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Xia Wuxin subconsciously let go of Xia Zheng's skirt, but Xia Zheng suddenly let out a cry of pain, covered his nose and fell over, and with the wanton nosebleeds, he looked as if he had been bullied so much.

Seeing this, Xia Wuxin couldn't help but get angry. Although his punch was heavy, it wasn't like that at all. Xia Zheng just saw Xia Chunqiu and pretended to be sympathetic.

Sure enough, Xia Chunqiu's smiling face just now turned livid.

"What are you doing!" he sternly said, and with a wave of his arm, he dragged Xia Zheng up from the ground.

"Father, it was Xia Wuxin who moved first!" Xia Zheng said with a bitter expression on his face, while spreading out his blood-stained palm for Xia Chunqiu to see.

"The villain will file a complaint first. It is obvious that he is full of lewd words and has a reputation as a bad person. If you don't believe me, then ask your senior sister!" Xia Wuxin took a step forward and argued loudly.

"Enough!" Xia Chunqiu scolded. He looked at Xia Wuxin with furious eyebrows, "fighting privately is a violation of the rules of the house. No matter what he said, as long as you do something, you will be dealt with according to the rules of the house!"

Xia Wuxin took a hard look at Xia Zheng who was still moaning, and bowed his head stubbornly: "Anyway, I beat him, so you can deal with it if you want."

"Well, you bastard..." Xia Chunqiu stepped forward quickly, and just as he raised his arms, a light cough sounded from behind him, interrupting his movements.

"Meeting the Immortal in the East." Song Yubai said softly, intending to stop him.

Xia Wuxin closed her eyes, and suddenly heard Song Yubai speak, and looked at her in surprise.

"It's just a play among children, so there's no need to make such a fuss." Song Yubai said again, she raised her hand slightly, and put the snow-white little rabbit on her shoulder.

"But..." Xia Chunqiu still wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Song Yubai again.

"Didn't you just ask me to persuade you a lot, then leave this matter to me."

No matter how angry Xia Chunqiu was, after hearing Song Yubai's words, he could only forcefully suppress his anger and let out a long sigh.

"Then, trouble Mr. Song." After he finished speaking, he glared at Xia Wuxin, then flung his sleeves and left. Seeing this, Xia Zheng hurriedly followed with his nose in his hands, and before leaving, he poohed at Xia Wuxin.

Seeing the figures of the two go away, Xia Wuxin also heaved a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"So, you also know to be afraid?" Song Yubai turned his eyes to Xia Wuxin, and said calmly.

"Who wouldn't be afraid of being beaten." Xia Wuxin thought to himself, but didn't dare to speak.

It's just that she didn't know why Song Yubai, who had always been indifferent, would help her today.

Song Yubai walked past Xia Wuxin with his hands behind his back, his red lips parted slightly, and he said, "Come here."

Xia Wuxin escaped a catastrophe just now, but now she is naturally very obedient, turned around on the spot, and followed in a desperate manner.

A gust of wind blew, and Song Yu's white clothes were blown up and fluttered behind him. There was no one on the road, except for the rustling of leaves. The two re-walked the road they had just walked, and Su Xieyue was no longer there.

"Why did you fight?" Song Yubai said suddenly.

"He couldn't pursue Senior Sister Xieyue, so he slandered Senior Sister and me. It's extremely despicable." Xia Wuxin replied through gritted teeth.

"He didn't choose what to say, so you hit him?"

"That's how I am. When I'm bullied, I have to fight back. How can I bear it? I'm not the one who gets angry. It's better to beat me up." Xia Wuxin snorted softly.

Song Yubai's footsteps paused, and he said softly, "It's absurd."

"How is this nonsense!" Xia Wuxin quickly ran a few steps to Song Yubai's side, arguing with reason, "Hasn't Mr. been bullied before?"

Song Yubai frowned slightly, as if thinking of something, but said nothing.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Xia Wuxin regarded her as acquiescing, so she continued: "No one is born to endure, and it's not a bad thing to repay anyone who treats you badly. Get out, even if you will be beaten later, at least you are not chic."

Chic.Song Yubai lowered his eyes, looking at the toes of his shoes that were stained with dirt.

Her entire life probably has nothing to do with this word.

For a moment, she even began to envy Xia Wuxin for being able to live in such a domineering way.

Before they knew it, the two had walked out of the woods and came to Song Yubai's residence. There were all kinds of flowers planted beside the bamboo house.

The last time I came here was at night, so I didn't realize that Song Yubai's residence was so elegant. Coupled with the occasional mist in the mountains, it had a touch of Langyuan in Yaochi.

After walking a few steps among the flowers, Xia Wuxin suddenly stood still, not daring to go any further, and asked cautiously, "Sir, you won't punish me too, will you?"

Song Yubai looked at her with a pair of autumn water eyes, and said lightly: "If I don't punish you, I'll ask you to come and enjoy the flowers?"

Xia Wuxin turned and ran.

"Be punished by me or be punished by Dongfeng Shangxian, you decide for yourself. Anyway, I didn't intend to help you, I just agreed to Shangxian's business, so I have to do it." Song Yubai didn't chase after him, but said slowly .

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Xia Wuxin ran halfway around in a circle, ran back with her elbows swaying, forced a smile and said, "Of course I want to punish you, you are kind and kind, so you definitely don't want to beat me up. "

She was right, Song Yubai didn't beat her up.

In the study room, a piece of agarwood was burning in the corner, the faint fragrance rose into the air, and then gently melted away.

Xia Wuxin was holding a brush with ink in her hand, and she was pursing her lips and writing rapidly.

A few drops of ink stuck to her chin, Xia Wuxin wiped her chin with a bitter face until it was red, her eyes were also red from staring at the words for a long time, she looked terribly wronged.

There is a stack of rice paper and an open "Hua Yan Jing" on the side.

While copying, she scolded Song Yubai thousands of times in her heart. If she had known that she was going to copy things that she couldn't understand, she might as well beat her up.

"The ranks of precious trees, the branches and leaves are luxuriant..." Xia Wuxin yawned while thinking.

A scent that was different from sandalwood wafted over, and Xia Wuxin felt it was very familiar, but she didn't know where she had smelled it before. It was like a flower fragrance but not a flower fragrance, which reminded people of clouds and mists and bright rays of the sun.

Looking up, it turned out that Song Yubai had walked in. She had already put on a light uniform, still plain white, but a little more elegant than usual, and she was dragged behind with light steps.

"How is the writing?" Song Yubai said, and then sat on the wicker chair beside him, leaning his slender body.

"It's only the second time." Xia Wuxin curled her lips, resisting her drowsiness, and continued to straighten up.

"Mr. Song..." She suddenly dropped her pen, looked at Song Yubai resentfully, and said in a drawn-out voice, "You should hit me."

"Don't fight." Song Yubai said blankly while flipping through the book.

Seeing that it was useless to pretend to be pitiful, Xia Wuxin began to play tricks, leaned back and remained motionless.

"If you can't finish copying, you are not allowed to eat."

Xia Wuxin sat up suddenly, picked up the brush again, and began to write furiously.

This guy, Song Yu blamed with white eyes, shook his head slightly.

But Xia Wuxin is really not a quiet person. As soon as she wrote a piece of paper, she felt bored again, so she began to think of ways to talk to Song Yubai.

"Sir, what do you want to read?" Xia Wuxin asked while pointing at the words in front of her with the brush.

Song Yubai put down the book, got up and walked to her side, bent over to take a closer look, but was speechless for a moment when she was shocked by her dog-like words, and his red lips parted several times before he continued.

"What paragraph did you copy?"

She really couldn't see what Xia Wuxin wrote.

"This section." Xia Wuxin pointed it out to her.

Song Yubai was helpless, reached out to take the brush from her palm, found another piece of clean rice paper, and gently wrote that sentence again, reading in a low voice while writing.

The distance between the two subconsciously drew closer, and as long as Xia Wuxin raised his head, he could touch Song Yubai's chin.

Xia Wuxin didn't shy away from it, and she stretched her neck to look up. Song Yubai's face was indeed extremely delicate, and his jaw was as gentle and smooth as a jade carving.

Especially the fragrance on her body, it smells very good.

Song Yubai suddenly noticed the distance between the two of them, and her writing hand stopped suddenly, then she put down the pen suddenly, straightened her waist, and stepped back to the side.

"Okay." She pretended to be calm.

Strange to say, although she has hated contact with other people for a long time, but facing this little bastard, the feeling of rejection seems to be no longer so serious.

Xia Wuxin on the side didn't seem to realize anything, she sighed sadly, and continued to lie on the table, writing with her arm on her pillow.

Time passed slowly, only the sound of copying books was left in the room, and the rabbits were playing around.

The summer wind blows in from the window, bringing the freshness of flowers and plants, but also a little stuffy.

The sky was getting dark, and the book in his hand was finished reading. Song Yubai gently stretched his arms, put down the scroll, and when he turned around to look, he was surprised to find that Xia Wuxin had fallen asleep at some point.

She was lying on the table, breathing evenly, sleeping deeply, and her sleeping face looked very delicate, not quite like a teenager.Eyelashes trembled, as if dreaming of something.

Song Yubai was so helpless by her torment, and wanted to wake her up, but couldn't bear it, so he had to walk over, pick up the brush that had smeared a lot of ink, and put it back on the inkstone.

"Children can't be taught." She said to herself, took away the "Avatamsaka Sutra" on the table, turned around and wanted to leave, but unexpectedly, someone grabbed her hand, staggered and almost fell.

She subconsciously wanted to pull away, but Xia Wuxin held her wrist tightly with great strength, but couldn't break free.

"Xia Wuxin!" Song Yubai was annoyed, and wanted to wake her up, but Xia Wuxin seemed to have dreamed of something sad, and she held on to her in a trance, but refused to let go.

She suddenly let out a small sob, and pulled Song Yubai's wrist into her arms.

Why does this bastard love to hug people as soon as he falls asleep? Song Yubai's neck turned red with anger, and he broke out in a thin sweat, but he still couldn't break free.

"Yuheng..." Xia Wuxin babbled suddenly.

After Song Yubai heard what she said, he froze in place, trembling all of a sudden, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him.

She hadn't heard this name for a hundred years.

"What did you say?"

"Yuheng." Xia Wuxin repeated it again in her dream, and a transparent teardrop fell down the corner of her eye suddenly.

Song Yubai was stunned for an unknown period of time, and suddenly pulled out his hand forcefully, his fair skin was already flushed red.

Xia Wuxin also woke up suddenly, opened her eyes in a daze, and couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality for a while.

"Drunk, see off the guests." Song Yubai hid his trembling hands behind his back and said sharply.