Brilliant thorn

Fu Shaoyu's warm breath, coupled with the pampering that came from his bones when he spoke, it is easy to sink people.

What's more, the two people's postures are extremely ambiguous, giving Xiao Jue a feeling that he is about to kiss.

Xiao Jue pushed the person away first, stood up, pulled the hairband from Fu Shaoyu's hand, and said in disgust, "It's ugly."

Fu Shaoyu lay on the ground with a smile: "Do you know that you are so cute when you say something that you don't mean?"

Xiao Jue made a gesture to kick him, but the man grabbed his ankle with his hand, and the bright sun and flowers were reflected in his eyes.

"Quickly say something you like to hear."

"roll."

"Hurry up, I want to hear you say you like it."

Some petals swirled down from the top of Xiao Jue's hair, fluttering, and landed on Fu Shaoyu's neck.

The two stood and lay down, looking at each other for a long time, Xiao Jue was the first to lose the battle, and turned his head and said viciously: "You are so annoying. I like it, do you hear me?"

Fu Shaoyu laughed out loud this time, grabbed the ground from his side with both hands, raised a lot of falling flowers, and finally fell back on his body, stained with dirt on his face.

"Stupid are you?"

Xiao Jue snorted coldly, turned around and was about to leave, when he heard the man say "I like it too" with a vague smile.

He paused for a while, held the red hair tie tightly, and walked forward without looking back.

Fu Shaoyu lay on the ground for a while, then got up to catch up, his clothes were stained with flower mud, Xiao Jue didn't remind him, just watched him walk through the bustling crowd with cold eyes, and received a lot of stares.

Seeing that there were many beautiful girls with spring eyes, he was secretly angry again, and finally couldn't help kicking Fu Shaoyu.

"Take off your outer shirt, it's dirty to death."

The two walked back in a leisurely manner, and passed by the stall selling hair ropes. Fu Shaoyu stopped to say hello to the aunt: "The hair tie has been delivered, thank you."

"Really?" The aunt asked enthusiastically, "Then your wife likes it?"

Xiao Jue's ears moved, Fu Shaoyu glanced at him, nodded and smiled, "I like it very much."

As expected, he got kicked again.

"Sir, do you want to take a look at this handkerchief and hairpin again? They are very good things." The aunt looked at Fu Shaoyu with a very kind gaze, as if looking at a human-shaped money box, "Is your lady right here?" Where is it nearby? Why don’t you bring someone over and pick it yourself.”

Qian Xizi's feet were about to be trampled, so he managed to maintain a smile and said "Come again next time", then put his arms around Xiao Jue's shoulders and led him away with big strides.

The aunt behind him still hadn't given up, and yelled "I can give you a little bit cheaper", Fu Shaoyu quickly turned a corner and completely disappeared from the other party's sight.

Seeing his embarrassment, Xiao Jue said sarcastically, "Brother Yu is really amazing."

Fu Shaoyu tilted his head and looked over, "Where did you start talking about this?"

"First the girl from the Zuixian Building, and then the Yan family's prospective daughter-in-law, and now even the old woman who sells things is chasing you," Xiao Jue raised his eyebrows, "You really don't pick on meat and vegetables."

"Hiss, your mouth is so powerful." Fu Shaoyu pinched his mouth with two fingers, twisted it lightly, and withdrew his hand before the other party got angry, "Then why don't you mention my plain old man?" The lady who came out? He accepted the hair tie I gave him, and he was very happy."

"You!" Xiao Jue's ears turned red, and he wanted to strike again, but was held down by Fu Shaoyu.

"Don't move and you have to fight. There are too many people here, so it's not good to cause misunderstandings." Fu Shaoyu patted the back of his hand, and then held his whole hand, "I won't tease you, honestly, I will go back after enjoying the flowers for a while .”

"Let go." Xiao Jue scolded in a low voice.

"No, what if you hit me again?"

Fu Shaoyu tightened his palm, no matter how Xiao Jue struggled, he just wouldn't let go.In the end, Xiao Jue was tired, so he simply gave up and let him lead.

A few people walked towards them, seeing these two people swimming hand in hand, they couldn't help but take a second look.

Especially the one wearing the blindfold, tall and tall, with a handsome appearance, and without long hair, at first glance he looks a bit indistinguishable.

"Keep watching if you want to die." Xiao Jue gave those people a cold look.

Someone wanted to come over to make a noise, but when they saw the sword on his waist, they retreated timidly.When he walked a little further, he heard someone in the group curse in a low voice, "Die Duanxiu".

Xiao Jue revealed that Frost wanted to go back, but was pulled back by Fu Shaoyu.

"What to do?"

"The tongue can't speak, you can pull it out and do something else."

Fu Shaoyu frowned slightly, and said disapprovingly: "Your aggressive spirit is too strong."

Xiao Jue's heart sank, he shook off his hand, and asked, "You first met me?"

Fu Shaoyu pondered and remained silent, Xiao Jue was flustered and disturbed for no reason, the two of them were never fellow travelers, and the momentary warmth these days was nothing but a fig leaf that could be easily torn.

After a moment of silent confrontation, Fu Shaoyu sighed lightly, stepped forward and pressed his saber back.

"Let them go. The weather, scenery and atmosphere are all so good today. Don't let irrelevant people disturb your good mood of traveling together."

Xiao Jue looked up at him with indescribably complicated emotions.

"Don't look at me like that."

Fu Shaoyu took hold of the back of his head with one hand, and covered his eyes with his palms. After a while, he gently hugged Xiao Jue in this position, and then let go.

"I was the one who said something serious just now, don't be angry."

Xiao was definitely not angry with his words, he was angry with himself.

For a moment, he hated his own background so despicably, just standing beside Fu Shaoyu made him lose his dignity and face.

Then he hated Fu Shaoyu's position again.

What's so good about being a gentleman?Let's sink into the abyss together, kill if you want to kill, set fire if you want to, and you can still live wantonly and freely.

He was no longer in the mood to admire the flowers, and Xiao Jue didn't listen to what Fu Shaoyu said next to him.

When I returned to Yan Mansion, my mood reached the lowest point.

It was all festive red, and the housekeeper, Uncle Feng, was busy, directing the servants to arrange the courtyard, showing the importance that the master attached to this marriage, and to the young master of the Yan family.

"Huh? My dad is back?"

Yan Feishuang glanced around and saw that the boy was feeding her father's horse Yun Zhui, she was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran to the hall.

It can be seen that Yan Wuji loves this daughter in every way on weekdays.

He was the only one who didn't even deserve to have a name, like a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy, he was thrown out of the house before he could even make two "barks".

Xiao Jue thought to himself, probably Yan Wuji felt that letting him leave here alive would be the best of benevolence.

"Young Yu is here?"

Yan Wuji came out from the front hall, wearing a luxurious attire, with a white jade flute pinned to his waist.He had a short beard, and he had the dignified dignity of the head of the family, and his tone of voice was approachable, not the slightest indifference back then.

Yan Feishuang smiled innocently, and stood by her side holding his father's arm, whispering a few words to him, and then saw Yan Wuji pamperingly rubbing the top of her hair, looking like a fatherly face.

Xiao Jue looked down at the boots on the man's feet, which were the same as the pair that kicked his mother back then, embroidered with dazzling and complicated patterns with gold and silver threads.

He couldn't help being surprised, when he was so young, he couldn't even remember Yan Wuji's face clearly, but these insignificant things seemed to be engraved in his mind, and the details were extremely clear.

"Xiao Jue?" Fu Shaoyu gently shook his hand, calling him back to his senses, "This is Senior Yan."

"... I have long admired the prestige of Senior Moon Crying Xiao."

Xiao Jue saluted, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

Not scared, not nervous, but excited.

It is a kind of excitement that bursts from the depths of the bone marrow, it is the fighting instinct cultivated by licking blood with the tip of the knife for many years, and the soul trembles in the silent place: kill him, kill him!

A pair of callused hands held him, and the hoarse shouting stopped instantly.

"Xiao Shaoxia has saved my little girl's life, Yan is very grateful, please go inside."

Yan Wuji personally took him to the hall, ordered people to prepare high-quality tea, and repeatedly expressed that he would repay him for his kindness.

"It's just a little effort, don't worry about it." Xiao Jue smiled slightly, the palm under his sleeve was pinched and bleeding.

"The young hero just meets the little girl by chance, and he can risk his life to save her. This kind of heroism is not for everyone." Yan Wuji put aside the tea leaves with the lid of the cup, took a sip, and asked: "Speaking of which, how can the young hero come?" Have you gone to the peak? Going alone is like a sheep entering a tiger's lair."

Xiao Jue felt sick to his stomach when he sipped one young hero.

The tentative meaning behind it made him want to laugh again. The so-called decent family never speaks well.

"Xiao Jue came to look for me," Fu Shaoyu helped explain, "The news of Buzhi Peak has never been disclosed to anyone else, so Uncle Yan can rest assured about this."

Yan Wuji put down his teacup, and said: "Young Xia Xiao must have rarely traveled in the rivers and lakes, and he has never heard Shaoyu mention it before."

"father!"

Yan Feishuang understood the meaning behind his father's words, and wanted to say something in embarrassment, but was glared back by Yan Wuji: "Girl, don't meddle in Jianghu affairs, go and order the kitchen to prepare the food and drink. .”

Shi Yi tugged at his cousin's cuff, she hesitated again and again, and could only "hum" and turn around and back away.

Fu Shaoyu said calmly: "Xiao Jue is cold-tempered and doesn't like to enter the world. If he didn't seek me this time, he wouldn't risk it rashly." At the end, his tone was a little bit forceful, "Please don't have any doubts, uncle."

Seeing how much he defended Xiao Jue in his words, Yan Wuji couldn't ask any more questions about the origin of this swordsman who appeared out of thin air.

"Uncle," Shi Yi asked, "I heard that you went to Pingchuan Mansion a few days ago, but is there any other news about the sword manual?"

Yan Wuji shook his head: "There are so many news, it's hard to distinguish falsehoods, there's no progress." He twirled the hair on his sideburns, and said: "I returned home early because of Xinghan's marriage, your father and Master Shen should be gone in two days. Come on, let’s talk about this matter when time and space come down. Today we only talk about family affairs, not Jianghu.”

"...That's fine." Shi Yi nodded, temporarily suppressing the things he found in the Buzhifeng cave.

Talking about homework is really just homework.

The splint on Yan Xinghan's arm had just been removed, because Xiao Jue was serving him with medicine and eating too much a few days ago, now at the banquet, he was a bit awkward with chopsticks, and Yan Wuji was able to scold him.

Shi Yi hurriedly reconciled, and Fu Shaoyu occasionally helped to say a few words.

Xiao Jue listened attentively to the comings and goings during the banquet, and thought to himself that he was really bored sitting here by an outsider.If the female relatives could sit in, it would be more interesting to have Yan Feishuang, that chattering girl, come over and say a few words.

While wandering in the sky, the hand under the table was gently hooked.

The owner of the finger was chatting with Yan Wuji and Shi Yi about common things like red sandalwood and tea without changing his expression. Judging from the expression, there was no clue.

Xiao Jue let out a light snort, drank the wine in the glass, and hooked the man's finger back.