Spending the Bright Moon Together

Mingyue no longer dared to go to the pavilion to wait for Yu Daiyan to come back, so she could only hide in the house and embroider a new sachet stitch by stitch. Gradually, a picture of a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water emerged on the blue On the cloth, when Mingyue looked at the pattern that was about to be embroidered, she was stunned. She couldn't figure out why she embroidered such a pattern. After slipping through a bit of bitterness, she couldn't make any more needles to embroider the sachet. She sighed and put the sachet back into the basket, and put the whole thing in the cabinet.

After sitting there for a while, Mingyue took out another large piece of cotton cloth, cut a few small semicircular pieces of cloth with scissors, picked up the needle and thread again and sewed them together. Not long after, a pair of small round gloves were ready, and she opened her mouth again. The work was not finished until she sewed some cotton threads for fixing. After collecting the sundries on the table, she took the small gloves and walked to Song Yuanqiao's yard.

"Master's wife, can I go in and see brother Qingshu?" Mingyue called from the door looking at the yard.

"It's Mingyue, come in quickly! Didn't your uncle say you were sick? I've been busy taking care of Qing Shu, so I didn't have time to ask about your situation. Are you feeling better recently?" Mrs. Song responded with the baby in her arms. After going out the door, seeing Mingyue coming, he said with a smile.

"Ma'am, that happened a long time ago. I've already recovered a lot, but it's inevitable that there was something wrong when I got well. I was afraid that I would give Xiao Qingshu the anger of my illness, so I never dared to come here. Wow~ I'm only two years old. I haven't seen you for more than a month, the longer Xiaoqingshu is, the more beautiful it is, by the way, master, this is for Xiaoqingshu." Mingyue took out the little glove and handed it to Mrs. Song.

Mrs. Song had never seen such a strange thing, she looked at it curiously, and then asked, "What is this thing? How can it be used for a baby?"

"This is a small glove, Master Mistress, look at the small hands of Qingshu brother, the fingernails have become longer, if you want to use scissors to cut it, you must be very tired? It is very useful to have this thing, you can usually use it His gloves are slightly tied with thread, so he won't be afraid of accidentally scratching his face or other skin when he is playing by himself." Mingyue hurriedly demonstrated it to Mrs. Song excitedly.

"Huh? It seems pretty good. How did you come up with this idea?" Mrs. Song asked in surprise, looking at the waving little hands.

"You also know that the winter on the mountain is extremely cold, and I don't know martial arts. I don't have the inner strength to defend myself and keep warm than other people. Naturally, I have to be tricky. I made a pair of gloves to use them last year and found them very useful. I used them again a year ago. When I came out to use it, it wasn’t that Xiao Qingshu was born not long ago. I thought that babies should also be able to use it. It’s just that the little finger cots are not easy to make, so I was lazy and cut them into this shape. It’s just that the fabric is not too soft. I don’t know if it will It will make him uncomfortable." Mingyue explained with a look of embarrassment.

She thought that there would be a lot of baby supplies like this in later generations, and people in ancient times might also be able to think of them, but most of them were from wealthy families who could have this kind of spare time, so naturally they couldn't easily see them outside. She was just borrowing a little mirror.

"It's okay, when I have free time, I can find a few softer cloths and make a few more pairs like yours. Besides, since this thing is for babies, it can only be used for a few months at most. Wait. It doesn't matter how big he is, and the fabric is used too well, but it's a waste." Mrs. Song comforted Mingyue in turn.

"Well... But Xiao Qingshu's skin is so good, if you accidentally get a small injury, it will be bad." Mingyue saw Qingshu looking at her with bright eyes, stretched out her finger to tease him laugh.

"You care more about such trivial matters than your uncle. Boys can't decide everything based on appearance alone, and they're not girls." Mrs. Song shook her head amusedly.

"Oh..." Mingyue saw that Mrs. Song didn't care much, so she replied a little disappointed. She really didn't want Song Qingshu to lose that nickname of Yumian Mengchang by accident, although she didn't understand what it was. Meaning, but if you want to use the word jade face, it means that this child must grow up well in the future.

"Okay, I will take care of him carefully, and I promise not to leave any scars on the cute little Qingshu's face. I'm going to be unhappy again." Mrs. Song stroked Mingyue's hair with a smile.

"Well, Master Ma'am, I'll go back then, Xiaoqingshu goodbye." Mingyue also knew that Song Yuanqiao had probably finished his work at this time and might come back at any time. Naturally, she didn't dare to stay for long. After saying goodbye to Mrs. Left Song Yuanqiao's yard.

In the main hall of Zixiao Palace, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, Zhang Cuishan, and Mo Shenggu seldom sat together to talk about their recent martial arts practice experience, and then mentioned Yu Daiyan who had not yet returned to the mountain.

"Second brother, third brother seems to have been down the mountain for the first time and hasn't come back for so long. Seeing that it will be the ninth day of April in a few days, he will be fine?" Zhang Cuishan counted the days when Yu Daiyan went down the mountain, worried asked Yu Lianzhou beside him.

"Probably not, the third brother's martial arts is not bad, and he is also ranked among the best in the martial arts world. Most of the people who can hurt him are masters who won't take it easily. Generally, small people can deal with them with ease, but there are still some people on the road. Let other things go." Yu Lianzhou was not worried about Yu Daiyan for the time being, so she comforted Zhang Cuishan.

"I heard from the gatekeeper Daotong that a while ago, Mingyue was waiting for the third brother to come back in the pavilion by the road every day? Don't you think it's strange? When did that kid Mingyue care so much about the third brother?" Mo Shenggu asked suddenly .

"The fifth younger brother said just now that the third elder brother has been out for a long time this time. Didn't he repeatedly order Mingyue not to go down the mountain to play while he is away? Maybe the child is bored on the mountain and has nothing to do. I hope that the third brother will come back soon so that he can go down the mountain to play." Zhang Songxi said in a tone that seemed to be what it should have been.

"Really? No matter how I look at it, it doesn't look like..." Mo Shenggu questioned.

"Otherwise, what do you think? Mingyue is a child and has always relied on her third brother, so naturally she has to care about her." Yu Lianzhou also echoed.

"Forget it, since you all said that, maybe I misunderstood, but I can't figure it out, how could Master know about Mingyue, and even allow him not to learn martial arts just like Third Brother." Mo Shenggu said She curled her lips and said reluctantly.

Zhang Songxi lowered his head and frowned. He was also puzzled by Master's behavior, but he couldn't see anything wrong with the results of his recent observation of Mingyue's child. He thought that the child had some special relationship with Master, but later found that Mingyue had no I have never been to Master, but what is the reason?The master actually looked at Mingyue differently.

After the chat, Yu Lianzhou and Zhang Songxi went to sit in a gazebo outside the Taoist temple together, and then talked about it again, and this time Yu Lianzhou hit the nail on the head.

"Second brother has been with Master longer than me, what do you think of this?" Zhang Songxi asked.

"I've thought about it for a long time, and I think there must be something about Mingyue that Master has taken a fancy to, so that Master can indulge him like this. And... I'm just guessing, Mingyue might be a little girl at all." Yu Lianzhou replied helplessly.

"Second brother's words are a bit strange. If Mingyue is a girl, how could third brother take him up the mountain and ask him to apprentice?" Zhang Songxi said in astonishment.

"Are you really sure that Mingyue has done the apprentice ceremony?" Yu Lianzhou asked back.

"This...?" Zhang Songxi was taken aback, thinking about it carefully, it seems that Mingyue did not formally go through the formal apprenticeship ceremony like other disciples, and Yu Daiyan didn't deliberately mention it, so everyone seemed to ignore it.

"Besides, I'm afraid even the third brother himself didn't realize how much he indulged Mingyue?" Yu Lianzhou sighed.

"Could it be... third brother to Mingyue..." The expression on Zhang Songxi's face showed surprise.

"It's hard to say why, after all, Mingyue is still young, and the future is still uncertain." Yu Lianzhou shook her head, this kind of thing hasn't been figured out by the person concerned, how can others intervene?

Yu Daiyan, who was so concerned by everyone, inevitably got involved in the chaos of Haisha faction and Tianying sect snatching the dragon sword. Mingyue's warning did not make him wary, and he accidentally got What Yu Daiyan of the dragon-slaying knife naturally thought in his heart was to bring this knife back to Wudang and let his mentor decide.

However, when crossing the river, Yu Daiyan was still plotted by the Tianying Sect, and could barely escape the blow of the Seven Star Nails. However, no one in the world knew what kind of poison the mosquito beard needles were. The detoxification pill also showed no signs of relief, he was so angry that the other party used such a poisonous hand for the Dragon Slaying Saber, he couldn't help but have the thought of dying with the other party.

"This Dragon Slaying Knife is indeed an ominous thing. I don't know how many people died because of this knife. Even if you can't bring the knife back to Wudang today, you can't let these villains endanger the martial arts." Yu Daiyan thought, Then he waved the half of the anchor that he grabbed earlier in his hand and threw it at the opponent, and then slapped the person with his palm.

Although the man with the dragon-slaying knife dodged the anchor, he didn't escape Yu Daiyan's palm, and just fell into the water. Yu Daiyan was secretly happy, thinking that this would be a success, but unexpectedly, the Skyhawk Sect had already made a move. He could only watch that person being rescued aboard but was unable to make another move, and then passed out with black eyes.

When Yu Daiyan regained consciousness, he felt that he was in a certain hall, and it seemed that someone had entrusted him to the Longmen Escort Bureau to escort him back to Wudang. , but before he had time to think about the origin of this person, he fell into a coma again.

The Longmen Escort sent Yu Daiyan back to Wudang all the way without incident. Yu Daiyan knew something about the situation when he woke up a few times. He thought that after returning to Wudang, Master should have a way to get rid of the poison on his body, but he never thought that he would be at the foot of Wudang Mountain. There was an accident.

Yu Daiyan could clearly feel the pain in the spine when the man broke his limbs cruelly, but he knew that begging for mercy was useless, and he was not the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, so he didn't say a word until the other party abandoned him on the grass When he was about to go to bed, his mind relaxed and he passed out. Before he lost consciousness, he inadvertently thought that if he died like this, what would that silly child Mingyue do?I'm afraid that the eldest brother will be kicked out of Wudang Mountain, right?

The author has something to say: I guess this article can only be a sheep (romance) in wolf's clothing (martial arts), right? !Although when I was writing Yin Xiaoliu before, Rou was at a loss for a long time, and I didn’t want to write about martial arts similar people, but I couldn’t bear the bugs in my heart, and I always wanted to try to write another article. Moreover, I am now familiar with the background of the Qing Dynasty. I'm tired of the imaginary, there are too many unexpected rules, even more pedantic than Confucianism..., and for a certain Rou who never writes a pair of n, the concubine and so on are flawed, really, Rou I can't write abusive texts', and I can't ignore their existence. It really hurts my stomach~.

The next few articles from today will enter the stage of rescuing Yu San, but I pray that the children's shoes will not have too much hope, so as not to accidentally slip their hands.