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Chu Yi originally just said it casually, but Chun Siniang's reaction made her heart move, her eyes lit up, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes couldn't help but bring out a little smile. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Sister, don't worry, I didn't speculate about anything in the first year of junior high school, and I didn't think much about it." She stared at Chun Siniang and whispered slowly.

Chun Siniang blushed, hey, wanted to laugh but didn't laugh. She dodged Chu Yi's gaze, and felt that this dodge was really inexplicable, so she simply glared at Chu Yi, and said in a rather unkind tone: "It's good if you don't have it." ā€

Chu Yi nodded seriously: "Sister said yes, Chu Yi naturally thinks it's good." ā€

Chun Siniang continued to stare at her, and her tone was even more unkind: "What's good, can you speculate and think about these things?" ā€

The first year of junior high school nodded more seriously: "If my sister says it's not good, then it's not good." ā€

Chun Siniang paused and said, "There is no shadow...... Besides, if it weren't for him...... Your Ah Lang happens to be a little similar to my brother, and I happen to be a little similar to your little lady, I won't look at him more, and he will not look at me more. ā€

This girl is really bloody, Chun Siniang tried to think about it in her direction, although he and she are not brother and sister, but with such a face, I can't think about it at all, right?

Hatsuichi pursed his lips, and his eyes crooked in response, "Yes." He looked into the distance and stopped talking.

Chun Siniang waited for a long time, and when she saw that Chu Yi didn't speak for a long time, she couldn't help but ask, "And then?" ā€

Chu Yi let out an "ah" and asked slowly, "What then?" And then what? ā€

Chun Siniang couldn't wait to pinch her.

"Your Ah Lang married his childhood sweetheart Yang Niangzi, and then, did he live a happy life from then on?" She herself found it a bit boring to ask.

Husbands and wives in ancient times, no matter how happy they were, wasn't that the case? Besides, life is not a fairy tale. Fairy tales come to an abrupt end here. The firewood, rice, oil and salt in the back are chicken feathers, you can go if you want to think about it, and it doesn't matter if you don't want to think about it, it has nothing to do with this story anyway.

But life goes on.

Chu Yi thought about it seriously.

"The old lady is considerate of the young lady, and it is hard to take care of the children, so the Guogong Mansion has always been the old lady's presiding ...... The young lady has no worries about housework, and Ah Lang is ...... Fortunately, whether it is happy or not, whether it is beautiful or not, I dare not say anything about it in the first year of junior high school. However, for so many years, Ah Lang has never taken a concubine. ā€

Although they often stayed overnight at Pingkangfang, for the ancients, it was a normal entertainment and nothing to do.

It's really a happy couple.

Chun Siniang suddenly lost interest.

The moon slave in his arms suddenly straightened up and screamed in the direction of the moon gate.

Chun Siniang knocked on its head, and the moon slave whimpered, broke away from her, and ran away.

After a while, it ran back and brought a man with it.

Wu Minzhi followed behind the moon slave who shook his head and tail, and in the attention of Chun Siniang and Chu Yi, Shi Shiran walked in.

The first year of junior high school grew up in the Guogong Mansion and was well-trained, so he came back to his senses first and saluted: "Ah Lang." ā€

Wu Minyi waved his hand: "Go down." ā€

The first year of junior high retreated.

When she was about to retreat to the gate of the courtyard, while Ah Lang had her back to her, she raised her eyes and quickly glanced at Chun Siniang.

I saw that Chun Siniang was still looking at Wu Minzhi in a daze, with a pair of eyes that were extremely similar to the little lady, sparkling and tearful, and she couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad in a hurry.

Wu Minzhi coughed lightly and sat down next to Chun Siniang in a big way.

Yuenu looked at Wu Minzhi and then at Chun Siniang, and seemed to be unable to decide whose knee to jump on.

It simply stuck out its tongue, first licked Chun Siniang's hand, then licked Wu Minzhi's hand, and then went to chase its own shadow to play.

Chun Siniang felt that this little guy had become a sperm, and she suspected that under its body, there was an unfortunate soul of an unruly traverser.

Seeing that Wu Min didn't speak for a long time, she withdrew her gaze from the moon slave and moved it to Wu Minzhi's face.

He didn't look at her.

He looked up at the distant sky, beneath which were mountains with a thin layer of snow on top of them, which shone in the sunlight.

"That's Jiuzhi Mountain." He said slowly.

Chun Siniang hummed lowly, and she didn't know what was wrong, and tears suddenly flowed all over her face.

She held her face in her hands, tears cooler than a silver mask, but half of her cheeks were hot.

I also feel very ashamed.

Quietly slipped a glance at Wu Min, but fortunately he was still looking into the distance and did not look at her.

I still feel ashamed.

What's even more embarrassing is that tears like water have broken the water faucet of the sluice, and it can't be turned off no matter what. Since the crossing, no, in her life, the tears she has shed have not added up to as much as this time.

He's finally here! He's finally here!

Her long-hanging heart inexplicably fell into practice all of a sudden, and she actually gave birth to the joy of the rest of her life after the catastrophe.

"That's Taibai Peak, that's Zhongnan Peak." Wu Minzhi stretched out his index finger and pointed into the distance in a vague manner.

Chun Siniang didn't see where Taibai Peak was and where Zhongnan Peak was, but she kept making a noise.

"Did you see the Nine Mountain Beams? It's the nine roads around Jiuzhi Mountain, held high in arches, see? The name of Jiuzhi Mountain is derived from these nine mountain beams. "Wu Minzhi is like a master who likes to preach and teach and solve doubts, and he explains very seriously.

Chun Siniang hummed and counted in her heart: "One, two, three......" She counted very carefully.

Wu Minzhi glanced back at her, and she realized that she had counted.

It's not too young to feel ashamed to do such an innocent and childish thing.

It's more shameful than squatting on the ground and counting ants.

"Seven, no, six, six, right? Maybe eight? Seven or eight? But his mouth was uncontrollable, and he continued incoherently.

"Seven." Wu Minzhi turned his gaze into the distance again.

Chun Siniang snorted. Wu Minzhi listened with his ears pricked up, waiting for her to continue counting. But she didn't move.

Wu Minzhi didn't expect her to suddenly fall silent, he wanted to continue to introduce Jiuzhi Mountain, after a pause, he opened his mouth, but suddenly found that he didn't know what to say.

Both of them were silent, and the atmosphere suddenly became eerie.

Chun Siniang was a little uncomfortable.

I don't know if it's because of the influence of Chun Siniang, Wu Minzhi is also uncomfortable.

In fact, Wu Minzhi's discomfort has been there since he approached this courtyard.

In the past two days, he has been breathing hard several times and rushing out of this courtyard.

Hesitation and hesitation, wandering and wandering, several times wanting to leave, and several times stopped.

Eventually, he left.

Today may have gotten closer, so that the moon slave smelled his breath and greeted him happily.

The moon slave took the hem of his robe in his mouth and led him into the courtyard. He was a little annoyed, but secretly relieved.

He just didn't think about what he was going to say when he saw her, and he didn't think that he would be so uncomfortable.

The feeling of being uncomfortable was no stranger to him when he was young.

Before Aya's bones were cold, the people made him uncomfortable. When he first arrived in Kyoto, he was unfamiliar with the people and the worries about the future, which made him uncomfortable. His aunt sat in the back seat, and those flattering and flattering smiles made him uncomfortable.

As he gets older, he has a lot of things, but he is the only one who makes people uncomfortable, and no one will make him uncomfortable.

Today, what's wrong with him?