Zhongli Ruoshui took a comfortable hot bath in the room.

She felt better spirited again.

She put on the mask and changed into a long white dress.

She pushed open the door with a comb and stood in the cloister on the second floor.

She brushed her hair and looked at the people under the lamp by the pond downstairs.

Along the way, I finally got to the Sword Washing Building.

This way...... No matter how difficult and dangerous it is, there are many ups and downs and more fatigue, but Chen An does not have the slightest complaint, he still takes care of himself as always, loves himself.

If you have a husband like this, you have no regrets in this life!

Zhongli Ruoshui Bingxue is smart, and she never mentioned a word about what would happen if she couldn't cure her illness along the way.

But she knew it in her heart.

She still had a trace of fantasy, and even prayed for God for many nights to show that compassion, so that Li Chen'an could smoothly enter the platform of forgetfulness and successfully cultivate the second Zhou Tianjue to the great consummation.

She wanted to live.

Accompany that person for most of the rest of his life.

Listen to him make that elegant poem in front of outsiders, and listen to him say that heart-pounding love words in his own ear.

But she knew better than anyone that it was really just a fantasy!

It's been a thousand years!

No one has practiced the Heavenly Formula to the Great Perfection!

Can you be that lucky?

These days, it is obvious to her that she is not in a good position as before.

She was tired easily, and even in the middle of summer like this, she was starting to feel the chill emanating from her body.

She knew the feeling very well.

It also snows in the winter in the city of Wu Guodong, and it is also very cold.

It's also very cold in the sword washing building.

Fortunately, he brought the medicine prepared by Xiao Wu, but he didn't know if he could survive this winter with those medicines.

She sighed slightly, a little sad, and looked up at the moon, which was full.

In the blink of an eye, I have known Chen'an for more than a year and five months.

From March 3 last year, where will the painting screen lake finally be?

She suddenly smiled sadly, thinking that if she was really dead, Chen An would be relieved.

He was accompanied by Sister Xiao.

He also has two girls who like him.

A Ning Chuchu, where is she now?

There is also a summer flower......

However, Chen An said that he would be separated from that Xia girl tomorrow, and Xia girl was going to Dongxu City, and they were going to take another jump road directly across Dongxu City to the Sword Washing Tower.

Will he like Summer Flowers?

I think so, after all, that girl is so good-looking.

In this way, he will also be able to enjoy the blessings of the Qi people.

It's just that the big bed he said he was going to do didn't have his own existence.

Now, it's too late to give him a baby.

This may be the regret of life.

Just when Zhongli Ruoshui was thinking wildly, Li Chen'an's roar came from the lotus pond:

"Bring the wine!"

Zhongli Ruoshui retracted his gaze and looked at it, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face-

Pan Xiao carried the wine jug and quickly ran to Li Chenan's side.

He wanted to pour wine for this Mr. Li, but unexpectedly, Li Chenan snatched the wine jug and he stood up!

He lifted the flask around his neck, and the wine poured into his mouth.

He took a big sip and looked up at the moon, his arms suddenly opened, as if he wanted to embrace the bright moon.

Zhongli Ruoshui looked at him intently, she knew that Li Chenan was probably going to make another poem.

Last year's Mid-Autumn Festival, he made sixteen poems in one go,

It's the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, what kind of words can he make?

Maybe it's not about the Mid-Autumn Festival anymore.

The Mid-Autumn Festival seems to have been written by him last year.

Xia Hua also looked at Li Chen'an in shock at this moment, she didn't know that this gentleman who received her 10,000 taels of silver tickets was the rhythm of the words, she just felt that Mr. had another free and easy taste when he was wild!

It's like those two goods.

This metaphor is too disrespectful to Mr., who is not comparable to the two goods.

The two would bow their heads under threat, but the gentleman was never afraid of any threat.

Sir is like a legendary immortal!

Is he singing about wine?

Or do you want to raise a pot to invite the moon?

The rest of the people also looked at Li Chen'an.

Li Chenan was drinking again.

These days, his heart is actually more worried and nervous than Zhongli Ruoshui.

It's almost time to wash the sword.

I don't know if I can go to the Forgetfulness Desk smoothly.

I don't know if I can understand the damn Fuji Zhou Tian Jue in this short period of time!

If not......

Zhongli Ruoshui will inevitably die, and she may never see the bright moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival next year.

He didn't have the slightest certainty in his heart.

Although he came through time, he was not the chosen one.

To this day, he still only understands the first eight French styles.

Ten left!

One year left!

These days, he forced a smile in front of Zhongli Ruoshui, and every night he watched Zhongli Ruoshui practice the Infinite Heavenly Recipe after he fell asleep.

But that glimmer of light never caught again.

This was devastating and frustrating for him.

Only then did he realize that the traverser was not omnipotent, but he did not give up until the last moment.

That woman made him integrate into this world.

He thought he was a rootless prodigal son, but the woman gave him roots.

He would do anything for her.

Even if he traded his life for Zhongli Ruoshui's well-being, he didn't care.

He drank the jug of wine and took another jug of wine with him.

He walked to the lotus pond.

Under everyone's gaze, he looked at the bright moon, blowing the night wind, and suddenly opened his mouth.

When he opened his mouth, everyone was stunned -

"When is the bright moon?

Ask the sky for wine.

I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace.

I want to return with the wind,

I'm afraid of Qiong Lou Yuyu again,

It's cold in the heights.

Dance to figure out the shadow,

How it seems to be in the world. ”

At this moment, Pan Xiao quickly took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from his sleeve pocket, quickly sharpened a little ink, lifted the pen, and quickly landed on the paper.

Xia Hua looked at the back of her husband and had already widened her beautiful eyes.

Her thoughts seemed to fly to the Moon Palace with the words of the gentleman.

She felt that Li Chenan seemed to be standing in front of the Moon Palace.

She felt that she was dancing in front of the Moon Palace, just to dance the most beautiful dance for Li Chen'an to see.

Let him not feel the lonely cold of the Moon Palace.

Bu Jinghong doesn't understand poetry, but he thinks Mr. Li is so powerful.

He admired Mr. Li's state even more at the moment-

Mr. Li seemed to have entered the ethereal realm, and in his eyes, there seemed to be only the bright moon in the sky.

Zhongli Ruoshui had long since combed her hair.

She looked at the person under the light by the lotus pond and burst into tears.

Li Chenan leaned his neck and took a big sip of wine.

He rolled up his sleeves and wiped his mouth, raised his hands slightly, and recited in a loud voice:

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly.

There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows,

The moon is cloudy and sunny,

This matter is difficult to complete. ”

He turned around and looked at Zhongli Ruoshui, who was standing on the second floor.

He saw the tears on her face, and he saw her warm eyes full of tears.

"May man be long,

Miles...... Gong Chanjuan! ”

He flew up.

He took a sip of wine in the air!

He landed on the second floor, and he picked up Zhongli Ruoshui.

He flew up again, towards the bright moon in the sky!

Fluttering clothes.

Long hair fluttering.

Xia Hua is inexplicably sad, this is the fairy companion!

This is the love between Mr. and Mrs.

"I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles......"

"Chen'an, how good it would be if you lived!"

"I should sing for you, dance for you, and compose beautiful poems with you."

[Make up for what you owe this month, this song appears here, I like it very much, and I hope you can like it too.] 】