Miss Cousin is Always Busy

The weather is getting colder, Junzishu is going to Hangzhou.

"Do you really want to go?"

Qianxing stood at the door of the teaching hall, reading Junzi's book.

"Really go."

"Do you really not regret going down that road?"

"I haven't started yet, how can I regret it? I will never regret it in my life."

Gentleman Shu lifted up a strand of his hair, curled the ends, and said playfully, but that voice was resolute.

"Let's go, call me back if something happens."

"When are you going to confess to her?"

"That's just me and her."

Jun Zishu waved his hand and got on his horse.

"Hey, Yanxi!"

Qianxing's voice amplified, causing Junzishu to turn his head.

"what's up?"

"Remember to come back if you are bullied, the devil's education raised you a saint, more than enough."

"Know it."

Gentleman Shu glanced at Qianxing, who was dressed in black and seemed to blend in with the background behind him.

Qianxing likes to wear black clothes more and more, throwing away all vitality, and becoming more and more mature.

Before Junzi's book left, she asked Qianxing a question.

"Qianxing, if one day you fall in love with a woman, but that woman has someone else you can't let go of, would you like to share her with others?"

"Huh? Am I such a generous person?"

Qianxing said that he wanted to hit someone on this question, what kind of broken question is this.

"That only means that that woman doesn't love me enough, can I do it?"

Qianxing raised his chin, looking proud.

Brother, you really deserve it.

Jun Zishu laughed, rode his horse and left.

Qianxing looked at the girl in red who was walking away, with not obvious envy on his face.

He really likes Yanxi's self-confidence, as if she can cut through all sharp knives and move forward without hesitation.

Even if she hits a wall, she won't regret it.

Qianxing sighed, turned around and entered the church.

By the time Junzishu arrived at the agreed destination, it was already winter there.

The winter in Hangzhou seems to be gentle, but the cold air can penetrate into the bones of people.

When Junzishu appeared in front of Shen Zheyan tremblingly, Shen Zheyan suddenly thought it was a hallucination.

"Sister Zheyan, won't you invite me in for a sit down?"

Jun Zishu sniffed, his little face turned pale from the cold.

"Why are you wearing so little clothes?"

Shen Zheyan frowned, and quickly pulled in the gentleman's book as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"It wasn't very cold at first."

Jun Zishu defended himself, then put his arms around Shen Zheyan, and rubbed into her arms coquettishly.

"Didn't you bring any luggage?"

"I did, but I didn't bring much. I thought it was troublesome. I just sent my things to Yunsheng. I didn't bring my dirty clothes, so I left them in the inn where I stayed last time."

Jun Zishu followed Shen Zheyan into the house, rubbing his hands while talking.

"Go to her first when you come back?"

Shen Zheyan raised her eyebrows, a little heartless, the first thing she did when she came here was not to meet her, but to deliver things, it seemed that she was not in a hurry to see her.

"Give it to her, it will save me another trip."

Gentleman Shu said naturally, and hurried into the room.

When she handed the things to Yun Sheng just now, Yun Sheng's expression was unprecedentedly excited.

Before leaving, Yun Sheng stopped her and asked her when she would confess to Shen Zheyan, if she didn't say it earlier, the longer it was delayed, the greater the harm.

How did Jun Zishu tell her? She said that she hoped that Shen Zheyan could like her more when she didn't know her identity.

Yun Sheng hesitated to speak, and finally sighed.

"Have you eaten? Are you hungry?"

Shen Zheyan held Junzishu's hand and gave her inner strength to make Junzishu's body warm up quickly.

"Fortunately, not particularly hungry."

Jun Zishu bent his eyes and smiled, the abacus in his heart was crackling.

Of course she knew that the sooner she spoke out, the less harm she would do.

But that's not what she wants, what she seeks is more than that.

If I knew it a long time ago, wouldn't the show be bad when the time comes?

The air is quiet, revealing a little warmth.

Shen Zheyan thought a lot in the past two or three months, and had a lot of words flowing in her heart, but when she saw the gentleman's book, all the lingering words that were suppressed in her heart and lingering on the tip of her tongue disappeared.

Shen Zheyan was not a person who was particularly good at talking, and she looked very clumsy at this moment, so she kept silent and just looked at the gentleman's book with her eyes.

The two of them stayed quietly for a while, Jun Zishu rubbed his stomach, smiled a little shyly, his eyes were bright, and he hooked his fingers with a gloomy face.

"Sister, I seem to be hungry."

"I'm going to cook for you."

"Let me go out to eat. In such a cold day, my sister doesn't have to cook for me."

"fine."

Shen Zheyan shook his head and walked out the door.

Jun Zishu followed, leaning against the door, watching Shen Zheyan start to light a fire.

"Come here later, sit here and warm your hands."

"Yes."

Jun Zishu looked at Shen Zheyan's earnest cooking expression, and couldn't help but feel a little bit unbearable.

Shen Zheyan is very kind to her, and has always been spoiled, but she wants to plot against her, it's really too bad, it's so bad.

[If the host can't bear it, then use another plan. 】

Junzishu did not respond, and still planned to stick to his plan.

This is the most hateful thing. It's not that she doesn't know that she will hurt others, but that she still insists on doing it knowing that she will hurt others.

Jun Zishu's plan cannot be changed, only in this way can she better choose Shen Zheyan out at that time.

In the original plot, there is such a section, which is played by Qian Xing.

Now Qianxing has been pushed aside by her, and she has snatched all the male lead roles, so Jun Zishu doesn't know if that thing will come, but judging from the general trend, that thing will come, so she Plan ahead now.

[Host, your thoughts are so contradictory. You obviously want to do good for the mission goal, why do you feel unbearable and guilty? 】

Some things, although the starting point is good, can't cover up the harm and essence it brings, and there is no contradiction between the two.

Stealing from the rich and giving to the poor should be like this, but it can't cover up the fact that his stealing is improper, just like she decided to make Shen Zheyan sad for that purpose.

The smoke from the stove and the sizzling sound in the pot infect the atmosphere of fireworks in the world.

Jun Zishu and Shen Zheyan lived a peaceful life in Hangzhou, and they were very close to each other, but neither of them broke the word, maintaining a tacit ambiguity.

Gentleman Shu used the reason that it was too cold in winter to sleep alone, or that it would be warmer for two to sleep together, and rubbed against Shen Zheyan on the same bed. Of course, Shen Zheyan had no objection, and welcomed him with open arms.

The two have different ideas and do not break each other.

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, won't my sister return to the sect?"

"I won't go back, I have already repaired a book and returned to the teacher's school."

"Well, then you just want to stay with me well?"

The gentleman's book stuck to Shen Zheyan's body, lazily not moving.

"kindness."

Shen Zheyan combed Junzishu's hair with her hands, and patiently braided her pigtails.

The gentleman's book is up to her, she doesn't have too many requirements for her hairstyle, as long as it is not ugly.

Maybe it's because his mood has been broadened, maybe it's because he got what he wanted, Shen Zheyan's martial arts has improved very quickly, although it can't be called a rapid progress, but it is also much better than before.

Jun Zishu was not idle either. After all, Kung Fu would be useless if not practiced. She was too blatant when she didn't. When Shen Zheyan wasn't paying attention, she practiced by throwing stones at trees.

Hidden weapon kung fu is well practiced, let alone a stone, a light leaf can kill.

The two of them had a more atmospheric year together, but there was not much difference in fact, it was just that the house was a little more festive, and they were always sticking together on weekdays, and it was the same during the Chinese New Year.

When spring came, the two of them were ready to continue walking.

It was still a long time, and they had only trekked along the road of the rivers and lakes not long ago.

After saying goodbye to Yun Sheng, the two continued westward.

Along the way, I have seen many people and many things, some are absurd, some are happy, and some are sad.

Shen Zheyan is a hero, but not a hero with a soft heart, otherwise she would not have killed a village by herself to avenge her revenge. She made decisive moves, and she could distinguish right from wrong, and her reputation in the hearts of people in the world is getting better and better.

Those who met Shen Zheyan later knew that there was a little girl in red beside her, and that where the little girl was, Shen Zheyan must be there.

Going around and around, when another winter is approaching, Gentleman's Book ushered in the plot point he wanted.

For the [-]th birthday of the owner of Yunjian Villa, he widely distributed hero posts and invited heroes from all over the world to attend.

Shen Zheyan also got such an invitation, and on the way to Yunjian Villa, I heard many people talking about it.

"I heard that the owner of Yunjian Villa invited the heroes of the world to Yunjian Villa this time, not only for his birthday, but also to show off his peerless famous sword."

"Really? I really want to see what the number one sword in the world looks like, tsk tsk tsk."

"It's just you? Huangkou Xiaoer, let's go back and wash and sleep."

The person who said it made a sound of ridicule, and the boy who was ridiculed blushed and responded harshly.

"You know I can't go in?"

"You need a hero ticket to go in. Do you have one? You don't have one. Although you say you don't have one to grab, but with your three-legged kung fu, who can you beat? Those who can go are the top names in the world. You Ah, it's better to rest your mind as soon as possible."

This conversation was heard by Shen Zheyan and Junzishu who were passing by, and a light flashed in Shen Zheyan's eyes, and he seemed quite looking forward to it.

"I don't know if what these people said is true, but it would be great if I could really see the sword."

Shen Zheyan is a swordsman, there is no swordsman who does not love swords, and her sword is good enough, but compared with the peerless famous sword in Yunjian Villa, it is nothing.

"I think it's probably true, just go and have a look."

Junzishu said with a smile, but an inexplicable color flashed across his face.