This sentiment [Xiu Xian]

What is enough time for a month?

Enough for Wen Zhe in the previous life to be toyed with by Guanghua's second young master, and enough for Wen Zhe in this life to re-form his own habits.

Before the time came, Wen Zhe woke up from his dream, first took water from the bluestone well in the yard to wash, then boiled the raw soy milk prepared last night, served it with steamed buns that were also made last night, and quickly Finish your own breakfast.

Then up the hill.

The martial arts field of Yuzhi Mountain is in the middle and upper part of the mountain. It is flat and straight. It is said that it was cut out by a certain senior with a sword.There are all kinds of flowers and plants around here. When Lord Hanhua is practicing swords in it, the airflow often swirls and leaves fall and green leaves dance with the wind. The blue sky and snow sword, the breeze and green grass are really beautiful.

Wen Zhe was standing not far from the martial arts arena, watching Hua Jun's daily morning exercises with great concentration.

At this time of the spring equinox, when the phoenix flowers are in full bloom, the trees are in full bloom, and the big flowers are blooming with gorgeous streamers. In the current morning light and the twilight, the entire martial arts arena is reflected in a golden splendor.

Rong Xuehuai was dressed in plain white and was holding a long sword as clear as autumn water. When she saw Wen Zhe emerging from behind a tree, she smiled at him, nodded, and spun the Feng Hua Xue Yue sword in her hands.

Standing behind the tree, Wen Zhe watched his long sword roll up the rain of golden and red flowers in the sky, saw the whiteness that could not be concealed by the brilliant color, watched the sword in his hand dance like a frightening dragon, dancing a romantic scene , waving a flourishing Qing song.

Dedicated to this, dazzled.

After dancing a set of sword skills, Rong Xuehuai put the sword back into its sheath, walked slowly towards Wen Zhe, and said with a smile: "Good morning."

Wen Zhe also replied, "Good morning."

The first time he watched Lord Hanhuahua practice his sword secretly, he was quite uneasy, for fear of being reprimanded and expelled.Unexpectedly, Hua Jun not only nodded to him when he saw him, but also said "good morning" to him after the sword dance.

Wen Zhe had never experienced this kind of battle before, so he was immediately stunned. It was Hua Jun who taught him the same way as teaching him to open the door and cook, so that he got used to this kind of greeting each other in this month.

Next, Mr. Hua will send him back to the Disciple Pavilion, chatting casually along the way.Wen Zhe was still trembling at first, but then he gradually relaxed.Mr. Han Luhua will never let the atmosphere become cold, nor embarrass Wen Zhe, and of course he will not be too harsh on him.There were a few times when Wen Zhe said something wrong, but Hua Jun let it go with a casual smile.

As a result, the atmosphere between the two became more relaxed.

Yesterday, the phoenix flower was just blooming, and Mr. Hua cut off a large bunch, and took it to his room to find a vase with bright colors, half teaching and half relaxing, and repairing the flowers with him all morning.Now that bottle of Phoenix is ​​blooming gorgeously in Wen Zhe's bedroom.

These days, Mr. Han Luhua asked him several times, asking him if he would like to learn swordsmanship and become a monk.They were all rejected by Wen Zhe with various reasons such as his innate talent and lazy personality, although he really wanted to do so in his heart.

He declined because of sensitive identity.The other half of the demon blood in his body made him a different kind.With this half bloodline, almost everyone who looks at him thinks that he must be born with a sinful nature, rebellious and rebellious. He looks like a submissive but has wolfish ambitions in his heart. If he is not of my race, his heart must be different, so he must not be entrusted with trust.

Right now, Mr. Hua treats him very well. In his short life in his previous life, he went back and forth several times. No matter how much the masters he had been with loved their concubines, they would never treat him better than Mr. Hua did now.

But because of this, Wen Zhe repeatedly warned himself in his heart not to forget his identity.

What is he?It's just a mixed-race thing, and now it's at best a pet slave who doesn't show up on the stage.When Mr. Hua liked him, he taught him some spells, and allowing him to cultivate was regarded as favoring him, but once he did something that angered Mr. Hua, wouldn't that point of wishful thinking about his cultivation prove that he had a ghost in his heart?

Wen Zhe had seen with his own eyes that in Tingmei Pavilion, a concubine who was so windy and rainy yesterday offended the pavilion master because of a trivial matter, and was thrown out of the inner courtyard the next day to do rough work with these half-breeds.Servants of their status are mostly used to bullying others, but within three to five months, the woman has been tortured into a bad shape, her appearance has also aged a lot, and she will probably never be favored again in this lifetime.

A life that lives on the emotions of others is too uncertain.Wen Zhe didn't dare to ask too much, he just wanted to have a foothold, not to worry about his life every day, to be a silent little person, to live quietly.

The two walked a few steps together, and Rong Xuehuai asked him with concern as usual: "Are you used to living in the mountains? How do you eat? Do you sleep well at night? There are only you and me here, do you feel bored on weekdays? "

Wen Zhe walked side by side with Rong Xuehuai, answered the questions one by one in detail, and got Rong Xuehuai's satisfied look: "This is good. Don't be bored: I have made a little progress in the past few days, and I need to consolidate the repair for the time being." Why, wait another three to five days, and I will take you out to play in the mountains."

Speaking of which, Wen Zhe didn't dare to walk side by side with Hua Jun at the beginning, and every time he fell three or five steps behind Hua Jun, who would have thought that he would be spotted by Hua Jun on the first day, first telling him not to be restrained, and then stretching out his hand to pull him She came to her side, held his hand and sent him back to her house.

In the next few days, if he deliberately lagged behind to show respect, Mr. Hua would hold his hand and pull him to a shoulder-to-shoulder position, and before sending him back to the house, he would be bounced on the head.

...Obviously, this is the sixth thing in the new regulation.

No matter how Wen Zhe made himself remember his humble identity, and even said it silently in his heart every day before going to bed, he still had to say that he had been changed too much by Mr. Hanyuhua before he was aware of it.

You don’t have to kneel and kowtow to salute, so naturally you don’t have to bow your knees; if you don’t define yourself with contempt, you won’t be contemptuous; Hua Jun promised not to do that to him, which made him less afraid of Hua Jun.

So today's Wen Zhe will still straighten his back when speaking, don't have to greet him too respectfully when meeting each other, and have an uncontrollable and overflowing smile when talking.There is also a body that is gradually getting stronger, and now some pupils that are full of energy.

Sometimes Wen Zhe is also a little apprehensive: Mr. Han Luhua is so tolerant to him and has given him so much, if one day he takes back all these bestowed things, what will happen to him?

—Probably, it will be quite difficult.

Fortunately, although the first half of his life was sad and rough, after he met Rong Xuehuai, everything changed for the best.

And in the days that followed, no matter how inferior and suspicious he was because of his past experience, how afraid he was to trust easily, because he underestimated any mistakes he made, Rong Xuehuai never pushed him roughly or insulted him angrily. , always treat him so tenderly.

When Wen Zhe returned to the room, he had an extra set of cicada listening boxes in his hand that could sing music.

He winded up the mechanism, and music like flowing water flowed out of the small box.The rustle of the wind blowing the mountains and forests, the gurgling sound of water, the melodious sound of warblers and the moving sound of cicadas.

Time is peaceful and quiet for this.

Wen Zhe opened the drawer, and these Luban locks, jigsaw puzzles, Huarongdao, Sixi people and other toys and small objects for viewing and playing that Mr. Tianhua gave him in turn lay in it, unconsciously accumulating a full drawer.

What he said to Jun Hua was all true, and he really wouldn't feel bored when Jun Hua took care of him like this.

Mr. Hanyuhua... Thinking of this name, Wen Zhe couldn't restrain himself from arousing some kind of indescribable feeling.On the one hand, he still remembers the message, but he can't help doubting whether it is true or not; on the other hand, he can't believe that Mr. Hua treats him well, he likes it, but he is also afraid.

Why...you have to be so nice to him?

No one has ever been so nice to him.It was so good that it seemed to wipe away all the hardships he had suffered in the first 17 years.

When a person has suffered great suffering in the world, he will inevitably be numb from the torture.However, if that person is still a child, it is easier to be deeply moved by the kindness given by others.

Although Wen Zhe didn't say it out loud, he really felt in his heart that there was absolutely nothing he could repay for the kindness Mr. Hua treated him.To say that the only cheaper return is probably a body that can withstand tossing?

As long as the other party is willing, even if Mr. Hua really has some torture tricks to use on him, it's nothing.He only hoped that...if Mr. Hansuhua really did this, he would find him interesting enough to make Mr. Hua happy.

Listening to the music in the cicada box was still trickling, Wen Zhe had already fallen into his own contemplation, until a sharp whine outside the door awakened his thoughts of flying to the horizon.

……what sound?

Wen Zhe pushed open the window and took a look, and found that there was a ball of velvet white in his yard.

What bird's chick?How could it be in his yard?

Wen Zhe hurried out of the room, and carefully picked up the fluffy baby bird for inspection.It probably fell from exhaustion when it was thumping and flying. There were some scars on its body, and it didn't avoid people. Seeing Wen Zhe approaching it, it even pecked Wen Zhe's palm lightly, as if it was being coquettish.

Wen Zhe never underestimated the birds and animals on Yuzhi Peak, because he knew that Mr. Hanyuhua had an extraordinary love and trust for animals.This young bird was born delicate and cute, with a faint white light flowing in its down feathers, it was probably the child of some kind of monster.

After all, this belonged to Mr. Hanyuhua, Wen Zhe didn't dare to neglect it, so he hurried back to the house and picked up a box covered with soft cloth, and settled the chicks in it properly.

what's next?Wen Zhe looked at the bird lying limply in the box, feeling a little hesitant in his heart.

If he hadn't told Mr. Hanyuhua that he was afraid of monsters, he just had to go to the west side of Yuzhi Peak and return the baby bird quietly.But the fact that he didn't want to go there was pleading with Jun Hua in a form of almost begging.

This chick is still young, and I can get so close to it. I can still use the reason that the baby bird is not too scary. However, I just said that I am afraid of monsters, and then I touched a group of monsters openly. In the base camp, any fool could see that he was deliberately deceiving.

From this point of view... I can only go to visit Hua Jun in the pagoda and hand over this little bird to him?