This morning, there was a light rain. The rain, as thin as cotton, hit the study house, and along the neat tiles, like silver threads, ticked to the ground.

Sit in front of the house, listen to the spring breeze and drizzle, and think about what to do in the future. This young man in purple robe has not slept all night.

Li Muxue's news disrupted all of Shen Qingwen's plans. His eyebrows were about to wrinkle into one word, and Shen Qingwen only felt that his heart was really stuffy. I got up and looked at the rain-stained study house in front of me, and took a deep breath of fresh morning air. The corners of his clothes were splashed with rain and wet a little, and this contemporary Shen Mansion lord sighed at the beginning of the day.

Who would have thought that yesterday there was a light breeze to enjoy the night view, and this morning it suddenly rained in the spring. As Li Muxue said, this thing came too suddenly without warning.

Perhaps, that's what the old guys wanted. Give the world a surprise.

The mind rises, and awakens the sleeping heroic soul sword. A sword roar echoed in the study room, and the long sword that entrusts the will of the Shen Mansion stopped in the water curtain. The sword body stirred up the rain, and Shen Qingwen was in the house, already thinking about the sword dance.

The drizzle in the sky did not mean to stop, and in the study house with an old dead tree, I saw a long sword with a cold light shining out of the rain. The piercing sound of swords resounded through the sky, followed by a white sword visible to the naked eye from the study room.

The little face was stained with splashing rain, and the purple-robed young man stepped on the Qinglian sword qi and walked in this drizzle. Standing in the center of the book house and the white sword's light, at this moment, he is an immortal in the sword. A finger pointed out in the air, and the white sword that stayed in the rain moved. With Shen Qingwen as the center in a neat and orderly manner, the tip of the sword is facing outward, stacked layer by layer, like a huge white lotus, staying in the study room.

Another thought, this Heroic Soul Sword above the Heavenly Dome was recalled by Shen Qingwen. The long sword is wrapped in rain, like a drop of morning dew that awakens the buds. In the next second, the flowers bloomed and the sword rose. Pure white light bloomed in the book, piercing the white sword through the rain that was about to fall on the book. The young man standing in the center of white, looking up at the sky, not surprisingly, not a drop of rain fell.

Holding the Heroic Soul Long Sword, when the white light dissipated, Shen Qingwen swung his sword in the rain. Holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, the sword body plays the spring rain, the tip of the sword carries the true yuan, and the real yuan drags the water droplets. This young man in purple robe seems to have the ability to predict the future. His sword, with every swing, brought with it a drizzle that was about to fall on him.

A line of seven swords, sighing lightly, has become a trend.

Shen Qingwen squinted his eyes slightly, and when the raindrops were about to fall on him, he dodged them in one step, and with a lot of strength in his hand, the long sword dragged up the raindrops that were about to land. Jian Feng drove the raindrops, which was originally a spring rain that people hid, so little by little, they were driven by Shen Qingwen in strings.

Stepping on the Qinglian Sword Mangtu, the young master of the Shen Mansion danced a water dragon chant in the rain curtain.

A dragon groaned, and the heroic soul returned to its sheath. Shen Qingwen stood under the study room and smiled softly at the woman in the room. The little messy green silk was pulled on her shoulders, and her clothes had to be tidied up in the future, this lazy beauty, with red eyes, gave Shen Qingwen a big roll of the eyes, "Shen Qingwen, are you sick, what are you arguing about early in the morning." ”

Before the sword intent dissipated, Shen Qingwen hurriedly compensated the princess of Zhao who was woken up by himself. Zhao Minmin glanced at Shen Qingwen lightly, without too much blame. moved a long chair into the room, and Zhao Minmin lay down in front of Shen Qingwen.

The light veil of the nightgown could not hide her seductive figure, and her slender thighs loomed under the study room. Under the fair-skinned fragrant shoulders is a beautiful collarbone, and an impeccable face with a slight flush color. What a charming scenery this is, Shen Qingwen realized that Zhao Minmin came out without changing his clothes.

Hurriedly turning his back to him, Shen Qingwen blushed unexpectedly. The situation was a bit awkward and a little unexpected. Zhao Minmin secretly smiled and admired his outfit with satisfaction. She wore it this way on purpose, for two purposes. One is to see Shen Qingwen's reaction, and the other is to tell Shen Qingwen that he will not go to any woman's errand.

With a chuckle and a blink of an eye, the familiar black and white robe was already on his body. Fortunately, Shen Qingwen's reaction was not bad, and Zhao Minmin nodded Shen Qingwen's back. "Turn around, I've got my clothes done. ”

With a long sigh of relief, Shen Qingwen turned around honestly. Looking at this reassuring robe, Shen Qingwen suddenly realized that Zhao Minmin was still wearing this to make people feel reassured.

Perhaps because she didn't want others to spy on her, Shen Qingwen also moved a chair in the house. The two of them leaned quietly in their chairs and listened to the sound of spring rain falling outside.

"Shen Qingwen, the swing is wet. Zhao Minmin looked expressionlessly at the outside of the bookstore, and said on the swing that was already soaked.

Shen Qingwen snorted, "When the rain stops, I'll wipe it clean." ”

"The rain has stopped, do you still have the kung fu to wipe the swing for me?" Zhao Minmin blinked his clear eyes, and his tone was three points helpless and seven points expectant.

Shen Qingwen smiled softly at Zhao Minmin, "There will definitely be time." Maybe this time, or maybe next time. ”

"Don't push yourself, if you're tired, take a break. Zhao Minmin stared at the handsome man in front of him. This extremely young face is full of old-fashionedness. An indescribable sour feeling rose in his heart, Shen Qingwen's eyes should have been a little clearer than himself. But now, Zhao Minmin thought about it and took the hand of the man on the side.

Feeling the temperature in the other party's hand, Shen Qingwen smiled lightly. Leaning back on the bench, how he wished that time could pause in this moment. The beauty is by her side, even if she just listens to the spring rain, it is excellent, "Don't worry, Sister Minmin." When everything is over, I will wander the world with you, find a paradise, and give birth to a bunch of babies. ”

"I hate kids. Zhao Minmin withdrew his hand and replied lightly.

"Why?" asked Shen Qingwen. Although Zhao Minmin says that she does things by unscrupulous means, she still has a unique gentleness of a woman in her bones. Such a girl should be very fond of children.

Zhao Minmin looked at Shen Qingwen, biting her red lip, and she said, "Don't ask." All you have to do is know that I hate kids. ”

"That'...... It's a bit of a pity. Shen Qingwen shook his head, pretending to be lost, and did not forget to sigh.

"What is a pity?" Zhao Minmin asked.

Shen Qingwen glanced at Zhao Minmin and sighed again. There was an indescribable look of disappointment in his deep eyes, which made Zhao Minmin feel anxious. Pulling Shen Qingwen's sleeve, she asked in a somewhat hurried tone: "What do you say, what is a pity." ”

"It's a pity," Shen Qingwen lowered his head, "The Shen family's incense will be broken when I get to it." I am really ashamed of my ancestors and ancestors, and when I get to the bottom, you can tell me how I should face the elders of the Shen family. ”

Listening to Shen Qingwen's words, Zhao Minmin's body trembled obviously. The hand that pulled the sleeve was put down, and Zhao Minmin sat weakly on the chair. There was no look on his little face, Zhao Minmin thought for a while before raising his eyes and looking at Shen Qingwen, "You...... Promise me not to say it. ”

"Okay, I swear. Shen Qingwen immediately raised four fingers and swore very reverently.

"Actually...... In fact......" Unexpectedly shy, Zhao Minmin blushed, leaned on Shen Qingwen's ear, and said softly: "I...... When I was a child, by chance, really by chance, I saw someone else have a baby. You know, a child, just came out of nowhere. And...... And...... Listen to other people, have children...... Very...... It hurts......"

"So you're afraid of pain?" Shen Qingwen couldn't laugh or cry a little. The brain still deeply remembers Zhao Minmin's posture last night, not to mention how chic it was. This morning, it seems that she has changed into a different person, as shy as a girl.

Zhao Minmin nodded, and shook his head again, "I don't care anyway." You have a marriage contract with me, and you must marry me in this life. ”

Shen Qingwen rubbed her head and looked at her cute appearance. As long as she speaks, Shen Qingwen can draw her sword and ask the sword in the world. It's just a child, so what's the matter, although it's a bit sorry for the ancestors of the Shen family.

As a woman, Zhao Minmin is much more sensitive than Shen Qingwen. In this world, it is very common for a man to have three wives and four concubines. The better the man, the more outstanding his partner will follow. Compared with appearance, compared to family, Zhao Minmin admits that he is not familiar with anyone. But, for some reason, when she saw Gu Pingguo and Li Muxue, she was always a little flustered.

It's not that he doesn't have confidence in Shen Qingwen, but he doesn't have confidence in himself.

The rain outside the house stopped at some point. There was only the sound of rain falling on the loose eaves in her ears, and at this time, Princess Zhao, who had no self-confidence, saw the man next to her get up. Blinking, she lost her mind a little.

She thought that Shen Qingwen would get up and leave, because he did have a lot of things to do. But he just stepped on the loose path, over and over again, and patiently wiped the swing he was sitting on.

This is not unexpected.

The dark clouds in his heart dissipated, and the confident Zhao Minmin smiled in the sun. Standing beside Shen Qingwen, she pulled him up. Holding Shen Qingwen's hand, Zhao Minmin took Shen Qingwen outside the bookstore.

"You have your business, don't waste your time on my idle business. Senior Ouyang has been waiting for you outside the academy for a long time, and there is still the matter of Hu Jiuli, I still don't worry about you. How about I'll go for you in the afternoon?"

Before he came back to his senses, Shen Qingwen was pushed out of the door by Zhao Minmin. Hearing the sound of the wooden door closing, Shen Qingwen was completely stupid. However, what Zhao Minmin said was also that the black beggar had indeed waited outside the academy for a long time.

Looking at the drenched black beggar, Shen Qingwen was very confused, and he asked, "Senior, do you understand women?"

was called a senior by Shen Qingwen, and the black beggar was still a little uncomfortable. Glancing at Shen Qingwen, he showed a mouthful of trademark yellow teeth, "I don't know, but you'll find out later." ”

"Why?" asked Shen Qingwen on the way to the Bodhisattva Temple in the west of the city.

The black beggar who walked in front looked back and smiled, "Let's wait, aren't we going to see a woman." When the time comes, you can ask her. ”

(Brain is a little messy, sorry -_-||.) ）