Chapter 49. Simon's pastry shop.

Chongyi Dao Chang came here to give Jun Xuan a sword, so he didn't go to meet his other disciple, but as if he came, he suddenly appeared and left suddenly.

Jun Xuan didn't force her to stay, she knew that her master had always been like this.

It was not yet noon at this moment, and Jun Xuan breathed in place for a while before slowly walking out of this lush forest. These days, her senior brother is often not at the house, but no matter what, Ye Gucheng will still rush back to have dinner with Jun Xuan. This is one of the few times the two of them spend together during this time, and neither Ye Gucheng nor Jun Xuan wants to miss it.

If he could, Jun Xuan didn't want his senior brother to know that he was injured. Because he has had enough things to worry about recently, Jun Xuan doesn't want to trouble him anymore.

But it can't.

Ye Gucheng personally took care of Jun Xuan from childhood to adulthood, and the slightest change in her would fall into his eyes. No matter how Jun Xuan disguised, it was impossible for him to escape Ye Gucheng's eyes. All she could do was make herself look less wolfy. Jun Xuan still had a trace of luck in her heart, she always thought that she didn't look like a wolf, maybe her senior brother would be a little more relieved, right?

Glancing at the little blood marks on his robe, Jun Xuan took a deep breath and walked towards Fu Ruixiang in the capital. Fu Ruixiang is the property of Tsing Yi Building, and it is naturally under the name of Jun Xuan. Huo Tianqing thought exquisitely, knowing that Jun Xuan's Taoist robe was not available elsewhere to buy, so he specially instructed his subordinate Buzhuang to prepare Jun Xuan's clothes.

As soon as Fu Ruixiang's shopkeeper saw the little girl who came in wearing a Taoist robe and holding a long sword, he instantly understood Jun Xuan's identity. personally led people to the back hall, and the boss took out a number of Taoist robes for Jun Xuan to choose.

Jun Xuan doesn't care much about external things, and he has always just been able to cover his body. However, this time, she still carefully selected and found one that was very similar to the one she was wearing.

"Shopkeeper, I don't know if there is an embroidery girl in the store now?" Jun Xuan picked up the plain white robe and asked the boss.

The shopkeeper hurriedly responded: "Yes, there are some, what do you want to embroider the female crown?" ”

Jun Xuan rolled up his cuffs, pointed to a circle of delicate entwined lotus patterns that exposed the inside of the sleeves, and said, "Help me ask the shopkeeper, how long does it take to embroider such a pattern?" ”

The shopkeeper squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully for a long time, and said with some embarrassment: "The cuffs of this dress are made of overseas real stitching, although the embroidery girl in the store can be imitated, but it is not like it." ”

Jun Xuan nodded and said, "It's probably like it." ”

The shopkeeper responded, and after a while, he brought two embroidery girls, so that the two people took a look at Jun Xuan's cuffs, and after a while, the embroidery girls wore needles and threads and embroidered them carefully.

It didn't take much effort to embroider the two cuffs, and the shopkeeper invited Junxuan to sit in the front hall for a while. Jun Xuan went to pursue Li Yanbei early in the morning, and fought against the Jade Rakshasa again, and had an epiphany under the teachings of Daoist Chongyi, and after a toss, she was already a little hungry.

Declined the shopkeeper's invitation, Jun Xuan got up and left Fu Ruixiang. On the opposite side of Fu Ruixiang, it is a century-old shop in the capital, called "Hefang Zhai". It was a very good shop, with a four-bay façade and a very delicate pattern on the door. There was a burst of sweet aroma from it, which made Jun Xuan feel even more hungry.

She remembers a shop that she met in one of the few times she felt hungry — like the one she had in Shanxi a few months ago, and this time, for example.

Touching the silver ticket on his waist that was stuffed in by the maids, Jun Xuan walked into Hefangzhai.

Sweeping his eyes over all kinds of dim sum cakes, Jun Xuan picked a piece of mung bean cake and two taels of jasmine candy. When it was time to pay the bill, she handed the young man Hefangzhai a silver ticket of one hundred taels.

The guy from Hefangzhai looked a little embarrassed, and the shopkeeper standing behind the counter glanced at the things Jun Xuan had chosen, waved his hand at her, and said, "Count the little old man to give the female crown a taste, we can't find this hundred taels in the store." ”

Jun Xuan was stunned for a moment, looked around, and then she realized that the people around her were all using broken silver and copper plates to settle the bill. was in distress, and suddenly heard a cold male voice: "Send you." ”

Jun Xuan turned his head and looked, a long sword in white, frost and snow in his eyebrows, who else could such a swordsman be besides Ximen Blowing Snow?

When the shopkeeper saw the snow blowing at the west gate, he hurriedly greeted him. called "the owner", and then returned the one hundred taels of silver tickets that Jun Xuan had just taken out to her.

Jun Xuan wondered in her heart, she didn't expect that a swordsman like Ximen Blowing Snow would be the owner of a pastry shop, but she didn't have any other expression on her face, and took the one hundred taels of silver tickets and stuffed them back into her waist at will, Jun Xuan smiled at Ximen Blowing Snow back.

Ximen Fuxue frowned, and directly reached out to clasp Jun Xuan's wrist and led her to the inner courtyard.

Pressing Jun Xuan on the seat, Ximen Fuxue took her wrist. After a while, his expression became a little solemn and said, "You are injured." ”

Ximen Chuixue is a superb doctor, Jun Xuan can't hide it, so he has to tell the truth about the battle with others. When mentioning the Jade Rakshasa, Ximen Fuxue's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he did not refute his "father and son" remarks. When Jun Xuan said that he had enlightenment under the guidance of Yu Tanyue, and the red lotus given by his master, Ximen Chuixue's face finally fluctuated.

Seeing this, Jun Xuan did not hesitate to hand the Chixiao Red Lotus in his hand to Ximen Fuxue.

Chixiao is an extremely angry sword, and Ximen Blowing Snow is also a very vicious person. When he held Chixiao in his hand, he only felt that the murderous aura around him was agitated, and the sword qi around him and the bloody aura of the sword itself could not be controlled. Chixiao kept moving in Ximen Blowing Snow's hands, and Ximen Blowing Snow's eyes also flashed blood red.

After a while, Ximen Fuxue's eyes regained clarity, and he exhaled a breath of turbid air and returned Chixiao to Jun Xuan. He glanced at Jun Xuan in a complicated way, and saw that the little girl standing with the sword looked as usual, and her temperament was like frost and snow, not stained with the blood of the red lotus in the red sky, but faintly suppressed and cleansed the sword.

"This sword is worthy of you."

Ximen Fuxue glanced at the long sword that almost provoked him to fall into the devil again, and said to Jun Xuan.

- Innocent and evil, innocent and bloody. Jun Xuan and Chixiao Red Lotus seem to be completely opposed, but she uses her body to purify the turbidity of the sword. Taoism has clouds: the source of turbidity for the pure. It can be seen that turbidity is dependent on each other, and one eliminates the other.

Therefore, Ximen Blowing Snow said that the Red Lotus of Chixiao is very worthy of Jun Xuan.

Jun Xuan was speechless, but he heard an embarrassing abdominal roar suddenly sound. Ximen Fuxue raised her eyes and glanced at Jun Xuan, and then pushed the pastry that Jun Xuan had picked up in front of her.

instructed his subordinates to bring Jun Xuan a bowl of hot porridge, and Ximen turned around and went back to the room.

The little guy who waited for Ximen to blow the snow was extremely clever, and his hands and feet were nimble. When Ximen Fuxue came out of the house, Jun Xuan was already sitting at the table scooping a bowl of white porridge made of milk.

Ximen Fuxue walked to Jun Xuan and sat down opposite, missed the chopsticks she used to pick up the plate of jasmine syrup, and pushed a drawer of soup dumplings in front of her, and said in a cold voice: "Eat, take medicine after meals." ”

Jun Xuan held her mouth slightly, but obediently ate a soup dumpling and a small half bowl of porridge.

After a short pause, Ximen Chuixue handed her a small jade bottle and said, "Eat one." After that, one capsule a day for a total of seven days will be cured. ”

Jun Xuan took it and thanked Ximen for blowing snow.

"If you really want to thank you, why don't you let me try your sword." Ximen Blowing Snow's gaze always fell on the red lotus, and his eyes were also a little eager to try. He once agreed with Jun Xuan that he would wait until he broke through and fought with Jun Xuan at the Pure Yang Sword Peak. After that, Jun Xuan completed the Pure Yang Sword Technique for him, and he was in retreat for a month, and there was a breakthrough at this moment. As early as when he participated in Jun Xuan's ceremony, he wanted to make an appointment with Jun Xuan.

However, because of the trust of Taiyin Zhenren, this matter was finally delayed.

When he learned the news of Jun Xuan's engagement to Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuixue was actually a little worried, he was worried that love would become a shackle on Jun Xuan's kendo, in that case, where should he find such an opponent? Is he destined to see the demeanor of the heavenly family of pure yang?

Until goodbye Jun Xuan, just the red lotus in her hand was enough to reassure Ximen Chuixue. He knew that this little girl had indeed changed her state of mind, but it was a step further.

Jun Xuan heard Ximen Fuxue's words, her eyes flashed slightly, and finally nodded solemnly: "Okay." ”

Simon Blowing Snow's eyes lit up and asked, "When?" ”

Jun Xuan thought for a moment, and finally could only say vaguely: "Recently." ”

Although there was no definite date for the battle, this result was enough to satisfy Simon Blowing Snow. There is only one Jun Xuan in this world, and Ximen Blowing Snow will go all out in the battle with her. Because it is important enough, it is not rushed.

After saying goodbye to Ximen Blowing Snow for the time being, Jun Xuan returned to Fu Ruixiang. At this moment, the ornaments on her robe had been embroidered. Jun Xuan took the medicine and changed her clothes again. After carefully examining the one-person-high bronze mirror for a moment, he walked out of Fu Ruixiang and walked towards his house.

As soon as Jun Xuan entered the house, she felt that the atmosphere was not right, the maids all looked at her with worried eyes, and Cui Mama ran to her side in three steps and two steps, patted her arm gently, and said resentfully: "You kid...... You kid, hey. As she spoke, Mama Cui turned her head away and secretly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Jun Xuan's heart sank, and she hurriedly went to pull Cui's hand.

Mama Cui grabbed Jun Xuan's hand, her other hand was still wiping her tears, and she couldn't speak for a long time. Mama Ye on the side was a little more sophisticated, she sighed, took her young lady's other hand, and led people to the house. As he walked, he said: "Miss doesn't care about us, it's just that the city lord finally came back earlier today, and the secret guard sent the city lord a piece of young lady's clothes, which are still full of blood!" The lord of the castle is going to die with fear. ”

Jun Xuan almost wanted to pat his head in remorse. She would deliberately avoid the secret guards of Baiyun City when she cleaned up those people in the rivers and lakes, but she stayed in Shengjing City for a long time, and it was inevitable that the secret guards would report her situation to her senior brother. She bothered to toss and turn for two hours, but forgot about it.

Being pulled all the way by Mama Ye to the outside of Ye Gucheng's room, Jun Xuan took a deep breath and finally pushed open the door of the room.

In the room, a man dressed in white held a small white robe in his hand, and he sat at the table, his whole body as straight as a sword. If it weren't for the whitening of the fingertips he was holding his robe, no one would know how angry he was now.

"Senior brother."

Jun Xuan walked in front of Ye Gucheng and stood upright—from beginning to end, she didn't even dare to look at her senior brother's amber eyes that were like a sea of clouds.