Chapter Seventy-One: Holding the Hand of the Son and Growing Old with the Son
Su Wangge secretly glanced at Shen Qinghan and found that except for his earlobes, which were red and about to drip blood, everything else behaved extremely normal, and he didn't mean to get drunk for half a minute.
Su Wangge asked tentatively, "Senior brother, are you going to bed?"
Shen Qinghan nodded, but consciously stood up and walked to her side, lowered his waist, pulled her sleeves and walked to the bed.
Su Elegy: ......
The two of them had fought hard enough just now, and with injuries on his body, she really couldn't do anything to him. Let's just rely on him for the time being, and I'll sneak away later.
Shen Qinghan let her sleep inside, and Su Wangge slowly moved inside with a red face, looking at him with a fluttering look.
Shen Qinghan didn't get into bed immediately, but put the bed net, and suddenly pulled hard, tearing off a lanyard on the bed net, and then he was a little embarrassed to get into the bed net, and the red on his ears was even on his face.
Su Elegy said in his heart: Now I know that I am shy!
Shen Qinghan sat on the bed, his expression was in a mess, he pulled Su Elegy's hands and tied the lanyard he had just ripped off to Su Elegy's slender wrist.
Su Elegy: ......
It's okay, let him be, anyway, she has a hundred ways to break free.
Shen Qinghan said in a low voice, "Bang Bang always runs around, I want to tie you up and let you only be by my side"
Su Wangge blushed when he heard this, this person was drunk and said something that made people blush and heartbeat!
After tying it up, he tied the remaining end of the lanyard to the head of the bed, and then he lay down contentedly, stretched out his hand and waved it outside the bed tent, the burning light went out, and the room was dark, except for the sound of the two people's small breathing.
Su Elegy: ......
It's okay, she hasn't seen any strong winds and waves!
Shen Qinghan turned sideways and said, "Will Bang Bang take advantage of my sleep and leave?"
Su Elegy said helplessly in his heart: If I don't leave, we may not have to see each other again in the future!
"Don't go"
"I don't believe it"
"And how do you believe it?"
"You fall asleep first"
"I'm already asleep"
"Then why are you still talking?"
“......”
"Bang Bang?"
“......”
"Are you asleep?"
"Hmm"
Shen Qinghan stretched out his hand and gently pressed it between Su Wangge's forehead, and Su Wangge felt sleepy for a while and fell asleep. One second before falling asleep, Su Wangge's heart was infinitely cold: ...... You're ruthless.
Realizing that Su Wangge was indeed asleep, Shen Qinghan lay back and fell asleep in a proper manner.
The two of them spent the night like this.
At about the beginning of the day, Su Wangge woke up slowly, and the sky was still a little dark when he opened his eyes. Su Wangge laboriously bit the rope that tied her with her mouth, rubbed her somewhat sore hands, got out of bed carefully, and gently pushed open the door and walked out of Shen Qinghan's Hanfeng Residence like a thief.
Shen Qinghan drank more wine last night than he could bear, and he didn't wake up until mid-day.
It was difficult to open his sour eyes, his head hurt uncomfortably, and he sat up with some effort, Shen Qinghan rubbed his temples.
When he lifted the bed curtain and walked out, he saw a wine bottle lying on the floor, and a wine bottle on the table, and two glasses.
Shen Qinghan was puzzled: Is it because he drank so badly?
I looked at myself and found that I had even changed my clothes, and I felt some pain in my chest.
Thinking that yesterday was the day of viewing, my own crazy disease attacked again, and it should have been cut by myself.
Shen Qinghan said in his heart: Maybe the clothes were changed by yourself, and the ointment may have been applied by yourself, but you must have forgotten it after drinking. Yes, exactly.
Pushing open the door and walking out, the fierce eyes were extremely dazzling, and it took a while to get used to it. After washing up for a while, I went to see the disciples who were practicing, gave a few random pointers, and then planned to go back.
When he went back, he met his apprentice Ji Feiyue who was walking towards him.
Shen Qinghan was quite satisfied with this apprentice, but in more than a hundred years, this apprentice had already cultivated to the Golden Pill, and he was also accomplished in alchemy, and he was already an intermediate alchemist. Su Elegy's vision is indeed good.
Ji Feiyue called "Master"
Shen Qinghan nodded slightly and left directly, but Ji Feiyue asked, "Master, when did Senior Aunt Su leave when she came to look for you last night?
Shen Qinghan's body stiffened, and he asked a little unnaturally, "Did your Senior Aunt Su come last night?"
"I've been here, haven't you seen it?"
Shen Qinghan suddenly felt like he was electrocuted, and he didn't answer Ji Feiyue's words, and walked away stiffly.
What the hell happened yesterday? Why can't he remember anything!
After a few days, Shen Qinghan had nothing to do and sorted out his books in the study. Ji Feiyue walked in with a plate of tea, and when she saw Shen Qinghan busy working, she asked, "Master, can you help me?"
Shen Qinghan glanced at her lightly and said, "You help me put the pile of books at your feet in the bookcase."
"Good"
Ji Feiyue flipped through it, and a note fell out of it, picked it up and looked at it, looking surprised.
This is the word of the world she used to live in!
She ran to Shen Qinghan with some unsteady steps, and asked eagerly, "Master, who gave this to you?"
Shen Qinghan frowned, quickly snatched it over, and put it away.
"What's this, you ask?"
"Master, you must tell me who wrote this, it's important to me!" Ji Feiyue's tone was even more eager, and her expression was a little nervous.
"Is that a sentence?" asked Shen Qinghan.
"Yes, can Shizun tell who it is?" Shizun kept not telling her who it was, making her more and more anxious, and she could clearly hear her heartbeat.
"What do you mean?" Shen Qinghan asked again, as if he couldn't see Ji Feiyue's anxious appearance at all.
"The poetic part is the meaning of 'holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son', can the master tell who it is now?"
After Shen Qinghan listened, his brain paused for a moment, and then he hurriedly ran out.
Looking at Shizun's appearance, Ji Feiyue forgot that she was in a hurry, and shouted helplessly: "Shizun, can you tell me who it is first?"
Shen Qinghan didn't even use his sword, and flew directly to Yun Qingfeng with mana.
Su Elegy...... Did you like me a hundred years ago?
Shen Qinghan, who came to Su Elegy's Liulanju, did not find Su Elegy, and asked her apprentice, saying that Su Elegy had gone out with a donkey and a wolf in the morning.
Shen Qinghan went back, but when he came back, Su Wangge still didn't come back. He walked casually in Su Elegy's Liulan residence, and as he walked, he came to the small pond on that side.
The water is not very clear, but you can see through the moss-covered rocks at the bottom. Grass grew all around the pond, a green willow tree swayed in the wind, and a few thin willows hung down to the water, making ripples. There are also a few lotus flowers in the pond, white, pink, and the dozen or so black grass carp have been circling, very cheerful.
The breeze gently blew his hair, his plain white clothes also fluttered lightly, and there was a faint but difficult to hide joy on his handsome face.
Like Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly, he thought it was an empty dream, but he found that it was a gift, which could be held in his hand, put in his heart, hugged in his arms, and grown old together.