Xia Ye'er struggled to get out of bed and limped out of the door, intending to go to the well to get a bucket of water to wipe her body and clean up her external injuries. His body was as hot as fire, but his hands and feet were as cold as water, and he couldn't sweat, thinking he had a fever. For people like them, fever is a serious illness that they can't afford to get. She poured the water into the basin and was about to wash her face and sober up, but out of nowhere came an erhu sound—on a night when the moon was full of flowers and night owls were crying.

"Knock-" Xia Ye'er's hand stiffened, and the bucket fell to the ground.

"Snow ...... Isn't this "Snowy"? "Spring and White Snow". ”

She was delirious and couldn't judge whether she was good or bad. I only feel that this song should come from the Tianshan Mountains, rolling up the swan feather snow, and the houses, mountains, and ground are all white little by little.

Like a foraging beast, she kicked the bucket to the side and followed the erhu sound. (Actually, what I want to express here is: Bai Xue Bai Xue, I am Yang Chun, please answer when you hear it...... ）

Nine bends and eighteen bends, adding a few more injuries. In front of him is a large bamboo forest, the wind blows the bamboo leaves like rain, and the feet step on the fallen leaves like insects. It was as if she had broken into a mysterious and sacred forbidden place, and the moment she took the first step, her heart beat like a drum, and it was difficult to distinguish whether she was afraid or excited.

The erhu sound was like a transparent thread, looping around her ring finger, which is said to have blood vessels leading to her heart, leading her to the lamplight at the end of the bamboo forest. It's just that why does it hurt a point, and it hurts like a point. She felt the turbulent emotions here, felt every pore, opened her mouth but couldn't spit out the words, only tears flowed first.

Walking and walking, it seems that I have walked for thousands of years in the dark, wind, frost, rain and snow, but I can't go to the end, but my eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, my body is getting heavier and heavier, and the blood is spurting out, and I can't stop it.

Beautiful things are poisonous. Flowers are like this, people are like this, and erhu is like this.

She sat down leaning on a bamboo pole and was dying. In the blurred field of vision, in the distance, there seemed to be a long figure, dressed in white and silver-haired, stepping on the moon.

It's insane! Before she died, was she still thinking about the Langya Immortal in the Wentao Hall of Zhenyu Building? The book says that men like men to call them broken sleeves, or Longyang. What is that woman like a woman? (called Lily...... ）

Xia Ye'er twisted her head to the side, unwilling to look again.

It's a pity that this is not an illusion, it is her dream lover - Qiu Changsheng who came from stepping on the moon.

Qiu Changsheng has always slept lightly. This morning, Xia Ye'er's song "Yang Chun" is endless, and I took advantage of the interest to listen to the song "White Snow", how unexpectedly, it attracted an uninvited guest. This bamboo forest has already placed a nine-character chain array, and it is difficult for martial arts masters to break it, let alone a sister-in-law's mother. In addition, his internal strength is strong, and his voice is shocking, if he hadn't noticed it and stopped quickly, she would have died in Huangquan.

Qiu Changsheng saw that the blood in Xia Ye'er's mouth was gushing, and he was busy pointing like a wind, and ordered a few acupoints to stop the bleeding. Then he held up her hand and touched her chest, only to know that her ribs were broken and her internal organs were damaged. Is it like saying that his aunt, who was fighting the crowd this morning and squinting her eyes and teasing him, is she now on the verge of death?

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, but his hand was caught. Little by little, her pupils became focused, looking at the full moon in the sky, and then at him. Slurred chanting, "Moonrise...... Bright, outstanding. Unfold...... Troubled and tired...... Quietly. Month... Go out... Hao Xi ......"

Last time it was "Shuoren", this time is "Moonrise"? Last time, he praised his beauty, but this time he simply expressed his longing?

"Do you like me so much?" Qiu Changsheng couldn't help but be amused, this is no longer the word "cute" to describe.

Xia Ye'er was still young, and he didn't know how to express the surging emotions in his heart, so he had to find it in the book, borrow the words of the ancients, and repeat it over and over again.

Qiu Changsheng remembered a past incident of Wang Shanwolf's life, which was also in this bamboo forest, but it was just the end of the bamboo forest. He smiled and said to him, "Changsheng, my daughter will give you love, okay?" ”

With such a daughter, Wang Shanwolf can't love it? Such a girl, he also deserves to love?

thought that stealing beams and changing pillars could protect the bloodline of his Wang family, but unexpectedly, this girl followed up with Zhuang Lai. If you stay in the East Courtyard and live in peace as a small minion, it's just a matter of living on your own, but it's obviously not a long-term solution. After much hesitation, it took a year for him to fulfill his promise.

"Hiss-hiss-" A sound similar to a snake's spit pulled him back to his senses, and the moment he came back to his senses, he was surprised to find that it was Xia Ye'er licking his hands with her pink tongue, fingertips, fingertips, finger seams, and then palms, along the palm lines crisscrossing like a ravine, meticulous, meticulous, focused and obsessed. The crystal liquid that flows from the corners of the mouth and the elongated and unbroken silver threads exude a debaucherous and sweet taste.

He was about to withdraw his hand, but she held on to it and glared at him with disgust.

Qiu Changsheng was angry and funny, a pair of purple pupils were so bewitching and so gentle, and she licked out the trajectory of fate, with a little itch that reached the tip of his heart - like a puppy that was difficult to express his love for his master, he thought it didn't have the slightest lust.

And in Xia Ye'er's mushy head, she still firmly believes that this is an illusion, and if it is an illusion, it is what she loves. She touched the hair of the immortals, and she thought about this hand all day, and it was time to get her wish!

After his right hand was eaten and wiped clean, Qiu Changsheng planned to take it back to the secluded house for healing, but he didn't want to, this little beast was very greedy, and he blinked his eyes as if he was drunk but not drunk, and his voice was as sweet as honey, "Immortal, ...... left hand?" ”

At this point, Xia Ye'er stayed in Zhuliao, and the lonely man and widow lived in the same room, and they were all happy after a long time - deceptive!

When she opened her eyes this time, it was already dawn, and people were still lying on the big bed where more than 20 people slept.

"Awake?" Aunt Xi glanced at it lightly, pushed the bowl containing the medicine in her direction, and continued to sew and mend her clothes.

Xia Ye'er noticed that there was an extra person in the house. She rolled her chestnut eyes and saw that she had changed into clean clothes and that her wound had been treated. I tried to press my chest again, but there was no sharp tingling; Touching his forehead, the sweat came out and the fever subsided.

She wondered, "I...... How long did you sleep? "The throat is so hot that it's hard to make a sound, just a mouthful.

"Three days."

Three days! It's only been three days, and I'm mostly cured? Whose doctor is so good? Wrong! The crux of the problem is not this, the question is, who will hire such a doctor? Who can afford it?

"How did I get back?" She dutifully gestured as a mute.

"......" Aunt Xi ignored it, packed up her things and went out.

Xia Ye'er didn't ask, sat up with her hands supported, and carefully recalled the events of three days ago.