Undying Curse Part 2

The snow in the sky was getting bigger and bigger, and the quaint mansion was covered in white. Que Ying put the prepared charcoal at the door of the room respectively, in case of emergency.

Dukui and Wukui are preparing dinner in the kitchen.

The house that had been vacant for a long time suddenly became lively because of their appearance.

"Duki, I haven't eaten your cooking for many years." Wu Kui came in with a bundle of firewood and put it aside, opened the crock with a cotton cloth, took a look at the soup inside and smelled it, "It smells so good .”

"It's chicken soup. Quin Ying and I went to buy it in the morning, and it's used to make up for the princess." Dukui put the chopped vegetables aside, and cracked three more eggs into the bowl, couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth, " In fact, I am really happy to be able to cook a meal for the little master."

"Yes, I still remember that the little master likes sweet-scented osmanthus cake." Wukui said as he opened the pastry wrapped in kraft paper, his eyes lit up, "I knew you would buy it, are the little master and His Royal Highness still resting?"

"Well, Que Ying said to call them after dinner is ready, and rest as much as possible." Du Kui stirred the eggs in the bowl with chopsticks, and with the crisp sound, glanced at the surrounding environment , with deep emotion, "Wukui, although this place can't be compared with the Hou's Mansion, I feel very warm. I really hope that there will be no wind and rain outside, and I really hope that the little master can live well with Her Royal Highness the Princess... we will take care of you. "

"Such a day is beautiful just thinking about it. At that time in the Hou Mansion, it was so lively with the little master around." Because of these faint memories, Wukui's eyes almost turned red. After all, she is a temperamental person. Wipe away the moisture of memories with his hand, "I heard Master Ya said that there is Sanweng's old pear blossom wine buried under the pear blossom tree. I will go to Kaikai to drink it at night."

"That's it...then I'll make two more appetizers." Dukui responded with a raised voice, her eyes slowly turning red as she stared at Wukui's leaving back.

The more beautiful the memory, the more sentimental it is.

……

With a "click", the book fell to the ground, Su Yang lay on the table like a deflated balloon, and waved his hand wearily, "Sister An, this is really difficult, I can make things with my mind Just move it a little bit, and that's enough."

Anya gently rubbed her fingertips, stared at the book on the ground, hooked her fingers and held it in her hand easily, and signaled: "Willpower is also a kind of power, and it is already very powerful to be able to manipulate it on the ground. Get more exercise."

Su Yang looked at the book in Anya's hand, and pursed her lips, "How do I exercise?"

"Starting tomorrow, meditate for an hour in the morning and evening, calm your mind, and let yourself go to find the answer." Anya got up and put the book back to its original place, and said, "It's getting late, go back to the room for a short rest, and use it in the evening." Let's eat."

"Ah."

The two left the study room and went back to their own rooms. Su Yang opened the door. The room was very warm, but staring at the backpack on the chair, he could be sure that Bai Jing hadn't come back yet.

"Miss Su." Que Ying stood at the door and whispered.

Su Yang walked over and opened the door, "Please come in."

"There is no electricity here. Let me help you light up the oil lamp. You are modern people and may not be familiar with our things at that time." Que Ying stepped into the room, lit the oil lamp on the table, and took out a few more A very thick candle, "I bought this at the supermarket today, if you think it's not bright enough, you can use this as a backup."

"Thank you, I know how to do it." It may be that the surrounding environment is too attractive to Su Yang, and even his tone naturally followed their rhythm, and he coughed lightly in embarrassment, "...Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"By the way, Xiaojing her?"

"I just came over from Mrs. Ya's room. Miss Tang was checking Miss Bai's body. I didn't bother me too much, so I put down my things and left."

"Okay, I see, thank you."

"No thanks." After Que Ying finished speaking, she turned and left.

……

Bai Jing, who had been acupunctured by Tang and Song Dynasties, seemed to have had a good night's sleep, and shook his neck from side to side, "It's much more comfortable, and I don't feel tired after three days without sleep."

"How can you not sleep for three days?" Tang Song put the needle bag in the wooden box, "Ya is back, and Su Yang must have returned to the room, so go back earlier."

"Okay, I won't delay the world between the two of you." Bai Jing walked around the screen mischievously, saw Anya sitting in the living room, opened the door and left with a slight smile.

Walking through the courtyard, looking at the children chasing snow in the snow in the distance, I stopped.

Bai Jing admitted that it was the first time for her to see such a juicy and delicate child, especially that laugh.

"Xingfeng, Xingfeng, do you think this snow can become as tall as me in a while?"

"It's impossible for you to be as tall as you for jumping around like this." Xingfeng sat quietly on the corridor, straightened his back, and looked at Nanao running around with a serious face, "Besides, I grew up in the desert since I was a child. There was no snow."

"Shouldn't the silver wolf be born in the northern cold land like me?"

"That's what I said, but I have some impressions, which are already very vague." Xing Feng recalled, suddenly his eyes fell to the outside of the courtyard, and he said sharply: "Who is outside?"

Bai Jing looked back at the sharp-eyed kid, and when he got closer, he realized that the wolf's paws were so cute, and the little girl standing in the courtyard, could it be the injured little fox?

"The weather forecast said that the snow will last for two days, so we should be able to build a snowman." Bai Jing explained patiently, although he didn't know how old the two little things in front of him were, but they looked like children no matter what.

"Thank you." Nanao said politely.

Xingfeng sat where he was, blinking his eyes.

Facing such a well-behaved Nanao, Bai Jing smiled back, "It's cold outside, go back to the room as soon as possible after playing." After speaking, he turned and left.

Xingfeng looked at Nanao standing there motionless, got up and came to her side, looked at the place Bai Jing left, "What are you looking at?"

Nanao faced the air, sniffed it, and seemed a little puzzled, "This sister has a monster aura."

Xingfeng: "..."

……

After Tang Song cleaned up, he left the bedroom, flicked his ponytail lightly, and said to the figure beside the oil lamp, "Aren't you going to help with dinner tonight?"

"Que Ying and the others will take responsibility for themselves, what's wrong?" Anya stood up and came to Tang Song, sensing something was wrong, "Xiao Jing's health is not good?"

"Didn't you notice... the demonic aura emanating from Xiao Jing?" Tang Song blamed himself and looked at each other, "Ya, tell me...was my decision back then wrong?"

"There is no right or wrong in any decision, but we need to bear the consequences ourselves."

"But I...knew about this result at the time." Tang Song sighed softly, "I just checked Xiaojing's body, and that part of the demon bone showed signs of rebirth."

Anya took a step forward, gently embraced Tang Song in her arms, and comforted her, "If it wasn't for your decision, she would have passed away a long time ago."

"Why..." Buried in Anya's arms, Tang Song said in a deep voice, "Didn't you say that the fate between her and Su Yang is fixed? Then why..."

Anya helped Tang Song up, and said softly, "How long have you endured this question?"

"The moment I decided to use the spine of a monster to regenerate Xiaojing, I wanted to ask you."

"Then why don't you ask?"

"Because I'm afraid to ask and get an answer I don't want to hear." Tang Song lowered his brows to hold back the rising emotions, "They have already missed it once because of me, I don't want to..."

Anya leaned forward and kissed her, knowing how deeply this incident caused Tang and Song pain, otherwise she wouldn't have tried to protect Bai Jing's side for so many years.

But helplessly, how can she explain all these predestined causes and effects clearly?

"I've also said that I'm in control of their feelings."

"What do you mean?" Tang Song heard the implication, "You mean, someone is making trouble?"

"You know that although Lingyu and I know how to tell fortunes, if you don't experience the cause and effect, even if you see the scene, you may not be able to connect it. I calculated that Bai Jing will be reborn because of you, but I don't understand. Why did this matter fall on her until... Sang Xie called me yesterday and told me about Dao Gu." Anya's dark eyes flickered on Tang Song's face, "His purpose is my I think it's Yu Linglong."

"exquisite?"

"After Xuanluo wakes up, we will discuss the details. As for Xiaojing's body, please leave it to me." Anya raised the corners of her lips, showing a reassuring smile, "I will definitely not let anything happen to her. "

Tang Song frowned slightly, "So you accept Su Yang as a disciple, is there such a deep meaning?"

"As the saying goes, secrets should not be revealed." Anya raised her hand and tapped the tip of Tang Song's nose, "I still like Madam's happy appearance."

Tang Song laughed softly, regained his expression and hugged Anya tightly, "There are so many things in life that are worthy of our happiness. I am already content with an ordinary life."

"There will be."

"Ah."

……

As the sky changed, the lights in the courtyard were lit up one by one, whether it was the floor-standing stone lamps in the courtyard, the guide lights on the corridor, or even the oil lamps that could be lit on both sides of the wooden bridge.

Nanao, who was bored in the courtyard, also pulled Xingfeng to help. Before the night came, the courtyard was brightly lit.

Reflecting the snow and night, it is too beautiful to behold.

When Qianyan woke up, she glanced at the faint light outside the window, took out her phone and checked the time, unexpectedly she slept with Xuanluo in her arms for a whole day.

"Are you awake?" Xuan Luo had finished washing up at this time, "Get up and wash up first, it's time to eat."

Qian Yan got up and stretched, and cared with sleepy eyes: "How are you, are you feeling better?"

"It seems you are more tired than me."

Qian Yan rubbed his eyes ashamedly, "Maybe I haven't had a good rest recently, this sleep almost made up for everything I had before, and I slept very deeply."

"It seems that Tang and Song's Anshen tea is very useful. I'll ask her for more later." Xuan Luo said and put the clothes aside, "Change the clothes and wash your face."

"Isn't it... Cold Warming Tea?"

Xuan Luo glanced at her with slightly curved eyebrows, but said nothing.

Qian Yan pursed his lips, feeling that he was too serious, got up and changed his clothes, washed his clothes briefly, sat in front of the dressing table and combed his hair high with a comb, looked at the oil lamp in the bronze mirror, turned around but was caught Attracted by women with focused looks.

Xuan Luo rested his chin on one hand and stared at the oil lamp made of ox horns and the plum blossom-shaped bracket. He noticed Qian Yan's gaze and asked, "This is a gift from Ling Yu. Does it look good?"

Qian Yan glanced at the oil lamp, then looked back at Xuan Luo, "It looks good."

"This is a birthday gift from my father to my mother. You see, there are four branches of plum blossoms here." Xuan Luo stroked gently with his slender fingertips, "The thickest branch is my father, and it is attached to the side. The one next to it is my mother, the one next to it is me, and the smallest one is my sister."

The glazed lights shone on Xuan Luo's exquisite profile, Qian Yan tied the hair rope, walked over and gently covered the back of Xuan Luo's hand, looked at each other as if he didn't say anything, and told her all the comforting words .

Xuan Luo looked at Qian Yan's gaze, smiled slightly, and emphasized: "I'm fine."

"I know."

"..."

The author has something to say: Do you remember this lot?

Don't forget all the details.

……

Yesterday, a friend deliberately re-read the previous content of the next part. I said that I haven’t finished writing it yet, why should I re-read it?

She said: She was looking for my foreshadowing.

Me: ... [Shrug your shoulders, search slowly, search casually, if you find it, I'll lose! 】

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