Joan also returned from the north, intending to continue her life, whether it was wandering or wandering, it was better than standing still.

Du Ling has accumulated no more money over the years, no less, she is not used to being a pampered person, not seeking luxury, but in Donglai with a place to live, the courtyard pavilion will not live for a long time, and no one will take care of it, often go back to live for a while in winter, so as not to travel far away, see everyone reunited, and be lonely.

When he woke up in the morning, Sheng Xuan combed Qiong Yi's hair for a long time, saying that he had settled in Jingdi, and now he was reunited, and he didn't have to look for a person to travel alone, and he wanted to take her back to live.

Joan nodded yes.

The two of them traveled south from Changtai, unhurried on the road, as if they were traveling in the past.

Sheng Xuanyan always remembered the wedding banquet owed to her when Yunyou returned, he said that he would make up for it when he returned to Jingning, the town of Jingdi, Qiong Yi smiled lightly, took his hand, and the silver bell on his wrist sounded crisply, which was particularly beautiful.

"Sheng Xuan." When the night was dark, Joan also looked at the cliff in front of her, and she said: "I have long passed away, and it is a blessing from heaven to meet you again and have your mercy." ”

She tightened Sheng Xuan's resentful hands: "From the north to Jingzhou, thousands of mountains and rivers have been exhausted, and we will worship these thousands of rivers and mountains as a courtesy." ”

Sheng Xuan's eyes were calm, and he said, "Okay." ”

He also said, "It is not a blessing from heaven to be able to meet, but it is my love for you." ”

Qiong also lowered her eyes and smiled, she understood Sheng Xuan's resentment, he was not good at talking about love since he was young, and the love words that could be heard from his mouth were always sincere.

She lifted the corners of her lips and her eyes were clouded: "I love you too." ”

The two stood side by side on the cliff of the high mountain, dressed in Suhui saluting, Sheng Xuan's hands were folded flat, his posture was elegant and solemn, Qiong also held his hand in front of him, looked at each other, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and he bowed and saluted with her.

The moonlight prays, the stars pray, the fireflies add shimmers, and Kunning is the carrier.

It is for marriage.

*

Qiong also came to Jingning Town with Sheng Xuan.

The houses in the back streets and alleys were very quiet, and Sheng Xuanyan unscrewed the door lock, pushed open the wooden door and led her in.

He said: "The Yaoshan Hall in the town is also in my name, and now it is run under the hands of others, and the house here is my choice, and I am tired of walking outside, and occasionally come back to live." ”

He added: "When I went back, I wrote to the guys in the medicine hall to ask for a day worker to clean it, and it should be livable." ”

Joan also walked slowly inward, passing through the regular main courtyard, and several other side rooms were also cleaned up, and the back garden was green and planted with many trees.

It's Joanshu.

Qiong was also stunned, it seemed that a long, long time ago, she casually mentioned something, Sheng Xuan's resentment wrote it down, and she did it.

The garden was full of Qiong trees, which had grown verdant and lush, and they were even more vibrant among the rockeries, and she walked under the trees to caress the green leaves at her hand and look back at him.

Sheng Xuanren walked slowly, "When I am not at home, these flowers and trees can only be taken care of by the people of the medicine hall, and they have been raised for many years, I just want to wait for you to come back and look at the flowers in the courtyard to be happier." It's a pity that this year's flowering period has passed. ”

Joan also wiped the corners of her eyes with her fingertips, crooked her eyes and smiled: "Next year's flowers will be better, and someone will accompany you to see them." ”

He bowed his head: "yes." ”

Going back to the main courtyard, there is a pomegranate tree growing in front of a sunny house in the east wing, with fiery red flowers growing on it, which is cast in front of the window, and you can see it when you raise your eyes.

That's their chamber.

The young man's voice overlapped with the picture in front of him, Qiong also bit her lower lip, and couldn't control the emotions in her heart to hug Sheng Xuan's resentment, and said in a low voice: "Sheng Xuan, hug me." ”

Sheng Xuan felt resentful and hugged her according to his words.

"I'm very happy." Her purple pupils quivered, "Really." ”

Sheng Xuan smiled lightly: "It's good to make you happy." ”

Joan also tiptoed and pecked him on the neck, kissed his chin and cheek, Sheng Xuanren bent down and let her kiss, and when she stopped, he picked her up and went back to the house to rest.

In the afternoon, Sheng Xuanyan took her to Yaoshan Hall.

It was a small pharmacy on the street, and the shopkeeper was a middle-aged man with a goat's beard, his wife, and two apprentices. They are the couple saved by Sheng Xuanyan decades ago, and they repaid their kindness behind the life-saving benefactor, and they were randomly pointed out by Sheng Xuanyan to run the medicine hall here, but they were also stable.

When the shopkeeper saw Qiong Yi, he suddenly congratulated him, wishing Sheng Xuan that he had finally found the old man, and also greeted Qiong Yi.

In addition to congratulating her, the woman also prepared a night banquet to welcome Qiongyi. After finishing the meal, the two went back with the night breeze, and Qiong also said that the Ding couple in the hall were very simple and their cooking skills were not bad.

Qiong also knew that Sheng Xuan was resentful of opening this medicine hall now, looking for people to practice medicine in order to atone for the countless sins he had killed back then, and in her opinion, he should not have come here.

Everything is just a clear conscience.

The same is true of her choice to cross the spirit.

In front of the bed, the two talked a lot, and Qiong also took off the jade lily of the valley on her waist, which was the first gift that Sheng Xuanren gave to herself, and it was also a talisman that sheltered her many times. Sheng Xuan resented this piece of white jade, and the wisp of soul that was placed in the past had to be recuperated by her for many years, so that she could keep her sanity, and after sealing the sense of inhibition of poison, she could only be sober as before, every time she thought of these things, she would inevitably have palpitations.

He returned the jade lily of the valley to Qiong Yi's hands, "Come, rest." ”

Qiong also took off her hair ornament earrings, lay on the mattress, and before she could lie down, she was hugged by the waist and pulled down, and said with a smile: "Wasn't last night enough fun?" ”

Sheng Xuan pursed his lips resentfully, and asked instead of answering: "Sleepy?" ”

"Not too sleepy." Joan also felt him pinching his waist, which was very itchy, and moved up his waist and buried his cheeks.

"Then double practice and then go to sleep." He stripped off his middle coat and rubbed her earlobes that he couldn't stand the most, Qiong Yi's habits were the same, almost no change, and he became more and more skilled in the intimacy after the meeting, more and more unrestrained, and rested again when the candle was half-dyed, and slept peacefully.

The days that followed were peaceful.

In the early morning and evening in Jingning Town, the customers of Yaoshantang come and go, and the fallen leaves and dead grass in the garden, and the first snow in winter.

During the Spring Festival, Qiong Yi and Sheng Xuanren posted couplets and hung lanterns in the Ding couple's call to look at "a little left", "a little right", and "not crooked". Qiong also burned a few edible dishes, Sheng Xuan resented a few barely delicious dishes, and spent Chinese New Year's Eve between the mutual smiles of the pestle and chopsticks.

Sheng Xuanyan bought a new sword for Qiong Yi, and when she was stepping on the snow in the yard, she picked up the new sword and danced, and felt unfamiliar and tight, so she practiced swordsmanship with him.

Joan also named the new sword "Sui Han" to remember the first winter they met.

After spring comes, the Qionghua trees in the back garden begin to glow, and in early summer, the flowers in the garden are full of flowers, which really look like white butterfly settlements and new snow in May.

Joan also strolled among the flowers, looking back and calling him with a smile: "Sheng Xuan." ”

Sheng Xuan followed the voice, and under the shadow of the tree, her plain white dress was covered with a layer of pale blue, and the dappled sunlight flickered, and she seemed to go back to many years ago in a trance.

What he looked at in a daze was her whom he had been looking for for half his life, and in her crooked eyes, it was him she had been looking for all her life.

He curled his lips slightly, and strode forward, and Joan greeted him with open arms, hugging him.

Qingge is young and thinks about the day, knows that his heart is far away and travels together, his heart is like a snow moon and it is difficult to find, such as Qing to keep together, Mo Dao has met for a long time, this life is not worth it, and the years are long.

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