Flower wine

Came to the bamboo forest, looking furtive.He got closer curiously, and saw the blush flying across Qingchen's face. Tang Muke, in his destiny, has already been familiar with the emotions of all things in the world, and he can see the girl's mind at a glance.

Following Qingchen's line of sight, he saw that Jiang Xi was practicing seriously, and he smiled to himself, without disturbing Qingchen, but moved gently to the school grounds.

Tang Muke is very good at lightness kungfu and has deep inner strength. He saw that although Jiang Xi's movements are vigorous, but every move is full of routines, and he doesn't see his sincerity.

At this time Jiang Xi was immersed in the situation of breaking the boat and sinking the boat, feeling like a fire, the spiritual power always flowed to the dantian and then froze, unable to surpass the primordial spirit, he was inexplicably annoyed, and his movements changed accordingly.

In a daze, he felt a figure approaching quickly, with a fierce momentum surging like a tsunami, Jiang Xi dodged subconsciously, but was still patted on the shoulder by Tang Muke's palm.

A mouthful of blood suddenly condensed in his throat, Jiang Xi raised his head displeased, and seeing Tang Muke's expressionless and condescending look, he couldn't help but get angry, even if he knew that it was his uncle who was pointing him out, he didn't want to let it go , the seldom-used unyielding energy brought from the bottom of his bones unexpectedly started to cause trouble.

The Xingyue Sword is nimble and light, but when it is used, it is in full swing, blowing up gusts of cold wind, and slashing at Tang Muke with the momentum of overcoming thorns and thorns.

Tang Muke twitched his mouth, smiled faintly, and hid back with light footsteps. Jiang Xi's move carried the wind and rain, making the bamboo forest rattle.

Tang Qingchen, who was hiding in the bamboo forest, hadn't had time to see the situation clearly in the future, so he subconsciously clenched the green bamboo tightly to stand firm.

Jiang Xi's moves are swift and fierce, Tang Muke is nimble and light, and the master and apprentice live their moves heartily like an eagle chasing a chicken.

Reluctantly, Tang Muke was superior, and the Xingyue sword couldn't use its power. Jiang Xi suddenly withdrew the sword, sank into his dantian, and punched Tang Muke with full power.Tang Muke flipped and easily dispelled the punch, but Jiang Xi grabbed his ankle in the air, and with a sudden effort, he wanted to knock him down head down.

Tang Muke didn't give in, and used Lingbo to make small circles in the air, and even Jiang Xi followed suit a few times.

"This familiar feeling of being manipulated." Jiang Xi said in his heart, the suppressed emotion roared like a volcano, and the undercurrent surged into his lungs.

The reason why Jiang Xi has been stuck for a long time is that he can't understand the definition of "broken". He always thinks that being fearless is "broken", but in fact, "standing" is the root of breaking.

Tang Muke felt that the situation was not good in the air, he hurriedly fixed one foot, and kicked Jiang Xi's head hard with the other foot.

Jiang Xi was expressionless, but he also took small steps on Lingbo, his spiritual power went up, and he used the stillness technique.

This pose was far beyond Tang Muke's expectations. Before he could react for a while, Jiang Xi threw his head down to the ground.

Tang Qingchen in the bamboo forest had come to the side of the school field at this time, and couldn't help screaming loudly.

How could Tang Mu be an idle person, he used the illusion in the nick of time, the spiritual energy gathered into a palm, and then came out, and hit Jiang Xi's shoulder fiercely with another palm.

The master and the apprentice were overturned to the ground by the strong airflow caused by the impact like a burst, and bounced far away. The blood silted in Jiang Xi's throat gushed out and sprinkled on the ground, dazzling like plum blossoms.

Tang Muke didn't do much better, and cleaned the school grounds in every detail with a valuable outer robe early in the morning.

Tang Qingchen ran towards Jiang Xi anxiously, but when he ran to his side, he suddenly felt a little overwhelmed. Before long, he blushed and said softly, "Is Mr. Jiang all right?"

Jiang Xi vomited blood freely, and when he got lucky again in his dantian, it seemed that the previous blockage had disappeared. When he chanted the incantation, his whole body was smooth, as if he was gliding and rippling freely in the aura.

Jiang Xi wiped her mouth, full of joy, this may be done!

He couldn't help laughing. Tang Qingchen had never seen Jiang Xi laughing before. Observing so closely, he found that he had two deep dimples when he smiled, bright eyes and bright teeth, and the stars and moon. He heard his own heart beating like a drum.

She was so stupid that she didn't even react when Jiang Xi stood up to talk to him, but just stared at him blankly, forgetting the thousands of times and distances, as if there was only this one person left in the world. There is only room for this person.

At this time, Tang Muke had already got up, and came to the two of them disheartened. Seeing the hopeless appearance of his niece, he lamented that the daughter was not allowed to stay. But it hurts my heart when I touch it, and I feel very sorry for it.

"Xi'er is good at skills, the moves your master left for you may have broken through the third view." Tang Muke cleared his throat and tugged at Tang Qingchen.

Qingchen woke up suddenly, her face was flushed, and she lowered her head shyly to look at her toes.

Jiang Xi didn't care, immersed in his own progress, and nodded cheerfully: "Yes, I can't hide anything from my uncle."

Joyfully looking like a foolish male second, next to a foolish female second who is blushing and wringing her fingers, in Tang Muke's eyes, it is quite right.

After breakfast that day, Tang Qingchen came to the door of Tang Muke's study quietly, and swayed at the door looking around.

Tang Muke thought it was funny, but he didn't dare to laugh, so he couldn't bear it. He covered his face with a book, thinking how long you can hold on.

Sure enough, after a while, Tang Qingchen came in timidly, without speaking, and continued to blush.

Tang Muke felt sorry for this precious niece, so he stopped taking Joe, and said jokingly, "Do you have anything to ask for from uncle? You know that uncle loves you the most, and uncle will definitely satisfy your request."

Tang Qingchen's face turned redder, as if bleeding was about to bleed, she said angrily, "Uncle!"

Tang Qingchen is the daughter of Tang Muke's elder sister. She is an old woman. Her brother-in-law left early, and her elder sister treasured her daughter so much that she held her in her mouth for fear of melting, and held her in her hands for fear of falling.

Tang Qingchen inherited the talents of his father who was a scholar, he was never arrogant, gentle and generous, and treated his servants with courtesy. He is a well-known lady from all over the world.There was an endless stream of marriage proposers, but Qingchen was so arrogant that he only wanted to choose a loved one to spend the rest of his life with. After looking at the portrait, the others remained on the sidelines without saying a word.

How could my uncle not know this heartbeat, before I only occasionally felt Qingchen's hot gaze, but now I saw it, I realized that such enthusiasm has been there for a long time, Tang Muke secretly felt guilty, how could Qingchen suffer from lovesickness, I do nothing.

Tang Muke thought about it, and finally threw a straight ball: "Are you sure?"

Tang Qingchen lowered his head even lower, and his fingers kept messing with the handkerchief.

Birds chirping outside the house, the sound of the stream gurgling, the spring breeze sending fragrance, two butterflies lingeringly flew into the house, flying in front of Qingchen.

Animals still dance for love, let alone humans?

Qingchen raised his head, looked at Tang Muke firmly, and said every word like jade beads on a plate: "Except for this gentleman, I will never marry for the rest of my life."

The eight words of Shi Potian shocked Tang Muke's heart under the heavy hammer. How deep the feeling must be to condense into such a sound determination.Once upon a time, I thought so too, but I had no choice but to let go of that person's hand. From now on, the mountains are high and the roads are far away, and we will never meet again.

Tang Muke clenched his fist tightly, as if he wanted to crush all the regrets and regrets in this life.

Not long after, he stood up and said equally firmly, "Uncle will definitely let you get what you want, and Chen'er will definitely become the happiest bride in Dongshan."

Ripples of happiness instantly appeared on Tang Qingchen's hibiscus face. She looked out of the window shyly. The sun was shining golden, gentle and charming, and sweetness filled her heart, melting her soul.

She thought about Jiang Xi.

That year's startled glance was heart-stirring and distressing, and Jiang Xi's stubborn and hopeless despondency was everywhere in his eyes;

With the passage of time, the shambling boy in the past gradually grows up, exuding a mature and detached atmosphere;

He was also the one who had a skin-to-skin date for the first time when the rainstorm accidentally slipped and fell into the pond to help;

From the curling morning to the twilight, he is all in his thoughts and eyes;

The mountain is him, the water is him, the air is him, and he is the only one who wants to hold his hand and grow old together.

Lian Li

Tang Mu could see that his daughter was not allowed to stay, and he was determined to marry Jiang Xi like a bully, but he felt a little satisfied and complicated.

Satisfaction lies in the fact that although Jiang Xi has nothing for the time being due to the accident, this child is not a thing in the pool from talent to hard work to appearance. He is a good match with his niece and daughter. , a pair of Bi people are at ease;

The complication is that he still can't figure out Jiang Xi's mind. The so-called procrastination of scholars can still be released;If there is someone in Jiang Xi's heart, won't his precious Qingchen have to suffer a lot of love?

Tang Muke walked and thought, sighing three times at one step, feeling much more hesitant than when he was young, and came to his sister's room in a short while.

Tang Wanrou gave birth to Qingchen in her forties, and she felt sorry for her daughter who lost her father since she was a child.But the mother didn't notice her daughter's careful thoughts, and when she said it through her younger brother's mouth, there was a different kind of sour and bitter taste.

"Don't tell me about this child. Jiang Xi's child looks talented, and he is worthy of Chen'er on the outside. It is this family background, which is a little bit bleak, and his family's case is full of shadows. I see He might not be willing to stay in this villa and live a peaceful life with Yue'er in the future." Tang Wanrou rubbed the coral bracelet on her hand, worried.

This coral bracelet was a gift from brother-in-law Chen Shan back then, although not