But Xia Lianqiao didn't care about this, she returned to the side hall and secretly stuffed the moon rabbit lamp she had made before into the mustard seed sac.

said to Ling Shouyi, who was waiting for her in front of the door: "Let's go." ”

Ling Shouyi glanced at her, didn't ask her what she had taken, stepped forward and grabbed her by the collar, urged her to escape, and carried her back to the Duxiao Palace.

In front of everyone's eyes, Ling Shouyi was like no one beside her, her face was not red and her heart was not beating, and she was indifferent and carried her all the way, and everyone who crossed the Xiaomen on the side of the road looked sideways.

This time, it was Xia Lianyi's turn to admire Ling Shouyi's cheekiness as if no one was on his side.

Let's say he's thick-skinned, sometimes as thin as a girl's house.

Let's say that he is thin-skinned, but sometimes he can make earth-shattering deeds without changing his face.

When she and Ling Shouyi returned to the Immortal Gate, it was already winter, and now that time flies, counting the days, it seems that it will be the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve in two days?

Since it is almost Ling Shouyi's birthday, he has to pay attention to it, such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Xia Lianqiao is still counting on his birthday.

Of course, from the bottom of her heart, she really wanted to give him a lively birthday.

A few days before the end of the year, she began to act.

The main hall where Ling Shouyi lived was really cold and lonely, chiseling ice and jade, like a snow cave where a polar bear lived.

There is nothing but tables and chairs necessary for life and futons necessary for meditation.

But in the past few days, he has been dressed up by Xia Forsythia with bells and whistles.

In her opinion, Ling Shouyi is not without interest in life, which can be seen from the time when he carefully arranged the bedroom of her Meng family's small courtyard.

It's just that the perennial quiet monastic life greatly suppressed his nature.

Ling Shouyi quietly watched her like a squirrel spending the winter, bringing a lot of things to arrange the Crossing Heaven Palace.

It's not just that the act of hugging furniture is like hugging hay. She is now dressed in a round, furry and squirrel style.

The girl wore a big red jacket today, little red boots, red clothes and red boots, handsome and sassy, and combed a few fine braids on her chest beautifully, and a circle of white velvet rabbit hair around her neck hugged her palm-sized tender face.

It was the winter coat she had bought in the Nether, and it had been stuffed in a mustard sac and never worn out. Nowadays, it is used to fit the winter atmosphere.

The black hair is as black as ink, the cheeks are full of puff and blood, the eyebrows and eyes are crooked, and there is a unique love attitude.

Xia Forsythia is now a Huadan monk, and it stands to reason that he has long been out of the mortal womb of the flesh, and he is not afraid of the cold and heat of winter, but he still maintains the habit of taking a nap, and when it is cold, he has to dress himself tightly.

In her own words, life should have a sense of ritual, but also enjoy the four seasons of the year, and live herself all day long without desire, the body is like a tree, and the heart is like ashes, which is really boring.

Ling Shouyi watched her busy coming and going, and couldn't help but think in his heart, everyone said that he was talented and intelligent. But when it comes to cultivating talents, he thinks that perhaps Xia Lianqiao's optimism and openness are the closest to the true meaning of "Tao" among them.

Xia Lianqiao was also unsure of what Ling Shouyi thought of her aggressive encroachment on his cave territory.

When she finally stopped to rest for a while, the main hall of the Crossing Heaven Hall had almost changed greatly.

As for how much of the change has been, it can be seen from the violent pupil earthquake of Zhou Yuwen, Ye Yitang and other people who came to report on official business.

The main hall of Duxiao, which is usually as cold as a snow cave, is almost full of Xia Forsythia, which is very child-like, with a big red and green that fights with the original cold colors, and is covered with red.

The mirror table, makeup, wardrobe, beauty couch, and the small screen at the head of the bed are also carefully selected by her, and they are full of auspicious patterns such as peace and ruyi bat group flowers.

Ling Shouyi didn't have to sleep in the day, there was only a futon on the jade bed, and at this time, she was also covered with soft and warm bedding, and even hung down the blue gauze bed tent with dark flower yarn, and the four corners were knotted, and the tent was hung with flowers.

And Ling Shouyi sat expressionlessly between the red and green to meditate and practice, and handle official business.

Of course, Ling Shouyi's desk, Xia Lianqiao has not moved.

That doesn't mean she's not moved.

Ling Shouyi has always been indifferent to her clear encroachment on his territory.

He just watched as the flowers and flowers were green, and the bright colors of the flowers continued to erode his cave, carefully lurking and approaching, all the way to his desk.

Even he himself wondered when she would attack his desk.

Finally, one morning, early in the morning, when he lowered his eyes and picked up the Taoist book on the table, his eyes couldn't help but pause, and he quietly looked at the color that spread on the corner of his table.

In the sweet white gall bottle, there are small yellow and clear flowers, simple and small, which are really not beautiful, but there is a faint standard of romance, swaying carefully in the wind.

The flower branches are soft, like people bending over and bending their knees, and their smiling faces are welcome.

So, at this moment, it was the middle of winter, and it was freezing and snowy outside.

He was finally in the warm spring with flowers and colors.

I finally pinched my fingers and looked forward to the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

On this day, Xia Forsythia got up early in the morning, and specially arranged the Duxiao Hall to be red and beaming.

Ling Shouyi only thought of her as a nether New Year, and didn't say much.

When it got dark, she dragged him outside: "Xiaoling, happy birthday!" ”

Unexpectedly, Ling Shouyi frowned slightly: "Birthday? ”

This time it was Xia Lianqiao's turn to be shocked: "Isn't today your birthday?" ”

“……”

"I don't remember." Ling Shouyi paused for a moment, his voice was cold and clean, like the wind moving broken jade, and continued, "I never lost my birthday. ”

Xia Lianqiao hesitated: "It was Zhou Yuwen who told me." ”

"I haven't told you before, don't you want to know what I said to Zhou Yuwen that day?" She thought about it, solemnly took out the small moon lamp and showed it to him, and her mouth was still "banging" with BGM by herself, "This is it!" ”

Ling Shouyi: "This is?" ”

"Doesn't it sound familiar?" Xia Forsythia asked happily.

A bright moon was held in the palm of her hand, and the chubby and round rabbit snuggled next to the bright moon, the lights were rippling, and the snow was cold and the lights were warm.

Ling Shouyi stared intently at the moon lamp in her hand, before raising his eyes and asking, "Have you ever been to the Void Life Palace?" ”

"Is that called the Void Life Temple?" Xia Lianqiao shook his head, "I don't know, but I found an unfinished moon rabbit lamp in the hall. ”

Ling Shouyi was silent for a moment and recognized, "That's what I did when I was a child." ”

Speaking of this, Xia Forsythia was also a little embarrassed: "So I thought at the time, finish it for you and give it to you." ”

"But you also know that I'm clumsy, so I entrusted Zhou Daoyou to help guide me. You see, I have destroyed a lot of lamps before, but I don't dare to start construction easily. When you are proficient, you dare to continue to do it with your half of the lamp. ”

"Do you think this is something that the two of us did together?"

Ling Shouyi: "......"

Xia Lianqiao was puzzled: "Xiao Ling? ”

Ling Shouyi: "......"

Xia Lianqiao was surprised: "Xiao Ling? Why don't you speak? ”

She freed up a hand and shook it curiously in front of his eyes.

Ling Shouyi: "No. ”

"Are you ......" Ling Shouyi pursed his lips and asked, "Did it yourself?" ”

Xia Lianqiao smiled: "Is this still fake? ”

Ling Shouyi repeated to himself: "Entrusting Zhou Yu just to complete this lamp? ”

Xia Lianqiao was worried: "Yes, don't you like it?" ”

It was as if someone had punched him hard, and the sword wound on his chest was filled with fine and dense pain, his heart was burning hot, and his heart was pounding like seventeen or eighteen rabbits.

The overwhelming indescribable joy completely overwhelmed him at this moment.

Ling Shouyi lowered his eyelashes, his breathing messy and rapid.

His voice sounded a little muffled: "No." ”

She teased, "Then you shouldn't be happy, right?" Or is it a misunderstanding that I feel ashamed? ”

Ling Shouyi didn't answer. Xia Lianqiao looked at him like this, and looked away slightly, obviously a little ashamed and annoyed.

She didn't open any pot and mentioned which pot: "Then do you still hate me now?" ”

Ling Shouyi's gaze shifted to her face.

The girl smiled and smiled, with green sleeves and clouds, holding a moon rabbit lamp and looking back. She changed into a green dress and green dress today, which is the only bright emerald in the ice and snow.

The dim light illuminated her temples black, and her eyes were as bright as paint.

A shallow layer of snow fell on her shoulders between her hair, and she took the snow in her cloak and stepped across the starry sky, protecting a small, fluttering lamp.

The little rabbits squatted half-squatting by the moon lamp and snuggled up to each other.

The snow falls on the cold mountains, and the snow is falling, and this moon rabbit lamp seems to be able to dispel the chill in the sky.

Ling Shouyi stood quietly in the heavy snow, his eyes were like two jade beads that were bright and clear, and the indescribable joy was like the ebb and flow of the tide, gradually dissipating, but his heart fell into a peace and peace.

How is he going to say hate.

These days, he himself actually knows very well in his own heart, his pain and wavering, and his heart is on fire, just because he deeply hates himself who is so weak and powerless even to hate her.

He's just, pushing himself to hate her.

Because no matter what she had done, even if the tip of her sword pierced his heart again.

Just look at her, he will still be swaying in the spring breeze, the ice and snow melting, the spring flowers blooming, and all kinds of tenderness are scattered in the spring breeze.

Chapter 123

Snow fell overnight and stayed until the next day the snow was deep.

Early in the morning, Xia Lianqiao happily dragged Ling Shouyi out of the hall to build a snowman.

After becoming a monk, he was not afraid of cold or cold, and he rolled up a snowball quickly and well.

She commanded with a fluttering eyebrow: "You pile one, I'll pile one." ”

After that, he stopped caring about him and buried himself in tinkering with his little snowman.

Ling Shouyi: "......"

He had seen mortal children play this game in the winter in the Nether, but after all, he had never tried it himself, and he really didn't know what to do with the white snow in this place.