I was reborn with amnesia and was picked up by Lao Gong

Feng Shu didn't answer immediately, but hesitated for a while, and said: "Palace Master, if—"

"I will believe everything you said, and I will never check whether it is true in private."

Ning Cheng interrupted Feng Shu's unfinished words, stepped in front of the other party, and met his eyes.

"What to say and how to say it is up to you."

Feng Shu was silent for a while, then heaved a long sigh.

"In the past few years, the Palace Master's body became weaker and weaker, and he was about to die. I didn't want that nightmare to come true, so I searched through the palace's classics, trying to find a way to protect people's lives, but I still found nothing.

In desperation, I remembered "Qian Lian Mian", but that magic weapon can only be used once, and its performance cannot be tested.So, the idea was shelved. "

He lowered his eyes, his eyes slowly moved to Ning Cheng's feet, and then stopped.

"But later, I couldn't think of a better way. Seeing that you were getting weaker and weaker, I took out the Qianlian noodles, listened to the memories inside, and finally made up my mind.

For this reason, I secretly made some preparations, and on the day the palace lord died, I took your soul into Qianlianmian so that I could place it in a new body. "

Ning Cheng glanced at the puppet beside him, and said, "Does your preparation include this puppet?"

"Yes. I have made two dolls, one looks like Chi Yun, and the other is this doll."

Feng Shu paused, and said: "I was thinking, if the Palace Master changes his appearance, someone will naturally have to take his place. In order not to arouse others' suspicion, I placed this doll in the Liyang Hall and hid it behind layers of curtains. After that, and set the detection spell.

Once I noticed that there was a civil judge or military envoy approaching, I put the doll in the lock bag, put on a mask, concealed my own breath, and responded as the palace master. "

"What if you and the "Palace Master" must show up at the same time? "

"If it's like the mid-autumn banquet, I will secretly manipulate the puppet to make it speak and move. It's just that this method consumes a lot of magic power and requires me to control it nearby. Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, I try not to let the "Palace Master" interact with others. meet. "

Ning Cheng looked directly into Feng Shu's eyes, and said: "So, all the decisions made by the "Palace Master" these days are from you?It was all your idea to ground Ling You and set up a barrier? "

"That's right. Feng Shu made his own opinion, and I ask the Palace Mistress to punish him."

Feng Shu lowered his head, like a child who made a mistake, he tightened his sleeves.

Seeing this, Ning Cheng sighed, stretched out his hand to shake Feng Shu's hand, and said, "You restrained Ling You because you wanted to let him have a good rest so that the wound wouldn't fester, right? The barrier was also set up to protect Su You are not disturbed by the flames of war. Everything you have done has never had the intention of harming others. It is too late for me to praise, let alone punish?"

"I……"

Feng Shu's tone was a little choked up.He let go of Ning Cheng's hand, turned to face the puppet, and said, "I'm not as kind as you imagined. As early as two years ago, I found the original owner of this body, and I made a plan to take my life at any time .”

"The original owner of the body refers to the original Mr. Ning? But if you want to use the corpse to revive your soul, you don't have to use him?"

Feng Shu shook his head and said: "I was in a daze for a while. Three years ago, I rescued a boy who tried to hang himself. He couldn't die, so he just wailed and went mad for half a day before he calmed down. come down."

"Hang yourself?"

Ning Cheng was slightly stunned, while Feng Shu turned his back to him, and continued: "After the young man calmed down, he begged me to kill him. Although I didn't agree at the time, I persuaded him to go home, but in my heart, I had some evil thoughts, thinking that since he wanted to die with all his heart, why not use it as a body to house his soul in the future."

"Later, I spied on him a few times secretly, and saw that he was living in a muddle, with no desire to survive, so I became more certain of my plan.

It's just that that night, when I sneaked into Ning's mansion, I found that the young man was hanging from the beam of the house, and he had already lost all signs of life. "

Feng Shu paused, with a bit of pain in his tone.

"If you talk about the Hualin murder, I didn't do it intentionally, but the boy's death is inextricably related to me. I know that he wanted to die, so instead of giving me help, I just watched him coldly, and even intended to kill him—"

"If it wasn't for you, he would have died three years ago. You..."

Before Ning Cheng could finish speaking, Feng Shu interrupted: "I used this to numb myself, trying to suppress the guilt in my heart. But occasionally when I dream back at midnight, I still think of that lifeless young man back then."

Feng Shu took a deep breath, turned to face Ning Cheng, and said, "If you do evil without intention, you won't be punished even though you are evil. On the contrary, what crime should you have for those who have selfish intentions and vain attempts to do evil?"

——Even if the young man hadn't sought death, even if Feng Shu hadn't killed anyone, he would have been buried in the sea of ​​flames that night when the Ning Mansion was on fire.

The corner of Ning Cheng's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't say this out of his mouth.He was silent for a while, and said: "Before you took the body away, did you find anyone trying to set fire?"

Feng Shu shook his head, and said: "If I had gone a little earlier, maybe I could have saved that young man, and even everyone in Ning Mansion—or if I had been half a step late, I would have been able to discover the enchantment around Ning Mansion and expose Yu Yu. son's conspiracy."

"Your fault for Yu'er's arson is not your fault. If you are lucky enough to save the people in Yu's house, it will be a good thing. If you can't save it, don't be too harsh on yourself."

Ning Cheng couldn't help but interjected, but Feng Shu didn't seem to have heard of it.

"I originally had a little luck, thinking that as long as the Palace Master lives well, it will be fine. It was not until I sent you back to the ruins of the Ning Mansion that I deeply realized my mistake.

I want to go against the sky and change my fate, this is the punishment given to me by God, I can only watch you collapse and suffer, but I can't do anything—"

"No. At that time, I really thought I was "Ning Cheng".If it weren't for you, how could I cheer up quickly? "

"Your insufficiency and loss of memory made me feel relieved, and felt that I could not face my conscience without having to bear your questioning.

I knew I was wrong, but I never regretted it, because if it weren't for this, I wouldn't be able to get along and talk with you as I am now.Every day I live is like a dream. "

After saying that, Feng Shu seemed to be finally relieved, and knelt down on the dusty ground with a knock.

He lowered his head, as if he was confessing his sins, and also as if he was waiting for a trial.

"I just put Qianlian's face in place, but I found someone approaching the Liyang Palace. In desperation, I had to send you to the Hongluan Pavilion first, and then immediately returned to Wangyun Palace, and performed a show with the puppet I prepared. play--

In this way, not only will no one question your whereabouts that night, even the disappearance of Chi Yun and Qing Hai will no longer be questioned. "

Ning Cheng looked at the person kneeling in front of him, and felt a throbbing pain in his heart.He thought for a while, then withdrew the hand he wanted to support, and said, "So, you also killed Qinghai?"

"Yes. You knew that Qinghai was a spy, but you sent him back to Yijia Country under the pretext of sneaking in to investigate. I didn't trust Qinghai, so I set up a tracking technique on the golden crutches. When you found out that he had returned to the city and tried to After being unfavorable to Sulan, he assassinated him in the tunnel of the Martial Hall."

Feng Shu muffled, his voice gradually lowered.

"I hate him for betraying your trust and abandoning his body one by one. Isn't it ridiculous? In front of you, I am the hard-working Feng Jue who works for the people, but in private, I am so ugly."

"Feng Shu, don't underestimate yourself. If you hadn't stopped Qinghai, Sulan would have been razed to the ground by the Yijia Army long ago. How can we wait for today?"

Ning Cheng pressed his forehead, and said: "These things you did for the people of Sulan these years, how can there be any lies? You forcibly encircled and suppressed the monsters in the city, and almost died because of it. Could it be that you are acting?

As soon as you recovered from a serious injury, you went out of the palace to rescue the citizens non-stop. Could it be that you just wanted to win people's hearts and make yourself the wind judge praised by everyone? "

"No, I..."

"One kind heart can be immortal for thousands of kalpas; a hundred lamps can shine brightly for thousands of miles. Since you know that you have made mistakes, and you have been tortured by your conscience because of it, that's enough.

If Mr. Ning was still alive that day, according to your temperament, you would not really kill him, but you would find another way. "

As Ning Cheng said, he bent down and hugged the kneeling person into his arms.Holding the slightly trembling body, he said softly:

"When I accepted this body, I didn't feel the slightest resentment. There are tens of thousands of people in this world. Is it possible that everyone has to ask your opinion if they want to go or stay? A healthy beggar died on the street. Son, Feng Shu also blames himself for not giving him enough food and clothing in time?"

"I……"

"If you really think that way, you are too conceited. If you are an emperor, you should care about the common people; if you are the king of hell, you should judge good spirits and evil ghosts-but you are not. You are just a small judge, You are neither a sage nor a god, why should you take all the right and wrong on yourself?"

Ning Cheng caressed Feng Shu's back and sighed.

"The wind and rain are like darkness, but not everyone has an umbrella to rely on. You once said that everyone in the world needs to go through wind and rain, and how to survive the ordeal depends on their own choices.

If you want to stay in the gazebo, I can't drag you to dance in the rain, can I?

Turning around and getting wet, will you blame yourself for not sticking to your heart, or will you blame me for dragging you into the rain? "

Feng Shu stopped talking.

Ning Cheng maintained his hugging posture for a long time before he heard a soft murmur in his ear: "Now, you are no longer suffering from pain, right?"

"Ah."

Ning Cheng tightened his hands, and felt another embrace open to him in a moment. Although he hesitated a little, it was extremely warm and firm.

"That's good. That's good."

Feng Shu said in a low voice, and then fell silent again.

Ning Cheng looked at the puppet standing in front of him, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Yes. For now, it's enough."

As autumn goes and winter comes, the falling leaves turn into heavy snow, weaving a thick quilt for the world.

Fortunately, with the concerted efforts of everyone, the destroyed houses in Sulan were all rebuilt before winter.

During this period, the Four Judgments of Qin, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting, which contributed a lot, also regained the recognition of the citizens——

After all, so many years have passed since the Hualin massacre, not many people will bring up this unrelated past event again.

The Yijia army who was expelled from the city could only return to Yijia country in despair after the monarch died in battle, and then sent an envoy to seek peace at the behest of the new monarch.

On this matter, Feng Shu and Xuehua rarely reached a consensus, and they severely cut a large sum of money from Yijia Country.

The poor new little monarch was not only forced to make an oath, promising never to invade Sulan City again, but also agreed that if Sulan was attacked by the enemy in the future, Yijia Kingdom must send troops to help the battle, and provide magic weapons, horses, food and grass etc.

With Xuehua's acquiescence, the case of Hualin's extermination of the family did not reopen for trial.He seems to have let go of the knot in his heart, and occasionally visits Ling You in Wuju, but two times out of three times the atmosphere becomes tense, and once they parted unhappy.

The porcelain pot containing Hua Fan's real body was placed in the right hall.

In order to appease Yue Mian, Ning Cheng and others made up a story of "Hua Fan Going Out with Her Stepfather for Fun" after discussion.

"Huapan is also true. He ran out of the city without saying a word, and only left this tea plant before leaving. It should be a gift for you."

"Gift……"

"That's right, this flower also has the effect of transforming shape. As for the candle cage, it must have been accidentally damaged during the battle between you and Qi Chuping, and that's why something went wrong. You may feed it prunes for a few more days, maybe Is it all right?"

Yue Han looked at the porcelain jar handed over to her, and nodded silently.Seeing that he didn't raise any doubts, they were relieved. They only hoped that Hua Fan would recover as soon as possible, and don't make everyone wait in vain.

This winter is colder than previous years.

After finding the bones of Qi Chuping and Qing Hai, Feng Ning and the others buried them together, and erected a tomb for "Ning Cheng" by the way.

When they paid homage to the Su and Ning couples and were about to go down the mountain, they vaguely saw Xuehua and Ling You walking shoulder to shoulder, shuttling between the tombs.

"You said, among those skeleton moths, are there people we are familiar with?"

"Who knows. I heard that in the past few months, the number of moths in the cemetery has suddenly decreased. Maybe it's because of the obsession in my heart. After the resentment dissipated, they no longer wandered around the world."

Ning Cheng said a few words indifferently, then stretched out his hand unexpectedly, and tapped lightly on the forehead of the person beside him.

"I've said it a few times, don't use honorifics—how did you force me to change my words, and I can't do it if I'm myself?"

"I, I'm working hard."

Feng Shu touched the back of his neck in embarrassment, and said, "Master, do you really don't want to move back to Liyang Palace? Although Wen Juan and the military envoys expressed their understanding, the position of Palace Master is hanging, after all, it is not a Method……"

"Why is it not a solution? Anyway, the omnipotent "Mistress Xiayun" only exists in folklore. "

Ning Cheng stretched out his hand, took a snowflake falling from the edge of the umbrella, and let it melt into water in his palm.

"Besides, if I live in the Liyang Palace, you still have to move here? At that time, there will be rumors everywhere, and I will see where you will put your face."

Feng Shu watched Ning Cheng's movements, smiled slightly, and caught a snowflake as well.

"You get used to things like face. In recent days, there have been rumors in the palace. Even if there are a few more, it will be—"

"Stop. You are shameless, I still want it. If it weren't for your unruly hands and feet, why would you..."

Ning Cheng said, his face flushed slightly;

And Feng Shu chuckled lightly, picked him up from behind, and leaned his face on the other's shoulder.

"What kind of unruly method? Is it in the left hall like the night before, or by the warm spring this morning?"

"You...are shameless."

Ning Cheng raised his hand, pinched it back hard, then ignored Feng Shu's pained expression, and walked down the mountain.

"Palace Master, wait for me...the snow is so heavy, at least bring an umbrella..."

Holding a silk curtain umbrella in hand, Feng Shu quickly chased after him.The two quarreled for a while, and just now one of them admitted his mistake and compromised, and they went back to the palace together under the umbrella.

A new round of snowflakes falls, covering up the old snow;

Soon, it melted again under the high sunlight.

And the story of Sulan City, like the rotation of the four seasons, is endless...

The author has something to say:

It's over...Scattering flowers!

P/s:

Regarding the follow-up stories of Ning Chengyuan, Hua Fan, Xue Hua and others, there are still some unfinished details, which are all placed in the outer chapter.

If you are interested, you can continue to follow the updates (of course, including some life episodes (love) songs (qu) of Feng Ning and Ning XD)

As for the part of the three-legged Golden Crow, if there is a chance, I will meet you in another story (don't expect too much).

Thanks to the judges for their company along the way, we are destined to see you again 0w0

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98. Outer Chapter [-]: Burning its Brilliance

After the great cold, it is the beginning of spring.The weather is gradually getting warmer, new branches are shaking out on the tree branches, and a few stars of greenery stick their heads out to welcome the continuous spring rain.

The season of snowflakes has passed, and Sulan City has swept away the haze of war and restored its former prosperity——

And this all depends on their great Palace Master Xiayun, as well as the civil judges and military envoys under him.

Today, every street and alley in Sulan is filled with joy.The adults are busy cleaning the house and posting New Year's greetings, while the children put on newly cut warm padded jackets, laughing and playing together, not to mention how happy they are.

However, as the big footsteps slowly approached, some people became more stressed and irritable——

For example, a certain court judge frequently appeared in every corner of the palace, busy with work.

"The ingredients for making sweet rice cakes, are you ready?"

"Go back to my lord, everything is ready, and we will start work at noon tomorrow."

The imperial chefs looked at the people who were shuttling among the ingredients, and responded cautiously, for fear of being picked out again——

Fortunately, this time, the man quickly finished the inspection, stepped out of the fire stove room, and turned to the open space among the peach trees.

There were only a few food tables and seats, and only a few people stood there and whispered, which seemed empty and deserted.

"Why are the seats below the Palace Master all vacant?"

"This...the number of people in the palace has changed too much. In terms of seats, we have to..."

"What you ordered last week hasn't been done yet? The salary has risen, but your mind has turned into porridge?"

The man in black spoke sharply, then raised his pen, and added an extra line to the densely packed scroll.

"Forget it, I will send the list to Huaxue Palace in a while, and I will arrange it myself."

"Yes, I would like to obey the order of Master Xuepan."

"Humph."

With a sullen face, Xuehua looked at Yi Ming who appeared out of nowhere, and said, "Have you dealt with the stall fight at the Nian Market?"

"That matter has been resolved by Feng Jue long ago. The shift of patrolling guards has also been adjusted, so there should be no more trouble."

"That's good."

Xuehua frowned, and said again: "Where is the wine for the sacrifice? Can you find it?"

"I didn't find peach blossom wine, but I found dozens of jars of green plum wine. Let's make do with it."

Ling You on the side interjected, took the scroll in Xuehua's hand by the way, and said, "Huayin, take a rest for a while. Just try to have a happy and festive New Year, and don't tire yourself out."

"Who said I'm tired? It's just because I lost someone this year..."

Before Xuehua finished speaking, she became in a bad mood.Ling You on the side understood, patted him on the shoulder, and said:

"I understand, but these things are not within the scope of your duties. Just do your best and don't demand perfection."

"I don't know until now that it takes so much effort to deal with such trivial matters."

Xue Hua said with an ugly face, and reached out to snatch the scroll back.

"In the past, I always thought that he just had nothing to do and always picked easy jobs. But it turned out that I was too narrow-minded."

Hearing this, Ling You sighed, and said, "You are different from him in temperament, but each has his own strengths and fulfills his own responsibilities. If you want him to stay in the palace to review documents, I am afraid that he will only do it for three days. escaped from the palace."

He paused, and seeing Xuehua looking at the scroll, he dug into his pocket, took out a piece of sugar cake, and said, "I've been busy all day, haven't I eaten yet? I asked Huozaofang to make this." Pancakes, eat as much as you want."

Xuehua stared at the cake, her face darkened.After a while, he raised his hand, snatched the sugar cake roughly, then put the scroll away with a bang, and walked to the next target.

"Hua Yin?"

"Stop yelling. If you catch up at this time, you two should quarrel again."

Yi Ming said something coolly, Ling You blinked and said, "Is this... did I say the wrong thing again?"

"No. Like Yue Juan, he is making trouble with himself."

Yi Ming raised his arms, cast a sidelong glance at Ling You, and said, "To tell you the truth, haven't you considered staying in Huaxue Palace temporarily?"

"I have considered it, but Huayin seems reluctant."

Ling You paused, and said: "During this time, I have been bothering you a lot. If you think there is one more person occupying the space, I can move right away—"

"No. I recently practiced a new batch of poison, and I haven't had a chance to try it out yet."

Yi Ming narrowed his eyes, looked Ling You up and down, with an intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth: "I heard that you are very pain-resistant?"

"boom!"

An orange line drew across the night sky and quickly exploded into gorgeous fireworks.Fire trees and silver flowers compete for beauty, and smiles bloom on people's faces like spring buds.

Tonight is the last night of the year.On this day of universal celebration, gongs, drums and firecrackers blared everywhere in the city, full of strong fresh atmosphere.

Even so, guards could still be seen in every corner of Sulan.In order not to spoil the festive atmosphere, they did not patrol in groups, but put on red clothes and acted in groups of two.

As guards, they must maintain discipline in the city, so general festivals have nothing to do with them——

That's what I said, but as early as a few days ago, they attended the sacrificial dinner in the palace and enjoyed the New Year's atmosphere;

And after tonight, they can also take turns to go home to visit relatives, so it is worthwhile to work harder now.

Different from previous years, this year's sacrifice not only commemorates the gods of heaven and earth as usual, but also commemorates the people who died in the war.

That night, Palace Master Xiayun made a rare appearance in front of people, and personally recited a "memory poem" to mark the end of the dinner.

"However, don't you think that the Palace Mistress seems to be shorter than last time?"

"It seems that the voice is not right. But the aura of coercion is still exactly the same as before."

The two guards whispered, and walked past the annual market stalls.Among them, the older one couldn't help but glanced at his companion, and said in a low voice:

"Speaking of Old Wei, when I was patrolling the city yesterday, I bumped into Mr. Yuejuan. I was puzzled, isn't he in charge of night patrol? Why is he running around the city in broad daylight?"

"What? Did you see it too?"

Another guard widened his eyes and said, "I've encountered it a few times too. That man moved so fast that his entire face was hidden under the veil of the bamboo hat. If I didn't see the iconic red hair, I would have almost reported it. Lord Yiming, please help your brothers!"

"Really? But I heard from the night watchman that Mr. Yuepan never slows down his work. He stays outside the palace all the time, when will he rest?"

"Hey, maybe it's Lord Huapan who left without saying goodbye, which made him feel depressed. Not to mention Lord Yuepan, you didn't see that in the first few months, the pollen in this city had a bitter face and kept asking about the whereabouts of Lord Huapan?"

"When you mention it like that, I feel a little sad too. Tell me, when will Master Huapan be willing to come back? He is not here, and the air pressure in the entire Wangyun Palace is a little lower. Everyone is frightened, and they are afraid that they will have to fight with each other again." Dealing with black impermanence—"

Before the guard finished speaking, he heard a soft cough from behind: "You two, what are you talking about?"

"Wow!"

The two were startled, they turned around and looked at each other, then patted their hearts, and hurriedly bowed and said, "Master Feng Juan."

It was Feng Shu who came.He was wearing a water-green uniform, holding a few oil paper bags in his hands, with his usual gentle smile on his face.

"You two patrol the city hard, I have some caramel here, please use some."

"This……"

The two guards looked at the small paper package handed to them, and looked at each other with some embarrassment, their hands stopped in mid-air hesitantly.

"Eat some candy in the New Year, sweet and auspicious."

One person turned around from behind Feng Shu with a smile, picked up the paper bag casually, and stuffed it into the arms of the elderly guard.

"This candy is very popular in the annual market. It was hard to get it. Please don't dislike it, both of you."

"No, dare not... Thank you, Mr. Fengpan, for giving me the candy."

The two guards bowed in fear and trepidation, then ran away with their bodies bent.

"Huh? Did I say something? How did you run so fast?"

Ning Cheng touched the back of his neck with an innocent expression on his face.He took a bunch of candied haws and handed it to Feng Shu.

"Here, this one is yours."

"Didn't the palace lord say that he only bought one? Could it be that he meant this kind of "one"? "

Feng Shu stared at the candied haws delivered to his mouth, and then looked at the grass handle that was held by the other party, which was taller than himself, a little dumbfounded.

Several bunches of candied haws were inserted obliquely on the straw handle, and it looked like there were at least ten bunches.Just as Feng Shu teased, he saw the corners of Ning Cheng's eyes twitch, and seemed a little embarrassed:

"This one was given by the old man who sells candied haws. As soon as he saw me, he asked if he bought it for Fu'er, and then he stuffed over a dozen bunches. I argued that I couldn't take it, but it turned out to be like this That's it."

Ning Cheng said helplessly, and forced the candied haws into Feng Shu's hands.

"I've been going all the way, and I've been treated as a seller of candied haws by many people. You can either help eat some, or go to Fu'er quickly—"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a little girl walking in lotus steps, pulling her small hand on his sleeve, with a shy and timid expression on her face:

"Master Ning, how do you sell this candied haws?"

Ning Cheng almost wanted to sigh.Feng Shu on the side smiled, pulled the person behind him calmly, and said:

"Girl, we don't sell candied haws. If you want to eat them, you can buy them yourself."

"me……"

The little girl blushed immediately after being blocked by him.She looked at Feng Shu, then at Ning Cheng, and ran away covering her face.

"Hey, why are you making people cry?"

Ning Cheng couldn't bear it, just said Feng Shu's sentence, but saw the little girl rushing to another group of girls and said something excitedly.

Immediately, the group of girls screamed a few times, all with smiles on their faces, looking towards them excitedly.

Ning Cheng: "..."

Seeing this, Feng Shu chuckled lightly, and for some reason, unexpectedly took a few bunches of candied haws from the straw handles, and distributed them to the girls one by one.

After that, he walked back to Ning Cheng in a good mood, held his hand, and walked towards Mrs. Song's house.

"Hey, are you addicted to giving candy?"

Ning Cheng couldn't help but get goosebumps when he heard the bursts of charming laughter coming from behind him.

"Didn't you ask me to deal with these candied haws? Now it's done, and nine of them disappeared in an instant."

"That's good, but I also gave the old man a lot of copper coins... instead of giving them away, it's better to sell them and earn some money."

Ning Cheng read a few words, Feng Shu smiled noncommittally, took a bunch of candied haws, and handed it to Ning Cheng's mouth.

"Come on, eat some candy for the New Year, it's sweet and auspicious."

"You have so many tricks."

Ning Cheng looked at the round and clear candied haws, bit one unceremoniously, chewed and said, "I don't care, anyway, the candied haws belong to Fu'er, you have to pay them. Also, the caramel you gave out is also worth paying for." have to pay back—"

Before the word "come" came out of his mouth, it was blocked.

"This candy is really sweet, it should be auspicious enough."

The guy who gagged him straightened up, flicking his sleeves back, with a serious look on his face, looking elegant and dignified:

"Palace Master, remember to close your eyes next time."

"you……"

Ning Cheng blushed to the base of his neck, was dumbfounded for a long time, and finally managed to choke out a sentence: "Under the eyes of everyone, how could you..."

"That's right. What does the palace lord think, how about the alley on the left? Why don't we look for Fu'er for now, and tomorrow..."

"Feng, Shu!"

Ning Cheng shouted out of embarrassment, and ignored the faces of the crowd watching the show, he directly kicked Feng Shu's leg, and walked away angrily.

"Hiss—Palace Master, you also know that there are a lot of people here, how about some face..."

"You are so shameless, do you still need to show face?"

Ning Cheng hugged the handle tightly, determined not to look back.Feng Shu glanced left and right, with a smile on his lips, and chased forward.

"Hey, I was wrong. Otherwise, how about I make you two spicy dishes tomorrow?"

"Three dishes, plus the shrimp dumplings and bean noodle rolls from Pinminglou."

"it is good--"

So, the people of Sulan City looked at the "handsome and gentle" Mr. Fengpan, holding a large stack of oiled paper bags, and limping after them.

As for after today, the old man's business in candied haws is inexplicably good, leading a wave of upsurge in selling candied haws, which no one can predict.

The author has something to say:

Thank you, Lord Fengjuan, for giving you candy!

99. Chapter [-]: Peach's Yaoyao

As the dusk gradually sinks, the red glow on the horizon gradually fades, blending into the dark sea of ​​clouds.

On the side of the street in Sulan, there were only a dozen or so people.They were tidying up the wooden racks for the stall, chatting one after another:

"Old Xu, business is going well today? It's rare to see so many people coming to your stall."

"Hey, it's almost spring after all. The spring rains are continuous, so there are naturally more people buying bamboo hats. It's not a big deal. When the farming season is busy, we can sell four or fifty hats a day!"

An old man said cheerfully, beat his sore waist, and stood up slowly.

He greeted the aunt beside him, picked up the basket at his feet, and walked towards the door of the house.

"Old Xu, you are getting old, so you should stop doing this job? Did your daughter give birth to a big fat baby recently? Why don't you take care of it and share the happiness of the family?"

Hearing this, the old man coughed, and when he looked back, the wrinkles on his face were squeezed into meniscus grooves.

"I can't sit still, I've been there several times. If I'm idle at home, why don't I weave a few bamboo hats and sell them, and earn some pastry money for my precious granddaughter—"

"What? But how did I hear that Bi Yi gave birth to a boy?"

The aunt's face showed three points of surprise and seven points of curiosity, while the old man gave a mysterious "shh", looked left and right for a while, and then grinned, with a smug expression:

"Aunt Sun, I bet. This time, she is definitely a cute little girl!"

The aunt's eyes lit up, she covered her mouth exaggeratedly, and said, "Hey, congratulations first. I remember, your daughter and Boss Xiaoqin got married on the same day, right? If Biyi really gave birth to a baby girl, maybe I can make a kiss with the Weaving Girl House!"

"Hey, what do you want to marry? When my granddaughter grows up, let her marry any good man she wants. Look how happy that little Qin Ling is now?

On the other hand, Lao Qin drove his daughter and son-in-law home all day long, desperately wanting a granddaughter.When my Biyi gave birth to a baby girl, wouldn't he be envious of him to death? "

"Yes, you are always right in everything you say—hey, young gentleman, do you want to buy clothes? They are all made of fine linen!"

In the middle of speaking, the aunt saw a figure from a distance, so she stopped her tidying up and yelled enthusiastically.

The young man didn't answer, but just passed her lightly, then turned around suddenly, leaned towards the stall, and said, "Although the curfew has been lifted, but the night is dark and windy, you'd better go home early."

The aunt was startled, and just about to swear, but after seeing the man's face clearly, she swallowed the words that slipped to her lips, and her face changed into a shy and coy look:

"Okay, okay. Brother Lang Jun, you are so good-looking, you must be careful when walking around at night."

"Ah."

The young man responded, nodded slightly to Aunt Sun, and continued to walk forward following the evening wind blowing behind him.

"Hey, which family's son is this... It's a pity that he looks so handsome, but his expression looks like he's lost his spouse."

The aunt read a sentence in pieces, packed her things in twos and twos, and went home obediently.

She didn't speak very loudly, but the young man who was walking in front still stopped.There was no emotion on his face, but his hands subconsciously clenched the pink sachet around his waist.

"Three years."

The boy raised his head and looked at the moon on the willow branches.He was wearing a light yellow thin shirt, and his ocher hair fluttered gently under the moonlight.

He raised his hand, pressed it on the trunk of the willow tree, gently stroked the groove-like lines, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"If you don't come back, I will be angry."

He murmured, not knowing who he was talking to.

"Moon silent!"

A call came from behind.The boy suddenly opened his eyes, and then his eyes dimmed.He turned around, looked at the two people running towards him, and said, "Is there something wrong?"

"No. I just want to say, do you want to have dinner together? Fengshu treats you."

One of them panted slightly and said with a smile.The young man beside him shook his head helplessly.

"Palace Master, I'm not hungry, you can eat by yourselves."

That young man is obviously moonless.He bowed to those two people, turned around and was about to go out.

"Yuehan, we have been looking for you several times, at least promise once? Otherwise, the flower judge will come back, we should blame us for not taking good care of you, and making you hungry and thin."

"If he really cares, he will come back and teach by himself."

Yuehan replied indifferently, while the young man glanced at the people around him, and said again: "The curfew has been lifted, this night watch job can be replaced by guards. If you are not in good health, don't run around every day." Just get tired."

"Thank you for your concern. I know how Yuehan is doing."

After saying that, Yue Huan turned her back, stepped on her feet, and flew directly into the distance.

The cold wind hit, piercing his eyes slightly astringent.He looked at the plants and trees of the houses that were flying backwards below him, took a deep breath, and slowly lowered his body.

"Feel sorry……"

He leaned against the house wall and stared straight at the moon in the sky until his eyes were no longer blurred.

However, when Yue Han walked out of the alley, she realized that she had unknowingly come to a familiar courtyard.

There were several lanterns hanging in the yard, and there was faint laughter from the wooden house in the center.

"Mother, I want to eat candied haws!"

"Okay, Niang Minger will let your father buy it—it's time to go to bed now, ah."

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