Playwright is wronged by routine [Rebirth]

The two of them didn't see each other, and they discussed the art of calligraphy for half a month through letters.

Recently, the correspondence between the two has become more and more frequent, and the boy has to go back and forth dozens of times a day, which is really miserable.

Why can't these two people meet and kiss each other honestly, and have to confess their hearts to each other in such a secretive way?

After delivering another letter, Xiao Ba finally erupted.

"Master! Xiao Ba has something to say!" Xiao Ba stood outside the door, angrily passing on the message.

"Come in, what did the Lord say?" He Yanfei was practicing in the room when he was suddenly interrupted by someone outside the door.

"No... no, the villain thinks that the master and the master are so happy, they should..." Xiao Bazhen lost his confidence when he saw the master, and said in a stumbling manner: "Meet directly..." Then he kissed, hugged, go to bed!

"What do you know?" He Yanfei said somewhat disappointed.

"Xiao Ba doesn't understand! But, Xiao Ba thinks he should make it clear in person if he likes it!" Xiao Ba was a little angry and anxious.

"You don't understand, do you? Come here, I'll teach you." He Yanfei hooked Xiao Ba with a mysterious expression.

Xiao Ba hurriedly approached He Yanfei.

He Yanfei pressed close to Xiao Ba's ear, and said ambiguously: "This is called - fun. Do you understand?"

After finishing speaking, He Yanfei picked up his saber and went out to practice swordsmanship.

Xiao Ba was stunned, and it took a while before he resigned to his fate and moved out the door.

Since the last small gathering, He Yanfei has kept making paper cranes every day, but he never invited them again.

It was another day when the papers piled up, Zhu Yusheng worked hard to write, and fought to the last one, and finally finished the work ahead of schedule.

He relaxed his shoulders, patted his neck, and fiddled with the small windmill between the pen holders, thoughtfully.

"Moon Guard." He called out.

"What is your order, Lord?" Yue Wei came to the desk, waiting for the order.

"What has Xiao Wu been doing recently?" Zhu Yusheng didn't stop fiddling with the windmill, as if he was just asking casually.

Yue Wei was a sensible person, and immediately replied: "My lord, Mr. Ying has never done anything other than go to the Life and Death Pavilion to treat a delirious woman every day, and he has never left the other courtyard."

"Then what exactly is he doing in the other courtyard?"

Those wines, koji, and cakes before were obviously such an impatient and careful thought.

Now I send some gadgets over every day, and I open my mouth to say "miss you" in the letter, but I don't ask any more, how can I be so calm.

Yue Wei replied: "Young Master Ying stays behind closed doors during the day, it is said that he is concentrating on practicing calligraphy. In the evening, he will practice swords in the yard."

Practicing calligraphy, practicing sword?

No wonder the handwriting became more pleasing to the eye.Oh, it's quite serious, do you still want to practice swords?

"Liu Ye begs to see the Lord." A gentle female voice sounded outside the door.

"Enter."

Liu Ye bowed and saluted, holding a small box in her hand, and said: "Young Master Ying, you can only open it yourself."

Zhu Yusheng opened the small box and found a paper crane and hundreds of little stars stacked inside.

Sweeping at random, it seems that every star is folded with edges and corners, meticulously.

It takes a lot of thought to fold hundreds of them like this, what to do with so much effort.

Zhu Yusheng silently opened the paper crane, and saw the words inside:

"My lord, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you very much."

Still a familiar beginning.

The word "Thinking" is well written, and the shape is particularly correct.

"I don't know how the master's wine is going. I only tasted a few sips last time, and I really miss it."

wine?

Good wine should be tasted slowly.Since drinking that day, he has sealed the wine jar, and only when he is hungry, he will have a drink.

The taste of this wine is naturally quite satisfactory.In fact, the taste of people is not bad.Thinking of the soft feeling, he licked the corner of his lips.

"Inside the box is the sky full of stars that Xiao Wu gave to the Lord. Open one every day, and there will be surprises every day - Xiao Wu who loves you."

It's just some small gadgets stacked on paper, can they also be called "stars"?

Zhu Yusheng thought so, but still opened a star curiously, and saw that it read:

"The next day will be super rich!"

He snorted coldly through his nose and squeezed the stars into crumbs with light force.Is this seat still short of this money?It's all so superficial, so it's meaningless.

But he couldn't resist picking another star, and opened it to look:

"The people you miss today will miss you too."

He lowered his eyes, looked at the word "missing", and put the little star alone in the book box.

A trick only kids love.

Thinking this way, he wrapped the small box in flannel and put it on the table.It just happened to touch the pen holder on the side, and the grasshopper swayed, as if it came to life.

Humph.

Since you miss it so much, I will reward you.

When it was getting late, Zhu Yusheng went out leisurely.When he approached Zuiyueju, he leaped onto the roof with a light effort, stepped on the roof tiles, and flew all the way to Yingwu's other courtyard.

Just in time for He Yanfei to practice sword in the open space.

Zhu Yusheng observed on the roof for a while, and commented: The posture of the sword is quite good, but the sword moves are too unfamiliar.

The swordsmanship that He Yanfei is practicing now is a fusion of the shadow guard's sword moves and the mountain villa's Luochen swordsmanship.

He didn't dare to use the full set of Luochen swordsmanship, so he could only think about fusion while making moves, so naturally his sword moves didn't go smoothly, and he sometimes stagnated.

Zhu Yusheng looked at He Yanfei's slow look, and thought helplessly: Who did Zhu Zihao teach?His martial arts are so poor, so he had to show mercy and give him some guidance.

At this moment, He Yanfei put all his heart and soul into the fusion of swordsmanship, and was doing a movement of holding the sword flower.

At this time, something hit the tip of the sword, and the blade shook.

There are hidden weapons!

He took a closer look and found that it was a leaf.

"Who!"

He Yanfei patrolled around, except for some flowers and trees, there was no one.

But he did not relax his vigilance and observed carefully.

There is still no movement, continue to practice swords.

"blow--"

A few more leaves hit the knee of his left calf, the wrist and elbow of his right hand.

The speed is so fast that there is no way to hide.But the leaves don't hurt when they hit the body.

Still no one around.

Continue to practice swords.

Continue to be beaten.

The positions of the hits are very precise every time, and they are all joints on the body.

This person didn't intend to hurt himself, but what was the meaning of such harassment?

He recalled the part where he was beaten, and realized: Could it be guiding him?

He repeated the previous set of movements, changing the posture of the beaten part.

If you are right, keep practicing.If you make a mistake, you will be beaten.

When he completed a set of sword techniques with cooperation, he couldn't help but wonder: So there are these operations?learned!

"Thank you senior for your enlightenment! Dare to ask senior's name?" He Yanfei clasped his hands and looked at the air.

No one answered.

Wait, still no one.

I saw that I didn't want to show up... that's all.

"It's late at night, senior don't catch a cold. This junior bid farewell, hope to see you sometime!" He Yanfei left as soon as he said that, put away his sword and strode towards the bedroom, closing the door after entering.

Zhu Yusheng heard the sound of closing the door, and then emerged from the forest.

He flew up to the beams, walked slowly on the eaves, lowered his head and laughed: it really doesn't make sense to call me so old.

For several days in a row, He Yanfei could meet experts when he practiced sword.

But no matter how He Yanfei spoke up, the expert would always remain silent, only giving pointers secretly.

Until the last time, He Yanfei's sword moves were all integrated, and after one pass, it was like flowing clouds and flowing water, and there was no response from the surroundings.

He Yanfei was also not sure whether this was the affirmation of the senior, or that he had already left.

"Senior! I don't know if you are still here... Thanks to your guidance in the past few days, this junior has been able to make progress in a short period of time. We are so destined, maybe we will have more sympathy after talking. I beg you, senior, to give me this Chance!"

No one responded.

He Yanfei didn't give up, and stood in the yard waiting with his hands folded.

Time passed by minute by minute.

It was almost daylight.

In the past few days, he maintained high-intensity swordsmanship training every day, and his body was a little tired. He Yanfei gradually felt a little sleepy and couldn't stand still.While yawning, he thought: maybe the senior really left...

After a while, his head seemed to be fishing, and it lit up for a while, and almost fell asleep standing up.

"Ugh--"

A long sigh came from the forest.

He Yanfei's mind suddenly cleared, this voice!

Last time, when he was given the antidote for the "seven-step heartbroken" by a mysterious person, he also heard this sigh.Exactly the same, he will never remember it wrong!

The senior saved him once and taught him swordsmanship, who is he?

"You force me to show up like this, but have you thought about how to make amends?"

A low and deep voice sounded, and He Yanfei's head buzzed with an echo in his mind: My seat, my seat, my seat...Zhu Yusheng, Zhu Yusheng, Zhu Yusheng...

Zhu Yusheng came out of the woods, revealing that handsome face of all beings.

Still wearing a gorgeous red dress.

Zhu Yusheng was not prepared to meet today.The bun, which was combed meticulously on weekdays, was only casually tied at this time, and two strands of black hair hung down from the forehead, which was quite casual and beautiful.

Zhu Yusheng walked all the way, neither in a rush nor slow, the moon was shining brightly and darkly, through the branches and leaves, pouring on his white face like jade.Staring at the cinnabar-like tear mole under his eyes, there is a suffocating sense of beauty.

With a "bang", He Yanfei's sword slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.He felt a little frightened, so he had to calm down and hold on.

"Seeing this seat, the sword can't be held steady? It's really a waste of teaching."

The corner of Zhu Yusheng's mouth raised slightly, and he walked up to He Yanfei, bent down to pick up the sword on the ground, and then held the hilt of the sword and put it in He Yanfei's hand.

He Yanfei finally came to his senses, and hastily bowed his head in salute.

"My lord—I don't know—"

"Shh-"

Zhu Yusheng put his fingers between his lips and made a silent movement, seeing He Yanfei so dazed and at a loss, he suddenly felt like teasing him.

So, he immediately leaned over and got close to He Yanfei's face, so close that the tip of his nose was close to the tip of his nose, and his lips were close to his lips.

He Yanfei hurriedly closed her eyes.

This is to kiss him!

He Yanfei waited for a long time, only waiting for a chuckle.

"What are you doing with your eyes closed, do you think that I will kiss you?"