When the Lin Yi people stood at the end of the dark passage, gently pulled the string on the side of the wall, and behind the removed wall, stood Zong Li, the leader of the Owl Eagles.

"Lord Wang, this girl is ......" Zong Li was obviously a little surprised when he saw Gu Xiaofan in Lin Yiren's arms.

"I was seriously injured in Yifan, and I will live in the palace of King Yu in the future. Lin Yiren was concise and walked straight out the door.

"Yes. "Zong Li followed Lin Yiren," Two hours ago, Qiao Xiuyan sent Xinzhou to the palace of King Qiu, and when Manager Qiu learned that Qi Jing was saved, he immediately sent a few people to Yifan, saying that it was better to have more people around Jiang Nuo to take care of him. ”

Lin Yiren snorted lightly, "What happened to Xinzhou's injuries?"

Zong Li's footsteps faltered slightly, "It's okay." ”

"Did the prince's men hurt his bones?" said Lin Yiren's face was gloomy.

"Manager Qiu has sent someone to send Xinzhou back to rest...... Half. Zong Li's voice became quieter and quieter.

Half a year? Lin Yi was stunned.

It only takes a hundred days to break the muscles and bones, and besides, the body of a person who practices martial arts is much stronger than that of ordinary people...... Click, click, click, in the flower garden, the white-haired hunchbacked old man loosened the dirt with a shovel, as if he was indifferent to everything around him.

"When I went back to see Xinzhou, I remembered to bring a few flowers and plants, he was very precious to the girl at home. "Lin Yi is humane.

"Yes. Zong Li responded.

Lin Yiren walked outside the courtyard with Gu Xiaofan in his arms...... Xin Li, the stupid girl since she was a child, Xinzhou often said that she loves to laugh...... The girl in his arms was also very smiling, naughty, delicate, and as bright as the sun jumping out of the horizon in the morning.

Walking out of the courtyard, which looked like the surrounding houses, the Lin Yi people boarded the carriage.

Slowly driving on the bustling street, Lin Yiren looked at the bustling crowd outside the window, the rows of houses, the endless teahouses, restaurants, pawnshops, workshops, medical halls, a dazzling array of jewelry, spices, silk, satin, knives and scissors, groceries, sugar figures, and face puppets, and suddenly felt that these days were like a dream.

In the ninth month of the lunar calendar, the sky is high and the clouds are wide, and the leaves dance in the autumn wind, he took the building boat to Douwu to investigate the attack on the rudder of Wuyaju, and in Changle Fang, he happened to meet Gu Xiaofan, who set up a bureau for Nangong Ji.

Later, on Jiaobao Island, in Shuili Bay, and in Yifan City, he and Gu Xiaofan faced the test of life and death several times...... He thought that he and her were destined, even if they only got along for a short time in this life, he felt extremely lucky, because he had had the heart that he would never have in his life.

He liked to look at her so quietly, so longing for her happy smile, he did his best to protect her, as if guarding himself who stood alone in the corner of the eaves of the porch many years ago, but couldn't make a single sound.

He didn't know when he started to like the girl next to him, he only knew that behind her beautiful smile was the deepest loneliness and sadness in the world.

She is so similar to him, so like, only in no one's place, will lick her wounds, only let people see the smile at the corner of her lips, but never reveal the bitterness in her heart, but now, she is covered in bruises, and she is no longer able to let the wounds heal, her smile ...... Lin Yiren wiped the forehead of the small fan with his fingertips...... He's going to help her get it back.

"Parking. Lin Yiren said suddenly.

"What does the prince command?" Zong Li grabbed the reins.

"Tell the clay man to come over. "Lin Yi is humane.

"Yes. Zong Li jumped out of the carriage, walked to the corner of the street, and called the craftsman who was shouting and selling clay figures.

Lin Yiren lifted the curtain of the car and said to the craftsman, "Come and see this girl, and make a clay figure according to her appearance." ”

The craftsman looked at Lin Yiren, and then at Gu Xiaofan who was sleeping on the side, "Does the uncle want this girl to open her eyes, or to close her eyes now?"

Lin Yiren thought for a while, "I want to pinch my eyes open, but it's really hard for you." ”

"Uncle, where do you say, let's pinch the clay craftsman, what is important is a vivid, you just say what this girl's eyes look like, Danfeng eyes, apricot eyes, peach blossom eyes, you say one, if I don't have a seven or eight points like, I will never charge you a penny. "The craftsman said coolly.

Seeing that he was full of confidence, Lin Yiren was also more interested, "eyes ...... It's soothing, it's clean, it's clear, it's very aura, and it's a little crooked when you laugh, like a crescent moon, like it's translucent. ”

"Gotcha. The craftsman put the sweat towel on his shoulder, "Ten faces, seven points of eyes, this girl is really a beauty embryo, uncle, wait a moment, I will send you the clay figure over in a while." ”

"Good. Lin Yiren lowered the curtain, and the corners of his lips lifted slightly.

Little fan, do you hear it, someone praises you for being a beautiful embryo, are you happy?

"Let all the shops on this street send the most attractive objects to the palace of the king. "Lin Yi is humane.

Zong Li was slightly stunned, "Lord Wang, this most attractive object for women, do you mean dresses or jewelry?"

"All, the best. "There was a warm sound from inside the carriage," including colored stones, chain locks, beads, candy, slingshots, windmills...... and shells, pink shells. ”

Gu Xiaofan's burden has long been lost in Yifan's martial arts competition, Lin Yiren has seen that goose-yellow burden, in addition to what he said before, there is a small Xun in the baggage.

Xun ...... Lin Yiren's ears seemed to echo the faint and desolate Xun song in Qinfeng Garden.

In the vast night sky, the stars and rivers, she looked up at him, "Shen Dongli, can you blow the Xun?"

He taught her a song of falling flowers, and she said, "Falling flowers...... What a beautiful name. ”

Flowing water, falling flowers, spring gone, and now it is late autumn. Was all this predestined as early as the cold spring and the grass grew and the warbler flew? Just as he and Yanxu were both the sons of her mother-killing enemy, they were already destined twenty years ago.

The craftsmanship of the craftsman who kneaded the clay figure was indeed solid, and when Lin Yiren was happy to take the clay figure, he immediately asked Zong Li to reward the craftsman with some more silver coins.

Black eyes, delicate nose, slightly pursed lips, slender figure, delicate demeanor, although far less fresh and cute than Gu Xiaofan, but between the eyebrows and eyes there are seven or eight points of look.

"Little fan," Lin Yiren brought the clay figure to Gu Xiaofan, "Open your eyes and see, this clay figure doesn't look like you?"

Silently, Gu Xiaofan was still asleep...... He didn't forget that when he was in Yifan, she once told Yanxu that she wanted a clay figure exactly like her......

Two months later, when the first snow of the fourteenth year of the Wuyuan Dynasty fell in Xiao'an City, Jiang Nuo and his party returned to the palace of King Qi with Qijing.

Qi Jing's escape from death was extremely fortunate in the eyes of Lin Yiren, but for Qi Jing itself, after losing his whole body strength, his shoulders and hands were not even as good as an ordinary person, which naturally hit him very hard.

Nie Ling would come to the Mansion of King Yu every three or five days, either to prick needles for Qi Jing, or to adjust medicine for Gu Xiaofan, unlike Qi Jing's heart, Gu Xiaofan's complexion was obviously getting better. It's just that she never spoke again, not even a word.