“……”

Chu Jiujiu looked at Li Wenxi, completely from a gentle and dignified young lady to fragments.

questioned one after another, pointed at people's heads and scolded, but no one said anything again.

One by one, they will bury their heads, eager to dig a hole in the ground and bury them on the spot.

They all accepted the kindness of Mo Sheng and Situ Wan, but because they had a stain on their bodies, they grabbed the stall and held on, as if they were grabbing it, absorbing a layer of blood to make them appear clean.

Chu Jiujiu felt ridiculous, and suddenly felt that what Ri Su said only saw the evil of human nature, which was very reasonable.

If she saw him now, maybe she would still be able to give that day Subi a thumbs up.

Boasting is the truth.

I really want to be a tsundere puppy, saying that I went back to Wuliang Mountain to deal with affairs, and I don't know what happened?

However, it's good not to happen by accident for the time being.

Without waiting for Chu Jiujiu to think deeply, a chill in her fingertips made her frown, and before the young man could withdraw his hand, she held it into the palm of her hand.

Chu Jiubian took the young man's hand and rubbed it, trying to warm him up, "Husband, let's go back now." ”

Touching Lu Sheng's lips, Chu Jiujiu's brows furrowed even deeper.

The red lips were frozen at the moment, and even the blood was gone, and the white ones seemed to have been sucked dry.

Before Lu Sheng could organize his words, Chu Jiu saw his upper and lower lips move, and knew that he wanted to say, "Don't bother." But Chu Jiu was used to seeing his forbearance, and the more she was like this, the deeper her eyebrows wrinkled, and she pulled people away.

The whistling cold wind, accompanied by Li Wenxi's continuous swallowing blade, swept around everyone, and they froze in place one by one, shivering.

No one thought that the once soft and weak eldest lady, a sick seedling who they chatted about after dinner, now said words with thorns.

The person who pierced was uncomfortable.

I can't deny that she was right.

I even felt a little bit guilty, and it came out spontaneously.

He raised his head slightly, glanced at it, and saw the girl in the crimson robe pulling a sick boy over, and there was a pang of anticipation in his heart that someone would finally bring them back from the condemnation of conscience.

Xu felt the girl's glances, and everyone's heads were lowered.

In fact, it was because I saw the ink-robed man who had been following the girl.

The atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

"Miss Li." Chu Jiujiu patted the girl's back.

Li Wenxi talked for a long time, his throat itched like being crawled by hundreds of ants, and he even felt difficult to breathe, but when he thought of the foul language just now, no matter how uncomfortable he was, he could endure it, and glared at them with angry eyes.

The hand on her back seemed to be giving herself a breath, Li Wenxi turned her head to look at her, maybe the girl was too much like Hua Qi'an, as soon as she saw those amber eyes, she was unconsciously aggrieved.

When he saw the girl holding a teenager in her hand, Li Wenxi took a second look.

The red fur on the young man's body is vertically down to the calf, and a nine-colored deer is embroidered on the red fur, and there is a layer of silver snow under the deer's feet, which looks like the clothes of the people next to him.

It's a bit short.

Although he has been lowering his eyes, it is not difficult to see that he is a stunning beautiful man from the slender figure and the green white jade hand that covers the corners of his mouth.

But just like her, sick.

Li Wenxi was curious, thought about it, and asked, "Who is this son?" ”

Chu Jiujiu smiled without hesitation: "My husband." ”

The hand in the palm of his hand shrank, and Chu Jiujiu glanced at it.

The roots of the ears of the deer are too easy to redden.

It's so easy to be shy.

As soon as I was shy, I turned red at the root of my ears, like an innocent rabbit, so cute~

Chu Jiujiu couldn't help but touch his earlobe, tiptoe up, and deliberately elongated his tone: "Husband, your earlobes are so sensitive~"

The warm breath, wrapped in the unique cherry blossom fragrance of the girl's body, pressed down from the ears.

The whole shrouded Lusheng's five senses, the girl's voice was soft like a piece of honey, and it was full of charm, and her face of the country was simply provocative.

The roots of his ears were burning hot, even his face was a little hot, and in front of so many people, Lu Sheng was very thin-skinned for this kind of teasing, and he didn't dare to raise his head anymore, so he could only try to pick at his wife's palm to express his desire to escape.

The palms of her hands were tickled for a while, and Chu Jiujiu, who provoked her, laughed lowly twice, and the young man's face was red for a while, which made her feel satisfied that she had succeeded in her prank, and turned her head to look at Li Wenxi and said with a smile: "Miss, we will stay soon, the night is a little cold, I am afraid that my husband will be cold, if he gets sick because of this, I will be distressed." ”

Lu Sheng: "......" is not ashamed.

As soon as the words fell, the long sword on Emperor Ci's waist almost shattered.

Li Wenxi hadn't reacted yet.

The two of them talked to me and me, and the appearance of no one beside them once gave everyone goosebumps in their hearts.

As soon as I saw such a beautiful woman who captivated the country and the city, she thought about her husband everywhere, and her delicate elongated tone had already made the teeth of many men sore.

Men envy young people, there is a considerate and beautiful woman who captivates the country and the city.

Women envy young girls, there is a handsome and fragile and gentle little boy like jade.

The couple looked at each other again, their eyes were not eyes, their noses were not noses, they pinched their waists and turned their heads away in disgust.

It's like a stiff neck, stretching your neck to look to the side, just like whoever stretches out is more reasonable and dislikes each other.

Li Wenxi, who had never been in love, saw this situation, and his face was red with shame.

In Dongguan, the love between young couples and their love words are all secret things that can only be done with the door closed and the curtain drawn.

It's the first time I've seen it in front of outsiders like this.

Li Wenxi breathed a long sigh of relief, and the crimson on his face retreated a little before he bowed down and asked, "Dare to ask the girl's name?" You have helped me so much, another day the Li family will be the grass knot, if there is any need, just ask, the Li family will help you. ”

Thinking of the appearance of a guard beside the girl just now, who was killing in all directions, Li Wenxi paused and pondered: "If you think that the girl is of noble birth, it doesn't matter if you don't say it." ”

Hearing Li Wenxi open his mouth to ask for his name, Chu Jiujiu was indeed stunned, he already had two names, and none of them could be said, so he could only make up one more.

Let them call Miss Nine.

There must be nine characters.

After a while, Chu Jiu obviously saw it in Li Wenxi's eyes, and if he didn't want to say it, he didn't want to ask anymore, his little head was short-circuited for a while, and his upper and lower lips touched it eagerly, and the words were already out: "Ah Jiu." ”

The name is also not very poetic.

When you're away from home, you always have to have a name.

She now cherishes Li Wenxi from the beginning, then feels guilty, and admires more just now.

I just didn't want Li Wenxi's wait to be in vain, so I blurted out in a hurry.

Without too many words, he bowed down and said goodbye, Chu Jiujiu took Lu Sheng, called the emperor's speech, took some lanterns, walked on the long street back to the inn, saw the Biluo River connecting the palace, and walked over to put the lanterns.

The arrogant crowd was smoothed out by Li Wenxi's words, no one dared to say anything more, and no one joked about the ordinary red fruit anymore.

Only Chu Jiujiu saw clearly just now that what Li Wenxi wanted to present was not the red fruit, but the wooden box containing it.

The box is made of sandalwood, with layers of gold thread wrapped around the edges, and a string of old wind chimes drawn in the center.

If you remember correctly, it has a nice name - Falling Huan.

Mo family heirloom.

The role is probably to preserve the old things.

It does sound unremarkable, and what can be guaranteed to be stored in the falling joy will not rot for thousands of years.

I don't know if it's true or not, Chu Jiujiu, as a materialist, believes in science more

- Aside from the fact that she is afraid of the dark and afraid of lonely ghosts.

The Flower God Festival, who can be the head of the seven families, in Chu September, it is estimated that it was decided early.

No matter how much you argue, it's a foregone conclusion.

The heads of the family also shouted for an unboxing competition, and no one knew that the argument was invalid.

It is precisely because people are concentrated on the Flower God Festival that the three people by the Biluo River are not disturbed.

Enjoy a moment of-

Embarrassed.

Facing two people who didn't talk much, Chu Jiujiu could only talk to himself, they could listen as much as they could.

You can't always be in front of the male protagonist, with Lu Shengqing, in case he is sensitive to show affection, he will slaughter her at night, it's not impossible.

"Do you have any wishes?"

Chu Jiujiu squatted down, picked up the lamp handle down, and pushed the other lanterns to the feet of the two.

Tentatively raised his eyes and glanced at the two of them.

The two were silent.

Regarding God's dark gaze, Chu Jiujiu pretended not to look at him, and simply pretended to glance at the other side.

On the other side of the bank is a crowd of people who are burning around the high platform, making a lot of noise, and although they can't hear what they are saying clearly, they can see how hot they are when they jump up and down.

On the contrary, the temperature of the three of them condensed to the freezing point.

Or Lu Sheng was more understanding, squatted down, picked up the lamp handle with her, and handed it to-

Chu Jiujiu smiled on his face, and instinctively went to pick up the lantern in the young man's hand.

I saw the young man hand the lantern to the emperor, "Wang ......"

She withdrew her hand in embarrassment.

You can't call the prince outside, and you can't call him by his name, Lu Sheng thought for a while, and said softly: "Childe, you should also have a wish, make one, what if it comes true?" ”

The young man bent his eyes, as if to tell him that no matter what happened, he would always be a friend entrusted by his back, and Emperor Ci took the lantern, thinking of the narrow-minded appearance just now, he felt a little guilty.

It shouldn't have been.

He held back for a long time and said, "Thank you." ”

There was silence again.

All have their own thoughts.

Overnight, the relationship between the three of them was delicate, and it seemed that everything was starting to change differently.

Chu Jiujiu handed the Lusheng magnolia lantern, held a rabbit lantern in both hands, closed his eyes, and made a wish sincerely.

I thought of a lot of wishes that could be brushed up, such as mountains and rivers forever, and Guotai and Min'an.

Jin Ge Iron Horse, the general triumphant.

For the lights of thousands of homes, seek a long road of eternal peace.

In the end, she only said, "May all be safe." ”

Two stunned stares fell on her.

Seeing that she was extremely sincere, the light in her eyes became more and more gentle.

As long as it is safe, whether it is lazy to eat in a small courtyard, or to be a salted fish to care for the elderly, or to have a poor family but reunited.

Peace is good.

It's good to be alive.

Coming to Dongguan, it has been more than three months, and she has met many people along the way, she has been from the perspective of God, looking at everyone's ending, whether it is life or death, she knows it very well, originally Chu Jiujiu just wanted to hug the thighs of the male and female protagonists and survive.

But when thinking of the ending of Lu Sheng, Nari Su and the others, Chu Jiujiu just wanted to fight everything he had to change their fate.

Including her own fate.

and all shall live in peace.

Lu Sheng and Emperor Ci avoided making a wish, so much so that she regretted it as soon as she said it.

The two of them also closed their eyes and made a vow sincerely, but they couldn't hear a sound.

When she landed, Chu Jiujiu's little face collapsed, and she was curious, she couldn't help but ask Lu Sheng, what wish did he make, and he said the secret.

Glancing at the emperor again.

The look in his eyes seemed to say, there was no comment.

Get!

She doesn't want to know anymore!

It was night, as soon as he returned to the inn, Chu Jiujiu was sleepy and swept, and he fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed, and the thunder could not move.

The tinkling of the next room was silenced by sleep.

After a day of tossing, it was already time, God had not slept at all in the carriage, it was rare to be a little tired, and I wanted to rest early.

Mo Li knew that his brother had a habit of cleanliness, and when he went out, he wouldn't sleep if he didn't clean up, he came back early in the morning, from the inside out, shiny, squeaked, and the door was pushed open.

Seeing the visitor, Mo Li's eyebrows stretched and he smiled: "Brother, this is the first time you are sleepy, how is it?" What's so strange about the Festival of Flowers? ”

Mo Li hugged the people, pointed to the polished and bright room and said: "Seeing that people have cleaned the house so magnificently, you can tell me about it, and that nagging ghost, have you come up with anything earth-shattering?" When I came back, I looked around the corner, and I guess who I saw, brother? ”

"I saw Song Yan's house, but he was still hiding in the corner and peeping."

I said a lot, since I went out to call my brother, not only did I speak more and more unruly, but the whole person was born alive every day, the emperor pressed his temple, and he didn't know which one to answer first, but as soon as the boy called his brother, he couldn't refuse the boy's request, otherwise the boy would cry darkly.

Seeing the made bed, Di Ci rubbed his temples and walked over, leaning back, his black hair fell down, falling to the head of the bed, shining softly in the light, lazily bending his slender right leg, and his tone was lazy: "It's not magnificent, at most it's okay." ”

"This Flower God Festival......" He thought about it, his mind was full of Chu Jiujiu, and his hand rubbing his temples was harder, wanting to rub the girl's little face in his mind.

Mo Li frowned, and hurriedly ran to the table: "Brother, drink some water, is your head hurt?" I haven't seen you have a migraine before, do you want to let Doctor Liu take a look? ”

Taking the teacup, Emperor Ci took a sip, held it in his hand, his fingertips fell on the mouth of the cup, and circled, "Don't bother Imperial Doctor Liu, I'm fine, maybe the weather suddenly turned cold, and I was a little unaccustomed." ”

Hearing this, Mo Li immediately covered him with a brocade quilt: "Let you not listen to the words of the little girl in Lanyue, make a few more thick shirts to wear, what's wrong, but all the things you bring are all kinds of food, and the ingenuity of fiddling and playing on the road, I don't see you eating, and I don't see you playing." ”

After a pause of three seconds, Mo Li thought of something, and said suspiciously: "Brother, you won't give it to Your Majesty...... Miss Nine brought it, right? ”

Emperor Ci was dumb when asked.

It's just that I'm afraid that Chu will be hungry on the road in September, and if there is an inn, there will be no inn, and it can be used in case of emergency.

The Karakuri toys he picked were the most cherished in his life, but he wanted to open his mouth along the way, but when he saw Chu Jiujiu taking care of Lusheng in every way, he couldn't say a strange word.

Emperor Ci simply replied to other questions: "No matter where Twelve goes, Song Yan's guy will follow." ”

Since he was a child, he was watched by the twelve immortals and grew up, and he was called the emperor by a child, and he preferred to be called Twelve.

In front of Twelve, I don't think I even know how to call by name.

It is precisely because of the many people who go to the Twelve Immortal Towers that the Twelve always tell him stories.

There are twelve and Song Yan in it.

Piece it together, let the emperor figure it out.

It's nothing more than liking each other and torturing each other.

One has low self-esteem and the other is preoccupied.

"After so many years of grinding, these two people are really enough to consume energy, Song Yan's house is in Beizhen Fusi, and he is afraid to kill someone." Mo Li paused, and said: "The people he killed are all heinous, if you know that talk, you should be quite moved, after all, that kind of place, you don't kill if you are asked to kill people, and some torture is no better than Houfu." ”

"If someone retaliates in the future, Song Yan will ......"

Before he finished speaking, his forehead was flicked, Mo Li rubbed it painfully, and he didn't dare to say anything in anger, but he only heard his brother say, "How old are you?" Don't always think about so many things. ”

The young man looked angry, still like he didn't eat candy back then, a child who didn't grow up, the emperor wished that he wouldn't grow up, and wished that the young man didn't care about anything, and accepted the back road arranged for him.

But people will always grow up, and at a certain moment, they will stand up and save everyone from fire and water.

It's just that the emperor doesn't know, he just wants his younger brother to live in peace.

The boyish voice was silent, and the emperor reluctantly diverted the topic: "Master Fu, what did you say?" ”

On the day of leaving the palace, Qing Yayuan received Fu Qingsi's flying pigeon biography early in the morning, and the letter was the handprints of hundreds of rebels, forcing the emperor to act immediately.

Emperor Ci glanced at it, put it on the candle, and burned it.

has not received the secret order of the emperor's rebellion, and they are all ready to move.

There are not a few people who support the emperor's rebellion, they are loyal to him, and they also obey Fu Qingsi's words.

Fu Qingsi is the right-hand man of the Emperor General, and the powerful forces that support the Emperor Ci are almost all because of the kindness of the Emperor General, and the Emperor General died, and they did not link the favor to the Emperor Ci, but the more direct Fu Qingsi.

Fu Qingsi, who has been following the imperial general and giving advice.

It is also the person that Emperor Ci wants to investigate most and should be most wary of now.

"Oh, yes." Mo Li suddenly remembered, and took out his arms: "Well, Old Man Fu is abnormal, he didn't write a big push from Rory, but gave half a map." ”

Map?

Emperor Ci looked at it carefully for a while.

Suddenly, his lazy posture was tense, and his hazy and narrow peach blossom eyes were no longer sleepy, and he glanced at the next door before he suppressed his voice and said, "Yanliu Lane." ”

The only way to Binh Duong, Yanliu Lane.

Xu is brother's eyes are too deep, his brows are too tight, Mo Li changed his appearance, and wanted to say something seriously, but was interrupted by his brother: "The land is vast and sparsely populated, but it is quite suitable for ambush, heh......"

A sneer made Mo Li's arched back stiffen, and his waist bones loomed under the yellow shirt.

What his brother hates most in his life is not to listen to commands, act privately, and make some small actions behind his brother's back, which is simply killing himself.