Chapter 36: Reminiscences

Rong Bai was embarrassed for a moment, and then replied "hissedly, "Actually, I didn't see anything." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Rong Yi turned around and smiled, "Then do you see it now?"

Rong Bai cautiously glanced at the painting again, and then nodded its horse's head weakly.

"I think if this painting is placed on the fan surface of Jiuxi Fan, it should have a unique style, and it just so happens that the fan surface of Jiuxi Fan is also empty, what do you think?"

Rong Yi stretched out his hand to smooth out the rice paper that had been rolled up by the wind, and his eyes calmly admired the painting on the table.

Rong Bai heard him say this, thinking that the Jiuxi fan is yours, isn't it up to you to make a fan with what you want, if I say no, you won't make it a fan, I'm just living in the fan, what you say the god is what, how dare I have an opinion.

But dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, and what is thought in the heart and what is said in the mouth are still not consistent after all, otherwise, how can it live peacefully until now, instead of being made into donkey meat by Rong Yi.

Rong Bai "hissed" a few times, which roughly means that the painting is lifelike, the characters are vivid on the paper, and if it is placed on the surface of the Jiuxi fan, it is even better, and so on.

Rong Yi naturally knew the little Jiujiu in Rong Bai's heart, but he didn't bother with it, just looked at the woman in red on the painting intently.

Rong Bai stood on the side, unable to understand what Rong Yi was thinking, but he called it out and didn't say anything he wanted him to do, so that Rong Bai was now lying on the ground stupidly and didn't know where to go.

In fact, it really wants to go to the Jiuxi fan to sleep in the cage now, but it doesn't dare.

Although it is really sleepy, it knows very well that if it goes back now, there will be no good fruit to eat in the future, and it is not irrational to this extent, it naturally knows which is more important, so it would rather sleep less than find guilt in the future, for example, being allowed to cut off food and grass.

Rong Yi looked at the dim moonlight outside the window, and his dark and deep eyes shone with a brilliance like a galaxy.

The wind came and went, and after a few moments of calm, it suddenly became furious, and the half-open carved windows clanged.

He got up, his white clothes were swayed by the wind, and he stood in the wind, his slender figure looking a little arrogant.

The lines of his body are extremely beautiful, with the iron bones that belong to men, but with a bit of gentle temperament, and of course, a bit of charm and sexiness.

He has a kind of white-faced elegance, but people will not dare to despise him, because he is born with a kingly temperament and an arrogance that looks down on the world. The miraculous harmony of these two temperaments exists in him, which makes people a little jealous but helpless.

He stood for a while, then turned his head to Rong Bai, who was lying on the ground, and said, "Prepare hot water for me." ā€

Rong Bai received the order, and immediately stood up and went to prepare according to Rong Yi's request.

Rong Yi watched Rong Bai walk downstairs and walk to the bed, at first he was still walking very naturally, after walking a few steps, the originally straight waist gradually bent down, he raised a hand to press his chest, Junxiu's brows furrowed slightly.

He slowly came to the bedside, sat quietly on the bed and waited for Rong Bai to come.

But after a while, Rong Bai came up, and it cast a spell to control a basin of warm water to walk slowly, and then carefully landed the basin next to the bed.

After Rong Yi saw the basin falling, he reached out and began to untie his belt.

After a while, he slowly faded all the clothes on his upper body to his waist, and the soft lines of his upper body were faintly visible in the light.

He reached out and brushed a few strands of black hair that fell on his chest behind him, then bent down to pick up the towel in the basin, twisted his hands slightly, wrung off most of the water soaked in the towel, and then he carefully lay down and put the steaming towel on his chest.

He closed his eyes and secretly operated his internal force, allowing his internal force to flow through his body, thus promoting the recovery of internal injuries in his body.

Rong Bai stood aside and waited for Rong Yi's instructions, and he was a little puzzled as he watched Rong Yi heal his own injuries.

With his skills, it would be a complete lie to say that he couldn't beat Su Jian, but when Su Jian stretched out his hand to hit him this afternoon, he didn't dodge or fight back, so he didn't move and received Su Jian's two palms.

It used to often understand Rong Yi's style of doing things, but today it is very incomprehensible.

It couldn't tell whether Rong Yi liked Su Jian or was cheating on Su Jian, because he was sometimes very enthusiastic about Su Jian, and he was very concerned about her affairs, but sometimes he was a little indifferent to Su Jian.

Some people will write everything in their hearts on their faces, but Rong Yi is the opposite, he never likes it.

Rong Bai has never accurately guessed Rong Yi's emotions since he was with Rong Yi until now.

It never saw if he was really angry or if he was really happy.

His daily joys and angers are always only for others to see, and there is no real emotion in him

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Rong Bai has been with him for so many years, sometimes he has a feeling of not understanding and not understanding, he thinks, does he have to hide his feelings in the bottom of his heart if he wants to do great things?

Sometimes it even feels that he is unusually lonely when it looks at him, and even though it knows how smart and powerful he is, it still feels a little lonely and even distressing.

It knows that he is so powerful and never needs anyone to be pitied, but it has been with him for so many years but has never seen him really happy, and sometimes it sincerely hopes that he can meet someone who can make him happy and feel good for him.

Rong Bai naturally didn't show these thoughts to Rong Yi, because he knew that Rong Yi would definitely say that he didn't need it.

So it's just a matter of praying for that person to come into his life.

It is very grateful to Rong Yi, although it usually hides all kinds of careful thoughts in its heart, but it has never wavered from the idea of following Rong Yi to the death

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Its life had been given to him since he had saved it as a child, and it had sworn in its heart that it would obey whatever he asked it to do.

It also remembers the scene of that year.

That year, it snowed heavily for dozens of days, covering everything on the mountain.

Those old Taoist priests of Maoshan went up the mountain at that time, and they all carried a lot of heart control talismans in their hands, and walked all the way to the mountain, pasting those yellow talismans all over the way up the mountain.

Later, they found its people, who were not aware of anything at the time, and were still living happily in the cave eating the stored grain.

That's when their swords burst into the cave and pierced the chief's heart.

The patriarch was playing with his little granddaughter with a ball of hydrangeas at that time, so the moment the sword flew, it instinctively blocked in front of its little granddaughter, who was still innocently rolling and playing with hydrangeas.

The blood flowed down its heart, on the ground, and then continued to flow out of the cave, and then soaked the white snow outside.

The red color was particularly dazzling under the sunlight.

The little granddaughter who had been playing with hydrangea found that her grandfather was no longer playing with her, so she looked up to see what her grandfather was doing, why she ignored it, but when she looked up, she saw a sword stabbing towards her, and the pony was defenseless and was directly pierced through the chest by the sword.

The pony caught a glimpse of a blush the moment it fell to the ground, and it realized that the blood didn't seem to be theirs, so it continued to look closely, and then found that its grandfather had fallen to the ground, and a sword was pierced in his chest, and the sword was still shining with a blinding white light under the reflection of the snow.

The pony neighed in grief and fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.

The cave began to stir and panic, and the horses in the cave all looked out in unison, wanting to see what was going to happen to them and what people were going to do to them.

But they didn't see anyone, and what they were waiting for was a couple of swords that pierced their hearts.

They saw the sword flying towards them and hurriedly used a spell to defend it, but they found that they could not use the slightest mana on their bodies.

Panicked, then even more panicked, they ran into the depths of the cave in a panic, trying to dodge the swords.