Time is fast, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, only to taste the taste of the Mid-Autumn Festival, do not feel the chrysanthemums all over the ground, raise your eyes to the autumn geese, a melancholy wind passes, and suddenly hear the sound of snow hitting the window.

Xiao Yuan's sister and brother and sister are sitting and eating the wedding banquet, today is the day when Zhang Gui and Yue Ying, the daughter of the shopkeeper of the six Chen Pu Yue, got married, set up five tables in the courtyard to invite the neighbors, called the gongs and drums to play the reeds to help the fun, Zhang Gui walked in front of the wedding robe, but the street to the end of the street, he did not ride a horse, and the sedan chair behind him carried the big red sedan chair, and staggered into the door.

Worship the heaven and worship the high hall to worship the husband and wife, the bride is sent into the room, Zhang Gui stays with the guests, he is full of joy and toasts at the table, and when he toasts Xiao Yuan, his face is already red, and even his speech is a little vague: "Xiao Niangzi, I am sorry for you......"

"You didn't feel sorry for me." Xiao Yuan poured a pot full of wine, touched his wine cup lightly, then raised his neck to drink it all, bent his lips and smiled: "The tenth generation of cultivation came to cross the same boat, and the hundred generations of cultivation came to sleep together, this is the fate of you and Miss Yue, and no one can break up." He picked up a red-skinned jujube on the plate and handed it to him: "Eat it, give birth to a noble son early!" ”

Zhang Gui took the jujube and threw it into his mouth, Zhang Po and the others laughed coawardly, the firecrackers crackled, wisps of green smoke dispersed, and the pink confetti exploded all over the place.

It was late at night after the banquet was finished, Sister Rong fell asleep on Xiao Yun's back, Xiao Yuan retracted her hand into her sleeve and pulled it together, looked at the sky and clouds, and took a breath of cold air: "This day is as fast as flowing water, as if I have just entered Beijing, how can I think that the New Year is approaching." ”

Xiao Yan smiled and said nothing, there was a cold light touch on his forehead, the snow fell, he quickened his pace, suddenly stood and bowed his head, Xiao Yuan noticed, then looked down, and was taken aback, all the blood was sprinkled along the road, and the stars stretched out little by little, straight to their residence.

The two of them ran up quickly, and sure enough, there was a person lying on their stomachs in front of the door, Xiao Yuan took Sister Rong and held it in his arms, Xiao Yan squatted down and stretched out his hand to turn over him, waiting to see his face clearly, frowning.

Chao Xiao Yuan said: "It's Yan Indixia." His clothes were torn apart, revealing a chest full of blood, still gurgling, hot and bloody, and his bones were cold to iron.

Touching his nose, the breath is like a gossamer.

Xiao Yan looked at the eldest sister: "To save or not to save?" He is more than lucky. ”

Xiao Yuan opened the door with Sister Rong in her arms, and said without looking back: "Drag him in, even if he dies, he can't die here." ”

Xiao Yan smiled and kicked Yan Dixia, this kid has a big life.

Xiao Yuan found a ginseng whisker and stuffed it into Yan Sheng's mouth to hang himself, then went to boil the water, ordered Xiao Yun to strip off his tattered clothes, took a new cotton towel to dip in water, cleaned up the dirt for him, and poured out five basins of blood and water, only to show the scars.

Not to mention Xiao Kite, Ren Xiao, who is used to killing, has a slight change in his face.

"Can't find Langzhong." Xiao Yuan said softly: "If he is afraid of reporting to the official, we will cause trouble in vain." ”

She went upstairs and took out Jin Chuangyao and gauze to simply apply and bandage Yan Indixia, then covered her with a tight mattress, tucked the corners of the quilt, and waited for tomorrow if it was still burning, and then thought of other methods.

They didn't talk about it.

Late at night, when everything is silent, a snow falls like cranes and white feathers, and the sound of brushing is like ten thousand crabs walking in the sand.

Sister Rong suddenly rubbed her eyes and sat up, and called twice: "Sister, sister." But I saw that Sister Ah didn't move, and she slept very sweetly.

She climbed to the edge of the bed, lifted the curtain and shoes out of the room, went downstairs through the hall, walked to the room on the right, pushed open the door, saw Yan Dixia sleeping with her pale eyes closed, and touched his face closely: "Brother Yan, you are back!" ”

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