On the trestle, in the water pavilion, in the garden.

There is no one left.

Wei Shaoguang stood by the railing and looked up at the person in front of him.

The crescent moon shone from Zishu's right shoulder, and the silver-gray light was cold and dazzling, because of this light, she could not see the man's outline clearly, and a gust of wind blew and blew over, and the veil on his face rose and fell, and the curvature brought out was the most beautiful proportion.

Wei Shaoguang had a lot of thoughts in his heart for a while, and his brain was like a presentation, and after one picture after another, he finally froze on the blue-white glazed cup in the evening this evening.

She kept looking up at him, her expression was very focused, and the emotions that flashed in her black and white eyes were so moving.

Zishu sighed, and she stretched out a hand and gently placed it on the top of Shaguang's head, rubbing it gently, as usual.

It's a head killing.

Shake the light faintly thinking about inconsequential things.

She heard Zishu's voice in this state.

"Let's go back."

The man knew what the state of her arm was, he walked over and approached the shaking light, leaning over slightly and leaning over to his ear, "Yuheng, this is not the place to speak. ”

Shaking Light trembled uncontrollably, she turned her face sideways, widened the distance between them, and nodded, in response to Zishu's words.

The man straightened up, turned around and walked out, Wei Shaoguang hesitated for a moment and then walked out.

It was already very dark in this manor at this time, the sporadic lamps that had dotted before had been extinguished, and without the servants who led the way, he could only walk by the round of crescent moon in the sky, the bright moonlight sprinkled on the path, and the shadows on the road fell into patches of connected shadows, the bamboo forest was rattling, and the crisp voice of Zishu was ringing around Linglang.

It was a great evening.

Wei Shaoguang's internal force was still sealed, the broken shoulders and arms were still hanging weakly in his sleeves, the young man walked behind him without saying a word, the red plums in the corners of his eyes showed a bit of bright color under the moonlight, and his immature face was covered with a layer of moonlight, becoming more and more exquisite.

Neither of them spoke, and remained silent until they walked out of the manor and walked to the carriage.

Different from Fu Weiren's all-black, Zishu's frame looked very elegant and simple, and the bright color of plain blue made Shaoguang think of the clothes that Qingxiamen's disciples often wore, and she was a little distracted for a while.

A pair of hands reached out in front of her, and shook his hand to look at Zishu standing next to her, ready to help her.

"My arm was broken by Fu Weiren."

She calmly told the truth, she really wanted to take this beautiful hand, but she didn't have the ability.

"I'm sorry, I was negligent."

He said so, and withdrew his hand, but his next action was truly terrifying.

Yes, it was terrible for Shake Light, and it was beyond everyone's expectations.

Zishu withdrew his hand, but he turned around and hugged Shaoguang's waist, and hugged it to the carriage in the young man's surprised eyes, and Shaoguang struggled reflexively after returning to his senses because of surprise, Zishu was originally polite and hugged the young man's waist, and after the young man's struggle, he let go very reasonably, and then Wei Shaoguang fell from the carriage, Zishu was startled and hurriedly used his hand to support her.

Between the lightning and flint, Wei Shaoguang fell into Zishu's arms with a sigh of surprise, and she kissed Zishu's cheek through a thin veil.

Time should have stood still at this moment, and nothing could be heard, except for the sound of his own heartbeat, the sound of the world was not in his ears.

What she could feel was her face and ears getting hotter and hotter, and she was afraid that the tips of her ears were red.

After Wei Shaoguang crossed this thought, she finally regained her mobility, her arm couldn't be forced, she could only tilt her cheek, put her chin on Zishu's shoulder, lay on the other party's shoulder, and apologized in embarrassment.

"Yes, I'm sorry."

She thought, it's really terrible, if she hadn't been controlled by others before, she wouldn't have had such a thing happening, which made her face the person in front of her in the future.

Zishu's face was hidden under the veil, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but the tips of his ears showed a little pink, and he still maintained the posture of embracing the young man, and after feeling the action of the young man burying his face on his shoulder, he seemed to have regained his expression, and slowly withdrew his outstretched hand and put it on the young man's not very wide back in his arms.

"It's okay, I'm abrupt."

After a pause, he continued, "I just want to carry you to the car, and I can get you back to your original state after leaving here, forgive me." ”

Shake the light buried her face on Zishu's shoulder, she was extremely embarrassed now, and after listening to Zishu's end, she let out a low "um", which was considered to express her meaning.

Zishu smiled softly, and simply jumped into the carriage with Wei Shaoguang in his arms, and got into the carriage, where a shadow guard in black jumped out from a certain direction and sat in front of the carriage, silently driving the horses out of the manor.

An oil lamp was lit in the car, and the light was dim, warm, and there was a burning musk, which tasted good.

After Shaguang entered the carriage, she was gently placed on the cushion by Zishu, leaning her back against the wall of the carriage, feeling that the carriage was moving at a rapid speed, she looked up and her face was still red, "Now you can help me unlock the acupuncture point, seventeen." ”

She called out the name.

Zishu on the other side chuckled, stretched out his hand and took off the veil on his face, revealing a face that could make Mingyue lose color, this was Jiang Seventeen.

"Did Yuheng recognize me in the first place? That's smart. ”

"I'm poor, I really didn't recognize you at the beginning, I only confirmed it when I got close to you, and I was just guessing before."

"That's pretty good, too."

Jiang Qiqi looked very happy, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth all the time, and he could tell the truth of his smile by shaking the light, which was damn very real pleasure.

Thinking about what happened just now, Wei Shaoguang could no longer maintain her calm and composure, she said to Jiang Qiqi a little angrily, "Hurry up and help me unlock the acupoint, it's super uncomfortable." ”

"Yes, you can."

Jiang Qiqi was very refreshing, and after Shaoguang's words fell, he reached out to unlock the acupuncture points on Wei Shaoguang's body, "I'll help you connect your arm, it will hurt, you can bear with it." ”

"Hmm."

Shaking the light while feeling the internal force that can finally circulate in his body, he gritted his teeth and endured the pain of bone grafting.

Fu Weiren said that his broken bone joints would hurt very much, which is true.

It really hurts.

When she connected the bone joints between her shoulder and wrist, the bones shifted and the pain made her face pale for a moment, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she bit her lower lip tightly without making a sound.

"Okay, Ziyan is more ruthless, you can rest for a while."

Jiang Seventeen's voice is always gentle, like gurgling water, penetrating into a person's heart little by little, but his jade-like temperament is like a spring breeze, which makes people feel no sense of resistance.

Wei Shaoguang leaned against the wall of the car and gasped lowly, closed his eyes and slowly calmed his heartbeat and pain.

After a while, Shaoguang seemed to have rested and regained a little strength, she opened her eyes and looked at Jiang Qiqi, who was sitting opposite, her eyes blinked, as if she was thinking about something.

"Just ask, don't guess."

As if sensing Wei Shaoguang's hesitation, Jiang Qiqi directly gave the steps.

"Is your word 'Zishu'?"

"Just ask such an uninteresting question?"

"Of course not, you answer me first."

"Well, my word is 'Zishu'."

"Then, you and Fu Weiren are old acquaintances?"

"Hmm."

"Finally, are you the prince?"

"Yes, I am indeed a prince, an insignificant prince."

The conversation ended, and there was a moment of silence in the car.

Wei Shaoguang raised a smile, as if she was a little mocking and a little relieved, she said, "It's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." ”

Jiang Seventeen's identity, he didn't care about his performance at all, and he only frowned slightly after listening to Shaoguang's words, "Yuheng's identity is not simple." ”

"What's wrong with me?"

"Wei Shaoguang, Yan Yuheng, it's all you."

"Wei Shaoguang is not honorable, and I hope that Seventeen will not mention it again in the future."

The two of them looked at each other, and suddenly Wei Shaoguang laughed to himself, "Since I know the character of Seventeen, then I will also tell you my character." ”

"It's my pleasure to know."

"My word 'and light' is taken from 'and light and dust', Qingwen said, this is what my father gave me before his death."

"A good word, indeed."

Jiang Qiqi gave such an evaluation, but Wei Shaoguang didn't care much about it.