Yan Fei

The following year, when it was time for the Jianghu martial arts ranking, Ye Can asked someone to ask for a new martial arts ranking.

He heard that Bafang would be able to get the Wubang rankings, and he heard that Bafang also had a shop in Hanmei Town, and it didn't take long for him to bring it back.

"Third young master, who do you want to see?" The spy asked after looking at the ranking.

Ye Shen glanced at him, still writing in his hand: "Of course I read it from the beginning."

"Third young master, the top three haven't changed, and the top ten are just... just ordinary people, what's so interesting, why did you suddenly—"

"What did you say?!" Ye Shen turned around abruptly, and the brush fell down with a shake of his hand, half of the paper was soaked in ink, "The top three haven't changed?!"

The Jianghu Martial Arts Rankings are re-ranked every year. If someone did not go to the martial arts competition, he would not be listed according to the last ranking.

"Then...the leader...or..."

"Seven-sleeved sword." The spy curled his lips, "I heard that Bafang hasn't released news about him for a while, did he go out of Minghan? If he didn't go to the rankings again this time, I thought ..."

"Stop it. Find out his whereabouts for me." Ye Shen said with a dark face, "Damn...I want to see what he's up to."

Seeing this, the spy couldn't help shrinking his neck.Now that Ye Li didn't treat him as harshly as in the past, the spies could treat him respectfully and friendly on the bright side.Ye Shen has always spoken softly, but this is the first time he has seen him.

"What's the matter?" Ye saw that he was still stuck here a little annoyed, "Are you still going?"

The spy replied stupidly and left.Ye Shen knocked on the table, took out his cloak and went out.He went downstairs, left the Gusu Pavilion, took a boat across Yiwei and crossed the river to Hanmei Town.

The cold wind on the river is still lingering for a while, and it will not dissipate for a long time.Mrs. Ye didn't let Ye Shen go out in thin clothes, and she always had to put on his clothes before letting him go. As time passed, Ye Shen got used to it.

As he walked, he thought of his tree house in Sangma, the fox, and the muddy forest on the road from Sangma to Huofang.

I thought of Qi Sujian and the bitter medicine he fed.

Remembered his kiss.

Ye Shen suddenly couldn't move anymore, so he sat down in a tea shop by the side of the road, asked for a pot of hot tea, and warmed his hands with the old tea bowl covered with tea stains.

His teeth were chattering, and the strength and temperature could not crawl into his fingertips.Ye Shen lowered his head slowly, buried his head in the crook of his arms.

His mind was in a mess, and it hurt, as if a steel knife was stirring in the crevice of his brain.

Qi Sujian must have returned to Zhongyuan.But what did he come back for?Just for that damn ranking?If it wasn't for ranking, why did he come back?Why not come and see for yourself?

...Did Hai Niang come with you?

Ye Shen felt as if his heart had been pricked with an awl, and the pain made him curl up, but he stopped quickly.

What does he do now?But a good friend, I have no right to control him.

"Third Young Master, there is news." A white-clothed spy leaned on the table next to his ear, whispered, and put a very small bamboo tube in his hand, "The whereabouts of the Seven-Sleeved Sword are all here these days gone."

Ye Shen frowned, and tightened his grip: "So fast?"

"Since the appearance of the Seven-Sleeve Sword, his whereabouts... are very easy to inquire about, and besides going to the martial arts list, he has gone to one place... You can see for yourself, I can't tell you."

Ye Shen nodded, and asked again: "Is there anyone following him?"

"Yes. There is a child."

Ye Shen opened the small bamboo tube, took a look, sneered, gathered his cloak, checked out and left the stall.

"Three young masters..."

"Why are you still following?" Ye Shen turned around and asked, "Go back? What are you doing with me while your wife and son are hot on the kang? Didn't your wife just give birth to a seven-pound baby?"

The spy choked, saluted and left.Where did he get his wife?It's just that Ye Shen doesn't want him to follow him because of something, he still understands this.

There are rivers in Hanmei Town that draw water from the river, and there are many alleys.Ye Shen turned around in the alley, passed several corners, stopped suddenly, looked at the entrance of the alley, and walked there.That exit is a riverside path, you can go down and take a boat to walk by water.

At this time, it is just winter, and there are no boatmen.Ye Shen stood by the river for a long time, and also drank the northwest wind for a long time, his headache became more and more severe, and there was no one around him, his feet were weak, and he was about to fall into the river.

When he was caught by someone, his eyes were already clear.Ye Shen grabbed the man's collar with his backhand, stepped on it, pressed the man against the stone wall, raised his head and grabbed his lips.

The two kissed furtively by the river for a while, before Ye Shen let him go and gouged him out.

Qi Sujian lost his temper after being stared at by him.

"Why are you back? Where's Hai Niang? She left her daughter-in-law and ran away?"

Qi Sujian secretly slandered: I only remembered to ask something after I finished eating, and my heart became bigger and bigger.

"I... I didn't marry her."

"……How to say?"

Qi Sujian pursed her red lips, and said, "Do you still remember... that bird feather? It's the same one that was given to the person who gave Hai Haya Ying, and it was originally on you."

Of course Ye Shen remembered.After returning to Luhuaya that day, he wanted to keep some thoughts for himself.But he touched his waist, but found nothing.

"I wasn't sure if the bird feather was useful, so I had to separate from you first. Later, I used the bird feather to tell Hai Niang where it came from, and lied to Hai Niang that Hai Hauying and Gao The spotted bird died together, and he gave her the bones so that she could trust her a bit more..."

"Then this short-sighted girl was happy and let you go." Leaning against the wall, Ye Shen smiled, "Qi Sujian, you're pretty good at deceiving people."

Qi Sujian didn't speak.

He didn't know how to speak.

"Why didn't you tell me when you came back? I...I missed you for so long. "

"I thought... Maybe you have already met someone you like. If I came back suddenly, I would embarrass you... So I went to find Young Master Chi. But... But I still couldn't hold back... ... came to find you."

So the child who was following him was not Hai Niang, but Young Master Chi.

"Make it difficult for me...? In your eyes, am I such a person who can easily empathize with others?" Ye Shen's expression was a little helpless and a little hurt, "How could I like you so much?"

The winter in the water town is always full of spring and tenderness.

By the side of the deserted river, two people hid under the eaves covered with snow and hugged each other tightly, so many endless lovesickness melted between the lips and teeth of each other.

Ye Shen dragged him into the city from the small path of Gusu Pavilion, and the two hurried back to Ye Shen's house, dropped the bar, laughed softly and flung themselves into the same quilt, venting their accumulated energy on each other's body. After half a year of love and desire, until the corners of Ye Shen's eyes were wet with tears.

Ye Shen felt that all the bones in his body were about to fall apart, so he sat lazily by the bathtub, and with his red and swollen lips instructed Qi Sujian to take medicine from the shelf to bathe.

After the two of them exhausted their last bit of energy in the bathing pool covered in sweat, Qi Sujian took the leaf ginseng out of the water, wiped him clean and stuffed him into the bed.

"You, do you have any medicine here?"

"Medicine... Where did I get the medicine? What do you think of me..." Ye Shen yawned lazily, pinching Qi Sujian's cuff, "It's okay, just clean it up... How long will it be?" No see, sleep with me for a while."

He thought about it, and felt that although it was hypocritical, it was true: "I think you are thinking too hard."