Chapter 113
Nan Yang was a little disgusted with the black robe that Qing Huan wore back, the color was a little too dark, she sent someone to get a set of her own white clothes to tell Qing Huan to change, and put on her own feather fur, and went to the library with her. Qinghuan put on Nanyang's clothes, smiled stupidly, and kept touching the placket of his clothes, secretly smelling Nanyang's body fragrance on the robe.
It's still the familiar scent of cool plum blossoms.
After the two of them arrived at the door of the library pavilion, the disciples guarding the door saw it and hurriedly saluted Nanyang: "I have seen Nanyang Zun. ”
"Hmm." Nan Yang responded lightly, took the umbrella and handed it to the disciple.
"Hey, this isn't Qinghuan's little junior sister......" The male disciple looked at Qinghuan in surprise.
Qinghuan bowed his head in friendliness. Nan Yang motioned for Qinghuan to go in with her, and said to the disciple, "Don't make a noise." ”
"Yes...... But ......" The male disciple wanted to speak and stopped, just wanted to remind them of something, but before he could say anything, the two of them had already walked in. He scratched his head helplessly and pursed his lips.
"It's been a long time." Qinghuan looked at the familiar bookshelves around him and smiled, "I can't remember what it was like when I first came back here." ”
"Do you miss it?" Nan Yang curled the corners of his lips.
"Nostalgic for ......" chuckled bitterly and shook his head, "I didn't know anything at that time, how comfortable I was to live." ”
"Don't think about anything, you don't have any other identity in the North Punishment, and you don't have to worry too much about things. No matter who you are outside, here you are my apprentice, and I am always there. ”
"I know." Qinghuan took Nan Yang's hand and squeezed it nostalgically.
When will they be able to live an ordinary life with peace of mind? She doesn't ask for anything, as long as she can follow Master, it doesn't matter what she does or where she goes, as long as she can follow Master.
I don't know why a thought suddenly popped up, maybe she shouldn't have come back, and when she came back, how could she be willing to leave.
Nan Yang let go of Qinghuan's hand and said, "You go to the rest area on the first floor and sit down, and I'll go get some books." ”
"Oh, good." Qinghuan nodded obediently.
Nan Yang suddenly stopped Qinghuan, who was about to leave: "Wait." ”
"What's wrong?" Qinghuan looked at Nan Yang and asked softly.
Nan Yang looked around and saw a few passing disciples looking over here, his face flushed, and he shook his head and said, "No...... Nothing, there you go. ”
Qinghuan understood Nan Yang's actions at a glance, she smiled, took a few steps forward, and put her arms around Nan Yang's neck at an angle that no one noticed, and quickly kissed her forehead.
"Master, are you satisfied?" chuckled.
Nan Yang didn't speak, just silently pushed away Qinghuan, and walked to get the book without saying a word, but the side face with long hair half-covered was still slightly red, and his fingers were nervously pinching half of the corners of his clothes.
She's always been so reserved and reserved.
Qinghuan shook his head helplessly, Master is like this, no matter what time it is, it can't be changed. Thinking about Nan Yang's appearance, she unconsciously hooked a smile on her lips, and slowly walked to the rest area on the first floor.
This area is exactly the same as it was back then, the gate used to be a screen, and around the screen there were two flower stands squatting on the left and right sides, each of which was hung with calligraphy and paintings. Qinghuan walked to the screen, looked at the paintings on the wall twice, and was about to step into the room, but suddenly heard the sound of two people talking inside.
"Why do you say that, senior brother?"
Qinghuan raised her eyebrows, feeling that this voice was very familiar, she looked through the gap in the screen, and it turned out that the familiar voice just now was Uncle Rong Huai. And opposite Master Rong Huai is Master Yu Xiu.
Yu Xiu sat on the top seat, holding a book in his hand, and his eyebrows were faint: "What did I say." ”
Rong Huai chuckled: "You and I have grown up together since childhood, do you still remember the feelings between you and me when we were young?" In recent years, the senior brother has taken over the responsibility of the heir to the head of the family, but he has become less and less concerned about his younger brothers and sisters. ”
"I've always had you in my heart." Yu Xiu raised his eyes and gently glanced at Rong Huai opposite.
"Then thank you to Senior Brother for his concern, with the blue eyes of the Master, I still have the leisure to take care of me and my little sister."
Yu Xiu's fingers clenched the book, and lowered his voice: "Rong Huai, don't think I don't know your ...... over the years."
Rong Huai's gaze suddenly turned a little colder: "Senior brother, I have to admit that your strength is indeed very strong, but it has been too long since we last sparred, I don't know your current details, just as you don't know my current details." ”
“…… Shape up or ship out. Yu Xiu replied to the point of stopping.
"You've never really taken me to heart, have you, have you always felt like I'm the ...... you can't beat you"
"Rong Huai, you have lived for so many years, why is your state of mind still as unprecipitated as back then? He was so gentle in front of others, and he would carry a gun and a stick whenever he talked to me. Yu Xiu frowned unhappily.
Rong Huai wanted to speak and stopped, and finally chuckled: "It's the junior brother who has overcome, and the senior brother is not surprised." ”
Yu Xiu was silent for a while, and then said: "You don't know how to restrain yourself all these years, just turn your edge back, don't regret it when the water is difficult to recover in the future." ”
Rong Huai tightened his back molars, lowered his head and did not respond to Yu Xiu's words.
Qinghuan retracted her gaze in a daze, blinking inexplicably, how could she not know that there was still a festival between the master and the second uncle, but it was not a festival. But...... It's better to get out of here first, after all, with her current status, it's still very embarrassing for others to see it.
Suddenly, a hand put on her shoulder, and she shook violently, and hurriedly turned to look.
It turned out that Nan Yang came down with a few books, and she half-hugged Qinghuan's shoulder and led her inside: "What are you doing standing here?" Go in and sit down. ”
Before Qinghuan could stop the exit, he was half-pushed into the room by Nan Yang. Yu Xiu and Rong Huai both looked at this side suddenly, and their brows were locked.
Nan Yang didn't expect to be able to meet his two senior brothers here, and the atmosphere became delicate for a while. She was stunned for a moment, then reacted, silently walked in front of Qinghuan to block her behind, and said politely: "Senior Brother Yu Xiu, Senior Brother Rong Huai." ”
Yu Xiuyan looked at Qinghuan behind Nan Yang, his face was not very good-looking, and he immediately closed the book in his hand and stood up and walked out. When he passed by Nan Yang's side, he said: "Nan Yang, some people should not stay, don't be delusional." ”
With that, he took the book and walked away. Rong Huai was still sitting in his original position, and smiled softly at Nanyang: "Nanyang, sit down." Xiao Qinghuan also sits, don't take Senior Brother's words to heart. You can do whatever you come to do, just be careful not to let the master see it. ”
Nan Yang nodded, and pulled Qinghuan to sit down on the side. Rong Huai looked at Qing Huan and smiled inexplicably: "Xiao Qinghuan is not staying in the East China Sea, why did he come to the north to be punished?" ”
"I ......" snorted in embarrassment, not knowing how to pick it up.
"Senior brother has a saying that is still right, don't force you to stay if you shouldn't stay, Nanyang, you have always been very smart, don't let the floating huan in front of you blind." Rong Huai's point was very vague, and it was also much more softened by the stiff tone of Xiu. Nan Yang only said, "I know, senior brother." ”
Rong Huai smiled again, closed the book and stood up, slowly pacing out of the room.