Chapter Forty-Six: The Gift of Green
Lan Ruo was silent for a while, and then asked, "Who is the Sakura Palace Lin Dao?" β
"The man...... The outcast of the Lawgiver of the Land of the Sun, Shui Wu Yueqing, was taken in by the North and became the holder of the tarot card 'Tower', and was named the Quartet Sword Envoy, the Northern Flame Sword," Red Moon added with an undisguised disgust in his eyes, "But I guess he's the weakest of the Quartet Sword Envoys." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
Lan Ruo's heart moved, Aoki Yu once said that the ancestor of the Lan family, Lan Li, once reigned in the country of the sun, and then drifted away, handing over the power to govern the country to Sakura Palace, Shui Wuyue, and Narugami three families, and Hongyue's sentence pointed to two of them.
Lan Ruo was interested in this somewhat mysterious island country for some reason, perhaps because this country and the Silver Rain Country where the Lan family was located were both Eastern Scattered Countries, and the people of the day were also black-haired people like himself.
Lan Ruo listened to Hongyue's tone, and vaguely felt that Hongyue didn't hate him because Sakura Palace Lin Dao was an outcast, so Lan Ruo asked tentatively, "You seem to hate him very much." β
Hongyue frowned and said: "That guy is very arrogant, he looks like a self-respecting man in heaven and earth all day long, and he loves to kill, he once killed ordinary people on the street because of his addiction to killing, he is a complete madman, speaking of which, there is no king law in the north, just because he is a precious combat force, he didn't deprive him of his seat, but just locked him up for a few years, and when the front-line war was tight, he was released again." β
Lan Ruo was silent, thinking that this person was indeed annoying, and he was about to say something more, when suddenly, a person interrupted the conversation between the two: "Yue'er, I'm looking for you, my subordinates have brought blue lobsters, they have just been cooked, come and eat them in my tent." β
Of course, this person is Joseph, Hongyue pouted and said: "I'm not used to eating so well, I've already eaten enough dry food, can you be so greedy for pleasure in the army, it will make the army disheartened." β
Joseph spread his hands: "No way, I've been used to it since I was a child, and besides, the lobsters have been shipped, it's a pity not to eat them, they are all very fresh and superb." β
Hongyue glanced at him helplessly, and said with some disgust: "Not next time." β
Joseph smiled and deliberately said in a very funny tone: "Queen, the little one will not dare anymore." β
Red Moon laughed at Joseph's expression.
Lan Ruo was very embarrassed at this time, because he was left to the side to watch the two flirt, no one noticed him, he didn't know whether it was better to retreat quietly, or to say hello to the two of them before leaving.
He had decided to bless the two, but seeing the two so close, he couldn't help but feel very bitter in his heart, probably, he still had a glimmer of hope.
Joseph finally caught a glimpse of Lan Ruo, and he said softly, "I didn't even see one more person, it's really rude." β
Lan Ruo was embarrassed at first when he heard this, but a thought flashed in his mind, he felt very strange, even if Joseph didn't care about himself, could it be that he saw the red moon from afar, and he didn't even notice that his fiancΓ©e was talking to a strange opposite sex?
Joseph asked, "Who are you?" β
Lan Ruo said a little nervously: "I'm Lan Ruo." β
"Oh, in this way, you are Hongyue's favorite junior brother," the corners of Joseph's mouth curled up with a trace of imperceptible curves, "I've heard her say it a long time ago, and it looks like she's still a child." β
Joseph continued: "I heard that you won the seventh seat of the Three Chambers of Martial Arts, but the battlefield is not as simple as you playing in the ring, you are still a child, so just hide behind the adults, no matter what, you are also a flower of the motherland, don't die early." β
Hongyue glared: "Don't scare him." β
Joseph smiled and said, "I'll just play with the kids." β
Then he naturally touched Lan Ruo's head as Red Moon often did, Lan Ruo hated the tone in which this person spoke in a domineering manner, but unfortunately this person was indeed qualified to say such words.
Lan Ruo hated him touching his head even more, and this person was indeed not qualified to touch his head.
You and I are not related and unfamiliar, and you are not my elder, why do you touch my head?
Thinking of this, Lan Ruo narrowed his eyes in disgust, and was about to take a step away from his hand, when there was a "snap", Joseph's hand was opened, and the three of them were stunned at the same time, only to see Qingzi Jinyun standing there lightly, slightly raising his chin, as if he had done nothing.
Joseph touched his red hand and thought: This little girl is so bold, and ...... The strength is not small!
Joseph was a little angry and embarrassed, but he didn't dare to offend the little girl in front of him, not only because she was a promising spiritual genius, but also because her brother Qingtian was his top boss, but also because she had an old monster ancestor who loved her.
He has been pampered since he was a child, when did he suffer from this sulking, but he still covered it with a stiff smile, revealed what had just happened, and said: "Long time no see, this is not Miss Qing Zijin of the Qing family." β
Qing Zijin raised his swan-like slender neck and ignored Joseph at all, turned his head and asked Lan Ruo, "Lan Ruo, who is this stranger who accosted me?" β
Lan Ruo was about to speak, but saw Joseph's expression stiffened, and his face was very ugly and said, "Have you forgotten?" I toasted you and your brother at the Senate feast, even if it ...... Even if you don't remember my name, you can always remember my face. β
"Love shows affection in public, thinks he is preaching to others, touches other people's heads for no reason, and flatters people for no reason, how can I remember the face and name of the old middle-aged uncle?" Qing Zijin usually doesn't talk much, but she didn't pause when she said it just now, and Lan Ruohongyue and Joseph were all in a state of stunned and couldn't extricate themselves.
"Let's go, nerd." Qing Zijin naturally took Lan Ruo's hand and walked away.
Joseph looked at the two people who were far away, his face was gradually covered with frost, and he couldn't help but think angrily: The little ghost of the Lan family is not a good thing, and the little ghost of the Qing family is even more hateful! It's just two families that are about to decay, and they are still the same as before, I see how long you can be arrogant!
Lan Ruo and Qing Zijin sat in front of the bonfire with their knees crossed, and there were only the two of them, silent.
Qing Zijin suddenly handed Lan Ruo a scimitar and said, "You take it for self-defense." β
Lan was stunned, the scimitar is not long, the unpretentious wooden sheath, the handle of the knife is made of the bones of the monster, and it is also filled with dark blue enamel, drawing the knife, the dazzling silver blossom comes into the eyes, the beautiful curved knife body is full of flowing water-like patterns, the blade is extremely sharp, and the hairs are immediately decisive, Lan Ruo couldn't help but praise: "Good knife!" β
Lan Ruo turned his head again and asked Qing Zijin: "Why did you give me a knife?" β
Qing Zijin replied briefly: "I have an umbrella." β
Having an umbrella is not a reason to give Lan Ruo a knife, it's just a reason that he doesn't need a knife, but Lan Ruo doesn't ask anymore, just says, "Thank you." β
The two sat side by side, speechless.
Qing Zijin said without warning, "You like the red moon. β
It's not a question, it's a declarative sentence, Lan Ruo was suddenly startled, almost jumped up, and asked without any scheming: "You...... How do you know? β
Qing Zijin sighed faintly: "Because you speak softer to her than anyone else." β
Lan Ruo was silent, and after a while, Qing Zijin suddenly took out a small bottle, poured out some liquid in his hand, and wiped it on Lan Ruo's face and arms, Lan Ruo was stunned, Ren Qing Zijin's soft and cold little hands rubbed the liquid on his face, and asked, "What is this, why does it have a faint lemon smell?" β
Qing Zijin said: "Geranium juice can repel mosquitoes, you see, you have been bitten out of many packs." β
Lan Ruo sighed: "I'm going to fight, I don't know if I can live, what kind of mosquitoes." β
"A war is a war, mosquitoes are mosquitoes, and you can't break a jar and feed yourself to mosquitoes because you may be dying." Qing Zijin said seriously.
Lan Ruo found that she couldn't refute her at all, Qing Zijin usually doesn't like to talk, but he makes sense when he speaks, Lan Ruo looked at the fire flying in front of him, and suddenly asked, "Are you afraid of going to the battlefield?" β
Qing Zijin said: "I was a little scared, because my father died on the battlefield, and he once told me that no matter what happens, you must live, otherwise there will be no other meaning." No matter how tired he was, even if he fell, he had to survive even if he lay on the ground, but he couldn't come back. I was a little scared to go into battle, but when I realized that it was something I had to do, I calmed down. β
Lan Ruo was a little sad when he heard this, he stretched out his little finger and said, "Lagou, we promise to return to the Imperial Spirit Courtyard alive together." β
Legend has it that the little finger is connected to the heart, and to hold the little finger means to swear by your heart.
Qing Zijin stretched out his little finger and hooked with Lan Ruo's little finger: "Pull the hook and hang yourself, for a hundred years, you are not allowed to change." β
The two looked at each other speechlessly, and then Lan Ruo turned his head a little embarrassed, and continued to look at the burning flames in front of him, after a long silence, Lan Ruo suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and he found that the petite girl next to him actually fell asleep leaning on his shoulder.
Qing Zijin has been tired of traveling for the past few days, she is very sleepy, she can actually fall asleep while chatting, Lan Ruo didn't dare to wake her up, looking at her delicate and lovely side face, how can there be a witch's cold and arrogant aura, what is even more damaging to the image is that a drop of crystal liquid at the corner of her mouth is about to slide out.
Lan Ruo smiled bitterly, his eyes moved down, and when he saw Qing Zijin's white and attractive neck, his heart jumped, and he quickly moved his gaze to the fire.
Lan Ruo muttered and asked, "Why did the flames of war ignite?" Why do human beings rely on each other and quarrel with each other? β
Of course, no one answered him.
At this time, he heard Qing Zijin's confused whisper: "It's just me...... Can touch your head...... Nerd......"
ββ¦β¦ Why are you so good to me? Lan Ruo thoughtfully asked the third question that no one answered, and his gaze gradually softened.