Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

The two talked for a while in the room, the rain outside had intensified, the rain was hitting the greenery all over the courtyard, and forest shadows were swaying around, and many voices were heard again, presumably the disciples who had gone out for a stroll Came back in the rain.

Yin Qiu was held in Man Jiangxue's arms, his ears were filled with the sound of rain, and he gradually became sleepy. Man Jiangxue touched Yin Qiu's head and said, "Why are you so tired, sleep for a while?"

Yin Qiu really wanted to spend more time with Man Jiangxue, but her mind was buzzing and she couldn't stop falling asleep, so she said in a soft voice, "No, I won't sleep..."

Seeing her drowsy, still grabbing her lapel, Man Jiangxue smiled lightly and said: "There is still plenty of time, you take a nap first, I will meet the senior sister in charge. I'll come to pick you up."

Yin Qiu tilted his head and rubbed against Man Jiangxue's arms, looked at her with vigor, and said persistently, "I don't want it, I'm not sleepy at all."

Man Jiangxue said: "You can't even open your eyes, and you still say you are not sleepy?"

Yin Qiu wished that his whole body could be attached to her, and he still said, "I'm not sleepy..."

But after saying this, she closed her eyes uncontrollably, and lost consciousness in an instant.

Man Jiangxue smiled silently, and sat holding Yin Qiu for a while. After Yin Qiu's breath calmed down, she gently put Yin Qiu on the bed, covered the quilt, and pushed the door away.

There was not much rain before coming, and she didn't bring an umbrella. Man Jiangxue waited and watched the sky for a while on the porch, and then flew all the way to the Mingguang Palace under the rain curtain without touching the ground.

The false news that Yin Qiu was seriously ill attracted many famous doctors. Xie Yijun sent away all the guests just now. Seeing that Man Jiangxue was drenched all over, she couldn't help laughing and said, "It's fickle, it's really fickle. Now I'm not the first one to visit when I return to the palace. It's someone else."

Man Jiangxue paused as she entered the hall, and she was a little speechless: "What are you talking about?"

Xie Yijun looked at her with a half-smile, "Say you've done your best to be a good mother."

Man Jiangxue ignored her joke, took off her brocade robe and threw it to Ye Zhilan, and asked for another handkerchief to wipe the rain off her face.

Xie Yijun played with the Buddhist beads habitually, poured a cup of hot tea for Man Jiangxue himself, and said, "Zhi Lan and Wan Shu have already told me what happened in Jincheng, and you have done a good job."

Man Jiangxue sat down, picked up the teacup and blew it, saying: "After Wen Chaoyu returns, he will definitely tell Nangong Min what happened. When he finds out that both the senior sister and the holy sword were obtained by Yunhua Palace, Nangong Min will definitely come down." One step."

"I'm afraid that Wen Zhaoyu doesn't really believe that Man Dong is still alive," Xie Yijun said, "She has deep thoughts, and it is unknown whether she can tell whether Man Dong is pretending to be someone, and she has not seen the Holy Sword with her own eyes. There are still loopholes."

Man Jiangxue thought back for a moment, and said: "This possibility is not ruled out. She is good at acting, so it is not certain whether she was pretending at that time."

Xie Yijun nodded and said: "That's right, but judging from Nangong Min's suspicious nature, she will definitely find out the truth secretly, so our goal has been achieved."

Ye Zhilan sent clean clothes, Man Jiangxue went to the inner bedroom and changed back to her white dress, and said through the screen: "She has only one way, and that is to order the palace to inquire quietly, but at this juncture, who would dare to come out and ask about this matter?" If anything, anyone will be suspected."

Xie Yijun went on to say: "So she won't be so stupid as to expose that person prematurely, and she should stay still for a short time. If she doesn't move, we don't need to preemptively strike. We just wait and see how she makes moves."

Now the Ziwei Sect has fallen into a passive position. No matter whether Nangong Min believes or not, she will take action when it comes to the holy sword. As long as she moves, she will reveal the clues and be noticed by Yunhua Palace.

After putting on the clothes, Man Jiangxue turned out from the screen, the dagger at her waist gleamed brightly and coldly, reflected in her quiet eyes, like fireflies falling into a pool of water.

Man Jiangxue said: "But paper can't contain fire after all. It won't be long before she finds out that this is a scam."

Xie Yijun smiled comfortably: "That doesn't matter, when she realizes later, it is already too late, when she realizes that she has been fooled, she will definitely think back and forth, this falsehood can be said to be true , that means there is something wrong with the person who said it, and Nangong Min will definitely be on guard against Wen Chaoyu at that time, if she can put an eyeliner on me, I will also give her a share of sowing discord, this is called courtesy."

"Wen Chaoyu is the head of the four guardians." Xie Yijun stood up and went to the gate of the palace to look at the rain. "She felt guilty about Wan Shu. It's not as if she didn't completely lose her conscience, but because of this, Nangong Min has already I don’t trust her as much as I did back then, this time it’s tantamount to igniting a dark fire among their masters and servants again. Once Wen Zhaoyu shows signs of falling out of favor, how can the other three neglected Dharma protectors not take the opportunity to make trouble? Civil strife continues, Nangong Minke will be busy."

Man Jiangxue stood by her side, her eyes fell on the heavy rain outside, and said softly, "You are indeed suitable to be the head."

Xie Yijun laughed, but shook his head: "There are many talented students in our class, and I have never been the most eye-catching one. Man Dong is very skilled in swordsmanship and won the favor of Master. If she hadn't left for no reason From another land, where will this head get me?" After she finished speaking, she looked sideways at Man Jiangxue, and said, "As for you, you are indifferent, don't like disputes, and have always been unwilling to participate in these intrigues in the arena. I begged you again and again, I'm afraid you would have gone to be that wandering cloud wild crane, a fairy in the world."

Man Jiangxue remained silent.

Xie Yijun sighed suddenly: "In a blink of an eye, I am also getting old, and in a few years I will have to formally appoint a successor. Compared to the Ziwei sect, I am more worried about this."

Man Jiangxue knew what she meant, and said, "You are hesitating between Zhilan and Wanshu."

Xie Yijun let out another long sigh: "It has always been the rule in the palace that the chief disciple succeeds the head, but Wanshu this child is too hot-tempered, impulsive and capricious, easy to act emotionally, although she is outstanding in swordsmanship, But in terms of character, she is not half as stable as Zhilan, Zhilan has a calm temperament, general knowledge, strategy, and a sense of proportion in handling things, with a long-term vision, she is more like a head of a sect than Wan Shu."

Man Jiangxue did not make any comments, but only said: "The rules are drawn up by the head of the sect, and it is up to you to decide who you choose."

Xie Yijun pondered for a while, turned sideways to Man Jiangxue, and said after consideration: "What about you? You are still so young, unlike me, you will be an old woman in a few years. The juniors are still juniors, and they still lack experience and precipitation. I am thinking about..."

Before she finished the rest of the sentence, Man Jiangxue interrupted: "Don't think about it, I am not interested in the head, and there is no need to mention this matter in the future."

When Shen Mandong left, the head of the sect was not directly given to Xie Yijun, but Man Jiangxue was selected first, but Man Jiangxue rejected it on the spot. The second choice is Xie Yijun.

All in all, if something happened to Ruyimen, Shen Mandong disappeared, and Man Jiangxue had no intention of taking the position of head, Xie Yijun would not be able to sit in this position anyway.

With a "crack", a silver dragon-like lightning bolt was torn apart in the distant sky, and the sky and the earth were as bright as day for a moment, but then fell into groggy soon.

Xie Yijun's expression was solemn, and he said after a long while: "Then let's discuss it later."

The two stood in silence for a while, and the conversation was almost over. Xie Yijun returned to the bedroom first, and Ye Zhilan sent an oiled paper umbrella. Man Jiangxue raised her hand to take it, looked at the sky and said: "Go and tell , Ask the kitchen to cook more sweet dishes, boil some red bean soup, and send it to my place."

Ye Zhilan agreed, but didn't back down immediately, as if hesitating to speak.

Man Jiangxue held the umbrella handle and turned it around, looked up at her: "What's the matter?"

Ye Zhilan said respectfully: "It's nothing else, it's just that there is no one in Wanshu's room, and the disciples couldn't find her, so I'm afraid they went down the mountain again."

Man Jiangxue frowned, and said after a while: "Get her back, just tell me what I said, and you are not allowed to leave the palace without a notification. The disciples acted so rashly, and everyone below has to learn." Go, do you want this rule anymore?"

Ye Zhilan leaned forward and said, "Understood, disciple will do it now."

"Huaiwei will be back soon in the past two days," Man Jiangxue said again, "Find Wan Shu as soon as possible. Regarding the spies, I still have to rely on you guys to investigate."

Ye Zhilan nodded, and sent Man Jiangxue to the side of the steps: "Master, walk slowly, it's raining and the road is slippery, so be careful where you step."

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When Man Jiangxue returned to the disciple's courtyard, Yin Qiu was still sound asleep.

It was raining heavily, the room was full of chill, and it was icy everywhere. Man Jiangxue sat on the side of the couch and looked at Yin Qiu for a while, and saw her huddled into a ball, her sleeping face was restless, like a young animal with no one to rely on, so she didn't worry about it. Have the heart to wake her up.

The conditions in the Disciple Academy are not bad, but they can’t be said to be very good either. Even in the deep winter season like now, the new disciples can’t get all the charcoal fire. It’s a huge expense. It is commendable.

Not to mention the small sects, even the disciples of some big sects rely on the support of their families to stutter, and they will not go hungry. After all, recruiting new disciples is not raising children. Only by working hard can we make a difference in the future without worrying about eating and drinking. In comparison, Yunhua Palace already treats its disciples very preferentially.

Man Jiangxue touched the quilt covering Yin Qiu's body. It was not too thick. It was no problem to keep out the cold, but it was not much warmer. The disciples next to him still had their parents' care, and most of them had thick quilts from home. And winter clothes, but Yin Qiu has no father or mother, so she can only use whatever the palace gives her.

Man Jiangxue didn't stay in the palace for a long time these days, she had too many things to do and had no time to take care of Yin Qiu's every aspect. Now thinking about these things, she got up and opened Yin Qiu's closet to see how her clothes were.

The door of the cupboard was opened, and there were several pieces of disciple clothes issued by the palace neatly stacked inside, which were clean, but Yin Qiu was weak, and the material of the disciple clothes was thin, so it might not be enough for her to keep warm, Man Jiangxue thought to herself He had to add some clothes to Yin Qiu, and flipped through it casually, and found out a small bag of food.

Looking at the familiar oiled paper bag, Man Jiangxue raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and when she was about to put it back again, a small piece of blue-colored object with a cold light broke into her sight.

Man Jiangxue opened her dress and took a look, and saw that it was a row of small medicine bottles, which were placed in the innermost side of the cabinet, and there was a small pure white porcelain bottle beside the blue medicine bottles. , which seems a little awkward.

Man Jiangxue was about to take one to have a look, but Yin Qiu's voice sounded softly, calling her: "Uncle?"

Hearing this, Man Jiangxue withdrew her hands, closed the wardrobe again, turned around and said, "Are you awake?"

Yin Qiu stared in confusion, his eyes were a little red, he looked out the window and said, "What time is it?"

"It's almost You hour," Man Jiangxue walked up to Yin Qiu, "Be sober first, and I'll take you to Jingyue Peak later."

Yin Qiu covered her head and shook her head. After waking up, she could see Man Jiangxue's figure, which made her feel very at ease. Yin Qiu pursed her lips and smiled, crawled out of the bed and hugged Man Jiangxue, saying: "What was Master Uncle looking at just now?"

Man Jiangxue took the coat and put it on Yin Qiu, saying: "See if you have enough clothes. I'll ask someone to send you some thick clothes someday."

After hearing this, Yin Qiu immediately said happily, "Thank you, uncle."

"Thank you," Man Jiangxue said, "I saw a lot of medicine bottles in your cabinet, besides the ones I gave you, where did you get them from?"

Yin Qiu was taken aback for a moment, never expecting that Man Jiangxue would find those medicine bottles, he couldn't hide his panic for a while, and after a moment of silence, he whispered: "Yes, it was brought by Fu Xiang..."

Seeing the change in her expression, Man Jiangxue frowned unconsciously, but she didn't show anything, she just said flatly: "I smell it, it's the same medicine as the medicine I gave you."

Yin Qiu tried his best to endure the turmoil in his heart, not looking at Man Jiangxue, and said, "It should be... I don't know."

Man Jiangxue stared at her with downcast eyes, and her tone was normal: "The medicine can only be obtained at the Medical Pavilion. New disciples are not allowed to leave the disciple's courtyard for less than a year. Who did she entrust to get it?" Added a sentence, "I can still get so much."

Seemingly ordinary questions sounded like thunder to Yin Qiu's ears, which made Yin Qiu restless. She subconsciously clutched the corner of her clothes tightly. At this time, it was too late to make up any lies to prevaricate Man Jiangxue, so she had to continue. She pretended to be stupid and said in a daze, "This... I don't know, Fu Xiang... Fu Xiang didn't tell me."

Man Jiangxue stopped talking.

Feeling that her gaze had been on her, Yin Qiu's face suddenly turned hot, but her back felt cool. She was ashamed and afraid, and worried that saying the wrong thing would make Man Jiangxue suspicious, so she followed suit. Silence down.

At this moment, Yin Qiu felt an invisible coercion that he had never felt in front of Man Jiangxue.

Even though Man Jiangxue didn't say anything, her tone was almost the same as usual, and she just stood quietly in front of Yin Qiu, but Yin Qiu still felt the coldness suddenly revealed on her body, which was neither strong nor obvious. But it was enough to make Yin Qiu tremble with fear and his limbs became stiff.

The wooden door was slightly open, and the cold wind came over Man Jiangxue's body and hit Yin Qiu's hot face. While blowing away some dryness, it also brought the elegant fragrance of Man Jiangxue's body.

Yin Qiu sniffed the scent, feeling a sense of guilt in his heart.

She lied to her uncle, she lied to her uncle, she lied to the only person in the world who was willing to treat her well.

But the matter has already happened, if she tells about Young Master Fan, the uncle will be very angry. At that time, will the uncle ignore her anymore?Think she's a bad kid?

For a while, Yin Qiu's mind was complicated, and she thought a lot in this short period of silence. After a long time, she finally couldn't help her nose sore, and two big tears fell down at once.

Seeing Yin Qiu burst into tears, Man Jiangxue already knew in her heart that she must have lied to herself, but it was just a few medicine bottles, what can't she tell her?

"It's fine, why are you crying?" Realizing that she might be a little serious just now, perhaps she frightened Yin Qiu, Man Jiangxue eased her tone, picked Yin Qiu up from the bed, and sat down with her in her arms.

When Yin Qiu heard that Man Jiangxue softened his voice, he felt even more aggrieved, sobbing, he said, "Master...Master uncle is fierce to me."

Man Jiangxue patted the hand on Yin Qiu's back, feeling a little funny: "Where is the uncle who murdered you?"

Yin Qiu was out of breath from crying, and said vaguely: "Yes, you were so fierce just now..."

Man Jiangxue had no choice but to coax her, and said softly: "Okay, not fierce, master uncle is not fierce."

The simple words were comforting and pampering. Yin Qiu thought that she had done something wrong, but Man Jiangxue wanted to comfort her in turn. Yin Qiu felt more and more uncomfortable, and plunged into Man Jiangxue's arms, crying suppressed and restrained.

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