Sir, this sword is a keepsake

While practicing swords, Shen Fang unexpectedly discovered that Jiaotu had appeared in his yard.

She lost a lot of weight, and the mask on her face didn't fit so well.

"Why are you still wearing a mask?"

This is the first sentence Shen Fang said to her in so many days.

"There are scars."

"Feel ugly?"

Jiaotu took a look at him, and took off the mask without any hassle. A purple streak snaked from the eyes to the ears like a centipede.

"How, is it much uglier than the one on your arm?" Jiaotu said lightly.

"True, but I don't care, and neither should you."

"Unfortunately, by the time I realized this, it was already too late."

Shen Fang put his sword back into its sheath, and looked up to the sky—the white clouds scattered away as if fleeing, and the whole villa instantly lit up.

"You have practiced this sword for a long time."

"Thanks to the demon girl of the Northern Wilderness, it looks like practicing swords, but it's actually self-help, but the effect is really good."

He paused, "It's you, why don't you use a sword."

"If you don't use it, you don't need it. There are not so many reasons."

"If you blame yourself for my father's death, you don't have to."

Jiaotu's face was hidden in the shadows, and Shen Fang couldn't see her expression clearly when she heard this.

Zhuang Li suddenly appeared on the wall, holding a cat in his arms, "Ah, Miss Xiao, don't come here without any harm."

Shen Fang threw an ambiguous look at Zhuang Li, and the cat in Zhuang Li's arms let out a "meow" just right, as if responding on behalf of Zhuang Li.

Jiaotu nodded and said, "Don't come here without any harm. When Mr. Zhuang was in Cangzhou, did you see a woman who wields a blue-light soft sword?"

"I have an impression, but you people from Shenwu Pavilion? It is said that they escaped..." Zhuang Li rubbed the round cat's head, put a finger on the right cheek, and said thoughtfully.

"I got the news yesterday that the new emperor has withdrawn from the Shenwu Pavilion, and Xiaofeng, Yazi, Chiwen and others are all gone." A warm voice sounded outside the courtyard, and Qing Ai walked in.

Jiaotu was startled, and took a few steps back.She lost Jiaotu's identity.

"I heard from Madam that your real name is Xiao, right, Miss Xiao."

"Xiao Moli."

"I heard from Lu Ying that Miss Xiao had no malice other than keeping her by her side along the way, and even resolved many dangers for her. Since Miss Xiao has left the court, there is no need to be so cautious."

"I have stayed here for several months. Today I came to ask for resignation, but since the Shenwu Pavilion no longer exists, as Mr. Shen said that day, the sky is big and the earth is big, so there is nowhere else."

"If you want to leave, why do you leave the sword here?" Shen Fang said suddenly, "Ah Li and I saw that you buried the pear blossom branch in the back mountain."

"If you can't bear it, why don't you stay? If your father is still there, he will definitely keep you in the villa. Your sword is considered the best in the world. Isn't it a pity to throw it away?"

Shen Fang sounded a little aggressive.

Xiao Moli seemed to think of something, but her body trembled slightly.

"If Miss Xiao feels that she used to be a member of Shenwu Pavilion and dealt with Yongxia Villa on behalf of the imperial court, so she feels ashamed in her heart, even more so."

"You may have heard that my elder brother Li Wuhen is still alive. As for him, the three of us, senior brothers and sisters, there is not a single day that we do not look forward to his return. Also,"

"If you look at me uncomfortable, I will go down the mountain soon." Shen Fang said so much in one breath, the last sentence is the key.

"Going down the mountain?" Qing Ai was surprised, "The current situation is unstable, and Xiliang suddenly has signs of urgency, Beihuang is still unwilling, what are you going down the mountain for?"

"It is precisely because Xiliang is ready to move, and Beihuang is still unwilling, so I have to go down the mountain to find out." Shen Fang looked at Qing Ai, "Brother, you also know that my father's death was not purely accidental."

His tone became serious.

"I went down the mountain this time, first to find Huyan Dongliu and Fang Di, and to ask clearly about the assassination that day. I want to see people alive, and dead bodies; second, I want to find Nangong Lingyun and use the power of Wuxianglou Investigate some old things; the third thing, if you meet a senior brother, take him home."

Hearing this, Qing Ai knew that there was no need to keep her.

"Then you are with this... Mr. Zhuang... the two of you? Do you need me to accompany you?"

Even though he has known the relationship between the two for a while, when Qing Ai compares Zhuang Li and Shen Fang, he still feels awkward—he still can't forget that day when he asked Shen Fang about Zhuang Li's identity, he always kept a secret What Shen Fang said was so straightforward that he choked: "Ah Li, he is mine."

"If you want to go down the mountain together, it would be good for the three of you to take care of you." Shen Fang emphasized the "three people" and said brilliantly.

"...Uh, there are still many things to do on the mountain, and I can't get away..."

Shen Fang and Zhuang Li looked at each other and smiled.

"The second senior brother will stay on the mountain and take good care of my mother and junior junior sister. We will come back before the Chinese New Year."

As if thinking of something, Qing Ai glanced at Xiao Mori inadvertently, and said softly, "The matter of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion..."

"I understand, wait for me to come back." Shen Fang paused, "Second senior brother, don't worry, I am no longer the Shen Fang who only knows how to practice swords."

"Junior Brother..." Qing Ai didn't know what to say for a moment.

It is hot in midsummer, and the mountain wind blows into the courtyard, bringing a few wisps of coolness that is better than nothing.

"How about it, Miss Xiao, how are you thinking?"

Xiao Moli seemed to wake up from the past, stunned for a moment, and said with a smile, "May the two of you go down the mountain this time, and it will not be the same as last time. I still have some private matters to deal with. If it goes well, I will be here in the future." reunion."