Shen Qingyi's residence has been moved to the east of the Dandao disciples, she lives in Yuanheting, is a three-entry wide house compound with a back garden, bamboo forests on three sides, the grass on the opposite side of the door, dozens of peach and plum trees are planted in between, and the path paved by the three-color stone passes through the trees, and rushes to the front of the white stone steps of the gate.

Xiao Yan stood in front of the doorway, there was a different color in her eyes, seeing that Songyin turned sideways and asked her to enter, Xu took a breath, slowly walked up the stairs, and crossed the threshold is a shadow wall, Cuifeng sunrise clouds are steaming, she has no intention of looking at this rare natural stone pattern shadow wall, bypassing the shadow wall, she sees a wide in front of her.

The courtyard is very broad, the air has the residual smell of medicinal herbs, the three-foot square blue brick floor is clean and dust-free, it is about daytime to dry the medicinal materials in this broad courtyard, Xiao Yan's eyes fell on the northeast corner of the courtyard.

There is a ginkgo tree planted there, the leaves of the small fan-like are as green as jade, and the people standing under the tree are dressed in light blue and are like jade, but the large-sleeved wide shirt is swinging in the night breeze, and it looks more and more empty and thin.

Xiao Yan paused suddenly.

reminds me of a sentence in Huo Yilou's letter: "Straight lovesickness is lost, and people are thinner than yellow flowers." ”

She can't think about Tibetan truth, and people are thinner than autumn yellow chrysanthemums.

So sister......

Xiao Yan felt that his heart was stagnant, and he took a slow breath before he called "sister" and walked forward with a slight step.

Shen Qingyi smiled and said softly, "Ah Yan." "The hand is outstretched.

The hands were slender, but extremely thin, and the blue veins under the fair and thin skin were like a rising river, and the knuckles were also distinct and thin, protruding like bamboo joints.

Xiao Yan's heart was sour, astringent and slightly painful, and she couldn't hold her steady steps, so she quickly stepped forward and held her hand, wanting to scold her lightly and say, "Sister, you've lost weight again", but she was stopped by the gaze of her eyes.

As a teenager, her eyes looked at her with a softness in their purity.

Later, I don't know when, those eyes looked at her still soft, but there was more depth that she couldn't see clearly, like a deep pool where light could not enter.

Now, her eyes look at her, gentle and clear, although the deep pool is deep, but it is crystal clear, in this twilight skylight, she can also clearly see that in the crystal clear pool, is mellow affection.

Xiao Yan couldn't pretend not to see, and he couldn't deceive himself that he couldn't understand, he only felt that his heart was twisted like a strand, with mixed tastes, pain, astringency, sourness, bitterness and hemp, but it was not for himself, but for Shen Qingyi, who was "alone in the cocoon, and people are thinner than yellow flowers".

The protruding finger bones were in her palm, Xiao Yan was silent, she didn't know what to say, and she couldn't say the sentence "You are thin again" anymore - would she still not understand why Shen Qingyi was thin and who was thin? How could she say such a scornful word, but she also hesitated to express her distress, lest it would make her fall deeper.

The night breeze was blowing, but the atmosphere was stagnant.

The eyes met, and the silence seemed to be for a long time, but in fact, it was only a short moment.

Shen Qingyi smiled, breaking the stagnant atmosphere, and said in a clear but soft voice: "You have walked a long way, first take a bath and change your clothes, and then let's talk." ”

"Okay." Xiao Yan felt like hearing about amnesty, and she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, at this time her brain was stiff and her heart was in turmoil, at least there was time for her to buffer and sort it out.

Shen Qingyi pulled her inside.

After the second court, when it came to the third court, where Shen Qingyi lived, the three familiar maids of Bai Su, Chi Shao and Lan were already standing on the corridor, and when they saw the master and another slender figure appear, they all bowed their heads and praised: "I have seen seventeen female monarchs." When Xiao Yan saw the three of them, he remembered the good times in Chenghe Temple, and couldn't help but smile, "It's been a long time since I saw you", his voice was clear and soft, and he had a woman's beautiful voice. The three maids couldn't help but raise their heads slightly, and saw that the beautiful young man with the appearance of Pan An and Song Yu who was deeply impressed had become a stunning female monarch blooming, and their expressions were instantly blank.

Shen Qingyi's cold eyes swept away, and the three maids all came back to their senses and welcomed people into the bath.

There are two shower cubicles in the bath room, and there is a small bath paved with white stone, the water in the pool has been boiled, and the clothes, shoes and socks on the wardrobe behind the screen have also been prepared, Xiao Yan entered the bath room, looking at the fully prepared clothes, she suddenly felt like she was back when she was a teenager, and Shen Qingyi also prepared it for her so properly in the Chenghe Courtyard.

She bathed in silence.

The hot water relaxed her tense nerves, the blood gurgled and flowed, and her heart beat again and again, as if she had only recovered from the stagnation at this time, and the steaming water vapor filled her eyes, without the clarity and tranquility of the past, with confusion and depression.

She leaned her head back in the bath, closed her eyes slightly, her heart was beating slowly, but her mind always flashed the thin hand that was in her palm, the cyan blood vessels protruded under the white and thin skin, which seemed to be so fragile that they would burst if she touched it slightly, Xiao Yan's heart was like a stuffed ball, the hand on the edge of the bath was unconsciously clenched, the back of the hand was covered with green tendons, and the hand was trembling slightly.

She was scared.

…… Afraid that he would hurt Shen Qingyi.

Acacia is a boning knife, one knife at a time to cut the flesh and bones.

Her sister has been bone-out, how to ...... so that she can no longer pick it up.

Xiao Yan looked confused, not knowing what he should do.

Rejection, acceptance, are all difficult problems.

When facing a life and death crisis, she can make a decision without hesitation, but in the face of Shen Qingyi's feelings, she feels that it is more difficult than facing a life and death crisis.

Xiao Yan didn't sit in the bath for a long time, although her mind was still messy, she was not willing to use the bath to escape, she got up after washing, wiped the bath towel dry, and put on the bandeau inner and outer shirt. The outer shirt is a home cloud silk straight jacket, powder blue, with white silk pants, the size fits her body very well, she is still growing up in the past three years, although Shen Qingyi has not seen it in person, she knows it well, and her intentions can be seen. Xiao Yan got dressed silently, tied his half-dry wet hair with a ribbon, put on clogs and walked out.

Red Peony Lan stood in front of Shen Qingyi's main room, saluted her, and had already lost the surprise she had when she first saw her, her expression was respectful and calm, and she gently pushed open the door, and Xiao Yan took off her clogs and entered.

Bypassing the silk screen, I saw Shen Qingyi leaning on the bamboo couch in the recital room, holding a book in her hand, but she didn't look at it, she looked like she didn't belong with one hand, and she changed into a tunic skirt with pear blossoms, which made her waist slender, and she could almost hold it with one hand, and her bun had been removed, and her black hair hung down on her plain clothes, making her as white as snow.

In Xiao Yan's eyes, his clothes are as light as snow, and his people are as thin as paper.

Her steps were uncontrollable, even though the white socks were silent on the soft mat.

"Ayan." Shen Qingyi raised his head, and the smile on his lips was reflected on Ruxue's face, just like the jade snow fragrance of silver flowers, and the magnolia flowers were as elegant and soft as them.

Xiao Yan paused, approached and sat opposite her across the couch.

Bai Su came in with a tray, and there were three slender glass cups inside, one was loquat dew, one was purple and black like mulberry, revealing the taste of medicinal wine, and the other was warm water, which was placed on the couch, and the blessing withdrew.

Xiao Yan asked with concern, "Sister is using medicinal wine?" ”

Shen Qingyi winked at her, with a rare playfulness, "This is a beauty wine, if you are as beautiful as ever, I am old, how can I be good?" ”

Xiao Yan was dumbfounded.

Why did Shen Qingyi care about his appearance before?

But now...... Women are pleasing to themselves.

Just because I like you, I care about your face.

Xiao Yan wanted to say, "Even if you look old, you are still as beautiful in my heart", but her lips moved, and she didn't say it after all.

Faced with Shen Qingyi's implicit confession, Xiao Yan didn't know how to deal with it, so she couldn't help but take a sip of loquat dew, and the sweet juice swallowed into her throat, but it was like bitter green olive juice, which made her sad.

Shen Qingyi didn't force her, reached out and drank the medicinal wine, and asked her softly, "You went to Oghuz." ”

Turning to business, Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief and immediately answered: "Yes." I have been consecrated as a saint and ...... The order of the crown prince is to go to Oghuz to see Grand Duke Gesol, who is now Emperor Oghuz," he paused and said, "She is also the biological mother of Senior Qianshan." ”

Murong Jue's identity as the imperial daughter has been made public in the Oghuz Khanate, which is not a secret to the Tang family, and Xiao Yan has no need to hide Shen Qingyi.

Shen Qingyi was not surprised, "I heard Taiqing Palm Sect say it." ”

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows.

Senior Qianshan's affairs have nothing to do with her sister, but Taiqing Zhangjiao mentioned her life experience to her sister...... Xiao Yan doesn't think that this head teacher is a person who has nothing to do and gossip, he must have said it because Senior Qianshan is related to his sister.

This association......

Xiao Yan's eyes showed a strange look, "Can the Taiqing Palm Sect mention it to you, the Apocalypse Project?" Well, and the star fate? ”

"I know." Shen Qingyi looked at her with clear eyes.

Xiao Yan's gaze became more and more peculiar, followed by a smile of joy.

In fact, when she entered the Sanqing Palace, she had a strange feeling, the feeling of getting closer and closer to her fateful partner. And when she entered Shennong Peak, the three bright stars of the southern Vermilion Bird in the Purple Mansion were already very dazzling...... Description: "Suzaku" is nearby. The closer she got to the Yuan Heting, the brighter the starlight became, and when she stood in front of the cyan stone doorway, the starlight of the Vermilion Bird had already illuminated the entire sky of the Purple Mansion.

Her sister Shen Qingyi is the Southern Vermilion Bird.

Xiao Yan confirmed this, she was excited, if she had changed the time, she would have already rushed into the courtyard, hugged Shen Qingyi and laughed and was happy.

But at this time, she was close to love and timid, and when she saw Shen Qingyi, all kinds of feelings intersected and her heart was chaotic, and Suzaku's matter was suppressed.

She looked at Shen Qingyi and felt that life was really wonderful, and the star destiny was by her side.

Now that I understand it, I don't think it's strange that the southern Vermilion Bird belongs to the fire, and the essence of the fire is the fire of the Dan Dao, and my sister should have entered the Dan Dao within these three years, so if you get close to her, you can give birth to induction.

Shen Qingyi saw that her eyes were staring at her correctly, her eyes showed strangeness and joy, her heart pounded for a while, her snow-colored face was slightly faint, as if she was dyed with the mellowness of wine, and said, "I have flowers on my face?" ”

"No, you have stars on your face." Xiao Yan said seriously.

Shen Qing was stunned, followed by loss, and laughed at herself, do I hope she has affection for me now? The tip of his heart curled up, and he said in a faint voice: "If you just look at me with such joy, don't say that." ”

Xiao Yan's heart beat like a drum when she saw her resentful eyes, and she was stunned for a while, and ......sweat broke out on her forehead.

What to say?

Say I am so happy to know that you are the star destiny? …… No, isn't it true that my sister is not destined for the stars, so she will not be happy to see her?

So say I'm glad when I look at you? …… Isn't that right, isn't that ambiguous?

Xiao Yan was stunned, and finally picked up the cup of warm water and handed it to Shen Qingyi, "Sister, you drink water." ”

Shen Qingyi: "......"

Seeing her sweating in a hurry, she suddenly smiled again, took the cup and said softly: "You are very panicked, I am not forcing you here." He took a sip of water, "Tell me about Oghuz." ”

Xiao Yan settled down, and since he had determined that Shen Qingyi was the star destiny, he had nothing to hide, and told him about going to Oghuz, including the contact with Emperor Oghuz and the temple, and he said a few words about the process of his adventure, not wanting Shen Qingyi to worry about her afterwards. Regarding the matter of talking to Murong Jue, she hesitated for a moment and said it anyway.

Shen Qingyi held the cup of warm water and drank it slowly, the knuckles of the fingers holding the cup protruded, and the cyan blood vessels under the thin skin seemed to be beating suddenly.

Xiao Yan's eyes also jumped suddenly, and she was so worried that the blood vessels under the thin skin would burst out, and she was worried, if my sister threw the cup over, should I reach out and take it, or would I be smashed and drenched to make her heart happy? …… Xiao Yan instantly decided that it would be better to be smashed.

But Shen Qingyi put the cup on the couch, the hand pressed on his heart, the cyan veins on the back of his hand became more and more prominent, and the clear eyes looked at Xiao Yan, as cold as snow, as if the ice and snow were cold, but there was a kind of extreme pain.

Xiao Yan was a little panicked.

Worried: "Sister......"

But he hesitated and didn't get up to go over.

Her body trembled slightly, as if she could not bear it, and she fell down holding her heart, her lips so white that there was no blood.

Xiao Yan was shocked, she couldn't worry about anything anymore, she got up and walked around, reached out to help her, let her lean on herself, lost the Dao True Qi into her Heart Sutra, stroked her back gently with one hand, and said in a low voice: "I didn't do anything with the senior...... Really, didn't go to bed...... It is...... Just kissed a few times......" Xiao Yan only felt clumsy, and a layer of sweat broke out on his body after just bathing.

Shen Qingyi moved weakly, Xiao Yan moved, making her more comfortable to lean on herself, Shen Qingyi covered her lips and coughed twice, Xiao Yan immediately reached out and took the water cup, warmed it with real temperature, approached her lips, and said softly: "Sister, you drink saliva first." Shen Qingyi took two sips of her hand, shook her head slightly, Xiao Yan put the water cup back, and rubbed her hand on the back of her shoulder.

Shen Qingyi closed his eyes, and his bloodless lips were pursed, as if he was taking a good breath.

Xiao Yan suddenly remembered that that time in the Xiangxiang Pavilion of Shenghua Courtyard, her sister found out about her and Li Yuzhen, and she trembled with anger, and wanted to poke her with a fruit knife and pinch her neck...... She thought that her sister was angry at her "drunken sex" and did not love herself, but now that she thinks about it, it is actually ...... That's why my sister was already in love with her at that time, so she was heartbroken.

Xiao Yan's heart became heavier and heavier, and he felt that his mouth was extremely dry, and he wanted to speak, but he didn't know where to start...... And what do you want to say?

Shen Qingyi suddenly opened his eyes and reached out to hook her neck, Xiao Yan thought that she was going to pinch herself again, so she didn't move, thinking about letting her pinch her. Shen Qingyi just put his arm around her neck, his head resting on her neck, his voice was a little weak, but it was clear in his ears, "I don't pay attention to the previous things." In the future, if you hook up with anyone again, I will poison you. ”

The corners of Xiao Yan's mouth twitched slightly, recalling that Shen Qingyi had also said that she would poison her when she was in the Xiangxiang Pond, and she smiled and said Sister, you are reluctant, but now you don't dare to say this. His lips pursed, and he muttered, "I really didn't hook up." "Li Yuzhen and Murong Jue, did she hook up? Xiao Yan really feels wronged, and there is a sister, and she didn't hook up with her.

Shen Qingyi raised his head and snorted coldly, the laughter made Xiao Yan's back cold, "You want to say, I hooked you up?" ”

Xiao Yan immediately sweated and shook his head again and again, "No, no." ”

Shen Qingyi really didn't hook up with her, and he was alienated from her before. Of course, Xiao Yan now understands the reason, and respects her even more in his heart.

Just now...... Xiao Yan muttered in her heart, this is hooking up with her, and threatened her with poison. She didn't dare to say this, not only for fear of Shen Qingyi's anger, but also for fear of hurting her.

Shen Qingyi's hand touched her neck, her fingers were thin and slightly cold, thinking of her and Li Yuzhen and Murong Jue's before and after, it made her heart sour, the acid rushed to her eyes, she almost wanted to cry, she endured it, her fingers pressed on the blood vessels in her neck, but she was reluctant to put down her heavy hand, and gently pressed it into a gentle stroke, and sighed in her heart, "Do you know when I have feelings for you?" ”

Xiao Yan shook his head and stopped, thought for a while, and said, "Tingzhou? Shen Qingyi suddenly became estranged from her from Tingzhou.

Shen Qingyi closed his eyes slightly, "No...... Even before that. ”

Xiao Yan hesitated, "That...... When? ”

Shen Qingyi sighed quietly, "I don't know. …… By the time I knew it, it was already deep. ”

I don't know what to do, and I go deep.

When I know, I can't help myself.

“…… That time, I fell off the cliff, and I fell with you to the underground riverbank, and in the darkness, the lust suddenly appeared, and I knew my heart for you. …… I thought that I could cut off the love and bury it deep into ashes. However, when love is secretly born, it has entered the bones, waiting to be removed, love has entered the marrow, how to remove it, only the bones are broken. ”

Xiao Yan's heart jumped, and his fingers couldn't help but tighten.

“…… Since Tingzhou, my fourth brother and I have not had any intimacy. I know that if I have affection for you, I must forget you. It's just that the more I forget it, the deeper I remember it, and the more I want to scrape it, the more I sink into my bones. Then I knew that I would never forget you again unless I died. …… So, I entered the door. ”

Xiao Yan's heart lake fluctuated, and the streamer of the spiritual platform was also entangled.

Shen Qingyi sat up straight, looking at her with deep eyes, "I thought, one day, I can stand in front of you, and I can say to you: I am pleased with you." ”

Xiao Yan was moved, and there was a tide in his dark eyes, which was difficult to calm down.

Shen Qingyi's voice was faint and low, "I planted a blessed banyan tree in the courtyard, when I was a child, A-Niang said, this is a blessed tree, the flower name is acacia, when the flower blooms, there are lovers who can gather." I watched the young trees in the garden grow year by year, hoping that one day they would bloom, and I would hold hands with the people I loved to see the flowers, and when autumn came, they would bear fruit and be happy forever. You can look up, the wind is bleak, and you know what it is? There are no acacia flowers, empty acacia trees. Wandering alone under the corridor, an inch of lovesickness, the falling moon becomes a lonely lean. Holding the pen is tens of millions, the pen is very faint, the agarwood in the furnace is inch-inch, and the inch is ......"

Xiao Yan listened to her faint voice, and seemed to see her wandering under the acacia tree, isolated and lovesick on the corridor, only the moon was accompanied by a shadow, and she wanted to write thousands of ways, but she finally forbeared, and the paper was only ordinary sentences, writing and deleting, and the agarwood in the furnace turned into ash inch by inch, which was exactly an inch of acacia and an inch of ash......

Her heart was wrapped in a thread, and it was painful, and the thread was drawn into the heart, as if it were about to cut it in half, half of which was still her own, and half of which she did not know what to do.

Her heart was like a wave, up and down, sinking and falling, and as gloomy as the vast sea, and she didn't know where the direction was.

Shen Qingyi took her hand, and his thin fingers gently swiped on her palm.

One stroke at a time......

That's a "heart".

The thin fingers closed her five fingers, and it looked like a fist was clenching her heart.

Her heart...... Given to her.