【Yi Tian and Ren Minruo】Floating Life

If life is just like the first time we see it, will our distance have no end...

If there is time to say goodbye, will our concern be free from resentment...

[As long as you remember me, it doesn't matter if other people forget me]

It's a pity that for so many years, no matter how well she has lived herself and how she has a clear conscience, she can never find your end.

[If I have a guilty conscience]

Some people laughed at Wan Guchun, while others cried about Wan Gu's sorrow. The words she said on the day of Zhou Zhiruo's and Zhang Wuji's wedding still have no answer.

Sitting in that inn, Zhao Min suddenly laughed: "Who is she guilty of?"

One person blooms, the other falls, and the fast-paced life path, from the beginning to the end, no one answered her.

But she still remembers the first meeting when she was young, it was the tenderness of Chunyang, the best time in the warm white clouds.

...

many years ago...

"Junior Qingshu has met the teacher and the seniors"

"Junior Yin Liting met the teacher"

As soon as the deep and mellow voice from the inner room fell, there was the sound of horseshoes winding outside.

Perhaps this is the unintentional draught, but it has caused mountain torrents.

......

"I'm exhausted." She rushed all the way to the Central Plains without stopping. She was indeed very tired, and then she gave the person next to her a wink: "Hurry up and go."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Ah Da was already galloping past like an arrow leaving the string.

Not a moment later, the man came back with a sullen face, and said: "Princess..." Seeing Zhao Min's eyes widen suddenly, Ah Da shrugged and paused, "My lord, when this subordinate enters Seeing a few tables of people, probably more than ten people, and thinking that there should be spare rooms in such a big inn, how could the store make money, saying that today's inn has been contracted by someone, let us go Stay elsewhere”

Seeing that it was getting late, if she went to find another family, she might delay her journey to Hongmei Mountain Villa tomorrow. Besides, she was Min Min Te Moore, so how could she just go somewhere else?

"I want to stay in this hotel." There was a subtle light in the eyes of the man, and then he jumped off the horse like a cloud and flowing water, and then strode towards the inn.

The eight people who followed her understood each other, and followed behind with restrained momentum.

This distance is neither long nor short, and will eventually come to an end.

After she walked in, she said to the shopkeeper next to the counter without saying a word: "Prepare some good guest rooms for the masters"

The shopkeeper raised his eyes, only to feel that the person in front of him was very handsome, with an unconcealable elegance and luxury in his brows, not like a young martial arts hero, but more like a son of a wealthy family.

If they are members of the six sects, they can be allowed to stay overnight like Song Qingshu and others.

If not, this inn has already been booked by Emei and others, so I can only persuade them to go elsewhere with soft words: "My lord, the hotel has been booked in advance tonight, and there is really no room for everyone to stay in."

As soon as these words fell into Zhao Min's ears, the action of clapping the palms with the folding fan in his hand immediately stopped, and then he lowered his voice and said: "I will pay three times the price, and I will not rent your inn. I only need a few good rooms. Can"

"This..." the shopkeeper murmured as he walked slowly.

Everyone in Emei can only stay in a dozen rooms at most, and there must be some vacant guest rooms. Although the bright silver ingots are indeed attractive, the most important thing for businessmen is honesty.

After thinking about it for a while, the shopkeeper still felt that it was no exception. He smiled and said modestly: "Young master, I'm really sorry, there are really no rooms in this store."

"Really?" Zhao Min's voice was quite thought-provoking. The shopkeeper, hearing her incomprehensible smile, gave a general nod, and then saw her gaze wandering upstairs and around for a moment, without time to think about it. After thinking for a moment, he laughed louder and said, "Who has booked this inn?"

As early as when Emei and others were discussing with Song Qingshu and Yin Liting about the siege of Guangmingding, they were interrupted by Zhao Min who swaggered in, and they were a little upset.

Now it's all right, when he heard Zhao Min's loud voice unconsciously, Ding Minjun, who was the most irritable, galloped with sparks of anger, and wanted to yell at him, but was stopped by Miejue Shitai who raised his hand and signaled not to reveal his identity, Don't be too impulsive.

Then she got up by herself, with an inaudible smile on her face, she said softly: "My lord, the poor nun and all the apprentices have already explained to the shopkeeper, and we will stay here for one night, I hope you will understand me."

A low-pitched voice sounded behind him, and Zhao Min raised the corners of his mouth, opened the folding fan with a smile and turned around slowly.

But when she looked back, she was suddenly stunned.

When I met her when I was a child, I was quite terrified, and I only knew her surname was Zhou.

"Are you OK?"

Injured little Zhao Min heard someone talking to her in a trance, she lifted her heavy eyelids, and saw the girl who was looking at her, her clothes were old, she was about ten years old, but she had a beautiful face, she should be a stunning beauty when she grows up Embryo.

After thinking about it, her consciousness became blurred again, and she closed her eyes again.

Sleeping all night, and waking up again, the sky is already bright, and when I open my eyes, I don't feel the pain and heavy feeling like yesterday. It can be seen that the injury has improved under Xiao Zhiruo's care.

Looking at the black smoke rising from the extinguished fire, she struggled to sit up, and saw a gust of wind blowing the handkerchief that the man left in front of her.

It is called a unique beauty.

--week

The word "inch thread" embroidered on the bottom corner made her dazed, unable to recover for a long time.

The first snow in the harsh winter outside broke through the gap in the sky, fell on the square inch of the ground, floated into the ruined temple, and floated on her body.

It was originally a bleak and biting chill, but when his eyes touched the square veil, a trickle of warmth suddenly flowed through.

[Are you cold?Would it be better for me to hold you like this?] Someone’s faint soft voice came to her ears, like a yellow warbler flying down from a branch in spring, passing through the silence and coldness of the night , secretly leaving a string of melodious and melodious crisp cries, warming the whole winter.

She seemed to have never heard such a melodious bird song, so she unconsciously raised her eyes for a moment when she closed her eyes in a daze, and the overwhelming warmth surged up. This is the most luxuriant spring in the world.

At that time, the immature appearance of the little girl was engraved in this way, branded on it, and remembered in my heart forever.

At this time, she saw the person next to Miejue Shitai, who looked as beautiful as Zhilan, like Xiaolu dotted with water droplets, elegant and delicate, and revealed a sense of familiarity.

Then she recalled that winter night when the dream was still there.

"Young Master" Ah Da called her softly, and she woke up from her dull world.

For a moment, most of the people followed the voice and glanced at Zhao Min intentionally or unintentionally, only to see a white jade folding fan covering the face slowly falling down, the slanting smile and the sharp and handsome cheeks were clearly visible, and suddenly I heard the young man say: "Since that's the case, then I won't bother you any more."

Her voice was crisp, delicate and tender, but when she said it, most people were stunned.

He obviously insisted on living here just now, but unexpectedly the change is so fast like lightning.

"Let's go" Zhao Min ordered, and the eight leader Qi Yi followed closely behind, and left the inn.

But she didn't know that the girl sitting behind Master Jue Miejue felt a slight tremor in her heart when she fixed her gaze on her.

What is she watching me do?

Touching the Yitian sword next to the table with her fingertips, the doubts could not help but spread in the softest part of her heart.

......

The distant mountains are long and dark, and the moonlight is clear.

Hidden in layers of darkness, the man on the roof is resting his cheeks on his hands, and his pretty face looks like fluffy fresh snow in his eyes, melting into half a moat of spring water and a rain of flowers in a city.

"Junior Sister Zhou, it's so late, why don't you rest?" The people in the courtyard were dressed in white and plain shirts, Junxiu looked up at the moon, and when she heard the movement behind her, she turned her head and smiled faintly at Song Qingshu.

"Nothing? It's just a little stuffy, come out to get some air"

Ever since we saw each other again in Wudang, Song Qingshu only felt that Zhou Zhiruo was delighted at first sight, and even more stunned when he saw her for a long time. Such a gentle and handsome woman was in front of his eyes, like a full moon in the starry sky.

"Junior Sister Zhou..." Before Song Qingshu could finish his sentence, a small stone hit his acupuncture point quickly.

"Who is it?" Zhou Zhiruo saw a figure passing by on the roof, her heart sank suddenly, she picked up the Yitian sword, and chased after him with a snap of her fingers.

A breeze blew through the vast night, and in a blink of an eye, they came to a dark forest. Zhou Zhiruo seemed to slow down when he saw the man, and asked, "Who are you?"

Leng Feng's sword shadow came out of its sheath at the sound, but the person in front of him seemed to be prepared, he dodged it lightly, and clamped the sword in Zhou Zhiruo's hand with his index finger and middle finger with lightning speed, and then fell to the ground like snowflakes.

"Girl, don't you remember me?" Zhou Zhiruo clearly saw this person's face through the white moonlight from a distance of one sword, and it was the young master he saw at the inn this afternoon.

"It's you?" Zhou Zhiruo was a little surprised, and remembering that Zhao Min was hiding on the roof just now, like a thief, she couldn't help feeling suspicious.

She then kept her voice down and asked, "Who are you? Why did you sneak attack Senior Brother Song? Why did you appear in the inn just now?"

Zhao Min still looked calm, smiled and answered: "Girl, you ask so many questions at once, which one should I ask you to answer? Or I'll ask you one, can you tell me?" ,May I have your name?"

Hearing what she said, Zhou Zhiruo's eyes became more concerned: "You can answer one by one."

Seeing that Zhou Zhiruo skipped over her own question, Zhao Min was not very anxious, but used her internal force to cross her fingers, clamped the sword in Zhou Zhiruo's hand tightly, and then evoked an intriguing smile, and opened up the conversation: "First, this is a business. person, surnamed Zhao, single name Min"

Zhao Min took a step closer, and then replied: "Secondly, the girl may have misunderstood. I didn't sneak up on him, it was just a slip of the hand, so the little stone flew out somehow?"

Zhou Zhiruo was a little annoyed when she heard such righteous nonsense, but the man didn't feel any strangeness in himself, and took another step as usual: "As for the last one, I'll answer after the girl tells me your name."

Zhou Zhiruo turned her eyes away from the person who was close at hand: "I won't tell you"

"Are you really not going to tell me?"

This time Zhou Zhiruo was completely puzzled, this person sneaked into the inn in the middle of the night, and deliberately lured herself out, was it just to know her name.

She nodded in disbelief: "I don't want to tell you"

"Forget it" You can't force others to be difficult, Zhao Min glanced at the moonlight helplessly in his eyes, and said again: "Then girl, can you take back your sword?"

Hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo turned her head away, but bumped into a pair of tender eyes. At some point, Zhao Min quietly took another step.

This time it was really close enough to see my own small reflection in the other person's eyes, and the endless night staring at each other made the two of them stunned for a moment, and even more at a loss.

In March of Yangchun, although the night is getting cooler, you can still feel the warmth of the wind, but there is a butterfly like a quail dove in the quiet night, secretly asking [what's your name].

And the beautiful and delicate Fairy Gushe raised her eyes, only to feel that the young master is handsome and beautiful, and the crown jade is like a human being. It is not like she was brought to Wudang by Zhang Sanfeng before. The men in Wudang are so masculine and resolute, but there are more women Feminine and elegant.

Perhaps this is the third kind of stunning beauty between the moonlight and the night, the illusion of peripheral vision.

Zhou Zhiruo, who had reacted, was a little embarrassed, and her voice trembled: "Young Master Zhao, can you let go first?"

Only then did Zhao Min realize it, and then let go, took another step back, and bowed his head modestly and politely: "I just did it unintentionally, I hope the girl will not be offended"

Seeing Zhao Min let go of her sword, Zhou Zhiruo put the sword in her bag and said, "Master Zhao didn't mean it, so how can Zhiruo blame her?"

Hearing the word Zhiruo, Zhao Min suddenly looked up, and saw a smile drifting into her eyes with the lingering breeze, weaving into tenderness, and she unconsciously asked again: "What's Miss Zhiruo's last name?"

Since the name was said by accident, there is nothing to hide the surname. Zhou Zhiruo's eyebrows were like crescent moons, so she replied: "My surname is Zhou."

Then she remembered that it was getting late, and if Master found out that she was not in the room in the middle of the night, she would definitely scold her.

"Mr. Zhao, it's getting late. Zhiruo shouldn't stay for a long time, so go back to the inn first." As soon as the words fell to the ground, she dusted off the dust, and then fluttered in the wind like green waterfalls. It was a beautiful scene, with willow leaves falling like The old man brushed her between the eyebrows.

——Zhou Zhiruo

Those who stayed in the same place suddenly chewed three words in their hearts.

...

Zhou Zhiruo lost her father when she was young because of Yuan soldiers' pursuit. She was rescued by Zhang Sanfeng and brought to Wudang. Although she had Zhang Sanfeng's endorsement, she was still weak and lonely.

Living alone since she was a child, especially the desolation of living under the fence, made her always insecure. This situation also made her understand that many things are not qualified to ask for, and can only be hidden in the bottom of her heart silently. There is no great joy to be gained, and no great sorrow to be lost.

Later, she was sent to Emei and became a disciple of Miejue Shitai. Due to her talent and intelligence, she was highly valued and loved by her master, but she still only hoped that she was an ordinary junior sister of the Emei School, nothing more.

She is 19 years old this year, and she is in full bloom, so what will happen?

"Master, the Red Plum Mountain Villa is just ahead." Everyone in Emei drove for half a day, and when they were about to arrive at the Red Plum Mountain Villa, one of the disciples burst out with joy.

"Stop moaning, let's go quickly," another female disciple who was speaking just now whispered in a low voice.

As they were walking, they suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes. Everyone turned their heads curiously, but they were blinded by the blowing blow.

Because most people in Emei are born with beautiful faces, fearing that those romantic people will covet them, if they want to pick flowers, hunt for beauty, steal fragrance and jade, they have to wear veils.

But at this moment, when Chu Ji was in peace, Hui Feng turned a corner and finally delivered the veil on Zhou Zhiruo's face to the man under the scorching sun.

"Miss Zhou, your veil"

Zhou Zhiruo was familiar with the movement of her opening the folding fan, the sudden smile in the morning breeze, and the sweet words.

This person is Mr. Zhao Min who asked her name last night. After Zhou Zhiruo took the veil, she thanked her lightly: "Thank you!"

"Hey, this is not the person who begged the shopkeeper to give him a room yesterday in the inn with a face."

Ding Minjun's voice was easily identifiable in the crowd. After Zhao Min heard the sound, he pursed his lips and let out a soft sigh. He didn't want to worry too much, and said softly, "I'm a businessman. I just want a place to stay for the night. can be"

Miejue Shitai and Zhao Minsu didn't know each other, so naturally they knew each other, and they didn't want to cause any unnecessary troubles, but just now they heard Zhao Min calling Miss Zhiruozhou, and they felt strange, apart from the meeting at the inn, there was nothing else How do you know her last name?

The teacher closed her eyes at Zhao Min with a smile: "Young master, what you said makes sense." Then she gave Zhou Zhiruo a wink, signaling her to come to her side.

Zhao Min's heart was like a bright mirror, and he could see that Zhou Zhiruo's master was not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he stopped talking, bowed his head respectfully, snapped back his fan, stepped on the stirrup, got on his horse, and disappeared into the empty street.

The paper is short and the love is long. Most of the first encounters do not have the tsunami and mountains, and some of them just come by ferry and meet each other on the shore.

As for what answer?What final decision?

——Please tell the other party later in the unknown