I told him that the person I love in my heart is always idle. There shouldn't be a man who can put up with his wife, and he has another man in his heart, right?

What's more, it is this national teacher who is above 10,000 people under one person and has the right to invade the government and the opposition. How can there be room for sand in his eyes?

From childhood to the flowering season, all the memories came to mind little by little, and only then did I realize that most of my life was time, and it turned out that all of it was around the void.

It turns out that he is not without feelings for the Void Ancient. It's just that this relationship is too easy to get, and it will be forgotten by yourself.

"Jiang. Xiangzhu looked at the soft little face and opened his mouth gently.

I hope she can live towards her heart, and the warmth of life is as hot as madder, thick and pure. That's the deepest red.

"Chunjiang? It's so good! The national teacher will be happy when he finds out!" The little girl smiled happily, but Xiangzhu waved her hand and let them go down with the child in her arms.

Xiangzhu closed his eyes again and lay quietly on the bed. The bright red wax oil solidified on the delicate candlestick like blood and tears.

He's gone, he's not going to see himself again.

At the moment when he was kissing, he didn't think that he would have anything more with Tianxian, he was the wife of the national teacher, and he always remembered that he sent the bamboo, and he didn't dare to forget it for a moment.

But what about the heart? I never thought of betraying the Void Ancient, but I can only give back to Tianxian only a good memory, and I owe Tianxian only this beautiful memory to make up for it.

After all, it is still a negative antiquity. It was himself who hurt the Void Ancient. Xugu is right, he is obviously the unsympathetic person, but he says conclusively that he has no heart.

It's that I'm sorry for the desert country, I'm sorry for the idleness, I'm sorry for the ancient times. It has failed the hope of the Wu Desert Country, the sincerity of Tianxian, and the dedication of the Void Ancients.

It turns out that the wrong person has always been himself.

Changle Town, Nehua Country

"Da Si Ming, let's rest, aren't you tired?" Qiu Wuxian cried bitterly, although Shui Yun had slowed down for Qiu Wuxian, but Qiu Wuxian, who hadn't rushed much over the road, had already rushed the previous three days in one day, and he still had more than enough strength to do so.

"Are you, are you here to protect me?" Shui Yun was speechless for a while, saying that he was here to help himself, this is obviously an oil bottle! It's annoying and clingy, and it's obvious that he has been accommodating her!

Qiu Wuxian knew that he was wrong, and muttered in a low voice, "Isn't it, I'm afraid you're tired? Your belly is so big, it's almost five months, right?"

Shui Yun looked down at his lower abdomen, which he couldn't hide at all, and agreed with Qiu Wuxian's opinion. The two quickly decided to go to the tea stall in front of them to drink a pot of tea and rest.

The tea stall is facing a pitch-brown attic, and at this time the sun is setting, and the soft orange light is hitting the attic's delicately carved reflective gold thread window screen, and there are occasional faint light time floating, like the woman's clothes fluttering inside, full of clear eyes.

"Da Si Ming, this is the Qinglou!" Qiu Wuxian looked at Shui Yun's gaze and kindly explained to Shui Yun.

"You want me to shut you up again, don't you?" Shui Yun turned white with a murderous look, "I'm not blind! This is written Xiangchun Building! Can it still be a academy?"

Qiu Wuxian pursed his lips unconvinced and said, "Well, I'm trying very hard to please you! You were so good to me then, and now you know to give me money!"

"And you're going to give me the money back?"

"Ah, I was wrong!" Qiu Wuxian's face turned red, she thought she was the reincarnation of Pixiu, and if money was in her pocket, she didn't want to spit it out!

"Da Si Ming, look at the door of Chunxiang Building! there is a play!" Qiu Wuxian was afraid that Shui Yun would really make her pay for it, so he quickly changed the topic.

Shui Yun looked in the direction of Qiu Wuxi's finger and saw a man and a woman pulling and pulling.

The man was dressed in a gray Confucian robe, with a neat hair band tied on the top of his head, and a large burden on his left shoulder, and at this time he was using his slender and clean right hand to cover the woman's afterglow of the sunset.

The woman was dressed in peony emerald green smoke yarn, with a green silk hair holding a wishful bun, and obliquely inserted a golden butterfly red nao beaded tassel hairpin. Dai eyebrows and red lips, delicate face at this time pear blossoms with rain, even more lovely.

Shui Yun is not a person who likes to watch the excitement, but he seems to be very interested in looking at Qiu Wuxian, and he is also idle when he is idle, so he also watched it.

"Qingli, you must eat on time, don't read a book and see it so late. Light up the lights at night, don't read books in this moonlight in order to save candles, we don't miss this money. Also, it's a long way to go, so don't you..."

"I've written it all down, you've said it many times. Qing Li gently touched the woman's hair and interrupted her words, "Dump slave, when I come back, I will definitely carry a sedan chair to marry you into the door!"

"It seems that this man is going to take the fame test, and now he is parting with life and death!" Qiu Wuxian looked at it with relish, turned his head and asked the owner of the tea stall for a plate of melon seeds.

Shui Yun shook his head and continued to watch. The sunset was no longer dazzling, and when I saw that the man withdrew his hand blocking the sun, he took out a pair of butterfly earrings from his arms, which were lifelike and chic.

"Dump slave, your emerald tourmaline earrings originally gave me a love, and this pair was specially created by someone I specially founded. You see, if you like it or not, if you don't like it, I'll ask him to change it. ”

"Ahh

"Silly girl. Qing Li saw that the slave began to shed tears again, and hurriedly wiped his tears with his sleeve, "Eat Gu Xin, I don't eat because I'm afraid of losing to peace." You are the sun and the moon, a pair of earrings and a smile, it is the joy of Qingli's morning and twilight, why not?"

"Qingli!" The slave had no other in his heart, and plunged into Qingli's arms, "I will always wait for you! Whether you have high school or not, I will wait for you!"

Qing Li hugged the tearful man in his arms tightly, and when he saw that it was getting late, the slave was reluctant to give up, but he gritted his teeth and pushed away Qing Li's warm embrace.

"Qingli, it can't be too late, you go quickly, I'll wait for you to come back!"

Qing Li looked at the already dim sky, his heart was crossed, and he turned his head and left, still with the fragrance of jasmine on his body, which did not disperse for a long time.

Qiu Wuxian saw that the people were gone, and felt that there was nothing to look forward to, so he couldn't help but sigh with Shui Yun, "It is said that the joy is ruthless, but this girl is a hard worker." ”

Shui Yun didn't turn his head and continued to watch. Because at this time, an old bustard appeared beside the slave.

"Can you go?" The old bustard patted his heart with disgust, and smiled and took the slave's hand, "Hurry up, the prince will be here soon!"

When the slave heard this, he quickly wiped away his tears, straightened his clothes and hair, and looked at it, isn't Wang Gongzi in front of the street?

"Wang Gongzi, how long have you not been here!Have you forgotten about others~ The slave misses you so much!"

Qiu Wuxian looked at the old bustard with a stunned face, just like that, watching the slave and the prince enter the Xiangchun Building, and he couldn't wait to tear his mouth that had just run away.

Just as Qiu Wuxian wanted to curse, he saw that Qing Li ran back out of breath and grabbed the old bustard's cuffs.

"Mom, that, I still have two hundred wen savings, and I just forgot to give it to the slave, can you, Mother Lao help me call her again?"

Qing Li was obviously out of breath at this time because he was in a hurry just now. The old bustard was startled, and hurriedly pushed away Qingli's hand, pinching the handkerchief to make a pity look, "Oh! Qingli Gongzi! Just now, Zilan saw that the dumping slave was in a bad mood, so she dragged the dumping slave to the market!

"That's it..."Qing Li's eyes showed a hint of loss, and he opened his mouth with some pleading, "Then, I'll give it to my mother for two hundred yuan, and when the slave comes back, I will ask my mother to help me give it to her." Just said, let her not save any more, and when she saw the fat powder jewelry she liked, she just bought it. ”

The old bustard hesitated for a moment, but still took the money bag, and persuaded him for a while, and Qingli set off again. This time, it is really far away.

"It's too much! Isn't this a lie?" Qiu Wuxian stood up indignantly, and insisted on going to the old bustard to theorize.

Shui Yun looked at Qiu Wuxian and smiled faintly, took a sip of tea and asked, "Are you going to fight grievances?"

Qiu Wutear's temper came up, naturally he couldn't bear it, he took out the nine-section whip and ran over, grabbed the old bustard's collar, "You old bustard! Seeing that other people's scholars are sincere, they are becoming more and more greedy!"

"How am I greedy?" The old bustard was not surprised when he saw Qiu Wuxian suddenly rushing out, and calmly pushed away the angry Qiu Wuxian, and opened his mouth with a smile, "The girl is not bad, why is she also a barbarian?"

Seeing this, Shui Yun got up leisurely and walked behind Qiu Wuxi.

"You and that girl joined hands to deceive that scholar, how can you still have no guilt?" Seeing that Shui Yun was behind him, Qiu Wuxian was even more confident.

"How is it a lie?" the old bustard laughed dumbly when he heard this, and looked Qiu Wuxian up and down, "Oh! girl, we are in this Fengyue field~ The most disdainful thing is feelings. ”

Before Qiu Wuxian could speak, the old bustard preemptively said, "How much do you think his broken earrings are worth?

"You are now cross-legging and saying that we are lying, and you don't want to think about it, he is a poor scholar for so many days in my Chunxiang Building, the red candle is shaking, don't you ask the snow, isn't it all the silver that our slave girl cushioned?"

"Our girl doesn't accept customers, where will the money come from for him to go to the examination to gain fame? Which one doesn't need money for food, clothing, housing and transportation? Now the rhetoric is good, you will see if he can still know our girl if he is really on the list!"

"Who's not a comer, is he?"

Qiu Wuxian reacted a little for a while, and let Shui Yun pull her back to the tea stall.

"Without tears, the world's toils and hurried lives are only a few taels of broken silver. But these few taels of silver can solve all kinds of melancholy. You know better than I do, don't you?"

is just watching a play, Shui Yun has never been a person who cares about the suffering of the world. For people in a bitter world, regret is the norm.

After listening to this, Qiu Wuxian couldn't speak for a while, and after a long time, he asked, "Da Si Ming, when are we going to the Dongtian Inn?"

"Now. ”

Shui Yun left the tea stall before throwing it down, and the Dongtian Inn didn't know if it was the same as that year? Suddenly I remembered the old way of the god who talked about signing the document for me at that time, and I wanted to go to the market again, but I felt that there was no need for that.

So with Qiu Wuxi, he walked towards the Dongtian Inn, thinking all the way about how to deceive the warm bones, and planning to plan and go, always feeling inappropriate. In the end, be prepared to be improvised.

But there are no tears, and he is a little sullen. But soon he forgot what he had just seen.

greedy for money, that old bustard is really not as good as one ten-thousandth of Qiu Wuxi.