The night is getting deeper.

Zhou Xiaoxiao slowly walked out of the house and came to the small courtyard.

After a long absence, he raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

She had never thought the moon was beautiful when she was in Blue Star, but here she didn't know how many times she had been fascinated by it.

Maybe it's because of how many literati in ancient and modern times have long attached a different meaning to this Chanjuan, and maybe when she looks at the moon, she will think of her hometown that she usually doesn't even bother to recall.

Zhou Xiaoxiao's strength makes her not sad because of homesickness, but the moon is different.

She is not Zhou Xiaoxiao's sorrow alone, she has already placed her sustenance, from the sorrow of countless people in the long history.

Therefore, even Zhou Xiaoxiao, who is very strong, will miss his hometown a little when facing this round of bright moon, and he will also feel a little sad.

But that's all, admiring the moon is just to calm your heart.

Maybe in this aspect, she is very similar to Qin Zi.

They all have to do things that others are destined to be incomprehensible, and they all need someone to be able to be by their side, maybe fate has brought the two together, maybe not.

However, no matter what, Zhou Xiaoxiao at this moment is still very different from that young man.

Although they are equally lonely, the reasons for being lonely are completely different.

Qin Zi wanted to do things that he couldn't understand, so he didn't want others to easily enter his heart, let alone those who were destined to be hurt by himself.

And Zhou Xiaoxiao, she is different, if she has to say, she is a bad girl, she is a very selfish girl, if someone can make her relieve her loneliness, she will definitely not refuse.

However, there is one thing that Zhou Xiaoxiao and Qin Zi have in common, that is, so far, no one has been able to really enter their hearts.

You already know Qin Zi's reasons, and Zhou Xiaoxiao, this selfish girl is much simpler, she Zhou Xiaoxiao is not an ordinary person, those people, everyone she has ever met, they are not worthy!

She sat alone in the courtyard and made a cup of tea for herself and Shadow.

She also thought about whether to give the moon a cup too, but after thinking about it, this scumbag who sprinkled the light equally on the earth was not worthy of her cup of tea.

She was sipping hot tea alone, thinking to herself with some puffiness.

If this scumbag belongs to her alone, then she can't think about it and let him taste it too.

It seems that such cranky thoughts, such a little girl-like heart, let her heart be a little quiet, let her spirit be relaxed, she finished her tea, stood up, stretched her waist, Ruan Hehua will start soon, there are still many things to do......

……

In the Chunxiang Building, Miss Moyun's dance has ended.

As if the dance had drained all her spirits, she stood up, toasted the last glass of wine to the crowd, and went back.

Zhu Chuyu finally recovered from the shock, and then realized that unconsciously, the corners of his eyes were already full of tears.

He wiped away his tears with his sleeve, then stood up and toasted Miss Moyun from afar, and returned a glass of wine.

Not only him, but many people toasted Mo Yun with a glass of wine.

Tonight, many of them were holding that there was no blasphemy at all, and they sincerely expressed their admiration, even amazement, for Mo Yun's sword dance.

In any case, Miss Moyun finished dancing in Chunxiang Mansion today, and I am afraid that no girl will be able to dance at the "Ruan He Flower Meeting" in the near future.

Qin Zi was already a little drunk at this time, and he couldn't even see the surrounding scene clearly.

In fact, if he is allowed to use his spiritual power now, he will be sober in an instant, but he is going to buy drunk today, so naturally he will not do such a tasteless thing.

In fact, I'm afraid that after his cultivation rises again, it will be really difficult to get drunk again at that time.

He had seen in the book that some monks were good at drinking, but after their cultivation was promoted, it was difficult to get drunk again, and it was only possible to get drunk when the mood arrived.

Qin Zi didn't understand what that emotion meant, but even if he could still enjoy this feeling in the future, he didn't want to keep himself in this weak state constantly.

Even his own understands that he is too weak today, and he is not even a little like Qin Zi.

He naturally knew that this dance must not be simple, but it didn't seem to be the Moyun girl's means, and even the cleverness of this method was more invisible and clever than the contagion exerted by the Moyun girl before.

I'm afraid that even after experiencing something similar once, Zhu Chuyu's kid still doesn't realize it now.

This is naturally not his reason, but this kind of influence is not at all perceptible to ordinary people.

When he knew this, Qin Zi was already lying flat, in fact, he could already vaguely guess who did it.

Although he didn't know that person, he believed in that person's existence, and it didn't seem difficult for that person to do such a thing.

He looked at Zhu Chuyu in the distance, this kid is really ashamed, he actually cried, did he think that he wiped away his tears, I couldn't see it?

Just kidding, in this case, it's too much to underestimate him Qin Zi!

Even though the main owner, Miss Moyun, has left, the atmosphere of Chunxiang Mansion has not disappeared.

There is an atmosphere here that makes people drunk, as if they want to indulge in it, and Qin Zi can get a little comfort in his heart in such an atmosphere.

The woman who was with him before now doesn't know where to go, I'm afraid they should also see that in their state today, except for drinking, they definitely have no other business.

He was not surprised by this, a girl engaged in this kind of business, this kind of eyesight should still have this eyesight.

He didn't feel anything wrong, but he drank by himself, and he was happy to be quiet.

Although Miss Moyun is no longer there, there are still performances in Chunxiang Building, although the level is still much worse than the girl who dares to stand on the table and dance the sword drunkly, but it still does not prevent Qin Zi from watching it very happily.

In fact, Mo Yun's dance just now actually didn't mean to entertain others at all, it was completely her inner solo, only people who could understand that feeling would be shocked, and others just thought that Mo Yun was full of heroism.

However, the performance performed in Chunxiang House is completely the type full of temptation and for people to enjoy.

For this, Qin Zi can feel the beauty of the show calmly.

In fact, he did it, after all, this person is the kind of person who can look at Uncle Xiao Huang calmly!

Purely from the perspective of appreciating beauty, such a show must be very good, and even a few people shouted at the beginning, "I've seen Miss Moyun's dance, and now it's rubbish to look at anyone!" "People are now looking with straight eyes.

Qin Zi shook his head and smiled.

People who come to this kind of place, no matter what kind of psychological journey they have, but most of them must be greedy for beauty, and Miss Moyun's dance is beautiful, but it is not the type of dance for others at all, but these are now, which are more in line with the needs of some people.

But Qin Zi didn't care, with his current state of mind, everything was the same, even if he pulled Mo Yun over and jumped again, it would be difficult for him to be touched now.

He didn't think about anything, and he didn't even know when, he had already exited the spirit realm.

Now, he is just tasting the wine like this, enjoying this rare quiet time.

……

Zhou Xiaoxiao stayed in the small courtyard for a while, and then went out again.

Even though she was inevitably a little sad in her heart, there were some things she had to do now.

The "Ruan River Flower Club" in Huangzhou City, although when the last Oiran was selected, it was already the end of the selection of Guanlan Academy.

But, in fact, the flower festival started before the exams at Guanlan Academy.

Without discussing the purpose of this arrangement, at least it means that the time for the start of the Ruan Ha Hua meeting is very close.

Generally speaking, only the first and last days of this flower will last, and it is the most lively, enough to reach the point of empty alleys.

Even those who are not interested in the selection of Oiran can go to the banks of the Nguyen River to participate in the bazaar.

Zhou Xiaoxiao's scheduled plan was carried out on the first day of the Ruan Hehua Festival.

And now there are only about six days left until this day.

Zhou Xiaoxiao must prepare everything in these six days.

For this reason, she still has to go out tonight.

By the way, when she left, she didn't walk through the door, but she climbed over the wall so that no one could see her.

With her skills, no one would be able to detect this.

What she didn't know was that not long after she went out, an unexpected guest was welcomed in her small courtyard.

The leaves in the small courtyard moved without wind, and a girl dressed in white walked out of the void.

She stood at the stone table where Zhou Xiaoxiao had once sat and looked at the teapot on the table that was still warm.

She raised her head again, glanced at the direction Zhou Xiaoxiao left, and tilted her head.

The girl sat down opposite Zhou Xiaoxiao once sit, then raised her head and looked at the bright moonlight.

Then, she didn't take another look in the direction where Zhou Xiaoxiao left, just lowered her head, picked up the teapot and made a cup of tea for herself, and then said softly in her ethereal voice:

"Toad, no, understand the sorrow, fate, have already woven everything, this cup, give fate ......"

Then, the girl picked up the teacup and took a sip gently.

She sat in the courtyard and slowly finished the tea in her cup.

……

When the pure white girl finished drinking the tea in the cup, she suddenly frowned slightly.

Then, she appeared on the opposite side of Chunxiang Building in an instant.

She stood where she had just sit, frowning, looking at Chunxiang Building opposite.

There, while Qin Zi was drinking, he looked at the dusty woman scratching her head on the stage with a smile.

Her brow furrowed even tighter.

However, soon she saw it again, Qin Zi very occasionally, when the wine was in the mouth, the sadness in her eyes that could not be dissolved, she was suddenly stunned, her brows unconsciously loosened, and then hesitated for a moment, and whispered to herself:

"This is, for, the sword locust......"

Then the girl disappeared into the evening breeze.

……

In the Chunxiang Building, Qin Zi took another sip of wine.

As mentioned earlier, the wine in Chunxianglou is not strong, but has a fragrance.

However, since it is wine, it has a little bitterness when it is eaten.

The bitterness made his brow furrow slightly.

Now that he's drunk, he'd love the feeling of being drunk if it only happened occasionally.

His head was groggy, and he didn't have to think about any serious problems, just enjoying the good time.

Just after he took a sip of wine, a wine glass suddenly stretched out in front of him.

It was a pale-skinned, round, slender hand with the glass in its hand, as if it wanted to toast him.

Qin Zi didn't think about it, stretched out the wine glass and touched the wine glass gently, and then with a smile, he gently took a sip of wine.

The hand was also taken back, Qin Zi didn't look at the owner of the hand because his head was dizzy, he just thought it was a woman in the Chunxiang Building, and he knew that an ethereal and pleasant voice sounded in his ears.

"Taste loneliness, let, become, stronger......"