Lord Water God who still hasn't taken medicine today

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In the Jiangnan small courtyard with white walls and black tiles, there was a crisp bell sound.

The boy in padded clothes who walked through the long corridor paused, and stopped to look at the long string of jade bells hanging under the eaves.

The jade bells are as big as a fist, and the smaller ones are no more than fruit pits. They hang under the eaves one by one. From a distance, they seem to be just large and small jade beads. The jade bells are white, like creamy fat. Who is the owner of the wind chime, who can use the rare and rare jade from this rich family to make wind chimes.

The boy was not surprised, he didn't know how much the wind chimes under the eaves were worth, but the boy's wrists and neck were hung with the same style of bells, which made melodious bells as the boy walked.

What a fine day, the boy thought, looking at the white clouds drifting over the wall and the motionless Wanan sky.

I really want to go out and play.

The exclamations of some little adults finally came together into this sentence in his heart, and before he finished expressing, the servants in front were already urging.

"Young master, Madam is still waiting for you."

The boy was taken aback, but his mood fell silent because of the better weather and the sound of the bell. At such a young age, he put on a straight face, tried his best to look mature and serious, and quickly followed the servant.

His mother was waiting for him in the conservatory.

A woman dressed in plain white is holding a book in her hand. The snow-white silk embroidered with dark patterns can only be seen under the light. The exquisite patterns on it can only be seen under the light. It is also snow-white, and her complexion is also pale with little energy and blood, making the woman look like a black and white figure in an ink painting.

She looked in her early twenties at most, and her appearance could be called a good name no matter where she got it, but she didn't make up or dress up. She sat quietly in the small conservatory, frowning and looking at the book in her hand.

Hearing the sound of footsteps entering the door, she finally raised her eyes and saw that the boy who walked in was just like her, with dark hair and pale face, similar facial features, and bystanders could tell it was a mother and child.

Before the boy entered the door to say hello, he looked up and saw her frowning, he couldn't help but tremble, then his eyes turned and fell on the table next to the woman, where rice paper, pens and ink were laid out, and there was a note next to it. ruler.

Seeing the ruler, the boy trembled again, but he didn't dare to hesitate, and stepped forward to bow.

"Mother, good morning."

His mother didn't reply, and the boy stood there tremblingly, not daring to move, his eyes glanced up occasionally, and then immediately lowered, for fear of being discovered.

The sound of pages being turned in the quiet conservatory was clearly audible, and it took a few minutes, perhaps hours for the boy, before his mother put the book down.

"Small sickle."

"I'm here."

"Your homework yesterday..."

The woman paused for some reason when she said this, and the boy's mind was filled with various thoughts—whether there was a typo in the dictation scripture, where there was a little less typo or an extra stroke, or there were missing words, missing words, wrong sentences, or missing sentences, or spelling mistakes in the foreign language homework. , Speaking of which, I hate foreign language the most. It can't be that there is a problem with the math homework. He clearly checked all the math problems from beginning to end three times yesterday! ——Wait, wait, the more you think about it, the more you feel that something went wrong with your homework last night.

"...Mom, I'm sorry." He subconsciously opened his mouth. After recovering from his dark thoughts, he saw his mother's frowned eyebrows.

It's scary, he doesn't want to be locked up in the firewood room today qaq

The villain in the boy was about to cry.

"Why are you saying sorry when nothing went wrong?"

It turns out that nothing went wrong. It's great... Wait, is there nothing wrong?

The woman raised her eyebrows and watched her son's eyes light up all of a sudden. You can see the turning point in his mind. With his little face trying to keep calm and serious, it's really cute.

Such a smile flashed across the woman's face, and after a moment she returned to the role of a strict instructor, knocking on the ruler on the table to the boy.

"Although the homework done last night was not satisfactory, you can't slack off. Copy last night's homework later, and then finish the exercises in the morning. Don't let me know that you are lazy, understand?"

The boy replied loudly: "Understood, mother."

"Well, you today..." She suddenly stopped, as if remembering something, "Is today the vernal equinox?"

"Today is the vernal equinox." The boy replied, looking at his mother thinking with some doubts.

"Spring Equinox, then go to the Huxin Pavilion to finish your homework today." His mother finally ordered.

No matter how long the boy said "Huh—?", the hostess's decision obviously cannot be changed, so after a quarter of an hour, the boy sat in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and the servant had already arranged the four treasures of the study on the square stone table. The brush was still immersed in shock, a drop of black ink from the tip of the pen fell on the paper, and a large ink dot blurred before it suddenly dawned on me.

No matter why his mother asked him to do his homework in Huxin Pavilion today, the focus is on homework, okay?

It may be to test whether he will be distracted when doing homework outdoors.

So he must perform well in order to live up to his mother's expectations!

The pure-hearted boy immediately focused on his homework. The flower buds exposed outside the pavilion, the long leaf buds, and the rippling surface of the pool were all regarded as nothing by the boy.

So he didn't hear the small whispers of countless chattering discussions.

"Is it him?"

"It's him."

"Young master of the Ji family."

"It's Suicune's little lady, little lady!"

"So cute! Cuter than me!"

There was a sudden pause in the discussion, and the little demon spirits hiding in the flowers and grass all cast their eyes on a flower demon spirit. Their eyes changed from questioning to speechless, and finally they started discussing again.

"Isn't this the flower of foreigners?"

"There are thorns all over the body, how did they grow out, it's so ugly."

"Of course it's cuter than you, isn't there any comparison at all?"

Cactus Flower Demon Spirit: "..."

Hey, can you lower your voice when you say you dislike her?It is very difficult to pretend not to hear so loudly!

The condemnation against the slanderous cactus flower demon spirit grew louder and louder. The little flower demon spirit tried hard to bury herself in the soil, but still couldn't keep the words from getting into her ears. Not long ago, she bought it from a foreign store in the town. Even the thorns of the cactus transplanted to the garden began to tremble, until a sound suddenly sounded.

"Who is speaking?"

All the demon spirits immediately fell silent, squatting down and trying to bury themselves in the flowers.

The boy who finished writing a large sheet of characters is still wondering.

The servants at home never speak loudly. Who was speaking just now?

And it still sounds like a lot of people.

A group of demon spirits: "..."

Didn't it mean that the young master of the Ji family couldn't hear them without opening his eyes and ears?Who spread this rumor!Pull it out and cut it!

The boy opened his eyes and looked around. Of course, there was no one beside the lake pavilion.

The gentle spring breeze blew the gauze curtains hanging around the pavilion, the jade bells rang lightly, and the small round lotus leaves just emerged from the water were silent, the vegetation around the pool swayed, the boy stared there, and the flowers and trees trembled immediately Sedi is even stronger.

But...it doesn't look like it can hide people among the not tall flowers.

But I really heard someone talking just now, wait a minute, why can't I remember what they said at all when I recalled it?

Could it be... There are ghosts!

The boy's face, which was already low in blood, suddenly turned paler.

He returned to the desk very quickly, holding the brush, trying to concentrate on writing.

It must have been an illusion just now, it must have been an illusion.

Then he heard a chuckle.

It is very clear that you must not use illusions and other pretense to pass the past.

The laughter was extremely nice, and it swayed gently, reminding the boy of the small pool of water outside the pavilion in the middle of the lake, of the Baihe River running through Baihe Town, of... the great rivers and oceans that he had only seen in books.

Like water.

He couldn't help but follow the sound source and raised his head, meeting a pair of golden eyes.

Opposite the Huxin Pavilion, on a tall magnolia tree, a man in blue robe looked at him and smiled.

The jade bell on his chest rang softly.

The brilliance flows, and the colors are extraordinary.

Eyes... so beautiful.

The strange pupil color made the boy subconsciously look away, but he couldn't help turning his eyes back to the blue-robed man. He didn't dare to look at the blue-robed man's face, so he had to stare at his clothes.

The man's robe is white on the top and blue on the bottom, and the transition between white and blue is very comfortable. If you look closely, you can see that there are fine lines all over the robe, small pieces, like the shape of fish scales, the hem of the clothes is extremely long, and the man is half idle. Leaning on the magnolia, but the lower end of the clothes is immersed in the pool water, the dark blue and the pool water are suddenly the same color.

The boy's performance made the man laugh again.

Along with the man's chuckle, the chirping that countless boys had heard as an illusion sounded again.

"Lord Suicune!"

"Lord Suicune!"

"Your Excellency Si Shui!"

"Master Suicune is here to see the little madam?"

The man didn't answer, but just sighed softly, "Spring Equinox."

The demon spirits responded, "Spring Equinox, Lord Shui Jun."

"Today is the vernal equinox."

"It's so comfortable, so comfortable, it finally came out of the ground!"

The boy suddenly followed and repeated: "...Spring...minute?"

Moisture scattered from the magnolia tree, and the blue-robed man really disappeared like an illusion.

……spring equinox?

***

"spring equinox."

The 20-year-old Ji Sickle who drank a glass of ice water repeated.

He was alone in the bedroom.

The light was not turned on, and the light rain pattered on the glass in the dark night, blurring the scenery outside the window. I heard the long whistle of the train in the distance, and woke up from sleep. Ji Lian, who was rarely dreaming, put the water glass back on the bedside table and fiddled with the jade bell to start Recall the dream just now.

Everything in the dream was blurred, he only remembered seeing his dead mother suddenly.

I can't remember anything before the age of five, and it's rare that I still have dreams.

Could it be some kind of foreshadowing?Ji Lian, who seldom dreams, didn't take it as a sentimental reaction to Ye Yu, but thought about it very unemotionally.

So when Becky kicked open his door, she just faced Ji Lian's gloomy expression.

Becky: "...Damn it! What are you doing so late at night?! A coffin face almost scared me to death."

Ji Lian: "...do you have the right to say that?"

Becky ignored him, but entered the room with her chest covered, sat gracefully on the chair beside the bed, and played with the black silk folding fan in her hand.

Ji Lian looked at him, Becky's blond hair was loosely draped, and lace and silk flowers were neatly worn on her head, and the sleeves of the Baroque banquet dress worn by the little girl were all fake flowers made into the shape of roses. Only ten years old, but the too eye-catching scarlet on Becky completely dressed him up as a beautiful girl that even mature women could not match, if——

——If Ji Lian's half-brother was not his brother but his sister, he would still praise Becky for her outfit.

"You're a boy."

"Can you control it?" Becky, no, Master Pei Ji gave him a blank look, "I got new information at the suburban dance, do you listen?"

Ji Lian was silent, Pei Ji rolled his eyes and began to explain.

"The St. Solon's family has raised the bounty for you to ten thousand gold coins. This time, the old woman has sworn to catch you, and people from the Holy See have also joined in. Fei Leng Cui is now in the city. It's a trap aimed at you, what are you going to do?"

Ji Lian didn't answer, but Pei Ji gave a suggestion.

"Isn't it just to sleep with that old woman for a night? You are not a woman, why are you so reserved, my dear half-brother, you are really still a virgin, right?"

The two looked at each other, and then...

"Bang!"

"Why are you hitting me with a glass?!"

Pei Ji, who was hiding far away in the corner, covered the bag above her head with tears in her eyes and complained.

Ji Lian ignored him.

"I figured it out."

Pei Ji froze, "What do you want?"

"I want to go back."

***

It is still raining tonight in Emerald, the Pearl of the West. In Qionglin Province, China, thousands of miles away, the sky is bright, and Baihe Town is also under the spring rain.

"The vernal equinox."

In the crystal-like building, the man sat on the bed and sighed while holding a wine glass.

"It's the vernal equinox today," Prime Minister Gui stood aside, frowning and smelling the alcohol in the palace, and finally answered, "Shui-jun is in a good mood?"

"I had a dream."

Prime Minister Turtle:?

Yu Libai smiled.

The old man is back, and it will not be far to meet again.