Chapter Seventy-Four: Avoiding the Real and Attacking the False (II)

"I saw Ye Shen dressed up beautifully and came to find Young Master Cousin, and Young Master Cousin also gave her a bunch of handkerchiefs. ”

Bi Lian Zhengse turned her head and muttered, "What? The young master and Ye Shen went on a date, and they also gave a love token?"

"Yes, yes, yes. The young master also touched Ye Shen's face. ”

"What?

"Yes, yes, yes. Ye Shen didn't refuse. ”

"What, Ye Shen has been submissive?"

"Yes, yes, yes. The two of them seem to have agreed on something. ”

"What? both of them have sworn an alliance?" Bi Lian still said lightly, "Then you should go and tell Hengchuan." ”

"That's right!" Zi Yu patted his thigh, "I have to tell you before I go to Hengchuan! "With a leper dog in his hand, he began to wander around the garden. In other words, the efficiency of the dark guard is really not covered, plus a big-mouthed Hengchuan......

Childe was dressed in a pale gray-blue robe, on which was secretly embroidered with ice silk and bamboo, and the gray-blue pale was not similar to white, but colorless. Covered with a light cardamom and a half-sleeved robe, it is as smooth as a pond and water. The big sleeves are like dragons, and the static body is like a dragon.

He was indeed smiling at the pear blossoms, smiling and waiting for his perhaps sweet stick. But the look is still elegant, far-reaching, and extravagant.

A courtyard of pear blossoms, accounting for the white of the world.

"No demons. Shi Xuan looked at the big cross on the map in his hand, and looked up to read the plaque in the courtyard. "No demons, snow is the skin and jade is the ......" stepped into the courtyard and caught a glimpse of Qiongke under the tree.

...... Don't marry the bewitching to the east wind.

Shi Xuan didn't dare to look directly at his face, but his feet unconsciously approached gently, and his eyes couldn't take his eyes off his neck. The snow-white inner collar is projected on the snow-white neck, which is a colorless gray-blue.

A lingering fragrance is in the bosom at first glance.

Shi Xuan looked at him with confusion and looked at the flowers, and suddenly couldn't help laughing. He crossed his heels with his hands around his chest.

"The pear blossoms on the human face are white. ”

Canghai finally shifted his gaze from the pear blossom to Shi Xuan's face, and with a smile like looking at the flower, he said, "You are here." ”

"Brother Shi, Brother Shi, I have a letter from you. ”

"My letter?" Shi Shuoxi looked at Xiao Ke's excited expression and took it suspiciously, opened it and looked at it, and said in surprise: "It was Xiaobai who asked me to go to 'Qingming Linxue'!" and frowned again: "Why will it be 'Huangfu Xi'? It should be 'Tang Ying', right?"

Xiao Shell stiffly smiled: "Aren't they all alone?"

"That's right!" Shi Shuoxi excitedly pinched the letter paper and read it again, frowning again: "Why is the four words 'Qingming Linxue' different from Xiaobai's handwriting?"

"That's because I ghostwrite. ”

"Why do you want to ghostwrite?"

The little shell was about to roll his eyes. "Are you afraid that I will lie to you?

"That's right!" Shi Shuo smiled with relief, strode south, paused, and turned around: "What is 'Qingming Linxue'?"

"It's the Pear Blossom Forest. 'Qingming Linxue' is his name. ”

"How to get there?"

Xiao Shell mysteriously handed him a white Xuan, and when he opened it, it was a detailed map, in which the route was very far and long, and there was a big cross at the end.

"When will the pear blossoms bloom?"

"This pear blossom blooms all year round. ”

"Well, just like you. Anachronistic. A big mess. ”

Canghai turned slightly and faced Shi Xuan. His broad light gray belt was tied with a red and white silk silk tape, and a tortoiseshell bone fan was stuck diagonally in the belt.

Shi Xuan was fully prepared but was stunned for a long time, tried to pull away his eyes and looked up at the flowers, and asked: "Isn't this courtyard called 'No Demons', why did you come to 'Qingming Linxue' again?"

Canghai also looked at the pear blossom and said with a smile: "The pear blossom is pale white and the willow is deep green, and the catkins are full of flowers when they fly." Melancholy a snow in the east column,"

"Life is clear. ”

Distant, holy. Awe-inspiring and inviolable. Shi Xuan drooped the corners of his lips, and suddenly pointed to his collar and said, "There is a worm." ”

"Huh?"

"On you. ”

"Ahh The circles under my eyes are red.

Shi Xuan laughed, raised his hand and dusted it on his shoulder casually. "Alright. ”

β€œ...... Such a big reaction?"

Canghai hugged his arms with red eyes, and nervously swept around the back of his shoulders. β€œ...... What bugs?",

"Hmm...... Caterpillar. "Look at him with your chin propped up. Living color.

"Ahh

"Don't say that, they're going to turn into beautiful butterflies. ”

"Uh......h Butterflies are disgusting!"

"Huh. "Shi Xuan is so happy. "Then why don't you change into such beautiful clothes, and you are waiting here just to see the flowers?"

Canghai looked at his right shoulder again before he stopped his restlessness, pouted and said, "Because that one can't be worn......" raised his head with a serious expression. But maybe it's a wet look or maybe a snot run, but it's not convincing. The voice is glutinous and soft.

"Little Stone, I wanted to tell you yesterday, don't be a thief. ”

Shi Xuan corrected solemnly: "It's not stealing, it's stealingβ€”for what?"

Suck your nose. "There's no difference – because it's not good to be a thief. ”

"Of course there is a difference! There is also a way for a thief - a thief! Not a thief! But ......" Shi Xuan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Okay." ”

"What did you say?"

"I said, okay. ”

"What, okay?"

"Okay, that's okay. Look at you so pitiful and begging for my sake. ”

"Hah, then you just agreed? hehe-who's pitiful and begging you! idiot!"

The masked black-clad man of modest stature crept into broad daylight, leaning against a closed door. He carried a small bamboo basket on his back. After stumbling around for a while, he pushed open the door and dodged in.

No guards saw it. Because they are working to spread lace news. Of course, this is also providential.

The man in black stood in the middle of the room and scratched his head. His dark eyes suddenly lit up, and he pulled down the masked cloth towel. Sticking his nose out and sniffing in the air, he smiled smugly. A dimple appears on the right side of his face.

He sniffed and walked towards the neatly made bed. There was a small indigo cloth bag next to the pillow, and the smell of mint came from it. The man in black opened the baggage, looked happy, and frowned again after counting. After thinking about the objects inside for a while, he was still puzzled, so he had to wrap the burden as it was and put it back in its place.

Put down the bamboo basket on your back and lift the lid, and the big head inside rushed down and poked a rabbit. Grabbing the rabbit out with both hands, the rabbit kicked off his grip on its hind legs and landed accurately on the indigo baggage. The man in black raised his eyebrows, took out a small lacquer box, and suddenly sniffed at himself again, deciding that the first thing he would do when he went back was to take a bath.