The time sequence changes, the streamer is turning, and before Xie Huan can pay attention, it is the season of dressing in a blink of an eye. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The next day, Xie Huan got up in the morning and pushed open the door, only to feel that the ground in front of him was yellow, yellow, green and green, mixed with some red leaves, covering the true color of bluestone.

Wanmu is depressed, as if there is an appointment.

She stepped on the small crunch all the way, patrolling with her gaze, and the faint dust floated so that she couldn't help but wrinkle her nose.

There are several flame-shaped dwarf trees planted on the side of the steps, and the straight trunk is only the thickness of the pen tube, which is yellow and easy to break. The side branches are fine, the canopy is large, and there is a strong smell of wormwood.

Although he didn't know what kind of tree this was, Xie Huan took out the spring water sword and gently slashed it, picked it up as a broom to sweep up the fallen leaves stacked on the bluestone slab, and let it write seven words "miserable" in a row.

"Hey! Xiao Huanhuan, why are you still sweeping the yard? ”

Hearing this strange name, he knew that it was Li Baiqiao, a freak, Xie Huan was too lazy to answer him seriously, and answered casually, "What do you know, my name is - fallen leaves are not ruthless things, and turning into spring mud is more protective of trees." ”

Li Baiqiao was speechless on the side, "Xiao Huanhuan, we will leave in two hours, let me tell you, as long as our pavilion master prepares that 'gift', the Xiao family will definitely not be able to stop tonight, haha!" ”

Xie Huan spread his hands, "Anyway, I'm just watching the show." ”

What she meant had nothing to do with me, I didn't comment, and it was useless for you to talk about it.

If he has a heart, he can naturally be obedient and listen; If he has no intention, there is nothing wrong with that.

Li Baiqiao seemed to have misunderstood the meaning of "watching a play", and smacked his lips, "I know you love to listen to the scarlet girl singing, and I love to listen to it too." People are different from you, a little girl who hasn't grown, people, tsk, that's a real stunning beauty! ”

The corners of Xie Huan's mouth moved slightly.

With his backhand, he slashed another tree with the tip of his sword and handed it to Li Baiqiao, "Hey, wipe your saliva!" Don't stand stupidly and come and take care of the tree with me. ”

Li Baiqiao resigned himself to his fate.

"It's a little dirty, be careful." With that, she turned her back and concentrated on her "precinct".

Behind him was the smell of wormwood, and the rustle of a broom was heard.

It didn't take long, though, for she to feel herself enveloped in the dust that had been raised.

Xie Huan couldn't help but look back.

"Big brother, you ...... You're really good at swordsmanship......"

Li Baiqiao didn't feel it at all, and looked around with satisfaction, "What's wrong?" Do you want to have a couple of shots? He said that the wind is the rain, and immediately used the "broom" in his hand to make a hasty gesture.

Xie Huan patted the "Broom Sword" and raised his eyebrows, "Okay, come on!" ”

The two went back and forth for more than a hundred moves, and the fallen leaves on the bluestone slabs under their feet were driven to both sides of the road.

"Happy!" Xie Huan was panting, and his broom was on the ground to borrow strength, "I said, I didn't expect that a person like you would have really good knife skills!" ”

"Have you two had enough?" A laughing voice.

The two of them looked towards the moon cave door.

Just when he was concentrating on the "battle situation", he didn't notice that Shen Zhiheng had already leaned there and watched for a long time.

The young man in white stood up straight, walked over solemnly, threw away the fluffy branch in her hand, and held her very naturally with her slender hand, not caring about the dust on her hands.

"Let's go, I'm going to go to Xiao's house for a banquet in a while, don't pay attention to this rough man." Shen Zhiheng glanced at him with a smile.

His left hand was held by him steadily, and his eyes fell on the texture of the white clothes, and the touch on his hand was not comfortable, but Xie Huan knew that only people who held swords all year round would have thick calluses in such a few places.

She was secretly surprised.

But she had never been so close to anyone, and the strange tingling feeling in her heart covered up her surprise. The palms were facing each other, gradually heating up, Xie Huan oozed a thin sweat, but he didn't dare to shake it off, and he was reluctant to shake it off.

The pulse under the palm was pounding violently.

According to her seat, Shen Zhiheng pulled out the secret cabinet under the Bogu shelf, "These are all bought for you by Xiao Ci, this kid is also duplicitous when he cares about people." ”

With two finger pulls, he smiled himself, "It seems that all of us are like this?" ”

"I'm ...... God" was a little moved in surprise, Xie Huan walked over and squatted down to take a closer look, and was speechless for a while.

"You deal with the hair color first," throwing the small porcelain bottle in his hand to her, Shen Zhiheng smiled, "I'll prepare the rest." ”

Silently took it.

His hand kept dipping his black hair with a fine-toothed mahogany comb, and seeing him listing the things he had prepared, Xie Huan couldn't help but sweep around.

"Don't I use a human skin mask?"

"We're going to use it. You're too young to need it. ”

Xie Huan came to his senses.

In fact, her most recognizable feature is that she was born with a full head of white hair, and the rest will not attract the attention of others as long as she is slightly retouched.

She had no objection, changed into the smoky green placket, with a milky red skirt, she raised her hand to the mirror, and applied a little light makeup to herself. He dipped the pen with the hook leaf vein in the black rubber and pulled the tail of the eye, and nodded the grease with ease.

Shen Zhiheng stood aside, a little surprised.

"When I was a child, in order to sneak down the mountain, Tan Yi and I often pretended to be young ladies who came to make incense, but our faces were a little whiter than now. It's a pity, I haven't learned the skills of an adult thrush yet. ”

Putting on the human skin mask, the young man came back to his senses from hearing the words.

"And I'll help you?"

Xie Huan hesitated slightly, but still nodded, "Okay." There is the Lord of the Pavilion. ”

The young man in white picked up the bluestone dai on the table, gently pinched the jawline on both sides of her with the three fingers of his left hand, and his cheeks like a full moon were close to her, and there was only a distance between her and her Shi Dai's pen.

As if he was transcribing poems for someone on a jade board, the young man's pen strength was somewhat hesitant and hesitant.

Xie Huan closed her eyes slightly, and her warm breath hit her eyebrow bone, making her feel a little embarrassed and inexplicably nervous.

"Alright."

Shen Zhiheng shook his right hand and straightened up as if nothing had happened.

Xie Huan had been tensing his back just now, but at this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and breathed lightly.

I took a round bronze mirror from the table and held it in my hand. This mirror is centered on a round button pile, and the edge is a rough cloud curl Shu pattern, engraved with eight-character inscriptions.

See the light of the day, never forget.

A wave of heat suddenly surged on the jade-like cheeks, permeating the tiny pinna.

As if he had taken a treasure of the wind and the moon, Xie Huan hurriedly turned it over and looked at the beauty in front of the mirror.

It turned out that Shen Zhiheng sketched a pair of smoke eyebrows described in ancient books for her, spreading like crane wings and as light as green mountains. It is very different from the laurel eyebrows that are popular in this dynasty.

The young man in white stood behind her half-leaning on the openwork bronze platform, and also looked at the person in the mirror.

"Well, no, it looks like something is missing."

After thinking for a moment, he stretched out his jade-carved fingers, pressed them into the red clay, picked her face, and decisively pressed a finger-sized oval mark on the center of his eyebrows. Like a ripe autumn branch that is about to fall.

Rubbing his fingers, "Well, everything is ready." Let's go. ”

When Xie Huan boarded the Qinghu car, he looked around and found that everyone had changed their costumes. It didn't feel right under his feet, probably because the secret guard was crouching under the car and accompanying him.

Ye Ci is still the same, but he has changed into a gray linen coat and dressed as a medicine boy.

Opposite her sat an honest and faithful servant, dressed in a kudzu shirt, with his eyebrows bowed and his eyes bowed, and he did not say a word.

It should be Li Baiqiao.

Xie Huan speculated according to his body shape. But it's still a little difficult to accept him so low-key.

Next to it was the disguised version of Shen Zhiheng she had just seen.

His human skin mask is different from Li Baiqiao's mediocrity, although this face is not as stunning as his own eyebrows, but it is also very delicate and dusty, which coincides with his own cold temperament.

At the foot was a beam cedar suitcase for the medical officer, which reminded the identities of the four people.

Medical officer.

The doctor's sister.

The medicine boy of the medical officer.

The medical officer's servant.