The villain has a white moonlight

Naturally, Ji Wuxian and Xie Niyu didn't copy seriously, Xie Niyu didn't copy much and felt sore, and read an impromptu doggerel, the cold wind rustled and the fallen leaves fluttered, and the autumn insects squeaked and chirped cheerfully, in this gentle and good night , There are three small cabbage they are being punished to copy, in order to express their feelings.

As for Wang Ruoxi in front, for example, she likes to do everything extremely well, even if she is punished for copying school rules, she must be in the first row and copy seriously.

The copied bamboo slips were neatly stacked in a row, and since the two of them entered the room, Wang Huan had never looked back, as if he was in a deserted place, and the moonlight shone in through the window, like adding frost. Well, within a few feet of where he was, it became chilly with his temperament, and the long brown-red hair didn't look like a warm tone on him.

It was nothing at all, but in this cool autumn season, there is a beauty in the iceberg but there is no stove in the past and the present, it is too desolate.

"You go."

"Go." The two said in unison after looking at each other.

After finishing speaking, there was a "ha" sound, and no consensus was reached.

After confronting each other for a while, Xie Niyu was finally defeated. Ji Wuxian got up and searched in the sandalwood cabinet not far away. After a while, he dug out a copper stove and took out a small cloth bag. .

He put the stove on the desk, opened the cloth bag, and found sawdust and coke inside, which he brought when he was punished and imprisoned in the first year after entering the palace, but that night was not cold, so he didn’t use it, because he thought I may be a frequent visitor here in the future, and I didn't take it away after the punishment was over. After a year, it was the season of maple red and frost, and it really came in handy.

Xie Niyu walked to the upright boy Wang Ruoxi.

Wang Huan was sitting there upright, his pen was flowing freely, his stern face, after all, looked like a boy, and under the warm yellow light, it gave people a soft illusion.

"That, classmate Wang Ruoxi." Xie Niyu walked over and knocked on his desk: "Sorry to bother you."

Wang Huan wrote two words, stopped writing, raised his head, and glanced at her.

There was a wind blowing outside the window, and the red maple outside the window was rustling, and a maple leaf was brought in by the wind, fluttering and falling on Wang Huan's inkstone.

"Uh?" Xie Niyu felt that his eyes were cold, took a step back, cupped his fists and said, "Sorry for the trouble, goodbye." He was about to retreat.

"What's the matter?" Wang Huan asked.

"Can I borrow a fire?" Xie Niyu was a little surprised, but because of her generous nature, she smiled and said, "It's too cold here, I want to light a stove."

"..."

"Don't you Wang master the power of thunder and lightning? You just chop it and light a small fireball." Xie Niyu held the stove, lowered her head and shook it: "Look, so little, it doesn't take much magic power of."

The sawdust charcoal in the copper stove was shaken, and there was a faint fragrance of pine branches in the air, or the raw material of the sawdust.

Xie Niyu was still thinking about how to persuade him, but saw a pair of well-proportioned and slender hands approaching her eyes.

"Okay." Wang Huan took the copper stove from the astonished Xie Niyu, put it on the table, took out a talisman, read the formula, and said: "Thunder and lightning come!"

Then a small lightning struck the sawdust and charcoal of the copper furnace from the Hand-Holding Talisman, and then a cluster of flames ignited.

"Here you are." He stood up and handed back the copper furnace to Xie Niyu.

"Old iron." Xie Niyu returned to his seat holding the stove as if sleepwalking, and said to Ji Wuxian with an expression of disbelief: "I actually borrowed the fire!"

"You are the omnipotent Miss Xie, of course you can!" Ji Wuxian laughed and said.

"I suddenly want to make Wang Huan this friend." Xie Niyu said thoughtfully: "My dear boy, I really didn't expect it, really, I just thought he was a tsundere iceberg boy who would not like everyone, I didn’t expect him to be so kind and helpful.”

Ji Wuxian put his hands on the pillow, leaned back in the seat, and said with a smile, "It can be developed."

"I'll go and tell him after he finishes copying." Xie Niyu glanced at Wang Jiaruoxi, who had returned to the sitting posture of the statue, and nodded.

She put the copper stove in her hand on Ji Wuxian's desk: "Old Tie, take care of the fire yourself." Then she went to the bookshelf, planning to find a few idle books to pass the time, as for that, she only copied a few minutes. One of the school rules that she didn't know, she took a look at it and was tired, and then stopped looking.

Ji Wuxian dropped the pen, put his hands on the pillow, leaned back, closed his eyes and wanted to rest his mind, but felt a cold air coming, opened his eyes, the stove was on the side, and there was nothing else.

"Is it a hallucination?" he murmured.

Several candles on the bronze lotus and crane lantern not far away were trembling at the same time due to the cold wind pouring in from the window.

The nights in late autumn are already frosty and cold, not to mention the ancient and modern Yique, which is a part of Zangshuge. I feel that this night at this time and place is much colder than usual.

Back then, there was a heavy snowfall in Gusu. He was wearing only a tattered single clothes, and he was frozen unconscious on the street. Almost half of his body was buried in the snow. He took off the crane feather cloak on his body and put it on for him. At that time, he was drowsy, and only felt that there was a layer of warm fabric covering his body, which together with the body temperature of the person protected him from all the severe cold wind knives. I thought I would never wake up again, but when the feather cloak gently covered me, I didn't even have the strength to open my eyes and say thank you, and my consciousness was also slackened, but there was a small but extremely firm determination to live thoughts.

Lan Xizhi brought him back to the Gusu Lan Sect, and he had been ill for a long time, the Gusu Lan Sect devoted all his efforts to treating him, and Lan Xizhi even went to see the new younger brother who was picked up every day after completing his homework. , Feed him medicine, talk to him.

Of course the illness has been cured, but there is still a slight chill at the root of the illness, which is not very serious.

But at this moment, he felt that something was wrong. The chill was not just an external force, but also a biting chill, like a tiny snake crawling across his skin and blood vessels, and his head was slightly dizzy.

Ji Wuxian wanted to get up, but found that she was a little helpless, she swayed, and accidentally knocked down the pen holder.

"What's the matter?" Xie Niyu was flipping through a book on the bookshelf, looked up at him, then dropped the book and ran over, concerned: "No, old man, your face is a bit ugly."

Wang Huan, who was seriously copying the school rules in the first row, also turned around.

"It's okay." Ji Wuxian said calmly, "I was just careless just now."

"That's good, that's good." Xie Niyu patted her heart and said.

"Axian, Xiaoyu, is that you?" A gentle voice came from the courtyard.

Xie Niyu heard the sound and knew who was coming, her eyes suddenly turned into star eyes, and she caught a glimpse of the school rules she had copied on the desk, that crazy like a wild horse, wild like a dog's claws scratching at the handwriting, it was she who was in the dark. The result of copying while dozing off under the light.

Knowing that Mu Qinyin was coming, she grabbed the bamboo slips, stuffed them on the bookshelf next to her, got up to block the place where the bamboo slips were placed, and yelled to the door with a sweet smile: "Sister Mu!"

"Sure enough, you are all here!" The woman in a plain skirt and purple hairpin walked in, with a slight smile on her lips, it was the medical fairy Mu Qinyin.

She held a food box in her hand and a soup cup in her arms. Seeing this, Xie Niyu hurried over and took the soup cup: "Sister Mu! Are you really a fairy? Bring food!"

"Well, I made some snacks for you, as well as warming up soup." Mu Qinyin put the food box on the table and said with a smile.

"Wow! There is my favorite osmanthus cake, osmanthus honey, osmanthus lotus root slices! Thank you, sister Mu!" Xie Niyu couldn't wait to open the food box, and was picking up the plates.

"Yeah, how can there be less of Xiaoyu's favorite snacks." Mu Qinyin scratched the girl's nose: "But sister Mu doesn't want to send it here next time."

"Sister Mu, I was wrong, don't be angry, I did it because those boys from the Tang family went too far." Xie Niyu hummed.

Mu Qinyin smiled softly: "Sister Mu knows."

"Haha, I understand, Sister Mu, you are reminding me not to be punished here again for making a mistake next time, okay, I promise!"

"Well, let's eat first, Axian, you serve the soup."

"Okay!" Ji Wuxian picked up the spoon in a polite manner.

"Over there...is that classmate Xiao Wang?" Mu Qinyin spotted Xiao Bai Cai who was still seriously copying the school rules in the front row.

"Come over and have something to eat together!" Her voice was gentle and beautiful, just like her own.

The author has something to say: The days in the academy should be the most leisurely time for Xianxian Xiaoyu and the others, and there will probably not be so much sugar in the future -_-#