In the early morning, she suddenly remembered something, the opening of the third world, the existence of cracks.

In that world, if there is no sunshine, then ...... How does Feng Duanya know that Wu Wuqing and Qiao Nan have something to do with it? One of them is in the past, and the other is in the future, and Feng Xuanya is from the past to the gap in time, he knows the things of the Xuanjie Method, but-Wu Wuqing will not have anything to do with Qiao Nan at all, it is impossible for the two of them to create any intersection in a short period of time, the era they live in is not the same at all? Even if there is any connection, it will be broken at the touch of a button, and it will be in jeopardy.

It's all too chaotic! It's inscrutable.

For the people who appeared in the gap between the third world, she would not have a memory of their faces, this is the rule and agreement of the Xuanjie Method, if she meets them again, she will be able to know or understand where Qiao Nan is in this world.

Ye Feng stopped thinking confused, picked up the teacup and bumped it.

"Leaf ...... What about the wind stopping? Wu Wuqing said, just now he opened his eyes and got dressed.

"Miss Ye has just woken up for a while before you, in the pavilion, playing the guzheng!" Xiao Qingdao didn't reveal any information about Ye Fengzhi who gave her yesterday, and her worried expression was all hidden in her heart, uneasy, but as usual. The only thing she has to do to stay by Childe's side is to stick to her duty.

"Oh, got it." Wu Wuqing replied.

Yesterday, I felt someone in the haze, was it Ye Fengzhu who helped him untie his clothes and bandage his wounds?

Ay...... Yesterday I only shed a little blood, why did I become so weak and sleep so dead later? If he could come to his senses at that time, he would be able to see with his own eyes that she cared about him, and helped him clean up the blood stains and bandage him little by little.

Wu Wuqing looked at her, as if sensing something different about her, but didn't think about it. He's not the kind of person who gets caught up in the little details, which only makes him feel more unhappy and unrelieved.

"Childe, when Miss Ye helped you bandage your wounds last night, she shed tears!" Little Qingdao.

"Oh, I know." Wu Wuqing said indifferently on the surface, but secretly happy in his heart.

"Did Childe accidentally touch the blade...... I've never seen him hurt so carelessly before......" Xiaoqing thought to herself, worried about his wounds.

Usually there are maids to take care of the son's daily life, but now that Miss Ye is here, the son actually got up and dressed himself regardless of his physical safety.

"Don't say I'm awake yet...... Wu Wuqing said, the warm sunlight falling on his face, making him slightly hot and his throat a little hoarse.

"Yes, Childe." Xiaoqing promised, Childe was so fascinated by her, he must have lied to see how Miss Ye was worried about him!

played a song, and the pavilion was suddenly empty and silent.

Ye Feng stopped and wanted to see how Wu Wuqing was doing.

"Xiaoqing, he ...... Awake? Ye Feng stopped asking.

"Not ...... yet," Xiaoqing replied, looking at her.

He tugged at her hand, she was worried and absent-minded, not the purest appearance he expected, but he still endured the uncomfortable look and hugged her in his arms, urgent breathing and heartbeat. What pleased him the most at this moment was that she was still by his side, shedding tears for him, even if it was just a drop; The saddest thing for him was that she left him.

Master Qingxia laid out the quilt with a leisurely face, the sun stinged but mild due to the cool breeze, it was the prelude to the storm, a dark cloud loomed in the distance, and on the juju field, it was the enthusiastic chase of the water and the male servants, due to the temporary lack of manpower, Meteor, Wushuang, Guanglan, etc. formed a women's team, among which several male servants were also involved, including Zhou Yuan.

"We've fought this one, let's get out!" Zhou Yuan said.

"I don't think it's going to rain, otherwise what kind of quilt would I dry here?" Master Qingxia reprimanded, "The sky will be clear in a while, haven't you heard that the sun in the east and the rain in the west?" ”

"Oh......" Zhou Yuan replied.

"Keep playing!" Pour water, put down the burden, and travel lightly.

In the distance, dark clouds were dense, dust and smoke were everywhere, and the "booming" thunder resounded in the ears.

"Meteor, stop fighting, Miss Huanghua's ...... Come here, I have something to tell you! "Mrs. Chen Daifa said, her facial features are quite similar to Dumping Shui Ran, her eyes are deep and charming, and the bridge of her nose is firm, after all, she is a biological mother and son, and her temperament is also a little similar.

"Hmm." Meteor responded, flattered.

"Let me ask you, can he be safe during the days when I am not here?"

"Excuse me, ma'am...... Said ...... Who? The meteor swallowed, stared at the eyebrows and said, not daring to look directly at the lady's gaze.

"Second young master, don't you girls like to inquire about the young master?" Madame said.

"I don't dare ......," Meteor said.

"No problem, when did I say you were at fault? Why be so cautious?" Madame said, raising her hand to lift her smooth and clear jaw, "Raise your head......"

"Hmm." The meteor cautiously raised his eyes to look at it, and his eyes were clear and moving.

Madame sighed, as if this time it was too tactful.

"Young Master An'an is divided, the rules are decent, there is nothing to overdo - it's not too much." Meteor said flatly.

"What did he do restless again?" Madame wondered.

Meteor hesitated for a moment before he poured out, with a hint of excitement in his heart, "Isn't it just that I like a restless woman, hug and hug in front of the public, and then sleep and eat badly for several days in a row - all because of that woman, I turned to Wu Wuqing's arms, which made the young master cry sadly." ”

"I said how he lost a few pounds." Madame said, chuckled, and captivated the country and the city, "I want to see which girl is so magical to hook the soul of my son-in-law!" ”

Meteor was silent, and then catered in an instant: "Miss Ye is very gentle and considerate, and she is captivating the country and the city."

Madame looked at her and thought to herself, it was time to settle down.

Pouring water and taking off the wet juju clothes casually, causing the maids to scream, but the meteor was secretly sad, regretting that she was too anxious, but stealing chickens and rice, she turned to look at them, Wushuang, Haiyan and other maids stood aside, covering their faces and pretending to be reserved.

It's boring!

The sky turned clear and cloudless, the sun shone through a gap, revealing the earth, everyone suddenly felt that the body and mind were open, stretching their muscles and bones, and their faces were open, "......", there was still a faint cool breeze blowing from the rainy side, a trace of sadness jumped up the watery nose, slightly touched, he stared at the colorful sky, the purple clouds could not be touched.

She is also untouchable......

"Mother, what's wrong?" Pour water and look at the solemn color of the lady.

"You're still ...... Embarrassed to ask me? I haven't cared about you all these years, you're about to be lawless, you don't care about your face, I still care! Now come with me inside the house and have a good talk! Madame said.

"You're not going to listen to the wind or the rain again, are you?" Pour the water and follow her as she walked.

"In short, I not only heard from the people in the house, but also from the people in the city...... What kind of wind did you get together with that leaf? "Is she pretty?" What kind of identity? Quiet or lively?"

Pouring water smiled slightly, happy for a moment, but silent, that smile was a kind of indifferent laughter, a kind of laughter with irony.

Madame shook her head and sighed, "You have changed, pour water!" You're no longer the son I've always had in my mind. ”

"Really?" "Haven't I always been so half-hearted?" Never really got anyone I liked......"

"I abandoned her a...... It's nothing. ”

"I knew what kind of person you were!" She said bitterly.

"I thought you were a person who had a beginning and an end, if you liked a thing, or if you liked a person, you would persevere, and you were ......like that since you were a child," she said, recalling the innocent, lively and lovely appearance of Dump Shui Ran when he was a child, although he liked the same when he saw it, he was curious about all things, big and small, but in the end he would stick to the same thing he liked the most, no matter how difficult it was, how much he suffered, he had to endure the heat or winter, insist on running on the Keju field, and win the last ball!

"Forget it, don't say so much!" She said coldly, she didn't want her son to become like that.

She thought he already had the answer, and she could see the blood and light in his eyes as he chased his dream of becoming a swordsman.

Ye Feng stopped wiping and twisting the strings, and outside the pavilion, Wu Wuqing raised his sword and danced, dancing in white clothes.

She doesn't laugh, and neither does he.

"Give me the sword." Wu Wuqing Road.

"What kind of sword is this?" He asked, glancing quickly.

"Qiongyu, my master took it for it." Ye Feng stopped raising his eyes and stared at Wu Wuqingdao.

"It's good-looking, just like you." Wu Wuqing said without thinking.

Ye Feng blushed after a pause.

"I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing...... Wu Wuqing said subconsciously, at a loss, as if he had done something wrong, his eyes had nowhere to put his eyes.

There was a silence in the air.

"I teach you swordsmanship, which is also what my master taught me, but - I have integrated my own experience and understanding in it, swordsmanship is gentle and delicate, not impetuous, and it is very suitable for girls to practice." Wu Wuqing Road.

"Hmm." Ye Feng stopped.

Wu Wuqing raised one of her arms, and Ye Fengzhu asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Can I touch it......" Wu Wuqing said.

"Hmm......" Ye Feng stopped.

Then, Wu Wuqing picked up a black gauntlet engraved with a purple flower vine pattern and put it on her smooth arm, securing the sleeves to fit perfectly.

Ye Feng's gaze stopped on his body, his face, he cared for and cared for himself silently, and there had never been a second person so considerate of her.

She stretched out her arms and gently hugged his waist, held her breath close to his chest, and said, "Thank you."

I don't know why, there was a pain in his heart.

She shouldn't say "thank you" to him, but "promise by example", isn't he enough to repay these four words?

"In the future, let me protect you, okay?" Wu Wuqing said, the long eyelashes drooped down, pouring brilliance, contributing to the ink shadow, and the magnetic voice was full of tenderness, enough to fall in love, so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

“…… Good. She hesitated.

Wu Wuqing pretended to be happy, smiled, flashed tears, wiped away the gloom, and buried her head in her warm and hot chest, the number one swordsman in the world and a man with a heart. He knows, he understands......

"Let's practice swords!" Wu Wuqing pulled her away.

"Good!" Ye Feng stopped.

Pouring water through the willow lane, passers-by hurriedly, "What a handsome son!" Come ......in, come in," shouted the green-eyed and red-faced bustard, playing a shabby fan.

"I'm sorry, I went the wrong way." Pouring water through the window, he blushed for a while, stopped and leaned into the bustard, "By the way, you have an ugly ...... here." Is it a good thing? ”

"Hah...... Childe, your taste is so unique! You've really come to the right place, I'm here in a strange shape, there are all kinds of strange things, you can choose, you can choose, I'm afraid it doesn't meet your noble appetite. The old bustard said.

"I'm afraid it's not enough...... Count yourself in! He said.

The old bustard said suspiciously, and slapped the fan that had lost its wings: "Son, what do you want to do?" I don't like that anymore! ”

"You'll find out when you come." Pouring water signaled, with a ghost idea in his heart.