There was a knock on the courtyard door, and Xuanyuan broke to ask questions, and came back after a while, although the young man's face was full of beard, he could not completely hide the red, which was nervous and shy, because a girl with an oil-paper umbrella followed him to the front of the library.

Tang Thirty-six looked at the beautiful girl and said slightly, "Where is a lilac-like girl?"

Xuanyuan Po rubbed his hands a little nervously and said, "I don't know which lady Lu Dao is, so I didn't say anything when I asked." ”

Tang Thirty-six said: "Then you let her in? Although it was just Qixi last night, why is this so." ”

Xuanyuan Po hurriedly explained: "She said that she knew Chen Changsheng. ”

Chen Changsheng was reading a book, and when he heard this, he put down the scroll and looked out of the threshold, and found that he really knew each other—it was not the young lady of the house, but the eldest girl of the Eastern Imperial God General's Mansion, Huan Shuang'er.

Naturally, he wouldn't explain it to Xuanyuan, got up and walked outside the library, and said to Shuang'er: "Long time no see." ”

It's been a long time, and it's been months since Frost last came to look for him at the National Religious Academy.

Frost put away the oil-paper umbrella and motioned for him to follow him to a more remote corner.

"Is there anything going on?" he asked.

Shuang'er looked at him, thinking about the rumors of the Qingteng Banquet last night, her expression was a little complicated, and after thinking about it, she said: "I heard about you, I must admit that you are indeed beyond the expectations of many people, and Madame and I did not evaluate you correctly at the beginning. ”

Chen Changsheng said: "You have your position, so you don't need to apologize." ”

He said the truth, and all along, he only told the truth.

Shuang'er raised her eyebrows slightly, and said: "Don't misunderstand, my opinion on you may be wrong, but it doesn't mean that I support you to be with Miss, even if you are knowledgeable, but you can't practice, you are still a ...... after all."

Although she didn't like Chen Changsheng, she didn't have any bad intentions after all, and took the word waste back.

But everyone knows what she means.

Chen Changsheng said: "Whether you support it or not, it doesn't mean anything to this marriage. ”

Shuang'er was a little angry, and said: "Miss and I are sisters, I care more about Miss's happiness than anyone else, you took out the marriage certificate at the Qingteng banquet, raised your eyebrows, but have you thought about it, Miss and Akiyama-kun were originally a good match, but they were destroyed by you like this, how can you bear it?"

"So, you're here to fight for Akiyama-kun?"

Chen Changsheng looked at her and said, "You should know that at the Qingteng banquet last night, your young lady asked Bai He to bring a letter, in which she admitted this marriage, and now you seem to have a different opinion on this marriage, and even fight for other men?"

"You do this, does your young lady know what to do?"

Shuang'er was speechless, she didn't know why Miss Lu Dao was doing this.

Chen Changsheng said: "What else is going on?"

"I really shouldn't have said that before. ”

Frost calmed down, raised her arm, wiped the water droplets from her mane, and said, "Miss asked me to bring you a message." ”

"What words. ”

"Don't get me wrong. ”

Hearing this, Chen Changsheng was silent for a long time, Shuang'er had said something similar before, it was very hurtful, what did Xu Yourong mean?

He asked, "What is the misunderstanding?"

"I don't know. Frost looked at his face and said, "You should understand it yourself." ”

Last night, Bai He returned to Kyoto with the letter, and Xu Yourong expressed his attitude in the letter, although he knew very well that Xu Yourong could not really want to marry him, she must have hidden other meanings in doing so, but his disgust with her was still reduced a lot.

But at this time, listening to the words relayed by Shuang'er, he couldn't be in a good mood.

"That's all?"

He looked at Shuang'er and said, this is what it means to prepare to send off guests.

Shuang'er said: "Miss also said that if you have anything to say, you can write to her directly. ”

With a crane call, the white crane fell from the sky, flapped its wings, and landed outside the library, and the water droplets on its feathers slowly flowed.

Chen Changsheng looked at the white crane and nodded.

The white crane paced in front of him, lowered his thin neck, and touched his right arm, looking a little affectionate.

"How have you been doing all these years?" he said, looking at the white crane.

The white crane screamed twice, as if in reply.

Looking at this scene, Shuang'er was very surprised.

When the white crane flew away last night, Chen Changsheng felt that he had forgotten something, and thought it was the black dragon under the abandoned garden, and then he remembered that he should write a letter, and then ask the white crane to bring it to Xu Yourong, there are many things, and it is much better to communicate directly.

Shuang'er always played the role of an intermediary between him and Xu Yourong, and he didn't like that.

After coming to Kyoto, Xu Yourong only wrote him a handwritten letter, which was only four words in the letter, which seemed to be very stingy.

- Good for yourself.

Chen Changsheng put pen to paper and thought for a while, how to write four words that are categorical, full of deep meaning, and proud of the world, so as to reply to the other party without losing face.

It was also the first letter he wrote to her after the age of ten.

But in the end, he just wrote a letter very plainly, with ordinary words and ordinary things.

He didn't want to be angry with little girls.

Even if she is Xu Yourong, even if she is only three days younger than him, she is still a little girl.

......

......

Ten thousand miles south of Kyoto is the Sacred Maiden Peak.

Under the Saint's Virgin Peak are forbidden places, and there is not a small town until three hundred miles away. The town is full of ordinary people, there are iron shops, wine shops, butcher shops, and gambling shops. Pai Gow and Dice are usually played, but there is a rustically decorated room with a table in the deepest part of this gambling shop.

This table is playing mahjong.

Sitting in the east hand is a beautiful maiden.

The girl was fourteen or fifteen years old, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, her eyes were like paint, and she was not as good-looking as a mortal.

The three people at the table knew that she was definitely not mortal.

Two years ago, when the owner of the gambling shop was about to attack her, who was younger, more timid and more likely to arouse human desire to sin, she died very miserably, and the dealer took the boss's place, and it was the middle-aged man sitting at the west end of the table at this time.

From that day on, every once in a while, the girl would come to the town to play a game of mahjong, and she was not allowed to leave the table for two nights.

The plainly decorated room is only open once every few months, and the three people who accompany her to play mahjong are the first three people, who have never changed, those three people are ordinary people, real ordinary people, how could they have thought that they would encounter such an unusual thing.

It took them a long time from the initial fear and anxiety to not shaking their hands when building cards, but by now, they can get along with the little fairy very naturally, and they will not release water in the card game, but will really compare wins and losses, and even dare to complain a few times.

What a blessing it is to be able to play cards with such a beautiful little fairy?

And sometimes, you can really win money.

There was a crane chirp outside the window, and the girl said, "There is something to do tonight, don't fight." ”

The three of them were surprised, thinking to themselves what had happened, this time it ended so long in advance?

The maiden took out a few gold leaves and laid them on the table to make amends, and then turned and left.

The three of them looked at each other, and one of the women said worriedly, "The little lady doesn't know what is going on, and she doesn't look very interested." ”

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......

On the side of the wild mountain cliff outside the town, Xu Yourong untied the letter from the white crane's leg and opened it at will.

Under the starry sky, the paper was illuminated very clearly, the sentences on it were ordinary, the handwriting was clean, and the length was not long, but she read it for a long time.

In those words and handwriting, she saw restraint, but not resentment, not even a trace of negativity.

It was hard for her to imagine that a teenager could be so calm after so many difficult days in Kyoto.

If it were her, she would definitely not be able to do it.

She remembered that he was only three days older than herself.

She looked in the direction of Kyoto and said, "If it's not a fake, this guy is either a gentleman or a real person." ”

Bai He roared, obviously disagreeing with her statement, and the disagreement here refers to the word forgery.

Xu Yourong was a little helpless, and said, "Why do you like that guy? I don't remember what kind of person he is, what is there to like about you." ”

The white crane let out a low snort, reminding her of her previous statement about gentlemen and real people.

"Neither a gentleman nor a saint can accompany a long period of cultivation, it would be too boring. ”

She looked at Hakutsuru and said, "I don't want to live a boring life. ”

Bai He tilted his neck slightly, looking a little confused, if you don't want to marry Chen Changsheng, Miss, why do you want to write that letter and admit this marriage in front of the world?

Xu Yourong didn't explain anything, she had her own thoughts, whether it was her parents or teachers, the Pope or the Holy Queen, she didn't know what to do.

Then she opened Frost's letter and began to read it, and then she knew what had happened at the Ivy Banquet last night.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.

Now that the marriage letter has been announced to the world, it can at least be peaceful for a while, right?

It's just that that guy is really a bit surprising.

Then she saw the conversation between Shuang'er and Chen Changsheng relayed.

She folded her hands behind her back, looked in the direction of Kyoto again, and was silent for a long time.

"I suddenly remembered...... When I was eleven years old, I once secretly wrote a letter for you to bring to Xining. ”

The white crane tapped lightly, that was the last time it went to Xining, and no one knew the Tao in the entire Eastern Imperial God General's Mansion.

"In that letter I seemed to say that I would not marry him. ”

"He didn't reply to the objection, so what is he insisting on now?"

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......

The thing that Chen Changsheng insisted on was never this marriage. Except for the master and brother of the old temple in Xining Town, now in this world, only the black dragon under the palace knows the Dao. Of course, he didn't know that the middle-aged woman he met by the pool also knew about the road.

For that thing, he even gave up the habit of going to bed early and getting up early, and the whole night was spent by him in meditation, on the light of the stars, although it seemed that there was no progress, but until the moment of the last came, he would never stop trying.

Early in the morning, he woke up in the library.

Like yesterday, I was still woken up.

In front of the Anglican Academy, there was a terrifying loud noise.

He pushed open the door of the library and walked over with Tang Thirty-six and Xuanyuan Po.

The door to the Anglican College was broken.

The Anglican College was broken down.

The gate of the courtyard, which had been in order for less than a few months, was hit and collapsed by a horse-drawn carriage.

The ground is full of gravel and wooden blocks, and it looks very pitiful.

A horse fell on the slightly damp ground, its eyes open, its hooves swaying slightly.

The smoke and dust cleared.

More than a dozen horsemen appeared outside the gate of the Anglican Academy.

Fresh clothes and angry horses.

Horses are an extraordinary breed.

Those knights were indifferent, and they were obviously not ordinary people.

A young knight, looking at the broken courtyard gate, said expressionlessly, "Is there still a need for this broken courtyard to exist?"

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(It's late, because it's a little difficult to write, it's late, but I still want to wish everyone a happy Chinese Valentine's Day.) ）