Sword net three love thread peeling cocoon

"When you like it so much that you can't do it, you can't say anything."

For some reason, beside the desk in the dead of night, Huo Qingyun suddenly heard such a sentence.It suddenly popped up from the distant memory and jumped to his ear, and then, the memory about that time reappeared in his mind without any trace.

When he said this, Yu Qingcheng was lazily lying on the roof with his legs crossed, his eyes were looking somewhere in the distant night sky, as if he was not speaking to him, but to thousands of people. Like someone inside and out.

His jet-black hair can hang down to his waist when he stands upright, and it is casually scattered among the bluestone bricks and tiles of the roof. How many daughters of Jiaoxiufang are envious of this black hair, just like this. dust.

Huo Qingyun sat cross-legged beside her, squinted her eyes at the old friend who came without warning, and said casually, "What are you in love with?"

"Tch." Yu Qingcheng curled her lips, sat up and glared at him, "I'm telling you the principles of life."

Huo Qingyun raised her head and took a sip of wine, threw the half-empty wine jar over, and said with a smile: "But I don't think so, for example, I really like our family Chuanyue."

Yu Qingcheng raised his hand and firmly caught the wine jar. With a flick of his thumb, the jar was spinning in his palm, and he frowned and said, "Can you stop giving each of your horses such disgusting names? ?”

Huo Qingyun was very aggrieved: "Where is it disgusting? Besides, why can your sword have a name, but my horse can't?"

"It can't be compared." Yu Qingcheng said as he leaned back, bent his waist in a shocking arc, raised his hand and tilted the wine jar in mid-air, and the fragrant wine turned into a clear stream and fell into it. in his mouth.After drinking to his heart's content, he put his hands away neatly and straightened up, showing a satisfied smile, and said, "You, you will understand sooner or later."

The night by the West Lake was gentle and gentle. Under the moonlight, even Yu Qingcheng's face became gentler.

The door squeaked.

Huo Qingyun was abruptly pulled back from her memories by this voice, and was about to ask who it was, then thought about it so late in the mansion to enter her room without knocking, so she didn't need to be a second person, and closed her mouth again. mouthed.

"It's so late and you haven't finished your work?" The visitor pushed his elbow against the door and slowly walked over with a cup of hot tea in both hands.

No matter how slow this person's footsteps are, there is always a sense of escape from the room, as if he doesn't want to stay on the ground for a moment, and just wants to fly to the sky the next moment.

The two have been friends for more than ten years, and he is all too familiar with this kind of footsteps.

How should I put it, this is the kind of footsteps that only children can have.If it weren't for his deep internal strength, there are obvious traces of training in his breath and steps, just listening to this voice, it really makes people think he is a child.

Without raising her head, Huo Qing continued to write furiously somewhere on the map spread out on the table. Hearing the voice getting closer, she suddenly said: "Stop."

"Huh?" The visitor stopped without knowing it.

"Look at your feet." Huo Qingyun finished writing a line, moistened the pen, raised her head and looked at the hanging door of the inner hall.

Immediately, a tall figure appeared there, and stuck out his tongue at him: "I forgot that there was a flowerpot there again."

Huo Qingyun said indifferently: "You stepped on it three times, and I still can't remember."

Ye Zhanmei put down the tea tray in his hand, and said strangely: "Since you know why you don't move it? It's strange to be in the way."

Huo Qingyun smiled, stood up and poured tea: "It has been placed like this for many years, and only you can step on it."

"I'm sorry." Ye Zhanmei's attitude was very good, "I will definitely remember this time, and never trample on the flowers in your house again."

"It doesn't matter, the main thing is that you don't fall." Huo Qingyun handed over a cup of tea, "Anyway, it's not the emperor bamboo grass."

Ye Zhanmei was still smiling when he heard the first half of the sentence, but he was dissatisfied when he heard the latter part: "What? The emperor bamboo grass is amazing, what will happen if I trample on it!"

Huo Qingyun laughed, and pushed him to sit down on the chair next to him: "I'm just joking."

For some reason, this person is very sensitive to the topic of Huangzhucao.

But if I really want to say it... I seem to know the reason.

I remember that before I went out with my master for the first time, this guy was even more restless than me. He dragged me in the hidden sword villa and refused to let him go, and his mother pointed and laughed for a long time when he saw it.

After that, before going out on an expedition or performing missions with the team, we had to agree with him on a time limit for his return.

And I have been keeping those time limits really smoothly, with only two unfortunate accidents.

The first time was to go to Wuliang Mountain to secretly attack the branch of the Red Clothes Sect. After the operation was completed, the whole team had a few days of free time, so he and his friends rode to the nearby Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake to gather some fresh fodder for the war horses raised in the mansion. Ship it back on the way.

Unfortunately, on the last day of the station, he missed and fell while picking a clump of imperial bamboo grass on the cliff. Fortunately, it was not too high and the fall was not too serious.He was sent to Amei, the little girl who usually treated everyone in Fengcheng, and Amei took the bone back without saying a word, and Huo Qingyun gasped in pain.

Amei's Chinese is not very fluent, so she made gestures for a long time, let him rest here, and then went out to collect herbs.

So when the big troops set off, he could only lie in the bamboo building in Fengcheng, enduring the urge to scream and watching the unceremonious little girl change his medicine.

After the pain was over, Huo Qingyun slapped the bed and said, "Oh no!" Hua Han, who stayed beside him to help him make medicine, was startled.

Hua Han had just sent off Tiance's army yesterday, and today he was pushed out to deliver a letter to Young Master Ye of Hidden Sword Villa. Halfway down the road, he was muttering about his life, when he saw smoke and dust billowing in front of him, people on tall horses wearing Shiny bright yellow clothes in white and white, and an exaggerated epee on the back is quite eye-catching.

"Huh, isn't this...?" Hua Han turned his horse's head and hurried to catch up.

Ye Zhanmei aggressively pushed open the precariously small door of the bamboo building, Huo Qingyun looked up in astonishment, and the eyes of the two collided in mid-air.

Hua Han caught up panting, "I, I'm halfway..."

"Hey, isn't it?" Huo Qingyun smiled helplessly.

Ye Zhanmei poked the epee on the ground, and the shock made the not-so-strong building tremble again: "Who hit you? Tell me!"

Huo Qingyun was so shocked by this posture that she couldn't speak. Just as she was about to ask him if he had taken the wrong medicine, Hua Han said weakly beside him: "He fell while picking grass. I'm going to tell you on the way, why don't you Do not listen……"

"Huh?" Ye Zhan's eyebrows were in disbelief, "Picking grass?"

Huo Qingyun immediately shrank back into the bed: "It must be that the bamboo clump is too slippery."

Ye Zhan plucked his ears: "I heard that right, did you just pick horse grass?"

"Yeah, you don't know, the emperor bamboo grass is very good for the growth of horses..." Huo Qingyun began to chatter.

"All right, all right." Ye Zhan said displeasedly, "Just wait."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and went out the door smartly, leaving the two people in the room looking at each other.

"Could he mean..." After a long while, Huo Qingyun hesitated, "Going to pick that up for me?"

Hua Han thought for a while and found it reasonable: "It seems possible..."

Huo Qingyun's expression changed: "Nonsense, quickly call me back!"

Hua Han, an outstanding soldier of Tiance Mansion who worked hard without complaint, was kicked out again just like this.

Within less than a stick of incense, voices came from the door, and Ye Zhanmei screamed and was helped into the house by Hua Han and a local herdsman.

The two looked at each other, and the room immediately fell silent.

Ye Zhanmei: "..."

Huo Qingyun: "..."

Ye Zhanmei calmly said: "Ken, it must be that the clump of imperial bamboo grass is too slippery."

Huo Qingyun supported her forehead: "Hurry up and sit down, Hua Han hurry to find Amei."

Ah Mei came in after a while, seeing this scene she still kept calm and knowledgeable, and fixed Ye Zhan's eyebrows expressionlessly.

Ye Zhan's eyebrows were in pain.

Huo Qingyun teased: "I don't know who laughed at me just now for breaking my leg because of a clump of horse grass."

Ye Zhanmei scratched him, thought for a while and called Hua Han over, took out a handful of bank notes and stuffed them into his hand: "Go! Buy me ten carts of imperial bamboo grass, local, fresh, brought The dewy kind. We take it with us when we go."

Hua Han's jaw was about to drop, Huo Qingyun hurriedly stopped her.

As a result, of course it was not stopped.After recovering from his injury, he set off to return home, followed by three horses followed by ten carts piled high with horse hay, Ye Zhanmei looked smug.

Although the process was not so beautiful, Huo Qingyun couldn't help but feel very happy when he thought that there was a large piece of moving emperor bamboo grass behind him.

At that time, his horse was still the most common yellow puss in Luoyang City. He named it Yifei, and a few years later he gave it to his junior sister who had just entered the mansion.And Ye Zhanmei has been riding his not very obedient white-hoofed crow.

Huo Qingyun always thought that the horse had a bad temper because Ye Zhanmei really didn't know how to take care of his mount.

But having said that, with such a heavy sword on his back all the time, and the fact that he has to travel hundreds of miles with his master at every turn, he wouldn't be in a good mood if he changed to any horse.

Thinking of this, Huo Qingyun couldn't help showing a smile.Ye Zhanmei, who was holding a teacup at the side, looked at him suspiciously: "What are you thinking, you are smiling so treacherously."

"Ah, it's nothing." Huo Qingyun turned his gaze back to the map, and said, "Your chair has no backrest, if you find it uncomfortable to sit on, go to the front hall and bring one in."

"It doesn't matter." Ye Zhanmei put down his teacup and stretched.

Huo Qingyun continued to draw on the paper and said: "By the way, you may not have noticed that the front hall is not lit. On the table is the sesame candy I asked someone to buy from the city."

Ye Zhan stood up abruptly and ran towards the front hall.

Huo Qingyun smiled and shook her head, suddenly remembered something, said anxiously: "Hey, wait, Hua...!"

A click.

"Basin." He finished in a low voice.

Ye Zhan retracted his eyebrows and sneered: "I just said that this position is too obstructive."

Huo Qingyun had a headache.

Ye Zhanmei took two pieces of sesame candy and came back to sit down again, and smiled brightly at him: "I'll buy you a dozen tomorrow."

It seems that the position of this flower pot really needs to be considered for a change.Huo Qingyun was thinking so while she was polishing her pen.

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