Chapter 20 is probably self-inflicted
Xiao Yun didn't answer, suddenly stopped and asked, "Who did you drink with yesterday?"
Yun is bored and bored, and has been stepping on Xiao Yun's footprints. Seeing that his steps on the bridge were a little far, he thought about it and jumped over. He stopped suddenly, and she jumped right on his back.
Sizzle... The two of them took a breath at the same time, and the old disease in Xiao Yun's back was hit, and his scalp was numb in pain.
"What do you do?"
Yun Huang covered his nose that was hit, and hummed: "I'm following your footprints, who knows that your steps are so big, I can't step on enough..."
Xiao Yun Huoran turned around, his face full of surprise: "You said you were following my footprints?"
She nodded, and said to herself, what is this guy doing so much? Rubbing her nose, she asked him, "Are you okay?"
"It's fine. Xiao Yun adjusted his emotions and asked again: "You haven't answered me yet." Also, why follow my footsteps?"
"It's fun!" Yun Huang walked up to him and held out his hand to him, "Why don't we play a game, and then I'll tell you." ”
"What to play?"
"It's very simple, you close your eyes and let me lead you across this bridge. ”
Xiao Yun glanced at the short stone bridge, the two of them were wide on both sides but there was no fence, if he accidentally fell, in this late autumn dewy weather, he was afraid that his injuries would be more serious, he hesitated and stretched out his hand.
"Close your eyes and follow me. ”
Xiao Yun closed her eyes as she said, and took one step at a time, extremely carefully, and only took two steps and her hand was released. He opened his eyes and looked at Yun Huang, who was one step away from him, and asked puzzledly, "Why don't you leave?"
"It seems that the city lord is still not worried about me, and even the three-step long stone bridge is careful step by step. ”
"It's not that I'm worried about you, it's just..."
"It's just that you've become accustomed to being careful, aren't you?" Yun Huang walked off the stone bridge and walked back behind him with his eyes closed, then opened his eyes and looked at him seriously, "What one person can do is not have to rely on others, but you are still so independent, how can you trust each other?"
Xiao Yun glanced at her cautiously, then turned his head away, "What do you want to say?"
"The most basic thing between people is trust, and what I want to tell you is that after I am promoted, we will cooperate to seal the crown. Okay, I'll go back to catch up on sleep and won't accompany you. Yun Huang waved his hand at him, leaving him alone on the bridge to ponder.
A few days passed, Xiao Yun hadn't shown up since that day, and Yun Huang saw that he didn't care about his whereabouts, and sneaked out of the City Lord's Mansion again.
She found a mansion according to the address given by Zhan Qianchen. Reaching out and pushing the door in, seeing that there was no one to stop her, she walked along the path to a garden of flowers, which was connected to a long stone bridge, and the pavilion at the end of the stone bridge was located at the top of a blue lake. A gust of lake breeze blows, the blue waves on the lake ripple with bursts of ripples, the four corners of the pavilion wind chimes swaying, the white gauze silk curtain between the pavilions dances lightly with the wind, there seems to be a figure moving between the veils, faintly there is a variety of laughter, laughter is coquettish.
Yun Huang stood for a while, and said in his mouth: "The scenery is not bad, it is a good place to talk about life." When she got to the side of the pavilion, she vaguely heard someone talking, she coughed lightly, and said, "Qianchen is inside?" ”
The veil floated gently, only to hear the person inside reply: "I haven't seen you for a few days, but you have learned to be rusty." ”
Yun Huang smiled, brushed off the veil and walked in, and saw Mo Jin kneeling on the cushion, holding a cloak in his hand and embroidering. And Zhan Qianchen on the soft couch was leaning lazily, covered with a flowing cloud cloak of dark brocade streaming, slightly tired between his eyebrows and eyes, he half-squinted his long eyes, saw her standing far away, and hurriedly beckoned to her: "Come here." ”
Yun Huang raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, and sat on the stone bench in front of him, the stone bench was cold, so cold that she shivered, and teased: "You will enjoy it more and more." ”
Zhan Qianchen chuckled and turned his head to ask Mo Jin, "Is it done?"
"Back to Childe's words, okay. Mo Jin raised his head, his face was also tired, and he walked to the couch with the finished dark brocade flow pattern cloak between his hands.
Zhan Qianchen sat up, picked up the cloak and shook it off, the flowing cloud cloak with dark lines, the fabric was smooth and soft, and the unique texture was faint in the light, and the most important thing was that it was exactly the same as the pattern and color of his cloak.
Mo Jin lowered her head, and the joy that flew slightly from the corners of her eyes fell completely into Yun Huang's eyes, and a different taste suddenly rose in her heart. No wonder the girl is willing to follow him all the way, it seems to be an unintentional move, but it inadvertently captures people's hearts. Not to mention a late brocade, I'm afraid that the women of the entire Kyushu can't stand his unintentional gentleness.
She felt that she had come at a bad time, so she immediately stood up and said goodbye, "Qianchen, I remember that there is still a task to be completed, I will first..."
"What are you anxious about. Zhan Qianchen didn't allow her, and directly pressed her on the stool, and with a wave of his hand, the cloak fell on her body.
Yun Huang was stunned, reached out and stroked the soft and silky fabric, peeked at Mo Jin's disappointed face, and raised his hand to tear it off.
Seeing this, Zhan Qianchen pressed her hand and said, "It won't be long before the weather gets colder and colder, your body is cold, wouldn't it be nice to have a piece of warm clothing?"
His words made Yun Huang's heart warm for a moment, but she smiled and slapped his hand away, and motioned for him to look at Mo Jin with her eyes. He didn't respond. Helpless, she had to pretend to be stupid and said to him: "Come on, use me as a hanger for half a day, if you don't take it away, I will fill my pocket." ”
"It's for you, why do you say that?"
"Give it to me?" Yun Huang touched the cloak tightly, and said deliberately: "This cloak material is so precious, and the handiwork is fine, it must be able to sell for a lot of money!"
As soon as she spoke, Mo Jin's shocked eyes widened, and he looked at her with a look of resentment, and Yun Huang seemed to see the sword light in her eyes. Somehow, she suddenly felt a lot happier in her heart, she raised her eyebrows and Shi Shiran picked up the cup in front of her and drank tea.
Zhan Qianchen has been observing her every move, looking at her small movements, and his heart is indescribably happy. Listening to what she said just now, he thought that she might have said it casually, but he still couldn't help but care, "Have you been short of money lately? I remember that the amount of money you have in the bank is not a small amount. ”
"You know all this? Tell me, what else do you know?"
"You answer me first. ”
Yun Huang took out the contents of the Qiankun bag one by one, she opened the manuscript and pointed to one of the paragraphs, "Well, that's it, I got it by killing poisonous bees for a long time, but it doesn't record how to refine Fengwu Xiangluo." ”
"Feng Wu Xiangluo?" Zhan Qianchen suddenly became nervous, and asked tentatively, "Yun Huang, what did you remember?"
Yun Huang, who was dedicated to reading, didn't notice the change in him, but continued to talk to him, "Qianchen, the silver and white bosom friend stone is easy to find, and the ingredients are also available, it is this refining method, I don't know who is so lacking in virtue and blackened the most important refining step, I think maybe you know a little bit." So here we come to you. ”
After hearing this, Zhan Qianchen breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the erased paragraph, and said silently in his heart: In this world, who else can erase the information on your manuscript. After thinking about it, this is just right, and there are a lot of reasons to be with her in the future.
The end brocade was forgotten aside, and his heart was full of jealousy. Since Yun Huang came in, Zhan Qianchen has completely lost her existence in his eyes. After thinking about it, she immediately went to Zhan Qianchen's side, and said pitifully: "Childe, we haven't slept all night, can we send Mojin back to the room to rest first?"
Yun Huang didn't listen to the things outside the window, and when she heard the words, she looked up at the end of the brocade in front of her, and quickly turned her gaze to Zhan Qianchen, without waiting for Zhan Qianchen to say anything, she quickly closed the notebook in her hand, stuffed the things on the table into the Qiankun bag indiscriminately, pushed him away without saying anything, and said while running: "Qianchen, I suddenly had a stomach upset, I'll go back first." ”
Yun Huang fled in a panic with the Qiankun bag, she was not a little girl who was ignorant of the world, and understood that the reason why her mood fluctuated was probably because she had some careful thoughts about him, and this heart did not move, and when she moved, she passed through the clouds like thunder and lightning, which was originally a heart lake with a clear sky, and suddenly split into countless small whirlpools that involved herself little by little until she sank.
She stopped in front of the hospital and waited anxiously, a little flustered and a little expectant, hoping that he would understand her mind and afraid that he would not understand.
After thinking about it, she decided to wait for a stick of incense.
For the first time in her life, she felt that the time of this incense stick was so long, so long that it seemed to wear out all her patience.
Finally, I boiled until a stick of incense, and I didn't wait for Zhan Qianchen to appear. Yun Huang sneered. It turned out that she thought she was important, but the left was just an inadvertent style in the eyes of others, probably self-inflicted.