Immortal sword edge

The New Year's Eve is approaching, and even the cold Wanmei Villa can't help but get busy for this special festival.

As the owner of the villa, Ximen Chuuxue's life was not affected in any way, he practiced and wiped his sword every day, changed Ye Gucheng's medicine, read and chatted with him.Of course, the so-called chat is just a superficial statement. In fact, it’s just sitting face to face in a daze. You can’t expect two icebergs to have a happy and happy day talking.

He doesn't need to worry about anything because he has Han Shuying, the omnipotent butler of Wanmei Villa.And Han Shuying can be said to be extremely pampering to him, so she will naturally help him take care of it properly.

Ye Gucheng's injury healed quickly, and he was able to get out of bed and walk around, no longer needing to be hugged in and out. I believe he will be able to hold a sword soon.

The relationship between the two is quite natural, the only difference is that Ye Gucheng's temperament is much softer, although it is not obvious, but Ximen Chuuxue who knows him well is still aware of it, he knows the reason why the other party has such a change , but could only remain silent.

Ye Gucheng saw everything in his eyes, he didn't say anything similar to confession, and he didn't make some ambiguous actions, but just waited quietly, because he knew that Ximen Chuuxue's heart had already been shaken.And what he has to do is to use this wavering to break through his defense line at the most appropriate time and hold him firmly in his hands.

He is not in a hurry, his patience has always been good, and he can always wait until that day comes, provided there is no obstacle.

On the first day of the new year, the sound of firecrackers is full of joy.

Although Ximen Chuuxue didn't like making noise, he was more tolerant on such a special day. No matter how much the servants of the village made noise, he would not stop it, but he would not participate in it either.

On this day in previous years, he still got up early, practiced his sword, and then sat in the study to read a book, which was no different from other days.But this year, there is an extra Ye Gucheng in his study.

The noble man in white stood quietly by the window, listening to the sound of firecrackers in the distance, he suddenly said: "You and I haven't celebrated the New Year together for more than ten years."

Ximen Chuuxue paused for a moment while flipping through the document, and then said: "So what?!"

The amber-colored phoenix eyes fixedly looked at him, and after a while, Ye Gucheng finally said: "It's not that bad, I just feel a little pity."

Ximen Chuuxue raised his head and glanced at him, just a glance, and didn't speak, but Ye Gucheng understood what he meant: Don't you think it's too late now? !

Ye Gucheng pursed his lips, is it too late?No, it's not too late!When a person dies, everything stops, but if they are still alive, they can still see each other's face and hear each other's voice, so it's not too late!

Ximen Chuuxue rummaged through a pile of account books and letters, and suddenly took out a piece of plain white letter paper with a white cloud pattern printed on it. He raised his eyebrows, shook the letter paper in his hand and said, "Your."

Ye Gucheng was a little surprised, but he took it for granted. After all, he is the lord of Baiyun City and the emperor's master. Even if he is to heal his injuries, he cannot disappear for too long. In fact, it is already a miracle that he can be delayed until today!

The letter was sent by Ye Bai. Apart from some caring greetings, it also said one thing, which was not too big, but not too small.

One month ago, the servant of the household department was ordered to be delayed by Jun Yuqing for corruption. This is nothing at all. A corrupt official who has committed a heinous crime and is just a moth of the country. Maybe countless people applauded him when he died!But apart from his official position, he is also Prime Minister Zuo's favorite student and son-in-law!

Obviously, Jun Yuqing planned to do it.He has been on the throne for two years, but most of the power is in the hands of those veterans. Although he is not a puppet emperor, he is still quite restrained on weekdays.Since he had made up his mind to be a dictatorial emperor and to concentrate power on himself, the first thing he had to deal with was naturally the gang of veterans in the court, and Prime Minister Zuo was the leader of this gang.

However, although Jun Yuqing is quite scheming, he is still young and easily deceived by his own feelings. He doesn't know that besides himself and the veterans of the faction, there is another force in the court, a force driven by A force formed by a group of unremarkable young people, and the master of this force is Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City whom he admires!

At the end of the letter, Ye Bai euphemistically proposed that although he and Huo Tianqing are in charge, the city cannot be left alone for a day, and the city owner is invited to come back as soon as possible to preside over the overall situation.

As the sun set, the room gradually darkened. Ye Gucheng's face was hidden in the shadows, and no one could see his expression clearly.

Until the door was opened with a creak, two maids entered the room carrying food boxes, arranged the delicate dishes on the table one by one, then bowed their knees and wanted to leave.

"Where is the owner of Ximen?" The sudden thought of the voice startled the two of them, and the older one said respectfully: "At this time, the owner should be in Meilin in the backyard."

Ye Gucheng stood up, disappeared into the room in a flash, so fast that the maids had no time to say a word.

The younger one whispered, and said, "Did he go to the owner of the villa? But, the Merlin in the backyard is a forbidden area in the villa!"

The older maid knocked her on the head and reprimanded lightly: "That's not our business, you just have to do your own thing." After finishing speaking, ignoring the wronged gaze from the other party, his gaze slowly Landing on a table of exquisite dishes, "It's a pity that these rich meals are made by Father Qin himself..."

The night falls.

When Ye Gucheng found Ximen Chuuxue, he was standing in front of a small tomb, with a lonely back, which made his heart ache.

The woman in red was the first to notice his arrival. She looked back and forth between the two with her shining eyes, and then she saluted and left, leaving space for them.

Ye Gucheng took two steps forward and stood in front of the grave, standing side by side with him.

The small tomb was quietly located in the plum grove. There was no writing on the stele. In front of the tomb were placed a few cups of vegetables and fruits, as well as an opened jar of plum wine.It was brewed by Ximen Chuuxue himself!

Ye Gucheng squatted down, picked up the wine jar and tilted it slowly, the transparent liquid flew down, melting the snow in front of the grave.

Ximen Chuuxue was silent, just watched quietly, the rising cold wind lifted his hair, he suddenly remembered the conversation between Han Shuying and him just now.

"Every time you're in a bad mood, you always come here to sit and sit. What's the reason this time?" Although she was asking him, her eyes were transparent and clear, clearly understanding everything.

Therefore, Ximen Chuuxue remained silent and did not answer her.

Han Shuying didn't insist on his answer, she smiled and said: "Since you are worried, then don't let it go. You always say that the way to use a sword lies in sincerity, sincerity is in the sword, and sincerity in others, don't you know that everything goes well Why?!"

Do you follow your heart?

He lowered his eyes slightly, suppressed all the emotions in his eyes, and said, "What do you want from me?"

Ye Gucheng stood up on his knees, then turned to look at him, "Today is the first day of junior high school."

"So?" Ximen Chuuxue raised his eyebrows.

Ye Gucheng slowly stretched out his hand, grabbed the other's wrist hanging by his side, and said, "Let's have dinner together!"

Ximen Chuuxue lowered his head, quietly looked at the clasped hands, paused, but still did not break free.

The two walked back side by side. Although they didn't look at each other or talk to each other, the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

By the time they returned to the room, the food on the table had already changed, and it was steaming hot.

Ye Gucheng raised his eyes, looked at the man opposite him by the light, and felt a warm feeling in a trance.The right hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, then cut open the fish, and put the softest part under the belly into the man's bowl.

Ximen Chuuxue raised his eyebrows, and then also put a piece of venison in the opponent's bowl.

Ye Gucheng buried his head in eating again, but there was a pleasant smile on the corners of his plump lips.

After eating, Ximen Chuuxue did not leave immediately, but poured a cup of tea and sat opposite Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng's heart gradually calmed down, he knew that the other party must have something to say.

Sure enough, Ximen Chuuxue was silent for a moment, and said: "I don't like ambiguity, and I don't like indecision. You said you liked me, but you were the one who kept leaving back then!"

Ye Gucheng's face was a little pale, and he couldn't refute.

Ximen Chuuxue was not angry at his silence, and even raised the corners of his mouth to show a rare smile, "Since you said you like it, I naturally believe it, and I, no matter if I cultivate the way of ruthlessness or the way of affection, I will eventually I still can't really let you go." When he said the last sentence, there was a sigh in his voice.

The fingers in the sleeve trembled slightly, Ye Gucheng bit his lip, and said with difficulty, "So?"

Ximen Chuuxue smiled, and he passed his hand to Ye Gucheng, saying: "The past is over, let's start again!"

The room was very quiet except for the beeping sound of the candles on the table.

Maybe it's been a long time, or maybe it's just for a moment, the two white and slender hands finally held each other firmly, as if they would never let go again in this lifetime...

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The meat in the next chapter, but it may not be able to be put up, let’s celebrate it with flowers first!