Chapter 401: Dry Lotus (1)

The slave was grateful, thinking that he had doubted Xie Yu's intentions before, he only felt that he was really a villain.

He was lying in the carriage, but his heart had already flown away, and he just wanted to rush to San'in as soon as possible and see Hagi Niang safe and sound as soon as possible.

Zhu Fayun glanced at his anxious look sourly, and said unhappily: "I know that I am not feeling well, and I have to hurry away, and I don't know how to rest when I know that I am a patient." ”

Jinu didn't hear it, still staring at the speeding scenery outside the window.

Zhu Fayun said angrily: "You, that's what you're talking about, you can't stop running faster when you see the horses outside, can't you stop and lie down?" ”

The slave finally turned his face to look at her, but he just asked tepidly, "I look at me, what does it have to do with you?" ”

Zhu Fayun stagnated for a while, racked his brains and finally came up with a reason, and said strongly: "If you don't rest well, the wound will not recover, if your wound worsens, wouldn't it seem that the secret medicine of our Tile Coffin Temple is ineffective, and wouldn't it seem that I, the person who personally healed your wounds, is incompetent?!" ”

The slave replied flatly, "Oh." ”

Such a silent rebuke was even more embarrassing than his loud rebuttal, Zhu Fayun only felt that his cheeks were red, and he couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, and he wanted to kick him out of the carriage.

She remembered the way she saw Haginiang before, and couldn't help but say nothing, and said coldly: "I don't know if you rush back like this, whether others appreciate it, and what others want to see is not you." ”

As soon as these words came out, he really immediately said what was in the mind of the slave, he glared at Zhu Fayun fiercely, only glared at her in the heart, and couldn't help lowering his voice, but he still said stiffly: "I didn't say anything wrong." ”

The slave was embarrassed for a while, and hurriedly looked at Zhu Fatai, who was pretending to be asleep, but saw that he had opened his eyes at some point, and said with a smile: "You don't have to care too much about these, fate is no fate, no fate is also fate, it should belong to you, and it has never changed." ”

Zhu Fayun asked suspiciously, "What do you mean by this, why has Master never taught me this?" ”

Zhu Fa looked at her clearly, and replied very seriously: "Your master and I are different from what we have learned, and the two of us have different concepts, but this does not prevent me from being friends with him for life, appreciating a person, and it does not have to be completely agreed with him, loving someone does not mean that you have to wronged yourself to please him, if you feel that you have been wronged, it can only mean that it is not really great love." ”

He was still saying to Zhu Fayun at first, and then he seemed to be saying it to Jinu.

If he felt something in his heart, he only felt that this master was really wise, and he could always relieve his doubts about the things he doubted in his heart, and he could always get to the point, as if he could know his own mind.

He understood that Zhu Fatai was waking himself up, and replied respectfully: "I have been taught in Xia, and it is true that as you said, I never feel wronged in Xiaxia. ”

When Zhu Fayun heard this, he couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, no matter how hard he spoke, he couldn't speak, so he could only turn his face to look out of the window on the other side, and no longer looked at the slave.

At dusk, they finally arrived at Shanyin, although the slave was a sick person, but only he knew Liu Muzhi's mansion, and he struggled to get up and said, "I'll enter the city in a while, I'll take a look at the situation ahead." ”

However, when they passed the post station at the entrance of the city, a man with a beautiful figure stopped them and asked, "Is it Jingkou Liu Lang and his party in the car?" ”

His voice was crisp and loud, even the slaves in the car heard it, and when he opened the curtains on the car and looked over, he saw that the man was wearing the clothes of a house slave in Liu Mu's mansion, with a clear face and clear eyes.

Liu Muzhi is worthy of being a warlock, and he can even count him to return to Shanyin today.

The slave hurriedly motioned for Liu Huaijing to approach, and said to him: "This person is my friend's house slave, you just follow him." ”

Liu Huaijing frowned and said: "Your friend is too concerned about you, we came back on a temporary basis, how can he know, obviously someone has been arranged to wait here every day, you weren't worried about him before, but now it seems that it is really very possible." ”

He pursed his lips unhappily and said suspiciously: "Nothing to do, either a traitor or a thief, could it be that he has a crush on his sister-in-law?" ”

Jinu couldn't help laughing, patted his head, and said with a smile: "You will be cranky." ”

He thought about it for a while, but still said: "Now that he is in Sanyin, Hagi Niang is in his hands again, even if he has any different intentions, shouldn't we go to his house?" Do as I tell you. ”

Liu Huaijing nodded helplessly, stepped forward, and replied, "Exactly, please lead the way." ”

The man's serious face immediately showed a smile, and he said happily: "My master has been waiting for you for a long time, so come with me." ”

The last time I came, the slave didn't pay much attention to the location of Liu Muzhi's house, but just remembered the general location, although the house was not big, it was very rare compared to the surrounding houses, and it shouldn't be difficult to find it.

However, this time, when he looked at the house on the side of the road with his memory, he found that he couldn't find the familiar place at all, and it wasn't until Liu Mu's house, who led the way, that he heard the familiar melodious music of Qingyue.

Raise your eyes, but see the door of Liu's Mansion is very inconspicuous, from the street looks like an ordinary house, the only chic place, I am afraid that it is the copper bell swaying in the wind on both sides of the lintel, the bell hangs down for a long time, the color is low and dumb, the timbre is crisp, although living in Pengmen but there is an elegant taste, it can be seen that Liu Muzhi, the master's character, both wants to hide in the world, and is unwilling to completely drown his talent, is really a very contradictory person.

The carriage turned a corner, and then drove into the side door, where the men were already waiting, leading the people inside.

Only then did he see the familiar yard and the familiar road, and as soon as the car stopped, he jumped out of the carriage impatiently, and without Liu Huaijing's support, he walked to Haginiang's bedroom in three steps and two steps.

Seeing that he was so willful, Zhu Fayun hurriedly followed, and shouted: "You should go slower, you will carefully pull the wound for a while, and the next time you take the medicine, it will not kill you." ”

The slave's scalp was numb, and although he was not slow at all, he subconsciously held his injury with his hand, so as not to be unfortunate by her.

The last time he met Hagi Niang at the gate of the official mansion, he didn't expect it at all, it was like a surprise that fell from the sky.

This time he was really tormented in his heart, full of worry and doubt enveloping his heart, just afraid that he wouldn't be able to see Hagi Niang when he entered the house, or worse, see Hagi Niang motionless......

He subconsciously looked at the wooden floor under his feet, and unconsciously thought, the pattern of this floor is so beautiful, what is the pattern? Like a bird, like a vine of flowers......

If Hagi Musume is really ......

All the things I tried to prove to her would lose my meaning, and what else did I need to fight for and earn for......?

The door frame of the inner room was already close in front of him, and the brass bell outside the door hung quietly, and there was no sound at all.

He reached forward, trying to push open the heavy purple curtain.