Mu Zisu's heart softened, and she held his fingers, his finger joints were wide, and she could still feel the calluses left by his years of sword practice in her palm.

What she didn't know was that these slender and white hands had held the most beautiful but evil sword in the world, played the most beautiful tunes, stained with the blood of countless heroes and heroes, and played with the most precious treasures, but what the owner of these hands craved most was just to take care of her little hands in the palm of her hand, never let go for the rest of her life, and wanted to hold her wherever she went.

So much for.

As the two walked, Mu Zisu suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

She looked up at him for a long time, watching his white hair flutter under the night sky.

"Master, why did you want to give me to someone else in the first place?"

She finally asked the sentence that she had been holding back for ten years. In the lively crowd, she waited intently for his answer, and the hand holding him couldn't help but clench.

After all, it was a shadow of her childhood. It's also a buckle that he can't untie.

However, Xiao Xian just said blankly: "I...... Giving you to someone else? When? ”

It turned out that he had long forgotten all about the original incident-

Maybe she won't be able to find the answer in her life. But at this time, she thought that she could still hold his hand, which was ten million times more important than the original reason.

So she told herself that Master loved herself so much, there must have been something unspeakable at the beginning, it must have been!

Mu Zisu stared at his eyes dyed with a starry smile, she shook her head and said, "It's nothing, let's go." ”

"Gluttony...... You tap, Master's hand is about to be pinched off by you......"

"I'm afraid you're running away again!"

The sky is lit up by fireworks that resemble a hundred flowers in full bloom.

He squeezed her little hand, "Master is here, not going anywhere." ”

From that day on, Mu Zisu secretly swore an oath.

He must be cured.

Chunxue, the close-fitting maid in white, couldn't help but sigh deeply when she saw her husband bored all day long, sitting in front of the dragon chanting in the sea, holding her head and not giving up.

Since Mr. came back from Changshen Palace that day, she has been like this, she didn't dare to come forward to persuade her, but just changed her tricks to make some side dishes that Mr. likes to eat. Even if she brought a freshly roasted, white-clothed favorite food called flower chicken, he looked tasteless.

"Sir, there's a visitor here."

"I'm busy, no—"

Before Bai Yi could finish his words, the door was pushed open with a 'creak'.

"What, I'm gone?"

As soon as he heard this clear and sweet voice, the gloomy eyes of the white clothes suddenly lit up, and the little white ears suddenly stood up.

He hurriedly walked over, the smile on his lips was thick, but he pretended to be angry and said, "Master Mu has a lot of opportunities, how can he think of me." Come in and talk about it. ”

Mu Zisu walked in and watched Bai Yi hurriedly make tea for himself. While busy, he said: "Look at me, the days are all confused, and I forgot that the day before yesterday was your birthday...... Wait, I'll show you something good. ”

She sat down, "It's okay, you don't have to work for me, you've given me enough." I have come today to repay you this. ”

The smile on Bai Yi's face was stunned.

Mu Zisu put his peace clasp on the table and said, "This gift is too valuable, I can't accept it." ”

He slowly picked up the safety buckle and said with a lonely expression: "...... In the future, you won't come to me? ”

"Anyway, the people in Chunyun Tower know me, and I don't need this anymore. We're still friends, right? ”

Bai Yi was relieved and nodded. Then, he chuckled and said, "Okay, by the way, have you seen the snow-capped mountains in Dongying?" In this hot summer, it is also full of plain silver, tomorrow, tomorrow I will take you to take a look, right? ”