Changfeng has a place to return

Chang Xiaoqiu's whole body became radiant because of the "not bad" comment. He held the sword tightly in his arms, wishing he could turn these eight words over and over again.The grievance of being assassinated by his stepmother and the pressure caused by his injured leg seemed to be magically smoothed away by these words. A surge of excitement surged into his heart, and then burned his eye sockets to heat up. began to cry.

After Chang Xiaohan thanked him, he pushed the wheelchair away, Liu Xian'an also turned and walked back, Liang Shu was waiting for him under a big tree covered with red strings.

"Why lie?"

"It doesn't count."

Liu Xian'an stepped on the rustling autumn leaves: "Chang Xiaoqiu has recently been depressed due to family accidents. In his heart, the prince is an indomitable hero. A good word may be better than a dozen bowls of soup."

Those who dare to misappropriate the name of His Highness King Xiao without permission, apart from those women at the border gate who are crying and making trouble with their children in the middle of the night, Second Young Master Liu is the only one. ask.But Liu Xian'an didn't feel that he had done such a daring thing, he seemed to take His Royal Highness Xiao Wang as a blind medicine at hand, and moved it out when needed.

Liang Shu didn't care about it anymore, but he actually seldom praises others, especially a spoiled young master like Chang Xiaoqiu. According to the standards of the barracks, it was still one hundred and eight thousand miles away.

The two quickly walked to the south of the city.

The south of the city is far less lively than the east of the city, the lights are sparse, and there is only one large ancient well.But Liang Shu didn't come here just to see the scenery, just walking casually like this can soothe and relax the tense nerves.Liu Xian'an stepped on an open space and said, "I always thought there should be a nine-story white tower here."

"In order to be closer to another world?"

"No, to see the flower fields in the distant mountains."

As for the other world, after being forcibly sealed away for more than ten days, it has now changed from a boiling sea to a calm and stagnant water, but he didn't dare to explore too deeply, lest another storm would stir up his brain again. It hurts so much.

"You should stay in this world for more time." Liang Shu said, "Like other people's friends and companions, if you want to see flower fields, go to the distant mountains yourself, don't always stand on a high place and look far away."

Liu Xian'an was distressed: "But I don't have any friends."

If this sentence came out of someone else's mouth, whoever heard it would cry out that he was miserable, but Liu Xian'an didn't think he was miserable, he was just stating a fact, and Liang Shu didn't think he was miserable either.But Liu Xian'an quickly added: "It's a pity that although the prince is here, the flowers have already withered."

The corner of Liang Shu's mouth raised, "Friend?"

Liu Xian'an "hmm" was not guilty at all, although he had never made friends before, but since he could drink together, travel around the city together, and chat together, he would not still be classified as a stranger, and there should be some friendship. Friendship, isn't that a friend?

Liang Shu reached out and pinched the back of his neck: "This king doesn't seem to agree."

Liu Xian'an flinched and hid: "Then the prince will continue to disagree." Anyway, I have already unilaterally agreed.

This may also be the only skill of Mr. Liu Ergong. After all, in the Three Thousand Avenues, he has always interacted with people in this way. He arranged a place for them if he liked it. He did not ask the ancient sages one by one. Opinion.

So very confident.

Liang Shu shook his head with a smile, thinking that Liu Xian'an was really interesting. He had too many traits in him, and he was different from the other 980, 500 people in Dayan. One piece of innocence, one piece of intelligence, and a unique appearance, even if you are lazily squatting under a dilapidated red lantern that looks like a ghost, you can still be illuminated, like a fairy descending from the world.

It is indeed a pity that the flower fields in the distant mountains are gone, after all, the beauty should be standing in the place where the flowers are blooming.

On this point, it is rare for His Royal Highness King Xiao to have the elegant awareness of a nobleman and a child of a family.

Although there is no scenery in the south of the city, Liang Shu still patiently listened to Liu Xian'an's talk about the nine-story white pagoda in his dream for a long time, and he didn't go back together until the whole city fell asleep.The guest room in the waterside pavilion is very small, and the bed is not big, but the bed is soft and comfortable, and the smell of incense is also light.Outside the house, the autumn wind rustled the bamboo forest, like a gentle lullaby, calming the general's tense nerves poured out by thousands of battles.

The blood mist that soared into the sky in the dream dissipated and turned into a piece of pure snow, and suddenly disappeared. Spring came, Liang Shu was walking alone on a small island full of flowers, passing through the path, through the deep forest, and suddenly heard a burst of snow. Like the gurgling sound of the qin, he followed the sound, and saw a young man in white sitting by the stream, his bare feet immersed in the water, and a simple qin on his lap.

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Liang Shu woke up with dry mouth and tongue, he looked at the carvings on the top of the bed, his heart beat extremely fast, and it took a long time before he returned to the present world.Although he has forgotten the face of the person in the dream, he clearly remembers the mole the size of a sesame seed on the other person's Adam's apple, which rolled up and down as he gasped, and it was red and charming, making his skin more snowy.I also remember those hands, held in the palms of my own arbitrarily, as fragile as glass, and there is not much warmth. When I lowered my head, my lips trembled, as if touching a piece of ice and snow.

The absurdity of this erotic dream is comparable to the leader of the desert wolf clan dancing in front of the battle in women's clothing.Liang Shu used this horrifying metaphor without aesthetic feeling to forcibly end the ambiguous and charming scene in the dreamland of bed curtains. He got up and wiped his face with cold water, opened the door and walked out of the guest room.

At this time, when I first arrived at Mao, only the servants and disciples who had morning classes got up.There is no separate kitchen in the water pavilion, and the temporary new servants yesterday were sent away by Liu Xian's security department, so it was still very quiet.Coincidentally, there was actually a piano on the low table under the bamboo grove. Liang Shu was blinded and wanted to go out for a walk, but the door behind him creaked open.

"My lord."

Liang Shu paused and turned around.

Liu Xian'an got up in a hurry, still wearing pajamas, only a thin coat over his head, his black hair was tied behind his head with a headband, and there was still a tinge of redness at the end of his eyes, he yawned and said: "I heard movement outside."

Liang Shu looked away from his snow-white skirt: "Can't sleep, go for a walk."

"The prince wait a moment." Liu Xian'an said, "I'll change clothes."

When he said this, he was so sleepy that he didn't open his eyes very much. When he returned to the room, his knees were weak, and he almost bumped his head. He opened the closet and found a piece of clothing. He was about to put it on indiscriminately, but someone grabbed his wrist.

"It's still early, go to sleep." Liang Shu said, "I'll just sit in the courtyard."

Liu Xian'an went back to the bed again, he really didn't wake up, and he didn't know which god came to help just now, so he heard the slight sound of the door opening next door, and ran out like sleepwalking in a daze.

Liang Shu didn't leave immediately, he looked around, this house was as simple as his master, almost frugal, old cabinets, old tables and chairs, the bed seemed to be old, only the blankets on the floor were new It's soft and thick, and it's expensive for an inch - there's no way around it, because Second Master Liu would fall asleep on the spot from time to time.

A corner of the bed curtain was blown up by the wind, Liang Shu raised his eyes, the sleeping fairy's sleeping appearance was really not a fairy.But this was actually practiced on purpose by him, because when he read books when he was a child, most of the sages were free-spirited, so Young Master Xiaoliu deliberately slept crookedly, trying his best to let himself wander.

It's the same at this time, the foot immersed in the water in the dream is more white and delicate in reality, and a red rope with a gold buckle is wrapped around the ankle. Mrs. Liu is worried that her son will talk too much. Naive and crazy, so I went to the temple to ask for the soul rope.Liu Zhuangzhu originally scoffed at this, but was pointed at his nose and scolded. You are only allowed to snatch people from Hades, but I am not allowed to snatch souls from little ghosts?

So it is still from the small department to the big one.It's hard to say whether the soul is bound or not, but His Royal Highness King Xiao is sure to bind each one.He turned around and left the bedroom. He really didn't know where his desire for spring came from. It was simply inexplicable. Why did he only sleep in the waterside pavilion for one night, and then the wind leaked everywhere? Could it be that there is a blood inheritance, and the disease in his bones is the same as the two Like my sister, you will explode on the spot when you see a beauty?

The reason why there are no symptoms in the palace is probably because the beauty is not beautiful enough.

His Royal Highness King Xiao just stood in the courtyard, diagnosing this intractable disease for himself.

The day is getting brighter.

Ah Ning ordered the servants to carry the table to the courtyard, busy making breakfast, and Liu Xian'an also stretched his waist and woke up again at this time, he didn't know that he had walked through other people's dreams in an indescribable posture, so Still very calm, after washing up, he sat next to Liang Shu, enthusiastically introducing special snacks to his only friend.

However, Liang Shu didn't listen to half a word. He had been forcing the other party to speak a few days ago, and his voice became hoarse, and now it has a soft local ending, which is more and more related to the absurd scene in the dream. Strictly matched, what is the law of heaven, and the retribution is not happy, Liang Shu's scalp is numb, and he pushes a bowl of small wontons in front of him: "Eat it."

Liu Xian'an responded, and slowly fiddled with the spoon. He couldn't eat fast since he was a child. He counted the rice grains on the big table a few times. After being educated by his father and elder brother in turn, he simply hid in the water pavilion to eat all his meals.He was not hungry this morning, so he chewed more and more slowly. He took three bites of a flower-bud-shaped wonton, but it burned his lips even more rosy.

Liang Shu staggered his eyes, tried not to let himself think about it, frowned and said, "It seems to be very noisy outside."

"Well, today is the fifth day of the lunar new year, and there is a new batch of medicinal materials to be unloaded." Liu Xian'an explained, "It's a whole day's work. In the past, if my father remembered it, he would rush me to help."

But this time it shouldn't be possible, because His Royal Highness King Xiao is here, so he can do whatever he wants.

So he smiled at him from the bottom of his heart, with great joy.

Liang Shu put down his chopsticks with a "snap" and said, "Go and have a look."

Liu Xian'an was taken aback: "Huh?"

Liang Shu got up and left the water pavilion.

Liu Xian'an hadn't eaten two bites yet, so Ah Ning picked up two small buns and hurriedly ran with him.

Both the master and the servant were puzzled, what is there to see when unloading the medicinal materials, and they are so active that they walk all the way without looking back.

Aning whispered: "Young master, do we have to explain to His Royal Highness that it is not some precious and rare medicinal material, but some common bellflower and honeysuckle?"

Liu Xian'an was puzzled: "Even if it is a precious medicinal material, would the prince be interested?"

It shouldn't be, so what is this running?

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Xiaoliu Meng Xiaoliang: No clothes.

Xiaoliang Meng Xiaoliu: mouth to mouth.