Immortals come on the moon

Song Minhuan couldn't care less about the sword, if the sword shattered it would shatter, when he saw Shen Yingxue, the thoughts in his heart seemed to fly out of his chest, like a butterfly dancing.

"Master—"

He is already a young man now, stepping forward and hugging people like this, it seems that he has returned to the days when he was an eighteen-year-old boy, when he always threw himself into the arms of men.

Feeling the temperature with his fingertips, he touched Shen Yingxue's hair, the person was real in front of him, he could feel and touch it, this kind of feeling made him very nostalgic.

Shen Yingxue hugged him, looked down, and rubbed his hair on the sideburns with her fingertips, "I was not in a hurry to transform so quickly. People are looking for you every day, and I can't let go even a day."

"Where is it?" Song Minhuan raised his eyes, he smelled the breath between Shen Yingxue's lapels, as cold as frost and snow, he whispered, "I have never let you go in my heart, so I don't have the heart to care about other things."

"And you're still talking about me?" Song Minhuan began to count with a little displeasure in his eyes, "You lied to me together with Gu Wujiu before... aren't you afraid that I'll really get along with someone else?"

His voice was soft, and he couldn't utter the words of blame. He felt happy and at ease, seeing Shen Yingxue, he just wanted to see this person every day in the future.

Never part again.

"If he doesn't dare, you won't either," Shen Yingxue touched the corner of the young man's lips with her fingertips, there was a little warmth in her eyes, and her cold white fingertips seemed to be covered with snow.

"I know that Shanshan will not be like that. I am unique in Shanshan's heart."

The young man never let go of him, he was really very happy in his heart.

"Now I can say it," Song Minhuan looked at this face closer, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. It had been a long time since he had seen this face, and his heart was full of longing day and night.

He stared at Shen Yingxue's face for a while, the man's fingertips were still touching his hair, and there was a little smile in his eyes.

A light kiss was placed on his lips, and Shen Yingxue looked down at him, "I can see you every day from now on."

"You look at me like this, I'm afraid I won't let you go."

"I also don't want to part with it," Song Minhuan said, "Master will not let me go from now on."

Shen Yingxue's eyes were bent, and her voice was gentle, "Okay, I won't let you go, I will haunt you for the rest of my life."

"I've made a note of it. If one day Shanshan despises me, I will use it to reason with you."

Pear blossoms fell one after another, and snow-white petals fell on the young man's temple. Shen Yingxue brushed off the petals from the young man's temple. He fell into the young man's eyes and saw tenderness and joy.

"There won't be a day when the master follows me, and it's too late for me to love the master every day."

Shen Yingxue laughed when she heard such words, and said "Yes", "Be kind to me."

The two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they talked endlessly, wherever Shen Yingxue went, Song Minhuan followed him, and refused to let go for a moment, almost shrunk Shen Yingxue and put it in his pocket.

It was originally said that he loves Shen Yingxue, but at night it really became his pain.The candlelight was burning on the coffee table, Shen Yingxue looked calm as before, but she was not as calm as she appeared on the bed.

He couldn't see the candlelight clearly in front of his eyes, and heard Shen Yingxue calling him "Shan Shan" again and again next to his ear, her thin white fingertips were reflected on the brocade quilt with peony pattern, all of them were full of blooming red marks.

The corner of the man's lips touched his ear, calling him in a low voice, and his canine teeth bit his earlobe.The candlelight seemed to be swaying, and he was pushed into the tide of spring water, wave after wave, unrest rose again.

He clutched the corner of Shen Yingxue's clothes, except he could call "Master", he knew nothing else. When he was bullied a little harder, he would open his mouth and bite. The strength was not too heavy. Shen Yingxue's shoulder was bitten by him There were a few teeth marks.

There was tenderness in Shen Yingxue's eyes, and she gently kissed his fingertips, with a little obsession and nostalgia in her eyes, she held his wrist, lowered her head and kissed his lips.

There were traces all over his fingertips. Shen Yingxue kissed him carefully and patiently at first, but then it became more and more turbulent, like a curly butterfly pushing him to a high place.

The corners of the young man's lips were torn, and his snow-white skin gradually became gorgeous and sultry. The whole person looked like a ripe red plum that was soaked in juice and blooming in the snow. It was so charming.

The orchid incense in the room had been burning for three days, Song Minhuan wanted to cling to Shen Yingxue, so he couldn't get out of bed, and he was indeed clinging, he had to have Shen Yingxue hug him for everything he did.

After he woke up, there was no pain anywhere on his body, as if he had fallen apart, much more tired than he had fought several times.

Song Minhuan's ink was scattered behind him, he was wearing a loose undershirt, his eyebrows were drooping, his white face was as white as snow, and he was still clutching the brocade quilt with his fingertips, trying to get up by himself.

Failed again.

"Shanshan?"

Shen Yingxue only went out for a while, he went to the yard and threw out the things that Zhuang Li had sent, and brought a plate of chubby snacks he made, and when he came in, he saw the young man on the bed almost fell off.

He put the snacks on the tea table beside him, hurried over to help her, and carried her back with a half hug and half hug.

"Why don't you call me if you want to come down?" Shen Yingxue's voice was gentle, hugging her like this, but she was a little reluctant to let go.

Song Minhuan looked at Shen Yingxue, no matter how good her temper was, she couldn't bear it now.This person quarreled with him for three days, but the other person was still fine, and could go out and busy in the yard, but it was difficult for him to even get out of bed.

He put one hand on Shen Yingxue's shoulder, met the tenderness and worry in Shen Yingxue's eyes, the breath in his chest went down again, and he said in a muffled voice: "I don't want to sit on the bed."

"I want to get out."

Shen Yingxue supported the young man's back. He could see that the young man was unhappy, so he coaxed: "How about going out tomorrow? Tomorrow the city will be very lively."

"Take a good rest today. If you want to go to the yard, I will carry you there."

"I was cleaning the yard just now, and I made some snacks for you."

"I don't like sweets," Song Minhuan said, his eyes fell on the dim sum made by Shen Yingxue, and he quickly changed his mind.

"Why do you always make snacks for me?"

Shen Yingxue helped him up, and then went over to bring the snacks, "I only know how to make these, if I learn other things in the future, I can make them for you."

The snacks come in various shapes, like the ones used by ordinary people to coax children at home, presumably seven or eight-year-old boys will like them, and those who are a little older will feel childish.

Song Minhuan wanted to laugh, the plate was full of little rabbits pinched by Shen Yingxue, Shen Yingxue was willing to put candied fruit and dough, and the pinched rabbits were also chubby, looking simple and cute.

"Everything that the master pinches is the same."

The same is true when making red lotus. Red lotus is fat, soft when pinched, and sweet to eat.

Shen Yingxue: "Everything is done in accordance with kindness."

He turned the dim sum over, and sure enough, he saw the word "good" on it.

"It's not me, so to speak, Master's technique is too bad."

Shen Yingxue put a smile on one side of her eyes, and said "hmm", "A few days ago, you said that you didn't like doing these things, and you wanted me to do them for you, but you still disliked them if you asked me to do them."

"If you don't like it, you don't like it. I like everything Master does."

Song Minhuan sat in the room for a while, but he felt that he couldn't stay, so he asked Shen Yingxue to carry him out.

A soft couch was placed under the pear tree, and Song Minhuan was lying on it. He looked at the wall and found that all the things that Zhuang Li sent a few days ago were gone.

He had a guess in his mind, watching Shen Yingxue grinding the herbs on the tea table, the herbs smelled faintly fragrant, and there were a few slender things that looked like medicine jade beside them.

"Master, you threw away all the things that Xiaozhuang sent a few days ago?"

Shen Yingxue gave a flat "hmm".

"Didn't Master tell me in the past, let me get along with Xiaozhuang friendly, and don't deliberately alienate him."

Song Minhuan watched Shen Yingxue's face turn cold, he laughed in his heart, he couldn't help but find it funny.

"At that time, I was afraid that you thought I was taking too much care," Shen Yingxue said, "I don't like you staying with him, and I actually don't want him to look at you."

Does that count as telling the truth?

Song Minhuan's voice was light and light, "Now I'm not afraid that I think you're too meddlesome."

When he said this, he heard that he was laughing, Shen Yingxue glanced at him, continued to grind the herbs, and made the medicinal juice into a puree.

Song Minhuan watched as Shen Yingxue made the Yaoyu a little thicker, and he took another look. At this time, he still didn't know what Shen Yingxue was doing for it.

Afterwards he knew that the medicine jade was for him, and when Shen Yingxue used it for him, she still coaxed him, saying that it wouldn't hurt him, and that it would heal within a day.

"Is it really good to let it go for a day?"

Shen Yingxue nodded, and he slept like this all night, feeling weird, before going to sleep, he still clutched Shen Yingxue's hand, his fingertips were tightly clenched and refused to let go.

"Master, do you still want to go back to Tianxuezong?"

"Wherever you go, I will go."

Shen Yingxue touched his fingertips with the corner of her lips, and said to him: "Your uncle wrote me a letter yesterday, it doesn't matter if I go back or not, just go back and have a look when you have time."

"Our wine is still buried in the backyard, we should go back," Shen Yingxue thought for a while, and then said, "He also said something about Meng Qi. Meng Qi was not going well in Yingzhou, so Hua Chongjin went to find her gone."

"I don't know whether this is good or bad," Song Minhuan said, "It's just their fate and cause and effect, let them experience it themselves."

"You can see it now," Shen Yingxue said with a smile in her eyes, "How did you plan?"

"I want to stay outside for a while. You said you would go out with me to have a look. We haven't been there yet. We went with Young Master Lan Fengyuan and the others before."

"They are different from you," Song Minhuan said, "I want to see those scenery with you."

"If we go all over the twelve states in the future, it won't be too late to return to Zongmen."

Shen Yingxue said "um", her voice was very gentle, "I listen to you kindly."

"Thousands of rivers and mountains, I will accompany you to see."

He dropped a light kiss on the young man's temple, his tone was precious, with promise and tenderness.

The two of them fell asleep on the same bed, and the next day Song Min woke up happily, his body really didn't hurt anymore, he happily got up from the bed, tidied himself up, and went to the yard to find someone.

"Master, we agreed to go out today."

Shen Yingxue made a new soft couch for him, picked up many sycamore branches from nowhere, and put down the sycamore branches in her hand.

"Are you up?" Shen Yingxue said in a gentle voice, "Whenever you want to go out, you can go out now."

"It's already afternoon," Song Minhuan slept until the afternoon, he doesn't need to practice sword now, and Shen Yingxue is with him, he doesn't meditate every day, and lives a normal life.

This is free, safe and happy.

"Let's go out now."

Song Minhuan leaned over, slapped the sawdust off Shen Yingxue's palm, and led the others out.

They don't need to bring anything, they will come back at night, and they won't go out for too long.

The yard he chose was in the city of Rouzhao, which was full of people. He chose a remote yard, and he only had to turn two corners to get to the street.

"Slow down, don't worry," Shen Yingxue laughed, "Shanshan, what are you doing in such a hurry."

"We've been staying in the courtyard before, and we haven't come out yet." Song Minhuan glanced at Shen Yingxue, "It's all because of Master."

"Master, you need to know how to exercise restraint in the future, so I often can't get out of bed, and I will sleep in a separate room with you in the future."

Hearing the words "sleeping in separate rooms", Shen Yingxue's expression was flat, and she glanced at him, clearly disapproving of his proposal.

"I see. Next time, Shanshan, don't provoke me. If you provoke me, who should be blamed if you can't get out of bed?"

When Song Minhuan heard the man still reasoning with him like this, he wanted to laugh a little, and pinched the man's palm gently with his fingertips.

"How can you be so unreasonable?" Song Minhuan, "When did I provoke you? You are clearly trying to beat me back."

The corners of Shen Yingxue's lips curled up slightly, and she clasped her fingertips tightly, "Let Shanshan decide on other matters, this matter is not acceptable."

"You used to listen to me everything you said, but now you're back on your word."

"Shen Yingxue, how can you be so talkative."

Shen Yingxue: "If you are happy, you will be Master, if you are unhappy, you will be Shen Yingxue."

After such arguing, the two of them entered the street.The city is indeed lively, it seems to be the Lantern Festival, many young masters and ladies have come out, and there are also many disciples cultivating immortals in the city.

The lamps under the eaves are bright, bright in the daytime, and the red strings are hung with thousands of autumn trees. The wind blowing on the face is gentle, with the breath of spring.

"I used to be in the phantom array. At that time, I forgot everything. I couldn't bear to let go of the red lotus lantern."

Song Minhuan recalled, he saw the red lotus lamp again, and let go of the man with his fingertips.

"Master, go buy it for me."

Shen Yingxue asked him, "Only one?"

"How many wishes can one person have?" Song Min was joyful, his eyes slightly curved, "Just one, if you put too much, I'm afraid it won't come true."

Shen Yingxue went to buy red lotus lanterns as promised, he was standing in place, there were people coming and going in the distance, there were many river lanterns floating on the river, many people put them on during the day and at night.

He watched Shen Yingxue go by, Shen Yingxue was always generous in shopping, the gold beads were given to the peddler, the peddler had a smile on his face, and he wanted to give Shen Yingxue two more red lotus lanterns.

Shen Yingxue didn't want it, she just took one back.He turned around among the crowd, with the red lotus lanterns against the background, the spring breeze blowing on his face, and the three thousand lanterns shining on the long river behind him.

They looked at each other across the crowd, and Shen Yingxue came up to him holding a red lotus lantern.

"What wish does Shanshan want to make?"

"It won't work if I say it," Song Minhuan held the red lotus lantern. He didn't believe in ghosts and gods before, but now he believes in some.

The red lotus lantern was burning and the petals were gorgeous. He put the red lotus lantern into the river.

He watched the red lotus lantern drifting away, his eyes filled with tenderness.

If there is a god, I hope that the god can fulfill his wish, and he wants to live forever with the person he misses.

May he and Shen Yingxue... in this life, love each other forever, never forget each other, never leave each other, and love forever.

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