When Li Xiangru got up, the sky showed a glimmer of light.

He was dressed in a cyan robe, his hair was wrapped in a gray cloth on the top of his head, and he came out of the bedroom to carry some water and walked to the tea trees. The petals that have bloomed have withered and fallen into the soil, becoming nutrients for the tea tree. This is a kind of grateful feedback from the petals.

Li Xiangru bent down and carefully wiped a few leaves, and the green of the tea leaves became more and more intense, gently fluttering under the breeze in the early morning.

It's a new joy.

Li Xiangru bent down to clear a few weeds in the basin, stood up, and lightly twisted a piece of emerald green with his fingers, smiling happily.

Green is a symbol of prosperity, a piece of life, health and hope. People who like green land are strong, right?

Li Xiangru let go of the leaf, thought about it, and seemed to think of another word about green space, muttered a few words in a low voice, and vaguely heard it, still don't like green. Li Xiangru shook his head, patted the wounded and sticky soil, and washed his hands again. Then he habitually looked at Da Hei's nest, and when he turned around, he found that it was empty, Mu Ran sounded, Da Hei was still on Huang Xiaowei's side.

Today, there are still very important things to do, Huang Xiaowei's generosity makes him very confused, she seems to know what she wants, and in her eyes, everything is utilitarian and purposeful. Thinking of this, Li Xiangru couldn't help but feel a little depressed, and at the same time she thought of one thing, the third lady just asked him to come to her today, but didn't say the specific time?

He sat down at the table in the courtyard with his elbows on the table to support his chin, looking at the tea trees in a daze.

Just as he was distracted, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Li Xiangru turned to look over when he heard the sound, and saw Huang Xiaowei wearing a blue robe, with a sword at his waist, and walking over gently with his hands on his back, his expression was flat, and there was some desire in his eyes to stop the light flowing.

Huang Xiaowei walked up to him, put his hands in front of him behind his back, put a bag in front of Li Xiangru like a trick, and said in an emotionless tone: "Breakfast,"

"Thank you. ”

Li Xiangru raised his head and smiled politely, but Huang Xiaowei frowned, his lips wanted to move, but he still didn't say anything.

Normally, a few meat buns and a cup of soy milk are still hot.

Li Xiangru was very satisfied and contented to eliminate these eating and eating brains in front of him, ignoring Huang Xiaowei, who had been wanting to speak and stopping. He didn't have much curiosity, at least he had passed the mind of being curious about things that didn't concern him.

Huang Xiaowei saw that he was eating well, and stared at Li Xiangru as if he had elbowed to the table before, supporting his lower forehead with his palms.

Li Xiangru glanced at Huang Xiaowei and asked strangely, "But what's on my face?"

Huang Xiaowei snorted exaggeratedly a few times, and sarcastically said mercilessly: "You actually don't look very good, why is that ugly girl's dead girl so desperately getting along with you?"

Li Xiangru was stunned when he heard this, touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, and did not answer.

Huang Xiaowei stood up, put his hands behind his back, went around Li Xiangru's back, and continued to strike: "Have you really read?"

Li Xiangru nodded awkwardly and said, "I went to school for a few years." ”

Huang Xiaowei walked up to him, bent down slightly, his face closer, and asked, "How many poems have you done?"

After speaking, he stood up and walked in the courtyard again, and said: "In recent years, the literati have been very popular, in the early spring, there were a few good poems of Wing Chun in the Chunhua Pavilion, there was a scholar, the jade tree is in the wind, the family background is prominent, and the person has to be handsome, gentle and reasonable. ”

Li Xiangru looked at Huang Xiaowei who had been walking around strangely.

Huang Xiaowei walked in front of the tea trees, bent down and looked down at the green leaves, held the two leaves and leaned his nose forward, sniffed a few hard, seemed to be greatly satisfied, exhaled comfortably, and said: "This is the place where everything begins to recover......

Li Xiangru was even more stunned by Huang Xiaowei's words, and seemed to feel that the third lady had some hysteria today, and what does the scholar have to do with the leaves? Besides, this is just a few leaves, and if you want to bow down and bury your face in the blue and take a deep breath, the green season has passed.

Huang Xiaowei closed his eyes exaggeratedly, took a few breaths, turned to look at the indifferent Li Xiangru a few times, blinked his eyes wide, and said as he walked: "That scholar, I have seen our ugly girl, and I have seen it once. ”

Huang Xiaowei raised a finger at Li Xiangru, emphasized this "one", and continued: "Then I fell in love with the ugly girl, and was willing to marry her, so that she would be prosperous and rich in this life." That student, in the next few years, is very likely to become another imperial lieutenant of the imperial court, and then it will be more than 10,000 people under one person, and if the ugly lady follows her, it will be considered an official family. ”

When Li Xiangru heard this, she couldn't help but laugh, the ugly girl became her family, well, it's barely okay if you have to say that. However, I have only heard that some foreign feudal kings have hereditary replacements, when will the position of Taiwei be inherited? Could it be that he is really lonely or that the third lady in front of him deliberately said so?

Li Xiangru rolled his eyes, sighed cooperatively, and asked, "Whose son-in-law is so powerful?"

Huang Xiaowei stared at his expression carefully, trying to find some clues on his face, but found that he was too bland, slightly annoyed in his heart, and said in a tempered manner: "Do you know what official position Taiwei is?"

After asking, he felt that he had asked a nonsense, so without waiting for Li Xiangru to answer, he replied angrily: "That person is the fifth son of Taiwei, and he is also the youngest son. As the saying goes, 'The emperor loves the eldest son, and the people love the eldest son', and this 'old man' has been talented and intelligent since he was a child. He studied under the head teacher of Goose Lake Academy. You also came out of Goose Lake Academy, you don't know about Mr. Li's knowledge, right?"

For Goose Lake Academy, Li Xiangru has never been there, but he has symbolically learned about the identities of several masters in the academy and is good at teaching, in order to disguise his identity as a scholar, at that time he even saw the face of Master Zhou, and he understood it, far from it. It's just that he can't really pretend to know nothing, and he replied indifferently: "Oh...... Know some. But ah......"

Li Xiangru paused deliberately and said, "My teacher is Master Zhou, have you seen Master Zhou?" Confucian sage, president of Goose Lake Academy. ”

For Li Xiangru's faint answer, Huang Xiaowei's annoyance gradually appeared on his face, he waved his hand unwillingly, and said in a louder tone: "That person is more handsome than you, his background is better than yours, and he even said that he was willing to give up all his identity for the sake of the ugly girl!

When Li Xiangru heard this, his face finally turned gray, and his gaze was a little cold as he stared at Huang Xiaowei.

Huang Xiaowei thought that his goal had been achieved, and this wood-like person finally knew that he was in a hurry, and demonstrated a little proudly: "Although the ugly girl is unwilling now, if I go to help that Fan Dagongzi say good things for him in front of the ugly girl, how much success do you think?"

Li Xiangru stared at Huang Xiaowei for a few moments, and realized that he shouldn't have such an attitude towards Huang Xiaowei, sighed, shook his head firmly and confidently, and said, "Your success rate is not in percent, because I know that ugly girls will not be like that." ”

Li Xiangru stood up, faced Huang Xiaowei face to face, and emphasized solemnly and angrily: "Moreover, the Captain Fan you are talking about is one of the enemies I want to kill!"

Huang Xiaowei seemed to see Li Xiangru's murderous gaze, and was frightened by his serious and cold tone and took a step back, she had to admit that this was something she hadn't considered. She doesn't even know anything about Lee Sang-ru. This joke seems to be a bit excessive?

Huang Xiaowei was a little ignorant of what to do, except for the murder of Li Xiangru on the night she escaped, Li Xiangru had always been gentle and elegant in her impression after getting along with her for a period of time in the mountains. She forgot that Li Xiangru was still a person with a deep hatred of blood, and this hatred was like something engraved in her bones.

She remembered that her father had told her about a man who was her father's nemesis, the most threatening enemy of the Tsing Yi Gang. That person only wants to occupy the entire Ning'an Town, and occupying Ping'an Town is a vantage point for his revenge. There was a woman who loved that person and loved him to the bone and was willing to die for him. On the day of the man's death, the woman cried and hugged him, and asked him unwillingly why he never accepted her? The man smiled, and when he laughed, the corners of his lips were scarlet, and he looked at the gray sky, and muttered, "Love? What is it? Before the goal is achieved, love is a damn roadblock. It shouldn't be in my body, it shouldn't be imprinted in my life!

Li Xiangru, should be that kind of person, right?

When Huang Xiaowei thought of this, he couldn't help but look at Li Xiangru a few more times, and there were more complicated and unspeakable things in his eyes.

Li Xiangru's eyes slowly became gentle, and at this moment, he had already figured out what Huang Xiaowei meant, green leaves, vitality, and rebirth. Ugly girl, love, return to the ordinary and ordinary. He also knew that what Huang Xiaowei said, even if he did it, it must be suddenly useless.

Li Xiangru looked up at the faintly blue sky, the faint and towering white clouds did not move at all, and he said with a lonely expression: " Whenever I look up at the blue sky and white clouds alone, I often see those faces on the clouds, my father's beard is stubbled and smiling lovingly, the military advisor is full of scarlet and shouting that people will take me away with tears in the corners of his eyes, the commander of the division is angry and glares at the majesty of the big slap and pretending to be angry, Wei Tunchang helped me block a knife, the knife penetrated through his armor, the tip of the knife pressed against my clothes, but he stroked my head, comforted me, told me not to be afraid, not to cry, and to live well. There was also Ono, who was not more than a few months older than me but often stuck to my eyes and watched me eat, saying that he was always hungry and that he was always hungry. When the enemy pierced his chest with a handful of long hair, he smiled when he looked back at me......"

Li Xiangru's voice became choked, looked at Huang Xiaowei, and said: "In the following year or so, I often had nightmares, dreaming of more than 4,500 brothers in the burning city! They all said to me, Huzi, we came out, and we came out of the purgatory on earth covered with corpses, internal organs, and blood......

Enough, although Huang Xiaowei is now a brother and sister cannibalism, although her mother and father are not close to each other, at least she still has parents and relatives who grew up with her. And Li Xiangru grew up in the military camp since he was a child, and he fought to the death on the battlefield at a young age. And she, at least grew up carefree.

Huang Xiaowei was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't know what to say.