said that he knew because this person had a face of Xiao Yixian. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I don't know it, this "Xiao Yixian" is not the Xiao San Gongzi she knows at all with a sick breath and bitter taste of medicine, and always holds a pomegranate and a pomegranate knife in his hand.

Exuding a graceful style, Tsing Yi is dignified, and there are five or six small porcelain wine bottles of the same kind beside him.

Xie Huan saw that Shen Zhiheng had played a lot of tricks in the past two days, and his first reaction was - someone changed his face?

"Xiao Yixian" smiled as if he had seen it for the first time, and shook the fruit wine residue with the mouth of the bottle, "Clever." Thank you, girl. ”

“......”

Seeing her like this, Xiao Yi smiled more and more proudly, patted her side, "Sit." ”

Xie Huan sat down as he said.

One of them wanted to speak and endured it again and again, and the other took a sip of wine as if nothing happened, sat side by side on the eaves of the beam, and fell into an extremely strange silence.

"I say ......" in unison.

"You say it first?"

“...... Let's start with that. ”

"Okay," Xiao Yi nodded first, and didn't push back and forth with her, so as not to fall into the endless cycle of "It's better for you to say it first" and "No, no, no, if Xiao Gongzi has something to say, I can actually wait", "I just want to ask you, what's your name?" ”

I almost didn't fall off the eaves, "Xie Huan." You don't know?! ”

"I knew that your surname was Xie and you were the owner of the Chunshui Sword. Otherwise, I'll call you Miss Xie Huan. Xiao Yi was straightforward first.

Xie Huan tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Then you know now." ”

Xiao Yi chose another bottle first and uncorked the wine, "I think, well, I think your name is quite strange." ”

"What's strange?" The first time she heard someone say this, she was intrigued, "Speaking of which, it's your name is weird, isn't it?" ”

"My mother's surname is Tang."

Obviously, he didn't want to talk about it more, Xiao Yi brushed it over first, and then shifted the topic to her, "Xie, withering; Radiant, sprouting. Neither of these words is good. It's like a flower, blooming and withering, either making people worry about the decline of the pole, or making people lament the flowers. You just have two words, and you have both ends. ”

Xie Huan choked.

"Isn't it the same with yours? Xiao is a depression, Xiao is the sound of falling branches and leaves, and there is a word 'first' with the meaning of enterprising and upward? ”

Xiao Yi supported his elbows and cheeks first, turned his face to look at her, and his eyes were full of half-drunk Xingcan smiles, "So, it's better to hold the name of Heng...... What did you just want to ask? ”

As if rewarded, he took out a small cloth bag with flowers from his arms, attached a bottle of plum wine, and handed it to her.

"I have a lot of questions." Xie Huan frowned, "I don't drink." ”

"You take it!" Xiao Yi first used a slight drunkenness to forcibly stuff two things into her arms.

"Green plum boiled wine, suitable for honest meeting. Today, my son is happy, whatever you ask, as long as I know, I will tell you. He smiled happily, "I'm different from Ye Fei." ”

Xie Huan lowered his head and concentrated on opening the flower cloth bag, only to find that it was a ginger cake wrapped in two layers of cotton paper and glutinous rice paper. The belly of the wine bottle was held in the palm of the hand, and it was still hot.

"You're faking illness?" That's what she wants to know most.

"Not before the age of thirteen."

Xie Huan shook his head, "There are many ways to show weakness, pretending to be sick, nothing new." ”

"I also think," Xiao Yan didn't even turn his head, turned his hand and stretched out his arm to hit a cup with her, and brought it to his lips to drink, "Then you teach me, it's okay for the flying eagle to go away?" Or is it better to sleep in flowers and willows? ”

...... Changing the question, "So why are you here?" ”

"After the main song is finished, I will sneak out while they take care of Xiao Zhili."

At this point, he suddenly shifted his body, leaned over, and pointed in the direction of the front hall, where it was already boiling.

The crisp fragrance of green plums and the faint smell of alcohol hit her ears hotly.

"What's the matter, how is my out, how is it compared to Ye Fei?"

Xie Huan only felt that this person's scheming was unfathomable, and subconsciously turned his face away to hide, "...... Very good and very good, interlocking, high = tide = stacked = up. By the way, I guess the library in the garden is yours too, right? ”

Xiao Yi didn't think it was wrong, and stood up, "Hmm." A little hobby. ”

Xie Huan grinned and shook the wine bottle like him, "Then your hobby also includes this." ”

"Not really. Actually, I like to drink Da Hong Pao. Xiao Yi pointed to the ginger cake first, "Why don't you eat it?" ”

“...... One last question. ”

"You've got enough questions, okay, you say."

"I know so much about you, you didn't use this thing to kill your mouth, did you?"

Before he could say anything, Lotus Tile suddenly popped up with a head, "Hey! The surname is Xie! Do you have a conscience? My son-in-law is afraid that you are a girl who is afraid of the cold, so let you use it for warmth! ”

Picking out a piece of gingerbread, Xiao Yi first threw it in the direction of the sound, "Go!" Who let you eavesdrop! ”

It's rare to be a little embarrassed, he scratched his chin, "His name is Bai Zhen, usually like this, there are no rules." ”

Xie Huan thought it was funny, and took a bite of the ginger cake, grinding it with his molars. Although she is not devout to worship Buddhism, she has never drunk alcohol, and she doesn't know how much she drinks, so she doesn't dare to drink indiscriminately.

The bread was so hot that it looked like his snort.

"Sometimes, I don't know who is the master," Xiao Yixian himself was happy, "It's like, on the day of the Midyear Festival, I said I don't believe this, you love to put lotus lanterns, and I won't stop you." Hey, you have to take me. ”

"You didn't write anything, did you?"

Haha laughed, Xiao Yi first pointed at her with his finger, "Those who know me, Xuande also!" ”

“...... Later, when it was discovered, it was not too troublesome, so I had to fold it back and let me fill it in. ”

"I will write, especially high-sounding words - may the Haiyan River be clear, may the world be peaceful. In fact, the world is too peaceful, what does it have to do with me? ”

Xie Huan turned his head suddenly.

"They have been with me for a long time, and they know me very well, so they shout, 'The son is not sincere!' , I can't help it, so I'll continue to ......"

"I am willing to have a heart, and I am willing to live up to Qingqing - you have Qingqing?"

"It's not. For the sake of rhyme. Wait, how do you know?! Xiao Yixian was surprised.

Xie Huan smiled bitterly, "It must be our fate." Your lotus lantern has been picked up by me. ”

"The first two sentences are all about the country, and the last two sentences are children, they are not me, so don't say it."

......

"The time has come," Xiao Yi stood up first, patted his clothes, raised his black boots under his feet, and kicked down several messy upside-down porcelain bottles on the corners of the eaves, crackling like small firecrackers, "White chopsticks!" I've cleaned up for your grandfather! ”

Then jump off the beam and go against the grain.

It's time to go to Shen Zhiheng and them.

Walking on the road, Xie Huan's steps were much lighter. Biting the ginger cake, the cold night and autumn wind were blowing, and the whole person she ate was warm, and she didn't even notice it, and the corners of her mouth had already been quietly raised.

Smiling and laughing, she couldn't help but start thinking deeply.

Who is Xie Huan? The Xie family, the Xie family who devoted themselves to the Immortal Pavilion and Shen Zhiheng.

Xiao Yixian, like her, is not a person who is willing to expose his heart and confess to others.

Could it be that because he succeeded in his plan today, he got carried away?

Of course not.

Xie Huan grinded the gingerbread vigorously, creaking, and vetoed the idea.

He was so responsive, perhaps because he didn't see her as a worthy and respectful opponent, and he could kill her at any time, like crushing an ant. Maybe it's because he thinks she is the owner of the Spring Water Sword, and one day, maybe she will turn against him and use it for him.

-- This man is a beautiful lady who is angry.

-- The road is far-reaching, the city is quite deep, and he is a man who reaches into the red dust with both hands to salvage.

Treat her as a dark line, and you may not be able to close your heart.

Not far from the main hall of the birthday banquet, Xie Huan silently threw the remaining gingerbread into the lush grass. After sorting out her emotions, she was just about to lift her skirt, but she was caught off guard, and a figure behind her slowly approached.

Bang!!

The stick smashed on the nape of the neck.

Xie Huan stretched out his hand to cover it, only to feel dizzy, and instantly lost consciousness.