It's night.

Night falls.

The moon rises slowly.

The moon hangs high.

August 15 is full.

Eating moon cakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival is a popular custom since the Tang Dynasty.

Chen Xu looked at the moon cakes on the table in front of him.

One is round, full and flat, golden and brilliant, neatly arranged, and the moon cakes are also printed with the standard and unified Fu characters.

The other is similar in shape to the previous one, slightly smaller in size, and less pigmented than the previous one.

"Eat it." Nian Zhen urged, his face full of expectation.

She held her head with one hand, her thick eyelashes curled, and the corners of her mouth outlined a beautiful arc.

The third sister next to her didn't speak, eating moon cakes quietly, and her mouth was very delicate.

Chen Xu took one from the second type of mooncake, opened his mouth, and took a bite.

A hint of joy crossed Nian Zhen's eyes. This is the first mooncake she has made. I used to be like that, how could I have the heart to make moon cakes.

"Huh?" Chen Xu tasted it and exclaimed, "It's so delicious, I didn't expect this mooncake to be slightly inferior, but it tastes great." ”

"Really?" The flush on Nian Zhen's face couldn't hide the joy in his heart.

"Really. Clever people eat good in whatever they do. Chen Xu nodded and praised. He is not telling a white lie, this mooncake is indeed doing well, it can be made like this for the first time, it is not difficult to see the intentions of the maker.

At this time last year, I was still forced to eat dog food alone, and I didn't expect to start a family today.

"Third sister, what do you think?" Nian Zhen was very happy, and then asked the third sister.

The third sister also nodded affirmatively.

"The third sister seems to be a foodie." At this time, Chen Xu joked.

"What is a foodie?" Nian Zhen looked at him suspiciously and asked.

By the way, there is no such word as "foodie" in this era.

"A foodie is someone who loves to eat." Chen Xu was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and explained.

After living in modern society for a long time, sometimes Chen Xu will habitually pop up an Internet word.

"You see, the third sister is like a greedy kitten." Chen Xu smiled, but the third sister blushed a little embarrassed.

came in a hurry, did not find a suitable servant for a while, today's Mid-Autumn Festival, the big courtyard of the Chen Mansion is the three of them to admire the moon.

"Actually, there's no fun in admiring the moon." Chen Xu was bored.

"I'll dance the sword, it's much more interesting for you to be an audience than to sit and admire the moon." Chen Xu proposed, and began to say to Nian Zhen with great interest.

"yes, okay." Nian Zhen readily agreed.

After speaking, Chen Xu took a sword from the weapon rack in the backyard. He is now a martial artist, and weapons are indispensable for military generals in battlefield battles, and men love to be armed, and this sword was also built by him before.

In the moonlight, people dance swords.

The bright moonlight, the sword momentum is endless, Chen Xu's footsteps are smart, the speed is extremely fast, leaving only the afterimage, and the sword flowers dancing before and after are connected into a piece, blooming brilliant and beautiful flowers.

The sword light is dazzling, like Hou Yi shooting down the nine suns, dancing vigorously and agilely, just like the gods flying with dragons,

When dancing, the sword is like a thunderbolt, which makes people breathtaking, and when the dance is closed, it is calm, like the waves of the river and the sea.

To put it bluntly, sword dance is the coordination and synchronization of body technique, sword technique, and footwork.

Chen Xu has not exchanged it, but he has exchanged the grandmaster-level sword technique, as the so-called ten thousand laws return to the sect, he has stood at a considerable height, and the basic swordsmanship is nothing more than splitting, chopping, intercepting, teasing, picking, hooking, stabbing, condescending, unobstructed, which makes it easier to master the essence of swordsmanship. His extraordinary physical fitness makes his adaptability and learning ability greatly exceed that of ordinary people, and he can easily master his body and footwork.

The sword stops.

"Okay." Nian Zhen applauded.

The third sister also learned to clap with her little hands.

Chen Xu smiled faintly.

"Still dancing?" Nian Zhenming's eyes glow with dazzling brilliance.

"No, it's getting late." Chen Xu glanced at the night sky, shook his head and said.

Nian Zhen looked at the time, it was indeed very late, so he didn't say anything more.

Back in the room.

The room was close to the pond.

In the dead of night, only the croaking of frogs is heard.

Nian Zhen knelt on the collapse, spreading the futon, her figure was soft, and her skirt couldn't cover the curvature of the hook.

A desire welled up in his heart.

Getting up from his chair, he stepped forward and hugged her delicate body from behind.

"Alang?" Nian Zhen stopped what he was doing and called.

"I want you." Chen Xu went straight to the point.

"I haven't packed it yet."

"It's good not to have to put it away." Chen Xu said.

Nian Zhen in his arms felt his heart beat faster again, and his face became more and more ruddy.

The beauty is in the arms, and the spring night is once.

……

Early in the morning, Chen Xu put on his armor and decorated and went out, riding a horse and leading a team of personal soldiers to the direction of the imperial city.

First, according to the usual practice, the number of people was counted, and the school field was walked.

Returned to the inner sanctum barracks.

At this time, a sergeant came to report that someone outside the barracks wanted to see Chen Xu.

Chen Xu had surprise on his face, he didn't have any acquaintances in Tokyo, and he didn't know who was looking for him.

So he ordered the sergeant to bring him in.

After the sergeant received the order, he brought in a junior soon after he went out.

But seeing that the junior student was in his early twenties, he was one or two years older than Chen Xu now, tall and sturdy, and his skin was rough.

Because just now the sergeant said that this posterior said that he was looking for Chen Xu, he said, "Who are you?" What's the matter with finding Ben? ”

When the later students heard this, they bowed their hands and said: "My name is Yuan Jizhong, and today I have come to thank Chen Du for the events of the previous days."