Xue Huan

It was June, the summer sun was shining golden, and the plum trees in Wanmei Villa had faded away from pink, and were covered with green.

As soon as Ximen Chuuxue entered the garden, he saw the back of the man who was stuck under the plum tree.Thin summer clothes, a light black belt around the waist, outlining the slender waistline.Ximen Chuuxue frowned slightly, sighed inwardly, she was still too skinny, why hasn't she grown any flesh for so long...

"What are you looking at?" A cold voice sounded, Li Xun Huan turned his head, frowned and smiled,

"Looking at Meizi..." He thought for a while and then said,

"The plums are so well formed, I'm thinking that the wine will taste really good next year."

Ximen Chuuxue raised his eyebrows, this alcoholic, his body has only improved a little bit before he started wanting to drink.I heard him say again:

"Plum blossoms can also be used in wine. I don't know how it tastes, Simon." He turned to him and said, "Pick some wine when the flowers bloom, okay?" His brows and eyes were clear, full of anticipation.

Ximen Chuuxue curled his lips, opened his mouth and didn't say anything, Li Xunhuan said to himself again:

"I don't know how Xiaoxiang's Baihua Niang is brewed... Otherwise, in March, peach blossoms are picked to make peach blossom wine, in April, apricot blossoms are picked to make apricot blossom wine, and then the thorn rose blossoms are brewed again. Rose wine, sweet-scented osmanthus wine in August, and plum blossom wine in winter..." The more he talked, the more complacent he felt, and he felt that his arrangement was really good...

Ximen Chuuxue was hoarse, the corners of his eyebrows twitched a little, looking at the person in front of him who was talking and laughing, he gritted his teeth and said:

"These flowers can not only make wine, but can also be used as medicine..." After seeing the man's expression froze, he felt amused, and said, "However, it would be better to make soup."

"I'll make peach blossom cakes for you in March, apricot blossom cakes in April, and then rose cakes, osmanthus cakes, plum blossom cakes, whatever flowers you want..."

Li Xun Huan was silent, Ximen Chuuxue's strange mischief came again, but no one could see the clues from his cold face.He looked at him seriously and said:

"No flower cakes, but flower wine..."

"You should like these desserts...but" he changed the subject,

"You still like Huajiu?" Whether it was an illusion or not, his voice seemed to rise a bit.

Li Xun Huan smiled narrowly and said:

"I am Tanhualang, I lived among thousands of flowers back then, of course I drank a lot of flower wine..."

Ximen Chuuxue's face darkened, and said:

"Only flower cakes but no flower wine." Then, without waiting for him to speak again, she stepped forward and put her arms around the man's waist, gritting her teeth in his ear and said:

"From now on, you won't have the chance to drink flower wine..."

His scorching breath sprayed on the ear, and Li Xun Huan's half of his body became limp, and he took a step back. He was about to say something, but his lips were sealed by that man...

Slight golden glows sprinkled from the cracks in the trees, and on the hair, on the clothes, on the grass, round and well-behaved light spots swayed one by one, this scene is very cute.

.......

Ximen Chuuxue opened his eyes, the sky was already broad daylight, but there was still snow falling outside the house, the whole world was wrapped in silver, and the brightness was dazzling.The first plum tree bloomed this year....

"Report to the owner of the villa, Lord Ye and Chief Zhuo have arrived." Like the master, the servants are not used to the change of Ye Gucheng's identity, and the titles are still the same as the old one.

"Lead them to the wing."

"Yes, owner..." Then he said: "Mr. Zhuo brought a carriage of wine, which is the Royal Wine and the fine wine collected by the Escort this year."

"Put it in the wine cellar."

"Yes, my subordinates retire."

The snow had stopped, Zhuo Donglai and Ye Gucheng came early this year, and they were the first ones to arrive.

He got up and went out the door, but only saw Ye Gucheng in the hall.

Ye Gucheng said: "Donglai went to see him with the wine first, he doesn't want me to follow." His tone was a little helpless, a little indulgent.

Ximen Chuuxue was silent, nodded, and said:

"Please come inside the city lord." Then he ordered his servants to bring the tea for the guests, and led Ye Gucheng to the inner room.

Both of them had withdrawn temperaments, sitting opposite each other, the whole tea room was peaceful except for the gurgling sound of boiling water being poured into the porcelain pot, and the sound of Ximen Chuuxue turning the purple clay pot.White smoke rose from the mahogany tea tray, blurring his vision. Ye Gucheng looked at the person making tea with his head bowed opposite him. A trace of star white flashed through his shiny black hair, which hurt his eyes. Ximen Chuuxue was about the same age as him...

"Please use." Ximen Chuuxue picked up a teacup and put it in front of him.

"Thank you, owner." Ye Gucheng took a sip from his hand.

"..." Silence shrouded again, Ye Gucheng looked at the clear tea soup, wondering what he was thinking.Ximen Chuuxue didn't care, just continued to refill the water, and the room was filled with the fragrance of tea again.

"You and I have made breakthroughs after the First World War. There is no opponent in the world worthy of drawing our swords, but..." Ye Gucheng still couldn't get enough of it. . . .

"The owner.....Have you ever regretted it..." He didn't know what to think of, and he opened his mouth by accident.

Ximen Chuuxue paused, he understood the nonsensical words, he asked him: Do you ever regret fighting with him... He raised his eyes to look at Ye Gucheng, which meant: How is it possible... ...

How could it be possible to regret it? If the Sword God didn't fight the Sword Immortal, he would regret it for the rest of his life, so how could the Sword God regret it?

The Sword God doesn't regret it, but what about Ximen Chuuxue...

Ye Gucheng declined to comment.

"Report to the owner, Chief Zhuo's bodyguard has arrived." The butler's words broke the silence in the room.Ye Gucheng, who was sitting upright like a statue, seemed to come alive in an instant. Although his expression didn't change much, his eyes were much softer and brighter.

The two got up to welcome them out, Zhuo Donglai was standing outside the door in a purple velvet fur, it seemed that he had no intention of coming in.He first glanced at Ye Gucheng, then at Ximen Chuuxue who was standing beside him, and greeted him with a smirk:

"Lord Ximen." Then without waiting for his response, he turned to Ye Gucheng and said:

"The tea in Wanmei Villa is much sweeter than that in my Escort Bureau. If Your Majesty likes it, you can drink a few more cups here. It's just that the grassroots still have to make a living, so I won't be here to accompany you two... ..." After finishing speaking, he glanced at Ye Gucheng, turned and left.

Ye Gucheng smiled wryly in his heart, Zhuo Donglai's awkwardness hadn't changed at all for so many years, he smiled apologetically at Ximen Chuuxue, and said:

"Don't be offended, owner, he's just...in a bad mood..." He couldn't go on talking, who could be in a good mood today.Zhuo Donglai hates Ximen Chuuxue, and Ye Gucheng knows that Ximen Chuuxue doesn't like Zhuo Donglai either, so why should he say more.

"There is still a backlog of things in the palace, so I will leave without disturbing you."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded and said:

"Butler, see off the guests."

Ye Gucheng nodded, bowed to him, then turned around and chased Zhuo Donglai.

After a while the housekeeper came back and said:

"Master Zhan and Flying Swordsman have also arrived, and Daxia Lu sent a message saying that he has brought this year's new wine from the Hua family and will be arriving soon."

"Well, where are they?"

"Flying Swordsman and Young Master Zhan have been here for quite a while. The owner has just been receiving City Master Ye so he didn't report. They should be in Qingmeixuan at this time." Ximen Chuuxue once ordered that there is no need to report specifically. The two have the best relationship with Li Xunhuan. He often came to see him, so he didn't want to be more restrained.

Ximen Chuuxue hadn't stepped into Qingmeixuan for a long time, and the familiar scene at the door made him feel dazed for a while.From a distance, I saw Ah Fei talking to a maid in a yellow shirt. He didn't seem to have changed at all after so many years, he still had a back made of steel and iron, and he didn't look angry or angry.

When the two saw him coming, the maid bowed first and said:

"I've seen the owner." It was just that her tone was blunt and her voice was cold, which was in great contrast to her pretty appearance.Ximen Chuuxue clearly remembered that at first this girl was the loudest, as lively as an oriole out of the valley.

"Xiaozhu, you go down first."

"Yes." After saying that, without even looking at Ximen Chuuxue, she bowed and backed out.

"When did you arrive?" Ximen Chuuxue said to Ah Fei.

"I set off before dawn. That kid has searched for a lot of good wine this year, and he rushed to present the treasure early in the early Qing Dynasty." When he said "that kid", there was a hint of warmth in his eyes.

Ximen Chuuxue was silent, this second young master Zhan, although he is now the head of a village, he will always look like a child who can't grow up in front of Li Xunhuan.

"You're not going?"

"I just came back and was driven over by him."

Ximen Chuuxue raised his eyebrows, Ah Fei said:

"If you want to speak ill of me, you will naturally have to hide my back. He will definitely sue my eldest brother for how I bullied him this year." He couldn't help laughing himself.

Ximen Chuuxue curled his lips, he could imagine Li Xunhuan's mood when he heard it.

A few years ago, these two people still looked like they were at war with each other. Time really is the biggest killer, and now they can talk together calmly.

The world has changed, everyone has changed, or everyone has not changed, but he himself has changed.Ximen Fuxue stared blankly at the direction of Merlin in the distance...

When the two walked out of Qingmei Pavilion, they could hear the sound of arguing from a distance.That voice was Lu Xiaofeng, he arrived so soon?

It was only when I walked in that I realized that it was Er Shao Zhan who was unilaterally attacking Lu Xiaofeng verbally with a disgusted expression on his face...

"Fortunately, you are still a hero who has been famous in the world for many years. The wine you have drunk is worth a hundred catties. If you don't have this knowledge, don't just open your mouth to slander..."

"Xiaoxiang, what's the matter?" A Fei interrupted his words like a cannonball.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at A Fei as if seeing a savior, and sighed in his heart: He didn't say anything, and just provoked this little devil to be reluctant... Just as he was about to explain, Zhan Erxiang couldn't wait to say:

"He actually said in front of my elder brother that I was adding water to the wine..." He gave him a hard look as he said that, the rare and strange hero actually said that in front of his elder brother.

"I didn't...I didn't see..." Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his nose and said vaguely.He also remembered that there is such a thing called wine jade in the world, which needs to be melted with snow water to form a fine wine, but that thing is almost all in the legend, and he did not expect Zhan Xiang to find it... .

"Why should you be as knowledgeable as him, not everyone has seen Bibocui." A Fei reassured: "Besides, elder brother must be more knowledgeable than Lu Xiaofeng, how can I misunderstand you." The wine is comparable to the top Zhuyeqing.

Only then did Zhan Xiang calm down:

"That's right, elder brother is a wine fairy." He looked at Lu Xiaofeng proudly.

Lu Xiaofeng was dumbfounded, and then hurriedly said yes, not to mention Li Xunhuan's old alcoholic for decades, but anyone who praised his big brother in front of this young master must be right.

Seeing his attitude, Zhan Xiang snorted lightly, expressing his forgiveness.

Only then did Lu Xiaofeng breathe a sigh of relief, although he had an apologetic smile on his face, there was still a trace of affection in his eyes.Time has made them strangers, but this young master is still as bright and charming as when they first met, which makes people feel inexplicably: fortunately, fortunately......

It was only then that Zhan Xiang saw Ximen Chuuxue who was with A Fei, looked at his cold face, and greeted with some awkwardness:

"Lord Ximen."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded, the noise just now made his eyes melt a lot, he asked:

"You actually found Jiuyu?"

"Half a year ago, my caravan got the news that a Jiuquan was dug in the extreme north. A Fei and I rushed there, but we didn't expect it to be this treasure. I thought, who in the world is entitled to enjoy this thing except the big brother. Originally It is also something that has no owner, and I can be worthy of such a genius treasure if I find him a suitable owner."

He said it lightly, how much money and interests are represented behind this stone, and there are countless people fighting for it. He must have gone through a lot of dangers to get it.

"I gave the things to Xiaozhu, she can make wine for big brother at any time..."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't say a word, he would be kinder to those who are devoted to Li Xunhuan, now it's getting late, he asked them:

"Go to the house for some refreshments?"

"No, there's something else at home, so we won't bother you any more." Zhan Xiang curled his lips and refused, he was still not used to getting too close to Ximen Chuuxue.

"Farewell." A Fei didn't intend to stay any longer, seeing Zhan Xiang speak, he also said goodbye.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't force much, he looked at Lu Xiaofeng, meaning: What about you?

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the backs of those two people who didn't miss them, sighed, and said to Ximen Chuuxue:

"I made a bet with Sikong that monkey spirit, and now it's almost time, so I won't stay any longer."

Ximen Fuxue nodded and said:

"No delivery."

Before Lu Xiaofeng left, he looked at Ximen Chuuxue, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.Seeing Simon looking at him, he smiled, indicating that it was all right, turned around and left.He walked casually, but he was sighing in his heart: some things can't be done when they happen, even if he is his friend, there is no exception...

Ximen Chuuxue watched Lu Xiaofeng's back disappear, he actually knew what he wanted to say in the end, but he didn't care.Over the years, he cared less and less, except for that sword, except for that person...

The sun was getting thinner and approaching the western mountain, and the snow was covered with a layer of rouge. People in the village came and went that day, and finally he was the only one left.

"Master, the food and wine have been prepared in the pavilion." The butler said respectfully.

"Yeah." He signaled that he understood.

The two came to the plum forest one after the other, and many plum blossoms bloomed during the day.

Ximen Chuixue went to the plum tree with the greenest branch, knelt down and dug up the soil under the tree with his hands, and took out a jar of muddy wine. Wipe off the dirt on the jar, and then take another piece of plain brocade handed over by the steward to wipe it off.

He commanded the steward:

"Go down." Then he walked to the pavilion in the middle of the forest alone.

The curtains at the four corners of the pavilion floated with the wind, and a few small dishes were placed on the marble table in the middle, simmering with the stove.The most conspicuous thing is the freshly made plum blossom cake in the center. The crystal skin is made of agar, dyed pink and printed with plum blossoms. It is really lovely.

Ximen Chuuxue patted open the wine seal on the wine jar in his hand, and for a while, an elegant fragrance of plum mixed with the aroma of wine permeated the air.

This wine was planted last year. It is made from the most beautiful plum blossoms and the falling snow of plum hearts. I don't know how it tastes.He poured two cups and suddenly said:

"The plum blossom wine you said you want has been brewed, and the plum blossom cake has been made for you. You should be satisfied now..."

"..."

Then he picked up the wine cup and took a sip, then frowned and sighed:

"It's just you, a drunkard, thinking about such a bitter thing."

Yinyue hooked the west head, and the plum branches rustled softly with the wind, as if to refute the man's fallacy...

He said so, but doting and bitterness welled up in his eyes.Is it bitterness of wine or bitterness of heart, whoever judges clearly, whoever judges clearly...

Then he took the plate of pastries and the cup of plum wine and walked out of the pavilion...

I planted peach blossom wine for you in spring, sweet osmanthus wine for you in summer, and chrysanthemum wine for you in autumn, and now plum wine is ready to be unsealed......

You said you don't want flower cakes but flower wine, but I'll make them all for you. You can do whatever you want...

He stopped and placed the things in his hands on a stone tablet.road:

"There are so many people who come to see you at this time of year, and they all bring high-quality wine. I don't know if you still care about the wine in my village." But he knew that he would not dislike it...

Another gust of wind blew up some snow powder, and the plum shadows on the branches swayed, as if the man was replying:

Of course I will not dislike it....

Ximen Chuuxue stands alone under the shadow of the lantern...

You can do whatever you want......

A blue lantern, a lonely grave.....

Remnant snow all over the ground like a war...

Xunhuan, the plum blossoms are so lively, can you take a look? ……..

The author has something to say: Whatever you want...you can...

Peach blossom brewing in spring, sweet-scented osmanthus soup in summer, chrysanthemum wine yellow in autumn, winter plum fragrance in winter...for pleasure, you can do whatever you want...

Just, take another look at this day, take another look at this garden full of plums, and take another look at me. . .How are you?

This satisfies the weird resentment of the be party (well, there is also the author's...) Those who love be can regard this as the ending. . .For mothers like me, this is a nightmare. .Forget it~~ I will come back later. . .perhaps. . .