The Devil and the Flower

Jiang Huan had wanted to raise this question a long time ago.

Feng Yueci was not from a clan, so we know that Shu Dali is understanding, even better than his clan's children, and he is very comfortable to get along with, but it is too difficult to get close to him.

If you are too presumptuous, you will offend him, if you are too polite, you will not be able to catch up with others.

Now it's just a matter of time.

It's just a title, Feng Yueci didn't care, he just said: "As you like."

Jiang Huan propped his chin, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I have to think about it, I can't be like others, then... A Yue, Yue Yue, Xiao Ci, which one do you like?"

The corners of Su Lingmou's eyes twitched, and the Jiang brothers and sisters staggered and almost fell.

Killer said with a dark face: "Bastard!"

Jiang Huan said, "Is your skin itchy again?"

Killer said angrily: "How dare you call Qing Hui like that!"

Jiang Huan not only yelled, but also shook Feng Yueci's hand, very arrogant.

The affection in his eyes was not concealed at all, Su Lingmou and the others could see it thoroughly, they were so shocked that they all petrified on the spot.

A person like Daojun Huihui of Qing Dynasty is like a bright moon hanging in the middle of the sky, like snow and ice on distant mountains and high mountains. Even if there are many admirers, who can pull him down from the mortal world, and who can bear it?

This man is so daring!

Jiang Zhimeng pointed at him, her fingertips trembling: "You you..."

Jiang Zhiyi frowned and said, "Ridiculous!"

Su Lingmou squinted his eyes. Compared with other people, he knew Jiang Huan's temperament better. Instead, he felt that Jiang Huan was playing with others. If he could really fall in love with someone so easily, why would anyone give him the nickname "Wannian Single Dog"?

Feng Yueci was as calm as usual, withdrew his hand and said, "Don't make trouble."

The others breathed a sigh of relief—fortunately, alright, Daojun is still the same Daojun!I can't imagine what it's like for Daojun to talk about love with people!terrible!

But Jiang Huan said: "Ah Yue, since you said follow me, you can't go back on your word."

Feng Yue resigned: "I don't regret it."

One of them yelled frankly, and the other deserved to be calm, but it made others fussing and not calm.

Only Qingniu was even more aggrieved: "Moo Moo—"

Feng Yueci let it walk beside him, and tilted his head to signal Jiang Huan not to bully it anymore.

Jiang Huan nodded, unable to stop laughing.

Walking through the path, the front suddenly opened up, and I saw the high wall courtyard, standing one after another independent courtyards, simple and elegant, it is the guest house of the academy, if guests come, they can arrange to stay here.

The students of Sijun Academy and Jiang's children each occupied a courtyard on the left and right, and they are already tidying up.

Su Lingmou opened his mouth and said: "Your Excellency, Mr. Jiang, and Miss Jiang, I wronged the three of you to stay here for one night. There will be a joint test tomorrow. I think other guests will also be here."

It hurts to think about it.

It's fine to kill the emperor who causes trouble, but when Mr. Ye comes, the Jiang family and the Ye family don't know what to do!It seems that I have to ask the principal to get a few bottles of heart protection pills and give everyone a copy!

Feng Yueci lowered his eyes, and suddenly said to Jiang Huan: "Can I borrow a knife?"

Jiang Huan knew the elegant meaning when he heard the sound of strings, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "You don't need Ah Yue to do it, I will do it."

Before the few people could react, they saw the flash of the knife, and a flamboyant handwriting was already engraved on the snow-white wall-Forbidden!

The meaning of killing in it, cutting skin and scraping bones, makes people turn pale with astonishment at a glance.

Lu Jun's face was ugly and said: "What is the meaning of this?!"

Feng Yue said indifferently: "When you come to the academy, you should abide by the rules. During the joint examination, except for those who compete, the rest are forbidden to use martial arts. I would like to trouble Master Su to convey this to the visitors."

Su Lingmou couldn't help saying hello to himself, and nodded repeatedly.

Killer asked: "What if you don't keep it?"

Feng Yueci turned around and walked, his steps were light and slow, his plain clothes and long hair swayed like ripples in the wind, like three thousand snows from the nine heavens, slowly falling.

Jiang Huan put the knife back into its sheath, and smiled casually, when he heard a loud noise from a hilltop not far away, which was cut in two by a knife.

Feng Yue resigned without turning back, and said: "If you don't guard, it will be like this mountain."

The people in the guest house were startled, and they all poked their heads out, staring at the top of the mountain in dumbfounded—is Huaxia Academy so cruel!

Killer paused for a moment, but left without saying anything after all.

The brothers and sisters of the Jiang family stared at the knife mark and looked at each other—it really is their family's sword spirit!

They didn't hesitate anymore, and immediately exchanged greetings with Su Lingmou, and went back to send a message to the elders at home.

After settling this group of people, Su Lingmou was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, and turned his head to stare at the back of Jiang Huan and Feng Yueci walking side by side, feeling a little unpredictable for a moment——when did Jiang Huan become so obedient?Let what to do?

Could it be that he really fell in love with Qing Hui?

Su Lingmou rubbed his forehead, thought for a while, then turned and went straight to the principal's office building.

The headmaster was studying the colorful beads in the yard, and when he heard the movement, he took a look with his hand and said, "Ling Mou, what's the matter? Look at your dark circles, are you pretending to be a panda?"

Su Lingmou was extremely busy working in and out of the school, and this one still looked like he was not in the situation.

Angry!Annoyed!However, you still have to keep smiling, who made their principal always behave like this.

Su Lingmou said: "The Lord Killer and the Jiang family are here."

The principal said: "Oh, it's so early, I said there was such a big commotion just now, did you start a fight?"

Su Lingmou took a deep breath, and instead of rambling on, explained the situation in a few words.

Only then did the old man put down his things, put his hands behind his back, and stood up straight, his face full of vicissitudes was full of unpredictability, and the demeanor of the chief of the palace was fully revealed.

"Killing Jun's troubles are expected, so don't worry about him for the time being. I didn't expect Jiang Xiaozi to make a move for the school. It's rare."

"I'm afraid he's not for Xuegong, but for Qing Hui!"

The headmaster looked at him, pointed at his ear, and said slowly, "Ling Mou, my old man is too old to be frightened."

Su Lingmou said: "Principal, let me tell you straight, Jiang Huan seems to like Qing Hui!"

The principal said: "It's normal, who doesn't like my good students."

Su Lingmou's smile cracked, and he emphasized word by word: "It's the love that wants to kidnap people into bed! You always understand, don't you?"

headmaster:"……"

The two here are worried, but the two at the center of the topic are taking a leisurely walk at night.

Because of tomorrow's joint exam, many students have not rested yet, memorizing memorizing, rehearsing, and many people are helping the teacher to arrange the venue.

Feng Yueci and Jiang Huan walked all the way, many students secretly stared at them.

Passing by the corridor, a little girl hurried over with a few lamps, and was about to bump into someone in a blink of an eye, Feng Yueci gave a hand and said, "Be careful."

"Thank you, Daoist! It's getting dark and the road is long, I'll give you a light!" The little girl blushed suddenly, handed him a long lamp, and ran away covering her hot face.

Jiang Huan looked at the face of the person in front of him reflected by the lights, "Dao Jun is really attractive."

Feng Yueci walked away with a lamp, and the night wind picked up his slightly raised clothes, which was very elegant.When turning the road, he naturally raised his head and glanced at Jiang Huan, his shining eyes were brighter than thousands of flickering lights.

Jiang Huan murmured, "Can I hug you?"

Without giving Feng Yueci a chance to refuse, Jiang Huan has already stepped forward quickly and embraced him from behind.

Feng Yue resigned, "What does this mean?"

Jiang Huan smelled the cold fragrance lingering around him, and laughed in a low voice: "I can't help it."

Feng Yueci seemed puzzled, and said: "Mr. Jiang has such a cultivation base, such a state, why can't he help himself?"

Jiang Huan hugged him and did not let go, and whispered in his ear: "Ah Yue is so incomprehensible. Love comes from the heart, intentions come from the heart, if you can still hold yourself, you don't really like it."

Feng Yueci raised a lantern with one hand, and gently pushed him away, as naturally as he would treat a playful child, with a clear and clear expression, without any distracting thoughts.

Jiang Huan knew his temperament, and he was not disappointed. Instead, he felt that his attitude was much gentler now, so he was still in the mood to joke and said: "It's like Ah Yue doesn't like me, so he has no distracting thoughts and never wavers. No, it's not Don't like me, Ah Yue said with all his heart, he doesn't like anyone."

Feng Yueci was silent for a moment, and said seriously: "I admire Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Huan smiled and said, "Really?"

Feng Yueci's mind was innocent, his eyebrows were naturally clear, and he said sincerely: "I only hope that Mr. Jiang will find out his feelings as soon as possible, and achieve the supreme path."

Jiang Huan couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, he laughed for a long time, and sighed: "Then will I enjoy boundless loneliness? Ah Yue, do you want to hate me so much?"

"..."

Feng Yueci had been alone in the library for 16 years, and he never knew what loneliness was. When he heard this, he couldn't help but startled.

Jiang Huan took the light in his hand, lifted it up, and helped him light the way ahead, and made a "please" gesture along the way.

Feng Yueci thanked him in a low voice, and walked slowly, but fell into deep thought because of his words, and said after a while: "Forgive me for not understanding what Mr. Jiang said."

Jiang Huan didn't take it seriously, raised a free and clear smile, and said seriously: "I don't need to understand. I like A Yue, but I don't want you to be stained with fireworks in the world. You are the bright moon in the sky, and you don't need to fall into the mundane world. I will find you myself."

The bright lamp reflected his flying eyebrows, and the light in his eyes was as bright as the unquenchable scorching sun.

Feng Yueci was slightly distracted, the warmth that came from nowhere escaped from his heart, he stopped unknowingly, met the eyes of the person in front of him, and said quietly: "Mr. Jiang, you know that the sun and the moon are not as bright."

Jiang Huan replied: "You can know that the stars and the moon are bright and clean."

In the long night, in the corridor, the flickering lights kept flickering in the night wind, and the people coming and going in the distance gradually dispersed, but the time around them seemed to have stopped at this moment, unmoved for a long time.

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