"That singer sings pretty well, but I don't know what it's called." Scarlet Cloud spoke with great interest for a while, couldn't wait to boil the water, and directly poured a sip of cold tea.

Shen Yuan was curious: "Then tell me, what does she look like?" Tomorrow we will go out and confess. ”

"Well, I want to think about it......" Scarlet Cloud was asked, holding the teacup blankly, and thought for a while before he said: "It seems, it's pretty good." ”

"Poof......" Scarlet Moon sneered as she covered her mouth as she guarded the small stove. Shen Yuan also wanted to laugh, but his stomach hurt when he moved, so he had to endure it hard, and his eyes turned into crescent moons.

Scarlet Cloud showed the embarrassment in his words, put down the teacup embarrassedly, reached out to cover his face, and laughed along. Her young lady let go of her hand and carried the tortoiseshell to the other side, and the cat shrank into Crimson's arms, rubbing her body and squinting her eyes comfortably.

The fire crackled, the tea in the pot gurgled and rolled away, the Scarlet Moon teapot poured down, and the rich tea fragrance and water vapor jumped out together.

"Here, drink some hot and keep talking." Three cups of hot tea were placed on the table, and Scarlet Moon also returned to the couch. The little episode about the singer came to an end, and Scarlet Cloud moistened her throat with tea, and then told a story full of stomachs.

Shen Yuan is a person who likes to be quiet, and she has been taking medicine and recuperating all year round, so there are few times in her room that are so lively. The time of joy passed quickly, and she fell asleep first and began to yawn. The two maids slept obediently, and when they saw this, they immediately waited for them to change their clothes and wash, make the bed and clean it, and watch her sleep.

The cat also dozed off and was carried to the next room. This day was the night of the scarlet moon, and I simply cleaned up and came back, and I accompanied him directly on the soft couch.

The singer that Scarlet Cloud saw was not tall, with a small pointed chin, but her eyes were big, the tails of her eyes were raised, her eyelashes were very heavy, and her skin was as fair as all the singers in the pavilion. She seems to know some dancing skills, pinching a handful of orchid fingers head-on, twisting her waist with the singing, not to mention how well she dances, just with that soft singing voice and flowing eye waves, she has already taken away a bit of blue eyes.

Leng Xiangge did not sing all night. Not long after the excitement in Shen Yuan's room ended, the singing and dancing in the hall slowly came to an end, until the last guest left, the door was locked, and only strings of lanterns were still in the courtyard, and the joy of the day was suspended in the deep night.

Scarlet Cloud sleeps with a tortoiseshell, the cat has always been lazy, but in the winter it becomes more and more sleepy, and there is no movement all night. The room of the small pavilion master next door was restless, and the small fragments could not be suppressed, and finally broke through the lips and teeth, and woke up the sleeping maid on the couch.

"Shhh...... Crimson Moon ......"

Waking up in his sleep, Shen Yuan hadn't had this experience for a long time.

Scarlet Moon has been with her, poured hot soup pot, and ran to the stove to boil brown sugar water, and neither of them could sleep well. I don't know why, none of this worked, but at about three o'clock, Shen Yuan was really uncomfortable, his face was white with pain, he curled up in the futon, covering his lower abdomen and shedding tears.

"Forget it...... Don't sleep, don't sleep. Scarlet Moon wanted to invite Lang Zhong, but Shen Yuan stopped her, "What time is this, which Lang Zhong is pertinent to come out." Light the lamp and bring my book. ”

"But......" Scarlet Yue hesitated, still wanted to turn around and go out, but Shen Yuan couldn't stand it very resolutely, so she stopped her in a few sentences. Well, well. The girl endured it, and the slave went to make some cinnamon tea. Scarlet Moon turned on the lamp, waited for Shen Yuan to get out of bed, and said casually: "If only Mr. Gu was still in Mojing, if the girl has something to invite him, he will definitely come." ”

"Oh...... Is it? Shen Yuan's fingers just touched the title page of the book, and with Scarlet Yue's words, he looked back blankly, and his eyes were facing each other. She immediately lowered her head and let herself concentrate on looking at Yin Honglantern: "What nonsense, hurry up and hurry up." Her voice was soft, and her fingertips rubbed lightly on the page. Scarlet Moon quickly changed her clothes and went out with her sleeves down.

Shen Yuan was left alone in the room, and the surroundings were very quiet, with only the sound of turning the pages of a book and the occasional crackling of silver frost in the stove. Except for going out of the city to incense, she had never gotten up so early, and she had to wait a long time before the sky was white. There were still throbbing pains in her lower abdomen, and in addition to gritting her teeth and enduring it, she could only focus on the "Zhou Yi" in front of her.

When I calmed down, I realized that I hadn't opened "Zhou Yi" for a long time, and I almost forgot where I saw it last time. She doesn't like to do things halfway, it's a big deal to start over little by little. The candlelight was a little dim, she took a small silver scissors, and cut the candle flowers by herself, and the small flame had a spirit again, enough to illuminate the world on this small table.

Getting up in the morning and hugging the stove and reading under the lamp, Shen Yuan took out a pair of small dimples from his cheeks, and secretly said that Rao had never been so diligent when he was young.

There are pages spread out in front of him, but what keeps jumping in his mind is the story that Scarlet Cloud told last night, or when Scarlet Moon will be able to cook cinnamon tea and come back, in short, it won't fall into the book.

In fact, Shen Yuan already knew in his heart that what was said in this book was too ethereal and illusory, and he really couldn't appreciate it by fishing and drying nets, let alone talk about a word of cultivation - if she wanted to be more real, just a person like her, who suffers from gains and losses, acts willfully, and often can't see it, which patriarch and true god can she cast on?

So I had to think of Gu Jinchuan, the man who was said to have traveled most of the cangwu. She didn't know what the other party had experienced in the past few years before the two met, so that she could realize some of the so-called "realms". Shen Yuan pressed the page and walked towards the candle flame again. She is truly envious of Doctor Gu, not for the sake of spying on the heavens, but for a free and easy nature.

Why doesn't she want to go out like the other party? She never dared to take that step, because she was hesitant and afraid, so she could only retreat, she firmly believed that everything was nothing more than three, now Mo Yuyuan is very good, Shen Han is very good, and it is also good to leave Syracuse, she has no reason to go away, and she is afraid that once she goes out and turns back, she will find that these people are gone. Gu Jinchuan has parents and brothers, as well as Li Lan, he can still say that he can go and go, and even haven't heard from him for a long time, what kind of mood should he have?

No matter what his state of mind is, Gu Jinchuan should firmly believe that no matter how far and long he goes, his relatives will be waiting for him behind him, right? Such an almost fearless calmness was the unattainable ...... of his own "snap", and the lights exploded, startling Shen Yuan's thoughts. She thought of the sadness, heard the sound, and was in a trance almost reaching out to touch the half-dried candle tears.