Cheng Yanqiu frowned and persuaded, "Although this son and mother Bi Lianlian is good, it is not auspicious, there is no good sign, and it is not better to make a new one." ”

Wu Xing's rare stubbornness said firmly, "I like this." ”

Seeing that Wu Xing insisted, Cheng Yanqiu had no choice but to agree, "Okay then." ”

Taking the Zimu Bilian from Cheng Yanqiu's hand, the cold touch went straight to the bottom of her heart, she caressed it lovingly, and hung the pair of arm cuffs on her waist, and the original dagger was moved down and replaced, pinned in the boots on the inside of her calf.

Qinglian Nu's martial arts moves Wu Xing had already memorized to Xie Chang, and at this time, there was no need to look at it again, every word was deeply engraved in Wu Xing's mind, and she practiced accordingly.

The arm is extremely light and unobtrusive for adults, but it is a little heavy and too big on Wu Xing, plus she used the dagger with her right hand before, and she was not used to using weapons with both hands at the same time, but after practicing for a few days, she got used to it a lot.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and this time it is different from last year, Wu Xing has been upgraded from a small handyman running errands to having a seat at the Mid-Autumn Festival.

In fact, she also had a place to sit during the Chinese New Year, but she was blocked by Xie Chang, and she was forced to work overtime in the library to endorse the book during the Chinese New Year.

Everyone in the servant house is very busy, Wu Xing's identity is different from the past, half a year, most of the people inside have changed several rounds, seeing Wu Xing, who is dressed differently, walked in, there was a timid little girl who came over and wanted to guide the way, Wu Xing had lived here for more than half a month, so naturally he didn't need the little girl to guide the way, and waved his hand to let her leave by herself.

The little girl looked at her hesitantly, and then hurried away.

Sister Xiaoman is still wearing a pink skirt, shaking a round fan in her hand, and a few branches of bluegrass are embroidered on the fan.

As soon as he approached, a fragrant wind came to his face, and when he smelled the familiar smell of spices, Wu Xing covered his nose and sneezed.

Xiao Man chuckled, put down the round fan and rested it on the table, "Don't you smell it?"

The greasy sweet fragrance lingered in her nose, Wu Xing shook her head, the point was not that she couldn't get used to smelling it, but the last time she smelled this spice, it was when Xiao Man was injured in Baishantang.

At that time, she thought that Sister Xiaoman used spices to cover up the smell of blood and medicinal herbs on her body, and she tried to sniff in the air, but this time Sister Xiaoman was not injured? Could it be that there was another reason for using spices?

Thinking of this, Wu Xing asked suspiciously, "Sister Xiaoman, are you going to Baishantang again?"

Xiao Man looked stunned, and after a while, he smiled freely, "Yes." ”

"Why, didn't he hurt you?" Wu Xing was a little angry.

Xiao Man sat down against the table with shyness on his face, his hands on his head to reveal his well-shaped chin, the sunlight outside the window hit her face, clear enough to see the fine fluff on her face, a strand of hair hanging down on the side of her ear, looking pure and enchanting, green and charming in her body.

Her tone was sweet and sad, "The matter of men and women is too complicated, you don't understand. ”

There is no doubt that girls at this age have delicate skin, innocent and beautiful, no matter how good-looking, not to mention that Xiaoman is not ugly, but a kind of delicate and elegant beauty, with a poetic atmosphere.

Wu Xing really didn't understand, she had asked Xie Chang what love was, but Xie Chang's answer made her even more confused, since Sister Xiaoman felt that there was no problem, she didn't say more, and asked instead, "I wonder if this year's mooncakes can eat the tricks made by Sister Xiaoman?"

She suddenly remembered the old thing, she didn't eat that peculiar-looking mooncake, and she always felt very sorry.

Xiao Man's face stiffened with shyness, and then he lowered his head and smiled, "Do you remember?"

"Naturally, I remember that the pattern drawn by Sister Xiaoman is very novel, I have never seen it, and there are words on it. Wu Xing said regretfully.

chuckled twice, Xiao Man picked up the round fan and shook it a few times in front of his face, it seemed to be a little hot, and he wanted to blow the wind, but it was early autumn, and the weather was not cold. "That's a pity, my painting is not auspicious enough, and I don't need it anymore this year. ”

"That's right. Wu Xing felt lost, it seemed that she wanted to know what kind of filling was in the moon cake, and there was no chance, "What about Qiu Li?"

"I just bought some, if you like to eat them, I'll send you some. Xiao Man coughed a few times, his face slightly red.

Sister Xiaoman may have forgotten about that incident, Wu Xing was a little disappointed, but seeing that Sister Xiaoman seemed to be a little uncomfortable, she was kind enough not to continue, let her lie on the bed and rest, and left.

The autumn sun was shining, and it was still very early before the dinner, and at the same time, Cheng Yanqiu came down the mountain to the Jade Tower.

The second floor of the Jade Tower was already very different from when I first saw it, and when Cheng Yanqiu entered the room, he saw that there were quaint or gorgeous lyres on the shelves around him.

Most of them seem to have been sent by him.

Qiu Yueci's skirt swirled slightly, "Mr. is really a rare guest." ”

There seemed to be a hint of resentment in her tone, Cheng Yanqiu took a closer look at the smile on her face, there was nothing abnormal, and she couldn't help but secretly sigh that she was too suspicious?

"Miss Mingyue, today's Mid-Autumn Festival, I decided to give Ah Wu a day off, and she won't come today. Cheng Yanqiu got straight to the point.

"Mid-Autumn Festival full moon reunion...... It makes sense, and it should be so. Qiu Yueci lowered her head and chuckled, "So, what else?"

"Huh?" Cheng Yanqiu was stunned.

Qiu Yueci burst out laughing, "Sir, can't you make a special trip just for a word?"

Of course not, Cheng Yanqiu suddenly felt awkward, it was obviously a very normal thing, how could he say it from Qiu Yueci's mouth, and he felt a little embarrassed inexplicably?

He took the eight-treasure box held by his entourage and handed it to Qiu Yueci, and as soon as Jiang Zhu wanted to reach out to take it, he was snatched away by Qiu Yueci without a trace, and withdrew his hand stupidly.

Qiu Yueci looked at the delicate red glazed wooden box in her hand, pretending not to know, and asked suspiciously, "This is?"

Cheng Yanqiu coughed lightly, "I have been friends with the Yang Sect Master for many years, and I have met several times, you are alone in Dongyang, and you don't have any relatives by your side, so it is only natural for me to take care of you." ”

Seeing Cheng Yanqiu's unnatural appearance, Qiu Yueci smiled, put the red glazed wooden box on Jiang Zhu's hand, folded her hands and bowed down to thank her, "Then Mingyue is here, thank you, sir." ”

Cheng Yanqiu was relieved to see that Qiu Yueci finally left according to the process, and was about to leave, but he heard the other party elongate his tone and was a little embarrassed, "It's just ......"

"Just what?" Cheng Yanqiu hurriedly asked.

"The full moon is reunited, thousands of miles together, the Mid-Autumn Festival is a day for the family to share moon cakes, Mr. gave me moon cakes, do you want to be a family with me?" Qiu Yueci's warm eyes flashed a hint of cunning.