"Xu Changfeng, what are you thinking?" the girl asked the young man who was looking into the distance with two bowls of hot dumplings on the ground.

"I think of the sword......" The boy replied subconsciously without looking back.

The girl's light eyes blinked slightly, how much affection does a sword word contain?

"Eat dumplings, while they're hot. She picked up a bowl of dumplings and handed it to the boy.

Xu Changfeng turned his head, and the girl's skin that could be broken by blowing in the night looked even whiter and tenderer. There were less than two quarters left until midnight, and the snow was silent.

The strange-shaped ice sculptures are like soldiers seated by the emperor, standing quietly on the border of this dynasty, with swords roaring in unison and the army mighty.

"What's there to see in the north? I look at it every day, but I don't think it's very boring?" Yang Yue put on a plush cloak and stepped out of the warm hall.

Ruan Shuiwei stood in the wind and snow for a long time, and the corners of her clothes were still stuck with snowflakes.

"Staying in this palace every day, don't you feel very bored?" she turned around and said, "Say hello to my mother." ”

"It's not interesting in the palace, what place in the world can be interesting?" Yang Yue joked, "Go back to the house and change your clothes, it's almost time, and accompany me to meet the prince in a while." ”

"Wow. Ruan Shuiwei nodded, turning her head to glance at the night in the north.

To the north, there is snow.

"Your name is Xu Changfeng?" the man walked unceremoniously with a long sword and a big stride.

The young man ate the last dumpling, asked Wei Xueying to take the bowl and return it to the store, holding the cold hilt of the sword on his back with his backhand, staring at him, "Do you know me?"

"Is there anyone in the world who doesn't know you?" the man teased.

"Yes. Xu Changfeng nodded, "It's quite a lot." ”

Sonorous!

He plunged the sword in his hand into the snowdrift, "Don't worry, I don't need to talk to you with a sword. It's just that I'm used to the sword never leaving my hand, so I took the liberty to come, so please forgive me. ”

Hearing him say this, Xu Changfeng let go of the cold hilt of the sword, put his hand to his mouth and sighed gently.

"What are you looking for me?" the boy asked.

Syllable!

As the words fell, a wine gourd descended from the sky, followed by two white wine glasses.

As if it had just been taken off the fire, the gourd was steaming hot.

"Can a scholar drink?" he asked, pouring down two glasses of wine, raising his glass first.

"Yes, but not necessarily. Xu Changfeng didn't move.

"Admire!" said the man, gulping it down.

"You are from Chang'an, you should know Chang'an very well. He continued.

"What do you mean?" the boy asked.

"The people of Chang'an, the affairs of Chang'an. He said, "But wine is wine, things are things, drinking is no matter, but talking about things always has to drink." So I'll get straight to the point, can you do me a favor?"

"If only I could do it. Xu Changfeng nodded.

"Take this stone to Chang'an. As he spoke, he took out a small pebble from his arms and handed it to Xu Changfeng, "You don't have to hand it over to anyone, you can do it."

Find a place to throw it down, the river is fine, as long as you can take it to Chang'an, it is enough. ”

"Why don't you go by yourself?" Xu Changfeng didn't take the stone and asked suspiciously.

"People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. He smiled bitterly, "The world says that I love Chang'an, but in fact, I only love Chang'an." ”

The rain hits the pipa, who knocks on the west window, under the banana leaves, picks plums into wine, looks back in a blink of an eye, and the rest of his life is over.

In the city of Yangzhou, the night nourishes the dream in everyone's heart.

But in a very inconspicuous small pavilion, a white-haired old man has slept peacefully and has no dreams.

He didn't survive this year's winter, and there was only a moment left until next spring.

"Door master, Yixian's predecessor has just driven to the west. ”

"I see. ”

Zhou Qixuan said lightly, in the cold room, only a candle was left, dispelling the cold brought by heaven and earth.

He came to Yangzhou for half a year, and the branch of Zhaoyuemen gradually climbed to a second-rate force in Yangzhou City, and now the brothers of Chang'an have also come over, and they should have been lively and lively to get together for the New Year, but he left alone.

A person's loneliness can only be enjoyed by one person.

How long will he have since Yi Xian is gone?

Dynasty revival has long been a luxury.

The reason why I am so lingering is just to take a look at whether the rivers and mountains in the world can be as imagined, the mountains and rivers depend on each other, the heaven and the earth drink together, and tell the life from the beginning.

Zhaoyuemen is waiting for him.

Chang'an seems to be waiting for him.

Click......

Before he could finish speaking, the man had already left, leaving only a stone to fall to the ground.

Xu Changfeng picked up the stone from the ground, and the surface was crystal clear, like a piece of ice.

can be pinched in the hand, but with a trace of warmth, giving people indescribable comfort.

Xu Changfeng put away the stones, looked at the direction in which the man left, and his thoughts couldn't help but fly to Chang'an.

Looking back at Chang'an, it was last year.

Now the fireworks are still there, and the old man is gone.

"If you want to listen to Chang'an, remember to bring wine next time, and I will tell you one by one. The boy muttered in a low voice.

"Who are you talking to?" Wei Xueying asked as she returned to the young man, watching him muttering to Han Xue.

"A friend I just met. The boy smiled and sat down.

Wei Xueying nodded and sat beside the young man, her little head gently next to his hard arm. Half a year has passed, and he seems to be a little more manly.

"Xue Ying. Young said.

"Huh?" Wei Xueying agreed.

"I want to marry you. The young man said, trembling slightly, "When I have saved up enough for the bride price, I will hold a grand wedding for you, so that everyone in the world will know that you are my wife." ”

"I'll wait for you ......"

Needless to say, three words are enough.

She couldn't tell where Xu Changfeng was good, if she wanted to talk about her demeanor and appearance, she was just mediocre in the crowd

, but staying by his side can always make people feel safe, surrounded by others to protect them, and their hearts are steady.

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