Wrong Changhuan

The sky was gloomy, it was almost evening, and it was gloomy.

Anping Hall, West Wing Room.

Lin Changhuan was lying on the bed, his body jerked violently, waking up the person next to him who had been sleeping lightly.

Chang Huan's eyes were closed tightly, his brows were tightly furrowed, a little sweat broke out on his forehead, he shook his head slightly, and muttered softly, "Don't--Sister Zhaoyang--don't go--"

It looked like a nightmare.

When An Mi heard this strange name, she hurriedly stood up, shook Chang Huan, and called out, "Wake up--"

Chang Huan shuddered, unable to restrain his heartbeat, but instantly regained consciousness, and suddenly opened his eyes.Seeing that the room was not too dark, and Ah Cuo was beside him, he breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his eyes and asked, "What time is it?"

An made a mistake, "I'm afraid it's getting dark..." After a pause, he frowned and asked, "Did you have a nightmare just now? But who did you dream about?"

Chang Huan lay on his back and stared at the curtain on the top of the bed, murmured, "It seems... I can't remember..." He scratched his head as he spoke.

The person in the dream who can't see clearly, the things in the dream that can't be recalled, seem to be real.

Only the sense of fear of being unable to break free remained.

An Cuo comforted, "Nightmare, just forget about it, don't think about it..."

"No, I seem to have forgotten one important thing..." Chang Huan sat up abruptly, turned his head and said, "I remember, you haven't had lunch yet, you must be starving, right? "

An Cuo pursed his lips and smiled, "What a big deal, besides, I don't need to eat, I'm already full."

"How can you still be full without eating? Ah Cuo, are you lying to me... or... have you practiced the Taoist bigu technique?"

Changhuan is no stranger to this fasting technique.

Five years ago, Yang Yan read an ancient book of Taoism-medicine, which mentioned the bigu technique that pays attention to the aura of heaven and earth.

So in order to test whether the method is really effective, Dadongri made a special trip to take her to the top of Xiwu Mountain Bieyuan to inhale the wind and drink the dew, saying that there is the spirit of heaven and earth, and the spirit of the mountain.

Chang Huan remembers this incident very clearly, just because the northwest wind eats too much, but it is very easy to get typhoid and make a stomachache.

In addition, Lin Xun made a special trip to tempt them, so he took the trouble to stew Buddha Jumping Wall and made Wensi tofu.So the bigu experiment, which was originally planned to have a small cycle of seven days, finally only lasted for half a day, and ended early.

At that time, Chang Huan said, hey, I can't control my mouth.

Yang Yan said, hey, I can't make up my mind.

Lin Xun said, "Hey, I don't care, I'm in a hurry."

Chang Huan withdrew his thoughts, and asked curiously, "Could it be that you really know how to fast?"

An Cuo shook his head and said with a smile, "Haven't you heard a word... called... Beautiful and delicious."

When Chang Huan heard this, his face flushed immediately, and he said, "Ah Cuo, you're molesting me again..." Then he got up and got out of bed, lowered his head and put on his shoes and said, "Although that's the case, I still have to let Amu will bring you some food."

An Cuo half-lyed on the side of the bed, and said softly, "Won't you eat with me?" After a pause, he said coquettishly, "I eat alone, so lonely, so lonely, so miserable..."

"The third uncle is back, and I promised him to have dinner together, so I can't have dinner with you."

An Cuo asked obediently, "Then you, won't you take me?"

Chang Huan showed embarrassment and stammered, "I...mother's place...too many things today..."

An Cuo blinked, and said softly, "I'm teasing you..." After a pause, he smiled crookedly, "Then you can be regarded as a golden house hidden beauty?"

Chang Huan suddenly stopped straightening his clothes, moved closer to An Cuo, stroked her face, and explained sincerely with tenderness, "A Cuo, I wish everyone in the Lin family could know you and know how much you are. good..."

Just now, not yet.

It's just that now, there are too many obstacles and too many risks, and I can't afford to lose...

An Cuo covered the slightly warm hand, looked at Chang Huan's serious look, and said, "I understand."

At this moment, one is affectionate and the other is full of love.

There was a rustle in the courtyard, and Yang Yan's small exclamation suddenly rang out, disturbing the eyes of the four in the room, and the silence.

Chang Huan withdrew his hand, lowered his eyebrows and said, "I'll go out and have a look--" As he spoke, he went out the door as if fleeing.

Beside the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the courtyard, there stood an uninvited guest.

"People in your palace, do you usually like to dig over the walls of other people's houses? Don't you know that there is a thing called a gate?" Yang Yan finished speaking angrily, and saw the chief welcome him.

Chen Yang was still dressed in black, expressionless and silent, but his eyes never left after seeing Chang Huan.

Chang Huan approached and couldn't help frowning and asked, "What's going on?"

"Then I have to ask her... I was sitting in the courtyard, and she came from the sky, and suddenly jumped over the wall, which shocked me..." Yang Yan said and patted his chest, as if As if really surprised, he asked again, "Murong Ji sent you here? What are you doing?"

Chen Yang ignored Yang Yan, only turned to Chang Huan, knelt down suddenly, and kowtowed three times to her.

This kneeling was beyond the expectations of Chang Huan and Yang Yan, who didn't understand what kind of medicine she was selling in this gourd.

Yang Yan only felt that this person was too unreasonable, but it was true that he kowtowed.

Chang Huan was young, and had never received such a big gift before, so he went to pull her and said, "Why are you kneeling on me? Get up quickly--"

Chen Yang remained unmoved, straightened his waist and continued to kneel, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Master said, from now on, Miss will be the villain's new master—"

Chang Huan felt that Murong Ji's arrangement caught her off guard, and said, "Get up first and then talk..."

Chen Yang said, "The master said, if the young lady refuses to agree, I will kneel until the young lady agrees... The villain dare not disobey."

Even if Murong Ji has good intentions, even if Chang Huan doesn't want him to die, it doesn't mean she can accept him to go his own way and force people to her side.

Especially this person, or Ah Cuo's taboo.

Chang Huan looked at the man kneeling on the ground with such a decisive attitude, there was nothing he could do for a while.

Yang Yan said with a face full of disdain, "Isn't this a difficult situation? Do you really think that no one in our Lin family can use it?"

Chang Huan bit his lip and persuaded helplessly, "Do whatever he tells you to do? If he tells you to die, do you really want to die?"

Chen Yang said, "Yes."

Chang Huan was choked by the words, in a dilemma.

"Then let her die..." An Cuo suddenly left the door of the west wing, approached, looked at Chen Yang thoughtfully, then turned his head and said to Chang Huan, "Since you don't want to stay, you can die It saves you trouble, and you are happy and quiet.”

Chang Huan knew that Ah Cuo didn't like Chen Yang, this was not a joke.

After hearing this, Chen Yang took a wary look at An Cuo.

There was a slight chill in this glance, Cen Cen was hostile.

Before Chang Huan could speak, An Cuo suddenly pulled out the sword on Chen Yang's back.

Because of An's wrong movements, Chen Yang was about to get up habitually to take precautions, but he woke up instantly, stopped his movements, and still knelt there straight.

Chang Huan lost his voice, "Ah Cuo--"

Without a word of exclamation, the sword in An Cuo's hand was placed straight on Chen Yang's neck.

An Cuo didn't look at Chang Huan, but said decisively and coldly, "If you don't do it, I will get rid of her for you now!"

Chen Yang raised his eyes to look at Chang Huan, and said, "If miss wants the villain to die, the villain will have nothing to say and will never resist."

In that way, it seems to regard death as home.What you say is rare and ordinary.

What a sword with a clear edge, tempered with majestic strength, a blood red oozes from the fair skin instantly.

As far as Yu Chenyang is concerned, the master's order is thicker than the ground and heavier than life.She is betting, since it is a cheap life, she uses it as a bet on whether Chang Huan really doesn't care about this short-term friendship.

In fact, she is not the only one who is betting.

It's just that An's mistaken bet was whether Chang Huan would keep the person she feared.Just because she knew that as long as this person was alive, Chang Huan would definitely keep her by his side.

And this result, An Cuo didn't want to see it.

This was the first time in An Cuo's life that he hated someone for no reason.It was also the first time that he wanted to kill someone just because he didn't like it.And her feelings have never let her down.

Yang Yan watched all this from the sidelines, and said, "I saw blood...Are you really here by mistake?"

Chang Huan knew that since Ah Cuo had spoken, he would strike mercilessly.Not allowing her to think too much, she turned to look at An Cuo, grabbed her arm, and said anxiously, "A Cuo, don't kill her!"

A trace of surprise and disbelief flashed in An Cuo's eyes, and he said, "You really want to keep her?"

Chang Huan shook his head and said, "But she is innocent, she shouldn't just die like this."

A yellow bird screamed sadly across the gray sky.

Seeming to have lost all strength suddenly, the sword in An Cuo's hand fell to the ground with a thud.

Chang Huan didn't see it, but behind him, Chen Yang quietly let out a sigh of relief, his expression softened a little, as if the dust had settled.

An Cuo looked at Chang Huan in a daze, with a lost voice, and said, "Don't bother Amu to prepare food, I'll go out to eat by myself." After speaking, he turned and walked towards the gate.

Seeing that An Cuo's expression was wrong, Chang Huan just chased after two steps, then turned and hurriedly said to Chen Yang, "Hurry up, I really don't need it, and I won't keep you." After speaking, he hurriedly chased after the door past.

Yang Yan looked at Chenyang, shook his head helplessly, sighed, and said meaningfully, "I'm not afraid of the hard ones, I'm not afraid of the stunned ones, I'm afraid of you who are desperate!" Then he suddenly remembered Lin Xun's advice to him. He also chased after him, saying, "Chang Huan, wait for me--Axun wants you to wake up and go home--"

Not long after leaving the Anping Hall, Chang Huan caught up with An Cuo, ignoring the eyes of passers-by on the street, and grabbed her sleeve.

Panting heavily, Chang Huan explained, "I... told her... let her go... I won't... keep her..."

An made a mistake, "I know people like her better than you...she won't leave." After speaking, she gently broke away from Chang Huan's hand, picked up her feet and continued walking eastward.

If Ah Cuo was jealous before, Chang Huan still felt a little charming.Now this sudden and violent jealousy, although not inexplicable, really made her feel a little at a loss.

Night has come, and the lights are on.

Yang Yan chased after her and saw Chang Huan stunned on the street, walked over and patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go, your mother and Ah borrow them, we're still waiting for us to go back to have dinner."

Chang Huan and Yang Yan quickened their pace and followed An Cuo.It was just silent for a while.

The Drunken Immortal Pavilion, which was three zhang ahead, has returned to its usual habitation.The receptionist at the door welcomed the guests with a smile, and warmly greeted them to enter.

An Cuo stopped, glanced at the familiar plaque, turned to Chang Huan and said, "I'm fine, go get something to eat first, you go home first."

Chang Huan was worried, but he tried his best to comfort him, "Then after dinner, go back to Anping Hall and wait for me."

An Cuo nodded, then entered the Zuixian Pavilion and disappeared through the door.

Seeing Chang Huan still standing there in a daze, Yang Yan said, "It's snowing—let's—"

After Yang Yan said this, Chang Huan closed his eyes, looked up at the sky, stretched out his hand to touch a little bit of coldness that melted in his palm, and repeated, "It's snowing--"

The first snow in the early winter of this year came so quietly without any precaution.

The cold wind is mild, and the rapid snow makes you hesitate.

Warm wine in a bamboo house and taste the fragrance of plums, Bai Mang holds his hand and tells his heart, when will we get what we want?