Chapter Forty-Seven: The Moon Passes Through Spring
At the end of the corridor, Xuanchen saw the girl sitting on the wooden fence. The girl's fiery red dress is even more dazzling in the silver and white moonlight in the dark night, and the childish girl has been a little charming and moving.
The girl held the fish food in one hand, and absentmindedly twisted and threw it out with the other hand, and in the vast night, there was no fish gluttonous on the lake except for the ripples caused by the fall of the fish food. The girl's eyes were distracted, and she didn't know what she was thinking, but she felt a little sad and lost.
The boy walked slowly towards the girl, and the girl who had no master of the six gods did not notice the boy's approach. The boy had been brewing a lot of words along the way, and he hadn't seen him for several days, and he didn't know how to open the conversation, so he didn't show embarrassment and didn't seem dull.
So the boy deliberately slowed down and brewed this wording along the way, but in the end he only held back one sentence: "Okay...... Long time no see. ”
The girl came back to her senses, a little unexpected, smart and sensitive, and the girl was stunned for several moments before responding: "Why are you here?"
It's only been a few days, but the girl's changes are like a world away, it's not an illusion, and the dusty gap doesn't need to be felt at all. Otherwise, the girl who was full of joy in the teahouse that day would not have forgotten the agreement she had made.
Xuanchen took two steps forward again and got closer to the girl, he didn't deliberately comfort him, he just said: "It was Brother Mo Ling who mysteriously asked me to come here, and I didn't say why, I couldn't bear him to drag and push, so I had to come over and take a look, I didn't expect it to be you." ”
The girl nodded in disbelief, "I see." ”
Xuan Chen said again: "But now it seems that Brother Mo Ling has a heart, otherwise it would ......."
Seeing that the young man did not continue for a long time, the girl turned her head sideways and asked, "Otherwise, what?"
Xuanchen said hesitantly: "Otherwise, I won't be able to see your clothes, I think...... It's beautiful. ”
The boy's cheeks were slightly red, but for the first time, he felt that he was so kind.
The girl bowed her head and said timidly, "My mother chose the cloth for me to sew." ”
"Then your mother's craftsmanship is really good. Xuanchen said, just in the blink of an eye, he returned to his original form.
The girl nodded, and thought to herself, "Am I not as good as a dress, or is my mother's craftsmanship better than mine?"
Xuanchen saw that the girl was silent, and the words in his mind were quickly arranged and combined, almost using up more than ten years of accumulation, and it was only a moment before he said: "It's very lively outside, don't you want to go out and have a look?"
The girl had already recalled that today was a special day for herself, but she was still not interested, and said lightly: "No, sometimes it's good to be clean." ”
Xuanchen nodded, and took out a fine jade box from the ring, which he had re-selected at the temple fair after leaving the blacksmith shop, and the quality was much more exquisite than the jade boxes with the iron "Wutong" and "Hengge" in the previous section. Opening the jade box, what appeared in front of the two of them was a turquoise and transparent coiled soft belt, which was like iron and cloth, sharp and bright and soft at the same time.
Xuanchen's palm slightly released the aura, and the spirit jade embedded in the soft belt at the seven-inch position devoured it in one bite, and immediately bloomed with a touch of cyan light, and the next moment the turquoise and transparent soft belt was like a green snake awakened from hibernation, hovering up, spinning back and forth in mid-air, as if a living thing had turned into a form.
"What is this?" The girl's eyes suddenly shone again, and she looked at the green soft belt like a green snake with great interest.
"Master Duan named it 'Wutong', and I thought it was a good name, so I didn't take it again. He said it was the most proud work of his life, and I don't think I exaggerated it. Xuanchen said.
"Master Duan?" the girl's gaze stayed on the turquoise soft belt that hovered in mid-air.
Xuan Chen said, "Before, at the iron ore factory, I saw that you used a soft belt around your waist, and I thought that this is your usual self-defense weapon, but it was broken by Ma Er before, so I asked the master to reforge one." This time the material is not simple, Master Duan said that this is the most proud work in his life, I don't think there is adulteration. And you don't have to worry about it being less soft and snug than before, I've tried it, and under normal circumstances, it's the same as a track. ”
"Have you tried?" the girl finally withdrew her gaze and turned her head to look at the boy in amusement.
Xuan Chen scratched his head and said, "Well, I'm worried that in case it won't be as suitable as before, I'll try it in advance, because if it's not satisfactory, you can tell Master Duan in advance, and trouble him to change it again, so as not to delay tonight's banquet...... Don't worry, I just tried it once, and I took it off immediately after trying it suitable. ”
"So it was given to me?" the girl asked knowingly.
"Of course, but else?" Xuan Chen replied.
The girl covered her mouth and sneered, and stretched out her hand, "Come here." ”
The turquoise soft belt flew straight towards the girl's palm. The girl held one end of the soft belt, and with a wave of her lotus arm, the turquoise soft belt instantly straightened, and with a "whew", it became a cyan soft sword, and the blades on both sides were exposed.
Xuanchen was dumbfounded, the girl was so proficient, and her skillful techniques seemed to have just taken over. It turns out that there is a natural fit.
"You...... You're amazing. ”
The girl Qiong's nose straightened and snorted: "That's right, Miss Ben is smart and clever, and she is peerless." ”
The girl smiled lightly, just like the yellow finch on the branches, through the cold winter, and saw the spring breeze.
Xuanchen looked at the girl playing with the sycamore infatuously, sometimes bent and folded into a bow, sometimes coiled into a small ball, and sometimes circled and fluttered around her fingertips. The girl seems to have changed back to the thriving girl she was before.
"Qinghan. ”
The girl laughed like a song, and the boy smiled quietly and watched.
At this time, in a pleasant and wonderful picture, a gentle woman's call came from behind Xuanchen.
The girl stopped playing with the sycamore, Xuanchen looked back, and a graceful and beautiful woman walked towards the two of them. The eyebrows of the moth, the demeanor of Wanduan, the golden crown hosta, the autumn water cut eyes, and the ruddy corners of the mouth are connected with a smile as warm as water.
"Mother. The girl trotted up to the beautiful woman and took her hand, and was well-behaved.
The beautiful woman rubbed the girl's soft green silk, looked at Xuanchen again, and asked softly, "Who is this son?"
"He's ......," the girl thought for a moment, "he's my friend." ”
"Oh?" said the beautiful woman, "how come I never heard you mention that you have made friends outside the family?"
The girl bowed her head and whispered, "It wasn't long ago." ”
The woman asked, "Whose son is it?"
Xuanchen's palms were already full of sweat at this moment, and he hurriedly hugged his hands and replied: "Junior Xuanchen, my father Xiao Zhen." ”
"Xuanchen ......" The woman's long eyes turned slightly, as if she was thinking, and asked after a while, "But Xiao Zhen of the Thunder War Mercenary Regiment in the north of the city?"
Xuan Chen kept holding his hands and continued to reply, "Exactly." ”
The beautiful woman suddenly put one hand on Xuanchen's clenched arms, and said softly: "Don't be so restrained, you are not only a friend of Qinghan, but also a friend of the Mo family, so just be casual." Some time ago, I heard Qinghan's father mention that Xiao Zhen of the Lei Zhan Mercenary Regiment has an extraordinary, smart-minded child, and if you want to come, it's you. ”
"Junior...... The younger generation is actually not as good as they say. Xuan Chen said, behaving extremely cautiously.
"I believe in Daddy Aohan's vision. The beautiful woman smiled and said, then she lifted a delicate food box that she had been carrying in her right hand, and said to the girl, "My mother has made some of your favorite pastries, and it happens that Xuanchen Gongzi is here, so you can taste them with him." ”
The beautiful woman handed over the food box, and when the girl took it in her arms, the beautiful woman immediately turned around and prepared to leave.
The girl hurriedly asked, "What about you?"
The beautiful woman turned around and scratched the girl's upright nose, and said strangely: "The moonlight is bright enough tonight, aren't you enough?"
After speaking, the beautiful woman stepped on the lotus step and disappeared at the end of the corridor.
The girl was confused between her eyebrows, but the young man tacitly understood it. It's not that he is more responsive or more thoughtful than the girl, it's just that when he was outside the corridor, Mo Ling also said similar words, at first he was also in the clouds, but now there are the obscure words of a beautiful woman, and when he comes and goes, he will understand his meaning.