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Song Qingshu's heart was burning, all the way to the stars and the moon, and hurried to Emei, without a good rest, at this time relaxed, he sat on the couch, meditated and breathed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Half an hour passed, he opened his eyes, got up and left the bed, his face was radiant, his face was radiant, and he was the sect of the inner family, and it had its own wonders.

He stepped forward and pushed open the window, and the bright sunlight shone in, and the cool air blew on his jade-like face.

Raise your eyes and look out, the distance is lush, the mountains are covered with green, a breeze blows, like green waves undulating, the heart of the view is quiet, at this time, his heart is not calm, a few days ago the situation appeared in front of him.

Song Yuanqiao returned to the Wudang faction, had dinner, and when the father and son went to the courtyard to cool off together, he smiled and talked about the experience of going down the mountain, and said with a smile, this time he went down the mountain, and he acted as a moon elder for Mr. Xiao of the Shuiyun faction to propose to the Emei faction, and it was to two women at the same time, which took a lot of twists and turns, which was very interesting.

Song Qingshu suddenly felt bad, hurriedly sat up from the bamboo chair, and asked which two women it was, but he was unfortunately expected, and sure enough, there was Zhou Zhiruo's name.

Song Qingshu seemed to have been hit by a giant hammer, his eyes were black, and a fishy smell appeared in his mouth, but his lower lip was bitten unconsciously.

"Daddy......" He stared at Song Yuanqiao, he was speechless, his face turned pale, and his heart seemed to be crushed by a boulder, turned into powder, and disappeared.

Seeing Song Qingshu's expression, Song Yuanqiao felt pity in his heart, and couldn't help but shake his head, stroked his hair and sighed long: "Alas-...... Qingshu, don't blame your father......"

"Did Mrs. Shi agree?...... Did she agree?!" Song Qingshu stared at his father tightly and asked hurriedly.

"Yes. Song Yuanqiao nodded.

"That'...... , what about Senior Sister Zhou? She also agreed?!" Song Qingshu still didn't give up, and asked with a trembling voice.

"I also agreed......" Song Yuanqiao nodded slowly.

"Can't ......" Song Qingshu shook his head, his face was like a blank piece of paper, and suddenly laughed: "Dad didn't lie to the child?!"

Song Yuanqiao got up from the bamboo chair, walked up to Song Qingshu, and patted him on the shoulder: "Qingshu, Miss Zhou has a deep affection for Mr. Xiao,...... Otherwise, the exterminator would not have agreed to this family business. ”

Song Qingshu bit his lip tightly, his teeth sinking into the flesh of his lips unconsciously.

Song Yuanqiao shook his head helplessly, and no longer persuaded him, pacing back to the house.

He understands in his heart that heroes are short of breath and their children are long, even if they are heroes, no matter how good they are, they are trapped by love, and they are helpless.

In the end, he thought of a way to ask Qingshu to send a letter to Emei, so that he could take the opportunity to meet Zhou Zhiruo and talk about the matter, which also broke his mind.

Song Qingshu was overjoyed when he heard his father's dispatch, and hurriedly agreed, with Zhou Zhiruo in his heart, he worked hard all the way, without stopping, and ran to Emei, with something to support in his heart, and he didn't feel tired.

Stand in front of the window and let the cool breeze blow on your face, so that your thumping heart can calm down and stay for a while without losing your temper.

After a while, feeling that he was almost there, he pulled a string by the window.

Soon, a person quietly came to his door and knocked lightly: "Song Shaoxia, is there anything you want the kid to do?"

Song Qingshu stepped forward and opened the door, and there was a thin young man standing outside the door, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, about sixteen or seventeen years old, still childish, looking at him with a curious face.

"Can you invite Senior Sister Zhou to come over?" Song Qingshu suppressed his excitement and said slowly.

The people who serve the distinguished guests in the retreat are all disciples of the Emei faction, and the disciples take turns to be on duty.

Anyone who can enter the ashram is not an ordinary person, and seeing these characters and seeing their manners and demeanor is beneficial and harmless to the disciples.

"Senior Sister Zhou......" The handsome young man thought for a while and asked hesitantly, "Is it Uncle Zhou?"

“...... Precisely. Song Qingshu nodded vigorously, his eyes bright, staring at him.

The young man shook his head and said apologetically: "It's really unfortunate, Uncle Zhou has gone down the mountain......

"Down the mountain?!" Song Qingshu couldn't help but lose his voice, then realized his gaffe, lowered his voice again, and asked slowly: "When will you be able to come back?"

"I don't know. The young man shook his head, cherishing words like gold, and his gaze at Song Qingshu was a little inexplicably hostile.

For Uncle Zhou's marriage, Emei has long known about it, he is a curious baby, he inquired more carefully, and did not let go of a little news, although he had never seen that Mr. Xiao, through other people's accounts, his appearance had been completely pieced together in his mind.

Knowing that this future uncle was ordinary, not only did not make him angry, but felt cordial and close.

Manly husband, appearance is not important, the most important thing is martial arts, listen to the senior sister who is responsible for welcoming the guests, this future uncle is amazing, martial arts are extremely high, and listen to other senior sisters say, I am afraid that I will not lose to the head of the ancestor, he listened to the admiration.

Now, the Song Shaoxia in front of him is the son of Song Daxia of the Wudang faction, handsome and handsome, and he came to look for Uncle Zhou, and he couldn't help but worry about his future uncle.

“...... Is Senior Sister Bei here?" Song Qingshu was a little unwilling.

"Uncle Pei is not there. The boy shook his head.

Song Qingshujian frowned slightly, thought about it, raised his head and said, "Then trouble the little brother to help me ask, where did Uncle Zhou go down the mountain, okay?"

Although he noticed the coldness of the young man's gaze, Song Qingshu didn't care, he had a hundred words to him, a subordinate, insignificant, and not worth a few more glances.

“...... All right. The boy hesitated, nodded, and turned to leave.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Li Ruoyun and the others returned to the Shuiyun faction, Wen Yubing didn't blame much, but just told her not to have such a surname next time, so as not to make her worry.

Xiao Yuesheng took them to the Ethereal Peak Vulture Palace, and let them play by the Tianchi, with the snow and the crystal ice peak, washing their troubles.

After playing for two days, he was not yet happy, so he was pulled back by Xiao Yueshengqiang, and he was the best at grasping the heat, once he had fun.

Li Ruoyun and the senior brother returned to their original intimacy, and the matter of marriage was deliberately forgotten by them, besides, who can say for sure what will happen in the future!

It's just that when Pei Jinyi and Zhou Zhiruo appeared in the Shuiyun Sect again, they wanted to forget, but they couldn't.

Seeing the situation of his junior sisters and Bei Erren, Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but sigh, women, it is indeed unfathomable, but fortunately, she has the ability to read minds.

Li Ruoyun and their affection for Pei Jinyi and Zhou Zhiruo are still the same, as if nothing has happened.

But they gave a roll of the eyes to their senior brother from time to time, and when they sat together and talked, they also had something to say, with a gun and a stick, which made him smile bitterly in his heart.

However, this is better than them ignoring it, and Xiao Yuesheng felt a little happy in his heart.

When Pei Jinyi and Zhou Zhiruo saw Xiao Yuesheng, they were shy, their jade faces were flushed, they didn't dare to make eye contact with him, and they didn't dare to approach him, as if they were avoiding suspicion.

was teased by Lin Xiaoqing and the girls, and slowly let go, not so shy and suspicious.

Both of them are Bing Xue smart, and they are also aware of the strangeness between their brothers and sisters.

If one or two people are like this, it seems very special, and Bei Erren may be jealous and feel uncomfortable, but the women are like this, but it does not make the two of them jealous.

Before the marriage, Pei Jinyi and Zhou Zhiruo were anxious, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and the whole person was a little haggard, which made people pity.

After the marriage, although the two were happy and excited, sweet, and down-to-earth, they still had troubles.

Since the marriage, the two have become more and more shy, their faces are as thin as paper, they can't pull their faces to go to the Shuiyun faction, after a few days, they miss Xiao Yuesheng more and more, and they are tormented by lovesickness, and they are becoming haggard, but they can't say it.

The exterminator saw it in his eyes, and his cold and hard heart softened a little, which was the same as Song Yuanqiao's practice, and sent the two of them to Shuiyun to deliver the letter.

At noon on the day of xxxxxxxxxxxx, everyone had lunch in Xiao Yuesheng's Hanyan Pavilion, then went out of the Hanyan Pavilion and walked on the verandah on the cold lake.

The women walked, leaning on the railing from time to time to look down, the cold lake was crystal clear, the bluestone swimming fish were clearly visible, it was very wonderful, they saw it with relish, and from time to time sounded the silver bell-like smile, floating on the clear lake.

Suddenly, a clear voice came from the bottom of the mountain: "In the lower Song Qingshu, visit the Shuiyun Sect ......"

The voice was clear and endless, rushing straight to the mountain, ringing in their ears, although Song Qingshu's skills were not strong, his mental skills were not good.

For Song Qingshu, the women are no strangers, Lin Xiaoqing has been to the Wudang faction, and when she came back, she told the girls about this person, and commented that although Song Qingshu was handsome, his martial arts were too poor, so he was very disapproving.

Xiao Yuesheng floated out of the Hanyan Pavilion, stood on the jade steps, and looked at the women, a little inexplicable, how could Song Qingshu come to Shuiyun?

Song Xueyan was at the bottom of the mountain, did not show up, and listened to the instructions of the master, and sure enough, the voice of the master's uncle immediately came to his ears: "Xueyan, invite him to the cold valley." ”

Seeing Song Xueyan's beauty, the dusty Song Qingshu couldn't help but be stunned, and his heart fluttered, but at this time, his heart was full of Zhou Zhiruo, and after only one glance, he turned his head and didn't dare to look at her graceful back.

There is something in his heart, and he has no understanding of everything around him, and he ignores the subtleties of the Purple Mountain formation, just thinking about whether he can see Zhou Zhiruo here.

For Song Qingshu, with Song Yuanqiao's face, Xiao Yuesheng did not make it difficult, and directly stepped on the painting fat and went to the cold lake to greet him.

Li Ruoyun and the daughters followed behind him, and Pei Jinyi and Zhou Zhiruo were also among them, standing on the bow of the ship like stars and moons.

Song Qingshu followed behind Song Xueyan, and when he entered the cold valley, he saw Zhou Zhiruo among the women at a glance, and he couldn't help but be excited and banged.

(To be continued)