After a while, Ji Xuan'er came to open the door and let Wen Yixian into the house. Ji Xuan'er's room was still as tidy as when Wen Yixian first saw it, not messy at all, thinking of his room that had only lived for two months, it was already more messy than a dog kennel, Wen Yixian couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and said with a smile: "What kind of person lives in what kind of room, Brother Xuan'er's room is also the same as yours, spotless." ”

Ji Xuan'er knew that she was just talking casually, thinking that she didn't come here to say such a sentence, usually at this time, she had already fallen asleep because she was extremely tired during the day, tonight, when he passed by the dining hall, he saw Leng Erdao there, and he didn't know what he suddenly came up the mountain to say to Wen Yixian, so he couldn't sleep after a night of blockage in his heart, so he brought a book out and looked at it.

Ji Xuan'er poured Wen Yixian a cup of hot tea, handed it to her hands that were red from cold, and said, "Cover it." ”

Wen Yixian took the tea, held it in his hand and held it for a while, a burst of warmth flowed from the palm of his hand to his whole body, and smiled at Ji Xuan'er: "It's really warm." She didn't know why, but she hesitated for a long time to ask tonight and didn't know whether to open her mouth, so she kept talking nonsense that didn't matter.

Ji Xuan'er looked at Wen Yixian and said, "What question do you want to ask?" Go ahead. ”

Wen Yixian then had the courage to speak and asked, "Senior Brother Xuan'er, what is the secret of the top floor of the Tianji Pavilion?" I've heard that only three people have seen it for so long, my grandfather, my father, and you, so can you tell me what the secret of the top floor is? I'm curious. ”

Hearing Wen Yixian's question, Ji Xuan'er's pupils shrank, as if he thought of something very terrifying, and said: "There is no special secret, this is not a question that you should inquire about, it is late today, you better go back and rest." ”

Wen Yixian had never seen Ji Xuan'er treat her like this, and even drove her out of the room, the stunned in her heart outweighed her anger, and a sense of weakness that she was afraid of being hated by the person she liked made her dare not continue to ask, so she had to stand up and leave Ji Xuan'er's room immediately.

Suddenly, Ji Xuan'er said, "Did Leng Erdao tell your master, Senior Brother Wuchen and me the secret of the top floor of Tianji Pavilion?" You better not believe his words. ”

Wen Yixian didn't know what to say, so she didn't answer, and went back to her room, but Ji Xuan'er's attitude made her more and more interested in that secret, and after thinking about it, she unfortunately lost sleep for a night. Ever since Leng Erdao told her the secret of this Tianji Pavilion, it was like a cat's paw, tickling her heart, making her feel that there was a force driving her to figure out what this secret was.

So, at dawn, she finally made a decision: to participate in the disciple conference, and to become the first place in the disciple conference.

So, without waiting for the old man of Tianji to give her the cheats, she ran into the room of Tianji herself, wanting to take a random cheats from his bookshelf to practice, and then she saw the pictures of the girl hanging all over the house.

These pictures of girls are all excellent works, the pen is very detailed, and the colors are very coordinated, the girls on these paintings are either standing, or sitting, or lying, and they are all dressed very neatly, holding a beautiful fan as thin as a cicada's wings, and they look like the daughter of a rich family, and these paintings are all the same woman.

"Grandma." Wen Yixian sighed in his heart, the women in these paintings in his room were the women he married because of sympathy, it seemed that he not only sympathized with her, he also loved her very much, and missed her very much.

She looked at the white-haired old man sleeping soundly on the bed, and thought: "In this world, many people are not as good as they seem, people who look chic and have bonds in their hearts, people who look very plain, and there are vigorous stories in the past. ”

She didn't want to disturb the old man on the bed, so she tiptoed out of the room.