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After seeing off Chu Hengze, Fu Wan's face was still a little flushed, but he looked much healthier than before.

The two walked side by side along the Yuhe River.

"Why did you suddenly take the initiative to find me?" She joked, "Didn't you come here specially to ask for your hat? Let me tell you first, if you give it to me, it will be mine."

Bai Chan ignored her nonsense and frowned: "You keep asking me like this, because you don't want to see me?"

Fu Wan: "Ah..." She had done all the more frivolous things, but after hearing this sentence, she couldn't help but feel hot again.

"What nonsense?" She lowered her head and kicked a pebble on the ground, "I'm very happy that you came to find me."

Bai Chan: "Yes."

The river breeze was cool, Fuwan couldn't help turning his head to look at her frequently, but Baichan never mentioned the kiss they had by the river that night.Don't pursue it, don't blame it, it seems that you plan to just forget it.

"you--"

"that--"

Fu Wan snatched the white: "You go first!"

Bai Chan paused for a moment: "Well, if you have made up your mind about your request, remember to tell me." She thought for a while, and then added: "It must be earlier, I have something important to do in the next year, so I'm afraid I won't be able to come to you often. "

Fu Wan broke a piece of dog's tail grass with one hand, and casually said, "Then I'll make up my mind now, how about you teach me to play the whistle?"

Bai Chan: "..." She was a little worried, "That's not the case."

"But I just want to learn this!" Fu Wan stopped and looked up, "I want to learn. Right now."

Bai Chan stared at her with lowered eyes, and the mole under her eyes flickered slightly, showing a sense of helplessness: "For such a small matter, you can just speak up."

Fu Wan: "But last time I begged you, didn't you agree?"

Bai Chan: "..."

Fu Wan leaned forward: "Well, good sister?"

"Speaking without words," Bai Chan pursed her thin lips tightly, her face as white as jade tensed, "Why are you always so... rude!"

Fuwan rolled her eyes and smiled: "I'm a little demon girl!" She took out something from her bosom and shook it, "Look, I'm wearing your whistle!"

Bai Chan turned her face away and didn't speak, but her brows were slightly loosened.

The wind was howling, and the morning mist had just cleared, and the air was filled with freezing moisture.The dark green river water reflects the withered willows on both sides, running all the way to the hills outside the capital.Along the river course, there is a faint sound of bells floating from a distance, which is probably the ritual ceremony of the Randeng Temple in the suburbs of Beijing.

The two of them walked to a thatched pavilion that was rarely visited by people, and Fu Wan dusted off the dust and sat down carelessly.

Fu Wan: "The tune you blew last time is really nice, I can hear it even in my dreams."

"Really?" There was a smile in Bai Chan's eyes.

Fu Wan said, "What's your name?"

"I don't know," Bai Chan lowered her gaze, "My mother taught me, I haven't asked her yet."

"You have a mother?" Fu Wan was surprised, and then realized that she had slipped her words, and waved her hands, "Damn, I didn't mean that. It's just that I've heard too many storytelling. Look at the mysterious masters in the excerpt, don't they all jump through the cracks in the rocks?" What came out! What is born with the same lineage as the governor and the governor, no father, no mother, no sect, fell off the cliff and picked up the secret book of magical skills, and was accepted as a closed disciple by a reclusive peerless master..."

The corner of Bai Chan's lips twitched: "I'm afraid it's not Sun Dasheng who jumped out of the cracks in the rocks?"

Fu Wan: "Hey, do you still know the Great Sage?"

Bai Chan: "I just watched it in the past two days. Yaofa puppet show, 'Havoc in Heaven'."

Fu Wan covered her face and screamed: "No way, I missed the scene of the Great Sage!"

Bai Chan thought for a while, and then said: "Besides, martial arts is so easy. Anyone has to 'practice three nines in winter and three days in summer' to barely get in."

Fuwan shook her head after hearing this: "Then I can't do it. I'm most afraid of pain and tiredness." Suddenly, she paid attention again, and leaned over with a stern face, "Otherwise, you can teach me a few tricks to bluff people. Just show off."

Bai Chan glanced at her slender arms and legs, and said calmly: "The lower body is not stable, even if you can practice beautiful fists and embroidered legs, you will still be knocked down by someone. It's better to lie down earlier, and you will suffer less."

Fu Wan: "..." Although it's true, why don't you like listening to it so much!

Bai Chan didn't realize how sarcasm she said.

She thought about it seriously, and added: "If you want to defend yourself, I have a way. It seems that there is a kind of arm crossbow popular in the Sichuan and Chongqing sects, which can be hidden under the sleeves and launched in a critical moment. In an instant, thousands of arrows are fired. Like pear blossoms in a rainstorm."

"—Well, even if you can't defeat the enemy, it's enough time for you to escape."

Fu Wan: "..." How weak does she look? This person's imagination is full of scenes of running away and surrendering?

She was not convinced: "Then what about the move you just made? It cut the neck. I saw that you handed out the sword flatly, and she couldn't even hide it. This sword move is powerful, what is it called?"

Bai Chan glanced at her, and said slowly, "Trick."

"That's it?"

"That's it."

Fu Wan: "..." Doesn't a move like this deserve a cool name?Don't you deserve it?

Bai Chan then explained that when the sword is practiced to the extreme, it doesn't stick to the moves anymore. The sword is in the heart, and when you see the move, you can stop it with silence, and you can defend against ten thousand enemies.Among the thousands of troops in the vertical and horizontal directions, no one can get close to him.

As she said that, she casually broke a piece of thatch, held it between her fingers, and stabbed Fu Wan's face lightly.

Fu Wan's eyes blurred, and he felt that although the thatch was piercing straight, it seemed to hide countless phantoms, making it impossible to judge the direction.In just one breath, she only had time to tilt her head to the right instinctively.

call.

The soft dogtail grass precisely rubbed against the tip of her nose.

So itchy.

She sneezed and complained angrily: "You bully!"

Bai Chan thought for a while, then leaned slightly, and handed the dog's tail grass to her hand: "Then do you want to return it?"

Fu Wan immediately picked it up, following her example, poking her straight bridge of the nose.Bai Chan didn't dodge or dodge, she sat quietly, her body was as quiet as a white jade statue.

Fuwan was secretly happy.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when she was about to be stabbed, the figure flickered and she disappeared.

In the next second, a pair of slender and powerful hands grasped Fu Wan's wrist.

Bai Chan wrapped her whole body around her, and tilted her head to her ear: "I caught it."

Outside the pavilion was the bleak and icy winter scene, Fuwan trembled from the heat of her breath, his fingers trembled, and he let go.

Fu Wan: "You...you..."

Her ears were sticking out, and they turned red uncontrollably.The atmosphere is quite charming.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Bai Chan let go of her suddenly, and concluded sternly: "Learning martial arts is not that easy, so let's say, let's learn how to play music?"

Fu Wan "..." She was so angry that she gave him a hard look. Seeing the ignorance on the other's face, she couldn't help but feel a little discouraged - she really punched the cotton.It's still cotton with a wooden core.

Mad!

Bai Chan was lowering her head to sharpen a new bamboo whistle, when she looked up and saw her angrily expression, she asked in puzzlement, "Why, you don't want to learn it anymore?"

Fu Wan: "..."

She was so choked that she had nothing to say, she stood up and walked around twice, finally sat down beside Bai Chan, gritted her teeth and said, "Learn!"

The two sat idle in the pavilion, blowing the whistle all afternoon facing the Taotao, who had no beautiful scenery to speak of.

Of course, it was Bai Chan playing solo, and Fu Wan's trumpet could only be regarded as a "beep, beep, beep, beep" at best, and even scared away a nest of crows without mentioning it.

When it was time to light the lamp, Fu Wan returned to the palace, and the magic sound of beeping, beeping, and booing was still circulating in his head, and he was a little dazed.

"Your Highness?"

Chu Heng appeared out of nowhere, chasing after her step by step like a stalker. "Your Highness, I came to you this afternoon to ask about last night..." She frowned, but hesitated to speak.

Fu Wan stopped and glanced at her.

Looking back against the light, Chu Hengze's appearance was indeed [-]% similar to the person in the painting last night, but that's all.

The girl in the painting has a pair of beautiful eyes, still wanting to speak, even if she is locked in the painting, she still has an indescribably lazy style.In comparison, Master Sizhong is a stubborn rock.

Fu Wan tightened her cuffs and pushed the painting inward a little.It's better not to tell Chu Heng before the matter is clarified, so as not to make her think wildly.

Fu Wan made up his mind and replied, "It's nothing, I'll come out after I ask you to be safe."

Chu Heng said: "Your Majesty didn't make things difficult for you, did you?"

Fu Wan shook his head and said no, the Empress was drunk last night.

Chu Heng said: "I heard from my mother that the porcelain bowls and cups of Ganquan Palace were broken all over the floor...fortunately."

Fu Wan: "Where's the things I entrusted to you?"

Chu Shizhong: "Everything is ready, Your Highness is relieved."

Partition walls have ears, and there are countless eyeliners in the palace. The forces of all parties are intricate, and the two of them didn't say much.

"Okay," Fu Wan turned his gaze, and looked down while leaning on the Jiuqu Bridge, "Is the lake frozen?"

Chu Heng turned his head to look at her.

Fu Wan said indifferently: "Last time, His Majesty told me that the ice should be broken once in the New Year, so that the red carps below can come up to breathe. Now this scene is dead silent, it's really a bit boring."

Chu Heng was slightly taken aback: "What do you mean..."

Fu Wan smiled: "I heard that Prime Minister Lin's mansion also raised a lot of koi?"

Chu Hengze's eyes lit up, and he said, "Thank you, Your Highness, on behalf of the Prime Minister!"

Fu Wan shook his head: "You don't need to thank me, whether the red carp can live or not depends on that person's thoughts."

Fu Wan looked at the thick ice surface, and a few groups of dark shadows could be vaguely seen running around, very ferocious, stirring up countless dark currents wherever they passed.She pursed her lips, and in the future, the court will no longer be the speech of Da Sima.

When the water is clear, there will be no fish.Naturally, the muddier the water, the better.

"Your Highness..."

Fu Wan came back to his senses, but saw Chu Shizhong still standing where he was, as if there was something unspeakable hidden.

Chu Heng hesitated again and again, and said: "Shu Chen, one more word... Is that girl today acquainted with His Highness?"

Fu Wan: "Well, she? It's just acquaintance."

Chu Heng asked again: "You leave the palace every day these days, just to see her?"

Fu Wan stopped teasing the fish and straightened up: "What do you want to say?"

"..."

"There are so many eyes staring at the whole palace, there must be an excuse." Fuwan said indifferently, "What do you think of the rumor that a dandy princess who can't stick to the wall is chasing girls all over the capital?"

Chu Heng seemed relieved.

Fu Wan's tone was very cold: "You go and tell Prime Minister Lin that it's not his turn to take care of Gu's private affairs."

"Your Highness," Chu Heng's expression changed, he chased after him two steps, and said anxiously, "Your Highness, don't blame me, my lord is just worried."

Fu Wan walked quickly, her sleeves puffed up by the wind behind her.

Chu Heng said: "Your Highness! Your Highness, in fact, it's not just your lord, I also... that woman's origin is unknown, and her martial arts are unpredictable. If she has evil intentions—"

Fu Wan stopped and turned to stare at her.

"If she has evil intentions and I hide in this palace, can you protect me?"

In an instant, the blood on Chu Hengze's face faded away, leaving only a white patch of tragic defeat.She seemed to have been stabbed to the death spot, her lips were murmured, and she couldn't utter a word.

"You can't protect me," Fu Wan said gently, "It was like this in the past, and it's like that now."

The author has something to say: Bai Chan: Don't be angry, let you bully me back, okay?

Fu Wan: Really?

Bai Chan: Yes.Um, wait... where are you touching?

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