The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and Han Chen changes his ice purse more and more times every day. The shadow of the thousand cold is also more and more lazy......

"Han Chen." Looking at Han Chen, who was loading ice, Qianhan Shadow spoke.

"The slave is here."

"Is there any wine?" There was a flash of excitement in his eyes.

"Lord, I still need to buy it."

"Buy some and chill them."

"Yes, Lord."

Wine is not difficult to buy, but Han Chen knows that what the owner wants is peach blossom drunk, and the taste needs to be pure and sweet, so he has to find it.

Inquire all the way, and know that there is a floor in the south of the city, and the name immortal stays, and there should be this wine in it.

Mention the martial qi and go to the south of the city. I saw the fairy yarn in the building, and the incense curled up, but it couldn't hide the aroma of the wine, it was really a good place!

"Boss, Peach Blossom is drunk."

"Seeing that the son is elegant, I wonder if I can ask the son?"

"Boss, please speak, I must know everything."

"Childe, do you know who this peach blossom is falling for?"

The boss has clear eyebrows, and there should be more than twenty years of age. When he said this, a faint sadness appeared between his eyebrows and eyes.

Han Chen suddenly thought that day with the master to climb the mountain, the peach blossoms bloomed and fell, the master is extraordinary, but the peach blossoms still can't bloom for the beauty.

blurted out, "The peach blossoms bloom every year, but they only bloom for time." ”

The boss was stunned, and then smiled bitterly, yes, the peach blossoms bloom every year, but people don't return for a long time. The person in the dream is not there, although this peach blossom is good, but it is also less appreciated, and it is boring. But if you don't open it, you don't know how many people's hearts will be broken, so it's better to give it time......

"Childe is destined to be a person, and he can always be accompanied by a beautiful woman, so this wine will be given to Childe." With that, the shopkeeper walked to the back. The hem of the skirt and the sound fall.

Han Chen was puzzled, but he didn't want to think of this sentence many years later, and he still felt so beautiful. It's a pity that this immortal can't be found to live again.

Take the wine back to the house, and even dusk. Chill it. It was served in a fine white jade wine jug and a wine glass, and it was sent to the master.

"Sit."

"Yes, Lord."

Qianhan Shadow sat by the window, wearing only a thin black gauze robe, her hair was not tied up, loosely draped behind her head, and her red eyes were a little blurry before she had even drank.

Han Chen's hand as he poured wine shook slightly, he had never seen her like this.

The wine has been poured, and the richness of the peach blossoms is mixed with the fragrance of the wine, which is really the best in the wine!

The green onion jade hand gently picked up the wine glass, put it between her nose and sniffed, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, she has loved this taste since she was a child, but compared with her brother's brewing, it is a little worse.

One cup after another, Han Chen also saw her drinking for the first time, elegant and luxurious. The master does everything with grace and elegance.

Soon, the wine had bottomed out, but she was still unsatisfied.

"Take some more." She was already drunk.

"Lord, thou art drunk, and though the wine is good, do not drink too much." Han Chen spoke.

For a long time, Qianhan Shadow did not make a sound. Han Chen raised his head, just opposite the pair of red eyes, his heart was shocked, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

"You're getting more and more disobedient." The Thousand Chills Shadow was not angry, but there was no blame for that.

Han Chen still bowed his head, "Please punish the Lord." "He's still that stupid.

This made Qianhan Shadow a little angry.

"Then face the wall."

"Yes, Lord." This kind of criminal law is not recorded in the book of punishment of the Hidden Temple.

Qian Han Shadow glanced at him, stood up, bypassed Han Chen, and wanted to go out.

"Lord, it is night outside, so it is better not to go out, lest the wind and cold prevail."

"No problem." It's a pity that Qianhan is drunk and disobedient, and she is now like a child.

The night breeze blew up the black gauze robe, and Han Chen lowered his head and blushed his cheeks. Silver-white hair danced in the wind, and a flute appeared in the hand of the Thousand Cold Shadows, exactly the same as that night.

The hand is raised, the lips move slightly, and the flute sounds, which is chic and refreshing.

This song is fresh and elegant, the rhythm is soothing and beautiful, like a stream spring, intoxicating like wine, crisp and soft, euphemistic and clear coexist. It's like heaven.

Han Chen also stood quietly as he did that day. Listening to this song, it is like a person, ethereal, and there is an unknown feeling. It seems to be missing, and there seems to be a grievance. The sound of the flute is like the sound of a dream. Through the long years, it is still the same...... Stacks linger and drift around.

The gentle sound of the flute touched the brilliance of the silver moon in the sky, as if the petals of 10,000 dots in the sky were falling one after another, embellishing the solemn picture into a dream.

At the end of the song, it is more like people have been dispersed and hearts are broken......

"Han Chen, go back."

"Yes."

Han Chen served Qian Han and fell asleep, the faint smell of wine lingered in her nose, confusing his heart, I don't know where to start today's boss's words.

Carefully tuck the corners of the quilt, light the incense to calm the nerves, and gently retreat.

As everyone knows, that night, Qianhan had a long dream, and the people in the dream were still young......