8

"Zhang Yu, you are really hopeless," Mu Xuan said coldly.

"Isn't it? That old man in my family, if he knew that he was afraid that he would have to die of anger."

"And you're still like that?"

"Hehe, a comfortable death or a tragic death, which one do you choose?" Zhang Yu was stunned when he saw Mu Xuan, and his smile became even stronger, "I have been a person with fine skin and tender flesh since I was a child, and I can't stand any of those cruel tortures, I'm afraid of the pain."

Afraid of pain? Mu Xuan suddenly remembered something in his mind, his face suddenly became terrifying, and his voice was extremely unhappy, "Hurry up, don't dirty my eyes again"

Zhang Yu cleared his throat, looked indifferent and said with a smile, "I don't want to come yet, I definitely won't help her next time I see her fall to the ground."

Han Ruoyou suddenly felt that he was stuck at this point, which was really troublesome. When Zhang Yu's voice was finally inaudible, she slowly opened her eyes, but fortunately, Zhang Yu was really gone.

But she felt that Mu Xuan didn't really hate Zhang Yu. After coming over for a while, Han Ruoyou saw that Mu Xuan was still facing away from her, and couldn't help but cough a few times, but it was not at all. Mu Xuan still didn't hear it.

Helpless. She had no choice but to get out of bed by herself and come behind Mu Xuan. Only then did I find that Mu Xuan was trembling a little early. At this time, it would be best to give him a hug, but the price of this hug is a little too great.

"Mu Xuan," Han Ruoyou shouted lightly afraid of Mu Xuan's shoulder.

"Are you awake?" Mu Xuan smiled and glanced back.

"Hmm. What's wrong? Standing here in a daze? Han Ruoyou deliberately pretended not to know what to do.

"Something comes to mind." Mu Xuan still smiled lightly.

"That's right, Mu Xuan. I have something I want to tell you," Han Ruoyou's expression was a little solemn.

"Hmm. You say"

Han Ruoyou knew that when he talked about his own affairs at this time, he must have seemed to be too selfish and cold. But judging from today's unexpected situation, it really can't be delayed any longer.

"Actually, Master. . . He's dead," Han Ruoyou said hesitantly.

"What? What's going on" Mu Xuan was suddenly startled.

"It's all my fault." Han Ruoyou lowered his head and lowered his eyes gloomily.

Yes, it's all her fault, five years ago, she and Gao Xiandi were accidentally exiled to the Western Realm, that terrible place, she and Gao Xiandi cooperated to escape. Meet the leaning kite halfway through.

At that time, she didn't know the true identity of the leaning kite, but the leaning kite's eyes moved her, and she was like cramping. Not to mention, with this burdensome three people. Experienced wind and rain. In the end, Rao escaped without dying.

When crossing the bamboo forest of the Hidden Spirit Mountain, thanks to the tilting kite. Because it's a miracle that she survived in the West. In addition, at that time, she was mentally incomplete. So the psychedelic array of the bamboo forest is for her.

It didn't have much effect, and she and Gao Xiandi were blindfolded. Rely on control to pass through the bamboo forest. I finally got up the mountain. She still remembered Yan Zheng's expression at that time. Funny can.

She tried not to cry, and kept her mood and Jiang Gong told her about the situation. She thought that Jiang Gong would definitely be angry, but Jiang Gong just said lightly: The child has grown up, and the path he has chosen. It's good or bad. It's all his responsibility.

In the end, he begged Jiang Gong to help him. Jiang Gong was very reluctant at first, he said that he had already lost his wife and soldiers.

When she didn't give up, it was useless for Jiang Gong to cry, make trouble, and hang himself. In exchange for others, under her unrelenting persistence, Jiang Gong could only compromise and help her heal her face.

Later, when she was cultivating, she had nothing to do, learned medical skills, and read a lot of books. Three years later, Jiang Gong said he was going into retreat.

Before the retreat, he sighed and said; Jiang Yi is a relative to him. After all, it's different from everyone else.

This sentence seems to be lyrical, but Han Ruoyou knows in her heart that Jiang Gong is still angry with her. But Jiang Gong didn't care about her. One day before she went down the mountain.

Yan Zheng looked sad and told her that Jiang Gong had died peacefully during the retreat. She wanted to cry without tears. How to explain this tragedy that it is not her fault? And how to explain it must be her fault,

Where in this world is there such a reason to find excuses? Done, done, done. Wrong, wrong. So she still went down the mountain according to her own plan.

Han Ruoyou told Mu Xuan all this simplification. Mu Xuan's expressions of these are understandable.

"So when you say that time is short, does you mean that Master has already returned to heaven? No one can dispense this medicine? ”

"Well, yes. And I've lived enough in this life. ”

"Silly girl, you have only just started this life"

Han Ruoyou's eyes were a little teary-eyed. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth and said, "Just you can speak." ”

The incident dissipated in the cold wind. Han Ruoyou really understood the sentence that people go to tea and cool. It's not long before the Chinese New Year. This was supposed to be a day for the family to be reunited. How many people can be reunited?

The next day, Mu Xuan pulled Han Ruoyou onto the street. said that it would make her a few new clothes for the Chinese New Year, and she did not refuse. With Mu Xuan went.

Jingzhou is still bustling and prosperous, and I entered the cloth shop. Han Ruoyou chose a few dark fabrics. Just as he was about to leave, he was attracted by a portrait scratched in front of the store.

It was a man holding the back of a woman, and Han Ruo looked at the painting and the familiar clothes blankly. The peach hairpin.

Han Ruoyou was so fascinated that she didn't even know that Zhang Chenyi came to her side unconsciously, Mu Xuan stood behind the two of them, and he finally realized what Han Ruoyou said.

They are really in love, but they have a reason to separate. Mu Xuan was a little strange why he saw the two of them. Standing together is not jealous?

Less upset. It just felt so relaxing. These days, he and Han Ruoyou get along day and night. On the contrary, the relationship is not as good as before. Sometimes it can feel so embarrassing.

Lin Xin on the side didn't have Mu Xuan's good attitude. As soon as he wanted to disturb, he was dragged away by a violent force.

"What are you doing?" Lin Xin glared at Emperor Gao Xian and said.

"I'm willing to marry you, but are you willing to be my woman?"

It was the first time for Lin Xin to see Emperor Gao Xian's serious expression, and for a while, he didn't know how to answer him.

"Give you a few days to think about it, think it out and tell me when you come," Emperor Gao Xian said coldly.

All this should have been what Lin Xin was looking forward to the most, but what was her hesitant mood? Lin Xin walked back to the cloth shop in a daze.

"Boss. Where did you come from this painting?" asked Zhang Chenyi.

"Boss, I bought this painting," Han Ruoyou said.

"Why do you fight with me?" Zhang Chenyi looked at Han Ruoyou helplessly and said,

"That's what I'm asking you, right? What do you want this painting for? ”

"What do you ask me?"

"The boss offered a price, I bought it," Han Ruoyou said proudly.

Seeing Han Ruoyou's attitude, Zhang Chenyi was also a little angry and said, "Boss, I'll double the price"

"Both, this painting is not mine. I can't sell it. This one was put here by a friend of mine temporarily, and I think it looks good together. It's just hanging. Again, my friend said. It's not a good painting. There's no need for the two to fight."

Han Ruoyou only noticed this boss at this time, he was a man who was about thirty years old, and he looked pretty good. Dressing up is completely in line with his temperament, low-key and connotative.

"And where does this friend of yours live?" Zhang Chenyi stepped forward and saluted.

Is he really on the same page as himself? Han Ruoyou glanced at Zhang Chenyi angrily, since this is the case, she has to paint this one.

"I can tell you that." The boss said with a smile. (To be continued.) )