Bai Jiaoyue heard in the room that someone had come to report that she had seen Gu Qingyan go out of Zizhuyuan to Jinghu, so Bai Jiaoyue also packed up her things and prepared to go out.

"Where's Qiaoying?" Bai Jiaoyue didn't see Qiaoying and asked Fu'er.

Fu'er said: "Qiaoying was just called away by Shu Gongzi. It is said that it is about swords, and female disciples are also present. ”

Bai Jiaoyue lowered her head and thought about it, remained silent, and then asked Fu'er to hold the piano in her house, and then went to the mirror lake.

In the pavilion, Gu Qingyan opened the tea cup, and the aroma that came to his nose was not only the fragrance of tea, but also mixed with the faint aroma of pear blossoms.

I boiled the water, took the tea, put it in the tea set, and slowly waited for the next water to boil...

I don't know when, there was a small sound of talking outside the pavilion, but most of it was Bai Shu's voice, so Gu Qingyan didn't pay much attention to it.

The water on the side boiled for the first time, Gu Qingyan took the tea that had just separated the flowers from the tea, put in the tea leaves first, added two spoonfuls of water, pressed down the boiling of the water, and covered the lid for a while.

The sound of talking outside the pavilion gradually became quieter, and then there was the footsteps of someone walking into the pavilion, Beiming greeted outside, and then the curtain opened, and two women with aromas walked in.

The space that had just begun to fill the space with the fragrance of tea was mixed with other flavors for a moment, breaking the natural fragrant fragrance, which made Gu Qingyan frown unconsciously.

Fortunately, the people who came in didn't bother Gu Qingyan very interestingly, but just quietly watched Gu Qingyan open the teapot again, add pear blossoms one by one, and then pour in a stream of water, only this time, Gu Qingyan didn't let the pot fall directly on the stove, but carried the pot and walked around the stove over and over again.

On the seventh time, Gu Qingyan finally stopped, picked up the two twelve flower god cups she had warmed on the side, one osmanthus and one narcissus, poured the tea, and put the cup of narcissus opposite her, and then got up and stretched out her hand to signal.

"Miss Kashiwa."

Bai Jiaoyue finally paid attention to herself after seeing Gu Qingyan's flowing movements, sat down politely, and tasted it gently, the first to enter was just the mellow tea fragrance, and then the tea fragrance was sweet at the same time, and there was a cold taste that fell into the heart, and the shallow and faint taste of pear blossoms melted into the tea room and just right in parallel with the tea taste.

Bai Jiaoyue subconsciously looked at the pot of tea in Gu Qingyan's hand, and confirmed that it was made by herself not long ago: "The girl's tea cooking skills seem to be different. ”

Gu Qingyan smiled lightly, at this time, she gave Bai Jiaoyue a sense of peace, including her voice: "Different teas and different techniques have different tastes." ”

After speaking, Gu Qingyan raised her head, and then seriously looked at Bai Jiaoyue opposite, this is the closest distance between her and Bai Jiaoyue in the past two days, she can see Bai Jiaoyue's facial features clearly, like a fairy with graceful posture in the painting, but she doesn't feel kitsch, the headdress on the bun she is holding is not too complicated, it is an approximate cascading pattern and adjacent color system, to say that the only thing that is not a good match should be the peach blossom pollen hosta.

Seeing that Gu Qingyan's gaze stayed on her hair ornament, Bai Jiaoyue unnaturally reached out and touched her hairpin.

She didn't have to wear this hairpin originally, but before going out, she heard the person who reported that she also wore a hosta on Hanyan's head today, and she put it on by the ghost.

When he reacted again, the person had already gone out, and it was not good to take it off again, so it was like this, who would have thought that not long after sitting down, Gu Qingyan discovered this little scheming.

Gu Qingyan was relieved, and she didn't say anything, just thinking that she was looking at the piano put down by the maid Fu'er on the table behind Bai Jiaoyue, Gu Qingyan asked, "Miss Bai also brought the piano over?" ”

"Well, I originally thought that at this hour, the brothers' sword discussion should also end, but I didn't expect...."Bai Jiaoyue said and looked outside.

The result of Lin Rui's sword discussion with a disciple of the Tibetan Sword Sect was obvious, and when he walked towards Han Yan, he said a few words to Han Yan, and then stepped aside.

Gu Qingyan said: "Regardless of them, Miss Bai's piano skills have been known yesterday, I wonder if I can be lucky enough to have a taste today?" ”

Bai Jiaoyue retracted her gaze and looked at Gu Qingyan, and asked, "The girl must know the rhythm of music." ”

Gu Qingyan shook her head, and poured another seven points full of tea in the cup: "Miss Bai is overlooked, I don't know much about music, but I can just listen to it." As he spoke, he looked out again and took the initiative to mention Han Yan, "However, there are people who are good at it." ”

Bai Jiaoyue followed Gu Qingyan's line of sight, and just saw that Han Yan and Bai Shu were about to discuss the sword, Han Yan turned his head and habitually wanted to take a look at Gu Qingyan, but now that Gu Qingyan was sitting on his side, his gaze happened to be right with Bai Jiaoyue.

lowered her head shyly, the girl's delicate face and the secret smile in her heart made Gu Qingyan see clearly.

It's just that she still kept silent, didn't say anything else, fiddled with the tea utensils in her hand, and looked indifferent.

On that side, I heard the sound of the sword coming out of the sheath and comparing the edges, and the piano music on this side also sounded at the right time, and when Gu Qingyan looked up and tasted it carefully, he could find that this song and the competition over there were actually combined.

On the sword is not fighting, so both sides have a good grasp of each other's proportions, but even if they meet friends with swords, the moves of Han Yan and Bai Shu also make people feel moved by it.

Watching the two of them come and go, blocking and retreating, attacking and defending, no one felt that the sound of the piano behind him was inappropriate, but the sound of the piano was harmonious, and it was a little more ornamental.

Su Xin and Qu Yimeng have not yet arrived at Mirror Lake, they can hear that song, Qu Yimeng: "It's still an ancient song, with water as the medium and wind as the chorus, but you can see the vast mountains and the unbridled scenery of the mountains and rivers." ”

After Qu Yimeng finished speaking, she looked at Su Xin beside her, Su Xin was holding the medicine she wanted to give her master in her hand, and after listening to Qu Yimeng's words, she blinked and looked at Qu Yimeng.

Qu Yimeng is clear, Su Xin didn't understand this song.

The two walked a few steps closely and came to the front of the Mirror Lake Qushui Corridor, Beiming noticed the two, turned to the pavilion and said, "Miss, Su Xin is here." There is also Mrs. Nangong. ”

Gu Qingyan just nodded, there was nothing else to say for the time being, but she thought about it for a while, the reason why Qu Yimeng came to find herself, I didn't expect that she just came to chat, this is just right, and she and Bai Jiaoyue really have nothing to say for a while.

When Qu Yimeng and Su Xin came in, Bai Jiaoyue was still concentrating on playing, and it was inconvenient to say hello to her, so Su Xin saluted, Qu Yimeng also signaled, and the two went straight behind Gu Qingyan.

"Miss, the time has come, it's time to drink the medicine." Su Xin deliberately said it word by word, but it was clear to hear it.

Qu Yimeng hid his sleeves and snickered, thinking that he had really come to the right place this time, at least this morning would not be too boring.

Gu Qingyan had just poured a cup of tea for Qu Yimeng, who had sat down, it was not very enthusiastic, but it was not very rusty either, after all, Fu'er always looked at Gu Qingyan from time to time, and Gu Qingyan didn't want to satisfy Fu'er's curiosity soon.

Turning her head to see the big bowl of black decoction that Su Xin had picked up, Gu Qingyan frowned with real feelings this time, she knew that the medicine that Zong Yue had prepared for her was based on "more bitter".

I couldn't help but ask: "No nectar?" ”

Su Xin shook his head honestly, put a small plate of pastries in front of Gu Qingyan, and signaled that this was the only one.

Gu Qingyan was helpless, the smell of the medicine could be bitter in his nose, let alone drink it, but if he didn't drink it, it was difficult to explain it now, so he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and it was over.

Who would have thought that as soon as he picked up the medicine bowl, Su Xin shook out the pill from a small bottle unhurriedly, his eyes were a little weak, but he still handed it to Gu Qingyan very neatly.

Gu Qingyan was slightly stunned at first, only to feel that her back was cold now, an indescribable feeling of wanting to be dizzy, and at this time Fu'er opened her mouth: "The girl doesn't like medicine bitterly, this is some honey fruit that my young lady eats with medicine, let's dispense medicine for the girl." ”

Saying that, I don't know where I found a sealed jar and handed it over, Gu Qingyan thanked her heartily, smiled at her, and nodded.

Su Xin took a small spoon as she said, picked out some honey fruit wrapped in syrup, Gu Qing took a sip of the pill and took advantage of the discomfort of nausea to come up, and took the honey fruit.

Although the taste of the medicine was not completely suppressed, the discomfort of the nausea seemed to be suppressed, and for a while, in addition to the bittersweet and bitter in the mouth, more I felt that my stomach was swollen.

The honey fruit is tasted carefully on the tip of the tongue, the taste of the syrup is not just sweet, but fragrant, and then a layer of sweetness that is not greasy, and finally bites into the honey fruit and seems to be able to eat the original juice of the fruit.

Chewing and swallowing slowly, there was a sweetness in his mouth, Gu Qingyan thought that this was not something that ordinary syrup could make.

Sure enough, Su Xin took the opportunity to ask Fu'er, and Fu'er explained the reason for the production of this honey fruit.

It was originally mixed with the juice of the fruit with nectar, first boiled slowly over low heat, boiled to be deeper than the original color, and then put aside to cool, let cool until it solidified to three percent, put in the pulp that had been pitted in advance, and the pulp still needed to be patted to be rotten, so that it could be tasted, and then it was put into the pot by the residual temperature of the pot, and when it was boiled, it was put into the jar, and it continued to cool on the cool side, until it was completely cold, and then it was sealed.

Although the process is not very complicated, it is time-consuming, and Fu'er said that the small jar was made by Bai Jiaoyue in two days, Gu Qingyan subconsciously admired, Bai Jiaoyue really has that patience.

Look at yourself again, maybe in addition to having this kind of patience when killing people and killing people, she may go crazy if she only makes a palm-sized can of honey fruit in the kitchen for two days of hard work.

Xu is voice of their words disturbed Bai Jiaoyue's thoughts, the sound of the qin was a little wrong from the time when Fu'er was looking for honey fruit for Gu Qingyan just now, Gu Qingyan and Su Xin didn't hear it too much, Qu Yimeng really listened to it.

The sound of the piano gradually became a little empty from the vastness when she heard it, and at that time, the competition between Bai Shu and Han Yan outside seemed to be a slight victory for Bai Shu.

This nothingness quickly regained its composure, after all, Bai Jiaoyue herself quickly sensed that something was wrong at that time.

Later, when Gu Qingyan subconsciously revealed that the little girl didn't want to drink medicine and grind, the feeling of Bai Jiaoyue's qin music was completely different from before, although the sound was still the same rhythm, the emotion was a little off, this time, Bai Jiaoyue herself didn't notice it.

Gu Qingyan swallowed the medicine and honey fruit, and then drank two cups of tea, which was the end of the uncomfortable chapter of drinking medicine, and gently touched his belly, which was slightly swollen because he had filled too much water, and glanced at Qu Yimeng helplessly.

Qu Yimeng looked at the little expression in her eyes, smiled inadvertently, and said in her heart: These four girls are defenseless against acquaintances, not to mention, they are really cute.

Bai Jiaoyue finally finished this song with a stumble, and now she took her hand off the strings, put it on her lap, lowered her head, and didn't know what she was thinking about.

Beiming's voice came from outside: "Miss." ”

"What?" Gu Qingyan felt that when she opened her mouth, it still smelled of medicine, and her chest was blocked with a ball of qi, which was still uncomfortable.

"Master Shu said that several female disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect were present, I wonder if I can discuss the sword with the young lady?"

Hearing Beiming say this, Bai Jiaoyue suddenly raised her head, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, Gu Qingyan looked at her and thought, "This is not arranged by her?" ”

While thinking about it, Su Xin helped him to stand up, gave Qu Yimeng a look, and walked out.

He opened the curtain and said, "I'm glad to do it, but I don't know who wants to try it with me?" ”