After she finished dancing the sword, the rest of the people praised her stiffly, because they didn't know whether to praise her or praise her badly, if it was about swordsmanship, it was really good, but this was not the time to compare swordsmanship, they were just appreciating.

Yun Mi saluted respectfully to the surroundings, didn't care about the praise around him, and returned to the table by himself.

Of course, this is just the surface, and secretly Yunmi is relieved.

Jiang Louyue seemed to be relieved when she saw her, and couldn't help but laugh silently.

"What are you laughing at?" Chu Mu asked when he saw his inexplicable smile.

Jiang Louyue retracted her gaze and looked at her and said, "It's nothing." ”

"Hmph. Chu Mu glanced at Yun Mi twice, and then muttered to Jiang Louyue, "Look, the Yun Mi you have been looking forward to seeing is actually nothing more than that, nothing else, and you have praised her for her virtue and art." ”

Jiang Louyue was silent, took an orange and ate it.

"I want it too. Chu Mu opened his mouth and motioned for him to feed.

Jiang Louyue was reluctant.

Chu Muyi directly took his hand and bit the orange in his hand into his mouth......

When he arrived at the banquet, Yun Mi left the table because he was unwell.

After Yun Mi left, Jiang Louyue gradually felt bored.

He glanced at Chu Muyi beside him, Li Wu was afraid that she would be cold, so he specially gave her a small hand stove.

By the way, the hand stove......

Jiang Louyue pretended to go to the thatched house and sneaked out of the banquet.

Then he avoided the eyes and ears of the night watchman and sneaked into the Ten Thousand Files.

In the past, there was a corner of the 10,000 files, the floor tiles were loose, and there was a small hole underneath, and he threw the hand stove that Leng Wangshu gave him in.

I don't know if it's still there.

Jiang Louyue came to the corner and reached out to pick up the floor tile, but she didn't move.

Sure enough, it's gone......

Also, after all, so many years have passed, and even Leng Wangshu's bones have turned into soil, how can he still be there?

Jiang Louyue felt that she was really stupid.

He slowly got up and looked around, there were one or two candles lit around him, and the faint light of the candles enveloped the room.

Jiang Louyue casually opened a book, it was written by Leng Wangshu, and another book was written by her.

He turned around and went to look through another book on another shelf, only to find a scripture he had written.

There is also a commentary written by Leng Wangshu on the scriptures, because he is not signed, so those people mistakenly think it is Leng Wangshu.

Because of this scripture, he doesn't know how many times he has been scolded by Leng Wangshu, Leng Wangshu said that this scripture is a mess.

So in a fit of rage, he tore up the scripture that had been written.

But why is it here?

The paper was yellowed and had cracks on it, apparently patched together.

Jiang Louyue's fingertips caressed Leng Wangshu, the rows of familiar handwriting.

Looking at the above content now, Jiang Louyue suddenly felt that in fact, Leng Wangshu was not wrong at the beginning, there was no logic in what he wrote about this scripture, it was all messy, and the key was that he also had a perfunctory mentality at the beginning.

Jiang Louyue closed the book, put it back in its place, thinking about the past, and couldn't help but sigh lightly.

As a result, it alarmed the patrols outside the door.

"Who!"

Before Jiang Louyue could react, a hand suddenly pulled him into the dark corner.

He fixed his eyes and saw that it was Yunmi?!

Jiang Louyue raised her lips and wanted to say something, but she saw Yun Mi pointing at the window, the window was opened, the cold wind blew in, and the candles in the room were suddenly extinguished.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Yun Mi took him away from the Ten Thousand Files.

"Miss Yun is so coincidental, you can meet it here. Jiang Louyue put her hands behind her back, and said to Yun Mi with her hands in a daze.

"Hmm. Yun Mi calmly answered, turned around and left.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Jiang Louyue saw that she was leaving, and subconsciously stretched out her hand and grabbed her wrist.

The silver ring on the wrist is cool.

Suddenly, Yun Mi, who was unsuspected, fell into Jiang Louyue's arms, and his head hit his chest lightly and heavily.

Jiang Louyue didn't expect that she was defenseless against herself, so she hurriedly let go of her hand and said with some embarrassment, "Huh...... Well, I'm sorry. ”

"Gongzi Jiang, what are you doing?" Yun Mi took two steps back and asked.

Jiang Louyue replied, "Actually, it's nothing, I just want to ask, aren't you curious that I'm not at the banquet, but at the Ten Thousand Files?"

"I don't want to. Yun Mi replied simply, "If there is nothing else, Yun Mi will leave." ”

"Oh. Jiang Louyue deliberately lengthened her voice, touched her jaw, made a thoughtful look, and said, "However, I'm still quite curious about Miss Yun." ”

Yun Mi, who hadn't walked a few steps, paused.

I heard Jiang Louyue's yin and yang weird tone behind her, and said, "Didn't you hear that Miss Yun was unwell?

"What do you have to do with it. Yun Mi turned to him and said, the indifference in his tone rose again.

"Hmm. Jiang Louyue nodded and said with a smile, "It really has nothing to do with me, but I'm a person, my mouth is very loose, if I let others know that that Miss Yun, who has always acted above board, actually sneaked into the Ten Thousand Files, wouldn't it damage Miss Yun's reputation?"

"You won't say. Yun Mi said firmly.

Jiang Louyue was puzzled and asked, "How are you so sure I won't say?"

Yun Mi was silent for a second, and said slowly, "I saved you." ”

"It's true, it was really thanks to Miss Yun to stop it, otherwise we might all be poisoned by the pheasants of this Sky Gate, but Miss Yun forgot that I also saved you, why can this be considered offset, does Miss Yun still want me to repay it?

"Not this one. Yun Mi sighed lightly and said, "Snake demon, I once saved you under the mouth of the snake demon. ”

Jiang Louyue chuckled, "It turns out that you remember everything." ”

"Always remembered. ”

"And when did you recognize me?"

"First look. ”

When she saw Jiang Louyue for the first time, Yun Mi recognized him, although his appearance had indeed changed drastically, she still recognized him at first glance, he was the boy she saved from the snake demon.

Her answer was obviously beyond Jiang Louyue's expectations, he was silent for a few seconds, and then grinned, "Okay, let's say so, I do owe you a favor, but how can you be sure that I won't take revenge?"

"You're a gentleman. ”

Jiang Louyue was stunned, he didn't expect to hear this sentence from Yun Mi's mouth.

He continued to laugh and said, "Miss Yun is really good at talking, but I am self-aware, and my behavior is not related to the word gentleman at all. ”

"Gentleman, in my heart. ”

Jiang Louyue felt that she was just trying to please herself, but her tone and her eyes were so serious.

He was used to being scolded for being a despicable villain, and suddenly heard someone say that he was a gentleman, but he was not used to it, but his heart couldn't help but tremble.

Jiang Louyue retracted the smile on her face, lowered her eyes, and asked softly in the dark night, "Yun Mi, did you remember anything when you were ill last time?"

"Remember?" Yun Mi was puzzled and said, "Yun Mi has never forgotten anything, how can he remember it?"

Never forgotten anything?

Didn't you forget about me......

Jiang Louyue shook her head, raised her eyes and looked at her and said, "It's okay, I'm talking nonsense, it's late at night, Miss Yun can leave if you want to, just now I was joking with you, I didn't really want to tell others." ”

"Thank you, farewell. Yun Mi bowed his hand politely and turned to leave.

Leng Wangshu, have you forgotten enough......

Jiang Louyue looked at her back as she gradually disappeared into the darkness, and thought in her heart.

He turned and walked back in a sullen manner, surrounded by nothing but the snow from his boots and the whistling of the cold wind.

Jiang Louyue's footsteps became slower and slower, and finally stopped involuntarily under a tree.

He slowly squatted on the ground, looking at the white snow on the ground, he stretched out his hand, put his index finger on the snow, and drew circles over and over again.

While drawing, he said, "Leng Wangshu, don't think that you have stained Lao Tzu's scriptures, don't think that if you say a few good words about Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu won't hate you." ”

"Grass!" he got up and kicked the tree beside him in frustration.

A large lump of snow from the trees fell on top of his head and on the back of his neck.

Although he had a fever, he couldn't help but shrink his neck when the cold snow touched his skin.

Jiang Louyue shrunk her neck and scolded at the tree, "Damn! Even you bully Lao Tzu!"

Yesterday's thin snow runs red plum, the east wind and spring overnight, the wind and the warm day are getting longer, the willow yellow light wheat seedlings are new, the beginning of spring, the ice and snow gradually melt, turning into a trickle of stream, nourishing the green grass and verdant, delicate flowers.

The warm sun sprinkled on Jiang Louyue's body, and he was sitting in the courtyard and was engrossed, looking at the letter from the dragonfly.

The letter is still the same, and there are two people in it.

Jiang Yu'an's letter is still the same sentence - stinky boy, I don't ask you to learn how hard you have learned for your father, but I ask you to give your father less trouble and less ugliness, and when you return, you will be healthy, and everything will be fine.

Jiang Louyue chuckled.

Then carefully put it away and take out the seven or eight pieces of paper that were left in the envelope.

The brook dragon can write a lot to Jiang Louyue every time, but in fact, that's all there is to it, it's nothing more than some things like firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, or asking him to pay more attention to his body.

But despite this, Jiang Louyue still took the trouble to look carefully word by word, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became deeper and deeper.

Because looking at these letters, Jiang Louyue could think that his second elder must be crowded in front of a desk, Jiang Yu'an was grinding ink beside him, and Xi Flya was writing with a pen.

They will also be sure to say:

"You don't have to write so much, just be concise and to the point, and write so much is repetitive. ”

"I'm writing a letter to my son, asking you to take care of it, grind your ink!

Jiang Louyue thought about it, so she laughed out loud once or twice, and then put the letter back in......