After the words fell, Li Xiumai began to walk, crossing the long street towards the south of Chen Liucheng.

Liang Xiaodao was a little unsure, but he still followed behind.

Passing through six long streets and twenty-two alleys, I met a lot of people in the rivers and lakes along the way, after seeing Li Xiu, their faces changed and they all lowered their heads and hurriedly avoided them, although Xiao Boru soared, but this His Royal Highness is still in the world, and the turmoil not long ago has not yet returned to calm.

This scene happened many times along the way, and Li Xiu was like not seeing it.

Liang Xiaodao kept pouting, thinking that this should be not to do bad things and not be afraid of ghosts calling the door, he and the others had never thought about revenge, but they themselves guessed first and messed up.

The two of them stopped in front of an old house, this house is really old, the door of the house has very old traces of the rain, the wooden material looks pitted and a little soft, the corners are bare with sawdust, the snow-white sawdust has become a little moldy with the precipitation of time, and some corners of the wooden door are broken.

In the center of the house hung two iron rings, rusted in the air and humidity, and the spring breeze blew through the alley and the two mottled iron rings kept shaking and knocking on the wooden door.

The high walls on both sides are slightly toppling.

There is a layer of moss hanging above the mansion in front of the house, and a layer of old white floats in the center of the moss, and it seems that you can smell a smell of decay and decay when you stand in front of the house.

This feels like the old alley at the beginning, although it is not complete, but it also has a trace of style.

"What are you doing here?"

Liang Xiaodao glanced at the old mansion, there was no disgust on his face, and there was even a feeling of familiarity.

It's just that he was very curious about why Li Xiu came here, according to the itinerary and the news from Xuelou, Zui Chunfeng, Chu Heng and Yao Zhi would have to travel a day or two at the earliest to reach Chen Liucheng, so it would not be them here.

Who would that be?

Li Xiu didn't speak, just stretched out his hand and pushed the door open, and then walked in.

The decoration and furnishings in the house are very ordinary, like a broken yard that has been abandoned for a long time, the main courtyard is very clean, spotless, it can be seen that it has been cleaned in the past two days, there is still a lot of dust in the corner, the small lake in the side yard has dried up, the pottery jar by the lake has leaked a hole, and the eaves of the jar have two gaps, which looks quite dilapidated.

Liang Xiaodao only glanced at it and knew that this courtyard had been uninhabited all along, and it was only in recent days that people had lived here.

The sound of the piano sounded in the courtyard, and the sound sounded quite elegant, but it was like a small bridge and flowing water, and even if he was only rough and rhythmic, he could hear the joy and the unrest in the heart of the person who played the piano.

There is also a trace of hidden resentment.

The sound of the piano is calm but rolling.

All kinds of different contradictions fused together, and Liang Xiaodao shook his head a little intoxicated.

"Do you understand?"

Li Xiu glanced at him and asked.

Liang Xiaodao said: "I don't understand. ”

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"But I can tell that the person who strokes the piano is a girl, and a beauty, and a beauty who is extremely lovesick. ”

Li Xiu said lightly: "You know a lot. ”

Liang Xiaodao smiled and did not speak.

It's just that I'm more curious, who will this person who plays the piano?

Murong Xue went to the Shangqing Palace to practice, it was impossible for Liang Qiu to come here, Cong Xiaoxiao was far away in Huangzhou.

Thinking of this, his face was slightly stunned, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva at Li Xiu, and asked, "Mo Qinghuan, she can also play tunes?"

Li Xiu was silent for a while, ignored him, walked straight into the front of the house, and then pushed the door and walked in.

Liang Xiaodao stood in the courtyard and spread his hands, thinking that beauty is like nectar, I don't have this blessing for a rough person, so I won't bother you, he walked to the lake in the side yard and looked at the broken tank, and felt that this tank was extraordinary.

Love debts are the most difficult to exchange, and beauty grace is also the most difficult to bear.

Li Xiu and Mo Qinghuan grew up together in Tingxue Building since they were children, and even if the best storyteller in Chang'an City was told endlessly for a day and a night, it would be inexhaustible.

Especially after the incident in the sea of books.

Mo Qinghuan sat on the longboard, the xylophone was placed in front of her, she sat down by the window, and the blue curtain in front of her was tied to the pillar.

Li Xiu stood in front of her, silent and did not speak, and did not know how to speak.

After a long time, a song stopped, Mo Qinghuan knelt on the longboard, and arranged the strings with her hands, she was wearing a white dress, like a white lotus blooming in the snow.

"How well do I play?"

She lowered her head and didn't look at Li Xiu, but asked.

"Good. ”

Li Xiu said seriously.

"Although Huangzhou is much larger than Tang and its power is also complicated, it is not as good as Datang in terms of strength, although this trip is far away, there will be no danger. ”

He looked at the girl wiping the piano in front of him and gave a rare explanation.

A smile appeared on Mo Qinghuan's face, and he said softly: "Huangzhou is respected by the five major factions, although the strength of the five factions is not as good as that of the Tang Kingdom, it is only a step worse, not to mention that the Tang Dynasty is far away, it is better to be careful after you go." ”

Li Xiu didn't say anything, just hummed.

Then there was silence, and the two men sat opposite each other, neither of whom spoke.

Liang Xiaodao, who was standing on the side of the broken tank in the courtyard, pricked up his ears and listened for a long time, and hummed a little impatiently, his heart is really troublesome, the dignified son of Tang Guo, it's a big deal to marry together, the mother-in-law and mother hesitated, and it is not a thing.

"Your cultivation has improved a lot. ”

Li Xiu looked at her for a moment and said suddenly.

The original Mo Qinghuan was already a monk in the third level, and ranked sixteenth on the Canglan list, which was quite good, and later got the biggest opportunity in the sea of books, the Eucharist Twenty-four Bridge Bright Moon Night, and now half a year has passed, her cultivation can be said to have made quite good progress.

Even faintly can already be compared with Chen Xuance and Murong.

"The old man wants Second Master Wei to accompany you to Huangzhou, and there will be a good response on the way. ”

Mo Qinghuan said.

Li Xiu shook his head: "No need, Datang will not be too calm in recent years, it is better for Second Master Wei to stay in Tingxue Tower, I have Xiong Fat to follow, and there is Li Yinan over there, it will be fine." ”

Mo Qinghuan was silent for a while, lifted the xylophone up, held his hands gently in front of him, the wind outside the window blew the green curtain on the column, and suddenly said, "I like you." ”

Li Xiu fell silent and did not speak.

Liang Xiaodao lay on the root of the window, gritted his teeth gently, and cursed something useless.

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PS: I like the role of Mo Qinghuan, but Cong Xiaoxiao pinned my love in reality, because it is unforgettable, it is difficult to write, I don't give Cong Xiaoxiao much pen and ink, and even let the reader have a faint alienation, I just think it's troublesome to like this thing, and it's also very strange, just stay away, after all, I didn't get it, where can I write it well!

Good night!