Jiang Xue still hasn't fallen

Jiang Xue Zuowen just sat on the cushion like this, drinking tea one after another unconsciously, his eyes were empty, and he was in a daze, until he held the teacup to his mouth again, he couldn't drink it all the time. When it was time for tea, I just came back to my senses.

Looking at the bottom of his empty cup in a daze, Jiang Xuezuo let out a soft sigh, and put it down slowly. It is really not his doing to worry about these things like this, he thought so, and slowly got up.

Although I only recovered the memories of the period when the new God-inspector first arrived in Honmaru, it can be regarded as a harvest. At least the dream since my birth finally had a beginning, but I still don’t know what the previous self was. And broken.

It's better to leave this kind of matter to Tsurumaru Kuninaga and Mikami Tsukimune, who seem to be clearer, at least Tsurumaru Kuninaga still knows a lot of things, otherwise I wouldn't have gone to him in the past.

Jiang Xue walked to the door with left words, still thinking in her heart, she pulled the door with her hand, and the door was slowly opened, and the first thing that entered was two identical faces.

After a moment of astonishment, before Jiang Xuezuo had time to respond, two Tsurumaru Kuninaga splashed over with two buckets of water in their hands.

Jiang Xuezuo's words had no time to stop their blow that caught them off guard, and he was drenched all over before even closing the door.

The wet clothes were close to his body, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. Jiang Xue Zuowen tugged on the collar, but he still had no choice but to give up. Some water fell from the end of his long blue hair and hit the ground. A few points of dampness were completely melted into a piece of wet tatami mats, making it impossible to distinguish clearly.

Jiang Xue Zuowen glanced at the tatami behind him, which was as soaked as his own clothes, and suddenly felt a silent mourning for the two people in front of him, and he would definitely be beaten.

Although he didn't know why he felt this way, but he just felt that the judge would not let go of two trouble pills!

He stepped out of the door silently, turned around and left, ignoring the two Tsurumaru behind him.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga shrugged and showed disappointment at the same time. It looked like a replica, although it was true to say so.

This time it was a little joke, they thought that Jiang Xue Zuowen would be angry anyway, but his expression didn't change at all, and he left so calmly, which disappointed them very much.

Jiang Xuezuo left so simply, not that he didn't care about it, but that he felt that his anger might not have any effect, so he wanted to find someone who could deal with these two troublesome pills.

That's right!It is the judge!

The butterfly shadow flutters outside the room, bringing long silk strips. The dance in the air echoes the colorful cherry petals, and the pink and blue are intertwined, drawing a beautiful picture.

Yuan Zhenyue was sitting on the veranda, beside Yoto Usagi half backed up and knelt down, making tea gracefully, and sometimes glanced at Jiro Tachi who was dancing with the fluttering cherry petals in front of him, and the corner of his mouth twitched , I can't think of how to describe the complex feelings in my heart.

Yuan Zhenyue didn't feel much. Although in the Heian era she lived in, "Hell" had not yet appeared, but as a world consciousness, these things have long been seen. She shook her legs and swayed her body to the music. , occasionally holding up the light green tea bowl, and taking a sip of Yulu.

"Jiro is so amazing..." Yuan Zhenyue sighed with emotion, chuckled, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, "Okay, let's stop here for today's dance, there are guests here."

Jiro Taidao followed her words and slowly closed his momentum. Although his protagonist is quite receptive to modern things, he still prefers classical things, and occasionally asks himself to dance.

Moreover, besides himself, the lord also likes to ask Sanriyue to come over to drink tea with her, and occasionally the daggers will be called to chat.

Well, just get used to it, and since you can't resist, just obey, anyway, it's just a dance, and nothing else, and the master just watches me dance with the eyes of admiring the dance, and it's not really that kind of "underworld".

Thinking this way, he slowly moved aside, a little curious about the "guests" Genmazuki said, the people who came for the rehearsal today, could it be Tsurumaru Kuninaga and Ishikirimaru?

Lifting his eyes slightly, he saw Jiang Xuezuo walking over wet, Jiro Tachi was startled, stepped forward a few steps, and handed his handkerchief directly into his hand, "Why did Jiang Xuejun make such a appearance? Zongsan and Xiaoye should be worried when they see it."

Jiang Xue left a word of thanks, wiped the water off her face silently, glanced at Jiro Tachi who was showing worry, always felt that this person seemed inexplicably familiar.

Speaking of which, there is no smell of alcohol...

Jiang Xue moved the tip of her nose in Zuowen, making sure that she really heard the right thing just now, the Jiro Taidao in front of her is completely different from the one in her Honmaru, and she doesn't smell of alcohol at all!

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Xue Zuowen still curiously asked his own doubts: "Mr. Cilang, you...didn't drink?"

Jiro Tachi was almost out of breath, do you think I'm a drunkard?Well, I am, but there are times when I don't drink too!

Yuan Zhenyue didn't wait for Jiro Tachi to answer Jiang Xuezuo's question, and directly answered for him: "Today is the day for enjoying the dance, and I ask him not to drink alcohol this day. What to do if it doesn't look good."

Jiro Tachi casually rolled his eyes. This was a denial of his dancing skills. Since the person who said it was his master, he didn't say anything.

He flicked his sleeves and snatched back his handkerchief. The gorgeous kimono and the delicate makeup gave his movements a touch of charm.

Turning around and lifting his feet, he walked away slowly, seemingly not in a hurry, no one knew that his heart was going crazy:

These guys who don't understand my dance aesthetics!

These guys who don't understand my dancing skills!

This group of guys who don't understand my dancing skills!

I don't want to stay with you!

Good wine is my salvation!

Jiang Xuezuo didn't understand the brain circuit of Lang Taidao last time, but just watched him disappear around the corner in a daze, looked down at his empty hand, glanced at Yuan Zhenyue from the corner of his eye, and trembled.

I saw Yuan Zhenyue staring at himself with a smile, to be precise, staring at his soaked clothes and stained floor.

The corner of Yuan Zhenyue's eyes raised, and after Jiang Xuezuo subconsciously took a step back, she showed a meaningful smile, "Jiang Xuejun... why are you soaked?"

Jiang Xue Zuowen looked at Yuan Zhenyue, and suddenly felt that the other party had grown ghost horns and fangs. In his heart, he mourned for Tsurumaru Kuninaga for a second, and he resolutely betrayed the other party, "Tsurumaru Kuninaga."

"Hehe..." Yuan Zhenyue sneered twice, "Where is it?"

Quickly realizing that the other party was asking about where the Tsurumaru Kuninaga and the others were making trouble, Jiang Xuezuo lowered his head slightly, exposing his clean and fragile nape, and said in a low voice, "The door."

"It's very good, it's really good." Yuan Zhenyue clapped her hands, her smile was extremely bright, but it made Jiang Xue take a few steps back.

Glancing at Jiang Xuezuo who was leaning back against the wall, Yuan Zhenyue didn't say anything, but jumped down the corridor, stood in the courtyard, and swept his clothes , with a chuckle, "Tsurumaru Kuninaga, Tsurumaru, since it's a crane, let's imprison it."

The corner of Jiang Xue Zuowen's mouth twitched, since it is a crane, shouldn't it be released?What about imprisonment?Are you going to kill animals?

Of course, I just want to say one thing: Come on!

He was cheering for Yuan Zhenyue in his heart, but he was still calm on the surface.

Yuan Zhenyue looked back at him as if feeling something, waved her hand without saying anything, took Ye Tu and left directly.

Jiang Xue Zuowenwen raised his foot and was about to keep up, when two figures running behind him intercepted him, it was Zongsan Zuowenwen and Xiaoye Zuowenwen of this maru.

Jiang Xue paused, then looked down at Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen who was grabbing the corner of her clothes, that little face was full of joy and anger hidden in her eyes.

Looking at Xiaoye for two seconds, Jiang Xuezuo quickly made a judgment: the anger was not directed at him, but it was directed at Tsurumaru by visual inspection.

Sure enough, Xiaoye clenched her hands after a moment, and said in a low voice, "Avenge my brother... Tsurumaru Kuninaga."

Raising his hand and rubbing Xiao Ye Zuowen's head, the indifference on Jiang Xuezuowen's face dissipated, a smile bloomed from the corner of his mouth, and the original coldness no longer existed.

He looked up at Zong San's left text, and motioned him to explain what was going on.

Zong San Zuo Wenwen received the signal from Jiang Xue, nodded, raised his hand and stroked a strand of pink hair scattered on his chest to behind his ear, and said with a light smile: "Just now we met Jiro, he said that brother is here, and he is wearing a It was soaking wet, so I rushed over."

He smoothed the long sleeves, with anticipation in his blue eyes, "Brother, why don't you come and change your clothes with us, it's really uncomfortable to be so wet."

Jiang Xue left his sleeves and raised his sleeves. After absorbing the water, the clothes became a little heavier than the original ones. He hesitated for a while before nodding his head to accept their invitation, and slowly followed behind them.

The room is clean and tidy, just like the room where the inquisitors receive guests, with beige as the main color, full of warm atmosphere.

Jiang Xue Zuowenwen sat on the cushion, looked at Zongsan Zuowenwen rummaging in the closet, turned his eyes to Xiaoye Zuowenwen who was making tea at the table seriously, a little puzzled, looked around, there were only two quilts neatly arranged on the ground Instead of having three sets in my own room, and this room also lacked a lot of items that should have belonged to Jiang Xuezuowen's sword.

Jiang Xuezuo was a little curious, and reached out to take the inner suit from Zongsan Zuowen. It felt warm to the touch. He looked down and saw that this set of clothes was indeed very clean.

Seeing that he was looking at the clothes, Zong San Zuo wrote that he thought he was worried about whether the clothes were clean, so he sat beside Jiang Xue and put the tea made by Xiao Ye in front of him, "Don't worry, brother, I just took out these clothes I went to dry it again, and there is no problem of dust."

Jiang Xue raised her eyes in the left text, stained with dust?Looking around the room, there was indeed something missing, he hesitated for a moment, and still chose to ask: "Isn't there me here?"

Zong San paused while sipping tea in Zuowen, his expression seemed a little lost, he lowered his head slightly, his pink bangs slipped quietly, covering up the complex intertwining in his eyes, he adjusted his mood, and when he looked up again, the expression on his face was on again. Smiling, "Yeah..."

He stared at the tea in the cup and said with a smile: "Brother had something to do before, so he left, and he hasn't come back yet."

"Is that so..." Jiang Xue Zuowenzi would never miss the sadness in Zongsan Zuowenwen's eyes, he raised his hand and rubbed the other party's head, no matter whether he is his brother in the pill or not, he is his own brother, this is not right What a difference.

He chuckled, "He will definitely come back."

Zong San Zuowen looked at Jiang Xuezuowen, a little stunned, and smiled brightly, "Yes, brother, he will come back."

The knock on the door caught their attention, Zongsan Zuowen and Xiaoye Zuowen showed a trace of dissatisfaction, but Jiang Xuezuowen didn't notice this, he just looked at the door suspiciously.

I saw two Tsurumaru Kuninaga appearing at the door in a state of embarrassment. After seeing him, they suddenly knelt down, leaned over, and shouted in unison, "I'm sorry, Jiang Xuejun, we made a mistake." ,please forgive!"