The crown prince Li Tianxia pouted.

Maybe the old man Huangmei is like himself when he was as young as he was, and he was swimming in the rivers and lakes with a sword, but the freshly clothed angry horse swept thousands of girls, so he obviously boasted a little. Looking at the old-timer's unkempt dress with willow branches inserted in his back chessboard hair, it is really difficult to associate with the word suave.

What's more, if it is really a thousand flowers who are accustomed to seeing the posture of the city and the country, how can they show mercy to the woman in the green dress?

Li Tianxia thought so, but he didn't dare to show his expression.

At the moment when he rubbed his eyes, the spiritual impact caused by that section of the willow sword was too strong, completely making up for the regret of not witnessing the ten-mile sword intent that had once shocked the rivers and lakes.

Rubbing his hands with a smile, Li Tianxia leaned forward: "Can seniors ......?"

"No, you can't!"

The old man Huangmei knew that this kid had coveted his one-handed kendo skills for a long time, so he simply didn't give Li Tianxia a chance to speak, and walked towards the building boat.

"But you obviously promised to pass on the little monk's sword moves. Li Tianxia shouted.

The old man said that it doesn't matter to me whether I can learn or not. ”

Li Tianxia was depressed.

I stared at it for a long time, why did I miss it at a critical time?

......

The miserable Red Feather Boy in the floating water river was supported by two servants, and the waves on the river kept beating towards him, his body floated up and down, wiped his face, glared at the building boat viciously, and shouted at Li Tianxia with great warning: "Do you know who this son is? Dare to meddle in the affairs of my Qinshu Mountain, beware of my father leading people to level your family!"

Li Tianxia snorted, thinking about fighting for his father, right?

imitated the back of the old man Huangmei when he left, and left two sentences in a very chic manner: "If the master of Qinshu Mountain is free, just take someone to step on it casually! Remember...... The master's surname is Li, and his home is in Gusu. The monk's surname is Su, and his home is in Tiandu. ”

Li Tianxia, who went straight into the building boat, paused and said with a smile: "It's quite rhyming!"

Xi Hongyu, who was struggling in the river, stopped talking.

All the way from Chu Jiangdong, I also heard that the prince of the Southern Dynasty accompanied the Nine Emperor Princes of the Sutang Empire to return to the north, but I didn't think about it, but I was bumped into by myself.

No matter how strong Qinshushan is, it is categorically impossible to compete with the Spring and Autumn Period. This plot to kill Chu Nanzhao failed, but he also reported himself.

Thinking that if the news came back to his grandfather's ears in the future, and the two princes of the Southern Dynasty and Su Tang testified with their own eyes, Xi Hongyu was angry, slapped the river hard, and splashed all over his face.

......

After Chu Nanzhao took the antidote to the Red Feather Arrow Fire Poison, his condition finally improved. Although he still can't raise some true qi in a short period of time, he will no longer have to worry about his life.

Standing up with the Zhaoqing sword, the head of the hundred families of Chu Jiangdong's sons and daughters solemnly saluted Su Hanshan: "The grace of saving your life is in your heart." ”

Su Hanshan hurriedly returned the salute: "Young Master Chu is serious, and I haven't done anything." ”

Chu Nanzhao covered his chest and said: "Brother Su has a good heart, and he will definitely be blessed and blessed all the way, and every evil will turn into good fortune." ”

Su Hanshan knew what Chu Nanzhao was referring to, and said with a smile: "Borrow Gongzi's auspicious words! Chu Gongzi is injured, so it is better to go back to the building boat first and let Huang Mei's seniors check the injury." ”

Gu Changting, who was waiting on the side, helped Chu Nanzhao into the building boat.

Su Hanshan stood on the deck with an umbrella, and thought of Huang Shang'er, who was angry because of the twenty-two taels of silver, and felt apologetic.

He put away his umbrella and entered the boat, and walked towards the room where Huang Shang'er and Qin Wuyang were.

......

Huang Shang'er, who finally got used to the swaying of the boat, no longer needed sour plums to stop dizziness, had not eaten much in the past two days due to vomiting, and her little stomach was shriveled, which could be regarded as hungry.

Taking advantage of the time to be angry, I ran to the kitchen and begged the cooks who accompanied the ship to make a few authentic side dishes and some pastries in Luofu Mountain.

Sneak up in your room and feast.

Suddenly heard footsteps, black eyes rolled, Huang Shang'er thought that it should be Brother Su coming, and hurriedly picked up the dinner plate and walked around the room at a glance, and finally had no choice but to hide the dishes and pastries in the quilt, lift the futon and cover it.

Standing on the edge of the bed and wiping the cake stains on his little mouth, his expression was as cute as a cat stealing fish.

Su Hanshan stood outside the door and knocked on the door.

In the room, Huang Shang'er looked at the figure behind the door, and deliberately pouted: "I'm angry." ”

Su Hanshan was stunned.

Where did he have experience in coaxing girls, and he suddenly didn't know whether to continue knocking on the door, or leave gloomily, standing outside the door and struggling inside.

Suddenly remembering something, Su Hanshan turned around and left.

In the room, Huang Shang'er saw Su Hanshan's figure leaving, without sincerity, she was really angry now, and her eyes were teary: "I won't pay attention to you anymore!"

The wounded cat lay on the table.

Aggrieved ......

It didn't take long for Su Hanshan to turn back again. Walking from the direction of the kitchen, he still held a plate of fragrant braised pork that had just come out of the pot.

Compared with before leaving, Su Hanshan's face was obviously a little uncomfortable at this moment.

Looking at the braised pork in his hand, he hesitated for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to knock on the door again, three long and two short as if whispering: "Brother Su made you your favorite braised pork." ”

Huang Shang'er, who was lying on the table and had no one to comfort her, heard the braised pork, sniffed with her sensitive pink nose, and wiped the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes.

I couldn't help but giggle again.

I thought that for the sake of the braised pork, I would forgive you this time.

Huang Shang'er hurriedly got up and opened the door, and when she saw the bright braised pork, she swallowed her saliva greedily. Then he looked up at Su Hanshan happily, but saw that Brother Su looked uncomfortable, and Huang Shang'er, who suddenly remembered something, suddenly grabbed Su Hanshan's waist desperately, hugged it tightly, and cried.

Along the way, she knew that Brother Su, who grew up in Hanshan Temple and respected Buddha in his heart, was a vegetarian and did not eat meat.

Now he is willing to get meat on his hands for himself.

"Wuyang is wrong, Wuyang shouldn't be angry with Brother Su. ”

......

Under the guidance of the ship's cook, Su Hanshan, who burned a plate of braised pork with his own hands and completely captured Huang Xiang'er's heart, was unwell, and he had no appetite at night and rested alone in the room.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, running the Taixuan Sutra of the Supreme Heart of Buddhism, which he had studied since childhood, the discomfort of his body gradually disappeared after a few weeks of true qi circulation.

He was about to open the Buddha beads and continue to practice the Buddha Technique, when he heard a knock on the door.

Before he could get up and open the door, Huang Shang'er broke in with some scrolls.

Su Hanshan looked at Huang Shang'er, whose face was covered with ink and flowers, and couldn't help laughing.

Huang Shang'er put the picture scroll she had worked hard to copy on the table, and pinched Xiao Man's waist: "Don't laugh." ”

Su Hanshan held back a smile, turned around and took the face towel, walked up to Huang Shang'er, and gently wiped the ink on her pink cheeks for her.

He lowered his head and stared silently.

She tilted her little head and her eyes flashed. Feeling Brother Su's gentleness, his cheeks itched.

At that moment, she heard his ragged breathing.

He could hear her pounding heartbeat as well.