Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

At night, the moon rises and hangs on the top of the treetops, like a flat boat.

On a spring night, the moon is shining brightly, and the courtyard is filled with a faint fragrance of flowers, which are squeezed out from the peach trees. All the lights in the houses, large and small, are turned off, and only the light of the moonlight is left, weakly illuminating a dangling place. Puddles.

There were two silhouettes of Heisosuo in the puddle.

Yin Qiu looked around for a long time in the dark, and saw that the disciples' rooms were already dark, then turned around and said to the person squatting behind him, "Follow me, don't make any noise."

Meng Jing squeezed the clothes in her hands, and nodded slightly.

Yin Qiu took the lead and walked out from the corner of the corridor first. Meng Jing followed her footsteps cautiously. The two of them hunched over and sneaked in the cold wind for a while. He locked the door latch.

"At this time, everyone is asleep, and the water is still hot." Yin Qiu moved a small bench and sat at the door, staring outside and said, "Hurry up and wash, I will guard the door for you."

Meng Jing glanced at her, took off her clothes in a hurry and went into the soup pool, looking back, said: "Aren't you going to wash?"

Yin Qiu waved his hand, signaling Meng Jing not to worry about himself, and said, "I washed it earlier, hurry up."

Just after midnight, the disciples have already gone to bed, and the patrolling guard disciples have come twice, there is no one in the courtyard, Meng Jing has never been to the women's courtyard at such a time, even if Yin Qiu is on her watch, Meng Jing was still a little uncontrollable nervous, but fortunately no one came here until after taking a bath, Meng Jing finally put on her clothes and let go of her gripping heart.

"In the future, if you want to take a bath, just let me know in advance." Yin Qiu faced the door and never looked back. "It's much better than you coming to take a bath in cold water in the middle of the night."

It is true that Meng Jing hasn't taken a hot bath for a long time. Ever since she came to Yunhua Palace, she has been bathing in cold water for a long time. It is also cold water, and there is a risk of being discovered by male disciples in the men's court, so she can only bathe in cold water every night. They all ran to the women's courtyard in fear, even if they were spotted by female disciples, they wouldn't be too embarrassing.

There was no lamp in the soup room, only the moonlight cast in from the window paper, Meng Jing finished dressing with the light, her cheeks were a little red from the mist, she looked at Yin Qiu's back, and said softly, "Thank you."

Yin Qiu smiled: "You're welcome, are you alright?"

Meng Jing let out a "hmm".

Yin Qiu got up, put the small bench back to its original place, and said, "Then I'll take you out."

As she spoke, she gently lifted the door latch and pushed it open a thin crack. She carefully watched the movement outside, and after seeing no one moving in the yard, she pushed the door completely open, and said with a sideways face, "Come on."

The lanterns under the eaves of the porch were all extinguished at some point. Although the moonlight was good tonight, it couldn’t play a role in lighting. Yin Qiu tried her best to widen her eyes and discern the surrounding scenery in the dimness. She waited at the door for a while, Before Meng Jing could catch up, when she was about to turn her head to have a look, a slender and pale arm suddenly stretched out from the room, grabbed her wrist suddenly, and immediately pulled Yin Qiu back.

Yin Qiu was startled, and just about to exclaim subconsciously, the hand quickly moved from her wrist to her face, covering Yin Qiu's mouth tightly.

"Don't make a sound." Meng Jing's low voice rang in her ear.

Hearing Meng Jing's deliberately low voice, Yin Qiu felt goose bumps all over his body for no reason, and whispered, "What's wrong?"

Sensing that her breath was gushing in the palm of her hand when she spoke, bringing a warm touch, Meng Jing's fingers stiffened, and immediately pulled Yin Qiu back to the screen in the soup room and hid behind the screen.

"someone is coming."

The two squatted together, and both turned their eyes to the door. Not long after, they saw two female disciples pushing the door in with their clothes in their arms. Just like them, they also locked the door as soon as they entered, as if As if afraid of being seen.

"It's so dark, why don't you turn on the lights?" A female disciple said.

"It's not all your fault. I didn't attend class well during the day, and was punished by my instructor to practice swords. It's good to have hot water when I come back now. It's black if it's dark." Another female disciple said.

"But I can't see clearly, hey, help me."

"Stupid! Go and hang up your clothes."

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Seeing the female disciple walking towards the screen with her clothes in hand, Yin Qiu's heart sank, and he was thinking about whether to hide in another place. Seeing her eyes and hands quickly hid in the cabinet.

Although this movement was quick, it still inevitably made a little noise, the female disciple obviously heard it, and immediately shouted: "Who is it!"

Yin Qiu was startled, his heart beat faster, and he couldn't help but panic, but Meng Jing was extremely calm, and slowly closed the cabinet door as if nothing had happened.

Another female disciple was about to go into the water, when she heard the movement, she asked, "Is anyone there?"

"There seems to be footsteps," the female disciple walked around the screen twice, but she didn't see anyone, and asked suspiciously, "Could it be that I heard it wrong?"

"Don't be suspicious! Hurry up and go back to bed after washing," another female disciple said impatiently, "It's already this time, how many people came back so late like us?"

The female disciple was not at ease, and looked around the screen carefully, finally hung up her clothes, and went into the pool with her companions to wash.

Seeing the female disciple leave through the gap in the cabinet door, and hearing the sound of rushing water, Yin Qiu let out a sigh of relief, and his palms were covered with sweat.

so close.

If they find out that Meng Jing is here, it will be troublesome.

Yin Qiu raised his hands to press his throbbing chest, still feeling a little uneasy, perhaps because he was frightened and couldn't stop being nervous, but after a while, Yin Qiu felt numbness in his hands and feet, a little panicked, she He wanted to change to a more comfortable position, but was held down by Meng Jing as soon as he moved.

"do not move."

The voice rang above her head, Yin Qiu raised his head slightly, and saw Meng Jing looking down at her in the dim and unclear vision.

This cabinet is not big, even a little narrow. The top two floors are filled with soap powder and bath beans and other toiletries, and the bottom is piled with some wooden ladles and bathtubs. Although there are many things, but fortunately, the entire place is not occupied. , just piled up in a mess on one side of the cabinet, Yin Qiu and Meng Jing squeezed in the vacant space on the other side, but it was not difficult to move.

But those wooden ladles were piled up too messily, and they were precarious, and they might be knocked over if they were not careful. Yin Qiu was pressed down by Meng Jing, so he had no choice but to hold back.

The sound of water outside kept coming, and Yin Qiu silently prayed that the two of them would wash up quickly, but unexpectedly, after a while, the two female disciples did not leave. Instead, they seemed to be playing with water, chatting happily, not at all. hurry to go.

The two of them had a good time, but it was hard for Yin Qiu. She bent her legs and half squatted, unable to stand up or sit down, and was worried that she would touch something behind her. Chang, after holding back for a long time, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I put my hands on Meng Jing's shoulders, supported her and said, "I can't do it, I'm so uncomfortable..."

Meng Jing is not much better than her, she is also unable to sit or stand, even though the two of them are thin and not too crowded, who dares to move easily in this situation?

"Endure it." Meng Jing clenched her teeth, trying to maintain her figure.

Yin Qiu endured it again, but she trembled uncontrollably. She didn't even realize that the pinching was so hard that Meng Jing's flesh hurt. In this way, Meng Jing couldn't help it anymore. Hearing Yin Qiu's breathing became more and more rapid, he secretly thought that it might be bad if it continues like this, so he leaned into Yin Qiu's ear and whispered, "Stand up."

Yin Qiu's legs were trembling, and she finally stood up but bumped her head against the compartment, making a dull noise. Meng Jing hurriedly covered her head, and at the same time slid down against the cabinet, Yin Qiu was frightened and could only feel There were hands around her waist, and the next moment, she was pulled back by Meng Jing and sat on Meng Jing's lap.

A scent of soap locust came to her face in an instant, Yin Qiu freed her hands and feet, and felt a lot more relaxed all over her body. She still put her hands on Meng Jing's shoulders to maintain balance, and said out of breath: "Will I be too tired?" It's sinking, is it pressing on you?"

Meng Jing supported her waist, heard that she didn't answer quickly, but said after a while: "No..."

The two of them fell silent like this, and neither of them moved.

Even so, Yin Qiu was still tense and did not dare to relax. She pricked up her ears to listen to the movement of the two people outside, but she could only hear her own heart beating like a drum, which was quite noisy. Yin Qiu exhaled, secretly She comforted herself not to panic, but after she calmed down, the sound of her heartbeat was still ringing endlessly, always filling the narrow space, and it was particularly obvious.

Yin Qiu showed doubts, and withdrew a hand to feel it on his heart.

It is clear that the dancing is not fast, why is it still so loud?

Soon, Yin Qiu realized that it was not her heartbeat, but Meng Jing's.

Faint light came in through the crack of the door, like a ray of invisible ribbon cast between Meng Jing's eyebrows and eyes, Yin Qiu lowered her head to look at her, thinking that Meng Jing looked calm, but in reality she was more calm than her. She was much more flustered, Yin Qiu thought for a while, moved closer to comfort Meng Jing and said: "Your heart beats so fast, it's okay, it'll be fine when they leave, don't be nervous."

Meng Jing raised her eyes to look at her, the misty moonlight was reflected in her eyes, which made her eyes moist, as if covered with a layer of frost.

She did not speak.

The breaths of the two blended together, they were different flavors. Meng Jing smelled the familiar fragrance from Yin Qiu's body, and suddenly recalled at this moment the day in the Library Pavilion, when Yin Qiu covered her with the outer robe, she Also smelled the fragrance.

Like a light orchid, with a little sweetness, it smells inexplicably reassuring.

In my memory, the smell on my mother's body is somewhat similar.

Meng Jing's eyes gradually became distorted in the flying thoughts, she remembered the last time she hugged her mother, she was like Yin Qiu at this moment, sitting on her mother, leaning against her mother tightly in the bumpy carriage in the arms.

She still remembered the smell of blood that night, so strong, so hot, and so unforgettable.

I still hate it.

But what she hates is not others, what she hates is herself who cannot learn martial arts and cannot take revenge.

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"Soon, they are getting dressed." Yin Qiu stood at the door of the closet, trying to look at the figures of the two female disciples.

After she finished speaking, she was about to gently open the door of the cupboard, when suddenly there was a pain in her waist, Yin Qiu let out a low cry, looked back at Meng Jing, and said in surprise: "You What are you doing so hard all of a sudden? It hurts me."

Meng Jing was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't realize that she was holding Yin Qiu tightly with both hands, she regained her senses in a trance, and slowly let go of her hands.

"Feel sorry."

Noticing that her complexion was not good, Yin Qiu sat up straight and asked, "What's wrong with you, are you feeling well?"

Meng Jing took a breath and didn't meet Yin Qiu's eyes. She lowered her head and said softly, "No."

His vision was too blurred, Yin Qiu couldn't see her expression clearly, so he didn't care at the moment, seeing the two female disciples finally opened the door and left the soup room, Yin Qiu sighed and said with relief: "It's considered gone. It's killing me." She quickly opened the cabinet door and crawled out on all fours, "Come out quickly, go back early, so as not to have any accidents later."

Meng Jing watched her movements, but didn't follow her quickly, but called her without moving: "Yin Qiu."

Hearing the call, Yin Qiu stopped halfway up the climb, looked back and said, "What's wrong?"

Meng Jing muttered for a while, as if she had something to say, but in the end she just shook her head slightly: "It's nothing, let's go..."

Yin Qiu glanced at her, not understanding why Meng Jing suddenly became preoccupied, but since she didn't want to say anything, Yin Qiu didn't ask any further questions, and the two came out of the cabinet one after another, walking cautiously again. Go to the gate of the soup room.

The two female disciples were still shuttling through the corridor at the moment, Yin Qiu didn't rush to leave, and huddled by the door quietly watching their backs, and only after they completely disappeared from the end of sight, Yin Qiu went out and said to Meng Jing : "It's very late, we can't delay any longer, just go back to your room."

Compared with the cautiousness before, Yin Qiu was more courageous now. She walked close to the wall, sent Meng Jing to the gate of the courtyard, and told her tirelessly: "Slow down on your way, don't be seen by others."

Meng Jing was absent-minded and just responded in a hurry.

Seeing that she was not in the mood, Yin Qiu didn't know what to do, so he had to say a few more caring words and then turned around and left. It took a long time to make a sound.

After a long time, she sighed solemnly and left the women's courtyard with heavy steps.

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After the previous episode, it was almost the end of midnight, Yin Qiu quickly walked towards the disciple's room, when he passed by the window, he suddenly saw that the bamboo branch hanging on it was gone.

Yin Qiu's eyes lit up, and he hurried back to the room around the corner of the corridor, but he opened the door and saw that the room was deserted, and there was no one in the room.

why no one?

Yin Qiu walked around the room, and then poked his head out of the window to have a look, but he couldn't see Mr. Fan anywhere.

The bamboo branch has been hanging for several days and no one has taken it, except for Young Master Fan, no one else will take it away.

But since he came, why didn't he wait for her in the room?

Yin Qiu was puzzled, so he could only lie down on the couch and wait, but after a long time, he didn't see Mr. Fan coming, Yin Qiu gradually fell asleep, thinking that he should know his intention when he saw the bamboo branch, and he would come again sooner or later Yin Qiu didn't wait any longer, covered the quilt and gradually fell asleep in the sound of the wind.

It was originally expected that Young Master Fan would not show up tonight, but he did not expect that in the middle of the night, there was a familiar knocking sound from the window. Yin Qiu was awakened for a moment. When he got up, he saw that Young Master Fan was standing outside the window as usual, with his hands in his hands. There are still a few stones in it.

Overjoyed, Yin Qiu quickly put on his clothes and got off the couch, and opened the door for Young Master Fan.

"I thought you weren't coming, come in quickly."

The moon was in the middle of the sky, and the whole courtyard was shrouded in a cold and silent moonlight. Gongzi Fan gathered up his large sleeve robe, and when he walked to the table and sat down, he took a bamboo branch from his sleeve pocket and put it on the table.

"There are a lot of things going on in the valley recently, and I can't get away. Why are you looking for me?"

What he said stunned Yin Qiu: "I'm looking for you...Of course I'm looking for you. I promised to teach me Qinggong in a few years. Why haven't you come for so long? What are you busy with?"

Young Master Fan smiled: "Can't you guess what I'm busy with?"

Ever since I had a quick meeting with him at the Ziwei Sect that day, Yin Qiu has been wanting to chat with him face to face, so he asked, "If I read correctly, you personally took people there the night the Ziwei Sect caught fire, right? "

Young Master Fan slightly nodded, picked up the teapot, shook it, poured a cup of cold tea, and said, "It's me." He glanced at Yin Qiu, "To save you, I have been exposed now, and many children have been lost in the valley." How are you going to repay me?"

This time, Yin Qiu was successfully rescued by Man Jiangxue. Young Master Fan really helped him a lot. Yin Qiu said, "How do you want me to repay you?"

Gongzi Fan looked at her for a moment, and his eyes hidden under the mask flashed a somewhat unclear expression. He smiled and said:

"If you really want to repay me, don't take No. 1 at the new disciple meeting in August."

The author has something to say: I am here, and I am here with a red envelope.

Old rules, there are little angels who leave comments before midnight.

It is true that giving red envelopes can be addictive.

Then, two more chapters will be the New Disciple Conference. By then, the first volume will end, and Qiuqiu will grow up at the beginning of the second volume.

You can also fall in love.