"Uncle~......." The little girl was washing the two clothes that Chu Yun had changed out of yesterday under the porch, and when she saw him slowly walking in from outside, she immediately raised her little face.

Xiangji came out of it, looked at him and said with a smile: "Xianggong is back~, have you eaten~, if you don't~, I will immediately order the kitchen to do it~." ”

"Hmm~, I've eaten it~." Chu Yun whispered, then slowly walked into the room, and said tiredly: "I'm a little tired~, I'll take a nap~, if there's nothing to do~, don't let people disturb me~." ”

A hint of doubt appeared on Xiangji's face, but she still nodded.

The little girl Yu'er washed her hands and ran in, muttering quietly while making the bed.

This year's Qixi Festival, we must let Uncle Chen help them build a begging building that is taller than last year, a few little maids in the house have been saying these days how tall and beautiful the begging buildings of those rich and noble families in Kyoto are~, their own homes must not be compared to others~.

"Is the Qixi Festival coming soon~?" Chu Yun took off his coat, muttered, looked at the little girl and asked, "What day is it today~?" ”

The little girl counted with her fingers, and then said after a while: "It's June 18~." ”

When he heard this number, Chu Yun was stunned for a long time before he sighed, and then a faint voice came.

"It's June 18~......, it's been a whole year~."

After the little girl Yu'er closed the door softly, she stood at the door of the room and listened for a while, but she didn't hear any other movement inside, and muttered in a confused whisper: "What year has it been~?" ”

"Nothing happened today, did you~?" Inside the courtyard, Xiangji looked at Yan Chuchu and asked suspiciously.

"I don't know~." Yan Chuchu shook her head slightly, she didn't enter the palace with Chu Yun today, he became like this after he came out, and he didn't know what was going on at all~?

Xiangjin didn't ask again, but when he looked at the closed door, he couldn't help but feel a little worried on his face.

I don't know why, when he came out of the palace, Chu Yun felt very tired, especially after hearing Yu'er talk about today's day...... this tiredness was not only physical, but also psychological, lying comfortably in bed, the double fatigue was released, he just wanted to sleep like this for a long time.

Sensing that the atmosphere in the mansion was not quite right, the maids of the Viscount's Mansion were very careful these days.

There is no little maid to discuss what will happen to the Qixi Mansion in half a month, the lord has not stepped out of the courtyard for several days, Miss Yu'er's face is full of worry, the second lady has never had a good face, and even the lady's face can occasionally see a trace of sadness.

The people under the maid worked lightly, lest they make a little noise.

Chu Yun was lying on the bed, looking a little haggard, he had actually slept enough in the past few days, but he still felt very tired.

Since that special day, I don't know where the negative emotions are hidden in my body suddenly explode, and I feel that everything is boring except sleeping.

But even if you fall asleep, you can't live peacefully, and there will always be something weird in your mind.

For a while, I dreamed that he was sitting in a bus in ancient clothes, and he was greeted by the surprised and scrutinizing eyes of the people on the bus; For a while, I dreamed that he was wearing Adidas sportswear, standing on top of the court with headphones plugged in his ears, and the songs in the headphones were pop songs, and then looking back, it was the King of Shu who was sitting on the dragon chair and looking at him with mocking eyes; After a while, the long-lost nagging voice of his parents would ring in his ears, and when he was forced to marry once, he found a woman from the street in a fit of anger and brought her home, and the woman had the same face as the incense mark .......

Similar images and pictures often appear in his mind, and sometimes he is lying comfortably on the rocking chair in Cuiliuzhai, the little girl Yu'er is pinching his shoulders for him behind him, and in front of him is the graceful figure of Yan Chuchu dancing with a sword, and the corner of his eye can see the pretty figure of the fragrance mark in the kitchen is busy~.......

Then, the hateful faces of Qin Yan and the King of Shu will appear in due time, and then they will wake up, eat, and continue to be sleepy after eating, and so on~!

"What should I do~, my uncle has been sleeping for five whole days~." The little girl Yu'er sat anxiously on the stone bench in the courtyard, her little face full of sadness.

In addition to liking to sleep, my uncle didn't have any other abnormalities, at first I thought my uncle was sick, and then even the imperial doctor in the palace invited, but the imperial doctor couldn't tell what was wrong, and he didn't even open a prescription, and said that his uncle himself was the best doctor, what a broken doctor, and the medical skills he learned were all lies~! Hum~~!

A figure with hands behind her back slowly walked out of the house, and the little girl hurriedly ran over.

Xiangji, who had been waiting outside, immediately walked over and asked anxiously, "Fourth uncle~, how is he~?" ”

The old man waved his hand slowly and said, "This is his own magic barrier~, and it will naturally pass when he walks out~, if he can't get out~......." ”

The fourth uncle didn't finish his words, and left the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

"How is this possible~, Xianggong's martial arts are not high~, how can he encounter a magic barrier~, how can he ~!" Incense Marks glanced tenderly at the room, and his face turned a little pale.

Yan Chuchu's knuckles holding the Qiushui Sword were slightly pale, and there was some panic in his heart for no reason, this trace of panic even exceeded the time when the two of them had a cold war not long ago.

She couldn't help but think of last year's Qixi Festival, and remembered the side she had never seen that she had never seen when he was alone, so that he had always existed~?

What is he lonely about~?

Chu Yun felt that he was already very tired and tired, his forehead was covered with sweat, and many wounds on his body were oozing blood, but he never put down the autumn water in his hand.

Because there were countless people in front of him, ten Qin madmen, ten Shu kings, ten Li Gang, and countless men with scars on their faces, he slashed one by one, and kept slashing and killing until he was exhausted and fell to the ground weakly.

He saw the two Qin madmen pounce on him with weird smiles on their faces, the King of Shu sneered behind his back, and Li Gang held his sword and looked at ......him coldly.

At the critical moment, Chu Yun silently recited in his heart: 'Ruyi~, follow my heart~, quickly manifest the spirit~......." ’

Then, a pretty figure appeared.

A white and slender jade hand grasped the Qiushui sword, white-clothed, one person and one sword, his eyes were full of sword light, one Qin madman fell, two Qin maniacs fell, and all the ten Shu kings fell, and after a while, only the pretty figure standing in front of him was left.

At this moment, the woman turned around, turned her back to the corpse on the ground, and slowly stretched out her hand to him.

Chu Yun raised his hand with great difficulty, held her hand tightly, and then woke up.

He saw Yan Chuchu standing in front of the bed looking at him, she was holding Qiushui tightly with one hand, and the other hand was tightly held by him.

The morning sun shines through the windows, and it's a little harsh.

Chu Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Yan Chuchu, and spoke softly.

"Morning~......."

When Miss Yu'er's face showed a lovely smile again, and she began to discuss the Qixi Festival with them again, the little maids in the Viscount's Mansion knew that the crisis was over.

So the dark cloud that hung over the heads of the people slowly dissipated, and the warm sunlight shone in again.

"What the hell are you thinking~?"

After breakfast, Chu Yun sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, and when he looked at the sky in the distance, a cold voice came from the side.

"Home~."

Chu Yun didn't look back, just looked at the sky, and said a word in a daze.

Even though he is 100% integrated into the place now, there is one fact that will never change.

The matter of the King of Shu is just an introduction, and the real reason why he has been so decadent these days is still here.

Yan Chuchu frowned, "Didn't you just come back from Sujiang Mansion not long ago, and you want to go back again~?" ”

Chu Yun finally glanced back at her, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "I can't go back~........" ”

Although he was smiling, no matter how Yan Chuchu looked at it, he felt that this smile had a deep helplessness and desolation, bit his lower lip, thought for a while, and said: "Anyway, there is nothing good in this Kyoto, we ......, we can go back~." ”

Chu Yun knew that she would not understand that whether it was Sujiang Mansion or the capital, it didn't have any special meaning to him, so he slowly stood up and said apologetically: "I'm sorry~, I've worried you these days~." ”

Yan Chuchu glanced at him lightly, then turned around and left.

"Chu Chu~."

Hearing a voice behind her, her footsteps paused slightly.

"Thank you~."

She turned her head, looked at him and asked, "What~?" ”

"Nothing~......." Chu Yun stood up, waved his hand, and walked towards the room.

"Inexplicable~." Yan Chuchu stood in place and looked at it for a while, his face softened slightly, but he still pouted and said.

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In the palace, in the palace of diligent administration, Emperor Xia put down the chapter in his hand, looked at the political affairs that were still piled up like a hill on the side to deal with, and exhaled a long breath, and couldn't help but feel a little powerless.

"The hour has come~, Your Majesty should also rest~." The auspicious figure ghostly appeared behind Emperor Xia and whispered.

Emperor Xia had long been accustomed to his way of appearing, picked up the teacup on the table to moisten his throat, thought of something, and asked casually, "How is Chu Xianzi's body~?" ”

Ji Xiang bowed and said: "Yesterday was still the same~." ”

Emperor Xia frowned and asked, "What did the imperial doctor say~?" ”

Ji Xiang continued: "Chu Xianzi is just sleepy, and there is no conclusion from the imperial doctor, but it is just that it may be a worry and illness, and the specific time is good depends on Chu Xianzi himself~." ”

"Oh~! Worry becomes a disease~? Emperor Xia was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "What does he have to worry about~, is he more than I need to worry about~?" ”

Ji Xiang thought for a while and said: "It is said that on that day~, the son of Chu County and the King of Shu had a conversation~, and the two seemed to break up unhappily in the end~." ”

"King of Shu~?" Emperor Xia thought for a while and said: "If it is just because of the King of Shu~, it is not quite like his temperament~, I am afraid that there are other reasons~, but~, Li Gan has indeed been a little uneasy these days, does he wish I died early~?" ”

When Emperor Xia said the second half of the sentence, his tone was already a little stern and cold.

When it came to this topic, Jixiang habitually remained silent~.