South no wind

When they arrived in Nangu, Ling Guangjun, who had already heard the news, had already prepared a banquet, and he smiled happily to welcome the victorious people from the expedition. Feng Zhixi finished his meal hastily, and left the banquet with Yu Qiu.

Nan Yu knew that Feng Zhixi must have brought Yu Qiu to Chiyan Cave to see his big sword, and he was not the protagonist of today's celebration banquet, so he was in no mood to stay at the banquet and went back to the bamboo house alone.

☆, shoulder to shoulder

When Nan Guang returned to the house in high spirits, Nan Yu was writing a letter at his desk.

"Young master, I've been looking for you everywhere, why did you leave first? Did you know that Jiu Rong distributed all the bonuses to everyone!"

Nan Yu didn't raise his head: "Are you short of money?"

Nan Guang was out of his mind, and he could see how his master was feeling at the moment, so he didn't dare to say anything.

Nan Yu didn't know how to face his uncle these days, and Feng Zhixi seemed to be busy with something and didn't give him any homework.

Feng Zhixi didn't know that Nan Yu was preoccupied. For him, this matter was over, and what should continue had to continue.

Compared to Nan Yu's inexplicable emotions, another thing worried him even more.

"Mr. Huanxi, did you also see it? The phantom in the formation at that time." Quan You asked in the Zangshu Pavilion.

"Well, what I saw during their fight passed by in a flash."

"That means I didn't speculate before." Quan You nodded, thinking about Feng Zhixi: "Have Mr. Huanxi thought of anything?"

"Not yet. I'm thinking of some way to force him to show up. Don't make a fuss about it beforehand. It's definitely not an ordinary person to be able to hide so well."

It was night, Nan Yu was called to Meiyuan by Feng Zhixi, feeling uneasy.

"What have you been doing all this time?" Feng Zhixi asked.

"Following Master Duan Zhu, I am learning Yujian."

"How did you learn?"

"Okay!"

Feng Zhixi glanced at him from the corner of his eye. When did Nan Yu, who was already proficient at Yujian, become so humble?

"Still thinking about the northern border?" Feng Zhixi asked.

Nan Yu: "No."

"Isn't it just that I didn't take the first place, as for this appearance!" Feng Zhixi said.

"I..." What does Nan Yu think of me?Does it look sluggish? "I just want my uncle to be proud of me."

Feng Zhixi was stunned: "Why are you proud of you? You came to Nangu yourself, and you chose to cultivate yourself. What kind of achievements and cultivation bases you have are also your own business. Besides, I am just Just taught you something for your master."

"Oh, that's because I think too much!"

......

Feng Zhixi only felt that Nan Yu's words were confusing today, so he didn't mention the matter of the northern border.

"Do you have plans for the future?" This was the first time Feng Zhixi asked Nan Yu such a question.

"No!" Nan Yu answered simply.

Feng Zhixi couldn't tell if he was angry, or if he really thought so: "You are not young anymore, it's time to set your ambitions."

"My ambition is that one day, I can stand shoulder to shoulder with you." Nan Yu suddenly looked at Feng Zhixi firmly: "If the uncle thinks that I have no ambitions, I have nothing to say, I have no intention of practicing, right I’m not interested in these rankings either. At first I came to Nangu just for a fresh look, just to see what kind of person you are, I’m so childish and ridiculous. Although I’m Ling Guangjun’s apprentice, my uncle is willing to teach me, I’ve been secretly happy for a long time , Really! Ever since I was a child, it was the first time that someone thought I was a good man. So I want to become as strong as my uncle, and I want you to be proud of me, evenly matched with you, and qualified to stand on your side By your side." Nan Yu finished speaking in one breath without going through the brain.

Feng Zhixi was stunned for a long time, avoiding Nan Yu's increasingly hot eyes unnaturally, and didn't know how to respond for a moment: "Actually, you...don't have to be like this!"

"What you think is the uncle's business, and how to do it is my business." Nan Yu said firmly: "Since I have said it, then I will finish it. I want to stay with the uncle, whether it is cultivation or not. It's all good, I want to take care of you, every July, when my uncle suffers from Yin evil, I want to keep you warm, I want to cook for you..."

"Okay!" Feng Zhixi suddenly interrupted him: "It's just nonsense."

Nan Yu continued: "Since the uncle asked me, this is my ambition, give me a little time, the uncle doesn't have to do anything, just wait for me, I will prove it to you, I can definitely do it. "

Feng Zhixi's heartbeat was inexplicably accelerated by Nan Yu's strong tone. This child knew what he said, if others heard it, would they understand it as something else?

Does he even know what he's talking about!

Feng Zhixi blushed without noticing, and turned his back: "You have a special status, I don't care what you plan for the future, I just hope you can abide by your heart. As for the level of cultivation, it is entirely up to you. Others, Needless to say!"

"Uncle Master doesn't believe it?"

Feng Zhixi frowned, why couldn't the child understand!

Turning around and saying in a deep voice: "Is it so important whether I believe it or not? How can you entrust your future to others? You have to be responsible for your own life... Well, I can't tell you clearly. "

Nan Yu was silent, he didn't know if he didn't speak clearly or Feng Zhixi didn't hear clearly, what he meant was simple and clear.

"You go back first!" Feng Zhixi was silent for a while: "Go and call Jiurong, and come to Meiyuan tomorrow."

Nan Yu almost thought that she had heard wrongly, and felt all kinds of feelings in her heart, what do you mean?

Feelings just expressed his determination just now is like a child's play, do you want to be so realistic?

Meiyuan is a forbidden place!Except for Ling Guangjun and Minglang, even Nan Guang could go in and out by himself, Nan Yu never brought him here even after Nan Guang had been thinking about it for a long time.

But now, Feng Zhixi actually wants to make an exception and let Jiu Rong in. Could it be that he feels that Jiu Rong has more potential than himself?

Just because Jiu Rongfa took the first place in the conference, you think of him differently?

"What?" Nan Yu looked at his feet and said, "Master Uncle thinks that I can't be carved with rotten wood, so I want to choose another good branch and cultivate it for Jiu Rong?"

Feng Zhixi was a little dazed when he heard that, this kid started playing tricks, right?

You have to think too much about this, is there something wrong with your brain?

Feng Zhixi raised his head and controlled his emotions. He felt that it would be difficult to explain everything to him at this moment, so he simply stopped talking, whatever you think.

An awkward silence followed.

"Uncle Master, let's go to bed early!" Nan Yu turned and left.

Feng Zhixi stood there for a long time, did he say something serious?

Nan Yu who returned to the bamboo house lay on the bed with his head up, unable to fall asleep for a long time, did he really think too much?I also feel that I haven't thought much about it, can't explain clearly, can't figure it out.

Feng Zhixi asked him to enter Meiyuan, taught him martial arts, and gave him a star stone sword. He thought that in Feng Zhixi's heart, he would be a little different from others, but he didn't know what that difference was.

Perhaps it is the unique connection between each other, the unique intimacy between him and Feng Zhixi.

But what Feng Zhixi said, every word and every sentence is distanced: this is your own life, Nan Yu.

Yes, when did you start caring so much about his opinion!

Who he values ​​is his business, so what does it have to do with me, Nan Yu?Why am I so angry?There was sourness in the anger.

Nan Yu hadn't set foot in Meiyuan for a few days.

It has just rained, and the dead winter leaves are blown off by the cold wind.

Feng Zhixi bent down to pick off a yellow bamboo leaf that he brought on his shoes while walking, and the sachet at his waist dangled. After looking at it for a long time, he untied the plum blossom sachet and held it in his hand, and walked out of the bamboo forest.

Met Mingming who came over, and looked at Nan Yu's residence frequently after seeing Feng Zhixi: "Master looking for Junior Brother Nan?"

"En." Feng Zhixi clenched the sachet in his hand a little bit.

"Junior Brother Nan is in Chiyan Palace." Minglang said, "By the way, Master, did you call Jiurong to come to Meiyuan?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"No, I saw him stepping into the bamboo sea, halfway there, but turned back. I just said that he had something to do suddenly, so I'll come to pay my respects some other day, and let me confess to Master on his behalf."

Seeing Feng Zhixi frowned: "Master, why did you ask Jiurong to come to Meiyuan?"

"Nothing." Feng Zhixi frowned slightly: "Do you have something?"

"Oh, father, please go to the Scarlet Flame Palace to have a talk." Only then did Minglang remember his purpose for coming here.

In the Chiyan Palace at this moment, Ling Guangjun is happily receiving a guest: "You said that it would be fine if someone came, and you still bring so many things. You are a girl, how heavy and tired you are!"

"I'm not tired, I've wanted to come a long time ago, thanks to Brother Yu's confession to me this time, I found a reason, and besides, it was all brought by a carriage, and I didn't contribute much." A girl's voice came from the hall.

Feng Zhixi stepped into the hall, and saw a pretty, lively girl holding Nan Yu's arm, talking with Lord Lingguang, and there were several large boxes in the center of the hall.

Seeing Feng Zhixi come in, the girl stared round, looked at him, then looked back at Nan Yu, wanted to say something but didn't say it, her eyes sparkled with surprise.

"Mr. Huanxi, you came just in time. Take a look, these are all brought by Miss Xuan, and they are all high-quality clothes." Lord Ling Guang said.

Nan Yu was the first to notice Feng Zhixi's entry: "This is for disciples to show respect to their master and uncle. From now on, master will not wear clothes given by others."

"It took me half a month to visit all the tailor shops in the capital, and I hired the best masters, and it was the latest style in Kangdu!" The girl described with joy.

Ling Guangjun opened the box, and his eyes lit up immediately: "Oh, the apprentice is thoughtful, this is better than that..." He glanced at Feng Zhixi: "It's much better than the outside, this texture, this Embroidery, this patch, tsk tsk, people in Kangdu City can wear it."

"This is?" Feng Zhixi asked.

"Little girl Xuanya, I have met Mr. Huanxi!" The girl did not wait for Nan Yu to speak, and said to herself: "Brother Yu, this is the uncle you mentioned in your letter. You are lying, how can he be as scary as you said? I I used to think that Brother Yu was the most beautiful person in the world, but now... I think your ranking will stop at Kangdu."

"Hahaha, you cousin has eyesight!" Lord Ling Guang said: "Our Lord Huanxi is recognized as the most beautiful man in the world!"

Nan Yu noticed that something was wrong with Feng Zhixi's expression, and after a closer look, he was holding something tightly in his hand, but the next moment, Feng Zhixi's hand was hidden behind his back.

"It's the suzerain's praise, Miss Xuan, don't take it seriously." Feng Zhixi said lightly.

Nan Yu always felt that today's Feng Zhixi was different. He looked up and down and suddenly felt startled. The sachet, the sachet on his waist was gone, so what he was holding in his hand, wasn't it?

Nan Yu's heart moved inexplicably, did he want to give it to himself?he remember?

Feng Zhixi was not interested in those big boxes of clothes: "What did Lord Ling Guang call me for?"

"There are no guests here. They sent all these things from thousands of miles away, and they were arranged by the apprentice himself. His cousin delivered them in person. By the way, there is also a box prepared for you. Take a look!"

"I don't need it, you keep it!"

"That's okay, it's the two children's hearts, look at how good this girl is! It's rare to come to Nangu, let your cousin take you around, stay for a while, I can also prepare some small gifts for you to bring go back."

"Okay!" The little girl answered very frankly, holding Nan Yu tightly: "Brother Yu, where do you live? I want to live with you."

"I still have something to discuss with Quan You. If there is no other important matter, I will leave first. Miss Xuan, please do what you want!" Feng Zhixi said expressionlessly.

Without waiting for the people in the hall to react, they turned around and left the hall door, switching hands to the front again.

"Leave him alone!" Ling Guangjun said with a smile, "That's what he does!"

Looking at Feng Zhixi's back, Nan Yu felt a sense of loss. Although there was nothing on Feng Zhixi's surface, he had clearly seen the sachet. Didn't he bring it for himself?

In Zangshu Pavilion, both Quan You and Feng Zhixi had serious expressions on their faces.

"So, did he notice something?" Quan You said.

"It's unknown, but it's suspicious. I set up a formation in Zhuhai. If it's what we think, once he enters the formation, he will reveal his true form, but he suddenly turns back, for some reason." Feng Zhixi said: " This matter is not suitable to be carried out in Nangu inner sect, a little carelessness will backfire, if it is just a simple possession, it would be easy, the fear is..."

"Qi Ling!" Quan You took his words: "If you are really willing to share your body, you will be in trouble."

Feng Zhixi nodded: "I still don't know what he intends to do, just wait and see."

In the evening, Nan Yu carried a big box into Meiyuan and put it in the house.

"What are you doing with these?" Feng Zhixi didn't raise his head.

"Why is Master Uncle angry?" Nan Yu looked at Feng Zhixi before the case.

Feng Zhixi looked up for a moment.

☆, dream

"That's Pingyang, not Miss Xuan." Nan Yu approached the table, watching Feng Zhixi's expression: "Nangong Pingyang, my real sister, because no one in Nangu knows my real identity, and my uncle told me not to Speaking with anyone, I only confessed Pingyang's pseudonym."

Seeing the emotional change in Feng Zhixi's eyes, he felt inexplicably relieved and also moved inexplicably. Could it be because of Pingyang?Why?

Feng Zhixi still didn't speak, got up and walked towards the bookshelf.

Nan Yu glanced at Feng Zhixi's waist: "Master, where is your sachet?"

Feng Zhixi was slightly stunned: "I lost it!"

Nan Yu thought well, you will lie too, I have explained it clearly, you have to give it to me!

"Master uncle holds it during the day, is it going to be given to me?" Someone began to pester.

Feng Zhixi glared at him and picked up a book: "Thinking too much!"

Ha, you admit you had the sachet in your hand then!

Complacent, Nan Yu wanted to continue to trick his uncle: "Where did uncle hide it?"

As he said, he got up and went to look for it. Seeing Feng Zhixi, he subconsciously looked at the bedside, knowing it in his heart, just keep pretending!

"Okay!" Nan Yu sighed and opened the box: "I'm not as stingy as my uncle, and I can't bear a sachet. Look at these, I prepared them specially for my uncle. Apart from the clothes, Pingyang also I brought a lot of food, but there are too few ingredients in Meiyuan, so I have to be in charge of the cooking, and I have to have all the food, otherwise I won’t be able to display my true strength.”

After finishing speaking, he picked up a lotus-colored robe: "This is my favorite one. Regardless of its frivolity, it is made of natural silk. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. It is the only one in the world. There is also this white brocade with cloud patterns. , It is also a rare and unique item, the first cut in the capital of Grandma Peng's treasured handwriting, it cost a lot of money to part with, and the size of the uncle was specially changed, you have a try."

"Don't try." Feng Zhixi rebuffed flatly: "Don't!"

"Uncle Master, don't be in a hurry to refuse. The styles given to Ling Guangjun are the most popular styles in Kangdu nowadays. It is not surprising that they are easy to make. But these, whether it is the material or the person who cut them, are unique, and only Uncle Master Can be worthy, uncle, let's see!" Nan Yu didn't know where his patience came from today, but he was inexplicably happy.

On the contrary, Feng Zhixi was a little annoyed: "I said no, but I didn't. Don't you understand people's words? So what if it's worth tens of thousands of gold? Take it away."

"Even if it is, my heart!" Nan Yu's voice was very low: "I don't want you to have to mend clothes all the time, and your eyes are not good."

Feng Zhixi suddenly stopped.

"Every piece of clothing here is I explained the material, color, and style in the letter, and asked my sister to find it. If I were in Kangdu, I would personally customize it for my uncle. You can only let my sister do it for you. If you don’t like it, just tell me, and I will do it according to your preference next time.” Nan Yu’s eyes became misty: “Master still refuses to take it?”

Feng Zhixi's heart was already shaken at this time, but Nan Yu's character is to say everything clearly, he never knows what to acquiesce, you are so forcing, do you have to open my mouth and say I want it?

When Feng Zhixi was upset, Nan Yu picked up the candle and threw it into the box suddenly.

Feng Zhixi was shocked, and he waved the book in his hand and knocked the candle to the ground: "What are you doing?"

Feng Zhixi glared at the person in front of him, I don't want you and don't waste it like this, didn't you say that money is hard to find, is there anyone who spends money like water like you?

"If you don't want it, why keep it!" Nan Yu said silently, got up and went to pick up the candlestick again.

Is it over yet?Feng Zhixi felt that this person was a rascal, so he simply picked up the book and put it back on the chair, ignoring it: "It's up to you."

Nan Yu walked up to the box and looked back at Feng Zhixi. The miserable face just now changed his face again, and said with a smile: "Master, let's stay, even if you don't wear it, it will be a A rag is fine too, I'll leave it here!"

Nan Yu understood that this person was soft but not hard. If he really burned these clothes, he probably wouldn't even blink his eyes. Just now he shot the candle, which already explained the problem.

Take it as soon as you see it, and don't tease him anymore.

Feng Zhixi looked at him with a playful smile: "I don't really need these."

"You need it, you need it." Nan Yu followed the conversation smoothly, and he answered it warmly: "From now on, uncle, I will cover all your food and clothing! Anyway, don't Worry about these trivial matters!"

Nan Yu worked hard, not just to give away a few pieces of clothing, but mainly to block the road to Dongling's rotten peach blossoms. For this reason, he specially discussed with Lingguang-jun that in the future, everything that Dongling bestows on Huanxi-jun , be sure to return all of them.

Ling Guangjun likes to wear clothes, and he Nan Yu is satisfied with him. Every year, he collects Luo brocade clothes and clothes as offerings, and he is naturally happy to see the success.

In the hut in front of the bamboo sea, three masters and servants are busy.

"It's been a long time since I tasted my brother's cooking!" Nangong Pingyang was jumping left and right in the kitchen, circling around Nan Yu.

Nan Guang on the side was lighting a fire, and felt this scene with a smile on his face, feeling very cordial: "Princess, don't talk about you, I haven't eaten since I came to Nangu."

"This year's birthday, I can't think of spending it in this small dilapidated house, but it also has a different flavor." Nan Yu said while cooking.

"Brother, do you want to invite Mr. Huanxi?"

"What do you want to do?" Nan Yu pinched Ping Yang's face: "Don't think I didn't see your nympho, don't think about him."

Nan Guang lowered his head and smiled, and the siblings began to choke again, and there was a sense of foolishness in the true and false fighting, as usual.

"Why!" Ping Yang rubbed his face, and wanted to pinch it back when he was dissatisfied, but Nan Yu couldn't reach his head by dodging left and right, so he stomped hard on his feet: "Then Mr. Huanxi is engaged? If not, I don't know." Is there a chance too?"

Nan Yu yelled in pain, and angrily shouted out: "No reason, don't even think about it! I said when you can change your personality when you see someone who loves someone!" Put down the work in hand, and confessed to Nan Guang: "Look at the fire, Pingyang went to the house and set the table."

"Brother, are you going to invite Mr. Huanxi in the bamboo forest?" Ping Yang chased Nan Yu out.

Nan Yu didn't turn her head back: "Don't lose your temper. The majestic princess, watch your saliva."

Stepping into Meiyuan, Nan Yu called out: "Uncle Master, the meal is ready!"

Feng Zhixi stepped out of the room, Nan Yu was immediately shocked by the person in front of him.

Feng Zhixi put on the cloud-patterned white brocade robe. He was slender and elegant. Against the background of the white robe, his long hair was like black ink, his eyes were like stars, and his expression was a little uneasy: "What?"

Nan Yu regained his composure, and suddenly felt a little regretful. The windy evening in red made people unable to look directly at him, and he in black was threateningly cold.

At this moment, Wu Ranchen is dressed in white brocade, as if his whole body has its own radiance—not to be profaned.

Does he know how good-looking he is?

"No, it's nothing, it's pretty good! Cough.....Uncle's attire is really...extraordinary!" Nan Yu suddenly felt at a loss for words, coughed twice to cover up his expression, don't Speaking of Pingyang, even a person like myself who is used to looking at the autumn moon and spring breeze is often amazed by him.

Fortunately, this person lives in seclusion in this bamboo forest, so it's okay to let him out!

An inappropriate word suddenly popped into Nan Yu's mind: evildoer.

Nan Yu sometimes has inexplicable anger towards Feng Zhixi. Although she respects him in her heart, she is annoyed at him, and she still doesn't know why she is angry.Although it is impossible for him to really beat him, and he still can't beat him, even if he can beat him, he still can't do it. He feels that this person makes him worry and bored all the time, but I really don't want him to care about him. Before Zhixi left Nangu and went to the temple for a few days, Nan Yu was as irritable as if his ass was burned, and it didn't subside until he came back.

When they came to the bamboo house where Nanyu lived, the four of them sat around a table. Although Pingyang controlled his saliva, he still couldn't control his eyes. Feng Zhixi moved his face away, and then looked around and talked about him.

"Happy birthday, I wish Nan Gongzi's brother a blessing like the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan!" Ping Yang raised his glass and drank it down.

Nan Guang chuckled.

Feng Zhixi suddenly froze: "Today is your birthday?"

"Yeah!" Nan Yu picked up the wine glass and drank it disapprovingly: "The thirteenth day of the twelfth lunar month will be seventeen after today, alas, how slow!"

Feng Zhixi had a complicated expression: "Why didn't you tell me in advance."

"I forgot about it myself, but my sister said it." Nan Yu looked at Feng Zhixi: "Don't worry about it, uncle, just have a meal." Then he looked at the two of them: "Uncle knows us Don't pretend to be your real identity, just be natural."

"I wonder when Lord Huanxi was born?" Nan Guang asked, and Nan Yu immediately felt that this was the most level sentence he said today, and couldn't help but look at him approvingly.

"July [-]th."

Nan Yu's heart skipped a beat, July [-]th, which day is his birthday?

Maybe it wasn't really that day, or maybe it was the day he was picked up and set at will, but no matter what the reason was, it made Nan Yu feel sore, because that day was the most beautiful day in the year for Feng Zhixi. Difficult day.

When I secretly looked towards Feng Zhixi, I saw his expression was indifferent.

"Brother, it's almost Chinese New Year, why don't you go back like me!" Ping Yang was a person who didn't like restraint, so he let go immediately: "Mr. Huanxi also come with us to Kangdu to celebrate the New Year."

Feng Zhixi was a little surprised: "I won't go!...Thank you, I've always lived in Nangu, and occasionally go back to the temple, I'm not used to other places, and besides, people who are pure cultivators don't feel much about festivals."

Nan Yu knew that he didn't like the excitement, but would he still stay in the Meiyuan alone during the Chinese New Year?

That must be too deserted!

"It's still early, let's talk at the end of the year, you go back first, be careful on the way." Nan Yu didn't want to leave Nangu so early.

Nangong Pingyang stayed in Nangu for a few days, then got up and returned, half a month before the New Year, if King Qin knew that she hadn't brought Nan Yu back, Baba's round face guarding the door would be disappointed again.

I don't know what kind of medicine this Nan Gu gave to his elder brother. It's like a different person after not seeing him for more than half a year.

There was no trace of the cynical son of the past, and in front of her was a man who was full of cultivation, and kept his mouth shut: his uncle taught him the mind method, his uncle gave him the star stone sword, and his uncle's practice ranking on the evening of the wind Second only to Master Zhao Yi, Shi Shu also has a nickname called Taxue Picking Plums, Shi Shu...

Uncle Shi became his white moonlight.

Winter is a good time to soak in hot springs, and disciples would invite them to go there every night.

In the evening of that day, Nan Yu and Nan Guang did not go to the hot spring where Gao Xiu's disciples were, but went into Meiyuan alone with some snacks.

There was no sign of Feng Zhixi inside or outside the house, Nan Yu saw the door of his bedroom was open, put the snacks on the table, and walked in.

Finding that there was actually a back door ajar in the bedroom, curiosity drove Nan Yu to push the door and go out.

——No wonder I couldn't find the Yin-Yang Pool for so long, it turned out that he hid it behind the bedroom!

One side of the Yin-Yang Pool was steaming hot, but the other side seemed to be frozen, Nan Yu was amazed to see it.

"哗啦" the sound of water sounded, and the people in the pool broke out of the water, it was the evening of the wind.

Black hair fell straight down to his waist like ink, water droplets hung on his delicately carved face, thin lips exhaled a faint mist, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on his snow-white skin, the water droplets reflected crystal light, following the fever The dripping water lingered on his collarbone, and slowly slid down as his figure moved...

Nan Yu froze in place, his blood seemed to be frozen, and after it was frozen, it flowed quickly, flowing through the seven meridians and eight meridians, and then ignited his whole body, causing his brain to swell, his whole body to be hot, and his mouth to be dry.

Nan Yu groaned, wanting to swallow the ball of fire down his throat, without even touching it, he knew that his face was already scorching hot, as if it was on fire.

Also flushed was the person in the pool.

Feng Zhixi didn't expect someone to come in suddenly, flew up in a panic, quickly wrapped the clothes folded by the pool around his body, looked at the person with sharp eyes and shouted: "What are you doing here!"

"I..." Nan Yu just came back to his senses, averted his eyes in a panic, his mind was in chaos, he forgot the purpose of coming, he was stunned on the spot and didn't know how to answer, seeing the atmosphere getting more and more embarrassing, he simply turned his head and went out up.

Running out of the bamboo forest in one breath, Nan Yu still felt her heart beating like a beating, what's wrong?

No, it's just... Thinking of the scene of getting out of the bath on the evening of the wind, I started to feel restless again.

Could it be that I've been screwed!

I just now... actually had that reaction, how could I have such a thought?

But that picture was too... Nan Yu shook his head vigorously, unable to get rid of it.

That night, Nan Yu didn't just think about it.

In the early morning of the next day, Nan Yu woke up from a dream profusely sweating, feeling the cold and wet lower body, suddenly sat up in shock, and lay on the bed in a daze on the spot.

The reason why Nan Yu turned pale with fright was not because of what happened to him at night. It is not uncommon for young people to have erotic dreams, but what made him puzzled and embarrassed was... the person who was like him in the dream ,It's him!

His uncle, Feng Zhixi...he was actually in a dream with him...

Nan Yu's blood surged up, and he became dizzy and dizzy.

How is it possible, impossible!I must be stunned!

"Papa!" With two loud slaps, Nan Yu slapped her face hard. How could I miss my uncle?Am I still human? Compared to that disgusting Meng Zhangjun, how much better am I!

Besides, I'm a fucking man, and what I should dream of is soft, fragrant and gentle jade!

Nan Yu felt that he couldn't afford to be sick. He touched his hot face and stared at the quilt. The wet evidence underneath kept reminding him of the beautiful scenery in his dream.

He knows that he values ​​Feng Zhixi more than himself, but that kind of importance comes with admiration and respect. Feng Zhixi draws his attention and emotions all the time. He is a boring person, and the days of practicing in Meiyuan are boring. , he is willing to drag his tired body and use his last strength to make Feng Zhixi laugh, tell a joke, or cook him something to eat. As long as he is happy, he feels that the hardship and tiredness of this day are worth it , I will do my best to comprehend and specialize the mental methods he taught, and I will do my best to do the things he explained, just because he is the evening of the wind, he is willing to leave all his energy in Meiyuan, even if every day The first time I went back to the house, I fell asleep when I was extremely tired. This is the relationship between master and apprentice, nothing else.

"My lord, you're awake!" Nan Guang pushed the door open and entered.

"Get out!" Without waiting for Nan Guang to stand still, Nan Yu yelled loudly, so frightened that Nan Guang hurriedly exited the door, and closed the door at the same time, not daring to breathe.

Nan Yu got up quickly, stuffed the dirty trousers under the bed, as if hiding some shady evidence, got dressed and went out, and went straight down the mountain.

☆, surprise

"Minglang, have you seen Nan Yu?" Feng Zhixi asked the apprentice who came to Meiyuan.

"I haven't seen you for two days. Is Master looking for him?"

Feng Zhixi said nothing, walked out of the bamboo sea, saw Nan Guang was going to class, and stood by the roadside to salute when he saw him: "Mr. Huanxi."

"Where's Nan Yu?"

"Young master, he has returned to Kangdu!" Nan Guang replied cautiously.

Nan Yu suddenly ran away, and chased down the mountain by himself, and asked the waiter at the inn, only to find out that he rode the cloud-riding black horse and headed towards the capital as if reincarnated: "Young master must be in a hurry to go back because of something in the mansion, so I didn't have time to talk to you." Farewell, Mr. Huanxi!"

Feng Zhixi frowned, people who were fine yesterday, why did they leave without saying goodbye, did something happen?

In Kangdu City, inside, the gatekeeper’s shouts startled the people who covered the flowers and plants in the yard to keep out the cold, threw off the straw mats and didn’t even bother to wash their hands, and strode towards the door with a swaying fat body.

"Yu'er!" Qin Wang Nangong called out quietly, and hugged Nan Yu without caring about his manners, tears streaming down his face.

After the gate boy hastily led the horse away, Nan Yu supported his pear-blossoming and rainy father, and wiped away the tears from his round face: "Why are you crying!"

Nangong Jing wiped her face indiscriminately, and the soil was mixed with tears, and Nan Yu couldn't help showing a smile on her gloomy face all the way: "Why did the father make himself into this appearance? Digging and playing!"

The father and son entered the house with support, Nan Gongjing held Nan Yu's hand tightly and could not bear to let go, long and short asked about the situation in Nangu in the past six months, whether he was treated well, whether he felt uncomfortable...

Speaking of Nangu, Nan Yu's mind was filled with the dream of last night, and he ran back without stopping. He thought that if he changed the place, he would change his mood, but who knows what's more, the farther away he is, the more lingering in his heart.

After living in the palace for two days, Nan Yu suddenly proposed to visit his own mansion.

This action made Nan Gongjing secretly sad. No matter how he took care of him these few days, he served him with delicacies from mountains and seas, and Ping Yang also accompanied him to talk, but Nan Yu's face did not look happy after all. Did something happen to this child?Trying to ask him, Nan Yu said that everything was fine, but he was a little tired, but after a few days, this tiredness still didn't dissipate.In the end, he wanted to talk about going to the Prince Qi's Mansion, which had been uninhabited for more than ten years, whether he was used to the quiet practice, and was not used to the hustle and bustle.

"Hmph, my elder brother has changed his gender, and I'm going to Qi Wangfu to clean up!" Ping Yang, who came back from visiting Nan Yu, saw his father and said disgustedly: "The country is easy to change!"

"What's the matter? Did Yu'er have a good meal over there?" Nangong Yu asked his little princess with concern.

"Father, don't worry, it's alright, every day the wine and food from Zui Xianju is more abundant than in the mansion!"

"That's good, that's good!" Qin Wang is both a father and a mother, and the biggest worry is that Nan Yu can't take care of himself: "He wants to eat outside and tell me, promise not to bring something heavy, why go there side!"

Pingyang looked at her father with hatred, I haven't told you yet, in addition to bells and bells, there are nightly singing and dancing, surrounded by fat, swallows and thin.

This son of yours is still that virtuous!

On a pavilion in the middle of a lake in Kangdu City, an old man in coir raincoats was fishing by the lake.

The surface of the lake in the twelfth lunar month is covered with mist, the wind is still and the water is still, the water surface where the fishing line goes straight into, mirror-like without a trace of waves, as if time and space are stagnant.

"The real person is so elegant! Fishing in the cold weather, is there any fish?"

"Didn't the fish come?" The old man put away the fishing rod, went back to the pavilion, and put the jug on the stove to warm it.

"Hahaha!" The person came into the pavilion, and the guards behind him retreated to the distant shore.

"Have a drink!" The old man pointed to the wine glass on the stone table.

The middle-aged man in Huaqiu was not polite, he raised his glass and drank, squinting at the lake: "The real person invited me here for a drink?"

"Where's the Emperor's Shenmu Arrow?" Zhao Yi asked.

The person who slowly put down the wine glass was Emperor Wendi, who looked at the old man in puzzlement: "What does the real person mean?"

"Just asking?" Zhao Yi continued pouring wine into the empty glass without changing his expression, "I want to know whose hand the arrow is in."

"It's been lost for many years!" Emperor Wen took the cup again, touched the rim of the cup with his lips but didn't drink it: "It was taken away."

"The guy from Dongling?"

Emperor Wen raised his head and focused on Zhao Yi. After a long time, he suddenly smiled: "You can't hide anything from a real person! She is no longer from Dongling, and I don't know where she is now, whether she is dead or alive."

"That's it." Zhao Yi pondered.

"The real person believes what I say?" Emperor Wen narrowed his eyes to observe Zhao Yi's expression carefully.

"Xin, there is no disagreement between you and me at present, knowing that the child's special status