The exquisite brick and wood courtyard illuminates the room by warm candlelight.

Feng Yi had changed into clean cloth clothes and was lying quietly on the couch, but she still had haggard tears on her face. The crimson cheeks hinted at a rising fever. The maid kept changing the towel on her forehead for her, but she couldn't suppress the menacing heat.

Chu Taomo sat at the low table and drank tea, as if this was the only thing he could do. He sat all night, sleepless, but not sleepy, except for the occasional cough from old wounds, which made people feel his presence. Until dawn, Zhao Lin returned to him and said: "It's okay to say that the external injuries are really dangerous, but the use of poison is really dangerous." Heart-devouring powder is a cruel medicine used by the Tang family to confess in the past, and the poisoned person is like an insect that eats five inside, and the heart is burned, which is comparable to torture. No matter how stubborn a person is, he can't survive death and tell the truth. I can't imagine that a mere woman can endure this catastrophe of life and death!"

Chu Tao lowered his eyelids and sighed slightly: "She is Leng Fengyi!"

Leng Fengyi, the proudest woman on the North Shore, has the heart, courage, and is good at mediating all parties to protect herself, but this time she faced the white-clothed holy envoy and refused to give an inch. Who is Leng Fengyi guarding this stubbornness? Zhao Lin wanted to ask, but he just looked at Chu Tao's frowning expression, and felt a little sorry for her. He should know, otherwise, how can he risk his death?

"Although the residual poison was removed, he was weak and abnormal, and he suffered from the wind and cold on the long river, so the injuries and illnesses fluctuated. It takes time to recover. ”

Chu Tao breathed a sigh of relief: "It's a blessing that there is no danger of life!"

"Compared with Leng Yingshi, he is obviously much luckier. Li Zhaolin looked out the window at the end of the night and the glimmer of the sky, and he was also present when Chu Tao received Master Xiao's pigeon book. At that time, Chu Tao sighed like a dusty sigh and lingered in his heart for a long time, and there were thousands of tastes in it, which were indescribable. Thinking about the North Shore at this moment, the chickens and dogs are restless—the North Shore where he once lived has long been unrecognizable with the smoke and disputes.

Chu Tao got up and looked at her face through the gauze curtain, and her luxurious and dignified charm could not be concealed by anything. Even if it doesn't shine brightly, there is a trace of proud stubbornness. Meditation, the scenes of the past are flooding in. Yet he just stood, watching a few paces away. He knew that he was no longer the boy he used to be. She is no longer the playful girl in the green skirt on the black rock cliff.

He stood for a long, long time, and suddenly turned back resolutely and explained to Li Zhaolin: "If there is anything wrong, you can ask the servants to come to the Chu family to find me at any time." ”

Zhao Lin was surprised: "Don't you wait for her to wake up?"

"Not seeing is the best. ”

But seeing that he was clothed in white and put on white rhino gauntlets, he slowly went out of the house without any hesitation.

"Uh......" seems to be difficult.

"How?" he didn't turn around.

"If she's awake, how do I explain it?"

"As it is. ”

"I can't explain it clearly! From the north bank to the south bank, how can I tell her that this is your other courtyard?" Zhao Lin smiled meaningfully, but Chu Tao suddenly looked at him coldly: "My other courtyard?

Zhaolin was stunned and sealed himself.

Chu Tao looked around and sighed lightly: "If there is still such a quiet house in the rivers and lakes, I can probably stop and go into hiding." This is the home of a friend in the officialdom, who is far away, and I take care of him. There are no Jianghu people nearby who dare to come here rashly - Jianghu people are the most reluctant to have anything to do with the imperial court. ”

Zhao Lin replied in a long voice, but secretly slandered: "You, a person from the rivers and lakes, really dare to get involved?"

However, the eyes on the other side suddenly turned cold: "But once she has gone through this door, I can't guarantee that your head will not be remembered." Take care of her, don't worry about the rest. I will double the reimbursement for the consultation. ”

Zhaolin knew that his biggest problem was that he was troubled, but he couldn't help but ask: "If she asks about you, what will I say?"

"You don't have to answer what you don't know, understand?"

Li Zhaolin had already known Chu Tao's domineering, but he was still caught off guard.

"Poetry rain, I will tell you, it will not be difficult for you. ”

Leaving such a conversation, there was no whispering, no greeting, not even laughing, and he suddenly withdrew, so determined that people were stunned.

None of the sweet pictures in Lai's imagination were presented. He did not understand, and even doubted everything in all the legends. Did it really happen, it once shook the two sides of the strait? He believed that it should be, otherwise why did Chu Tao desperately throw away the entire Feather Sword Sect and go to the north shore to save her? This even made him faintly moved. But I never thought that when I returned to the south bank and waited for the past all night, the plot turned sharply into nothingness. Could it be that it is difficult to save a thousand miles with a greeting? He lowered his head and stared at Leng Fengyi's weak and helpless face, and then looked up at the sky, the same chaos.

After all, the sky outside the house is getting clearer, but can this woman's future still shine in such a glimmer?

The roar of the wind resounded on the mountain path of the Black Rock Cliff. When he didn't want to go anywhere, the top of the black stone cliff was Chu Tao's last place. or riding a horse and galloping, or swordsman, putting aside the rivers and lakes, putting aside the love and hatred, only himself and this long river are left.

The sound of the piano was already one step ahead of him, rippling in the sound of the tide.

The scholar in cloth is swinging the piano in the long pavilion, his expression is silent, the clear sound between his fingers is flowing, and the sky is as clear. Chu Tao walked lightly and slowly approached. Late fragrance flows. He heard the name of the song, of course, this is his early piano club work, time is long, but the tune is familiar after all.

The scholar was startled, forgot the voice of his subordinates, and hurriedly stood up. "Master Chu...... When did you come back?"

Chu Tao apologized with a smile: "It's really undesirable to stir up Yaxing." The sound of the piano is very good, why not show it to people at the next piano meeting?"

The scholar arched his hand: "How dare you whitewash yourself in the teacher's tunes? "Thinking back to the past, I tried and failed, and the firewood and rice were exhausted, and I had to go to the Black Rock Cliff to sell music on the drum and piano. originally planned to exchange some fame with the piano, but unexpectedly lost to a pair of hands who danced swords and swords. Whether you are unconvinced, willing or not, in short, she stayed in the Black Rock Cliff and became a storyteller in Ningxiang Pavilion. What's even more interesting is that he actually practiced martial arts moves with this sword wielder! Swords and iron fans, how could I have imagined that I could actually be proficient in this way a few years ago! Is this also regarded as abandoning literature and following martial arts? The market spirit on my body now is exactly what I didn't dare to think of back then!

Chu Tao immediately asked: "It's not the Qin Club today, why didn't you do business in the Ning Xiang Pavilion?"

"I haven't heard from you for a few days, and the brothers in the alley miss it very much, so try your luck here. Without the story of the head of Chu, what can I, a storyteller, use to attract customers?" As he spoke, the scholar laughed evilly.

Chu Tao nodded at him for a long time, and finally couldn't help laughing: "No wonder Jun He said that he hates the scholars of Ning Xiang Pavilion the most." ”

"Who let him have the most stories, and the drinkers are the most willing to listen to them! I don't dare to arrange the stories of the head of Chu at will!"