Ye Qingmei beckoned everyone to move their chopsticks, Xia Yingchun was a decent person, very subtle, and Qing Chou said unhappily: "You old man thinks that the craftsmanship of this Jiu Pavilion is not good, it is not as good as your family's Qiancha?"

Qing Chou has always been speechless and endless, and it is really difficult to call Xia Yingchun after such a sentence, so he had to raise the dishes and chopsticks, and Qing Chou laughed: "This is like words." ”

Chuan Qiuyu didn't move a single chopstick, and only held the rock sugar stewed hawthorn that Shen Hanyan had brought over the whole process, one bite at a time, in the mouth, moistened in the throat, and sweet in the heart.

Chuan Qiuyu was supposed to say something about the banquet in the September Pavilion today, but at the end, Ye Qingmei didn't open his mouth to talk about business, and only asked everyone to move their chopsticks.

Ye Qingmei called Xiao Ling and the others to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and said: "The snow tea of the September Pavilion was picked this morning, I don't know if the Qingchou Pavilion Lord and the Yingchun Pavilion Master can have an intention to enjoy it." ”

Before Ye Qingmei's words fell, Qing Chou said with a shy face: "September Snow Tea, famous far and wide, if you count it, I haven't tasted it for a long time, and I have a heart for light eyebrows." ”

Xia Yingchun smiled lightly: "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

Ye Qingmei's words are in the doorway, and only Qingchou and Xia Yingchun were invited, but the name of Chuan Qiuyu was not mentioned, nor the name of Shen Hanyan, what did she mean?

Ye Qingmei led in front, turned around and said softly: "Yan'er, Sichuan Daoyou is not very familiar here, you are so good to have a visit with him." ”

Smoke nodded yes.

The green clown body was in front, but he turned half his head and smiled quietly at Chuan Qiuyu.

Ye Qingmei is also very good, and he did not shy away from leaving time for Chuan Qiuyu and Shen Hanyan to be alone.

The stewed hawthorn with rock sugar has been drunk clean, not a drop is left, only a leaf of pear blossom remains, Chuan Qiuyu reached into it with one hand, and took the pear blossom in his hand, Shen Hanyan looked at it, and did not know what he was going to do.

Without paying attention, Chuan Qiuyu actually stuffed the pear blossoms into his mouth and ate them together.

Shen Hanyan was puzzled: "What are you doing eating flowers?"

Chuan Qiuyu shrugged: "I don't know, but I always feel that it's not good to have a little left." ”

Shen Hanyan smiled: "You rough man, why don't you eat this casserole together." ”

Chuan Qiuyu let out an "oh", and actually took the casserole in his hand, Shen Hanyan hurriedly shouted: "Don't!"

Chuan Qiuyu suddenly put the casserole in his sleeve, and he said, "I took this casserole away." ”

"What do you want this casserole for?"

Chuan Qiuyu's face turned red, and he sloppily said: "Lord Ye asked you to lead me around for a good time, have you thought about where to go?"

Shen Hanyan put his hand behind his back, and the lotus step paced lightly: "There are many strange mountains in the Qingcheng Gate, among which the September Pavilion is the most. Where do you want to go?"

After asking rhetorically, Chuan Qiuyu deliberately made it difficult: "There are mountains, water, flowers, snow, rain, and fish!"

Shen Hanyan silently recited Chuan Qiuyu's words, Chuan Qiuyu smiled innocently, and thought that Shen Hanyan was embarrassed, who expected, Shen Hanyan suddenly smiled slyly: "Come with me." ”

September Pavilion, snow-wrapped mountain.

Snow Wrapping Mountain is a hundred miles outside the pavilion after the September Pavilion, its name is Snow Wrapping, as the name suggests, the snow goes around the mountain. This is a wonderful place, the snow can grow March peach blossoms, and there is a little plum under the March peach blossoms. There is a stream, the spring trickles and trickles, and the surrounding wood is prosperous. The snow falls in the east mountain, the rain falls in the west mountain, the red glow in the south mountain fills the sky, and the north mountain is silent.

Chuan Qiuyu has been here at Qingchengmen for a few days, and he has never heard anyone say that there is such a mysterious place, and even Xiao Ling, who is a little familiar with him, has never mentioned it.

Shen Hanyan stepped on the snow in the air, and his steps were light, like a rabbit in the snow, shocking and gorgeous. Chuan Qiuyu was fascinated by the back, her bee waist and shaved back body was really wonderful.

"Hurry up. Shen Hanyan called softly.

The two of them came to a place, which was verdant, verdant and snowy, and it was a tea garden.

Shen Hanyan stretched out her hand to pick it, and she said: "The snow tea that the family master said is picked here, and I will also boil a pot for you later to taste." ”

In fact, the last time Chuan Qiuyu came here, he had already tasted this tea, but now a fool will refuse. Chuan Qiuyu picked tea in the same way as Shen Hanyan, but was slapped on the back of her hand by Shen Hanyan, and she said: "How can you know this tea picking technique as a man, look at it." ”

Chuan Qiuyu touched his head and was embarrassed.

Take a closer look, Shen Han's smoke is exquisite, a tea tree directly takes three pieces on the top, and after a while, it seems that a lot has been picked, but in fact, there are not many of them, and they will be good palms.

Shen Hanyan greeted: "Sichuan Qiuyu, you have big hands, hold a handful of snow so well, don't sprinkle it." ”

Sichuan Qiuyu listened to the order, opened and closed his big hand, and the snow on a handful of tea was held in the palm of his hand, and followed Shen Hanyan to the top of the snow-wrapped mountain, where there was a pavilion, and the surroundings were silent, only a piece of snow drifted down.

Shen Hanyan explained: "Chuan Qiuyu, take out your casserole." ”

Chuan Qiuyu didn't know what it meant, but she still took it out, Shen Hanyan took it in her hand, and called Chuan Qiuyu to put the white snow on Fang Cai's tea into it, and then she asked, "Did the Qingchou seniors call you Jiuhuo?"

Chuan Qiuyu has been slacking off on his alchemy technique recently, but he still uses this sporadic Nine Fires.

Shen Hanyan said lightly: "Boiling snow to make tea." ”

After settling everything down, Shen Hanyan looked directly at Chuan Qiuyu's thin cheeks, and Chuan Qiuyu was uncomfortable, not moving, not moving, and there was nowhere to put his hands.

"Miss Shen, what are you looking at?"

"A month ago, Shen Mansion saw that you were not so subtle. I haven't seen you for a month, and I'm still shy. ”

Lou Sanqian laughed heartily, laughing with tears, puzzled with a smile, and asked, "Old man Lou, what are you laughing at?"

Lou Sanqian dragged out his voice and said: "Since ancient times, there has been affection and hatred, and now the old man only has hatred left, and now look at the cardamom years of seventeen or eighteen, the love affair between men and women, and I just sighed for a while." Chuan Qiuyu, this kid, met Shen Hanyan in the Shen Mansion a month ago, and he didn't stutter like this, do you know why?"

Han Xiaofeng never beats around the bush, knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, he said: "I don't know." ”

"Chuan Qiuyu, a rotten boy, is still a stunned young man at the age of seventeen or eighteen, where does he know what he feels about Shen Hanyan, he can't speak, he doesn't know what he says, he just feels comfortable getting along with her. But now, in January, he has met several women, and no matter how stupid he is, he should know these things between men and women. ”

With a smile, he said thoughtfully: "Could it be that this is the love that is speechless in the depths?"

When Chuan Qiuyu was said by Shen Hanyan, he couldn't hold his face, thinking that he was indeed a little submissive, he really didn't look like a big husband, coughed dryly, and sat up straight.

Shen Hanyan, one hand on her chin, eyebrows stacked and smiled, she didn't speak, and then looked at what Chuan Qiuyu could pretend to be, for a long time, she couldn't help it, "fluttering" a smile, she asked: "I heard that the senior of Qingchou said, you are quite talented, I don't know if you can chant a song in this situation." ”

The fragrance of the tea is overflowing, the tea is ready, Shen Hanyan served a bowl for Chuan Qiuyu, and she waited for Chuan Qiuyu's next words.

Chuan Qiuyu sneered in his heart, he really got to the point. He has a selection of poems in his hand, are you still afraid of these?

He was not in a hurry to move the tea, but quietly took out a selection of poems, carefully flipped through several pages, and carefully selected.

Chuan Qiuyu suddenly saw a few numbers, but his heart was shocked. Look at him and point to the green mountains with his hand: "The green mountains should last forever, and they should be snow-white." ”

He held the tea in his hand, took a sip, looked at the mountains and streams, shook his head and said: "Green water is worry-free, because of wrinkled faces." ”

In the pavilion, there was a sudden silence, Shen Hanyan's beautiful eyes lingered on the seventeen or eighteen Sichuan Qiuyu, and she was reluctant to look away for a long time, she silently recited: "The green mountains should last forever, and they are snow-white." The green water is worry-free, and the face is wrinkled by the wind. ”

Chuan Qiuyu looked at her fascinated appearance, and he really couldn't bear it, so he said softly: "I just have a better memory, and I wrote down other people's famous pens, and I said it casually when I saw the situation." ”

She said, "I don't believe it. ”

Chuan Qiuyu was speechless, she said slyly: "Can you mention a word for me?"

Chuan Qiuyu is embarrassed, how much ink is in his stomach, can he not know? Now he is embarrassed, if he can't write, it is really a little disappointing, between the two dilemmas, a casual glance, and then to see, a handful of Qiushui made words, the heart is stunned.

Chuan Qiuyu even took a bowl of tea: "People said: 'The wind and snow and the moon are not as good as yesterday, and the drunken gold is wrong in the dream.'" I said: "Boiling snow and boiling tea are cold, and the distant mountains are cold smoke." ’”

"The wind and snow are not as good as yesterday, and the drunken gold is wrong in the dream. Boiling snow and boiling tea are cold, and shaking the mountain is cold smoke. ”

Shen Hanyan muttered many times.

After a long time, she chuckled: "This is also written by someone else?"

Chuan Qiuyu didn't reply again, but in his heart, he had already thanked the eight generations for a handful of autumn rain, and he was grateful for the kind of tears.

Shen Hanyan refilled a cup of tea for herself, she slowly raised her glass and drank it slowly. Suddenly, she took something out of her sleeve, and she said, "Oh." ”

Chuan Qiuyu didn't know why, but she said: "Senior sister said, if the Medicine Pavilion Sichuan Xiliang comes to the September Pavilion in the past few days, I will hand over this letter to you for her." ”

"What?"

"Senior sister?"

"Peach Shadow Slave?"

Lou Sanqian laughed: "It's not good!"

Shen Hanyan took the letter in his hand and handed it over, the autumn rain in Sichuan was like falling clouds, and he looked at it for a long time, but he didn't know whether to accept it or not.

Shen Hanyan said, "Why don't you take a look?"

Chuan Qiuyu's heart was horizontal, and he took it in his hand, but he opened the letter in front of Shen Hanyan, and there were only a few lines of delicate small words in his heart: "Chuan Daoyou, don't come unharmed, I haven't seen you for a few days, I haven't seen you in Qingcheng Lake, I haven't seen you in Yaoge, and my sister is still curious, where did you go." There will be a few more days for the four sects to gather, and then my sister will come back to see you, if you can't come back, remember, when you meet Ning Jianhua, you have to be patient. ”

Chuan Qiuyu raised his eyebrows, but did not make a sound.

Shen Hanyan said: "Chuan Qiuyu, Xiao Ling told me something about the matter between you and your senior sister. ”

"In Qingcheng Lake, as soon as you and I said goodbye, my senior sister found me and talked to me. ”

"What did she say?"

Shen Hanyan shrugged his shoulders, and said lightly: "She said that he fell in love with one of the people in the Qingcheng Gate, and he was a brilliant young man, talented and talented, and he was a leader. ”

Chuan Qiuyu didn't reply, but drank tea vigorously.

"Senior sister said that if she can't come back this time, I hope I can treat him well. ”

Suddenly, the snow was extremely prosperous, the west wind struck, and the autumn rain in Sichuan couldn't open his eyes.

Shen Hanyan had a gloomy expression, but suddenly, she smiled: "Hurry up and eat the tea, it's time to go down the mountain." ”

[To be continued.] 】