Jianghuke

The Great Snow Festival was in full swing, the actors on the boat appeared on stage, flicked their sleeves, and a few babbles aroused a wave of enthusiasm, but the two of them ate and drank in the private room, turning a deaf ear.

Gu Miao took out a crescent-colored brocade pouch from her bosom, which even looked familiar.

Chi Heting thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Isn't this the bag I bought to hold the sachet? I always felt that one was missing that day, so it was stolen by you."

Gu Miao rolled her eyes: "Nonsense, I took it away in front of you."

He shook out the kit, and poured out an emerald pendant with a tassel hanging on it. It was moist and transparent, with silky crystals floating in it. It was a top-grade fan pendant in terms of color.

"This is?"

"It was originally intended for you." Gu Miao squeezed the fan pendant, turned it lightly to look at it, and laughed, "You said that a promise is worth a thousand gold, so I thought about bringing the thousand gold to you in exchange for something, so that Jiang No day to compare. But now it seems that it is unnecessary."

Chi Heting was stunned.

His thoughts were suddenly pulled back to the early morning of that day, as if there was a kind of clarity like seeing the moon through the clouds.

But Gu Miao was still regretting there: "There were a lot of them, and it was too expensive to buy medicine. I picked and picked, and only left this most beautiful fan pendant."

"...It's all because you went to Xuanzong's stronghold to rob?"

"Yes." Gu Meiren didn't think there was any problem at all, "I've been to the treasure house before, and I remember there are piles of good things in it, and it's a pity to leave them in vain. I wanted to talk to the manager of their stronghold. Knowing that that guy fainted when he saw me, I can only work hard to find it in the treasure house by myself."

After a pause, he said displeased again: "The matter of the water leakage has nothing to do with me."

I can't get around this threshold after tossing and turning.

Chi Heting laughed, and said, "Okay, it's all my fault. Sanshui, do you have anything you want? I see there are many small stalls on this street, go and pick one out?"

Gu Miao took advantage of it, smiled, her brows almost flew up, cleared her throat and said, "There's no need to buy anything...but you can't ignore me anymore."

"That's natural. The Snow Festival is not over yet, do you really stop shopping?"

"Isn't it over yet?" Gu Miao listened to the commotion outside, and opened the window again, feeling a little disappointed, "It's not lively here anymore. There were a lot of beautiful painting boats just now, and they were playing around, but it's a pity you didn't see them. "

"It's not too late, it's just that the excitement has gone elsewhere, let's go." Chi Heting got up and slipped out the door.

"Don't forget the cloak! Ah Chi, Ah Chi!"

The two of them left the Linjiang Tower, and when the night wind blew, Chi Heting narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little coldness falling on his face.

He looked up, and by the lantern at the door, he saw the snowflakes flying all over the sky, swaying and falling endlessly on the land.It's clearly a bone-piercing chill, but it's hard to invade him.

Beside him, Gu Miao fastened his collar again worriedly, and said, "It's snowing."

Chi Heting raised his eyebrows, and with a slight smile, he tilted his head and asked, "Sanshui, have you ever heard of the legend about the Great Snow Festival?"

Gu Miao asked curiously, "What?"

Chi Heting took his hand, leaned over and pecked him lightly on the lips, said: "If it snows tonight, then there is a god to protect us, we will be safe and sound."

Although the streets and alleys along the river are not as lively as before, there are still many people visiting the festival.

The two went under the old praying tree first.

A lot of people dispersed, Gu Miao took out the safety talisman and hung it up, this time not only the one he bought earlier, Chi Heting also added one.

A pair of peace charms are close to each other, shaking slightly in the fine snow, against the lights passing through the alley, glowing a warm orange color, as if to freeze the shadows standing side by side under the tree forever at this moment.

In the middle of the night, the climax of the festival finally subsided, and the two who had had a great time found the coachman who was about to fall asleep, and drove to the other courtyard in a wobbly carriage.

Gu Miao knocked on the wall of the carriage, and said dissatisfiedly, "Is it something from Feihua Pavilion again?"

Chi Heting had just recovered from a serious illness. After playing wildly all night, he was very tired. He yawned and said softly, "Don't worry about it, Sanshui... I'm so sleepy, come here and give me a pillow."

"There are pillows."

"But I want to hug you."

"……it is good."

Chi was really sleepy, leaning on Gu Miao's shoulder and drowsy, finally got to another courtyard, jumped out of the car and immediately got into the house and continued to sleep with his head covered.

Before the quilt was warmed up, I heard the door open and close slightly, and another "Chiliu" got in.

Chi Heting opened his eyes a little, and said, "Sanshui?"

Gu Miao: "Huh?"

"Who dislikes me for not sleeping well?"

"I think you're all right now, don't you?"

Chi Heting laughed, closed his eyes, stretched out his arms, and pecked at the corner of his mouth twice, very intimately, lay on his forehead for a while, and suddenly said: "San Shui."

"Ok?"

"I thought of a question."

"what?"

"If we didn't know each other, one day you were in trouble, and by chance, you met Xuanniao..." Chi Heting considered the words, trying not to sound too far-fetched, "Would you want me to save you?"

Gu Miao was puzzled, couldn't help but glanced at him several times, curled her lips: "Even if I'm about to die, I can't ask the black witch for help, it's better to wipe my neck with a sword."

Chi Heting was silent, and said with difficulty: "Then what if you really want me to save you?"

"Achi, what are you thinking in a mess, this kind of thing won't happen." Gu Meiren rubbed against his arms, feeling drowsy, impatiently thinking about these bizarre questions, and said perfunctorily, "Then I I must know you, you probably forgot... Well, I'm so hungry, I want to eat... Well, I want to eat the soup dumplings sold by the breakfast shop that opened the farthest..."

In the end, Gu Miao didn't know what he was talking about, and slowly fell asleep muttering, leaving Chi Heting alone in the dark, dazed in a daze.

Did you recognize it?

He was a little at a loss, and felt a pain in his heart, so painful that he was about to shed tears. The suspicion accumulated day after day finally broke through, washing away the memories of his previous life that were deposited at the bottom, almost turning white, and stuck them in his chest. Overturning the river and the sea, almost driving people crazy.

After being silent for a long time, he lowered his head and kissed Gu Miao's forehead deeply, hugging her tightly in his arms, fearing that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

In the early morning of the next day, before the hoarfrost on the grass leaves in the courtyard faded, Cen Xi had already decocted the medicine.

Hearing the news of someone coming back in the middle of the night last night, he got up early thinking that the medicine could not be stopped.However, when he saw Gu Miao coming out of Chi's room in his underwear, he obviously looked like he had just woken up, and he froze in place, thinking he was dazzled.

Cen Xi stood blankly holding the medicine bowl for a while, and was about to go back, but was spotted by Gu Miao, who came up and stopped him: "It's so early. Give me the medicine, and I'll bring it in."

He hesitated: "This...isn't Brother Chidie your room?"

Gu Miao: "This is Ah Chi's room, are you awake?"

Cen Xi: "?"

Little Doctor Cen widened his eyes, and after a while, he suddenly realized, and then he was so frightened that he started to cry in fright, with a rhythmic tone: "Oh—————"

Chi Heting was woken up, poked his head out from the room, and said in a daze, "San Shui, when did you raise chickens? I want to drink chicken soup, you go to butcher it, pack it up and have it for lunch."

Gu Miao: "..."

Cen Xi: "Brother Chidie! Calm down!"

Jiang Wuzhou's room was a little far away, so he was not disturbed, and he woke up more than half an hour late. Hearing about this while eating breakfast, he stopped drinking the porridge, and turned his back with a smile.

Cen Xi muttered, "Everyone is..."

Chi Heting took a bite of the soup dumpling, and laughed too. With a smile, he suddenly remembered a guy who had no time to discuss yesterday, and said, "Wu Zhou, Wu Zhou...don't laugh, let's get down to business. Remember to be careful when you go back." Look up the Baiyun sect."

"Zhang Huaiyuan?" Jiang Wuzhou restrained his smile and frowned slightly, feeling that it was a problem, "Although I don't think there is anything wrong with him, but if you insist on saying that..."

"There must be something wrong with the Baiyun faction." Chi Heting said firmly, "We need to investigate."

In his previous life, when Jiang Wuzhou died, he was vilified as a traitor. I heard that on the day of the execution, Zhong Qinghuan was not present, but there were quite a few members of the Baiyun faction present.I didn't think about it at that time, I just felt that the Pavilion Master of Feihua Pavilion had always been close to the Baiyun School because of his mother, which was not surprising, but thinking about it now, it was extremely strange.

"When Qing Huan wakes up, let me talk to him. You know, the relationship between Baiyun faction and Feihua Pavilion is inextricably linked. As an outsider, I can't rashly make decisions for him."

"Wait until he wakes up?" Chi Heting asked back, "Wu Zhou, do you think he will believe you or the Baiyun sect?"

"He will not……"

"Don't forget, who delivered that poisoned glazed lamp to the room of Zong Qinghuan." Chi Heting said in a soft voice with some helplessness, "It's you, Wu Zhou."