Gongsun Shiyun woke up in the morning in a daze and saw a person sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to him. This made her sleepy, who was already faint, and raised her hand to pat the man, and said, "Morning." ”

"Early. It was Luo Feiyu's voice. There was a slight coquettishness in the tone. The back of sitting there straight made Gongsun Shitong feel an inexplicable sense of mystery, and even more inexplicable anticipation.

Gongsun Shiyun asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

As soon as the words fell, Luo Feiyu suddenly turned his head, and the two looked at each other. Gongsun Shitong's face turned red, and he choked for a while.

"Whew. Suddenly, Luo Feiyu pursed his lips, took a sip out of thin air, and asked, "Sister, am I beautiful?"

Seeing the delicate flaming red lips, Gongsun Shitong was like being struck by lightning, and he couldn't hold back for a while, and laughed out loud. Listening to Gongsun Shiyun's silver bell-like laughter, Luo Feiyu frowned, hurriedly went to the tea table to get water and wiped it on his lips a few times, and said, "Why do you people have such a strange hobby!?"

Gongsun Shitong curled up on the bed and covered his belly, laughing and trembling: "I didn't mean that last night......"

"Then what do you mean! Give me a rouge before going to bed last night, what else can it mean......" Luo Feiyu said dissatisfied.

Gongsun Shitong hurriedly got out of bed, walked over and patted Luo Feiyu's back, and comforted: "Don't be angry, I really didn't mean that." ”

It was easy to wash the red fat off his lips, Luo Feiyu wiped his lips and said, "Then what do you mean?"

Gongsun Shitong sighed deeply, his face was as solemn as a cloud: "I gave you that rouge last night, not to let you smear it, but to ...... I want to tell you something. ”

"What's the matter?" Luo Feiyu stopped moving.

"This rouge...... It was harvested by Lin'an Yunliu Tobacco Workshop eight years ago. With Sichuan hollyhock, Penglai Xiandi Mingjiang flower, Chang'an red face pomegranate skin, Dongying blood cherry and other seven things as raw materials, pounded into it, because the color is like rainbow clouds, and after embellishment, it is hidden like a mountain dai, so it is called Daiyun. ”

Luo Feiyu's face was full of shock. He couldn't understand why women knew so much about this kind of makeup: "It sounds so beautiful...... But why do I paint it so weirdly......"

"This is Yan Xuewei's favorite rouge ......" Gongsun Shiyun smiled bitterly and muttered.

Seeing that she mentioned the deceased, Luo Feiyu thought that Gongsun Shitong was overly sad and took his previous jokes seriously, and suddenly became stubborn: "The deceased is gone, why be sad." ”

"This rouge was picked up outside the door when you went to drink last night. Gongsun Shiyun said very seriously: "You say, is she still there?"

"Don't be too upset. Luo Feiyu did not delve into the meaning of Gongsun Shiyun's words, but patted her shoulder and said: "People can't be resurrected after death, so why bother." ”

"Well...... Gongsun Shiyun responded: "Luo Feiyu, what do you think is good and evil?"

"This ......" Luo Feiyu lowered his head and thought for a while, "I'm afraid it's going to be handed over to the world to evaluate, and what I say alone doesn't count." ”

Gongsun Shitong sighed and said, "Yes." The world is small, birth, old age, sickness and death, all are a fixed number. Even the criteria for 'good' and 'evil' seem to have been written in advance. I became the owner of the Sword Weapon Building at the age of eleven, and I have been fulfilling the 'right path' handed down by my ancestors all the time, but this 'right path' is just the unanimous vision of the world...... What the world says, that's how it is. So much so that our Gongsun Sword Weapon Building will not follow his heart many times......"

Luo Feiyu was shocked in her heart that she was only eleven years old and became the owner of the upper floor, but she secretly regretted: "It was the age when she was still coquettish in the arms of her parents, but she had to take on this beam alone and move forward with a heavy load, she must be very tired......

He didn't know how to comfort her, but said: "Don't always care about what you have on your shoulder, sometimes you have to ask your heart what to do." People who don't follow their hearts are very tired. ”

"Inside?"

"yes, heart. ”

Gongsun Shiyun raised his head in disbelief and looked at Luo Feiyu, who was looking at the teacup, speechless for a while. After a long time, Yanran smiled and said, "Ah, I'm sorry, I talked to you a lot at one time." ”

Luo Feiyu said: "It's nothing." But his heart became more and more worried: "I want to suffer." Coincidentally, last night I promised that the little boy would help him do some 'bad things', and he would not die, but he forgot that he left his hometown and came to Jinling this time, and there was a Gongsun Shitong by his side. If these things were known to her, the habits of Gongsun Sword Building, who took it as his responsibility to do the right path, would definitely come to stop it. ”

Thinking of this, Luo Feiyu couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at Gongsun Shitong, but was surprised to find that her previous evil thoughts had been swept away, replaced by a smile like a spring breeze.

However, when Luo Feiyu saw that smile, the sorrow in his heart dissipated, and he didn't think about it anymore.

Three days later, Xueyue Building.

"Mother Lu, Nan Sheng, she locked herself in the door all day and all night and didn't come out, and she hadn't eaten for three days. ”

Mother Lu, who was sweeping the floor, looked up at the closed door and shook her head gently.

"What's so good about that stinky Taoist priest?" a singer on the side muttered: "Sister Su is so worried, and it is not appropriate to let the city lord's wife ......"

"Hey, a shabby Wudang stinky Taoist priest, what is there to worry about? If it were me, I would have married this little boy a long time ago. He is also handsome, and his family is ......" A singer who had just entered the building was full of sourness in her tone.

"Wake up. Do you think Young Master Yan likes you?" said an older dancer.

"Ah, let me just imagine it. However, I still can't understand why Sister Su doesn't want to marry Yan Gongzi?"

Mother Lu listened to the discussions of the girls around her, and was unable to breathe for a while: "Don't talk nonsense here, don't you go to work for me soon!

The group of maids were stunned suddenly, looked down at the peels and melon shells all over the ground, and nodded like pounded garlic: "Yes, yes, yes." ”

Looking at the backs of the group of little girls, Lu's mother had mixed feelings for a while: "Girls, you don't understand Nansheng, that's because you didn't wait for the person you really love." ”

"Mother Lu. Suddenly, a weak call sounded from behind.

Mother Lu turned her head when she heard the sound, only to see that the door of the wing room had been opened, and Su Nansheng's delicate body was deeply embedded in her own wing door, and her face was pale and bloodless.

Lu's mother was shocked: "Nansheng, what's wrong with you?"

After Mother Lu's silent shout, the maids who were about to leave turned their heads one after another, and they all saw Su Nansheng's face. For a while, the sound of Xueyuelou's bamboo falling to the ground and exclamations were endless.

They all surrounded them: "Sister Su!"

"I'm fine......" Su Nansheng coughed violently as soon as his words fell.

A sharp-eyed singer accidentally caught a glimpse of the dressing table in the wing, and was immediately frightened: "You...... Look at ......!"

Inside the wing, the entire dresser was soaked red with blood.

Seeing this, Lu's mother trembled and said, "Call the doctor, go and call the doctor!"

A singer heard this, and was about to run out of her legs, but was pulled back by a weak hand: "No need." ”

"What stupid things are you talking about?" Mother Lu said angrily at Su Nansheng, "You have to support me, if you don't want to marry, you don't want to marry, why torture yourself like this?

"I ...... That was not what I meant. I'm already ...... Time is running out. Su Nansheng curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

Mother Lu was stunned when she heard this, stood up, and looked into the distance.

"Time is running out, Sister Su, what's wrong with you?" cried the singer who was just imagining.

The singers present were all moved. They have not been in this Xueyue Building for a few years, and when they first enter, they will be scolded by the guests because of all kinds of mistakes. And at this time, Su Nansheng will come out to relieve them in person, and after the siege is lifted, he will personally teach them to sing and dance.

Su Nansheng held back a smile: "It's already an old problem." Yuelang also told me that it can't be cured. ”

"It's that Taoist priest again, it's that Taoist priest again!" The dancing girl holding Su Nansheng in her arms said angrily: "Sister, you wait, sister, I'm going to arrest him back to see you!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't see it now. I saw him in a dream, and I knew enough. Su Nansheng smiled contentedly and looked at Mother Lu, who was facing away from her.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally stretched out her hand to Mother Lu, "Mother Lu, give me the marriage letter of Gongzi Yan, and I will make a blood bet." ”

Mother Lu turned around and looked at the trembling hand.

When she saw these hands six years ago, she was not an old bustard, but just an old singer in this building. These hands are also far less jointed than they are now, and the strings are heavily outlined.

Now, six years have passed. In the past six years, this hand has broken countless strings and played countless rhythms, and no one expected that she would become the first signature of Xueyue Tower, attracting countless tourists to be excited.

is also this hand, who strictly refused the purchase of countless generous sons, and did not change in the face of any temptation and coercion, and became the only merry woman in Xueyue Building who did not sell her body.

Lu's mother replied with a somewhat irrelevant sentence: "Why?"

"One is to atone for sins, and the other is to repay. ”

Mother Lu asked in a slightly knowingly questioning tone, "Repay?"

At this time, the rain has fallen in Jinling, accompanied by the sound of dripping, washing away the silt on the eaves tiles, it is like a dusty heart. Su Nansheng, who was about to answer, heard the sound of rain, turned his head to look at the continuous drizzle outside the window.

"Yes, repay. Repay the kindness of Xueyue Tower. Su Nansheng said with a smile.

Strange to say, when Su Nansheng's words came out, the first thing that Lu's mother thought of was not the white silver and gold all over the ground when the Yan family came to propose, but the six years she had walked with Su Nansheng.

"Eh, you said yes. Lu's mother also raised her head and looked out the window: "Don't be stupid for others, it's getting dark, and the guests are coming." ”