The garden framed by the blue stone wall, the mountain stone in the garden is embellished, the flowers are hanging on three sides, and the powder paves the road, because it was built in a hurry, there is no verandah, but it seems a little lonely and empty.

Wutong pointed to the lush green either transplanted over, or it looked like a complete variety of medicinal herb flowers that grew overnight: "Miss Hansan, these fairy grass fairy flowers are all prepared for you by Liangcheng Gongzi, as soon as some of the fairy grasses die, Liangcheng Gongzi will bury the seeds and use all spiritual power to make them grow." It's a loss of a hundred years of spiritual power. ”

Ah Chun took a cursory look, it was full of precious herbs that were urgently needed, and he couldn't help but think of Liangcheng's weak and pale face, and said to himself: "No wonder I didn't say anything, I put all my energy here." ”

After a brief glance, Chang Forget couldn't see his joy or anger, and entered the main house first.

The main house is very spacious, with a large room, and when you approach the door, you will find that a large room is divided into two small rooms from the middle.

Forget the Dharma protector for the outer room, Ah Chun's cultivation is in the inner room, leaving a cloth curtain in the middle, Han Sheng thought thoughtfully, to prevent Ah Chun from being opened to squeak when he was concentrating on the practice, disturbing his mind.

However, Han Sheng ignored one point, if Ah Chun wanted to go out, he had to go through the long forgetting room first.

Is this planning to retreat and practice on your own without opening your eyes?

The newly painted wall, through the snow white, without any hanging decorations, everywhere exudes a faint sandalwood fragrance, good wood lush, gray and blue carpet, black case, yellow futon, particularly beautiful and quiet.

After all, Chang Forgetting is not a retreat, but a Dharma protector, so Han Sheng was afraid that Chang Forget would be bored, so he deliberately found some rare books in this world, as well as fragments. On the case, on the partition, the ten square treasure inkstones, all kinds of pen holders, and the pens inserted in the sea of pens are like woods. Next to the pen wash, there is also a dark green porcelain vase with pale pink petal patterns, and a branch of the undefeated emperor Xiu flower is placed in it to calm the mind.

It can be seen that Han Sheng has spent his blood and heart in order to let Chang forget to protect his own Fa.

All the daily necessities are divided into two parts, bits and pieces, all available.

The décor style is slightly different, and at first glance it is a simple plan according to the preferences of the two people.

Ah Chun's side is a little complicated.

Forget the plain and elegant point over there.

The hollowed-out carved windows let in specks of twilight sunlight, illuminating the room very comfortably.

This place is close to the center of Yinxun Lake, and its spiritual power is the most abundant. Obviously, he was sadly dragged by Hansheng all night sleepless and used mana to step on the rocky mountain and build a hut, he couldn't bear to let his sister stay in a cold and damp place surrounded by hard rocks to retreat.

Seeing everything that Han Sheng carefully prepared for himself, the softest place in his heart seemed to collapse, although he couldn't feel anything about the nagging that was close in front of him on weekdays, but he wanted to avoid it for thousands of miles, trying to be quiet. But when the goal is really achieved, like drinking water, it becomes a habit, and suddenly it often sways to the person who arranges this arrangement and that no longer sways, and suddenly, I miss it very much.

Sullen and thought of the fifty lashes that Han Sheng had received for him, hoping that he would recover quickly under the care of grief.

In fact, when the first whip of the ice chain was on her body, Ah Chun knew that when Han Sheng was angry and hurriedly walked out of the banquet hall, he was ready to bear everything for her.

Although she is only a superficial skin injury, the double torture of raw spiritual power and countless needles piercing into the bone and marrow is something that no one can bear even if the spiritual power is strong.

Faint, distressed twitches.

Wutong opened the window and pointed to a pool of steaming spring water: "Third Miss, Eighth Highness, behind the house, it is the 10,000-year-old spring specially attracted by the prince of Liangcheng from Qingqiu a while ago, Qingmeng Spring, which can heal injuries and clear the heart." ”

Qingmeng Spring, the spring water is warm, as sweet as sugar, after soaking, the sweet and greasy aftertaste does not disappear for three days.

I don't know why I forgot for some reason, the fine sweat on his forehead has not stopped, and since he entered the house, he has been sitting on the couch, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Hearing Wutong's non-stop praise of Liangcheng, the phoenix eyes looked at Ah Chun's close attendant half-squinted and half-opened, and asked in a cool tone: "Three years of retreat, are you serving?"

Wutong listened to Chang forget to talk to himself, and was excited. From the beginning of the meeting, because his appearance was so good, people didn't dare to look at him directly, and he only dared to talk to Ah Chun in a panic. Later, the thoughts of the youngest daughter's family began to be revealed, and they wanted to use Liangcheng's kindness to Ah Chun to stimulate Xia Chang Forget, so as to attract attention clumsily.

He lowered his eyebrows and said earnestly: "Back to His Royal Highness, the little slave Wutong, the Gaotu Mountain Shusi clan, the three-year retreat time, meals, and weekday needs, all of which were sent by the little slave on time." ”

"Okay, now let's give you young lady medicine. The long forgotten jaw pointed to the back room and closed his eyes again.

Ah Chun, who knew the long forget, knew that he thought Wutong was too noisy. Fang Cai's meaning is to send her two words: shut up!

Wutong has been by Ah Chun's side for many years, and he can be regarded as exquisite, and when he heard it, his face turned red completely.

Back room.

After Wutong carefully removed all of Ah Chun's clothes, a bulging sachet fell out.

"Third Miss, where do you put the sachet?"

"Oh, Qing Zheng gave it, put it on the head of the bed first. Then he lay on his stomach and slowly lay on the bed.

After a general examination of the injury, Wutong said: "Third Miss, there is some redness and swelling, it is a simple flesh injury. ”

Ah Chun hummed lightly, in fact, after this fryer is like a banquet hall, the noisy headache, although the injury is not serious, after all, the wound that was smoked is not an ordinary whip, and in the hot pain, after being gently applied with cold medicine, I am tired and tired, my eyelids are heavy, and I can't hold it and fall asleep.

In the cold house.

As soon as Ah Chun left, Han Sheng slowly opened his eyes at the same time and exhaled.

Sadness approached: "They have gone to retreat. ”

"Well, I know. Han Sheng said weakly.

"I thought you could tell her personally. ”

"Forget it, I'm afraid I'm going to cry with my head in my arms. ”

Han Sheng's back actually didn't hurt as much as he imagined, but his spiritual power was pumped too hard and too fiercely, and his body was a little unbearable. Slowly sat up and said, "Sad, what do you want to say before Ah Chun comes in?"

Sadness put the quilt on Han Sheng, sat down leisurely on the opposite side with his legs crossed, opened the tea bag, took a tea core in his mouth and said, "You and Chang Forget want to go together." ”

"What do you mean?"

"The two of you used the extradition spell on Han Ah Chun at the same time, so you suffered, you suffered from the spiritual power, and he suffered the heaviest flesh and skin. Actually, this is very good, he wants to protect the Dharma for Han Ah Chun, and his spiritual power must be preserved. ”

"I see. "No wonder he doesn't have a wound on his back.

"Oh, alas, your stupid sister doesn't know anything. ”

"Flesh wounds can't be hidden. ”

"I see that the two of them don't know what to do, and they seem to have a misunderstanding. ”

"Misunderstanding? The flowers and trees all lived in the spring of that year, which is an obvious fact. ”

"What you see is not the truth. ”

"Let the two of them make a fuss, Ah Chun is impetuous, and he forgets to be calm. Lonely men and widows have been together for three years, and Ah Chun's lack of heart and eyes is a blessing if he can not forget to eat it. ”

Sadness hooked his lips silently, and continued to eat his freshly picked tea leaves with dew honey.

Follow the Lake Retreat.

When Ah Chun woke up, it was completely dark, a faint lamp was lit in the house, she moved, she couldn't hold back her hissing, her body was covered with a quilt, the skin behind her was very tight, and there were signs of weakening.

Feeling a little hungry, she got out of bed carefully, put the dress very slowly and carefully, simply erected a long ponytail, buttoned it with a gold flower, lifted the curtain, and forgot about the room, there was no figure of him.

On the table was a large food box that was lonely and warmed with mana.

Ah Chun lifted the lid of the food, and the amount of the two of them was not moved.

The air shouted twice, and I didn't find anyone for a while, did I go out for a walk?

In view of the fact that she was tossed too hard during the day, her hungry throat was now full of acid water. I endured it in the house, paced anxiously outside the garden and waited for a while, but I still didn't see the shadow of Chang Forget, and decided to solve the stomach problem first.

I opened the food box, divided all the food into two portions, left him more vegetarian dishes, and ate most of the meat dishes by myself.

Ah Chun stretched her waist and ate slowly, and there was no insect chirping around her.

When the stomach is full, as soon as people are idle, it is easy to think crankily.

The first scene that flashed through my mind was that when I was whipped, I was thrown away by myself and ruthlessly said three words: "Don't touch me".

Recalling carefully, Chang Forget seemed to be in the amplitude of his own movements, and he almost didn't stand firm, and his delicate facial features flashed with surprise and loss for a moment, and now that he thinks about it, his heart was inexplicably pinched, and it was a little sore.

But what is this, forget to flirt with Hua Qimu behind closed doors in the inn, but when he was the most painful and embarrassing whipping, he still held his arm with Hua Qimu, intimacy, and reminded her all the time, when the Lord is back, you go and rest quickly.

Since Yunyang Mountain, the two of them have collapsed on their birthdays, and she has never taken the initiative to ask him for an answer again, and occasionally she is unwilling to laugh, even if she is not afraid that he will refuse again, but she does not like to be very reluctant to hear it.

She is not a person who gives up halfway, nor is she a person who turns back when she encounters ups and downs, and then bypasses and leaves, on the contrary, long forgetfulness can stimulate her desire to win more, and she is bound to win and lose. Since she was a child, she has encountered no matter how difficult things are, no matter how painful the injury is, and no matter how pessimistic the situation is, she has reversed her life.

However, this person, no matter what you do, how flirtatious, how cold, how hot, he can be light, calm, quiet, no waves, strong self-sustaining, looking at you with the most heavy and upright eyes, not impatient or impatient.

She has never really liked someone, so the rogue skills that seem to be very awesome in her are suddenly useless.

It seems that the situation is not very optimistic, and there seems to be a sense of failure.

A man's heart doesn't seem to be easy to grasp.

A simple meal was tasteless at the end, and his head continued to empty for a while, and when he saw that Chang Forget hadn't come back yet, and he was really bored, he went out to wander around the garden.

Empty, except for the full aura, nothing special, unconsciously remembered the Qingmeng Spring that Liangcheng brought to him, so he walked to the back of the house, thinking about going to see it, and soaking for a while.

Before she could get closer, she sensed a familiar aura coming to her.

Long forgetting?

No wonder no one can be found.

No, the house is not far from Qingmengquan, and the voice of looking for him is not small, how can he not hear it.

On the one hand, the person who is curious, and on the other hand, he tramples on the courtesy, righteousness and shame under his feet, so he slows down and quietly gets closer and closer.