Jianghuke

In the small kitchen, except for the slight "sizzling" sound from the burning oil lamp, it was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

After a long time, Jiang Wuzhou finally felt a little uncomfortable, pushed him, and said, "Let go."

Noon Qinghuan obediently let go, stepped back half a step, and whispered, "Brother, are you still blaming me?"

His cute appearance of one senior brother at a time is very similar to that of the old pavilion master when he was still alive. Jiang Wuzhou was disturbed by that hug again, and he couldn't bear to say serious things anyway, so he had to look away and stop looking at him. , said in a low voice: "I can't say I complain."

Noon Qinghuan's eyes lit up.

He wiped the flour off his hands, took out the jade pendant with two pedicles that had been in his arms for a long time, and said with some expectation: "Then senior brother, would you like to accept this jade pendant?"

Jiang Wuzhou recognized at a glance that this was something he returned with great difficulty last time under the pretext of Chi Die's entrustment, and this time he actually engraved his name on it, his eyelids twitched wildly.

This lotus jade pendant is not an ordinary ornament.

This thing has the same root and origin as the pavilion master's order, and is carved from the same piece of jade.According to the preferences of each pavilion master, the patterns of the tokens recast when succeeding to the throne are also different, and the patterns on the jade pendants also change accordingly.Once the name is engraved on the jade pendant, not to mention that the status of the person who left the name is second only to the Pavilion Master, the most important thing is that he can also have the power to directly command the entire Feihua Pavilion beyond the Pavilion Master.

Back then when Qing Huan gave her the lotus glazed pendant to herself, she said jokingly that the future pavilion master's orders would also be engraved with lotus patterns, so that the jade pendant and the glazed pendant would make a pair.

"How about that, the jade pendant is for the couple of the pavilion master."

"Fuck, I didn't see my father give it to my mother. He hid it like a treasure and hasn't engraved his name yet. When the time comes, I will put it in his coffin. When I become the pavilion master, I can give it to whoever I want. Really No way, make two pieces, one for senior brother, one..."

"Shh, Qing Huan, speak carefully."

Later, the two gradually drifted away, and the matter of Yupei was left alone.

Jiang Wuzhou didn't go to pick up the Bingdi Lotus Jade, and lowered his eyes: "Did you really make two pieces?"

Zhong Qinghuan replied with a guilty conscience: "Yes."

If there are two pieces, it is just a general token, what are you thinking about.Jiang Wuzhou calmed down a little bit, expelled the messy thoughts that appeared suddenly, shook his head, and tucked away the delusional thoughts that were delusional.

Chi Heting and Gu Miao can still fight against the wild cranes in the clouds, and hide in the deep mountains to be happy and happy, but Zong Qinghuan is the master of the Feihua Pavilion, and her reputation is very important, and her every move is watched by others, so it is absolutely impossible to make such a big mistake.If he was allowed to perceive his own thoughts... he would probably be arrested and sink into the lake.

"I don't need this." Jiang Wuzhou raised his hand to gently block the jade pendant, and refused, "I don't care about the status in Feihua Pavilion for a long time. I will send a letter to Heting tomorrow. When he rescues the trapped barren mountain After A Miao, I will go to Queyue Mountain with them, so..."

"You want to go!?" After hearing the words, Zhong Qinghuan clenched his fingers tightly, "You really want to go."

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Wuzhou asked back, "If you give me the jade pendant, do you really want me to take over the affairs of Feihua Pavilion again?"

"Why not? The Feihua Pavilion is currently employing people, and it is most appropriate for you to come back."

Jiang Wuzhou was stunned for a moment, his thoughts turned, his eyes gradually dimmed, and suddenly he laughed lowly, full of indescribable loneliness: "So it's because I'm still useful."

Zhongqing Huan panicked, feeling bad, not knowing where he was going, and hurriedly said: "Wu Zhou, that's not what I meant..."

"When Feihua Pavilion revives, then I will be useless again. Not only is it useless, but it is also a threat." Jiang Wuzhou took a deep breath, and now he dare not believe a word of him anymore, and the bottom of his heart was silent. Jiu Jiu's scar was torn bloody again, and he couldn't help crying because of the pain, "And then? Do you want to suppress me by any means, or poison me again?"

The pavilion master is really covered in mouths and can't speak clearly: "No, no..."

"That's why you came to see me tonight?" Jiang Wuzhou stared at him, his eyes slightly red, "Chang Qinghuan, I ask myself that I treat you sincerely, but what about you?"

Noon Qinghuan was so stared at that he couldn't utter a word, the sadness overflowing in his eyes was like weeping, pinning him firmly in place, unable to move, watching Jiang Wuzhou about to walk away.

You can't let him go, or I'm afraid you won't be able to chase him back.The master of the pavilion suddenly had a little inspiration somewhere, rushed forward to the door panel, turned around and fished - blocked the person.

"Wuzhou, this, this jade pendant..." Zong Qinghuan leaned against the door panel, so nervous that he couldn't speak, he forced the jade pendant into Jiang Wuzhou's hand, before he got angry, he said, "Just This piece, you know what it means."

It was suddenly dark in the small kitchen.

The old oil lamp that no one has refueled has finally come to rest, only a bright moon outside the window, shining through the yellowed window paper, is as bright as a candle.

Noon Qing slid down the door panel as if she was out of strength, slumped on the ground, covering her face.

It’s over.

This secret, I clearly swore to rot in my heart for the rest of my life.

What would Wu Zhou think?He was brought up by the young master of a famous family since he was a child. He is gentle and modest, and he pays the most attention to etiquette. He is very different from a wild child like himself who was raised in the streets and alleys. After tonight... I am afraid that he will run away. never come back.

It was as if the night was forever silent, and after a long, long time, I heard a soft trill in the darkness: "What?"

It is so light that it is almost inaudible, for fear of breaking the dream.

Zhong Qinghuan was taken aback, raised his head, and by the moonlight, saw a tear that fell for no reason and was slowly sliding down his cheek.Looking up, those twinkling eyes were staring at him blankly.

There was no disgust or fear on his face, just confusion and surprise, and a little bit of...joy that couldn't be hidden.

"Wu Zhou?" The Master of the Shang Pavilion finally opened his mind first, quickly got up and dusted off the ashes, carefully and tentatively took him into his arms, and made sure that he was not rejected, so he stumbled and explained awkwardly, "You , Listen to me, I just became the master of Feihua Pavilion at that time, I didn't know what to do, I was easy to listen to and believe, and I did a lot of wrong things. Later, I am afraid that you will take these things to heart, and the more you think about it, the more afraid you will be. How should I treat you, so I make mistakes again and again..."

The more the pavilion master spoke, the more he became silent.

He really doesn't make sense.

Just a jerk.

Jiang Wuzhou's three souls and seven souls were all flying out of the sky, as if what was lying in his arms was just a soft body. After the long chattering of Qing Huan, he managed to regain some sense, and squeezed out a voice: " ……Too late."

He slowly pushed Chen Qinghuan away, as if exhausting all his strength, he choked up and said, "And it shouldn't be."

Noon Qinghuan opened his mouth, but was speechless.He could understand what Jiang Wuzhou said.

The name should not be engraved on the only jade pendant, the hazy window paper should not be pierced, it should not be so out of date, and it should not be... two hearts are happy.

Jiang Wuzhou held the jade pendant tightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I will help you overcome the difficulties in Feihua Pavilion this time. From now on, we will never see each other again."

"Brother!"

"You also know that I am your senior brother!"

Noon Qinghuan got angry again, grabbed his hand, turned around and pushed him against the door panel, and said coldly: "Wu Zhou, the old pavilion master has long denied you as a son, let me call you Brother, it’s just because of years of friendship, it’s not good to do too much, it’s just a false name. I thought this secret would always be rotten in my heart. Prepare. But I didn't expect that you... would be the same."

Jiang Wuzhou pretended to be calm and said: "Only you and I know the twists and turns here. To outsiders, we are serious brothers. Even if we turn against each other, it's better... What do you want to do!?"

"The jade pendant is only this one. If you don't engrave your name, you have to take it into the tomb blankly with me. What's the reputation, what's the reputation, so what if the world destroys it? I can only do it for the master of the Feihua Pavilion! Since You also have love, so I want it."

"Chang Qinghuan! You're crazy! This is so outrageous and unethical... oh!"

The taboo kiss was scorching and scorching hot, and it penetrated into the depths without refusal, setting off a monstrous flame on the door of the center of gravity, burning like crazy, leaving only the intoxicating pleasure in the swirling ashes.

Jiang Wuzhou closed his eyes tightly, a thin color of blood appeared on his pale face, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, but he did not refuse.

He has been suppressed for too long.

He was not the only one lit by this fire.Noon Qinghuan pushed him against the door, kissed him presumptuously and eagerly, licked away the tears from the corners of his eyes, felt the bitterness from the tip of his tongue, then slowly slid down from the center of his brows along the bridge of his nose, covering those bright red lips again, Siege cities.

A ray of moonlight lightly fell through the window paper on the clothes that were slightly messed up due to struggling, illuminating the delicate collarbone exposed by the neckline, as if shrouded in a halo of white pearls.

Zhong Qinghuan's heart beat faster and faster, and she was no longer satisfied with just tasting it, she lowered her head and gently bit his collarbone.

"Ah...Qing Huan, don't...um..."

After the raging fire, there is a bottomless abyss.

The faint stabbing pain from his neck made Jiang Wuzhou wake up all of a sudden.Although there are still moist red marks at the end of his eyes, and his passion/desire has not faded away, he has already realized what Zhong Qinghuan wants to do.The kiss went down more and more, touched a little raised blush, lingered and refused to go, and landed on it like a dragonfly.

His whole body was about to be kissed, and he struggled immediately: "You, you can't... um..."

Zong Qinghuan was enjoying the sweetness, so he didn't want to disturb him, he clasped his wrists together unhappily, and even tore off half of his shirt that was in the way.Jiang Wuzhou couldn't break free, he didn't know what he thought of, the darkness in front of him was gradually ferocious, his body couldn't help shivering slightly, sobbing: "Don't, don't touch me...Qing Huan, I don't want to, please..."

Fortunately, the master of the pavilion was not completely carried away, and he still remembered that he was depressed.

He paused, loosened his fingers, let go of Jiang Wuzhou's wrist, and changed his posture to hug his waist more intimately, whispering in his ear: "Brother, your legs are weak."

Jiang Wuzhou panted slightly, the blood on his face even spread to his neck, and he almost wanted to rush out the door.

Fortunately, Zang Qinghuan didn't continue to do too much, and unhurriedly helped him straighten his clothes, ate two bites of tofu by the way, and turned around to light the oil lamp on the table.

"Don't go." Jiang Wuzhou subconsciously grabbed his sleeve and said anxiously, "Don't light the lamp."

"Then don't order it." Chu Qinghuan followed the good advice, buried his face in the crook of his neck again, and said in a muffled voice, "Then jade pendant, are you accepting it?"

Jiang Wuzhou raised his head as if giving up, and replied indiscriminately, "Yes."

It's all like this, can I still throw it away?

will be struck by lightning.

Noon Qinghuan was overjoyed: "Aren't you leaving?"

"Don't go." Jiang Wuzhou said softly, "Forget it, I will help you overcome this difficulty in Feihua Pavilion, just treat it as... nothing, you just need to feel at ease."

The master of the pavilion tonight's mind was particularly bright, and he was spinning very fast, and he immediately became alert: "No."

Jiang Wuzhou: "?"

"It was I who thought about you that I shouldn't have. It has nothing to do with you. You don't need to feel guilty, let alone make up for anything." Zhong Qinghuan rubbed the hair next to his ear, and said with great satisfaction, "I will deal with Feihua Pavilion. Solve it yourself, as long as you stay with me more."

You know, before that stinky boy came, he was always around him day and night, and he couldn't be driven away, so it's not like now.

The master of the pavilion has a deep resentment for this.

Before Jiang Wuzhou could make a sound, he heard a light knock on the door panel, and someone hesitated and said, "Brother, are you inside?"