no one knows better than me

Mei Hualan looked at Zhuang Qingliu up and down for a while, with an unconcealable smile in her eyes, and asked deliberately: "Do you want to send a message too?"

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

Mei Hualan nodded thoughtfully: "Then spread the word quickly, I can call Siji for you."

Zhuang Qingliu finally couldn't bear it and covered his face with his hand, then walked to the door in two steps, covered Mei Hualan's eyes with his hand, and pretended to scold her: "Why are you laughing every day now? Where's your aloofness? Boss!"

Mei Hualan's smile remained unchanged: "What is that?"

Zhuang Qingliu turned to hold her shoulder and turned around, pushing her out of the courtyard like a bulldozer: "Hurry up!"

Mei Hualan laughed happily for the first time, and nodded again and again: "Okay, I'm leaving." She just walked and turned her head, shifting her gaze to Zhuang Qingliu's wet collar, and using two fingers to Squeezing and mentioning, "You also go in and take a shower and change clothes."

Zhuang Qingliu's collarbone burned when she touched her: "..."

Every time this person... is clearly pulling up his collar properly, lifting it up, but he can still bring out [-] points of charm and fragrance, which is very seductive.

Zhuang Qingliu didn't even act as a bulldozer this time. He turned around in two steps and walked back to the courtyard, closing the courtyard door with a click.It can't be said, it can't be said at all.

……

If so, she could also hear that Mei Hualan seemed to be standing outside with a smile on her face for a long time before leaving in a leisurely manner.

Zhuang Qingliu lay down in the hot spring bathing this time, looked at the sky and thought about it for half an hour, only to realize that her performance today was really zero points—it's a pity that even if she scored zero points this time, it will probably be like this next time, after all People often feel cold and shivering when things happen, and they lie in bed afterwards, only to feel that they were so good at that time.

This is human nature.

So half an hour later, Zhuang Qingliu tidied up, went out and strolled towards the back mountain again.She had already decided that this time she would deliberately and calmly look at the plum blossom circle in the cold pool, and she must find the place that was blown away just now... But in fact, the plum blossom circle actually turned out this time Instead, he ran into a medicine pool.

Yes, the medicine pool I soaked in last time was filled with mist, and the water surface was still covered by flower petals.

……

The dense forest was quiet, and Mei Hualan quietly opened her eyes, and after seeing Zhuang Qingliu who stopped abruptly a dozen steps away, she raised half of her eyebrows again.

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

how so!I feel like I'm here to deliver food again!

Mei Hualan didn't know if she saw her strange expression, and laughed twice while soaking in the pool.

"..." Zhuang Qingliu felt that if he turned around and left now, he probably wouldn't have to mention such things as "returning the city" in the future, so he stubbornly resumed his nonchalant expression, stepped forward a few steps, "I'm here to ask you something."

Mei Hualan seemed to like her cute look very much, so she didn't point it out, she just nodded her head along the lines: "Say it."

Zhuang Qingliu stretched his long legs, sat down sideways on the big rock by the pool, his gaze fell on the fallen leaves not far away, and said: "The grape tree that I bought in the yard before has become mature. What do you say?"

Next to her, there was a neatly folded pile of clothes in the Plum Blossom Lane, on top of which was still the colorful and lively sachet, which seemed to be exuding the faint and tranquil fragrance of plum blossoms.

The fragrant Zhuang Qingliu quietly moved a little to the edge.

Mei Hualan, who was soaking in the pool, moved slightly, and asked, "Have you become a spirit?"

When Zhuang Qingliu heard the voice, she turned her head to look at her naturally, nodded quickly and said: "It can be transformed into a form, he is a self-written juvenile."

Mei Hualan thought about it this time, and just hummed casually, as if it was not a big deal, and said: "Then you can figure it out, but if you want to keep it, Sigui may not be very happy."

As she spoke, she deliberately glanced at Zhuang Qingliu: "Is that all?"

Zhuang Qingliu immediately got up pretending to be natural, walked to the edge of the pool and raised eyebrows at her: "Of course not." He said, "I still want to ask, about the Daoist Lantern of Changgeng Immortal Mansion and the monk of the Yu family How to say?"

Mei Hualan looked at her very closely: "I don't want to say anything, it's just that the Hundred Families of the Immortal Gate decided to appoint a few people to go to the two Immortal Mansions together and ask them face to face. It's just a formality. People have already stood at the top of the world, and nothing can be done to them except to question them. Two such people, until they have very tangible evidence and are jointly attacked, no one will be willing to stand out and offend them easily."

Hearing her serious answer, Zhuang Qingliu nodded quickly to express her understanding.Because in this world of cultivating immortals and in many eras of martial arts, many people whose personal strength has reached the peak have never been able to move easily.Besides, Mei Hualan pushed these two people out that day, most of it was to block Yu Chenyue, Zhuang Qingliu knew it in his heart.

Thinking of this, she squatted by the medicine pond and said to Mei Hualan: "By the way, take out some books that you deliberately took away and hid before, and I will look through them."

Mei Hualan moved her eyelashes slightly this time: "How do you know?"

"After all, the history library in your Zangshuge even remembers Zhu Heng, so it must be abnormal that there is no scroll to record me." Zhuang Qingliu raised her eyebrows at her, "And Siji knows that there are so many details about me, It's not all from what I heard, it must be the book I read on weekdays."

Mei Hualan always knew that she was smart, so she was not surprised, but asked quietly, "Why do you want to know?"

Zhuang Qingliu seemed to be puzzled by her question and blinked for a while.

Mei Hualan didn't speak for a while, but raised her hand from the water, and traced Zhuang Qingliu's eyebrows a few times with her wet fingertips.When the eyebrows were stained with water, they lay down into limp strips in an exceptionally obedient manner.

"Is it because I suddenly want to know... or because I am a little uneasy?" she asked.

"That's not true." Zhuang Qingliu quickly stretched out his hand to fiddle with her, and then poured a handful of water on her face before seriously saying in a low voice, "I just don't want to be so passive all the time, and I want to give the people who are playing tricks behind me , Come and see some color."

For a short moment, Zhuang Qingliu saw the flash of several intertwined emotions in Mei Hualan's eyes, and then heard her say: "It doesn't have to be like this."

Zhuang Qingliu paused: "Huh?"

Mei Hualan leaned quietly on the stone wall in the water for a long time, and carefully traced her with her eyes: "I just want you to be safe and sound, no matter whether it is active or passive, don't get involved in those unnecessary things."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhuang Qingliu seriously, and said in a low voice: "And no one can know all about you——Zhu Heng can't, I can't, and book writers can't."

Zhuang Qingliu's heart moved slightly, and she quickly understood what she meant - the so-called human memory is something that is memorized in countless bits and pieces in daily life, and can be recalled at any time at a certain moment.But it must come to mind.

Otherwise, what you hear from other people’s mouths will be distorted, and what you read in other people’s books will be misleading. No matter which one it is, there will definitely be falsehoods.This is probably why Mei Hualan has never mentioned the past to her for so long.

But if it has been like this, then she came back here from another world... for what reason.

Zhuang Qingliu drooped his eyelashes almost in a trance, and after quieting for a while, he suddenly raised his hand to wipe off the water droplets on Mei Hualan's eyelashes, and said, "Didn't you say before that you need to adjust my memory to see, do you still want to see it?"

This time, Mei Hualan watched her while soaking in the water, and quietly shook her head.

Zhuang Qingliu's heart moved slightly: "Why?"

Mei Hualan just looked into her eyes and smiled: "What if you look at her and find out that you don't like me?"

"..." Why on earth did this person suddenly behave like this again!

Zhuang Qingliu splashed several handfuls of water on her face, only made her whole body wet, then poked the water drops on her face with her hand, and asked with a smile: "Then what should I do now, Boss? Are you doing farming at home or rectifying housework? Going out to work or taking care of your children? Or, go down the mountain and join Duan Bin in business to get rich and reach the pinnacle of life? Huh?"

She used to soak in the pool and laugh every time she said something about plum blossoms, but when she heard the last one, her smile disappeared suddenly and she said, "Of course that's not possible." She swept Zhuang Qingliu's arms as she said, "I gave it to you before." Do you remember the map?"

Zhuang Qingliu: "Huh?"

Mei Hualan said: "Meizhou is located in the north and is very cold. Fruits have always been precious and rare, as expensive as gold leaf. Ordinary people can't afford to eat them on weekdays. Therefore, the hundreds of miles of mountains behind the fairy mansion rely on the spiritual energy. Most of them are fruit trees. Now there are several kinds that are mature, you go and have a look.”

Zhuang Qingliu immediately touched the marked map out of his arms with great interest: "Did you pick it up and give it to them?"

Mei Hualan shook her head and smiled: "Cheap sale—there are more than [-] cities in Meizhou, with a population of nearly [-] million. How can they be given away for free, and it is easy to cause looting and stampede. Our family has some people who have been in charge of this for many years." People, you don’t need to worry about it, just help with the picking, and Xiaohan will be responsible for the specific scheduling.”

In this way, the Mei family will not continue to make up for the shortfall by selling people for nothing, and it will not be able to operate in the long run.And even if this move may have originated from the good intentions of an ancestor of the Mei family, as long as it is done well, over time, this item can also make a small profit and sell well.This is a good fit for the common people.

Zhuang Qingliu thought about it for a while, and quickly put the soft mark back into his arms with a smile, raised his hand and nodded Mei Hualan's head: "Your family is really famous as an old farmer in the orchard, no wonder your daily style is so simple and shabby. "

As he said that, he quickly paid his respects to the plum blossoms, and a gust of wind blew towards the back mountain that stretched for hundreds of miles.Mei Hualan looked at her lively back from behind, laughed too, and then quietly closed her eyes.

Now in midsummer, all kinds of fruits are indeed ripening one after another, such as peaches, watermelons, mangoes, grapes, red bayberry... Regardless of the variety, they can be found in the mountains separated by Mei's house, and there are even many that Zhuang Qingliu has not seen. The berries of this world.Nowadays, the invisible mountains are very lively, people come in and out in an orderly manner, among them are ordinary people in cloth and straw hats who are happily picking up fashions in carts and sending them out fresh.

It seems that this place has indeed been operating very maturely, and there is no need for one more person to help.Zhuang Qingliu quickly understood the meaning of Meihualan. He sat on the branch of a lychee tree, picked a few cinnamon-flavored and fragrant lychees, peeled them, and ate them. "Contributing to the cause.

After a whole day, she almost ate and took away more than she helped to pick, which caused the disciples of the Mei family who also came to make fun of them to laugh and joke.These people came here to eat and play and write poems, so they also made a few doggerel poems as gifts to Zhuang Qingliu.

Zhuang Qingliu blinked and said he accepted it, and he will come back tomorrow!So he took advantage of the sunset and rested, and flew back happily wearing a straw hat.

She simply poured the fruits of happy picking from the Qiankun bag into a few baskets slowly, and then went to the back mountain to take a shower and change clothes humming a little tune, thinking that eating for nothing makes people happy, next time I go with Meihualan better.

Just as she was thinking so and turned back, Mei Hualan appeared in front of her.

The moonlight was very bright, Zhuang Qingliu blinked, and came in from the gate of the courtyard with a small orange wind lantern that she liked so much, walked under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and asked, "Are you back? Is it enough to soak for a day?"

She meant that no matter whether it was a real injury or a performance against Mei's parents, it didn't seem to be a good day.

"No, we'll have to soak tomorrow." Mei Hualan really said concisely.

Then why did you come back for tea?Zhuang Qingliu raised his eyebrows, stood still in the middle of the courtyard, rubbed the ends of his hair, and said nothing.

Mei Hualan then sat under the osmanthus tree, holding the porcelain cup with delicate five fingers, her eyes fell on the moon on the water, she looked at the moon for a long time, and then said: "Do you have something to tell me today?"

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly laughed - this person obviously wanted to hear some possible responses, but he insisted on saying such things.

And it's rare to see her, a person who didn't even say a word before, be so active now, Zhuang Qingliu deliberately teased her: "No."

Xi Feng seemed to be quiet for a moment: "...Really?"

Zhuang Qingliu raised his hand and scratched his face, smiled and looked sideways at the moon: "Huh? Do you want to hear something?"

Mei Hualan lifted her narrowed eyelids, put down her teacup and looked at her: "I was thinking about asking Xiaohan to take you around the city at the foot of the mountain tomorrow, but now it seems..."

Zhuang Qingliu immediately smiled at her under the moon: "Yes, yes."

Mei Hualan raised her eyebrows nonchalantly: "Huh?"

Zhuang Qingliu approached her with refreshing moisture, picked up a bunch of red cherries soaked in spring water from the stone table and fed her to eat, then lowered his head and pinched her face, and whispered: "Boss, you can't wait I really know what you want, not only will I think about it now, but I will definitely think about it very quickly, so you should heal your injuries first, or else many things will... eh?"

Mei Hualan's eyelashes flickered a few times because of the content she omitted after "otherwise a lot of things", and then seemed to tickle the corners of her mouth very, very happily: "Yeah."

Seeing her very happy, Zhuang Qingliu smiled, and turned her head to point: "Then can I expand here and grow some fruits and vegetables?"

Originally, she was tossing around in the courtyard for spare space, but now she should be referring to the place where Meihualan practiced swords on weekdays.

"Of course." Mei Hualan glanced at the direction of her finger, and suggested, "It's cold here, so it will grow better when planted in the back hill."

Zhuang Qingliu winked and smiled at her: "Isn't your precious lotus planted over there?"

This sentence did not know how to please Mei Hualan, Zhuang Qingliu felt that after she lowered her eyes and thought for a while, she seemed to be smiling a little, and then said nothing.

But the next day, as soon as Zhuang Qingliu woke up, he found that the area by the wall in the west corner of the courtyard had been vacated, and most importantly, the moist soil had been loosened.In addition, on the stone table under the osmanthus tree in the courtyard, there are dozens of small cloth bags the size of a palm, and the slender silk thread at the mouth of the bag is pulled open, and there are half a bag of prepared seeds inside.

As long as this person is caring, it seems that it is really hard not to be tempted.

Zhuang Qingliu smiled brightly at the word "pumpkin" marked on a sticker on a small cloth bag for a long time. Taking advantage of the most suitable weather when getting up early, he happily turned into an old farmer again.

Over the next few days, she became more and more proficient at doing these things. For the rest of the day, she sometimes went to the Mei family's library, and sometimes started dealing with various people in the Mei family, and occasionally dealt with some trivial matters.

The little snake that was scared away by Du'e that day has swam back, and now he always wraps himself around the peach tree enchantingly when he has nothing to do, watching Zhuang Qingliu flying around in the courtyard all day, and occasionally lying leisurely under the tree to bask in the sun read a book.Since it didn't want to come up to "put a face" at any time, Zhuang Qingliu stood in front of the peach tree and looked down, and let it go.

On the contrary, the grape essence with curly vines grew again, which made Zhuang Qingliu very good at dealing with it. When he said to let it go free and let it leave by itself, it lost its place and turned into vines, entangled in trees, corners, and vines. The window frame... Anyway, it silently changed its original shape, showing that it was just an innocent vine.

. . . a vine that bears no grapes.

Zhuang Qingliu had no choice but to keep it in the courtyard, but lowered his hand a little, and said solemnly: "You are not allowed to change shape casually."

The leaves and whiskers all over Grape Essence's body rustled, expressing that they knew.

Zhuang Qingliu was inexplicably tired and felt as if he had upgraded to an old woman. While burning a communication talisman to chat with Mei Hualan who was still in the cold pool, while carrying a small basket of grapes and cherries, he picked a book at random and abducted it. The door, ready to go to the salted fish stall on the grass in the back mountain for a while, and then take a nap.

Of course, take a look at her real "kissing daughter goose" Mei Sigui by the way.

This "female goose" has been perfectly corrected by her in recent times, and now she sleeps in vain at night, and the regularity is very gratifying.Of course, the most gratifying point is that Zhuang Qingliu finally doesn't have to bear his night dancing and stepping on his face.

After turning around the corner of the mountain, the green and soft grass gradually came into view. Zhuang Qingliu walked around casually, and saw that Mei Sigui had mixed into a bunch of big geese again today.

"Honey, can you talk to each other?"

Zhuang Qingliu rolled casually on the grass, observing the group of white geese and a red-haired crane back and forth: "It's obviously not the same species, why do they always play together so happily? Hmm?"

When she finished speaking, Mei Sigui blinked, walked to her head, and then just raised her voice, calling out halfway: "Chirp—"

The big goose next to him suddenly said, "Gah!"

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

Mei Sigui fanned her two little wings slightly, and danced a bird dance around Zhuang Qingliu: "—Jiujiujiu."

A group of big geese danced around it again: "quack quack!"

Zhuang Qingliu: "?"

In the next short period of time, Mei Sigui and such a group of big geese were in her ears: "Jiujiujiu...quack...the geese sang together."

Zhuang Qingliu shook his hands in shock, and got up on the spot, almost too frightened by the wild tune that he couldn't do it on the spot - obviously the Youyi clan were born with good singing voices, what the hell are these "five-tone ugly monsters"? !

She turned her head tremblingly and shouted: "Okay...okay, don't do this! This is too ugly!!"

However, Mei Sigui seemed to have found some fun, so she leaned closer on purpose, and whispered in her ear, "Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp."

"..." Zhuang Qingliu stared at her seriously, "If you keep doing this, I'll turn you into a bald little baby."

Mei Sigui seemed to be taking a figure-of-sight gait in a very comical way, and with a whimper of wings—he went to the sky.As soon as it left, those big geese stopped acting like demons immediately, and ran away with a few quacks.

But since that day, and for the next few days, whenever Zhuang Qingliu came to the salted fish stall on the grassland again, Mei Sigui would suddenly appear in her ears from time to time, approaching her unexpectedly: "Jiu jiu jiu jiu jiu jiu, jiu jiu~"

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

After several times in succession, the various threats that were originally useful began to fail. Light beatings didn't work, and heavy beatings didn't help.Mei Sigui seemed to find it more and more interesting, and slowly and confidently led a group of big geese, and began to chase after Zhuang Qingliu and contribute to the death chorus.

"Chirp chirp chirp... quack quack!"

"……Help!"

Zhuang Qingliu swore that she really saw a smile on the face of a big bird. Mei Sigui's eyelids were much deeper, and the bird's eyes were funny and curved.

She ran to the pool with strange and complicated emotions all the way, and found Meihualan, who raised her hand calmly, signaling Zhuang Qingliu to reach out as well.

Zhuang Qingliu immediately followed suit, and then a little peach-blossom jellyfish-like film appeared on the tip of her middle finger. She couldn't help poking her head down and asking, "What is this?"

"Soundproof cover." Mei Hualan said, "It can be used by zooming in."

Zhuang Qingliu looked at this thing for a long time, then raised his eyes again: "Why are you so calm?"

Mei Hualan smiled: "Because it used to treat me that way." Then she turned and said, "You just need to cover yourself quietly with a soundproof cover, so that you don't let it find out. After playing badly by your ears for a while, it will I feel that you are no longer afraid, it’s boring, and I won’t sing on purpose in the future.”

"? So why on earth is this little bird like this? Who raised it?" Zhuang Qingliu raised his eyebrows at Mei Hualan meaningfully—it's time to enter the accountability link between parents.

Unexpectedly, Mei Hualan responded to her with a deeper meaning: "It was like this when you were here before."

Zhuang Qingliu put away her provocative eyebrows for a second, and said coldly: "Then why do I still spoil her. No.—Teach me a barrier technique."

Mei Hualan glanced at her with a delicate expression, and quickly nodded: "Okay."

So after two sticks of incense, the back mountain meadow - a tent-like transparent barrier appeared in place, and Mei Sigui, who was still chirping non-stop, was confined inside, and then a group of its little brothers, big geese, were also locked in. .

Only then did Zhuang Qingliu put on a soundproof cover outside, and proudly raised his eyebrows at the bird cub, letting him know what it means to be guilty of a single bird, and to sit together with relatives and friends.

……

A month later, Mei Hualan, who was completely healed, showed off in Mei Xiaohan's room: "It's very good now."

Mei Xiaohan, who was buried in a pile of scrolls and was so busy that he flew up, also gave a short laugh, criticizing the matter of the ghost's return that was just presented, but didn't answer.

Mei Hualan, however, sat peacefully at the table, lowered her head and took another sip of tea, with a deeper smile on her face: "She came back from the mountains, picked a basket of fungus and mushrooms, and just threw them in the yard to dry."

"..." Mei Xiaohan raised his head inexplicably, then looked away, and changed the scroll.

After a while, Mr. Duanzhu, who has always been succinct and expressionless in the outside world, smiled and said to himself: "She is now making a rose wall, and the bamboo has been cut. She looks very happy."

Yes, Zhuang Qingliu is making a rose wall in the yard at the moment—because she is thinking about the rose wall she saw in Lansong Void Realm before, so she also wanted one a long time ago, but it's a pity that Meiling is quite cold. The roses have not been planted several times, so this time I will replace it with a cold-resistant rose that blooms all the year round.

When she was leaning against the wall to build a bamboo frame, a few red cranes were flying up and down around her.

Mei Hualan smiled and looked in the direction of her own Meiyuan, holding the tea cover in her hand and scraping lightly on the surface of the blue water: "She also strung a lot of orange lights on it, it will look good when it lights up."

"..." Mei Xiaohan finally raised his head unbearably: "Go out quickly, she looks very happy, but I can't concentrate at all-do you know how many things I still need to approve?"

Mei Hualan immediately turned her head back and obediently quieted down on the spot.

"..." Mei Xiaohan gave her a strange look, then lowered her head, and started to write again. At the same time, a young disciple brought over another stack of scrolls.

Probably before the little disciple who delivered the scroll came down the mountain, Mr. Duanzhu, who was so well-behaved that he didn't have half a cup of tea, suddenly rolled his eyes again: "She cut the pumpkin in the kitchen—but she didn't like it herself, it was me. love to eat."

Mei Xiaohan looked up: "...Why can't you go back and watch?"

Mei Hualan lowered her head and poured water to drink indifferently: "Oh...she thinks I'm an eyesore by walking around all the time, so she kicked me out."

Mei Xiaohan nodded: "To be honest, are you willing to listen to me saying 'obscure'? If necessary, I am willing to say it a few more times."

But I don't know if there is a big difference between her "obstructing the eyes" and Zhuang Qingliu's "obstructing the eyes", or whether Duan Zhujun's ears are deaf, anyway, Mei Hualan doesn't seem to hear her words at all, and keeps her eyes down Huacha said: "I'm very happy."

……

It's true that Mei Hualan hasn't spoken much these years. The way she expresses her happiness every day is to directly say the four words "I'm very happy".

The most important thing is that Mei Xiaohan has not heard her say this sentence for many years.So her heart softened suddenly, and she had no choice but to bow her head haggardly, and let her stay here and keep thinking.

The sun quickly passed by quietly, and the sunset glowed in the sky.

After the disciple who came to deliver scrolls every day ran back and forth twice, Mei Xiaohan lowered his head and drew a circle on a booklet with a pen, then raised his head and said, "If you don't want to go, then who will I arrange for?"

Mei Hualan made a posture of not hearing at all, lowering her head to peel the almonds.

"..." Mei Xiaohan looked at her several times in a strange and unspeakable way, and sighed, so she had to open a few other booklets to see if she could reschedule the staff.

But it seems that since Zhuang Qingliu was born again from the lake, there have been a lot of extra things in the past six months. It seems that no matter how you look at it, if this matter does not go away, at least three elders will need to work together. Disposal, in this way, people will not be able to adjust.

So early the next morning, Mei Hualan took a jar of daughter red and went to find Mei Huazhou in person.

In less than half a day, Mei Huari, who had only been sitting in the Immortal Mansion to deal with various affairs in recent years, took Mei Xiaohan's scroll and left the mountain.Only half a month later, the Mei family's disciples and retainers quickly began to discuss and speculate, and found that Meihualan and Meihuazhou seemed to have switched their duties recently—Meihuazhou was always running outside now, and Meihualan was replaced by Meihualan to sit in the fairy mansion. up.

But even though Mei Hua Zhou was replaced by Zhi Ao, Mei Xiaohan still reminded Mei Hua Lan: "In addition to making decisions in the Zong Pavilion, the suzerain is also obliged to patrol the upper and lower levels every day and communicate with guest ministers and retainers."

Mei Hualan was drinking Zhuang Qingliu's sweet rose and fruit soup in the yard, not knowing whether it was real surprise or fake surprise, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "What is that?"

……

Mei Xiaohan had no choice but to find another way, and instead started chatting with Zhuang Qingliu all day long, so that Mei Hualan would come out of her Meiyuan and do things seriously—speaking of it, it’s like this since they’re not together now, this What if we are really together in the future.

After Mei Xiaohan walked for a while with great anxiety, he felt again... Maybe it was because "he hadn't become a full-time employee yet", and the ancients said that "you should start a family before you start a career", so you should be honest.

Thinking of this, she took Zhuang Qingliu around for a chat, and then walked along the path to the nearest barrier of the Immortal Mansion.

Before getting close, Zhuang Qingliu had already discovered it from afar—the barrier of the Mei family's Immortal Mansion was just a transparent film. What's the matter, it actually started to bloom.

These dreamy little flowers have different shapes from top to bottom, but most of them are lovely tender pink in color. Some are like cherry blossoms being blown by the wind and swirling down, while others are like pear blossoms flourishing and rustling. , in short very nice.

Zhuang Qingliu stepped forward curiously, and asked Mei Xiaohan: "What's the matter? Has the barrier of your Immortal Mansion been updated?"

Mei Xiaohan walked closer and said, "No, senior Zhuang, the barrier of the Immortal Mansion suddenly started to bloom with small flowers, just because Hualan is in a beautiful mood recently."

"...Does she actually plant small flowers when she's happy?" Zhuang Qingliu suddenly touched it with her hands in a strange way, and all kinds of small flowers in front of her suddenly swayed like water ripples, swirling lively around her fingertips.

Zhuang Qingliu couldn't help laughing, stretched out her fingers to hold a small dreamy apricot flower, and lowered her head, thinking that this is too cute.

"Yes, Senior Zhuang." Mei Xiaohan looked at the peach blossoms at her fingertips beside her, "The barriers of the Immortal Mansion have always been arranged and maintained by Hualan, not only can the underground flowers be related to her mood, but also mobilize the aura on weekdays. , A group of disciples breathed out to practice, and occasionally adjusted the warmth and coldness of spring and winter, and she was responsible for all of them."

Only then did Zhuang Qingliu turn around and look at her with a blink of an eye: "It turns out that our boss is taking on the most important responsibility, so we're not just vagrants."

As soon as these words fell, all kinds of small flowers that had been floating on the barrier began to fall on her one after another, and turned into peach blossoms.

Zhuang Qingliu was even more amazed, she held a flower in her palm, looked down and twirled it.

Mei Xiaohan took the opportunity from the side and said: "So senior Zhuang, didn't you agree that Hualan would think about it quickly, why don't you think about it now--Huanlan is not only very capable, but also only earns money on weekdays. No money, very rich. In addition, she has a lot of property of her own, if you agree to her, everything about her, including those Zhuangzi, mountains, rivers, lakes and so on, will be yours."

Zhuang Qingliu lowered his head and laughed a few times calmly, and said to Mei Xiaohan without raising his head: "Who told you that I would think about it quickly?"

Mei Xiaohan looked at her with a solemn expression: "Huh?"

Regardless of whether it is the world of cultivating immortals or the normal world, it was generally popular in the ancients to get married at a young age, but Zhuang Qingliu had no such plan in her previous life - she would still mess around.

"I'm seriously thinking about it, but I don't want to 'marry young' at all."

Zhuang Qingliu raised her head, blinked at Mei and said with a smile: "So it's all nonsense that you come and go quickly—you just don't tell her now."

After she finished speaking, Mei Xiaohan seemed to choke for a moment, her gaze fell on Zhuang Qingliu's face strangely for a long time, then she moved to the side very subtly, jumped over her shoulder, and looked in a direction behind her.

At the same time, Zhuang Qingliu also felt his whole back go cold, and turned his head on the spot... The expressionless Mei Hualan was standing under a tree, looking straight at her.

"..."

Zhuang Qingliu's last possible thought of living in this life is... Otherwise, I'd better die!