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Fang Yiai was sitting in the stone pavilion sipping tea comfortably, did he whisper a word, and his tired body was liberated there. He already loves tea, and his love for tea is more than anything else, and no one can shake his love for tea except his loved ones.

"Boy, your cooking technique is good, but if you want to drink the most refreshing Luoyang Guanjing tea, you will waste this expensive tea if you boil it in this way." Ling Yunzi looked ruffian, holding the flatbread, looking at the tea being cooked with disgust, helpless.

He held the cake in one hand, and pointed at Fang Yiai with the other, taking advantage of the other party's inattention, he immediately picked up the teapot and drank it directly.

The tea was hot, and there was nothing wrong with it in his mouth, and the breath coming out of his mouth cooled the hot tea. This method of controlling qi is also a maverick, gathering internal qi in the mouth, forming a weak cyclone, and blowing cool the tea in the mouth.

"Old man, how's that? My tea is good! ”

Fang Yiai smiled happily, immediately poured another cup for Ling Yunzi, and said with a smile: "If the seniors can let me see the cooking method of authentic irrigation well tea, I am really grateful." ”

For the love of tea, he is also infatuated, and he can't give up no matter what. When Ling Yunzi talked about the authentic irrigation well tea, he was moved and wanted to taste the famous tea that traveled north and south.

In the pavilion, the two exchanged tea ceremonies, chatted and had fun, and they were also at ease.

"Hehe, when the eldest brother met Ling Yunzi's senior, it was really a perfect match. The eldest brother is honest and respects the elders, and he should also have a good taste for Ling Yunzi's predecessors. And Ling Yunzi's predecessors like to brag, and the eldest brother can also listen to it. ”

"An hour ago, we were outside digging ditches and laying out rocks and logs to ward off the floods. Now the sky is clear, and the house slave says that the rain upstream has stopped, and it is really an unpredictable day. ”

The corners of Meng Yu's mouth twitched, he looked back at the slim girl, and couldn't help laughing: "The matter of Goryeo has been resolved, and your father is also the head of Goryeo, why don't you go back and see him?" He would be glad to see you, you say? ”

He once promised the king of Goryeo to take Rusu back, but now that Goryeo has made up his mind, his promise has not been fulfilled, and in the end, he is a little ashamed of the king of Goryeo who believes in him. Now that he rarely sees Rusu, he can't help but want her to go back to Goryeo to see his lonely father.

Rusu was silent, with mixed feelings, remembering the past, remembering her dead mother, and extremely reluctant to return to Goryeo, which made her sad.

"Ruri Rusu, your mother must want to return to your father as well! However, as your confidant, I will not force you to go back, after all, you are yourself, and now you don't live for Goryeo, you don't live for anyone, you only live for yourself. Whatever you want to do is your thing, do whatever you want and whatever you want. Meng Yu smiled suddenly, stroked the long sleeves of the details, and looked at the lightless sword in his hand, with mixed feelings.

This sword was lent to Ru Su for self-defense, and now it is back in his hands, the sword is still the same sword, but the feelings are not the original feelings. Originally, there was still some indescribable affection between him and Ru Su, but at this moment, it suddenly became clear, and all the unnaturalness disappeared.

In any case, neither of them is suitable in any way. In addition, the two have always regarded each other as confidants, especially Meng Yu, who has never thought of anything dirty about Ru Su, but only regards her as a confidant, and has nothing to do with Fengyue.

"Mencius, speaking of which, I haven't been back for a long time, and my father was forced to put my mother and me in danger. I don't blame him, I came to you just to see you and give you back the sword. ”

"Time flies so fast, in just half a year, you and I have changed so much. Hehe, sure enough, when I look back, everything is breezy, and the past has become a past, and it has become an indelible memory."

Liuli Rusu nodded, with a sad face, she slowly raised her head, looked at the sky, forced herself to smile, and said: "I don't know if the sky in Goryeo will be the same as that of Datang, but I think it should be different, right?" You tell me? ”

How can the sky be different, under the same sky, breathing the same air, the difference is just people.

If Liuli Rusu really didn't have Meng Yu in his heart, I'm afraid he wouldn't be melancholy at this moment, and he wouldn't secretly look at Meng Yu a few more times like that.

"Goryeo needs a smart and powerful female head of office, you are someone I believe in, and you are also my confidant. When I return to Goryeo, I must let the people live and work in peace and contentment, and when I am free, I will visit you every year and chat with you. ”

"Now I have too many things happening to me, I don't want to tie you up, if you meet someone in Goryeo, love each other for a lifetime, raise your eyebrows, I can be happy and relieved in the future."

Meng Yu was very relaxed, but his heart was excited, and his heart beat a lot faster, but he couldn't mistake this kind of reluctance for Fengyue, and said very seriously: "Return this sword to me first, tomorrow when you leave, I will definitely give it to you, and I will return this sword to you when the time comes!" ”

Rusu was silent.

Then the two couldn't find a topic, and finally left, and after night, they didn't continue the day's topic.

……

The next day, Liuli Rusu took Ling Yunzi with her, and the carriage was already waiting outside the gate of the South House.

Fang Yiai, the Nan family, and Yue Changqing have all arrived, but Meng Yu has not arrived. Just when everyone was puzzled, Meng Yu walked slowly with a graceful demeanor, holding a brocade box in his hand, and walked to the carriage.

He looked at Ling Yunzi on the side and smiled, and then looked at Liuli Rusu. Ling Yunzi understood, and he got into the carriage first, leaving the rest of the time to his apprentice and the stinky boy who made him angry.

"Send you, the lightless sword will not be called lightless in the future, it will be called Tibetan love." Meng Yu's heart trembled, and he sent the brocade box to the girl, and then urged her to get into the carriage.

In an instant, the girl became a tearful person, holding the brocade box, unable to speak, but looked at the young man urging her to get into the car with teary eyes. At this moment, there are only two people left in heaven and earth, everything dissipates, and the best memories are always left.

Tibetan affection, long affection, sorrow. The sword is precious, but the love inside is even more precious.

The carriage moved, the people left, but the remaining teenagers could not help but turn around and wipe the corners of their eyes, the sand got into their eyes, and they had to wipe it.

The girl's cry came from the window of the carriage that was getting farther away: "Mencius, life should come back, death should be Sauvignon Blanc!" ”

The carriage went away, and the sound was cut off.

Meng Yu raised his head, breathed a long sigh of relief, his face became serious, he laughed at himself, and muttered: "It has nothing to do with Fengyue, it has nothing to do with Fengyue, but the feelings can never be controlled." ”

Later, Meng Yu would go to Goryeo once a year to meet a girl who was waiting for him, and every eighteen years, the girl would also find him to catch up. (Not to be described later)

(To be continued)