Shen Yuning thought that she was dazzled at first, and the person standing on the wall looked like a visitor from outside the world.

But when she took a closer look, she realized that she was not dazzled, and that person was really standing there.

At that time, she was sitting on the swing, wearing a crimson coat, bathed in a rare good moonlight, and slowly stopped her shaking posture after seeing the visitor, her feet fell back to the ground, and she looked at the person motionlessly.

Meng Linxiao was still wearing his moonlit coat, which was originally thick and long, which was difficult for ordinary people to control, and Shen Yuning felt like a futon when she was wrapped in it last time.

But wearing it on the body of this Title Moon Sect Master, it was just right to lift the collar, so that his posture was strong but not majestic, beautiful but not clear.

The nobility that belongs to the capital and the chic of the rivers and lakes are combined, and Shen Yu suddenly recalled the stunned feeling when he first saw him in the Innocent Villa.

He has not changed from beginning to end, and what has changed is himself......

"Sect Master Meng has arrived, what are you doing? If you still want to persuade us father and daughter, I ask you not to waste your thoughts."

The other party didn't answer, Shen Yuning grabbed the rope of the swing, and said angrily, "What do you want to do? If you come and don't speak, then you might as well not come!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the person on the wall flew down, and the strong wind that was wrapped in light work carried by her clothes and hair was blowing, and she gasped at the same time, and the hand on the swing was already covered by the other party.

Looking up, the two looked at each other.

Her heart was beating fast, and she forgot her next action when she was at a loss, only to see that this person was carrying a moonlight on his back, which was very oppressive.

"I heard that ......" The man was the first to speak, his eyes were a little fierce, and he emphasized word by word: "I heard that Ji Xinyuan wants to be Shen Lang's son-in-law?"

She blinked, remembering that Ji Xinyuan reported to her father about Hengshan yesterday, and when she came, she took out the marriage book with the eight characters of the couple's birthday, and was willing to receive the punishment of retiring from the marriage to prove her desire to marry.

Shen Lang did punish him, kneeling in front of the Shen family ancestral hall for a day and a night, and the people of the Wulin League rushed to watch.

Shen Yuning originally wanted to go to the onlookers, but before she got closer, she listened to their argument about the facts, whether it was better to marry Ji Xinyuan or marry Meng Linxiao.

In order not to be affected, she walked away again.

I wanted to go to King Kong to intercede, but King Kong said that the eldest lady didn't know anything, and the master punished him to mean that he recognized him, and as long as the eldest lady nodded in the future, the Wulin League and the Shaoyang faction could achieve a good story.

So Miss, do you nod?

She didn't want to nod.

But this marriage was decided by her brother before his death, and Ji Xinyuan was impeccable, if Meng Tang had her in her heart, she might still fight.

But the two fell apart, if she used to think that she had walked into the other party's heart, but now she will only become more and more uncertain, she, from beginning to end, has been making herself amorous, she, from beginning to end, is just a stand-in, right?

"Should I say that Sect Master Meng's reaction was a little sluggish?" Shen Yuning slowly shook the swing: "I have a marriage contract with Ji Shaoxia in advance, and everyone in the rivers and lakes knows it."

Her laid-back tone and casual expression successfully provoked Meng Linxiao, and he yanked the rope of the swing, shocking Shen Yuning and almost falling down.

"Everyone knows about the rivers and lakes, but you don't know about it?" Meng Tang sneered: "Knowing that he has a marriage contract but is entangled with other men, the women of the Wulin League are so shameless?"

"Shut up!" Shen Yu stood up and glared at him viciously, "What is the basis for what you said this? If you want to say that I, Shen Yuning, am not ashamed, you don't need to point to Sang and scold Huai! That's right, during this time, I was indeed entangled with you, but Sect Master Meng, you are wrong, I, Shen Yuning, have never been tempted by you! My entanglement with you is just relying on the fact that I am a little similar to Mrs. Zun, and you will not take your hypocrisy, right? Oh, I'm not ashamed, then you're shameless!".

"Shen Yuning!"

"How!" She sneered, "Speaking of the sect master's heart, right? If you regret it and want to rebuild the old friendship with me, I'm sorry, I, Shen Yuning, will not live in the same man's heart with other women! Not before, more in the future

No, it won't."

"Then do you think that you and Ji Xinyuan are as good as a match?"

"Why aren't we a good match? We missed three years, and now we can put aside our old animosities and come back together, this is providence!"

"You're talking about providence?" The man sneered, "I advise you not to gamble your life with the will of heaven."

She didn't answer, but took two steps back and made a gesture of invitation: "In a few days, when the martial arts factions gather, the martial arts alliance and the Shaoyang faction will renew the marriage alliance under the witness of all heroes, I don't know where the sect master lives now?" The Martial Arts League will send the invitation!"

"You!" The man's eyes were cold, and his teeth were clenched: "I always thought you were a sober person, and you didn't want to be so confused."

"What does it matter if I'm confused, the important thing is that the sect master is sober, the sect master has been so sober since I realized it now, it's good!"

She smiled calmly, then turned around and waved away: "Sect Master, go back early, if you can enter the martial arts, it doesn't mean that no one knows."

Shen Yuning returned to the room briskly, seemingly in a good mood, but the moment she closed the door and blocked the moonlight from the door, she let out a long breath of trembling.

The room was pitch black, and there was still a faint residual fragrance of the dried magnolia flowers used to bathe the little buns that day.

The petals of magnolia are flexible and thick, and they can be made into dried flowers after the craftsmanship of Mrs. Chai and the steaming of flower oil, and when you take a bath, you can soak in the bathtub and the petals stretch and come to life.

Xiao Baozi liked it, so she turned out a sachet from the early years, stuffed the remaining dried flowers in it and gave it to Xiao Baozi, and whispered to him that when the magnolia blooms again next year, we will follow Aunt Chai to make dried flowers together!

The aroma of magnolia will dissipate sooner or later, just like those that cannot be accompanied for a long time.

At this time, Xiao Baozi also held the sachet and thought about her in the quilt, and Yin Feng Songyue sat on the edge of the bed left and right, looking at the little young master with a sympathetic face.

That's right, it is not only the sect master who comes out of the martial arts league as if he has lost his soul, but also the young master.

In the past two days, the young master has not eaten a few bites of rice, and this small chin is visible to the naked eye.

"Brother!" Song Yue suddenly raised her head: "The sect master is back!"

Yin Feng pricked up his ears and listened, sure enough, but then, his expression darkened again: "Listening to the heavy footsteps of the sect master, there seems to be no good news......

The little bun climbed off the bed and was about to rush outside, and the wind was quick to catch the person!

"Young master!"

"Daddy!" Little Bun called loudly: "Daddy! Why didn't you bring your mother back! Daddy!"

"Young master, don't!" Song Yue also hurriedly covered his mouth: "The sect master will be angry!"

"Let go of me!" For the first time, the little guy was so rebellious and hysterical, and he struggled and shouted, "I'm not afraid of him, I'm going to find my mother!" Let me go! Let go of me!"

"What are you doing?"

The door was slammed open from the outside, and the little guy who was struggling just now died down in an instant.

Yin Feng Songyue swallowed even more, hugged the young master and took a step back.

Dressed in a cold breath, the Sect Master of the Title Moon Sect stepped inside, as if it was really a Shura in hell, making the two big and one small tremble.

Little Bun still has the arrogance of Fang Cai, hanging his little head, and whispering, "The child didn't do anything...... It's just that I miss my mother......

Very good! Yin Feng was very pleased, at least the young master's desire to survive was still there at the critical moment!

"In this case, let Yin Feng Song Yue take you to the capital to worship!"

"Huh?" The little guy raised his head, but shrank when he met his father's lonely cold eyes: "The child's mother is obviously in the Wulin League, why do you want to go to the capital?"

"She's not your mother!" The man said coldly, "In the future, don't let me hear you call her mother again!"

Silent......

The young master was silent......

The heart of the wind and the moon is like a knife, and the poor young master will have to face this cruel reality after all......

Who knows, after a short silence, the little guy asked sincerely, "But she, the mother who gave birth to me, why can't she be called?"

Yin Feng hurriedly went to cover his mouth, but was bitten by the little guy.

"Young master, don't talk nonsense...... Miss Shen hasn't left the cabinet yet......"

Xiao Baozi raised his head and looked at this tall father who could always bring him an infinite sense of oppression: "Daddy, don't you want a mother? The mother who finally found it, don't you want it if you don't want it?"

The man slowly squatted down and grabbed his son's little hand!

The soul of the wind and the moon was frightened, fearing that the young master would be beaten, and he was about to persuade when he saw the sachet in the hand of the little bun being taken by the other party.

Xiao Baozi's eyes were red, and he wanted to cry with a flat mouth: "The child is so pitiful, everyone else has a mother, but I don't have ......."

"Young Master......

The wind and the moon are also red.

But Meng Linxiao stared at the sachet and looked at it indifferently, the sachet was old, the embroidery was Chang'e running to the moon, the gold and silver threads were already furious, and the corner of the sachet was also drawn.

That small medal originally only had the word "Meng......

This sachet comes from the Meng family in the capital, and everything purchased by the Meng family in the capital must be marked, and this red seal is common.

Chang'e to the Moon......

The second son of the Meng family once stared at seven or eight embroiderers to make more than a dozen before his birthday, only picked the best craft, left the house full of guests to celebrate his birthday, and ran out of the house, and found the hairpin in Chen Zhenyue's house, carrying a lantern, and a very conspicuous Liu Jiaojiao, who was beautiful in a group of girls with flowers and branches.

Each girl has a sachet of Chang'e running to the moon on her waist, which is an agreement between their little sisters to enjoy the moon.

He gave the sachet to Liu Jiaojiao, and did not forget to pinch her little finger secretly, and Liu Jiaojiao knew that the sachet contained the poems he had collected, so that she would not be at the bottom when she was competing in the poems, and if she was lucky, she could come out on top.

"What are you talking about...... Meng Linxiao took the sachet and spoke slowly, his voice trembling without even noticing: "Who, gave birth to you?"

Little Bun sobbed: "My mother gave birth to me."

"She, gave birth? You mean, her bones have given birth to children?!"

Xiao Baozi continued to choke: "I was born, otherwise where did the child come from?"