Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

After parting with Meng Jing, Yin Qiu didn't go back to Jingyue Peak directly, but went to the disciple's room.

It was the busy time in the courtyard, and the disciples who had eaten had already returned, and there were voices everywhere. Yin Qiu rummaged through the cabinet and found a bamboo branch and hung it outside the window. She covered the window, Not closed tightly.

On the other side of the corridor, candles were burning in every room, only Fu Xiang's room was still dark.

Yin Qiu glanced at it from a distance, walked through the courtyard alone with an umbrella, and walked towards Jingyue Peak.

The Shen Xing Hall was brightly lit, and there were a few figures swaying inside. Yin Qiuli looked at the door, and saw several disciples of the dark guards busy cleaning up, but Man Jiangxue was nowhere to be seen.

"Uncle Master hasn't come back yet?" Yin Qiu asked.

"No, the head is not here, and the Mingguang Palace's papers are piled up. I'm afraid the uncle is still dealing with official business." A disciple of the secret guard replied.

Yin Qiu understood, ran to the table and poured a cup of hot tea, and heard the disciple ask: "I don't know when the uncle will come back, do you want to eat first, sister? Don't be hungry."

Since returning to the palace, Yin Qiu has been living in Jingyue Peak, and has hardly been back to the disciples' courtyard. These disciples of the hidden guards have to take care of her. Yin Qiu smiled a little embarrassedly, put down the teacup and said: "No Brother, don’t worry about me, let’s eat together when uncle comes back.”

The disciple of the dark guard replied "OK", and they all retreated after cleaning up the house.

It was still raining outside, and there was a noisy sound of rain everywhere. Yin Qiu sat in front of the desk and flipped through the book for a while, not quite calm down. She stared at the book for a while, then ran to the door and squatted. He looked at the sky full of rain with a worried look on his face.

Incense was burning in the hall, wisps of green smoke moved gently in the bright light, Yin Qiu leaned on the door frame thoughtfully, recalling what he had talked with Meng Jing earlier in his mind.

Although Yin Qiu couldn't accept those words for a while, she knew very well in her heart that Meng Jing had good intentions, and she was not trying to sow discord, she just told Yin Qiu everything she saw and suspected. .

Yin Qiu has always trusted Fu Xiang wholeheartedly. She does not blindly believe in a person, but there is no opportunity for her to have a different view of Fu Xiang. What Meng Jing said today just happened to give Yin Qiu was given such an opportunity.

Yin Qiu couldn't help thinking, does she really understand Fu Xiang?

When they met for the first time, Fu Xiang was still on the way back to Jinhuai City to find relatives. When they met again, she transformed into the eldest lady of Mingyue Tower. Good at martial arts, why did Fu Cen send her to Yunhua Palace?With more than half a year, wouldn't Fu Xiang still be able to learn the Fu family's mind?

For this, the only explanation Yin Qiu could think of was that even Fu Cen didn't know about Fu Xiang's skills. He really thought that this daughter knew nothing, so he threw her to Yunhua Palace to see her talent. Decide whether to cultivate carefully.

This coincides with Meng Jing's question. If this is true, why does Fu Xiang hide that he has learned Kung Fu?What is she doing in Yunhua Palace?

Thinking about it now, Fu Xiang has performed extremely well in martial arts classes from the very beginning, which can only show that she has a foundation, and the things she learned at the beginning are not worth mentioning to her. Seriously practicing martial arts, but can easily get No. 1 in the martial arts test, which also shows that her kung fu is not weak at all, and it is really a trivial matter to win the first place among new disciples who have no foundation.

And since the two of them entered the palace, Fu Xiang was very good at dealing with people, and got acquainted with many people on the first day. Until now, Fu Xiang is also the most beloved person in the disciple courtyard. On the surface, she She has a harmonious relationship with everyone, but after thinking about it, she doesn't have many friends. She only revolves around Yin Qiu from the beginning to the end, and has never had a heart-to-heart relationship with the other disciples, nor has she seen her And who is really very close.

Yin Qiu thought, could it be that Fu Xiang really approached her deliberately as Meng Jing speculated?

But why did she get close to him?

Raindrops were mixed in the cool wind, blowing obliquely over the eaves of the corridor, and gently patted Yin Qiu's cheeks. She looked at the increasingly dark sky and sighed deeply.

·

When Man Jiangxue returned to Jingyue Peak, the sky had completely darkened.

She was wearing a brocade robe, holding an oil-paper umbrella made of Xiangzhu in her hand, passing through layers of red maple trees, like a white tan tree walking in a rainy night.

"Uncle Master is back?" A disciple of the hidden guard flew down from the eaves, and took the umbrella handle voluntarily.

Man Jiangxue freed her hand, twirled the material with her fingertips and lifted the hem of the skirt. She nodded slightly, and when she looked up, she saw the little figure curled up at the door at a glance. Man Jiangxue looked at it from a distance: "It's still down What about the rain, why are people sitting at the door?"

The hidden guard disciple looked back and said, "I don't know. After reading the book for a while, the little junior sister ran to the door and sat down after a while. She seemed to have something on her mind."

Have something on your mind?Man Jiangxue looked at Yin Qiu for a while in the falling rain, and then slowly walked up the steps. When he got closer, he realized that Yin Qiu's eyes were closed and his breathing was long.

- This is asleep.

"It's raining heavily today, you don't have to watch it anymore, go back and rest." Man Jiangxue said, leaning down slightly, circling Yin Qiu's back with one hand, wrapping Yin Qiu's knees with the other hand, and hugged her horizontally .

A string of footprints with a little dirt spread into the hall, the disciple responded repeatedly, and hurriedly brought in the meals that had been prepared earlier, and then retreated quietly. The footprints were erased.

The door of the palace was closed to cut off the cold of the rainy night. Man Jiangxue put Yin Qiu on the couch, changed his clothes and shoes behind the screen, and when he came out again, he met a pair of bright eyes.

"Uncle Master." Yin Qiu opened his eyes at some point, looked at Man Jiangxue with clear eyes, and called her softly.

"Are you awake?" Man Jiangxue buttoned the front of his clothes and sat down on the side of the bed again.

Yin Qiu watched her movements and said, "I actually didn't fall asleep at all."

Man Jiangxue looked at her with lowered eyes, and said, "Then why are you pretending to be asleep?"

Yin Qiu replied, "It's fun."

Man Jiangxue chuckled lightly: "Naughty," she said, then lifted the quilt and hugged Yin Qiu, "Since I haven't slept, get up and eat."

Yin Qiu hung on her body, and the sadness in her belly subsided immediately. She buried her head and rubbed against Man Jiangxue's body a few times, and then took advantage of Man Jiangxue's sitting time to kiss her on the cheek.

"Sit down and eat." Man Jiangxue said without changing his expression.

"I don't want to eat." Yin Qiu was a little pleased, and became playful for no reason.

"Don't eat?" Man Jiangxue scooped up the soup and glanced at Yin Qiu, "Why don't you eat?"

"I don't want to eat," Yin Qiu said, "I'm in a bad mood today, so I can't eat."

Man Jiangxue said: "I just wanted to ask, are you not afraid of catching cold while sitting at the door blowing the cold wind? Why are you in a bad mood?"

Yin Qiu supported his head on his elbows, thought for a while and said, "I don't want to say it."

Man Jiangxue filled the soup and looked at her sideways.

Facing Man Jiangxue's quiet eyes, Yin Qiu said again: "Unless my uncle kisses me, I will tell you."

Man Jiangxue smiled silently, she didn't like her at all, she looked away and said, "Forget it."

Yin Qiu didn't feel that she was making fun of herself, she actually wanted to ask Man Jiangxue for advice, so she said to herself: "Then let me ask my uncle a question, if one day, you find that your best friend lied to you What will you do if you are gone?"

Today's dinner is sweet and sour fish. Man Jiangxue likes to eat fish, and she eats it very patiently. She picks out the fishbone carefully, and said without raising her head, "What did Fu Xiang lie to you?"

Yin Qiu was taken aback, almost choking on his own saliva.

After picking out the fish bones, Man Jiangxue put the piece of fish meat into Yin Qiu's bowl, and said calmly, "You two haven't seen each other for more than half a month. It doesn't matter to you, I can only say that you found out the clues of something before, and children can ask directly if they have something to say, don't beat around the bush, are you afraid that I will know?"

Yin Qiu was scolded, admiring and puzzled in her heart, so she could only cover up her panic and picked up chopsticks to dig a couple of mouthfuls of rice, saying, "I didn't even mention Fu Xiang..."

Man Jiangxue still didn't look at her: "Aside from Fu Xiang, how many good friends do you have?"

Yin Qiu was a little unconvinced, but said honestly: "Okay, it's Fu Xiang... But I'm just a little suspicious now, and I can't confirm whether she really lied to me."

Man Jiangxue gave a safe answer: "Then let's talk after confirming, and eat the food first."

Seeing that she didn't seem to care about what was going on at all, Yin Qiu couldn't help but feel a little discouraged: "Why isn't master uncle curious? Don't you want to know how Fu Xiang lied to me?"

"You children make friends, I ask so many why," Man Jiangxue said, "Besides, you said it yourself, and you haven't confirmed whether she lied to you or not."

Yin Qiu fell silent for a moment, then sighed, "That's true..."

·

Originally, Fu Xiang's matter had been pressed in his heart, and Yin Qiu couldn't stop caring about it in a short time, but after Man Jiangxue's few words that could not be regarded as an explanation at all, Yin Qiu let it go instead.

Anyway, it's useless to think about it now, after Fu Xiang comes back, talk to her and everything will become clear.

After dinner, Yin Qiu took the initiative to call hot water to wash the dishes, Man Jiangxue took her to the soup room to take a bath, and after returning, sat for a while before going to sleep on the bed.

Before going to sleep, Yin Qiu suggested that he would go back to the disciple's courtyard tomorrow and not stay at Jingyue Peak. After hearing this, Man Jiangxue didn't ask any more questions, but just asked Yin Qiu a few words, and then obeyed her.

The next day the martial arts class was over, Yin Qiu went back to the student's room, the bamboo branch on the window was still hanging as it was, no one had touched it.

Two days later, the bamboo branch was still intact, and no one threw pebbles on the window at night. Yin Qiu thought that Mr. Fan would come, so he was not in a hurry, so the bamboo branch continued to hang up.

In the afternoon of this day, Yin Qiu and Meng Jing ate together in the dining hall. After parting ways, they each walked towards the courtyard. Yin Qiu pushed the door and stepped into the room with one leg. A voice called her from behind. : "Xiaoqiu!"

Yin Qiu paused when she entered the door, and before half of her body could turn around, the owner of the voice hugged her from behind, and Fu Xiang happily shouted: "I miss you so much! I heard Senior Sister Ye talking about you on the way. Rescued by Master Uncle, are you injured? Let me see!"

She didn't give Yin Qiu a chance to speak, and touched Yin Qiu over and over like turning over a pancake. She opened her mouth and chattered non-stop. After listening for a long time, Yin Qiu couldn't understand what she said, so she could only hold down Fu Xiang's hand. Hand said: "Okay, I'm fine, don't touch it!"

Fu Xiang laughed loudly, gave Yin Qiu a big hug, and said emotionally: "Let me hug you for a while! You don't even know how much I worry about you!"

After not seeing each other for a few days, Yin Qiu naturally missed her very much, and the two hugged each other for a long time, until Yin Qiu was almost out of breath, Fu Xiang let go of her, dragged her into the house happily, Impatiently said: "Tell me quickly! What happened to you in Ziwei Sect?"

In fact, Yin Qiu is also holding back, everything she experienced in Ziwei Cult, except for Man Jiangxue, has not been told in detail with anyone, and when she met Fu Xiang, she also vomited everything that happened before and after. clean.

Hearing what happened to Yin Qiu, Fu Xiang was very surprised. She really didn't expect so many things to happen during this period. Although she had heard Meng Wugui talk to Afu when she was in Mingyue Tower, but now she heard Yin Qiu speak personally. In terms of narration, I still feel that her past half month has been quite tortuous and turbulent.

After the two talked about it, it was Yin Qiu's turn to ask. Fu Xiang sighed and said, "I'm going to live like that. When I go back, I've been neglected by my father. He's all about his little wife. How can I care about it?" Me? And few people in the building know me, and they don’t treat me like a young lady at all, if it wasn’t for Senior Sister Ye, I would be bored to death.”

Hearing that Fu Cen had left her out in the cold, Yin Qiu felt a little distressed, and said, "It's okay, your father is going to get married after all, and he's not just holding a banquet to receive guests. .”

"Don't speak nice words for him. During the few days I've been in the building, my father never talked to me at all." Fu Xiang lay on the bed in all directions, with a gloomy face, "You don't know, My little girl will only turn eighteen next month, I secretly met her once, she looks really good, and when she gives birth to a big fat boy next year, my father will forget me even more."

Yin Qiu poured a cup of tea to rinse his mouth, looked at her calmly, and said, "Then when you come back this time, you have to work harder than before. August will be the New Disciple Conference, so don't worry about it." If you don’t get No.1, you really don’t want to go back.”

If it was in the past, upon hearing Yin Qiu's words, Fu Xiang would immediately retort that she didn't want to go back, but this time she behaved abnormally.

But she replied after a while, "But I really don't want to go back that much."

Yin Qiu casually flipped through the book and asked casually, "Why?"

Fu Xiang looked at her with a complicated expression, and said softly: "Mingyue Tower...is just my home in name, compared to reality, I want to stay in Yunhua Palace."

Yin Qiu smiled: "But that's your home. You don't care about going home, what are you doing in the palace? You always have to go back."

There was nothing wrong with what she said, but Fu Xiang was taken aback for a moment, and then sighed after a while: "Who says it's not, I always have to go back..."

"So why on earth don't you want to go back?" Yin Qiu tapped sideways, holding a pen to write and draw on the paper, "Back to Mingyue Tower, you will be the young landlord in the future, regardless of whether your father loves you or not, let the young landlord's You don’t need a position, but you want to stay in Yunhua Palace as an ordinary disciple, what do you think?”

Fu Xiang rested his arms on his pillow, stared at the curtain above his head and said, "Then you went to the Ziwei Sect and you are also the little leader, so why do you want to come back with the uncle? Isn't this the same thing?"

Yin Qiuyuan wanted to talk to her, but she was blocked instead. She choked, turned to look at Fu Xiang and said, "How can this be the same thing? The Ziwei Cult killed my parents, and it also killed me." I am homeless, how could I stay in the Ziwei Sect as a little leader? Uncle Shi is my only relative now, I want to be with her, of course I have to stay in Yunhua Palace."

Fu Xiang finally noticed something was wrong, she jumped up like a carp, looked at Yin Qiu and said, "It's not the first time you know that I don't want to go back to Mingyue Tower, why do you keep asking the bottom line? I have no relationship with my father, and neither does he." He likes me, and he has a new wife now, and will have a new son in the future, isn't it normal that I don't want to go back? Why do you seem to insist on me going back?"

Yin Qiu looked back at her without any disturbance, and said without changing his expression: "Who insists you go back? I just want to persuade you to calm down. Whether you want to or not, you will return to Mingyue Tower sooner or later. There will be a new disciple meeting soon. You have to keep up your spirits and practice martial arts well, and you can no longer play nets while basking in the sun like years ago."

Fu Xiang sat by the bed, her posture was still unrestrained and idle as always, but her eyes showed a little seriousness that was different from the past. She looked at Yin Qiu for a moment, and an imperceptible suspicion flashed across her face, and finally she returned to her usual idleness. He smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, anyway, I am better than you no matter how I play net while playing in the sun. Believe it or not, I won't take a single martial arts class from today, so you won't be able to get No. 1 in August? "

Yin Qiu was secretly thinking about how to compete with Fu Xiang, so as to test her skills, but this person gave him the excuse himself, which is really understanding.

Yin Qiu immediately dropped the pen, took out the sword from his waist, pointed at Fu Xiang and said, "If you want to convince me, you have to rely on your ability to speak. Do you have the guts to fight me?"

Fu Xiang looked at her in surprise: "Now?"

Yin Qiu said, "Now."

Fu Xiang's eyes were strange, and he directly refused: "If you don't fight, you don't fight! I'm tired enough from the journey, how can I have the strength to fight you?"

Yin Qiu's eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled knowingly at Fu Xiang.

Finding her meaningful smile, Fu Xiang couldn't help asking suspiciously: "What are you laughing at?"

Yin Qiu remained silent, raised his leg and stepped on the wooden bench, and stabbed at Fu Xiang with a swift and ruthless movement, very clean and neat.

Seeing that she seemed to be coming for real, Fu Xiang frowned, and quickly dodged to avoid it. Before he could stand still, Yin Qiu from one side chased after her, forcing Fu Xiang to jump up and down in the room, fleeing in a panic.

At first, Fu Xiang just hid and didn't want to pay attention to Yin Qiu, but after a while, she found that Yin Qiu's kung fu seemed to have improved a lot, which made her eyes shine.

Aroused by his determination to win or lose, Fu Xiang also became interested, took his saber and fought with Yin Qiu. The two fought in the house for a while, but thought the place was too small, they kicked the door and beat them into the yard.