She opened the lid of the pot, the aroma of the medicinal wine suddenly lingered with the plum blossoms, and the cold wind after the night brought Xiao Han, but a drunk relieved a thousand sorrows, Lu Yixuan raised his head and wanted to drink it all.

Bang, the pepper wine in his hand was snatched away.

"Drinking hurts." The gentle sound of the spring breeze seems to stir up three points of warmth along the night breeze, the clear water single clothes appear silent and warm under the plum tree lamp, and the silk spike sachet falling under the waist falls out of the aroma of herbs.

Gu Qingxun.

Lu Yixin was stunned for a moment, probably thinking that the thoughts and fantasies that appeared in this trance in the mountains, she didn't dare to move or make a sound, just stared at him in a daze.

The man shook the pepper wine in his hand, which had been sealed for months but did not hide the aroma of the wine, and he poured the wine under the flower tree without thinking about it.

The aroma of flowers and wine fills the tip of the nose.

Gu Qingxun threw the wine jug forward and hugged the sluggish Lu Yixuan gently into his arms, he felt the girl's unbelievable stiffness, as if the silhouette of the lights on the eaves and the voices of the people outside the wall were quietly gone, and only the heavy cold in her breath pierced the person's body, her hand retreated slightly, until the warm embrace dissolved the hustle and bustle of the cold night, and then reached out and gradually hugged his waist.

Tighter and tighter.

It's like a world away.

The faint tremor in her bosom seemed to be terrifying, and she inhaled the sound of gasps that fell from the tip of her nose to hide, and there seemed to be no more familiar care in the unaccompanied Shengjing City that could move her.

Gu Qingxun gently patted her shoulder and back to comfort her, sighed and said softly: "I'm sorry," he didn't give Lu Yixuan any help when he was most desperate and helpless, "I was in Yuanpu when I learned the news of the Duke of Wei, and the northern land was desolate, and I came to Shengjing without stopping. ”

But he only heard halfway through that the son of the Duke of Naguo had killed the son-in-law of the Cheng family, no, he was going to be escorted to the execution ground, he was anxious, and fortunately Feng Mingxie rescued the girl at the entrance of the East Market, Sheng Jing has been turbulent in the past two months, and he has no time to be distracted.

Gu Qingxun felt inexplicably depressed and helpless about his helplessness, but when he first arrived in Shengjing today, he was extremely guilty.

The man squatted down, looked at the girl's slightly red and swollen eyes, tears disappeared on his clothes, he raised his sleeve and wiped her cheeks, Lu Yixuan recovered better than he imagined, take it for granted, lost her family, killed the murderer, her merits are by no means enough to offset the sins, in addition to Tianlun, she also lost the trust of the saint and the attitude of the hundred officials.

Lu Yixing, nothing.

This is undoubtedly a huge blow to her who wants to let the Nanping Lu family gain a firm foothold in Shengjing City and become famous all over the world one day.

Gu Qingxun admitted that he was worried and afraid, he had seen a lot of how those patients who had lost their faith and emotional support tortured themselves and their relatives and friends, and he was afraid that this girl would be depressed and even depressed and desperate and wanted to die.

"You...... You okay? He knew that this sentence was superfluous and helpless.

Lu Yixuan's footsteps stepped on the petals on the soil after the pepper wine fell, and his shoes were fragrant: "It's not good." This is true, there is no need to hide the scars of illness in front of a healer.

The man opened his mouth, his hand raised but then put it down, Rao is his usual comforting words, but now he is also weak and weak: "I, what can I do to help you?" "Open your mouth and go to the fire – the past and the tragedy that has happened will not be repeated.

Lu Yixun raised her head but slowly shook her head, she could see that there was a deep sense of unease and apology in Gu Qingxun's deeply locked eyebrows, no, he was an outsider, there was no need to share this apology: "Life is sometimes very strange, you think there are countless days and nights to get along, but suddenly disappear," she took a deep breath, the fire trees and silver flowers on the mountain, and the lights of thousands of homes under the mountain, Lu Yixun stood on tiptoe and smelled the dark fragrance floating, she also thought that the Lu family still had a bright future waiting for the joy of family and family, but when she came back to her senses, she was alone," I've always wanted to protect them, but in the end, it seems that they have been protecting me. ”

Lu Yixuan wiped the water from the corners of her eyes, the grief on her face was fleeting, she did not indulge in the pain from which she could not extricate herself, life is long, and she still has a lot of time to re-walk this world.

Gu Qingxun wanted to speak and stopped, saying anything was superfluous, he had heard that Lu Yiyu was holding the dying Lu Wanyu on the streets of Shengjing City and no one rescued him, and the red that was dripping all over the ground was now covered by heavy snow, but whether he could cover up the blood that Lu Yixun engraved in his heart, Gu Qingxun's hand clenched into a fist, if - if he was in Shengjing, in the medicine house, and by her side at that time, would Lu Wanyu not have died.

The man was gloomy but seemed to hear the little girl in front of him laugh, very light and very thin, it was a relief for all the inevitability, Lu Yixin turned his head, his eyes were locked on the temple hall, and the moonlight hid his traces.

"I don't believe in gods and Buddhas, nor do I believe in Bodhisattvas, but now, I hope they have no regrets in this life, and I hope that they will ......," she paused, "I hope that I, Lu Yixuan, will never live up to any hope again." ”

Ah Yu, like a blue bird in the sky, crossing the sky and soaring into the sky, the personnel of the Wei Mansion should never be a burden on the shoulders and a shackle on the hands.

Lu Wanyu died crying.

Lu Yixin had to stand up with a smile.

Gu Qingxun looked at the little girl who had just been in front of her and her own mind in disbelief, but suddenly felt that Lu Yixuan had a stronger desire and belief in her bones, and she was reborn again from this life and death catastrophe.

The man didn't know whether to be happy or distressed, he thought about it before he took out a stack of crumpled paper from his sleeve, which was bound crookedly, and the words on it were not beautiful but clean, and it could be seen that he was very attentive.

"Qing Barley hand-copied a copy of "Grass and Trees Flower Banquet Collection", which was originally intended to be given to the flower slave."

Lu Yixin was stunned and took it, she remembered that the shy little medicine boy, when the flower slave got the plague and was sent to the Gu family medicine house to have the opportunity to get acquainted with the barley, just like a pair of little living treasures who like to raise the bar and talk back, Lu Yixing's heart was sour, the past could not be traced, she squatted down, and simply buried the "Grass and Trees Flower Banquet" under the plum tree, just under the land that had been sprinkled with pepper wine.

The Infu tree on the other side of the wall is hung with a small red silk wooden sign, and the night breeze blows, and the sound of bumps and bumps.

"Hua Nu likes these gadgets," because the matter of Fu Shu was also told to him by the little maid, Lu Yixuan sighed, "I like everything to look like...... Childlike and innocent things, fireflies, small flower trees, dismantling and gambling on marriage. "She shouldn't be insulted by Cheng Min's vicious woman, she should bring her own little ambiguous little secret and sleep with flowers.

Gu Qingxun smoothed the long hair that fell on her shoulders, Lu Yixun is a little king of Yama who dances with knives and guns in the mouths of people in Shengjing City, but she is sensitive, gentle and considerate, and can feel every inadvertent moment.

She patted the dust in her palm, the slight wind was wet, the moonlight had already been hidden in the clouds, the lights were dim, and seeing that a little snow was about to fall, Gu Qingxun told her that her body had not fully recovered, and she must no longer brave the wind and rain.

But Lu Yixuan was not in a hurry, she was bored for a month in the mansion arranged by Feng Xiaowangye, and finally came out to breathe and saw how her old friend was willing to say goodbye so easily, the market under the Zhufa Temple was still lively, and it was not closed because of the light snow.

The little girl's leisure is out of Gu Qingxun's clothes, he likes to see Lu Yixun change her attention in a different way, she is a smart girl, she knows how to make herself get out of all the changes faster, from the hairpin to the fan, she is in a dilemma when she wraps her hood on the dazzling array of shops, you almost think she is such a childlike girl.

In the end, the little girl jumped to her feet and shook her hands, and stared at the stall around a sugar gourd.

Gu Qingxun was a little stunned, the man had always felt that a little rakshasa with a silver saddle and a white horse like a girl from the Lu family and jumping down from the flowers would not like such a childish thing, and he almost forgot that she was just a little girl.

should enjoy the innocence and childlike fun of the girl's house.

Lu Yixuan was still bargaining with the hawkers with joy, the light snow falling above her head became more and more dense, the pedestrians around her began to walk in a hurry, and the vendors were busy cleaning up the shop.

Lu Yixin smiled gratefully, Mr. Gu is the kind of man who can make people feel stable and relieved without any worries without saying a word, but with a smile and a single action.

The wind and snow in Shengjing City were not expected, and the sound could be clearly heard when they landed on the paper umbrellas one after another, trembling, trembling.

The footsteps of the two echoed in the quiet alley, but they no longer seemed lonely.

From the noisy night market to the lonely mansion, Gu Qingxun stopped just right, he patted Lu Yixun's shoulder and told him to rest, at the end, the man pointed to the door of the mansion, Lu Yixun was strange, this will look back, and find that the red paint door is not closed, and Miss Yuechi is looking at the door anxiously, and only when she sees her can she breathe with peace of mind.

But no, the little girl ran out of the door in the afternoon after informing the maid, but for an hour or two hours, it was dark in the middle of the night, and there was no one in the snowy city.

Of course, Yue Chi was in a hurry, and even the silk handkerchief in his hand was wrung out.

Lu Yixuan grinned and stuck out her tongue, very sorry, she tightened her cloak, supported the top of her eyebrows with both hands and trotted forward.

"Sorry to worry you." She shook off the snowflakes on her body, grabbed Yue Chi's slightly frozen red hands and was about to step into the door of the mansion, "Don't stand at the door and wait, it's so frozen, it's warm in the house, why don't you go in." She complained a little, Miss Yuechi wanted her not to go.

"Ahem." Yue Chi froze and coughed lightly.

Lu Yixuan didn't understand, the woman's meaningful eyes skimmed towards the house, the hall was brightly lit, but the shadow of half of the minions in the courtyard could not be seen, and the girl of the Lu family was stunned.

"The prince is here?"