Poison Girl Series: Water Flowing West GL

The whole city went to the funeral, the white tents were erected high, money was flying around, and Shui Xiliu was also dressed in linen and mourning, kneeling on the mourning hall.I haven't seen her in five years, and Shui Xiliu is also 25 years old. Not only does she not lose her enchanting beauty, but she also shows a more mature beauty. It can be said that she is in full bloom.Especially the deep and sharp eyes and the calm and confident smile on the corner of her mouth - it is really easy to associate her with a femme fatale.

Suddenly someone rushed forward and knelt down beside Shui Xiliu in fear, "Ma'am...just now I saw a strange person playing with Miss in the 'Dengxian Pavilion'. This servant doesn't feel like a person from Hongjiang City, but Miss does not allow this servant Excuse me, this..."

Shui Xiliu glanced coldly, "Didn't you see I'm busy?"

"Yes." The maid hurriedly lowered her head.

Shui Xiliu took a deep breath, "Forget it, I'll go take a look."

"Yes."

"and also……"

"Ma'am, please tell me."

"Call me City Lord from now on."

The servant girl blinked her eyes, looking a little panicked. In fact, she was already biting her lower lip nervously, "Yes, yes... the city lord, the servant girl slipped his tongue for a moment, the city lord is not to blame, not to be blamed."

"En." Shui Xiliu disdained to look at her again, and went straight to He Lanjie's wing in Dengxiang Pavilion.

The weirdo that the maid said—it was just a young man, really unfamiliar.

He is tall, but very thin.Wearing a light green Sichuan brocade costume, the waistline is circling with three strands of silver thread, and finally hangs down at the knot on his right side. Zhu Hua, who shines and reflects, looks very noble.Seeing Shui Xiliu walking in, the man paused for a moment, pursed his thin red lips, and when Fang turned his head, Shui Xiliu saw an old scar on his face, although it was not big, it was very obvious.The man's eyes were extremely deep, like a sucker, if he glanced for no reason, his soul would probably be sucked in unconsciously.

Shui Xiliu frowned: such a good-looking, but the whole face was ruined by a scar.Then I thought again: Probably men like this kind of scars, and they usually call them heroic scars!How many are considered heroic!

The man nodded slightly towards Shui Xiliu, his eyes were extremely humble, and the corner of his mouth smiled gently, instantly giving Shui Xiliu a kind of modesty and elegance like jade: "City Lord."

Shui Xiliu said in his heart that this person knows current affairs, and smiled, "Your Excellency?"

"Idlers from the Central Plains." He cupped his fists and saluted Shui Xiliu, "The city lord can call me——Yun Qing."

Shui Xiliu was slightly startled, "It turns out that it is Yun Qing, the second disciple of Senior Xie Mengchuan, a mysterious man from the Central Plains."

"It's right here." Yun Qing clasped his fists again and shook his head, "Yun Qing is not as powerful as Senior Brother Yun Du, and his master's kung fu is only superficial. The city lord should not give up the title of master, this..."

Shui Xiliu sized him up a few times, and remembered that Yun Qing had indeed heard about him in Jianghu, but he hadn't made much achievements, except that he showed his face at the Haichao Poetry Banquet held by Prince Beikun three years ago and showed off his prestige once. ——It's still the prestige of poetry and poetry, which has nothing to do with martial arts.For the rest, they barely supported themselves by relying on Xie Mengchuan's name and his big brother Yundu.

This person Yun Du has seen Shui Xiliu before. He is as tall and straight as a tree, and he dares to be a hero of the world.Compared to Yundu, this Yunqing is obviously very immature, as if he doesn't have much experience in the world.Thinking of this, Shui Xiliu pursed his lips and laughed, his beautiful eyes bursting with amusement, "Young Master Yun is getting shy, is it your master who sent you to Hongjiang City to pay homage to the old city lord?"

"Mother," He Lanjie walked up to Shui Xiliu at this time, interrupting their conversation. "Tell Brother Yun to continue teaching the boy how to use swords..."

"Jie'er wants to learn sword?" Shui Xiliu glanced at his little daughter and then at Yun Qing.Then he smiled, pleading in his eyes, "Young Master Yun, please give me a demonstration?" So that I can touch your bottom and see how heavy Yun Qing is.

Yun Qing agreed, and Xuan'er smiled slightly at Shui Xiliu.Shui Xiliu's eyelids twitched, and Yun Qing folded a branch in the garden, and began to make gestures, demonstrating to He Lanjie: "Why don't we learn 'pick' and 'throw' first."

"Okay!" He Lanjie's eyes lit up immediately, extremely excited.

Shui Xiliu thought it was just the beginning, but it was just a chance meeting, just a coincidence.But he never thought that he would really be entangled for the rest of his life until death.

I don't know if it was Yun Qing's intention, or He Lanjie really cooperated in this way, when she gave He Lan a wake on the tenth day of the funeral, He Lanjie suddenly begged Shui Xiliu, "Mother, I want Brother Yun to be my master! Brother Yun will be my master!"

"Jie'er," Shui Xiliu felt a little resentful, "Don't want to learn your mother's little golden whip? Didn't you always make a fuss about learning it?"

"Jie'er wants to learn swords!" He Lanjie nodded affirmatively. The mother and daughter turned their heads and saw the tall man standing quietly in the courtyard. Then he raised his head again, and Shui Xiliu's eyes followed Yun Qing's direction, which was the three characters of "Dengxian Pavilion".Yun Qing seemed to be looking at it thoughtfully at the moment.

Shui Xiliu patted He Lanjie, "Come on, then Jie'er will go over there to play first. I'll tell you Brother Yun."

"Oh, mother, don't lie!"

"This matter is too abrupt..." Shui Xiliu put on a smiling face and was about to explain.

Yun Qing waved his hand, "City Lord, Yun Qing will return to the Central Plains soon."

Shui Xiliu was taken aback for a moment, and frowned slightly, "Oh..." She groaned, then nodded stiffly, and quickly changed the subject, "Look, this flower is blooming well."

"One of the four gentlemen of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum."

"Haha, is that so?" Shui Xiliu just echoed, "I see that your temperament is as gentle as orchid."

"Thank you, City Lord, for your approval." Yun Qing had a half-smile in his eyes, staring straight at Shui Xiliu with clear eyes, and there was clearly an emotional expression in those eyes.

Shui Xiliu has seen countless people, and he is a meticulous person, how could he not see what is in his eyes.Presumably this Yun Qing was attracted by his own beauty, so he didn't say anything, "It's really hard work for you to travel thousands of miles to mourn City Lord Helan."

"Yun Qing didn't necessarily come here to mourn the old city lord."

"Huh?" Shui Xiliu was a little curious.

"I also came here to see the most beautiful Mrs. He Lan in the world. Mrs. He Lan, a lotus out of the water, smiled and said nothing, and was intoxicated by the cool breeze. Yun Qing didn't believe in senior brother at first, but now he has no choice but to believe it." At the end, he pretended A soft sigh, a bit of resentment, but not artificial, as if sighing and regretting seeing each other late.

Those were originally some frivolous words, but when the soft voice reached his ears, Shui Xiliu's heart fluttered inexplicably.Once upon a time, there was also a person as gentle as orchid, who was willing to use his thin hands to lift a piece of sky for himself.Thinking of that person's fair skin, and the gentle touch of his fingertips, it was hundreds of times better than He Lanrang's!

He Lanrang was so many years older than herself, and she married him for the sake of wealth and glory, and cheating Luo Qing was also one of the tasks in exchange.But when it comes to this love, love - after all these years, love seems to have disappeared along with Luo Qing's death.

The more I think about it, the more irritable and restless I feel, why do I think of the person I should have forgotten so frequently today?Shui Xiliu was a little sad.Her face twitched a little, "Mr. Yun said so, but I have already married."

"Well, it's Mrs. Yunqing who is abrupt." Yunqing is very sensible.

Yunqing?Luo Qing?

The fifth section is true and false (2)

Shui Xiliu looked a little dazed, the two faces were obviously not compatible, but their temperament was very much like the same person.Her heart suddenly stabbed, and the strange pain began to spread and circle.Luo Qing, I heard that she died on the way before returning to Sword Villa.That's right, how far can she escape with such a serious injury?Thinking about it, Shui Xiliu's face turned red, his heart beat faster and faster, and he whispered to himself, "The two people even have similar names, if Luo Qing is a man, he probably looks like him It's over." After finishing speaking, she involuntarily glanced at the other party.

"What is the mayor thinking?"

Shui Xiliu let out a "hmm", walked forward three steps, waved his right hand, motioned Yun Qing to look at the flower, "Just now when I mentioned this flower, I thought of the owner of this flowerpot."

The smile in Yun Qing's eyes did not diminish. Although he was smiling, there was an unpredictable chill in the depths of his pupils and mouth, as well as a sense of deep tiredness and disappointment, "Oh? Then Who is the master?"

"A person who is as gentle as orchid."

"Really?" The corner of Yun Qing's mouth seemed to have a self-deprecating curve.

Shui Xiliu was in a state of confusion at the moment, so he didn't have time to think, "Yes." Shui Xiliu turned around, but Yun Qing's eyes behind him sank quietly like stones sinking into the sea, watching Shui Xiliu, who had not been beautiful for many years, The changed back, with the lips sticking out, was actually a touch of unknown bitterness.

"It's a pity, but the flower died when it was a human." Shui Xiliu shook his head.

When Shui Xiliu turned around again, Yun Qing changed into a sad look between his brows, with a smile on his lips, "Don't think about the past, cherish the person in front of you."

"My lord is right." Shui Xiliu nodded, feeling really empty in his heart.

"If the old people don't go," Yun Qing seemed to be hiding something in his words, "the new people will never have a chance."

Shui Xiliu looked at Yun Qing's thin and tall back with some puzzlement, at the silver thread on his waist moving and shaking with his steps, and at his flowing black hair.In the vague place, I saw the back figure in the depths of my memory, and finally overlapped.Finally—disappeared from sight.

She was covered in cold sweat like she had seen a ghost!

Shui Xiliu returned to her bedroom in a panic, grabbed a maid, and lifted her collar, "Tell me, isn't Luo Qing already dead?"

"City Master, yes... is dead.