The bright moon sits on the ground

Now that he learned of Chang Jinyu's whereabouts from Zhang Shuangbi, Fang Qisheng decided to leave Zhen'e with Nie Qiu.

The Xuanwu Sect did not bring back news of Huang Sheng for a long time, and it was impossible for them to do nothing but wait in Zhen'e Mansion.

What's more, Xuanwumen's eyeliner is scattered all over the place. Even if Fang Qisheng and Nie Qiu embark on a journey, Xuanwu can easily find out their whereabouts based on clues, so there is no need for them to stay here and wait for death.

However, Zhang Shuangbi graciously invited him, but Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng refused, so he had to stay for two more days.

During these two days, Nie Qiu was occasionally called to the study by Zhang Shuangbi to tell him the story of Changdeng and Wenyunshui.

For example, Chang Deng still likes to laugh, he has no pretensions of elders at all, he can mingle with everyone, because he is tall and tall, standing among a group of children, like a green bamboo among a dozen bamboo shoots, ?Obviously, ?Other people are just a little hair twist in his eyes-so he especially likes to touch other people's heads and mess up a neat black hair.

Another example, Wen Yunshui looked cold and calm on the surface, and his five disciples were a little afraid of him, but they just liked to provoke him. After accidentally breaking the vase in his room,? When the disaster was approaching, they flew separately, and then he caught them back one by one. It was already late at night, so he didn't bother to teach them a lesson, and just let the restless group go back to sleep.

Zhang Shuangbi asked: "Did they regret for a moment because of the past?"

"Never." Nie Qiu said, "They are all people who will not regret it after making a decision, and you know it."

Zhang Shuangbi felt relieved, stretched his brows and eyes, looked sideways at the emerald green outside the window, and said, "That's good."

Nie Qiu had no idea what this King Zhen'e was thinking when he was silent.

But he found that Zhang Shuangbi looked at him with a hint of guilt, but he didn't know where it came from.

Nie Qiu had doubts in his heart, but Zhang Shuangbi didn't mention it, so he pretended not to know.

In the rest of the time, Nie Qiu would occasionally be invited to play a few games of chess with Zhang Qi. He had studied piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since he was a child, but he only knew a little bit about Go. It was barely a draw.

But Fang Qisheng couldn't stand Zhang Rui's stalking, so he would spar with her from time to time, and the sword and gun were two completely different weapons, so most of the time, Zhang Shuangbi would accompany Zhang Rui to practice guns.

Zhang Yu didn't stay for too long, perhaps because Jia's family was urging her, so she and Jia Zhao only stayed for a few days before leaving.

It has been nearly two months since An Pi left Qinglongmen. Now that the matter is over, it is meaningless for him to stay any longer. After saying goodbye to the others, under the complicated eyes of Zhang Shuangbi who still can't let go, he rode away and ran to the depths of the desert. Qinglongmen.

Two days passed like this, before Huang Sheng heard from him, he waited for a letter first.

The thin rice paper has a faint medicinal fragrance, bitter and long, with two dried herbs named "polygala" attached to it, carefully tied with a thick string, making a beautiful The knot is enough to see its status in the mind of the sender.

There are two branches of polygala, one for himself and the other for Fang Qisheng.

Nie Qiu pursed his lips and smiled, and suddenly felt a sense of pleasure that would only be felt when he had solved the answer to the puzzle.

He untied the string—it was the kind that is often used to bind herbal packages in pharmacies, and then he put the two branches of polygala and the string aside, holding the light and thin rice paper in his palm, and slowly unfolded it , flattened to reveal the words on it.

What came into view was a line of large characters, which read "Brother Nie personally entrusted".

I don’t know if she took the time out of her busy schedule to write it, the handwriting is scribbled and elegant, the corners are folded, and there is a drop of medicinal liquid in the middle, it is dark brown, and she painted a flower to cover it up, probably Just trying to make it look less obnoxious.

When Nie Qiu was at the helm of the Devil's Cult, Nie Qiu wrote a letter to Xiao Xueyang, but she did not reply until two months later. As a reply, it began with a few sincere apologies, briefly Explain why I haven't replied.

As discussed at the beginning, after entering the Shengyi Pavilion, she became a disciple of that master Dian Dan.

As expected, after Diandan's defection from the Devil's Sect, the master of Diandan was really worried about this matter. After seeing the letter brought by Xiao Xueyang, he was so angry that he wanted to go out of the mountain immediately to catch that ignorant man. Traitor.

Although he didn't know what Dian Dan wrote in the letter, Xiao Xueyang knew that this aggressive method really worked.

In the first two months, the master who held a grudge made things difficult for Xiao Xueyang, stumbling her every now and then, watching coldly, probably because he wanted to wait for her to give up on her own initiative, but she is not someone who gives up easily .

Either you make me feel pain, or I make you feel pain, these two months have passed like a tug of war.

It wasn't until not long ago that Xiao Xueyang was able to spare a little time. Taking advantage of Master's absence, he took out a piece of rice paper on which prescriptions were written from under the counter, dipped a brush in the ink on a narrow corner of the counter, and wrote such a letter .

I was too eager to write, so I didn't notice that my elbow pressed a corner, and I didn't notice the dirty liquid medicine.

"However, I feel that his attitude towards me is slowly changing now." Xiao Xueyang wrote in the letter, "Although my master is stubborn, old-fashioned, and has a bad temper, what he should teach is different. No matter how he taught me, I have learned a lot from him... Also, those senior brothers and sisters have taken good care of me."

She also mentioned in the letter that she took advantage of Master's absence and wrote two letters, which were addressed to her family and Huang Sheng.

When writing here, Xiao Xueyang's handwriting became crooked, as if he was frightened by something.

The next line of writing, the scrawled handwriting returned to normal, much more neat than before, it was her usual handwriting.

"Master came back suddenly just now. I don't even know when he came back. He stood behind me for a long time."

Nie Qiu could imagine how panicked she was.

"When I turned my head, I was almost scared to death, but the master didn't say anything, just let out a cold snort, turned around and left. I suspect that he didn't intend to embarrass me deliberately, but just wanted me to know that he was back and let me Just restrain yourself a little bit."

Afterwards, Xiao Xueyang of course relaxed, and confidently and boldly leaned against the counter to write this belated letter.

The second half of the letter is scattered, and if the preface does not match the postscript, write whatever comes to mind, very casually.

Why did she raise a little rabbit, why did the senior sister bring snacks for her when she went down the mountain, and so on.

In this trivial life, there are also two words of concern, such as "How are you and Master Fang getting along recently?".

On such a thin and small piece of paper, Xiao Xueyang was able to fit so many words into it, filling it to the brim without leaving any gaps.

Nie Qiu changed to a more relaxed posture, shook the letter, smoothed the wrinkles, moved his eyes slightly, and looked down.

At the end, she found that there was not enough paper, so she decided to end with an interesting thing.

"I had some strange dreams recently." There was a conspicuous ink mark between the densely packed words. Xiao Xueyang was probably thinking about how to explain this matter to Nie Qiu. He paused and hesitated for a moment before continuing to write. stand up.

"I'm sorry to say that I dreamed of Lin Du—ah, you probably don't know him. I met him at the Lantern Festival. I went to chase Huang Sheng, but I couldn't find him, but almost fell down. On the ground, he came to help me."

"Then you also know that my fifth brother came and took me away forcibly, and there was nothing to say after that."

"The reason why I say these dreams are strange is that I obviously haven't thought about him anymore, and even almost forgot him as a person, but I dreamed that I insisted on marrying him despite the dissuasion of my father and brothers. I concealed my family background." She wrote, "I dreamed of you, but in my dream I had a kind of unreasonable hatred, I don't know where it came from, and why."

"It's the person I met by chance, but the person I value most; the person I value, but the person I hate."

Xiao Xueyang asked: "Tell me, isn't it weird? But it's just a dream, I didn't take it to heart at all."

Afterwards, there was no place to write, so she put down the pen, and only regarded this ridiculous dream as a chat after dinner.

But Nie Qiu didn't find it ridiculous or interesting, because he knew very well that this was not just a "dream".

This is clearly what happened in his last life, before his rebirth.

Xiao Xueyang obviously didn't have much contact with Lin Du, didn't have such a stiff fight with his family, and had no reason to hate himself, but dreamed of these things that didn't seem to have any logic. She thought it was absurd, but Nie Qiu felt terrified stand up.

Did he think he changed everything when nothing changed?

Nie Qiu let out a deep breath. For the first time, he felt that the winter solstice in Zhen'e was so cold. The biting wind pierced his bones, freezing the blood in his whole body, making his flesh ache, and he couldn't even breathe.

So he put down the letter in his hand, got up and closed the window tightly without leaving a gap.

Bu Chenrong said, "Enjoy the peace at this moment, because things will follow one after another."

Nie Qiu's fingers rested on the window lattice for a long time, as if lost in thought, and the rest was forgotten by him.

Is this what she said one after another?Nie Qiu thought, firstly, the memory of the previous life is entangled with the memory of this life, then what will happen after that?It was rare for him to feel fear, and suddenly felt that everything he had done before had been reduced to smoke.

Soon, he didn't have the mind to think about it anymore.

The hurried footsteps were getting closer and closer, the maid knocked on the door and called out, "Young Master Nie, someone is looking for you outside."

Nie Qiu faintly had an ominous premonition, but he didn't know what would happen next. He put away the letter, got up and opened the door, creaked, showing the respectful maid standing outside the door. She bowed her knees and explained: ——

"A girl came to the house looking for you, and we didn't let her in because we couldn't be sure that you really knew her."

"She is very beautiful, but her eyebrows and eyes are a bit sharp, and her tone is urgent, as if she has something urgent to find you." The maid thought for a while, and then said slowly, "She said that her name is Yuehua. Do you remember the meeting on Lingyan Lake?"

Xiayan City, Lingyan Lake, Guilianfang.

The memory was dragged back to life, and Nie Qiu quickly remembered her identity.

It was the girl who used to stay by Qin Rongchong's side. After the Lingyan Lake incident was resolved, Qin Rongchong dismissed the beautiful girls who were originally brought into the mansion, and there was this girl named "Yuehua" among them.

Choosing to come to him at this time, could it be that something happened to Qin Rongchong?

Nie Qiu frowned, agreed, and followed the maid to the gate of Zhen'e Mansion in a hurry.