Quiet Night Thought of Ancient Sword and Qi Tan

Qinchuan is a town that combines tranquility and hustle and bustle.

Murong Jing walked onto the bridge, and was not surprised to see Yu Wushuang, whom Su Jing called a literary young woman.

Yu Wushuang: "Loneliness is hidden under the prosperity, and desolation is hidden under the bustle. The bride with the red hijab has a haggard face under the candlelight, waiting for her husband and son-in-law who have never met to tell her luck or misfortune in her life. .”

Murong Jing: "...Hello."

Yu Wushuang didn't seem to see her: "The scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is like my grandmother's fried rice tea, which is very fragrant and very light; it is also like standing on a maple bridge at night, listening to the sound of a wooden boat rowing, watching the ripples of the water. The shadow of the moon is shattered, flashing in the eyes, and flashing again."

Murong Jing: "..."

Yu Wushuang blinked her big eyes, and an illusory voice sounded: "It is said that drinking the water of Wangchuan can forget the past, but who knows how many marks are left on a soul? Drink it from ancient times. From the first saliva, to the last time I looked back at my lover's tears in the previous life, how many joys and sorrows are there?"

Murong Jing: "I... just want to ask for directions."

Yu Wushuang turned her head to look at Murong Jing who was hesitating to speak, and her ethereal voice echoed in her ears: "The lost person is looking for her home, but they don't know that the one who is looking for her is always by her side. He Yixi. Luxi Ming Dynasty will fall again, when will people return when they die? Whose house in Haoli, there is no virtuous and foolish soul to gather souls. How can the ghost be urged, and human life must be hesitant."

Murong Jing: "...do you know where the Fang family is?"

"The Fang family..." Yu Wushuang shifted her misty eyes to Murong Jing, and continued to say in her aria-like voice: "Everyone in the city is saying that the Fang family is going to have a wedding, but the five members of the Fang family The young lady, except for the eldest lady who has not heard from home for many years, is already married. Another family in the city is hosting the wedding event with the young master of the Fang family, Young Master Ouyang. The young master of the Fang family came back together, and at this time he is holding a wedding with the Fang family..."

Murong Jing interrupted her with black lines all over her head: "Eh...I want to ask where the Fang family is, not what the Fang family is preparing."

Yu Wushuang let out a long sigh: "The Fang family..."

Upon hearing Yu Wushuang's sigh, Murong Jing immediately waved her hands: "Girl, I was wrong, I'll ask someone else."

Looking at the back of Murong Jing leaving in a hurry, Yu Wushuang seemed to shake his head helplessly, and continued to look at the distant river.

"When this rain stops, when the last long night is over, the morning dew and the morning wind whisper to the rising sun... 思,者,如,斯."

Murong Jing was walking down the street bored, the spirit that had just been tortured by Yu Wushuang urgently needed to be comforted, while she was walking, she suddenly recalled Yu Wushuang's words.

Wait... Fang's family also has a wedding?

Murong Jing stopped.

who?Fang Lansheng?If it was Fang Lansheng, who was the bride?Xiangling?Or Miss Sun?No, Fang Lansheng's letter said that he had already returned Qingyu Si Nanpei to Miss Sun.So it's Xiangling?But in such a short period of time, would Xiangling agree to marry him?

No, no, I must be thinking too much... Murong Jing shook her head, feeling a little dizzy, looked around, and suddenly saw a mansion covered in red and green, and on the plaque of the mansion was written: Fang Mansion .

Murong Jing: "..."

So... are Ouyang Shaogong and Fang Lansheng going (together?) to get married?

Murong Jing believes that in her 19 years of life, she never imagined that one day she would be...a flower picker?

Well, maybe not, but even she couldn't explain how she was sneaking out of people's windows right now.

No, no, no, I'm just curious about who it is. Fang Lansheng's fiancée is still him... No, no, what's not my own, what the hell am I thinking...

While Murong Jing was struggling with herself, the window she had been staring at was pushed open, and the beautiful figure of Xun Fang appeared in front of her eyes.

"You've been standing there for almost half an hour, why don't you come in and sit down first."

Murong Jing: "..."

After pouring a cup of tea for the guests and herself, Xun Fang thoughtfully said, "Are you hungry? Would you like some snacks?"

Murong Jing shook her head slightly: "No need..."

"Gu..."

Murong Jing: "..."

Embarrassedly smiled, Murong Jing secretly hated her stomach for being so disappointing, Xun Fang knew very well and went to the kitchen to bring a plate of hibiscus cake: "This is all I have now, let's use some first."

Murong Jing found out that Xun Fang was very familiar with Fang's family after she brought the snacks, and couldn't help but be surprised: "You...you seem to be very familiar with this place?"

Xun Fang nodded: "Yes, I live here."

Murong Jing was stunned for three seconds before she realized: "So...you are the one who lives here? Is there no room for Ouyang Shaogong's house?"

Xun Fang shook her head: "No, Sister Ruqin said that the two of you can't see each other for a few days before the marriage, so I was left at Fang's house by Sister Ruqin until we got married, and then sent me out of Fang's house."

"Eh...going out from Fang's house?"

"Yes." Xunfang smiled: "I am called Zhong Ruyuan now, and the Zhong family has no relatives, so Sister Ruqin recognizes me as a righteous sister, and she treats me as the daughter of the Fang family."

"...Second Sister Fang is really a good person." Murong Jing was deeply moved: "So it's not that Fang Lansheng wants to get married, I just said, how could that naughty monkey get married so quickly."

Xun Fang smiled: "A rogue monkey? In this way, it is also in line with Young Master Fang."

"Really, you think so too?" Murong Jing picked up a piece of pastry and put it in her mouth, and said after swallowing it all, "This is what Sister Hongyu called first."

"Red jade?" Xun Fang thought carefully, "Is that the beauty in red?"

"Have you met Sister Hongyu?" Murong Jing was a little surprised.

"In the Mausoleum of the First Emperor..." Xun Fang's voice was a little low, and Murong Jing just remembered that Xunfang was still Jitong in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and at that time, Jitong betrayed Ouyang Shaogong, it was not a good thing remember.

"Ahem... let's not talk about this." Murong Jing took a sip of tea and was about to say something when she heard hurried footsteps, and then someone knocked on the door: "Sister Ruyuan, are you there?" Listening to the voice Then I knew it was Xiangling.

Xun Fang walked to the door, and when she opened the door, she saw the little fox drooping her head, and asked, "What's the matter? You don't go to sleep so late."

Xiangling wrinkled her nose: "Sister Ruyuan, Xiangling is a little unhappy...can I come in?"

Xunfang was hesitating, but Xiangling poked her head in first, and sat down beside the table.

At this time, there was no sign of Murong Jing in the house.Xun Fang intuitively looked at Fang Liang, and she saw Murong Jing who was sitting on it and shrugged helplessly at her.

Xun Fang was very strange, but she did not betray Murong Jing, and let the little fox sit on the table and talk to her.

This time, he is a real gentleman on Liang... Murong Jing sighed silently in her heart.Otherwise, what should I do, she is now a suspicious person who came uninvited by the master in the middle of the night, if the little fox sees her and yells indiscriminately, she will not be able to speak clearly even if she is covered in mouths.

"Sister Ruyuan." Xiangling played with her braid, her voice was no longer the same as before: "Xiangling... heard something today."

"What's wrong? What news can make Xiangling so sad?" Xun Fang stroked Xiangling's hair.

"There are always rumors outside that it's an idiot...he is going to get married." Xiangling pouted and said, "But the ones who are obviously married are Sister Ruyuan and Brother Shaogong!"

"Since Xiangling knows it's a rumor, why isn't she happy?" Xun Fang laughed.

But Xiangling suddenly lowered her head, and said sullenly: "Xiangling doesn't know either, just hearing that the idiot is going to get married... just, I feel very annoying. Besides, Xiangling doesn't like that Miss Sun, she...she is actually very nice. Good, very good, but...Xiangling just doesn't like her. Sister Ruyuan, tell me, has Xiangling gone bad?"

Having said that, Xunfang still doesn't understand Xiangling's thoughts, she looks at the little girl who is still ignorant of her first love, as if she saw herself and her son-in-law in Penglai back then...

After calming down, Xunfang comforted Xiangling and said: "Xiangling has always been a good boy, everyone likes Xiangling very much, it's not that Xiangling has become bad, but she cares too much about Mr. Fang."

Xiangling raised her head in confusion: "Xiangling... cares about Lan Sheng?"

"Yes, that's why I won't get close to Miss Sun, because she had a marriage contract with Young Master Fang."

"But... But Xiangling also cares about Brother Tusu, Sister Hongyu, Sister Jinger, Qingxue, Brother Qianshang, Brother Shaogong and Sister Ruyuan, Xiangling really cares about it!"

"It's different." Xun Fang gently patted Xiang Ling's head.

"Why is it different?" Xiangling tilted her head, her big watery eyes were full of curiosity.

Murong Jing's eyes were full of tiredness at this time, no one would be full of energy after tossing around half the night, so she yawned a little, praying that Xiangling would leave soon, and adjusted a comfortable sitting position, but she didn't want Xiangling to leave. Her sense of hearing was extremely keen, but the sound of friction between the fabric and the beams alerted her.

"Sounds like something?" Xiang Ling frowned.

"No." Xun Fang said that she didn't hear it.

"But..." Before Xiangling finished speaking, someone knocked on the door again.

"Miss Zhong, are you there?"

It was Fang Lansheng's voice.

"I'm here, Mr. Fang, what's the matter?" Xun Fang didn't open the door, but called through the door.

"Oh... I just came to ask, is Xiangling with you? I saw her room was lit and no one was there, so I came to look for it."

Murong Jing black thread, why don't you all sleep in the middle of the night?

"Xiangling is here." Xun Fang replied: "She will go back in a while, Mr. Fang should also go back to rest first."

When Xiangling heard Fang Lansheng's voice, her little face became tangled, and she raised her head habitually, but inadvertently saw someone who was yawning boredly.

"what!!"

A scream caused Fang Lansheng to panic.

"Xiangling, what's wrong with you!" Fang Lansheng couldn't care less, stepped forward to open the door, and felt relieved when he saw that Xiangling was just standing in the room without any damage, but he followed Xiangling's gaze Then there was a meaningless scream: "You you you you you!!!!"

Before Murong Jing could say anything, Fang Lansheng seemed to have realized it, and hurriedly stood in front of Xunfang: "Violent girl! What are you going to do to Miss Ruyuan!! Ruyuan and Shaogong are sincere!"

Xiangling: "???"

Xun Fang: "..."

Murong Jing: "Huh?"