and inserted the shovel into the open space in front of him, and then began to roll up his sleeves—just like that, the head of the shovel sank into the soil immediately, standing firmly when.

These few days are still considered newlyweds. The maids who comb her hair, put on makeup, and tidy up her clothes always like to choose some soft and complicated clothes and hair accessories for her. Ye Dange thought that there is nothing to do these days anyway. If you do it, you will gladly accept it - just like the clothes you are wearing today, the sleeves are wide, it looks like a fairy, and it is quite commensurate with Ye Gucheng, but it is quite inconvenient to move around at this moment ——Ye Dange frowned and tidied up his sleeves with some effort, but the more anxious he was, the more likely he was to make mistakes, and soon he became a little flustered.

Ye Gucheng's eyes seemed to be a little helpless, and he put the sapling in his hand on the open space a little far away, then turned around, half-wrapped Ye Dange into his arms, and bent down slightly He stood up, stretched out his hand to hold her wrist, and unhurriedly rolled up the sleeves for her.

Ye Gucheng's fingers and sleeves are long, but they don't look thin and weak. On the contrary, people can see the strength and determination contained in them at a glance, which is particularly pleasing to the eye.Ye Dange was staring at his fingers in a daze, while Ye Gucheng was staring at the white and shiny wrist that was clasped in his palm, but his eyes couldn't help but darken, let go of his hand calmly, and Hold her other wrist and continue to roll up her sleeves.

The wide sleeves were quickly rolled up neatly—Ye Dange's clothes and hair accessories were exquisite and gorgeous, but the sleeves were rolled up in a large area, revealing her white and delicate wrists and a small It looked a bit nondescript, but Ye Dange didn't seem to care about it at all. He waved his hand to signal Ye Gucheng to stand a little further away, picked up the shovel and started digging——

A not-so-small square pit soon took shape under Ye Dange's hands. Ye Gucheng took a few steps forward, held Ye Dange's hand that wanted to continue digging, and said in a low voice while passing the sapling: "enough."

Ye Dange nodded, and Ye Gucheng put the ginkgo saplings in the middle of the pit, carefully let the roots stretch out naturally, then nodded to Ye Dange, motioning for her to fill the soil back...

One of them supported the sapling, and the other stepped on it while filling the soil, and they quickly completed the process.

"Do you still need to water it?" Ye Dange picked up the watering can, turned his head and raised his face and asked Ye Gucheng.Ye Gucheng nodded, stretched out his hand to cover hers, and took her to pour "fixed root water" on the newly filled soil.

Everything was finally finished, and Ye Dange's forehead inevitably had a little thin sweat. Ye Dange stretched out his hand indifferently, and wiped it casually—there was some mud on his hand when digging the hole before, and now Immediately, it was all rubbed on her forehead, which was smudged with sweat, making her a big face all of a sudden.

Ye Dange still didn't realize it, blinking his eyes and looking up at Ye Gucheng excitedly, his face was covered with three big words "seeking praise".

Ye Gucheng seemed to be in a pretty good mood, he gave a rare smile, stretched out his hand to hold Ye Dange's face in place, then took out a handkerchief from his bosom, and gently wiped Ye Dange's forehead.

"Huh?" Ye Dange was taken aback, his face was held in his hands, and he couldn't move, so he reached out and grabbed his wrist, blinking his eyes fiercely, "Isn't this handkerchief... mine? It seems to be, it is... yes By the way, it was for you to sit on the roof during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, wasn’t it?”

"Don't move." Ye Gucheng broke away from her hand with a little force, and continued to wipe her face. He didn't answer the question, but he didn't deny it either—this was obviously an admission to Ye Gucheng. the meaning of.

Ye Dange regained his energy all of a sudden, and finally finished wiping his face. As soon as Ye Gucheng withdrew his hand, she pinched his wrist and asked enthusiastically: "At that time, I was still wondering why I disappeared suddenly, and I thought it was someone I drank too much on Mid-Autumn Festival and I don’t know where to put it. It turned out to be with you. You have always put it on your body? Since then, you have liked me?”

Ye Gucheng gave her a cold look, didn't answer, pulled her back and walked into the room.

But Ye Dange refused to let him go, shaking his hand all the way and kept asking, until he stepped into the room, Ye Gucheng stopped and looked back at her, his eyes were full of warning—— ——Ye Dange didn't know why his scalp was numb all of a sudden, coughed lowly, immediately put on a straight face and put on a serious expression, and asked "seriously":

"Then...why did you suddenly think of planting ginkgo?"

Ye Gucheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he pulled her to sit down at the table. He was silent for a while, and suddenly said lightly: "You said that there is a thousand-year-old ginkgo tree in Hidden Sword Villa, and you like it very much."

Ye Dange was taken aback immediately, but Ye Gucheng paused for a moment, and then continued in his usual cold tone: "It's not easy to transplant a thousand-year-old tree, but ginkgo is long-lived."

When Ye Gucheng said this, he stopped talking, poured himself a glass of water and drank it leisurely, but he didn't finish his words, but Ye Dange already understood - it is not easy to transplant a thousand-year-old tree, so there is no way Find another tree that is the same as that of Shonai.But ginkgo lives forever, as long as Feixian Island and Baiyun City are still there, this ginkgo will eventually grow from a small sapling today to a towering tree, even if tens, hundreds of thousands of years later, she and Ye Gucheng have already made it The ancients have become ashes, and the ginkgo tree they planted today will always stand here...

Ye Dange bit his lip, turned sideways and fell into Ye Gucheng's arms, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Ye Gucheng embraced her, raised his hand as if he wanted to touch her head, but when he saw the complicated hairstyle on her head, he paused for a moment, and patted her on the back instead.Ye Dange rubbed his chest, and closed his eyes in peace.

When Ye Dange woke up, he was lying on the bed with Ye Gucheng in his arms - it seemed that he was really in a good mood today, and he still had the patience to take a nap with her.

Probably because he fell asleep much later than her, Ye Gucheng hadn't woken up yet.Ye Dange looked at him with his chin propped up for a while, then suddenly tilted his head and smiled, put on his clothes lightly and got up, casually pulled his hair up with a headband, then rummaged through boxes and chests to find a pen, ink and paper Yan Lai spread out the rice paper, touched his chin and stood thoughtfully for a while, finally picked up the pen——

When Ye Gucheng woke up, he saw Ye Dange standing at the table drawing at a glance, so he didn't call her. He got up and put on his coat, and walked lightly. When he walked to Ye Dange, he saw that she had already After finishing the painting, I was writing an inscription, but what I mentioned was the poem "Liangzhou Ci" - "The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is an isolated city, Wanren Mountain."

Ye Dange finished writing the last word, put down the pen, turned his head to look at Ye Gucheng like offering a treasure: "Look, how is the painting?"

How are you drawing?Ye Gucheng had seen her paint before, and knew that her skills are naturally quite good, but this painting——the painting is full of autumn as it is now. Judging from the surrounding pattern, it should be his yard. They planted trees before. There is a towering old ginkgo tree in the place, under the tree is a couch for a concubine, a man in white is reclining on the couch, closing his eyes and taking a nap. It is the season of falling leaves, and the withered and yellow leaves of the ginkgo are falling all over the ground. Occasionally, a few pieces fell on the man's clothes under the blowing of the wind - the man's clothes were half-opened, his expression was indescribably lazy, but his facial features clearly looked like Ye Gucheng!

Ye Gucheng's eyes darkened, and he looked at Ye Dange coldly, with a hint of warning in his eyes.

Ye Dange seemed to be unaware of it, and excitedly pointed to the man in the painting, his face full of complacency: "How is it? Isn't it beautiful and delicious?"

Beautiful and delicious?Ye Gucheng's face was darkened, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

"Of course it's you! Hey, doesn't it look like it?" Ye Dange looked up at him, then looked down at the painting after reading it, and touched his chin with some doubts, "No, I think the painting is realistic and vivid. I'm going to frame it!"

As Ye Dange said, he raised a corner of the painting and fanned it gently, as if he couldn't wait for it to dry and frame it.Ye Gucheng stretched out his hand to hold her hand, Ye Dange looked up, and saw his face was so dark that ink dripped out.

"Like?" Ye Gucheng's voice was extremely low, "It's not like a god, it's not a good work."

"It's obviously very similar!" Ye Dange shook his head violently, then nodded vigorously, and his voice dropped suddenly, "You...cough cough, you are much more beautiful and delicious at night than this!"

The author has something to say: The name of this painting is Beauty in Spring Sleep, ah no, the picture of the city lord in Autumn Sleep [Hey! ], the brushwork is smart and the picture is lifelike, it is an extremely successful erotic picture (fog) 2333333333