After Shen Peifeng left, Shangguan Jiyue looked at the blue sky and white clouds again, and spent the day listlessly. There is still no letter from Huang Fuchen.

In the evening, Feige walked in with a carrier pigeon, and Shangguan Jiyue's eyes immediately lit up, and she rushed over in three or two steps to take down the letterbox.

However, just one glance at the miserable handwriting on it dimmed, but then a gentle smile welled up.

It turned out to be a letter from Qiu Mingfei, saying that he had returned to Wenshutian safely.

The letter also sued Yun'er by the way, saying that Yun'er's medical skills have increased greatly, and the formation has also achieved a small success, and he is not regarded as a master, and he will be calculated by that little ghost if he is not careful.

Eating, Yun'er gave him numbness and boiling in the meal, causing him to be unconscious for several days, walking, accidentally fell into the hunting pit, and fell into a mouthful of mud. If you want to teach him a lesson, that little ghost has kung fu. The flying cloud gun in one hand has been practiced vigorously, and the light skills have also achieved a little success. Hit, can't beat. Chasing, can't catch up. It makes him worry all day long and embarrassed.

Shangguan Jiyue looked at the letter, shook her head helplessly and smiled.

Although Qiu Ming's name was accusing her of Yun'er's wrong, she could feel his love and doting on Yun'er.

Yun'er is only an eight-year-old child, no matter how powerful he is, he can't compare to his master. It seems that the master and apprentice are asking the cardinal heaven to live a very good time, thinking about calculating each other every day and being afraid of being calculated by the other party. With these two living treasures, it is estimated that Wen Shutian at this time is more lively than this prosperous Jian'an City.

At dinner time, Shangguan Jiyue took a few bites of rice, but felt that the food was tasteless, so she went back to the room with great interest.

Standing in front of the window, facing the cool night breeze, looking at the half-circle moon, Shangguan Jiyue only felt that the thoughts in her heart were like a tide, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

There was no news from Huang Fuchen for half a month, which made her feel uneasy, suffering from gains and losses, and the whole person was listless, and she couldn't be interested in doing anything.

During the day, I shut myself in the house, sat in front of the window and didn't go anywhere, looking at the sky in a daze, looking forward to it, occasionally a white dove flew in the sky, but it didn't stop, and I couldn't help but be disappointed again and again.

At night, looking at the stars and the soft moonlight, I can't sleep after tossing and turning.

I don't know the taste of food, and I can't sleep at night, is this the taste of the legendary lovesickness? Shangguan Jiyue laughed at herself, this taste is indeed quite uncomfortable.

In this way, Shangguan Jiyue spent another day and night in a trance, and it was the day when she made an appointment with Shen Peifeng.

At dusk, she pulled herself together, forced herself to eat a few more bites of food, changed into light men's clothes, picked up a lion mask and put it on her face, and set off.

I remember that at that time, when Shen Peifeng asked her what mask she was wearing, she said the word lion without thinking about it. After Shen Peifeng heard this, he was surprised for a while, saying that she was really a general, and she even chose a mask so domineering.

But only Shangguan Jiyue herself knows how much she misses the handsome man who was called a male lion by Qiu Ming.

Shuttling through the crowded streets, I saw the men and women all over the street wearing a mask on their faces, with different shapes and patterns, shining with colorful lights under the red lights hanging high on both sides of the street.

Shangguan Jiyue suddenly had an extravagant hope, hoping that one of the faces under this mask could be the angular and handsome face she thought about day and night, like ink starry eyes.

Shaking her head and sighing, she laughed self-deprecatingly again, what's wrong with her? Is it really lovesick? How could he be here, thousands of miles away on the front line? But the thoughts in her heart have flooded, and she can't control herself.

Suddenly, a long back blocked her way, and Shangguan Jiyue only glanced at the moon-white robe, and she already recognized it as Shen Peifeng.

Even if he didn't turn around, not everyone had such an unearthly temperament. Gentle and polite, boundless elegance, there is only him Shen Peifeng in the world.

Shangguan Jiyue smiled faintly, bowed slightly to Shen Peifeng, and said, "Young Master Shen." ”

When the man heard this, he turned around and bowed in return: "General Qi, I recognized you so quickly, it seems that we are very fateful." ”

Shangguan Jiyue didn't see that peerless face, what she saw was a fox mask, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This fox mask is indeed quite suitable for him, maybe he is really the reincarnation of the fox fairy, and he can only be born in this life with such a non-cannibalistic appearance.

"What is General Qi laughing at? Isn't Pei Feng's mask good-looking? From under the fox mask, Shen Peifeng's voice was like a mountain and flowing water.

"Beautiful!" Shangguan Jiyue smiled, "It's quite suitable for you." The fox is the most intelligent and cunning, and Young Master Shen deserves it. ”

"It's not because General Qi chose the lion, so Pei Feng had no choice but to choose this fox, so that he could respond to the scene, everyone is one of the hundred beasts!"

"Then Qi Yu, thank you Young Master Shen for accommodating!" Shangguan Jiyue bowed slightly again.

"Let's go, Pei Feng will take you to a place." The warm voice makes people can't bear to refuse.

"Where to go?"

"You'll know when you get there."

Shangguan Jiyue had no choice but to follow Shen Peifeng, and followed the direction of the flow of people, all the way to a long arched bridge in the south of the city.

Shangguan Jiyue stopped, and as far as the eye could see, there were many people on the bridge, and the small river under the bridge flowed slowly.

There are three old willows planted at the head of the bridge, each of which has a big red lamp hanging on it, and the trees are full of red silk, and the soft branches flutter in the wind in the night, which looks a bit like a modern wishing tree.

Under one of the old willow trees, there is a tall stone monument, on which are written the three vermilion characters of "Sansheng Bridge".

Shangguan Jiyue frowned slightly, feeling that this Sansheng Bridge seemed to be a little familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere.

At this moment, Shen Peifeng said gently: "Let's go, let's go to the bridge and have a look." ”

Shangguan Jiyue couldn't see the expression under Shen Peifeng's mask, but she could hear that the voice was gentler than ever, and through the mask, she saw that there was also a different kind of tenderness in those clear phoenix eyes.

She shuddered, stopped, and stopped.

"General Qi, what's wrong?" Shen Peifeng turned around and walked over and asked softly.

Shangguan Jiyue didn't speak, raised her eyes and carefully looked at the phoenix eyes under the mask, only to see that those eyes were crystal clear, and the emotion just now was completely gone.

Could it really be that she was overthinking?

Seeing that she was silent, Shen Peifeng took off the fox mask, looked at her gently, and said with a smile: "Is General Qi worried about something?" ”

"Oh, no, Qi Yu was just thinking, where does Qi Yu seem to have heard of this Sansheng Bridge." Shen Peifeng's face was as warm as ever, which made Shangguan Jiyue feel at ease.

"Really?" Shen Peifeng's face remained unchanged, and he still smiled lightly and put the fox mask back on his face, and said, "There is a poignant legend about the origin of this bridge, let's talk while walking. ”

The two walked up the stairs with the flow of people, and Shen Peifeng said in detail:

"Legend has it that a long time ago, this bridge was just an ordinary small bridge, and a couple of lovers were torn apart alive because of the huge difference in their families. The man was a poor scholar who eventually became depressed and died. Before he died, he left his last words and asked his family to bury him next to this bridge, hoping to protect the woman after death. ”