Fan Cheng clasped his left arm on the trunk of the tree, his head resting on his arm, the fist in his hand tightened more and more, and his knuckles were already white. Suddenly, he felt a sharp ice on the back of his neck, and something with snow was stuffed into his back collar, and he was so excited that he hurriedly took it off with his hands, only to find that it was a plum branch that had just been broken.

He looked at Mingyun in a daze.

Mingyun turned his face slightly, looked at the treetops next to him, and said, "My father once said that boys shouldn't cry like this. She pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth pressed down, paused, curled her hands and heels behind her back, and said: "Anyway, if I do, if someone dares to bully my younger siblings, I will bully back, if I can't beat it, I will go to find a helper, if there is no helper, then first record the account for them, and wait for a while before fighting." ”

Fan Cheng was stunned for a moment, his clenched fist was released, he tilted his head up, took a deep breath at the night sky, and let out a long sigh, at this time his body was already covered with snow, like a snowman, but he himself didn't care. He held the plum blossom, gently rubbed the rough bark of the plum branch with his index finger and thumb, and began to tell Mingyun the truth in a deep voice.

"My fair lady recently got a famous breed of puppy, said to be a puppy, but the size is not small, the fangs have grown, very fierce, the dog thing relies on the owner's momentum, biting people everywhere. Today, my fair lady came to Dongrui Hall and picked up the dog, but she didn't enter the house, and let the slave and maid hold it in the backyard. When Zhixuan left, I released the dog, she had done it before, and she knew that Zhixuan was afraid of it. The dog was very fierce, and kept chasing Zhixuan to bite, and his ankle was bitten blood. As he spoke, his breath became short, obviously unusually angry. Zhixuan is his sister-in-law, the oldest among the daughters of this generation, and she is a sister!

He continued: "When I heard my sister's frightened voice, I ran to see it. At that time, my fair lady was still laughing, encouraging the dog to chase and bite. In a fit of rage, I kicked the beast and left with Zhixuan. At this time, Fan Cheng smiled coldly, revealing a gloomy expression that did not match his age, and said, "Do you know, as a result, halfway through, Fan Chang and Miao also specially brought a vicious dog that stood up and was one person tall to bite us. He showed the bite marks on his wrist to Mingyun, he rolled up his sleeves again, and there was a deeper bite mark on his little arm, and the young man's slender arm and the deep blood hole were put together, which made the scar even more shocking.

Mingyun held Fan Cheng's arm, looked at Fan Cheng with wide eyes, and asked, "Is it Miao and Fan Chang?" You're their brother! "These two are the children of the third uncle, Fan Chang is the elder brother, and the aunt is the younger sister.

"Brother? When did they treat me as a brother? Fan Cheng sneered.

Mingyun remembered the events of the day, and remembered the little girl who didn't dare to raise her head when she was bullied, and couldn't help but angrily lift the cloak and hat on her head, and said, "It's really too much, it's just disrespectful." ”

"My sister was bullied, and as my brother, not only can't I help her get it back, but I also have to trouble you to give me a head, so how can my brother have face." Fan Cheng clenched his fists and said.

"And what are you going to do?" Mingyun asked rhetorically.

"As you said, cousin, they bullied my younger siblings, and I will bully them back, and one day, I will get it back with interest." When Fan Cheng said this, there was a hint of hatred in his eyes, and the plum blossom branch in his hand seemed to tremble, and said, "Cousin, it's getting dark, you should go back to the yard earlier, this plum blossom ..... Just send it to me. ”

After Fan Cheng finished speaking, he gave Mingyun a salute, then turned around and left, Mingyun looked at his back, still so slender, but it seemed that there was something more.

"Let's go back to the yard too." Mingyun's chest was stuffy, and when he looked around, the beautiful scenery of the garden full of flowers became less attractive.

Ah Wei stepped forward, bent down to carefully brush the snow off Mingyun's head, and tied her cloak and hat. Since Aunt Bai left, Ah Wei has become more and more cautious in her words and deeds, and seems to have grown a lot overnight, she said softly: "This is another end of snow, you can't do this next time, in case it freezes, it's uncomfortable but yourself." ”

"I really don't want to live in Xinjiang, I want to go back to Quwo." Mingyun's eyes drooped down, and his mouth pursed.

"Master, bear with me, we can leave for back in a few years." Ah Wei thought about it, sighed slowly, and said one more word: "Madame probably doesn't want to go back so early." ”

Mingyun pulled the hood down hard, wrapped his cheeks, and responded in a deep voice: "I know, I don't ask." However, I always felt panicked and had a premonition that something big was going to happen. ”

And Fan Cheng returned to his yard, standing in the yard, he could hear his father's hoarse cough, the bitter smell of medicine has never been interrupted all year round, since his father was sick three years ago, everything about him has changed. He knew that in order not to let his father and mother worry about their affairs anymore, his sister must not have told his mother, but secretly hid in the room to treat the wounds. He walked through the cloister and the water pavilion, stopped in front of his sister Zhixuan's door, and knocked on the door.

The little maid opened the door, and Zhixuan was drugging her ankle with tears in her eyes, fortunately, the puppy's strength was not too big, and the wound was not deep, but on her sister's snow-white and delicate ankle, it was so dazzling that it made him feel distressed for a while. He thought that he was lucky that he had blocked the bite of the big dog for her, but fortunately he was bitten, fortunately.

When Zhixuan saw Fan Cheng, she choked up and shouted, "Brother." ”

Fan Cheng walked to the bed and handed the plum blossom in his hand to Zhixuan. A faint fragrance filled her nose, and the beautiful white plum blossoms on the plum branches made Zhixuan forget to cry all of a sudden, and reached out to her eyes.

"Xuan'er, listen to me, one day, my brother will not let anyone bully you again, I swear." Fan Cheng clenched his teeth and swore with his fists fiercely.

"Brother, how can she bully me like this." Zhixuan buried her head in Fan Cheng's arms aggrievedly, grabbed Fan Cheng's clothes and sobbed quietly.

"One day, I'll make them pay." Fan Cheng hugged his sister tightly and swore lowly.

After Mingyun returned to Miaoyuan, it was not too early. Under the auspices of Ah Wei, the slaves and maids were busy preparing bathing things for Mingyun.

There was a white mist in the bath, and Mingyun was lying on the edge of the pool, her cheeks slightly flushed under the steaming hot water. She recalled the pitcher at the dinner tonight, she turned out to be the final winner, if she was in the original state of mind, she might lose a mess, how could she win. She sank into the water, her back against the edge of the pool, and only her head was exposed. She knew in her heart that Handan Ji deliberately let her go today, thinking of this, she sank into the water a little more, and the corners of her mouth raised under the water little by little.

It snowed all night, and the next day it was a little overcast, and small snowflakes fluttered in the wind one by one. The road that had been swept before dawn was covered with a thin layer of snow, and the snowdrifts on both sides of the road were piled higher.

Mingyun heard Awei's report early in the morning, and Fan Ming was beaten again last night. When she heard such news early in the morning, she laughed straight away. She was waited to change into a dark green narrow-sleeved beard with silver trim, and a pearl strap-on of the same color was tied around her head. Just after finishing dressing up, the next person came to report that Nan Dong, the attendant next to Fan Ming, had come over.

After listening to Nandong's intentions, Mingyun laughed even more.

Mingyun smiled and asked, "He really can't write a word?" ”

Nan Dong said: "The master stayed up all night in front of the lights last night, and he wrote half an article, but he really couldn't write it." He didn't want me to go directly to Ziji and them, I was afraid that it would be too obvious, so he wanted you to do me a favor. ”

Mingyun laughed for a while, Fan Ming actually begged her to go to the guest house to find Ziji and them to help him cheat and write a strategy, she could imagine Fan Ming's scratching of his ears and cheeks.

Mingyun immediately put on a cloak and went to the guest house, and asked Nandong to wait for her in Miaoyuan.

When Mingyun entered the gate of the guest house, she found that the three brothers were practicing swords in the courtyard. The snow in the yard had been cleared and piled up next to the tree roots. The three people in the courtyard practiced the same set of swordsmanship, wearing the same light cyan suit, the hairband and cuff were all the same color dark blue, neat and uniform, the sword sound was experienced, and it was very vigorous. And among the three, the most exquisite swordsmanship is Ziji who stands at the forefront.

His moves are swift and imposing, and he pays attention to the fact that he is fast and unbreakable, and his slender and vigorous posture seems to be full of infinite power, and the cold bronze long sword is swung at his speed, and the blue light is slashed in the air.

Mingyun stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked a little stunned, because this picture was really good-looking.

Ziji saw Mingyun come in early in the morning and smiled at her, but the movements did not stop, but continued to practice a set of swordsmanship. When he finished practicing a set, Ziji stopped his movements, pulled out a beautiful sword flower from the long sword, and carried it behind his back. He turned his head to look at Zigu and Zizhang, and instructed: "I'll entertain, you continue to practice, don't be distracted." After that, I met Mingyun.

Ziji's long black hair was tied high, and the pale cyan hairband fluttered gently in the winter wind, and at this time he had just finished practicing the sword, and the corners of his forehead were dripping with fine sweat. The winter morning sun shone on his face, as if gilded with a pale golden glow.

Mingyun looked at Ziji's handsome face, and his heart thumped several times. She squeezed the palm of her hand, lowered her head slightly, and suddenly felt a sense of nervousness in her heart.

"Why are you here? But the tassels are braided? Ziji asked her with a smile.

Mingyun pursed his lips, raised his head, glared at him, and said, "No." ”

"Oh?" Ziji raised her eyebrows, "Then what are you doing here?" ”

"Can't I come except to bring you tassels?" Mingyun pursed his lips unconsciously.

"Naturally not, I'm glad whenever you come. However, you owe me a tassel, and I always think about it, and when I see you coming, I unconsciously open my mouth. Ziji said. His voice is warm and very pleasant to listen to.

Mingyun snorted lightly, but the corners of his mouth couldn't suppress the smile, and said, "It's early, I don't know how to make it up, when I learn it, when will I talk about it." And, don't forget, you owe me one, too. She raised her eyes to look at Ziji, and said, "Eh, look, I owe you one, and you owe me one, so we might as well settle it." The matter of betting, why don't you just avoid both? ”

Ziji took a step forward, got closer, and asked Mingyun, "What do you mean?" ”

Mingyun didn't reply directly, only pursed his lips and snorted.

Ziji asked again: "Ask you, what do you think in your heart?" ”