Things happened very quickly, and the curtain ended quickly, the maid 'girl' Caile was beaten to death by the 'messy' stick, Yang Jianren has become a wasted person, naturally no one cares, and 'Hua' Zhi will be sent to the nunnery after the Muxi Festival, without the permission of the 'flower' industry seal, no one is allowed to visit, and she can't go back to the 'flower' mansion, as for the Yang family, the three rooms and the three ladies finally got her wish and took away her right to take charge of the feed.

And the first thing the third lady did when she took power was to remove most of the people in the Yang family's Fengqi Pavilion, and the remaining few were either the old slaves of the Yang family who married from her mother's family to the 'Hua' family many years ago, or some 'treacherous' cunning and slippery heads, only Wu Mazi loyally followed the Yang family to take care of them.

When the 'flower' nine walked out of the ring ruler pavilion, the weather was still sunny in the morning, and the ground was 'gloomy' pressed down, and after a while, the light rain fell, and the hot breath of summer was washed by the rain, sultry and sparse, and the wind blew, and it began to be cool.

Most of the people have already dispersed from the Ring Ruler Pavilion, and 'Hua' Zhisheng was scolded by the stick and fainted to death at least five or six times, and finally was carried down by someone at all.

"I'm curious, after defeating the opponent, what does the eldest sister think at this time?" 'Flower' Mingxuan and 'Flower' Jiu stood side by side, the two stood on the eaves of the corridor, there was a thin rain stained on the robe, the wind blew, the corners of the clothes flew, from behind, the corners of the clothes of the two people with different colors and 'colors' actually had the taste of sympathy.

The nine 'flowers' looked into the distance, their eyes fell into the air, and the tips of the thin and slightly curled 'lips' pursed lightly, and after a long time, just when 'Hua' Mingxuan thought that he couldn't wait for an answer, he heard her faint words, "Otherwise, Brother Mingxuan thinks I will have some thoughts?" ”

'Hua' Mingxuan is a smart person, 'Hua' Jiu dares to guarantee that there is no one in this mansion who can see it as thoroughly as he can, the so-called too much will be lost, but she doesn't want to say anything more in front of him, there is no substantive evidence, everything is speculation, even 'Hua' Mingxuan, she naturally doesn't trust, so 'Hua' Jiu doesn't even have a trace of 'dew'.

"Excluding the opponent, I thought that at least the eldest sister would have joy in her heart, at least she didn't have to worry about someone calculating her behind her back all the time." 'Flower' Mingxuan stretched out his hand and flicked the rain silk on his sleeve, which was both indifferent and ruthless, but also had a strange sense of having something to say.

'Hua' Jiu didn't want to understand what was behind these words, Suo 'sex', she didn't stay in this 'Hua' Mansion for long, and now that the Yang family has fallen, it is really as 'Hua' Mingxuan said, there is no need to be on the embankment at all times.

"But," suddenly, 'Hua' Mingxuan approached 'Hua' Jiu, lightly blew the soft hair on her ear sideburns, and said in a whispering voice, "I advise my sister not to worry too early, you must know that if you don't eat people, others will eat you." ”

These words, inexplicably, made the 'flower' nine's back cold, in this rainy day so cold that she sneezed a few times unsightly, 'flower' Mingxuan laughed on the side, and then, he seemed to understand the distrust of 'flower' nine, no longer said anything, turned around and left, leaving only 'flower' nine-one person in the eaves of the corridor to wet half of the clothes.

The pale 'color' pupils suddenly seem to have the rain and fog rising between the heavens and the earth, and the fog 'mist' and 'mist' can't see anything real, the 'flower' nine eyes sent 'flower' Mingxuan away, his thin eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he was already thinking about the meaning of 'flower' Mingxuan's last sentence, what do you mean not to worry too early?

"Girl, the old lady asked you to go to the 'door' to see off the guests, the old lady said, this year's wooden festival is a mess." Suddenly, the voice of the beginning of summer sounded, interrupting the distraction of 'Hua' Jiu.

"Hmm." 'Hua' Jiu responded in a low voice, rubbed his arm that was drenched cold by the drizzle, and didn't take the oil-paper umbrella in Xia Chu's hand, and walked straight into the rain curtain.

"Hey, girl, you wait for the servant......" Seeing this, at the beginning of the summer, he hurriedly put up the umbrella, trotted a few steps, and followed behind the 'flower' nine, the umbrella tilted slightly, and he blocked the rain for the 'flower' nine.

Seeing a series of bad luck happening in the 'flower' mansion today, it suddenly rained in the sky, and many guests naturally said goodbye.

'Hua' Jiu helped the old lady to stand at the entrance of the big 'gate' of the 'Hua' Mansion, bowed goodbye to the departing guests one by one, and humbly and politely agreed to go to each other's 'door' next time as guests.

Until all the guests dispersed, 'Hua' Jiu's face was already stiff with a small smile, and the 'legs' that kept curtling were also very sore, not to mention the old lady of 'Hua' who was already old.

Seeing that the old lady couldn't stand it, 'Hua' Jiu insisted on letting the maid 'girl' send her back to Muxiyuan first, and then there were no guests to send her, she looked at the rain in the sky, and a sigh flowed out from the 'lips'.

As soon as she turned around, a white "color" figure jumped into the corner of her eyes, and the "flower" was slightly condensed, and her eyes "waved" as soon as she turned, and she saw a man wearing a white "color" monk's robe holding a blue-faced oil-paper umbrella, stepping on clogs and coming slowly.

The man stopped at the stone unicorn at the entrance of the 'flower' mansion' and 'gate', the oil-paper umbrella was slightly raised, and the 'flower' nine saw the pair of narrow phoenix eyes that were born with affection and grace, still with Bodhi branches and hair, still so ......

Freedom to follow 'sex'!

'Hua' Jiu suddenly became envious, she knew that it was impossible for her to leave everything behind in her life and live like this.

"Master." She called softly, and her extremely pale pupils were even lighter in the rain and mist.

The man nodded, and the blue-faced oil-paper umbrella in his palm spun, throwing out a string of dripping raindrops, and a few drops splashed onto the hem of the 'flower' nine skirts, impregnating the cold plums that bloomed instantly.

Then, the man took out a folded note from the monk's robe and reached out and handed it to 'Hua' Jiu without saying a word.

'Hua' Jiu lifted the wet skirt, stepped on the embroidered shoes, and stood in front of the man, an arm's length, not distant or close, there was a dense drizzle of melancholy falling on her, in an instant, the soft hair was covered with small droplets, shaking, like pearls.

The folded paper is boxy, with a quiet sandalwood fragrance that calms the nerves.

'Flower' Jiuyi was stunned, she opened the folding note, and saw a few small Kai with a stable style - one of the 'jade' incense, which cannot be said to others, has protection, and can move the world with fragrance!

It's just that this literal meaning makes the 'flower' nine hearts frightened, and the sandalwood is unique to Fahua Temple, so needless to say, this folded note must be the advice of Master Jue.

Gathering her mind, 'Hua' Jiu folded the folded note again, and carefully put it back into the long sleeves, she raised her head to say thanks, but she almost hit the man's chest, she was stunned, when the distance between the two was so close.

"It's raining." As if he knew what 'Hua' Jiu was thinking, the man actually opened his mouth to explain, although it was as clear and brief as ever.

Hearing this, the soft 'lips' of the 'flower' nine rose on the line, and the slightly upturned 'lips' were sharply pouted, as if they were blooming to the most prosperous pink cherry blossoms, "The last time I went down to Beifang, the master's kindness of help, Ah Jiu remembered the five inside, and today, I inherited the righteousness of the master's letter, so I dare to ask the master's name, and on other days, Ah Jiu can also pray for the master's blessing and safety, and talk about thanks." ”

This 'flower' nine questions are frank and "swinging", there is no sense of pretentiousness, the light "color" eyes are clear and pure, if you change to another "girl" family, it is estimated that you will be ashamed.

The man's 'lips' pursed, as if he didn't expect the 'flower' Jiuhui to ask like this, his narrow phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and the pupils in the dark eyes were faintly inky blue, with a soul-absorbing depth, like a dark and lonely ancient well that people couldn't see through.

The man didn't say anything for a long time, and just when 'Hua' Jiu thought that the other party would not pay attention to it, and she was about to say goodbye, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by the man.

The warm body temperature penetrated into his wrist through the thin fabric of the summer day, and in that slender place, 'Hua' Jiu immediately felt hot.

Her little face was cold, annoyed by the man's sudden lightness.

"Umbrella," the man suddenly stuffed the blue-faced oil-paper umbrella in his hand into her hand, then quickly let go of her wrist, took a step back, and stood in the rain curtain, looking at 'Hua' Jiu, the hard jaw line softened a little, "Zhaozhou, Xi's surname, name Zixiao." ”

Zhaozhou, Xi's surname, his name Zixiao?

Hearing this, 'Hua' Jiu was stunned, Xi family? Xi Zixiao?

"Breath ......" 'Flower' Jiu murmured softly, and when he returned to his senses, he only had time to see the corners of the white 'colored' monk's robe flying, and the long hair of the Bodhi branch pine was like ink, crossing the incomparably graceful arc with the 'sex' in the dripping rain, and then fell again, just like that person, coming and going, without a trace of dust.

Xi Zixiao, Mr. Xi.

These two people appeared in the capital at the same time, one was accompanied by Master Jue, and the other was haunted by the county king's mansion, to say that it was not involved in the slightest, 'Hua' Jiu really didn't believe it, she didn't think that just a merchant family's account keeper could get a different look at Ning Junwang, and she didn't hesitate to 'befriend' with him.

She knew that she would most likely marry into the Zhaozhou Xi family for Princess Yonghe, but she didn't know which Xi family child she would marry at all.

This question came suddenly, 'Hua' Jiu's thin eyebrows frowned slightly, and the scene of Xi Zixiao turning around and leaving just now kept flashing in her mind, and the monk's robe flew over, and for a while, she looked down at the handle of the oil-paper umbrella in her hand and was stunned for a while.

If the person she marries is Xi Zixiao, then the person who is free and free with her 'sex' will take her to 'wander' elsewhere from now on, and will no longer be trapped in a deep house.

When this thought came out like a sprout breaking through the ground, a sarcastic smile appeared on the thin cool 'lips', and the pale 'colored' almond eyes were full of indifference.

Xi Zixiao, when she saw him several times, he was dressed in monk's clothes, and his temperament was like a fairy who did not enter the world, how could he step into this complicated red dust for her.

"Girl, it's raining heavily." There was a faint voice from the beginning of summer behind her, she held an umbrella, half-lowered her eyes, and was not at all curious about the extra blue-faced oil-paper umbrella in the girl's hand.

"Hmm." 'Hua' Jiu snorted from her nose, she took the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, stepped under the umbrella at the beginning of summer, and looked closely, she found that the blue 'colored' umbrella surface was carefully painted with the ink drawing of the Bodhi tree.

The Bodhi tree is long and lush, under the tree, a futon, a string of Buddha beads, a person cross-legged 'legs' to meditate, after the ink drawing is wet by the rain, the ink is smudged, the Bodhi tree comes to life, vivid people seem to be able to hear the sound of the leaves slicing.

The slightly cool fingertips stroked it, but it was stained with the rain in one hand, and 'Hua' Jiu withdrew his hand suddenly, and the action was as fast as if it had been scalded by boiling water, abrupt and disobedient.

"Burn it for me." Throwing the umbrella to the beginning of summer, the tone of 'flower' nine was as cool as rain.

Since you can't live freely in this life, what else do you envy! After all, no matter how hard it is, she will find a special existence that can make her feel alive, but it will definitely not be Xi Zixiao!