At noon, Shangguan Wuji finally put down the book he had been reading all morning, got up and stretched, stretched his body, and looked at Yue Cangli.

The sky at noon did not clear, it was still gloomy and depressing, the light in the house was not good, it was groggy, and it was easy for people to fall asleep.

Yue Cangli sat upright on the chair and fell asleep, her hands were ladylike on her laps, her eyes were closed, her small mouth was half open, and she made a regular snoring sound, with her gurgling stomach, and from time to time there were one or two chewing movements, as if she was dreaming of eating.

Shangguan Wuji's action of getting up woke Yue Cangli up, she opened her eyes as if she was awake, and a pair of black pupils were still out of focus.

Shangguan Wuji frowned, seeing that although her black pupils had no focal length, her aura flashed, and she had a plan in her heart, looked at the sky outside, and ordered her, "You are too full in the morning, you go out for a walk with me, and eat less." ”

Eat your sister! What did you eat? What did you eat?

Let the 10,000 XXX heads in his heart rush by, Yue Cangli's body automatically got up obediently, and followed Shangguan Wuji outward.

Out of the door, Shangguan Wuji looked up at the occasional falling snow particles in the sky, and instructed Ling'er, "I'll take her out for a walk, you don't have to follow." ”

The corners of Ling'er's mouth twitched, walking?!It's not a dog, how can you walk it?!

Yue Cangli, who had just stepped out from behind Shangguan Wuji, shook his body, with a pale and haggard face, and his posture should have been pitiful, but he inexplicably had a kind of energetic and angry domineering momentum.

Ling'er looked at her sympathetically and bowed her head, "Yes." I'll put a cloak on her. ”

With Shangguan Wuji's approval, he hurriedly went back to the house and brought a peach-pink cloak decorated with rabbit fur for Yue Cangli to wear, because he was not at ease, he wrapped her in a jacket in the cloak, and the whole life was wrapped like a bear.

Shangguan Wuji squinted at Xiong Xiangyue Cangli, nodded with inexplicable satisfaction, and walked out first, "Follow me." ”

Yue Cangli paused three times in one step, and finally couldn't resist his body's obedience to Shangguan Wuji's orders, and followed Shangguan Wuji behind him with grief and anger, and walked out of the courtyard with small steps.

Shangguan Wuji didn't walk fast, he walked slowly in front, Yue Cangli followed behind him, and walked slowly with his pace.

The two of them were one after the other, and the surroundings were very quiet, only the rustling sound under their feet, and through the wall, one or two shouts and shouts could be heard outside.

Shangguan Wuji walked a little distracted, walking more and more slowly, as if he was thinking about something. Behind Yue Cangli's black eyes were agitated, his eyes gradually focused, a pair of cunning and agile black eyes, quietly probing and looking at him, but he didn't know that Shangguan Wuji in front of him was instantly sensed because of her gaze, and the corners of his mouth brought a smile.

Walking to the gate, the old man of the gatekeeper saw Shangguan Wuji coming, hurriedly opened the door, and sent him out, his eyes couldn't help but look at Yue Cangli curiously, but he always smiled and didn't say much.

Shangguan Wuji led Yue Cangli to the street, because of the cold weather, except for the continuous flow of people from the main street, the small streets and alleys next to it looked extremely deserted.

Shangguan Wuji traveled all the way, and the surrounding merchants and merchants all saluted him, and he also saluted him one by one, sometimes inquired about the situation in Zhongzhou with the merchants, and sometimes exchanged some customs with the caravan, and listened to them tell some stories on the business road.

Some people were also curious about the identity of the little girl behind Shangguan Wuji, and he replied honestly, "I bought it from Zhang Tiankuo." ”

So everyone looked at her a little unscrupulously, and even said a few nonsense words, made a few colorful jokes, and no one was always her thing.

Originally, what else could come out of Zhang Tiankuo's hand, everyone should clearly understand it.

Every time he encountered such a situation, Yue Cangli felt depressed in his heart, and he couldn't wait to jump up and give a slap to vent the hatred in his heart.

After going down all the way, he walked for an hour and a half, Shangguan Wuji was happy to communicate with people, and by the way, he told others that Yue Cangli was bought by him from Zhang Tiankuo, and in one afternoon, the whole Sang Yancheng knew that Shangguan Qigongzi suddenly bought a few young women from Zhang Tiankuo, and he also took one out to patrol the city.

Yue Cangli's legs as she followed were weak, and every step was like stepping on cotton, making her body shake uncontrollably, breathing for bursts of shortness, and feeling that the whole person was not good. I don't know if she is hungry, cold, or tired, in short, she feels that if she lies down now, she will probably not wake up!

Hey, he was not played to death in Zhang Tiankuo's hands, but he was played to death by Shangguan Wuji. She is not wronged!

It was getting close to evening, and Shangguan Wuji finally led Yue Cangli to a restaurant, which was located in the northwest corner of the entire Sangyan City, in the innermost part of a remote alley, with no plaque at the door, only a broken wooden board carved out, leaning against the door, which was the name of the store and the guide.

The decoration of the store is old, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy is lying on the table and falling asleep on the table, when he hears someone coming in, he raises his eyelids and looks at it impatiently, and his fingers are inside, "Find yourself to sit on the ground." ”

The room was small, barely with three tables, one of which sat a scruffy scholar of about forty years old with a scruffy beard, five black fingernails covered with mud, holding a greasy manuscript of the Song of Songs, reciting word for word with his head in his head.

There are no people at the other two tables, there are three or five pairs of chopsticks inserted in the bamboo tube on the table, and there are long wooden stools without backrests next to the table, the tables, chairs and benches are very old, with many defects and cracks, but they are very clean, and there is no greasy and dirty feeling.

Shangguan Wuji led Yue Cangli to one of the tables, passing by the scholar's desk, the scholar glanced at them with hanging eyes, and snorted coldly angrily, "Wisdom is the lonely emperor, the heart is wide, the fate is born and separated, the fate is dead, the mistake is wrong." ”

Shangguan Wuji was stunned for a moment, turned around and bowed to the scholar and made a big salute, "Thank you for your teaching!"

The sloppy scholar snorted coldly again, grabbed his unkempt hair with his black fingers, lowered his head and continued to read, not caring at all whether it was the lord of a city or the legendary seventh prince of the Northern Underworld who saluted him.

Shangguan Wuji didn't say much, took Yue Cangli to sit down in front of the empty table, and the young man at the counter brought a copper kettle and two coarse porcelain teacups and put them on the table, "Which one serves the meal?"

Shangguan Wuji brought a teacup and put it in front of Yue Cangli, "She." ”

The young man glanced at Yue Cangli suspiciously, and nodded, "Well, the master will go to the mountain to pick ingredients, and look at the time is coming back, wait a minute." ”

I turned around and went back to the counter to sleep.

Shangguan Wuji lifted the pot, poured a cup of hot water on the teacup in front of Yue Cangli, "Drink some hot water." ”

Yue Cangli was hesitating to take the cup with his injured hand, Shangguan Wuji had already picked up the cup and handed it to her mouth, "Come, drink slowly." ”

Yue Cangli lowered his head, slowly drank the hot water in the cup, and a warm current flowed down his throat into his limbs, dispelling the loneliness and coldness.

A cup of hot water, Shangguan Wuji fed it unhurriedly, Yue Cangli drank unhurriedly, and an inexplicable sense of fit flowed between the two, but they both chose to be dull, so they let this sense of fit precipitate silently in their hearts.