I can't afford it, it's super fierce!

The familiar Plum Blossom Forest, the snow is flying in the sky,

Jiang Li walked forward, leaving rows of footprints far behind.The surrounding area is quiet and peaceful, with no bird chirping or wind chirping heard, but a few gentle whispers can be faintly heard in the distance.

Jiang Li listened, a little familiar, and a soreness welled up in his heart, prompting him to quicken his pace and walk through the vertical flower gate to look.

For a moment, Jiang Li's eyes were wet.

"Everything is fine at home. Although our child is sometimes naughty, he is a sensible and good child. He never cries or acts willfully. Although he has many puzzles about your actions, he is considerate and follows. I said, you should treat him more gently, and every time you speak harshly and reprimand him, it will make Junge break up with you." Mother stood under the plum blossom tree in the courtyard, her plain dress showed a serene and soft temperament, the corners of her lips curled up. With a gentle smile, like a ray of warm sun melting into the frosty mist in the morning.

"It's the father's fault if he raises or not. A strict father produces a filial son, and I do it for his own good." His father is still handsome and handsome. When facing his mother, he often hides his murderous aura. The wrinkled brows are all stretched out.With a slight smile, he is kind and gentle. He is a good husband who takes good care of his wife. He almost never loses his temper with his wife.

"I understand, it's just that Junge is old enough to take care of himself. The chick has grown into a goshawk, and it should fly up to the sky and travel thousands of miles in the sky." The mother took a step forward and gently took his father's hand: "He is no longer that child who needs your wings to protect him."

"Really." Jiang Ming lowered his eyes, and there was a glint of vicissitudes and relief in his eyes.He subconsciously turned his head to look at the Hanging Flower Gate, not surprised by the person standing there, sighed lightly, and waved to him: "Jun Ge, come here."

Jiang Li was startled, hesitated for a while, and walked over in a strange way.

My mother is still in her prime, with a gentle and loving smile on her lips, but there is always a lingering distress and helplessness in her eyes.As always, his father was stern and harsh, as far as Jiang Li could remember, his father had never had the slightest bit of tenderness towards him.Unlike other children, they can hold their father's hand and go to the street to buy candy, can be carried by their father to fly a kite, can be accompanied by their father to ride a horse, and even if they are scolded by their father, they can still get comfort and care from their father.

Jiang Li had never felt this before.

As the leader of the Jiushu, his father is naturally busy with official duties.Even if it was a rare holiday, what he got was not the tender time under Cheng Huan's knees, but the heavy lectures, a serious face, and the punishment for not meeting his father's wishes.

"Grow up." Jiang Ming looked at his son up and down, and he stretched out his hand to put his shoulders on the same height as himself, with endless emotion in his eyes as if from a lifetime ago: "The child has grown up."

The weight on the shoulders was clearly heard, and Jiang Li's heart trembled.

"In a few years, you have grown into a heroic and good boy, and I don't know if your cultivation has improved." Jiang Ming waved his arm, reached out to the attendants who followed him, and took the sword: "If you stay where you are, look How can my father punish you."

The mother on the side shook her head helplessly, but there was long-lost joy in her eyes.

"Father, please." Jiang Li saluted.

Jiang Ming was very satisfied with the thoughtfulness of the etiquette, the sword was out of its sheath, and the father and son were separated by several feet. The snow fell in the air, and the moment it stained Jiang Ming's clothes, it was turned into a mist by the strong internal force emitted.With strides and leaps, the right hand poured strength into the sword, rolled up a murderous look, and stabbed straight at Jiang Li.

The mother looked nervously, and saw Jiang Li leaning backwards, balancing on her toes, dodging backwards quickly with that startling lightness kung fu, causing hexagonal snowflakes to fly up, melting into the snow curtain for a while , as if turning into a snow mist and dissipating.Jiang Ming was taken aback for a moment, and waited until the snowflakes fell to the ground, the front was empty, and the back was pierced by a bone-piercing chill.Jiang Ming reacted extremely quickly, returning his sword and sweeping away in time.

With a sound of "clang", the two swords collided, and sword winds gushed out, showing a tendency to destroy the dead.

Gorgeous sword moves compete with each other, and pure internal strength competes with each other. In just a moment, a hundred moves have passed.Jiang Ming condensed her left hand and took advantage of the gap behind Jiang Li's back to strike out.Unexpectedly, the white-clothed figure who was close in front of him suddenly dispersed and disappeared without a trace like a ghost in an illusion.This blow hit nothing, but Jiang Ming showed his flaws. He saw the sharp sword shadow suddenly appearing beside him. In the white snowfall, it was extremely fast, fierce and cold, and he could only see it with the naked eye. A few lights and shadows.The sword qi emanating from it devours the soul, like a net from heaven and earth, approaching the life of the prey, and there is no escape.

The tip of the sword stopped suddenly a foot away from the back of Jiang Ming's neck.

The snow falls, the wind breathes.

Jiang Ming stood motionless in the snow. Before long, he suddenly looked up at the blue sky. Seeing the white clouds floating, his heart widened like the boundless clear sky.

Jiang Ming turned around and looked at Jiang Li who had accepted Shuang Ci. At that moment, he smiled.

Smiling to my son for the first time.

"As your mother said, the chick has grown into a goshawk, and it should fly into the sky and travel thousands of miles. It's a pity that now, even if you regret it as a father, you can't turn back time." Jiang Ming sighed wistfully: " It would be great if being a father is not so strict to you. If being a father can accompany you shopping, riding a horse, dancing a sword with you, and studying with you like ordinary people, your childhood will not be so boring. If Give me one more chance, I will definitely spare some more time to go back home to accompany you, we drink tea, talk, listen to you acting like a baby, being lazy, such a happy family, what more can you ask for in life!"

Jiang Li's heart tightened, and he wanted to say something, but his words were choked by something.

"Haven't you always longed to go out of the house and go out to the outside world? You've grown up, and you don't need your parents' wings to protect you anymore." Jiang Ming stepped forward, reaching out and gently touching Jiang Li's head Caressing her, she said softly, "From now on, the sky will be high and the sea will be wide, let you soar."

"Father." Jiang Li's heart ached, and he felt light on his head, and the big warm hand left.He couldn't wait to grab it, but his father's figure flashed to his mother's side in an instant.He took his mother's hand again, and the two looked at each other and smiled, as if they had made an appointment to do something, they both turned their heads and showed a relieved smile to Jiang Li.

"Mother……"

"Junge, do you want to go with us?"

Jiang Li's footsteps froze, looking at his mother's surprised face and waiting eyes, he shook his head lightly: "I will go to find my parents, but... not now."

"Ok?"

"Someone is waiting for me."

"That's it!" The mother lowered her eyes and smiled, "You already have an important person in your heart, who can take care of you and protect you for the rest of your life. You must cherish it and never let it down."

"Yes."

"Then go!" The mother's voice echoed softly in my ears: "Go quickly, don't make him wait."

"Li'er, Li'er..."

Waking up suddenly, Jiang Li blankly looked at Gu Jinzhi who was calling softly.At that moment, although the body was tired, the heart was clear and warm.

"Li'er, are you having a nightmare?" Gu Jinzhi expressed concern: "Why don't you go to bed and rest, but fell asleep here?"

Jiang Li suddenly realized that he was leaning on the soft couch, actually leaning on the low table and fell into a dream.It is no wonder that the body is heavy and the head is dizzy.Jiang Li's hands and feet felt a little numb after staying in one position for a long time.Gu Jinzhi handed him the freshly brewed soup, and stroked his forehead with his hand: "You still have a low fever, don't you feel dizzy?"

Jiang Li shook his head lightly: "It's okay."

"You are still injured, you need to pay more attention to rest." Gu Jinzhi opened his front and sat down a few steps across from him: "I just received a letter from Yu Tai, and he and Qing Yan are rushing over. That boy Yu Tai is clumsy , the letter said that he sprained his waist and sprained his feet, and he could not get off the ground for several days in bed. Qingyan was by his side to take care of him, and he has only slightly improved recently, no, he rushed here in a hurry. "

Jiang Li drank the decoction slowly, as if he couldn't feel the bitterness.After a while, he took the wolf hair on the short table and dipped it in ink, and wrote a line of supernatural words on the snow-white rice paper: "When we meet Yutai and the others, we should return to Beijing."

Gu Jinzhi recited it silently, and said with a smile: "No hurry, at least you have to wait until you recover before leaving. Anyway, it's fine to go back to Beijing, so why don't you take a trip to Hangzhou. If not, there are still many beautiful and famous cities for you I'm going to play. I just need to go back to Beijing on the eve of the New Year's Eve."

Jiang Li was unmoved, and wrote: "It has been several months since I left Beijing, isn't the prince afraid that the queen mother will worry?"

"You don't have to worry about it." Gu Jinzhi said: "My king will send letters to the palace every once in a while, and all kinds of family letters reporting safety will be sent to Yongshou Palace every now and then. I will take you to visit famous mountains and great rivers. Now that you have revenge for your family, this is a happy event, so you have to celebrate it no matter what?"

Jiang Li met Gu Jinzhi's gaze, not so much with anticipation, but rather with a hint of worry.If he refuses, maybe Gu Jinzhi thinks that he has no interest in life, that after today he doesn't think about tomorrow, and that life is boring when his wish is fulfilled.

I can't help but think of the heart-to-heart conversation in Xinyu Building a few months ago. He used to regard revenge as the meaning of life. I don't know how Gu Jinzhi knew this. Maybe he guessed it, or maybe it was from a talkative Qing Dug from the smoke.

Just now the dream was bitter and sweet, but when I woke up, the bits and pieces in the dream gradually became blurred.But my mother's words were particularly vivid and vivid in my ears.

You already have an important person in your heart who can take care of you and protect you for the rest of your life.It must be cherished and not let down.

Jiang Li was a little sour but couldn't help smiling happily, dipped in the ink again, and wrote one word stroke by stroke: Good.

Gu Jinzhi's half-suspended heart fell steadily, and he held Jiang Li's hand overjoyed: "Then it's settled?"

Hexi's sunlight shines on the hibiscus flowers blooming on the low table. The pink flowers reflect Jiang Li's white face like jade, eyebrows like distant mountains and eyes like water, as if the top Danqing masters have carefully drawn all their life's learning.

The son is like jade, and the bright jade is like water, but when he saw him smiling like a bright moon in his arms, he nodded slightly: "Yeah."