The next morning, I got up and went to the pool where I soaked in bamboo, and I was dumbfounded. There was a layer of ice on the whole pool, Ah Qian said that she wanted to break the ice and reach in to fish, she watched Ah Qian break the ice, and then reached in with trembling hands to fish for bamboo, the water was cold to the bone, but it was so cold that she still couldn't catch the bamboo, and Ah Qian on the side had already fished out several.

When she continued to grope without giving up, a force brought her whole person back, Mu Cheng grabbed her cold and red right hand with a calm face, and roared angrily:

"Mei Ziyan, you're stupid, aren't you?

It's not that serious!, she stuck out her tongue, disapproving. Isn't this how Old Man Ye has been fishing for decades?

"How many?" he asked.

"Huh?" she didn't know, and before she could reply, he rolled up his sleeves and reached into the pool to get bamboo. One, two, three...... She watched blankly as he scooped up a large pile.

"Is that enough?" he asked.

"Enough. She picked up the pile of bamboos and followed him out.

When she was sharpening bamboo to make fan bones, she almost scratched her hand, and a large bowl full of tea was handed to her, and she reached out to take it and drank it, but she was hit by a fan on the back of her hand.

"Who told you to drink? Stupid! Put your hand in, and sooner or later it will be slashed off like bamboo. ”

The hands soaked in the tea bowl were warm, but her heart was inexplicably a little irritable.

"Persimmon, when are you going to ask someone to pick us up and go back to Tiandu?"

He glanced at her, and the smile in his dark eyes faded, "It's almost there." Just wait for the news of Yiyintang to arrive. ”

"Yiyintang?Xigan is a very famous musical instrument workshop?"

"On the surface, in fact, it is an organization that makes a profit by selling various sources like Tingfeng Lou. Listening to the news that Fenglou can't find, maybe Yiyintang has already mastered it. Mu Cheng pondered for a long time, and then said:

"There are ghosts in the Suide Palace, otherwise Suzaku has arranged it so carefully, and the Ming Book has been changed by your hand, and the palace has also refused to be visited by others, how can those killers know that we are in the Xishan Grass Pavilion, and even bypass the ears and eyes of the mountain to go up the mountain silently? And they are not afraid that I have martial arts, the only possibility is that they know what disease I am suffering from and what my condition is. You're so smart, who can you imagine?"

Mei Ziyan thought about it, sighed, and said, "Persimmon, there must be something else in this matter, we might as well give others a chance." Why don't you leave this matter to me after returning to Tiandu?"

Mu Cheng looked at her with a smile, "It turns out that you have long been suspicious. Mei Ziyan, you are really not ordinary smart, if you are a man, probably I will not let you go first. ”

"It's hard for people who are jealous to be able to do big things, how can you really distinguish between men and women if you really want to do it? It's not easy to kill me, just let your little green snake come for a trip." She lazily grabbed the pen and bit the tip of the pen, thinking hard about what words should be inscribed on the painted fan.

"It hibernates. ”

"Oh, no wonder I'm just as safe without brimstone these days. She muttered, looking at the winter Wangjiang map in her hand in a daze.

Mu Cheng wanted to laugh, a beautiful and clear woman always had a smell of sulfur on her body, so that she could endure it, which showed how deep her fear of snakes was. Seeing her confused face, he leaned over to look at the fan, and said with a smile:

"What's so difficult about this? Mei Ziyan, you really don't understand poetry?"

He reached out and grabbed her hand holding the pen, and wrote word by word on the fan:

"The curtain rolls up the water building, the fish waves, a thousand pieces of snow, and the rain is misty. ”

His voice was a little deep, brushing her ears lightly, reminding her of the quiet scene of snow falling on the window lattice at night. His breath permeated the air she breathed little by little, with the smell of ice and snow, but somehow she didn't feel cold, maybe because the hand holding her was always warm, and the pen was full of Wei and Jin romance where the ink was falling.

As if she was being hugged by him, Mei Ziyan's face began to heat up a little because of such an ambiguous posture, and she said unnaturally:

"You learned Dong Qichang's calligraphy?"

"I have copied his post, there is a bit of similarity, I prefer Wang Xizhi's words. He let go of her, took the fan and fanned it twice to dry the ink, then picked up the cinnabar pen on the side, and carefully drew a small seal on it.

"Isn't this like a muzi?"

He looked at her angrily, said "stupid girl" and walked away. Mei Ziyan watched his chic and calm figure gradually disappear, the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly turned into a bitter smile, the vermilion small seal shape is thin and powerful, it is the word "Mei".

It's not that she can't understand it, it's that she is not used to the easy-going attitude that Mu Cheng no longer regards her as an opponent.

Even more because of the pain of the injury, the defensive heart is even worse.

In the evening, Ah Qian gave her a few sets of women's thick clothes, saying that Old Man Ye lent them to her for the winter. Mei Ziyan saw that these sets of clothes were very thick, the materials were of high quality, cotton robes and skirts sewn from silk, the collar and cuffs were trimmed with mink fur, the embroidery was excellent, and white jade beads were inlaid in several places.

Early the next morning, when she saw Old Man Ye in the courtyard of Ye Yuan wearing such a set of clothes, Old Man Ye was stunned and did not speak, but Mei Ziyan stepped forward with a smile and asked him:

"I love this outfit, how about selling it to me?"

"This dress is not for sale!" Old man Ye said angrily, retracting his reluctant gaze on the clothes, "I'm just lending you to wear it for a winter, I tell you, you can't have a button missing, can you remember?"

Mei Ziyan scolded "stingy ghost" and walked to the inner hall, only to hear the old man behind him sigh in a low voice:

"Just know that she fits. Min Niang was similar to her before she got sick, and I thought I wouldn't open the lock of the box again......"

Mu Cheng leaned on the mahogany trunk in front of the inner hall, and when Mei Ziyan walked up to him and was about to say hello and pass by, he said casually: "You have your own meal at noon today, you don't have to wait for me." ”

"Oh, are you going to become an immortal?" she squinted her eyes and warned him, "Persimmon, don't forget that your injuries are not all healed. ”

He ignored her warning, walked straight to the gate, waved goodbye to her: "I want to go to the market, I heard that there are many snacks to eat, don't worry, I won't starve my son!"

Stunned for a moment, Mei Ziyan let go of her footsteps and caught up with Mu Cheng, "Have you asked Old Man Ye? Are you not afraid of the dog at the door? How can you buy things when you are penniless? Also, what are you doing in the town? Hey——"

Mu Cheng came to the door, threw out a few buns and two meat bones from his sleeve, and the huge guard dog followed the fatal temptation with his tail wagging. He pulled the latch and turned back to Mei Ziyan and said:

"If you don't come along, please please close the door for me. ”

has been locked up for more than 20 days, and of course she will not let go of this opportunity to go out and take a breath.

Although the Qingyu Street in Jude Town is not big, it has all kinds of organs. Mu Cheng first went to the pawnshop and took the only jade pendant on his body as twenty taels of silver, and when he looked back, Mei Ziyan was already sitting on the wonton stall eating a bowl of steaming noodles, and did not forget to raise his hand to him and ask him to come over to settle the bill. He put down the two pieces of silver and pulled her up and left, but she lingered all the way to see the women's hairpins and handmade sachets, and even children's gattles that resembled rattles. Finally, he stopped at a stall where he bought a fan, picked up a fan and looked at it repeatedly, the fan was embroidered with an ordinary orchid grass, Mu Cheng took the fan and returned it to the stall owner, and said helplessly:

"What are you doing when you buy a fan on a cold day?"

"Don't you think it's very good for this dress? Old man Ye's fan village doesn't have it. She muttered, and he pulled her forward.

"I'll give you a handful later. He said.

Later, when he was fully well, he would still be able to find her, and she swore that she would leave after three months.

He took her into an inn, pointed to the window, and said to her:

"Order a few side dishes and wait here for me to come back. ”

Seeing him leave without concern, she took the menu and decided to eat up the twenty taels of silver he was holding. Braised hooves, white jade three-silk rolls, hibiscus beef soup...... Let's not talk about the taste of this inn, the key is that the portion is enough, and the guests next to him looked at a slender woman facing three major dishes, and a small table seemed very crowded, and they couldn't help but look sideways.

In particular, this woman's appearance is not ordinary beauty. The dress fits generously and delicately, and the hair is loosely tied in a bun to look a little lazy, but with the half-squinted phoenix eyes, the smile at the corner of the lips is very appropriate, not to mention that the eyebrows are like distant mountains, and the eyes are like spring mist. When she saw someone looking at her, she was not shy and restrained, but smiled generously, revealing snow-white arc teeth, like the first moon rising from the clouds, which made people suspect that it was a fairy falling into the dust.

"Isn't it too boring for a girl to be alone?" and just as she was concentrating on eating her hooves, a richly dressed young man leaned over with a paper fan and asked her with a smile.

"It's not stuffy. She said.

The boy didn't mind her coldness, and continued to look at her and smiled: "The girl is very good-looking, the first time she came to Jude Town?

"Not how. She ate her three-silk roll by herself, and the man touched a soft nail, but he still did not give up, and said:

"The girl likes to eat delicious food, so it's better to go to the first floor of the sky with my son to taste their scallion oil white jade chicken, which is a must here and should not be missed. ”

She put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth, and said to him, "This girl is full." When I see you, I'm full, so do you still need to eat the chicken?"

This is the first time that the beauty is looking at him, his heart is crisp, and he doesn't even care what people say, and he says in a loud voice: "No need to eat, no need to eat!"

The diners who watched from the sidelines couldn't help but laugh.

Mei Ziyan simply ignored him, looking out the window with her eyes, thinking about why the damn Mu Cheng hadn't come back yet, she couldn't leave without the money to pay the bill, and the annoying disciple next to her was not afraid to look at the cold face. But I heard him say again:

"The girl's heavenly court is open, and she is a rich and noble person from the face, why don't you show the girl palmistry?"

"Oh, you want to see my hand?" she smiled and held out her hand generously, "Look. ”

Her fingers were white and slender, and her nails were cleanly cut, without a kodan, like spring onions and white jade.

The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of snickering and smugness of the prey, and it was even more amazing. Stretched out her hand and pointed to the vertical and horizontal lines on her hand, from her parents to the house, and from the house to marriage, Mei Ziyan looked at him coldly and said:

"I also look at faces. Childe, your Yintang is black and dark, since the beginning of winter, the Western Seven Killing Stars have been full of evil energy, presumably your five elements and evil qi are rushed, and there will be disasters within two days, at least there will be strange diseases, and at worst there will be bloody disasters and the whole family," she withdrew her palm, "Childe wants to know the way to avoid evil?"

No matter how much this person is hearted, he can hear that this beauty's tone is not good, and he has a sarcastic curse, his face changed slightly, and Mei Ziyan said:

"Isn't Childe's hand a little numb? Actually, it's very easy to do, just just take a knife and cut the palm of your hand. ”

Deng's face changed suddenly, and when he saw that his hands and fingers had revealed a faint blue, he felt a little paralyzed. He pointed at Mei Ziyan and said angrily:

"Who the hell are you, you, who are you?"

"Have you ever heard the story of the painted skin? A man abandoned his wretched wife for the sake of a beautiful woman who walked on the street late in the night, only to discover soon that the so-called beautiful woman was actually a ghost who had skinned the face of others for his own use. But don't worry, Childe, what you met today is not a ghost, just a woman who was touched and suffered. ”

She smiled and smiled, her eyebrows like a spring breeze, but the man only felt cold all over his body. The entourage behind him surrounded him with swords, and he pointed at her and said, "Take this demon girl to the yamen for me, and my son will not believe that he will not be able to cure you!"

Mei Ziyan looked at the entourage with a smile, "Do you want the left hand, or do you not want the right hand?" Some of the poisons that the Mumo Monk taught me have not yet had an antidote, so don't blame me if you accidentally use it wrong." ”

The attendants looked at each other and did not dare to step forward. The disciple shouted angrily: "You bunch of waste, bring me a rope and tie her up! I can't take her away today, and tomorrow I will let your whole family drink the northwest wind!"

In this way, Mei Ziyan was imprisoned in the prison of Jude County.

On this cold and cold day, she cursed the persimmon that did not pity the fragrance and jade at all a thousand times.

On the first floor of Tianyi, Mu Cheng sneezed a few times for no reason, he couldn't help but wrap the wool-collared cotton robe on his body, looked at the hazy sky and said:

"You're not very lucky, it looks like it's going to snow this day. ”