"There's no one here, so say anything." Walking up the stairs, you can see the snow in the courtyard. Thousands of lines stand by the railing, and the body is tall and tall like a Zhilan jade tree.

Qianyun quietly looked at the back in front of her, and her heart was a little bitter: "Little uncle, you go back to Qianjia with me." ”

"If you're trying to persuade me to go back, forget it. The road is slippery in the snow, so you go home early. The flat tone doesn't hear the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"Jindu is not safe at the moment, you are out alone, I can't rest assured." Qianyun came to his side and looked at his side face, with a hint of worry under his dignified countenance.

Qianxing smiled: "I've been out alone for eight years, don't I live well?" ”

"That's different." words, blurted out. Qian Wan met his gaze and hesitated for a moment, "Ziwei Palace has reappeared in the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes are in danger, and no one can be left alone." Although the security of the Moon Fan Workshop is more reliable than that of other inns, it is not an impregnable wall, and it cannot stop the Ziwei Palace. ”

Qianxing looked away indifferently and left her with four words: "I have made up my mind." ”

Qianyun wanted to persuade again, but looked sideways, between the bare branches, and the half of his face was lined with snow, which looked particularly elegant and indifferent. When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

He was the only one left on the platform, silent. Suddenly, I heard the sound of footsteps from far and near, and a smile suddenly curved into the corners of my mouth.

"Why don't you go back to Chicausa?" Twilight asks him straight to the point, only to see him turn and lean his back against the railing, looking at himself quietly, as if waiting for her to get closer.

Twilight thought about his words, walked up to him, and raised his head slightly: "The little uncle has always kept in mind what the little uncle did for the Moon Fan Workshop, if the little uncle needs the Moon Fan Workshop, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it." With the friendship between you and me, everything is easy to talk about. ”

"What is the friendship between you and me?"

He asked with a smile, taking advantage of the moment when Twilight was stunned to grab her waist with a skush.

Twilight was taken aback, her whole heart hung high, fluttering, and the more she tried to restrain it, the harder it was to restrain it.

Qianxing suddenly lowered his head and stared at her, his eyes were dark, and even the palm on her waist became more and more forceful, "I said, there is nothing I want in the Moon Fan Workshop. But now there are people I want to protect. Twilight, smart as you are, I say that, do you understand? ”

"......" met his fiery eyes, and Twilight immediately lowered his head.

Qianxing's voice sounded softly in his ears: "You blush." ”

The soft lips touched her ear, and she shrunk and was fully embraced by Qianxing.

Qianxing smiled again, no longer a shallow touch hanging on his lips, but his lips opened slightly, softly, like a claw scratching Twilight's heart.

Twilight was pressed against his chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, a sound like a hollow valley, and he couldn't help laughing: "Is little uncle a molester like this?" ”

"It's good if you're happy."

The cold wind blew, and he held the twilight even tighter.

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At night, Shen Yin sorted out the few books he carried with him in his room.

"Isn't the stuff in the book engraved in your mind a long time ago? You can't look at it, what do you do with them? Mu Qingfeng took a pot of Zhu Xuanwen white porcelain pear blossom wine and pushed open the door of the firewood room.

Shen Yin smelled the smell of alcohol on his body and asked, "What's wrong with you?" He put down the book and moved the point for Mu Qingfeng to sit down.

"It's fine." Mu Qingfeng directly kicked off his shoes and sat on the groaning bed. Lie on your side, support your head with one hand, bend one leg, and drink as if no one else is around.

Shen Yin sat on the edge of the bed: "How much did you drink?" ”

Hearing this, Mu Qingfeng put down the wine jug, opened his five fingers and counted the candlelight, picked up the wine jug again and poured wine, and said vaguely: "I forgot." ”

Shen Yin sat silently for a while, got up and closed the door, returned to the bedside, and sighed almost inaudibly: "There is no grass at the end of the world......"

"Why do you want to be unrequited in love with Zhuang Hibiscus and lack the root scripture?" Mu Qingfeng directly intercepted his words.

After a long time, a deep murmur sounded in the firewood room: "Xiaofeng, I am different from you." It seemed to be talking to himself, but he was clearly saying to him.

Mu Qingfeng didn't answer again, just poured himself wine.

yes, it's different. There are no other men around Zhuang Jin......

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Everyone obviously felt the different feelings between the owner and the thousand princes. There have been before, like fog through the veil, hazy. This time, it seems to have magnified the hazy feelings, and even the dull people can feel it, and the friendship between them can be felt.

Mu Qingfeng seemed to be relieved after getting drunk, and after the beginning of spring, he went around collecting flowers, set up two rows of flower shelves in the courtyard where he left his house, and dragged Shen Yin in to help him.

Twilight Yang said that the Moon Fan Workshop does not raise idlers, and Shen Yin has his own things to do. Therefore, there is usually only one Mu Qingfeng in front of the flower stand.

Shen Sven is quiet and quiet, when Mu Qingfeng doesn't tease him, it always seems that early spring has not gone for a long time, and it is extremely cold. One day, he heard Mu Qingfeng say to him: "Nerd, it's good to learn from you these days." I can't hear it, I can't see it, as long as I can protect her, I'll be satisfied. ”

Shen Yin didn't want to correct his words, so he said, "Then let's move the flower stand to answer the ......" Before he finished speaking, his hand was grabbed.

"Don't go to the answering office, you can see Twilight every day here."

On the balcony, Twilight saw the two people whispering in front of the garden trellis. Mu Qingfeng suddenly looked towards the side of the building, as if he didn't expect Twilight to be watching, when the eyes collided, even if they were far away, Twilight could clearly see the pair of peach blossom beautiful eyes in an instant.

Calmly retracting his gaze, Twilight turned around and continued to play against Qianxing.

In March, the time is just right. Mu Yi looked at the relationship between the owner and Qiangongzi, and blurted out a sentence of "future uncle" without thinking.

The gently swaying hundred bone fan was stunned, and Qianxing slightly turned his eyes sideways to hide his smile.

Mu Qingfeng accidentally knocked over a plate of peach blossoms and pear blossoms, and scattered the red and white on the ground, crying out in distress. Mu Jiu and Shen Yin worked together to help him sort it out.

Twilight glared at Mu Yi and went straight back to his room. Outside the house, Mu Yi was laughing, Mu Jiu was slightly annoyed, and Twilight, who was leaning against the door panel, was not as shy and embarrassed as everyone expected, but was pale.

The fingers in the sleeves became tighter and tighter, and even the nails sank deep into the flesh of the palms.

At night, Twilight didn't go out to eat, and everyone thought she was still embarrassed about the afternoon. Chu Li personally brought it in with a plate.

"I don't have an appetite." Twilight sat on the bed, her face a little ugly.

Chu Li put the dinner plate aside and sat down on the edge of her bed, his face as calm as ice. She grabbed Twilight's wrist and forcefully broke Twilight's fingers clenched into a fist, leaving a few blood marks on her palm.

She didn't speak, and took out a small brown porcelain bottle to medicate Twilight.

Twilight was in pain, hissed, and wanted to retract but was clenched by her.

"Chu Li, what do you want to say?"

Chu Li lowered his eyebrows, cold and serious, and did not raise his head until he gave her good medicine.

"He wants to see you."