lustful

Little Mingzhu rushed in and made a fuss before running away.

Xiaobai was in a bad mood, but the barracks was Huo Yunshan's territory, so he couldn't do anything, so he could only crouch on the ground and read the papers.

"Xiaobai, you don't have to be sad, it's fine if you don't have any words." Zhan Fei said lightly.

Xiaobai said distressedly: "But this is a poem about misfortune."

Zhan Fei sneered: "Come here."

Xiaobai took a few steps and lay down beside the desk, staring at Zhanfei intently.

Zhan Fei smiled, and took a set of words from the case and handed it to Xiao Bai: "Hey, this is the poem of Young Master Hou, but I wrote it, tear it up, I will write it to you again! "

Xiaobai grabbed the piece of rice paper dumbfounded, carefully blew it, folded it a few times, and put it in his arms.

"Brother Zhan, that little Pearl Princess, why did she say that you and Huanhua stole her friend's poem?" Xiaobai looked at Zhanfei suspiciously.

Just now he was jumping like crazy, but he still hasn't figured out what's going on.

Zhan Fei cleaned up his pen and ink, and shook his head lightly: "I don't know, maybe she misunderstood something. According to her, it should be that she has a friend named Hong Ye, who wrote this Ximen Ji."

Xiaobai looked at Zhanfei in horror: "This Mr. Hongye, there are many poems in his book... exactly the same as yours?"

Zhan Fei said indifferently: "I'm not very good at writing stories. Maybe he put the poems in, but it has nothing to do with me, and I don't want to ask."

Xiaobai had nothing to say.

Zhanfei has an indifferent personality. Sometimes, he is a bit repulsive. He doesn't want to talk to others about many things, and he doesn't bother to participate in many things.

Xiaobai had no choice but to get out of Zhanfei's tent, the glaring sun shone on his face, and it was slightly warm, but at this time, Shuofang had already entered the cold winter.

The wind blows on the face, it is dry and cold.

Even the sun doesn't ease it much.

Xiaobai nestled into Huo Yunshan's tent, and flipped through the script "The Story of Ximen" brought by Zhanfei.

One wave of ups and downs, this matter is really messy!

Because there was nothing to do, Xiaobai calmed down and watched. Huo Yunshan didn't come back, so he watched it all afternoon.

Really crazy.

The story of Ximen Ji is very terrible.It tells the story of how Ximensheng, a poor young scholar, hooks up with a girl from a good family in one spring day.

The plot is sweet and lingering, which is a higher level than the original "Kunlun Ballad", and it is also more fascinating.

The eldest lady, who was in love with Ximen, fell in love with the scholar's talent, broke up with her stern elder brother for him, and was forced to death by her sister-in-law.

In the end, Ximensheng went through all kinds of hardships in order to save the lady, and finally found the rejuvenation grass from Nanshan's mother-in-law and rescued his wife.In the end, the two lived in seclusion on Nanshan.

The story is very bizarre.

Compared with the popular legends of Fengyue in the world, it is more mythical, fascinating, and gives people great hope.After all, no matter how much suffering there is, gods will come out to help in the end.

Xiaobai closed the book.

The most attractive thing about this story is Zhan Fei's poems.

If it weren't for Zhan Fei's poems, this story would be a disgusting romantic story, but that unlucky Ximen student, he wrote poems, and the poems were written so well.Shocking the world and weeping ghosts and gods, this story has really become grand for no reason!

It was already dark when Huo Yunshan came back.

Xiaobai was still in a daze before the case.

"Xiaobai, what's the matter with you?" Huo Yunshan took off his armor and put it on the shelf, wearing only a simple cotton coat, he approached Xiaobai.

Xiaobai came back to his senses: "It's nothing, you played with that Ashina Siming all day today, was it fun?"

Huo Yunshan sat down beside him, and said with a wry smile: "It's no fun, a few generals and I walked around with him, and even went hunting with him, hey, it's no fun either. "

Xiaobai was stunned for a moment: "Then... have you... heard about the princess from him? What does he want to test you for? After all, he admires you so much."

Huo Yunshan smiled wryly: "I didn't ask him, it's not good, I'm a little tired, I'll ask the sergeant to bring in some water, you go out and play with Brother Zhan first, I want to take a bath."

Xiaobai's hand paused: "I...I have something to ask you."

"Ask." Huo Yunshan said absently, "I've always told you everything."

Xiao Bai asked softly, "Is this poem really written by you?"

Xiaobai took out the rice paper from his arms, put it in Huo Yunshan's hand, and looked at him seriously, the light in his eyes was bright and gentle.

His eyes fell on Huo Yunshan's forehead, with infinite affection.

Huo Yunshan opened it: "Yes, I wrote this, what's wrong?"

Xiaobai approached Huo Yunshan slightly, stretched out his hand and slowly held Huo Yunshan's arm: "Huo, today, that little Pearl girl, she came here, she said, this poem was written by a friend of hers, That person's name is Hongye."

"Just kidding, how could I be friends with her, the only girl among my friends is Yuejie." Huo Yunshan sneered.

Xiaobai said again: "There are also Brother Zhan's poems. She said they were all written by a friend of hers. She is very angry now. I just asked someone to check it. What's going on?"

Huo Yunshan threw the scroll aside in dissatisfaction, and he said unhappily: "How would I know what's going on? Could it be that I can copy her friend's poem if I have nothing to do? Besides, I just wrote one sentence of this poem, and I will write it later." I didn't even write it myself!"

He rubbed his forehead irritably: "This little pearl, I've already annoyed me enough, can we not talk about him tonight!"

Xiaobai nodded obediently: "I promise you, I won't talk about the things you are unhappy about. After a few days, let's talk about it when the person who inquired comes back."

Huo Yunshan didn't say anything.

At this time, the sergeant brought in the wooden bucket, adjusted the water temperature, and asked Huo Yunshan to take a bath.

Huo Yunshan glanced at Xiaobai in embarrassment: "You go out."

Xiaobai glanced at Huo Yunshan's brow, and suddenly reached out to grab his arm furtively: "Woe, can I not go."

"Ah?" Huo Yunshan looked at him in surprise, "Xiaobai, you..."

His cheeks flushed instantly, and he couldn't speak anymore.In this quiet big tent, the sound of each other's breathing can be heard quietly.

Xiaobai put his hand on Huo Yunshan's shoulder: "Are you injured here?"

Huo Yunshan shrank back slightly: "There's nothing wrong with it. I just accidentally got hurt while hunting today."

Xiaobai said softly: "You are injured and it is inconvenient to take a shower. Let me help you."

"But me!" Huo Yunshan stammered at Xiaobai, not knowing what to say.

Xiaobai pulled him to the side of the big wooden barrel, and whispered: "Quickly undress, I'll wash it for you."

Huo Yunshan subconsciously covered his belt: "I don't want it."

Xiaobai leaned close to his ear, and said softly: "Hua, I want to look at you."

Huo Yunshan: "..."

My God, this big rascal!