The spring breeze is proud to enter the treasure building

The spring breeze enters the treasure building triumphantly, and the pavilion clears when the snow is fast.

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree reached the bottom of the window on the second floor, and a face appeared on the branch.A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, wearing a golden step rocker askew on her head.The girl jumped into the room with a bang, she still had the fat of the baby in her womb, her face was round, her eyes were round, and she looked pink when she didn't smile.As soon as she jumped into the room, she rushed towards the big carved bed in the room, "Xiao Su, Xiao Su."

The boy leaning on the head of the bed was only about fifteen or sixteen years old.The blue quilt was covered up to his waist, and he was wearing a white fox fur. The white jacket was slightly open, revealing a bandaged chest.

The young man was holding a book in his hand, and the bedside lamp illuminated his heroic eyebrows. When he looked closely, his eyes were closed, and he was actually dozing off.

The girl laughed out loud, "Don't pretend, don't pretend, I brought it all for you."

Su Muhua opened his eyes, and put aside the volume of Twenty-Four Histories in his hand. "You are here, Gu Hong, please tell me to wait."

Ling Guhong sat on the edge of the bed, shaking her fat and short legs, "They are all big brothers, and they said they were going to buy your favorite drunken ribs."

While talking, a young man jumped into the room from the window, carrying a bundle in his hand.

This young man is about eighteen|nine years old, wearing a blue cloth gown, quite elegant, he is Su Muhua's sworn brother Ye Wenyan.Ye Wenyan was Wang An's staff a few years ago, but now he is no longer a boy in the theater troupe, and all he makes friends with are literati and dignitaries.This identity is different, and once dressed up, he looks quite human.Even Su Muhua had to admit that his eldest brother was tall and handsome, and seeing that he didn't know when he would grow up to be like that, he ate two extra bowls of rice.

Su Muhua's eyes were full of warmth, "Brother knows what I like to eat best."

Ye Wenyan took the package and unwrapped it on the desk, threw a package of things wrapped in oil paper to Su Muhua, and scolded with a smile, "Greedy ghost"

Su Muhua took it, took a piece and put it in his mouth, it was sweet and crispy, with sesame seeds on it.He replied with a smile, "It's greedy."

Ye Wenyan took out a few packs of food from the package, "Here are siu mai, shrimp dumplings, and a pot of flower carvings. The rest are the legendary storybooks you want, Jianyi Chunqiu, Donglou Ji, and the record of washing injustice. …”

Su Muhua lifted the quilt and jumped out of the bed barefoot, "My father won't let me go out, insisting that I lie on the bed to recuperate, these days will fade away."

Ye Wenyan raised his hand to wipe away the sesame seeds from the corner of Su Muhua's lips, "Second brother has been very proud recently. I heard about it in Prince An's Mansion a few days ago. In the Shaolin League, the second brother defeated seven masters in a row with a drunk knife to retain the prime minister. Master Yiye, who holds the green cup knife, has become famous for six years, and I heard that he even drew with you?"

Su Muhua's ears were reddish, and he let Ye Wenyan move like a kitten.Ye Wenyan's fingertips were warm, with an ink fragrance mixed with musk and plum.

Su Muhua squinted his eyes and said, "Master Yiye is highly respected. He is old and has rarely used martial arts these years. He just got interested in watching the excitement and gave some pointers."

Master Yiye's kung fu has reached perfection, and he has not used weapons for nearly ten years.That day when he saw Su Muhua was young, he cherished his talent, and he competed with him in the end, but almost couldn't get off the stage.Master Yiye has cultivated himself to the fullest, and he just said with a smile, "In a few more years, this son is extraordinary."

Su Muhua was a little proud at first, but when he saw the light in the eyes of the old landlord Su, his instinct was worse.

Sure enough, the old landlord Su talked to him the next day, "Xiao Su, you are fast in the Jianghu, and there are naturally people faster than you. Even if you are number one in the world, you must guard against open guns and hidden arrows. Of course, Master Yiye thinks you have Potential, I am very gratified for my father. So from today, my father decided to personally supervise you to practice. Practice three hours of Qi from Chen to noon every day, three hours of knife from Hai to Xu, and two hours after dinner arts.

Even those who sweep the floor and those who drive cars, the first thing they say when they see him is, the young master is practicing kung fu.

Thinking of how much trouble Master Yiye had caused him, Su Muhua even wanted to die.

Mr. Su went on a trip to the mountains and rivers. The group left from Shaolin. Not long after they left, Mr. Su suddenly had a whim and decided to let Su Muhua pick up the Taihang bandits alone.

That night, Young Master Su's white clothes fluttered and his saber intent was criss-crossing. The bandit leader of Taihang Mountain knelt down and begged for mercy, and Young Master Su also lived up to everyone's expectations and lay down.

Ling Guhong took a siu mai and ate it, "Tell us quickly?"

Su Muhua said weakly, "What's there to say, there is no such thing as white air in this Jianghu, I'm not just lying here."

Su Muhua sat around the table with the two of them, he was actually trying to satisfy his cravings, five or six of the ten items entered Ling Guhong's stomach.

Su Muhua also smiled when he saw others eating, and thought of something for a moment, "Brother, I brought you something good."

He took out a brocade cloth bag from the cabinet, and Ye Wenyan saw that inside it was an eel-colored inkstone, carved with a relief of two children playing chess under a peach tree.

The fairy peach on the tree is fat, the kingfisher on the branch is fat, the child has a plump smile, and the square inkstone looks round and simple, quite happy.

Ye Wenyan held the inkstone in his hand, the tentacles were warm and delicate, "But the Yellow River Chengni inkstone?"

Chengni inkstone is made from the Yellow River sediment in Henan, and it is a famous inkstone for tribute.The craftsmanship is wordy and cumbersome, and it was prosperous in the previous dynasty, but less has been produced since the current dynasty.

Ye Wenyan carefully looked at the engraved sentence on the edge of the inkstone: What is the most affectionate thing?Oriole once or twice.Knowing that it is Wang Anshi's Bodhisattva Man, it seems that this square inkstone is really a relic from the previous dynasty.

Ling Guhong refused, pointing to the two little boys, "This is the eldest brother and the second brother, what about me?"

Su Muhua pointed to the fat bird with open wings on the tree, and said perfunctorily, "This is you."

Ling Guhong raised his short arm and gestured, "It's pretty similar."

The three of them had a conversation, ate snacks, and finished drinking, Ye Wenyan and Ling Guhong climbed back from the osmanthus tree.Su Muhua lay on the bed and read the conversation book, and fell asleep without turning off the lights or taking off his clothes.After sleeping until midnight, Su Muhua suddenly woke up when he heard a sound on the window.There was a masked man in black in front of him, and the sword in his hand was obviously stained with human blood.

The man smiled at him under the lamp, and called out, "Xiao Su."

Su Muhua sat up suddenly, "Lu Jue?" He immediately asked after the next sentence, "Are you injured again?"

Lu Jiu took off the mask on his face coldly, "I will borrow your place to hide."

Su Muhua looked at his face and said with a smile, "This is not the real face either."

"It's too ugly, I'm afraid I'll scare you." Lu Jiuleng unbuttoned his coat, and Su Muhua smelled blood, and the clothes and blood were already stuck together.Su Muhua couldn't see him and said, "I'll do it."

Lu Jiuleng's face is fake, but his body under the clothes is real.Su Muhua helped him take off his clothes, looking at the honey-colored back muscles and arms in front of his eyes.Quite sorely thinking about not seeing each other for several months, this person has grown taller again.

Su Muhua took off his shirt, found out the wound medicine and bandages, and grinned to help him wrap the wound.New wounds overlapped old wounds on Lu Jiuhan's body, a sword wound slanted from his chest to his abdomen, almost splitting him in half.

Lu Jiuhan said disgustedly, "What kind of eyes do you have, I just got hurt a little bit, poisoned a little bit, so I can't die."

Su Muhua wrapped up his wound, saw that his leg was also stained with blood, reached out to untie the tie on his trousers, and held it for Lu Jiuhan. "I'll do it myself."

Su Muhua was happy to let him go, took out the remaining wine and poured a glass, "Young Master Lu, are you still shy?"

The sound is not loud, and it is scattered in the wind as soon as it exits.

Lu Jiuhan took care of the wound, found a set of Su Muhua's clothes to put on, took the wine he handed over, and picked up the book that was thrown on the bed.

"The books Young Master Su read are really good?"

Su Muhua saw that he was turning a page, the beautiful young hero who lost the treasure was wronged, and the righteous and beautiful woman sacrificed herself to help the dangerous and righteous.He hurriedly grabbed the book in his hand and listened to the sound of the hourglass, it was less than an hour before dawn.He neatly packed Lu Jiuleng's clothes into a closet, and asked, "Master Lu, can you still walk? If you can, let's move to another place."

After Su Muhua came back, he pulled the old host to ask about Xunhuan Villa. The old host Su was well-informed, and he also knew the origin of Lu Jiuhan's weapon, Absolute Parting.

Killing department, the old host Su had fought against each other a lot when he was young.

The old landlord Su started with his glorious achievements, and some beauties in the middle gave up the boudoir to heal his injuries.Su Muhua wanted to ask, Dad, you are invincible, how could you get hurt, so I barely held back the nerve to ask.

When it was over, the old master Su drank tea, made a knife gesture and said, the master of the prison ghost is cruel and easy to kill, and the five yin demon kungfu he practices requires drinking the blood of virgins every day.Xiaosu, you will meet again next time, but you must kill him to save the martial arts.

Since the Shaolin battle, the old landlord Su has not worried at all whether Su Muhua will drink the blood of the virgin boy for others.

If the old man finds out that there are more people in his room, and accidentally reveals his identity, who knows if his old man will be able to make him fight the Lord of Hell Ghosts for another three hundred rounds.

Lu Jiu saw Su Muhua pat on the side of the bed and found out a secret passage.Su Muhua jumped in first, then waved to him, "Come down."

The secret passage led to a dry well in a quiet courtyard.

It was not yet clear, and snow was falling in the sky, and the snow was falling on the plum trees in full bloom.

Su Muhua pulled Lu Jiuhan's hand and jumped out of the well. "This is my mother's residence. Back then, my mother was angry with my father because he went out to make trouble with flowers and grass. She didn't come home for several years. My father dug this secret passage. After my mother died, my father no longer Stepping into this yard, only I will occasionally come to live for a few days, hiding here is the safest."

Lu Jiuleng saw that although no one lived in this courtyard, it was still clean and tidy.

"Uncle Liu will come to clean up every few days."

Su Muhua led him into the room, "Go to sleep first."

Lu Jiuhan lay down on the bed, and Su Muhua went to lie down on the couch under the window with his clothes on. He was still wounded.This tossing is also a little sleepy, but I just missed the sleepy head, and I can't fall asleep anymore.

Before dawn, Lu Jiu felt cold.In a daze, he felt that someone lifted him up, a cold hand touched his head, and someone whispered in his ear, "Why is it so hot?"

Su Muhua looked at Lu Jiuhan who was lying on the bed in a dazed state. Su Muhua took care of his upper body injury, and if there was any problem, it could only be his leg injury.

Although this person is not good, but Chu Qing wants him to live a safe and happy life, so I can't just watch him die.

There is nothing to be shy about being men, not to mention that this person doesn't know anything at the moment, he thought about loosening the belt around Lu Jiuleng's waist as if nothing had happened.

Lu Jiuhan seemed to be sinking into a deep dream, his body was obviously cold, but he felt scorching hot like fire.He opened his eyes a few times, but he couldn't see anything clearly. He vaguely felt that the sky was dark, and he could hear the sound of snow beating on the window.

The cold gradually faded, and the warmth of the lips and tongue came from between the thighs, and the touch was very careful.

Lu Jiuhan thought in a daze, which family's women are so bold.

Su Muhua spit out the last mouthful of poisonous blood, and moved his hand along Lu Jiuleng's face, stopping at his ear.It's better for me to lift his mask to see what kind of face it is.After thinking about it, he let go of his hand.

Lu Jiuhan didn't know how long he had been in a coma. On a snowy day, even the sky was still dark.

A figure curled up on the couch in front of the window, Su Muhua buried his face between his legs, leaning against the window.He walked over, "Xiao Su, what's wrong with you?"

Su Muhua hid inside without raising his head, "I'm fine, the water is on the table."

Lu Jiu held his body coldly, forcing him to raise his head.The young man's face was dyed red, and his hands were burning when he touched it, and his lips were as delicate and beautiful as red plums under the snow.

"You have a fever, last night you...healed my poison?"

"Let go..." Su Muhua struggled weakly, "I've already practiced the exercises, and I'll be fine after taking the medicine."

Lu Jiu's cold gaze swept over Shen Shen, and he tore off the skirt of his clothes, and saw the white bandages wrapped around the youth's pale body.

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