Holding a Sword and Watching Flowers

Incident

Naturally, Ximen Chuuxue and Junqian were not people who would treat themselves badly. As usual, they found the best restaurant in the city and got out of the carriage.

Both of them don't like an environment that is too noisy, but the business in the restaurant is so good that all the private rooms are already occupied, so they can only make do with a meal in the lobby—but fortunately, the vacancy in the lobby is just right. It is more or less a good seat by the window.

The restaurant was buzzing with people, but it stopped abruptly in an instant, and everyone's eyes were focused on the door for an instant—Xiao Er was leading a pair of young men to the empty seat by the window.

Speaking of which, these two people are quite interesting. The man is dressed in white clothes, but the woman is dressed in black clothes like black ink. They are obviously in completely opposite colors. When the two stand together, there is a strange sense of harmony. .

The woman's appearance is very beautiful, with exquisite facial features, gentle eyebrows and eyes, and a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, but her face is a little pale, with a faint sickness, which makes her already petite figure look weaker and slender. A white jade flute is shiny and transparent, and it is not ordinary at a glance.As for that man... he is tall and straight, with a handsome appearance, and his gestures seem to have a kind of natural elegance and nobility. See it on the edge.

——This should be a pair of couples who are enough to arouse others' comments, but at this moment, none of them dared to speak. Everyone kept silent involuntarily, not daring to make any noise.

The two had already sat down by the window, and the man didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but the woman in the black robe seemed to be quite easy-going, even when ordering food to Xiao Er, she always had a smile on her face. After finishing ordering, he picked up the teapot and poured two cups of tea, then took one of the cups and handed it to the man, and called him with a smile:

"Axue, would you like some tea?"

As soon as the words fell, the man's originally cold expression seemed to soften in an instant. He reached out and touched the top of the woman's head, nodded and took the teacup, but at the same time, almost everyone present could not help but stiffen. He sucked in a breath of air——

That "Axue" made them involuntarily think of a person at the same time:

Ximen Chuuxue—the sword god Ximen Chuuxue who just fought against Ye Gucheng on the top of the Forbidden City last month and defeated the flying fairy with one sword.

Doesn't Ximen Chuuxue's name contain the word "xue"?Who doesn't know that Ximen Chuuxue always only wears white clothes, but his wife prefers to wear black robes?

The atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly became a bit subtle - everyone's attention was focused on Junqian and Ximen Chuuxue, although Ximen Chuuxue didn't dare to make mistakes due to Ximen Chuuxue's "prestige", but they were very close to each other. They exchanged glances frequently, and some people even started to move.

Jun Qian frowned slightly impatiently, Ximen Chuuxue raised his eyes and glanced around—almost at the same moment when he raised his head, everyone averted their gazes and never dared to stare again The two looked on, pretending to continue talking with the people around them.

In an instant, the restaurant returned to its former bustle—although if you look carefully, you can still find that this kind of "hustle" is obviously stiff and unnatural, but... Jun Qian touched his chin indifferently, bowed his head and drank She took a sip of tea - anyway, she doesn't care what others say or think.

The food in this restaurant tastes good, Jun Qian took a bite of the ribs, narrowed his eyes slightly in satisfaction, and slipped a piece into Ximen Chuuxue's bowl.

Ximen Chuuxue doesn’t eat much every time he’s outside, and most of what he eats is rice, boiled eggs, etc., and he eats very little food—Jun Qian knows that this person is completely clean, and feels that the things outside are not clean. clean.Over the years, she tried several times but failed to completely break his habit, and finally she could only give up this thought.However, the food in this restaurant is indeed quite clean and delicate, and Jun Qian still hopes that he can eat more.

Sure enough, Ximen Chuuxue lowered his head, looked at a small piece of pork ribs in the bowl, frowned slightly, and picked it up with chopsticks as if he was about to throw it away.

Jun Qian immediately gave him a sideways glance.

Ximen Chuuxue turned his head to look at her, and finally put the rib in his mouth after a while.Only then did Jun Qian smile contentedly again, picked up the bowl and started to eat by himself.

The whole restaurant is buzzing with people, only the window is extremely quiet, but there is always a vague warmth, which makes the oppressive feeling brought by Ximen Chuuxue less invisible. Quite a few, until—

A little boy suddenly rushed in for some reason, panicking as if he was avoiding something, he ran but didn't have time to see his feet, he bumped into the chair by the table and fell to the ground, the chair was covered by him like this It fell to the ground as soon as it hit the ground, and the scene suddenly became a little chaotic, but what was even more chaotic was——

At the same time, a few aggressive and vicious men appeared at the entrance of the restaurant, most of whom seemed to be the gangsters of this generation.

Jun Qian didn't go to the door, but put down the bowl, lowered his head slightly, and looked at the boy who happened to fall beside his chair.

The little boy looked about seven or eight years old, with fine features and shabby clothes, obviously from a poor family background, with tight lips and no expression on his face. At such a young age, his whole body exuded A chill came.

Jun Qian propped his chin and blinked, then turned his head to look at Ximen Chuuxue again, his gaze went back and forth between the two of them several times, and finally his face puffed up all of a sudden, his eyes widened——

"Axue, tell me the truth, did you get an illegitimate child outside my back?!"

——The coldness on this child and the expressionless face at the moment are exactly the same as Ximen Chuuxue, but because he is still too young, he cannot be completely calm and indifferent after all. Jun Qian keenly realized that when he saw the door When those hooligans were messing around, panic and frustration flashed across the child's eyes, and even... there was fear.

"Don't mess around." Ximen Chuuxue, who was accused of "cheating" by his wife, took a look at her, his face was still expressionless, but there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Jun Qian smiled slyly, bent over and reached out to pull the child up.The boy looked up at her without reaching out.

The noise at the door became more and more noisy. Those people were indeed the well-known hooligans of this generation. Xiao Er didn't dare to stop them, and let them walk towards the window swayingly.The boy turned his head and saw those people getting closer and closer, he flinched subconsciously.

Jun Qian shook his head, regardless of whether he wanted it or not, he simply stretched out his hand and pulled him up. During the movement, something fell out of his sleeve and rolled to the ground——Jun Qian took a closer look, only to find that It turned out to be a few small birds made of wood, probably children's toys, but they are so delicately made that their wings and claws can still move!

Jun Qian's eyes lit up immediately.

As soon as the things fell out, the boy's face changed again, and he almost fell back to the ground. He nervously picked up the few gadgets, and carefully put them back into his sleeves and arms. It looked like he was treating some priceless treasure.

Jun Qian touched his nose and thought for a while, then suddenly asked, "Who made these little birds?"

The boy gave her a wary look, subconsciously covered his chest and sleeves, and did not answer.

Jun Qian didn't care, he still looked at him with a smile, and pointed at the gangsters who were almost close at hand:

"Shall we discuss it? You tell me, and I'll get rid of them for you, how about it?"

The boy glanced at her immediately, seeing that she was petite and weak, with suspicion flashing in her eyes, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, but happened to see the cold man in white and the black scabbard sword in his hand, and finally nodded.

Jun Qian saw all his actions, and suddenly became angry-what is this?It's clear that she feels weak and unreliable!It's okay to be underestimated by Wei Ziyun in the palace before, after all her martial arts are indeed inferior to his, but now!But just dealing with a few rogues, even a child doubts her ability!

The more Jun Qian thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help giving Ximen Chuuxue a white look, and said to the boy angrily, "Say it!"

"Yes... my father taught me how to do it." The boy's voice was a little dry, "My father is the best carpenter in the city."

Jun Qian's eyes suddenly became brighter: "So you did all these yourself?"

The boy didn't speak, just nodded.

Ximen Chuuxue seemed to have suddenly realized what Jun Qian meant, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at her, and then turned his gaze to the boy again, with a bit of scrutiny.

Jun Qian stared at the boy for a while, as if he suddenly realized something, he frowned slightly and asked:

"What about your father?"

If according to what he said, his father is the best carpenter in the city, then although their family can't be rich and powerful, they can always guarantee food and clothing, but the child's current situation is really...

"My father died half a year ago." The boy lowered his head, his tone suddenly became colder, almost catching up with the usual Ximen Chuuxue.

Jun Qian was slightly stunned, then sighed, stretched out his hand to pull him over, and sat down at the table by him: "Eat first, we'll talk about the rest later."

The boy glanced at her, pursed his lips, did not speak again, but did not move his chopsticks.

"What are you going to eat! Today is the last day, how can he still have the mind to eat?" Those hooligans had already come to the front, looked at the boy sitting at the table, and sneered loudly, "How is it, boy? I see Where are you going? It’s only natural to pay back the debt! Your father will die before the money you owe, and we can only sell you, as much as we can get back..."

"Don't tell me, even though she's not a girl, she's quite handsome, and I think she can sell for a lot of money..." Someone answered maliciously, "Hehe" laughed twice, with an expression that couldn't be described as wretched.

The boy's fists turned white immediately.

Jun Qian frowned in disgust, but found a pair of clean chopsticks and stuffed them into his hands, his tone was rare and forceful: "Although some people are really unappetizing, let's try to make them less tasty! "

"What do you mean?" The faces of those hooligans darkened for a moment, and they slapped the table with a loud "bang", but...the table remained motionless, not even the slightest tremor. Never had.

"Axue, what did he mean by asking me..." Jun Qian didn't seem to notice anything unusual, turned his head with his chin propped up, looked at Ximen Chuuxue with a smile, and blinked, "Sure enough, I can't understand human language! "

The author has something to say: illegitimate child 2333333

Wanhuagu's poisonous tongue and black belly skills are always full--

PS: There are a lot of things at home these days. I don’t have time during the day. I usually write words with my mobile phone while lying in bed at night, so there may be a little more typos. I hope you don’t mind.

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