Taibai into the moon

Xiao Yin was walking on the way back, recalling what Huairou said just now, but he didn't have any clue.Even Huairou herself didn't explain the ins and outs clearly.

Xiao Yin couldn't help wondering if the host of Qingfeng had taken precautions against him and didn't tell him everything.

Xiao Yin walked to the east courtyard with his hands behind his back, thinking of going to see Song Ling.

"Young Master Xiao." The guard who came from behind stopped Xiao Yin.

"Ok?"

"Young master Xiao, the suzerain of my family is welcoming you in the dining room, Miss Song has already passed."

As soon as Xiao Yin heard that Song Ling had passed, he immediately asked his attendants to lead the way.

It's time for Song Ling to burn a stick of incense, and now she is sitting in the seat arranged for return, with Mrs. Xie sitting next to her.Although Mrs. Xie was the former director of Mingyuelou, but I heard that she had already severed ties with Mingyuelou when she married Sect Master Xie.

But what Song Ling was worried about was whether what Xie Yi said was true, whether the young master really wouldn't come today.

Song Ling felt that Mrs. Xie was very warm to her, so she took her hand and asked her age, and even asked her horoscope.

Song Ling thought that the landlord had already communicated with the people in Niaomingjian, she was decent since she was a child, and Song Ling would not refuse if asked by her elders.

"I was picked up by my brother. I don't know the exact date of birth, but my brother congratulates me every year on the day he picks me up."

Mrs. Xie caressed her hand, feeling very distressed, this girl is too pitiful.

The more Mrs. Xie looked at Song Ling, the more she liked her, thinking that her son really knew how to judge people.

So good-looking and so gentle.

Before the banquet started, Xie Yi suddenly ran to Mrs. Xie's bedroom, and told Xie Chuxuan and his wife that he had a crush on a girl.

Xie Chuxuan also joked: "You boy, you got excited before even writing your horoscope."

Mrs. Xie gave him a blank look, and said, "Who is that following?"

Xie Chuxuan was shrewd and capable on the outside, and looked upright, but only Niaomingjian knew that his suzerain was a wife-slave.The suzerain's wife said exactly what she said.

As soon as Mrs. Xie heard that her son had someone he liked, she immediately asked someone to invite her here in advance, and she had to go and see first.

Leave the father and son alone in the bedroom.

"Son, let me tell you, you will have to meet others in the name of the young master sooner or later, so your master is right, you have to act first these few days!" Xie Chuxuan advised his son in the bedroom.

Xie Yi frowned, and said: "I promised her everything, I will give her an answer tomorrow."

Xie Yi drooped his head, and said decadently: "If you don't agree, she will definitely be sad. If you agree, wouldn't it be a promise?"

"You are stupid, Mingyue Tower didn't tell your father about the marriage." Xie Chuxuan said.

"Murong Mingyue, this old fox, did he come to get married? He came to seduce you." Xie Chuxuan said bitterly.

"Father, Ling'er is not such a person. She told me everything, but she doesn't want to."

"Hey, you are willing if she doesn't want to. Let me say that it really fell on their house."

"Anyway, this matter is no longer on the surface. If the girl really doesn't want my father to refuse you, if you are capable, we will marry you back with a big sedan chair." Xie Chuxuan patted his son on the head.

"You really don't follow me at all." Xie Chuxuan said bitterly.

"Then father, don't let your mouth slip, if there is a chance..."

"Tsk." Xie Chuxuan smacked his lips.

"Fate is all nonsense. If I hadn't chased after me back then, I would not have you today." Xie Chuxuan said.

"Father, my mother and Ling'er are both from Mingyuelou, tell me what it was like when you chased my mother back then?" Xie Yi looked at Xie Chuxuan and said, "I will have a clue at that time."

"Son." Xie Chuxuan patted his son's shoulder and said, "There is no other like your mother in the world. The trick of chasing someone is not easy to put on your mother."

The boy outside came to deliver a message, Xie Chuxuan patted his son's head, got up and left first.

Xie Yi was skeptical, not knowing what was different about his mother.

But it doesn't matter, Xie Yi took out Pianfeng in his arms to look at it, and he had a certain idea in his heart.

Xie Yi still remembered the matter of Qiao Fan, at that time he also sighed for a while, but he didn't understand why Qiao Fan cried so heartbreakingly.

But when Xie Yi saw Song Ling, she was so beautiful that Xie Yi didn't dare to touch her, and every time she shed tears and frowned, Xie Yi was worried.

If one day she left, Xie Yi thought, maybe he might not be as good as Qiao Fan.

Mrs. Xie pulled Song Ling to talk for a while, and Xiao Yin rushed over.Men and women sit at separate tables.

After Xiao Yin and Song Ling talked a few words, they went to Xie Chuxuan's table.

Mrs. Xie looked at Xiao Yin and said, "This is the youngest director of Mingyue Tower. He is really young and promising, and he is a good-looking talent."

"Ma'am, my brother is just following the landlord's arrangement." Song Ling said.

Mrs. Xie took Song Ling's hand and smiled, "Tell your father, don't listen to that old fox in everything, and you won't be able to do serious things."

Qingfeng Building.

Huairou was sitting comfortably on the bed, with a book in his hand that he had been reading all the time, still thinking about what he saw at Tianye Gate, thinking about going to Liuli Xiaozhu tomorrow to have a look.

Yun Qichen cleaned up the dishes and walked into Huairou's inner room familiarly.

"Finished?" Huairou raised her eyes and asked.

"Well, it's packed." Yun Qichen moved the low stool beside him and sat in front of the bed.

"A Rou, today that Xiao Yin came to ask about Tianye Sect, I heard you talking in a daze, are you lying to him?" Yun Qichen asked casually.

Huairou glanced at him: "Why do you ask this?"

"No." Yun Qichen said again: "The people in the front hall just now came to welcome the wind banquet..."

"I won't go." Huairou closed the classics in his hand, and refused flatly.

Yun Qichen said with a smile: "I know you don't want to go, I said we have eaten."

"It's just that if you don't go, the suzerain won't think you don't show favor?"

Huairou didn't raise her head again, "No."

Huairou never took part in any banquets, and when he returned to Niaosongjian, there were only two places, Qingfeng Lanyue and Liuli Xiaozhu.

Yun Qichen leaned on the table with his fan propped on his forehead, watching Huairou take advantage of the two candlesticks to read the classics in his hand.

The classics are very old, and it seems that he has opened them many times.

"Why are you watching this?"

"Because I wanted to know something."

Yun Qichen thought for a while, then straightened up, "He Guang!"

The fan in his hand turned back into a long sword.

The room became much brighter in an instant, and the inner room was like daytime.

"Why is it so bright?" Huairou squinted at the blade.

"Because it... is happy to see you." Yun Qichen held the sword, pointing the point at the wall.

"The candlestick is too small, it's not good for your eyes if you look at it like this."

Huairou looked at He Guang and curled his lips, "It's a waste of money to illuminate it."

"Pfft haha." Yun Qichen couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"There is a lovely old friend who used to ask me to give him light."

Huairou stopped flipping the book, looked up at Yun Qichen, and said, "Is that your lost travel companion?"

"Huh?" Before Yun Qichen thought about it for a while, it seemed that in order to explain his identity, he really seemed to have said something about his fellow travellers.

Yun Qichen was surprised that Huairou still remembered the sentence he casually mentioned at that time.

Yun Qichen had no choice but to touch his nose, and answered vaguely.

At a place that Yun Qichen didn't see, Huairou's eyes darkened for a moment, and then he blew out the candle.

"Follow it."

I don't know why, Huairou can still read the classics in his hand in front of the candle, but next to the sword, Huairou feels that the books in his hand are written in nonsense.

Shenwu Seventeen... Today's candles are very bright...

In the winter of the 17th year of Shenwu... Yun Qichen also had a fellow traveler.

Huairou: What is this all about?

"How many years have you traveled with him?" Huairou suddenly asked.

"Ah?" Yun Qichen's head was covered, why did he ask this again?

"Oh... just a few years." Yun Qichen said guiltily.

None of his ramblings seemed to be working tonight.

When Huairou heard him say that, his mind became confused.

Huairou stood up, even pulling up the sword and the person, "Go to the next door."

"what?!"

"Going right now!"

After driving out with a sword, Huairou felt much more comfortable...

Leave him alone for a few years.

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