Jiang Xue still hasn't fallen

The stars and the moon want to shine, and the little stars bloom in the night sky. Although they are faint, the light gathers together and becomes a bright star, which is not weaker than the crescent moon hanging high in the sky. Gold and white are intertwined and scattered. Every inch of land that Honmaru exposed to the outside lighted up the dewdrops lightly, and gently reflected his own appearance on the water surface.

In the Jingyi courtyard, the persimmon tree gently shakes its branches, the leaves rustle each other, accompanied by the light sound of the bamboo tube hitting the stone wall, and the ethereal feeling of the water flowing down the shallow pool, slowly, immersing in the comfort In the depths of this garden.

Jiang Xue sat on the side of the veranda in Zuowen, the tea in her hand gradually lost its original heat and turned into ice cold, she narrowed her eyes slightly, the shadow cast by her eyelashes gently covered the expression in her eyes, only the straight corners of her mouth remained A little bit.

The younger brothers beside him were still citing scriptures, but the chattering noise did not disturb him in the slightest. He sighed softly, tapped his fingers on the wall of the cup, and then put it on the plate beside him. Zongsan's face was reflected in his blue eyes, but this younger brother, who had been unwilling to stop persuading him, stopped his rhetoric for a split second.

The pink bangs raised quietly, slightly revealing the hidden blue eyes. The eyes met each other. Before he knew it, the voice of Zong San's left words became softer, until finally he stopped talking. He blinked his eyes lightly, slightly lowered his head and stroked The elder brother placed the cup on the plate, felt the coldness of the tentacles, fell silent for a moment, and said in a low voice:

"It's been so long..."

Xiao Ye's left-handed gaze turned around Jiang Xue and Zong San, and finally moved down slowly, stopping on the tea that both of them had touched just now, tilted her head to think for a moment, and reached out to touch it.

So that's the case, the tea is cold... He thought about it, and suddenly understood Jiang Xuezuo's unfinished words, so he fell silent.

It has to be said that after Jiang Xuezhengzong came, Zongsan and Xiaoye were obviously much more lively, which made Jiang Xuezuo's words very gratifying, but it was also a bit distressing.

In Jiang Xue's eyes, what the master said, even though Han was joking, he never really did harm to him, so what about sleeping and warming the bed?What about peer shopping?It's just a common thing, just obey, without too many worries.

Ever since Jiang Xuezheng carried the pillow into the room just now, Zong San and Xiao Ye used all their strength, just to persuade themselves not to fall asleep with Master, but at this moment, it is still night, the tea is already cold, naturally It's time to sleep, no more talking.

This was what Jiang Xuezuo wanted to tell them with the cold tea in his hand, and it was also what Zongsan and Xiaoye suddenly realized—my elder brother would not refuse Jiang Xuezhengzong's master's request.

He opened his mouth, as if intending to fight for a few more sentences, but finally chose to give up, Zong Sanzuo took Xiao Ye's hand, packed the teacup, and walked away step by step.

Watching the departure of his younger brothers, Jiang Xue Zuowen gently shook his head, sighing the helplessness in his heart, got up and walked to the room behind him, gently opened the door, and saw Jiang Xuezhengzong already lying on the bed, Pillow on the pillow he just brought over by himself, and looked at himself with wide eyes.

"Brother apprentice, come quickly, Master has warmed your bed!" Jiang Xue Zhengzong raised the corners of his mouth, showing a wicked smile, his eyes were crooked, as if he was plotting something bad, and when he exerted force on his arm, he lifted the bed. Opening the quilt to reveal half of the bed, he patted the side of his side lightly, and even stepped back intimately, signaling Jiang Xuezuo to come and sleep.

It's just that the strong abdominal muscles were looming under the lifted bed quilt, along with his smooth arms, which really made Jiang Xue Zuowen a little panicked.

With a push almost subconsciously, there was a soft "bang", and the door was closed directly by Jiang Xuezuo's words, without giving the two parties any time to think.

A blush suddenly appeared on her face, and Jiang Xue left her head, looking at a loss, she really didn't know how to deal with the next thing.

——Yaoshou, I haven't slept with Master for a long time, I forgot that Master slept naked!Is it too late for me to regret it now? !

In the room, a capitalized question mark appeared on Jiang Xuezhengzong's head. He tilted his head in doubt, not quite understanding what happened to Jiang Xuezuo's reaction to such a big word. He looked down at the exposed bed and his own skin, and suddenly Ming Xiao: Brother apprentice, is this shy? It's okay, it's okay, Master, I am generous, and I don't mind such small things.

After trying to understand the reason, he got up directly, strode towards the door, pushed and pulled, and dragged Jiang Xue Zuowen into the room, then quickly closed the door, and stuffed his apprentice into the bed with both hands.

Stretching out his index finger to poke Jiang Xue's soft cheek, Jiang Xuezheng narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Brother apprentice, are you shy? You are blushing!"

Pressing down those messy thoughts in his heart, Jiang Xuezuo's words finally came to his senses. He lowered his head and saw that the quilt had been cut off and covered him by the master, and he turned his gaze to Jiang Xue who was sitting beside him helplessly. On Zhengzong's body, he retracted in seconds, and let out a long breath.

——Fortunately, at least some of them wear underwear.

↑ By the way, did underwear really exist in the Kamakura period?

He lowered his head and seriously recited the Qingxin mantra in a low voice to calm himself down quickly. When he closed and opened his eyes, he returned to his usual indifference. He raised his head to look at Jiang Xuezhengzong again, and asked softly: "Master, It's still early..."

"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form." Jiang Xuezhengzong said lightly.

He stretched out his hand suddenly, and when Jiang Xue didn't notice, he poked his finger between Jiang Xue's Zuowen's eyebrows, and pressed it hard for a while, seeing that there was a faint red, he let go of his hand in satisfaction, and raised his eyebrows , "I haven't figured it out yet?"

"I..." Jiang Xue left her words silent for a moment, then slowly lowered her head, unable to say anything.

I'm afraid it's me who is so sad about everything now, making Master angry, right?

Jiang Xuezhengzong sighed helplessly, and rubbed Jiang Xue Zuowen's head, feeling that his apprentice brother has become more and more squeamish recently, could it be because of his amnesia?

He said softly: "Although you have never experienced the broken knife before, you have survived the war and disaster smoothly, but now you have also experienced the cycle of life and death in an unexpected place. Have you not seen through the dust cloud of the past?"

Jiang Xuezheng lifted up the quilt on one side and burrowed directly into it, her soft long hair scattered on the pillow between the quilts, her cool skin came into contact with Jiang Xue's left text by surprise, causing the other party to move back in fright move.

Helplessly smiled, Jiang Xuezhengzong was a little distressed, his apprentice brother seemed to react a little bit, what should I do, I don’t want to share the quilt to sleep, it’s not warm enough to sleep like that...

He was thinking about these messy things in his mind, but he still said enlightening words on his mouth: "What? Still grieving for Tsurumaru's life and death?"

Jiang Xuezuo's eyes widened slightly, and surprise was evident in his eyes.

"Silly apprentice, Master knows you very well, don't forget that I taught you," Jiang Xue Zhengzong's hand probed under the quilt, grabbed Jiang Xue's left hand, and held it tightly, His deep blue eyes became more and more dark blue in the dark room, and he added in a low voice, "As for that sad character, it's definitely Jiang Xuezhai's fault, I won't bear it!"

Feeling that her master's seriousness was only two seconds away, Jiang Xue twitched the corner of her mouth, and finally gave up the last sentence of the complaint, and focused on the topic that the master said.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, overflowing with sadness. In an instant, in front of the master, he was like a child from a long, long time ago. The corners of his eyes were quietly wet, and the pillow was wet with tears, and a large piece of wetness appeared, " Tsurumaru-kun would not have passed away in the first place, he endured this result for me..."

Hearing the choked sobs of his apprentice, Jiang Xuezhengzong sighed softly, took Jiang Xue Zuowen into his arms, gently stroked the back of his head, patted his back, and comforted him.

It's good to cry out, so that you won't be suppressed in your heart and can't release it. Brother Tu is just too sensitive, and likes to hide everything by himself, and refuses to say a word to others.

Jiang Xue Zuowen buried her head in Jiang Xuezhengzong's arms, venting her long-stored emotions. After a long time, she gradually stopped her tears, but now she felt embarrassed.

Tilting his head and thinking for a while, his eyes paused for two seconds on the obviously water-stained skin in front of him, and he slowly took out the handkerchief from his arms, and carefully wiped away the tears that he left on his chest for Master, "Ahem... I'm sorry, Master, I was rude just now..."

Jiang Xuezheng raised the corners of his mouth, blinked his eyes playfully, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's nothing, the master's arms are for the younger brother, don't worry, the master is always there, no matter what happens, you can come to the master to complain. "

As he said that, he patted his strong chest, "How does it feel? I have strengthened my exercise recently, do you feel the muscles? I still have abdominal muscles." Grabbing his apprentice's hand, he stretched himself Touching his stomach, let his fingertips touch the firm abdominal muscles on his stomach.

Jiang Xue left the text and turned her head, retracted her hand all of a sudden, moved her body back, away from him.

——Ah, who is this person?Master?No!This is definitely not my master, the master would not be so narcissistic!