"It doesn't matter if you don't remember now!" Bai Congjian said, "You'll always remember!"

With that, he walked towards the upper level of the lighthouse. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The tone of this sentence is full of the elders' doting on children.

Xiao Ziyu's slender eyebrows furrowed, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart, it was better not to answer if he answered this.

Moreover, it is so strangely said.

Although she is petite, where does she look like a junior?

Xiao Ziyu followed behind him with some annoyance, and whispered, "Then what if I never remember?"

She couldn't remember, so didn't he mention it?

"That's not a big deal!" Bai Congjian's tone softened, "There will always be new memories to make up!"

The more he talked, the more mysterious it became, Xiao Ziyu didn't understand what he was talking about at all, so he had to choose to keep his mouth shut.

The seven-story light tower is not high, and the low is not low.

She is a person who practices martial arts, and her breath naturally remains unchanged when she reaches the top floor, but Bai Congjian, who is beside her, is also the same. This made Xiao Ziyu can't help but look at him more, doesn't he mean that he is weak, how can he not feel tired at all.

His demeanor was as usual, and his breath was very stable.

Although she was puzzled, she didn't ask.

Xiao Ziyu always felt that he had to keep a distance from the people in front of him.

The farther away the better.

In the lamp tower on the top floor, there was already a long-lived old monk, who stood in the candlelight, looking very kind and kind. After asking Bai Congjian some questions, he nodded and said, "The poor monk knows!"

As he spoke, the old monk asked Xiao Ziyu to write down Gu's name, took out a lantern made of white jade with a lotus lampholder, and asked Xiao Ziyu to light it himself.

Xiao Ziyu remembered Mama Xu's words, shook his head and said, "Master, should I change the lamp?"

Her mother is not a lady in a big noble, let alone a relative of the emperor, so she is afraid that her mother's life will not be able to suppress such a lampholder.

Although she didn't believe this, since Mama Xu told her, she should pay more attention.

"No!" Bai Congjian replied on the side, "this is good. ”

The old monk smiled gently, "The female benefactor should believe in the poor monk!"

Xiao Ziyu didn't speak again.

Because she knew that it was useless to say it herself.

Bai Congjian stood beside her, and asked her again after a while, "Miss Seven, let's order one too!"

He said yes, and he didn't give her the slightest room to refuse.

Even if Xiao Ziyu knew that this person's temperament was like this, he was a little distracted.

She never likes what others force her to do, but she doesn't hate Bai Congjian's actions, and even thinks that he is for her good.

Moreover, Xiao Ziyu also knew that there was no need to argue with him about such a trivial matter.

The quiet place of Buddhism is also a joke when it makes a big fuss.

It's just a light ever.

She acquiesced without refuting it, but this time the old monk took out a lotus lamp carved from hibiscus jade.

The color of hibiscus jade is pink, and after lighting the candle flame, it looks even more dazzling.

However, this kind of jade is not to mention that it is very valuable in itself, especially this slightly larger jade, which is even more difficult to find. She remembered that her aunt had a pair of hibiscus jade bracelets, and she was reluctant to take them off wherever she went, and she loved them very much.

Where did the monks of Hanshan Temple find such a rare thing?

However, she didn't have time to think about it, because the next moment Bai Congjian pushed away the fan and walked outside the light tower, waved at her, and said, "Come here!"

"Although the scenery here is not as good as the evening, there is also a wonderful thing in the day!" he continued, "Actually, the most beautiful scenery can be seen here, not in Hanshan Temple!"

Xiao Ziyu stood in the hall, looking at the young man not far away by the soft light of the candlelight, with a slight expression.

That person, just standing, looks like a rare sight.

She remembered that someone once said that Bai Qing, the second master of the Bai family, was like an immortal who came out of an ink painting, and his every move was full of style. However, compared to the unreality of Bai Qing's unstained dust, she felt that this elegant and elegant Bai family master was more easy-going.

Naturally, this easy-going is only superficial.

If it is really easy-going, how can it be possible for the Bai family to withdraw peacefully from that endless political struggle.

Xiao Ziyu stepped forward and subconsciously moved the distance between the two people.

By this time, the fog had lifted, and the weak sunlight penetrated through the clouds, staining the tall buildings in the distance with a layer of gold dust. The trees had been washed away by last night's rain, and their foliage shone in the sun.

Xiao Ziyu remembered that sentence for some reason, and looked at the mountains.

The situation at this time is indeed a little similar to that sentence.

No wonder my mother said that the scenery of the lantern tower was good, and the scenery here was indeed something she had never seen before.

Standing high, you can see far, and your mood will naturally be broadened.

"My mother said the view was amazing!" Bai Congjian said, "but this is my first time here!"

Xiao Ziyu heard this, looked at Bai Congjian's expression, and couldn't help but feel a little more pity.

People who are bound by the royal family like Princess Danyang can come to Gusu to play. You can even enjoy the view from the lighthouse of Hanshan Temple...... However, it is difficult for Bai Congjian to live as casually as his mother, Princess Danyang.

Could it be that the Bai family can bind people more than the deep palace?

For some reason, Xiao Ziyu said, "Actually, the scenery of the White Horse Temple in the capital is also good." Although it is not as ethereal and Buddha-like as here in Hanshan Temple, the mountain behind the White Horse Temple is also very quiet!"

After she finished speaking, she was stunned again.

When did she ever go to the back mountain of the White Horse Temple?

"Really?" Bai Congjian smiled gently, "Back mountain!"

Xiao Ziyu was in no mood to look at the scenery at this time, and she began to wonder why she would say such a thing, so she hurriedly found a clumsy excuse to say goodbye to Bai Congjian.

Bai Congjian was not angry, but the smile on his face faded slightly.

He said lightly, "Are you hiding from me?"

"You don't have to hide from me, I'm not that scary!" he turned around and went down the lamp tower with Xiao Ziyu, and said, "It's useless for you to hide!"

He walked slowly downstairs, and his expression seemed a little tired.

He said, "Just now I told you that the most beautiful scenery you can see in the lantern tower is not from Hanshan Temple! Think about it, what is the most beautiful scenery there...... If you think about it, you'll understand why I'm saying this to you today!"

Xiao Ziyu didn't think much about it, because she didn't have the heart to listen at all at the moment. Seeing that she was about to reach the bottom, she was a little hasty.

However, it was also because she was in too much of a hurry that she almost fell.

If it weren't for Bai Congjian's hand to support her, she would have rolled down the stairs in embarrassment.

His palms are large and powerful, and they are not cold...... However, just holding and holding it like this made Xiao Ziyu's face pale.

As if remembering something, she went down the stairs and fled.

Hatsu Qing and Hatsu Xue immediately followed.

After Xiao Ziyu left, Bai Congjian's expression showed a little anger, and he said, "Twelve, come here!"

(ps: 3 more, and one more!) (To be continued.) )