Wrong Changhuan

In the evening, Xie Baitang had finished cooking a table of dishes.In fact, since Chang Huan left in the afternoon, she has been busy in the backyard kitchen for a long time.

Xie Baitang liked this kind of busyness.It is simple but also a kind of satisfaction to devote all your mind to cooking in this way.At least when cooking, she can forget about what happened today.

After Xie Baitang took off his apron, he followed Bai Shao back to the front yard.

Bai Shao nodded and said, "Ma'am, is dinner served in the East Wing or in the main hall?"

"Just in the East Wing..." Xie Baitang said as he entered the East Wing.Just as I entered the door, I saw a basket of pears placed on the west wall of the entrance.

The unique fragrance of pears permeates the room.The pale yellow round fruit with spots looks stocky and juicy.Each one seems to have been carefully selected.

Xie Baitang stared at the pear in a daze.

Seeing this, Bai Shao explained, "Master went to Xishan Farm today and said that Madam is coughing, this basket of pears is for Madam..."

"Aniang, I'm back..." Chang Huan saw something in the corner as soon as he entered the door.

"Are you hungry?" Xie Baitang came back to his senses, helped Chang Huan take off his cloak, took her hand and sat on the side table, looked at Bai Shao and said, "Let's have dinner..."

"Yes..." Bai Shao got the order, turned around and ordered Su Ye to serve, but she still stood at the same place, and asked respectfully, "Then...do you want to ask the master to come?"

Xie Baitang couldn't help but glanced at the wall again, and said, "Go and ask her..."

Chang Huan has poured himself a cup of cold tea and is bringing it to his mouth.

Xie Baitang suddenly reached out and snatched the cup. He couldn't help frowning, and said, "This tea has been cold for a long time. Drinking it like this will hurt your stomach... bear with it, and drink some hot soup later to warm your stomach." ..."

Bai Shao quietly exits the door.

Chang Huan said resentfully, "I've been talking for a long time, and I'm really thirsty..." But then he touched his bosom again, and said with a smile, "Mother, let me show you a baby..." As he spoke, he carefully held Ye Mingzhu in his palm and handed it over.

Xie Baitang took it, looked it over carefully and said, "An sent you by mistake?"

Chang Huan nodded with a smile, took it back, got up and approached the bed, put it on the small bedside cabinet, looked left and right, and always felt that the position was not very good, so he put it next to the pillow, which was what he wanted. relieved.

Xie Baitang saw this young daughter's attitude as if she was in love for the first time, she smiled helplessly, and said, "It seems that you like it very much..."

Chang Huan didn't know whether she was referring to the person or the gift, but after thinking about it, she walked back to the short table and said with a sweet smile, "Well... I like it..." No matter which one it is, I like it.

"Xiao Nuan--" Xie Baitang pulled Chang Huan's hand, and was interrupted by a knock on the door just as he said a word.

I saw Su Ye and two or three servant girls entering in a file, and prepared the meals.

"Delicious pork bone and seaweed soup..." Chang Huan saw that the snow-white porcelain pot was full of rich white soup, with red and green inside, his eyes were full, and he said greedily, "I added red dates and wolfberries? What about that?" I want to drink two bowls..."

Xie Baitang smiled all over his face, waved away the crowd, and said while serving soup, "Pork bones can nourish yin, moisten dryness, nourish essence and nourish blood. You have been too weak these past two days, so you need to make up for it..."

The door creaked, and Jing Jiuge pushed the door open, interrupting Xie Baitang's words, and also froze that beautiful face.

"Sit down..." Xie Baitang said lightly, and handed the bowl in his hand to Chang Huan, followed by a second bowl of soup, and handed it to the empty seat opposite.

Jing Jiuge took a seat opposite Xie Baitang.

Chang Huan saw that she was still dressed in pink, and her gold hairpin was swaying slightly, but her red lips, which looked like flames, were more intense than when she saw her before.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere in the room seemed to change suddenly.

Jing Jiuge looked straight at Xie Baitang, broke the silence, and explained, "Don't worry, I've already told Xiaolou, he won't bother you again..."

Xie Baitang didn't say a word, just picked up a chopstick and put it in the Changhuan bowl.

"What happened in the afternoon... I was impulsive, I-"

"I just pretend that nothing happened..." Xie Baitang interrupted Jing Jiuge.

Chang Huan was confused. She wanted to know what happened to the two of them in the afternoon.

"Okay..." Jing Jiuge said, picked up the soup bowl, sipped it, and said, "This soup tastes very good..." She secretly glanced at the person opposite, for some reason, Although the soup is delicious, but in my heart, it is not the taste.

Jing Jiuge didn't know if everyone liked it so much.Originally, he just wanted to look at his beloved from a distance, but when Xie Baitang was really by his side, he couldn't help wanting more.

I want her to keep more eyes on me, I want to occupy her heart, to occupy her.

"Aniang, you can eat too..." Chang Huan said as he put the vegetables into Xie Baitang's bowl.

Xie Baitang grinned, looked at Chang Huan's concerned gaze, and said with relief, "I'll do it myself...you eat more...this pork liver is also blood-enriching..."

Chang Huan buried his head in eating the vegetables that Xie Baitang kept picking up and piled up in the bowl, and glanced at Jing Jiuge.

After that, they didn't speak any more during the meal.

Each has their own thoughts, but they are far apart.

As the meal came to an end, Xie Baitang said, "Xiao Nuan is injured, I want to prepare some medicine for her to heal her body from the inside out."

Jing Jiuge said softly with a hint of guilt, "I understand... I will ask Bai Qing to take you to my pharmacy tomorrow. If there is anything missing, you can tell her directly..."

Seeing Chang Huan put down the bowl and looking at him warily, Jing Jiuge said again, "I have a good healing ointment, come with me..."

After Chang Huan listened, he signaled Xie Baitang to be relieved, then got up and followed out the door.

As soon as she arrived at the front hall, Bai Shao tactfully found out the healing ointment and handed it to her master.

Singer Jing Jiu twirled the small porcelain bottle, sat back at the table, and said, "Bai Shao, you go out first."

Chang Huan just looked at Jing Jiuge like this, not knowing what she was planning.

"I should thank you for today's matter, Lin Xiaonuan..." Jing Jiuge said, her cold eyebrows were staring straight at Chang Huan, as if she wanted to stare her out of a hole.

"You say that, don't you think that you don't treat yourself as an outsider?" Chang Huan didn't show weakness.

"Outsider?" Jing Jiuge snorted, and said with a cold smile, "When I met A Tang, you didn't know where you were..." As he spoke, he put the medicine bottle on the table, and turned towards Chang Huan. The direction pushed past.

Chang Huan took a step closer, ignored the medicine, just stared straight into the eyes of the person opposite, and said, "Jing Jiuge, you love her, don't you?"

Jing Jiuge did not expect Chang Huan to be so straightforward.

After a moment of silence, Jing Jiuge did not respond positively, and said impatiently, "So what, what do you want to say?"

"What I don't understand is, since you love her, why are you so determined to ask Ah Cuo to kill Nuan Nuan?" Chang Huan finally asked this question from the bottom of her heart, and she wanted to know.

"She is Xie Cunfeng's daughter, she shouldn't exist..."

Chang Huan's heart skipped a beat, responding to his previous reverie.

Chang Huan frowned, gnashed his teeth and said, "But she... is not only Xie Cunfeng's daughter, but also the flesh and blood of the person you love!"

Jing Jiuge stood up abruptly, and said sternly, "She's not!" His expression seemed to be filled with disgust just hearing the name Xie Cunfeng.

Chang Huan was startled by that look and words, but soon regained his composure.

Jing Jiuge pulled out the gold hairpin from his head.

Chang Huan took a step back, not knowing what she wanted to do.

I saw Jing Jiuge suddenly smiled, sat down again, picked up the burning wick on the table, relaxed his expression, tilted his head and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill you..."

Chang Huan didn't have any confidence in facing the uncertain person, and said, "Are you not afraid that I will tell her about this? If she finds out, she will hate you for the rest of her life..."

"Lin Xiaonuan, are you trying to threaten me?" Jing Jiuge said lightly, blowing the residue on the golden hairpin.

"If I say yes, what should you do?"

"Lin Xiaonuan, you are too overestimating yourself...you can't threaten me...more than ten years ago, when I was most desperate, I swore a poisonous oath. In this life, no one will You can threaten me." Jing Jiuge paused, then laughed again, "If you wanted to tell Ah Tang, you would have already said so, would you still wait until today?"

Chang Huan said helplessly, "Why can't you let her go?"

"I only have her...why let go?"

"Even if she doesn't love you?"

"If it were you, what would you do?" Jing Jiuge threw the question to Chang Huan, but before she could answer, she shook her head and smiled slightly, and said, "Look at my memory...you have followed me Kansai City, no?"

Chang Huan was speechless.

"Whether she loves her or not is her business. As long as I know that I love her, that's enough." Jing Jiuge lowered his brows and eyes slightly as he spoke, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, seemingly helpless and heartbroken.

Looking at Jing Jiuge like this, Chang Huan felt a little sympathy. He was stunned for a moment, and then said, "At the beginning, it was because of her that you were kicked out of Wuyou Valley, wasn't it?"

"If I say yes..." Jing Jiuge suddenly turned his nose sour, and said, "What should you do?" What Chang Huan said before was echoed by Jing Jiuge like a game.

"What happened back then?" It would be a lie to say that Chang Huan was not curious.

Jing Jiuge seemed to be caught in the memory all of a sudden, and stayed on the spot for a long time. When Chang Huan thought she didn't want to say it, he heard a voice whisper, "Ah Tang was poisoned, and I...how can I I had the heart to see her suffer...so, I detoxified her..."

"It's detoxification, why did you get kicked out of the teacher's school?"

"My master's stubbornness... I can't blame him... I can only blame it. The detoxification method I used at that time, the skin-to-skin relationship I needed, was not accepted by the world..."

Chang Huan was shocked, and said, "So, she was in a coma at that time, you and her—"

"Yes!" Jing Jiuge interrupted her, raised her eyes and said, "If I hadn't been accidentally seen by my junior brother and reported to the master, I would not have been kicked out of Wuyou Valley, I would not have left Ah Tang, and I would have There will be no subsequent encounters..."

Chang Huan approached the table blankly, sat down, bowed his head, and twisted his clothes unconsciously.

How could this be?

Chang Huan didn't know when Jing Jiuge brought the flagon, poured a glass and pushed it to her.

Jing Jiuge poured himself a glass, looked at the wine, and murmured, "If we change the place and time, maybe we can still be friends... Wangnian friendship, it sounds good..." After all, he smiled helplessly, raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp.

Chang Huan drank the wine as if he had gained courage, and said, "What about Xie Cunfeng? Why did he hurt you?"

"Do you really want to know?" Jing Jiuge blinked her icy eyes, seeming to be full of fun, and did not shy away from this topic.

Chang Huan nodded.

Jing Jiuge put his hand on the table, stroked the bulge on his wrist, and said quietly, "That happened 17 years ago... When I was kicked out of Wuyou Valley, I didn't leave Far... how could I be willing to go far... It's just that after I entrusted my friend in the valley to write a letter to A Tang, I waited for a day, but I didn't wait for A Tang, but I saw Xie Cunfeng and came to him Door!"

After Jing Jiuge finished speaking, he put down his hand, picked up the jug, glanced at Chang Huan, and said slowly, "If you have seen this legendary hero, the prodigal son who is praised by everyone... you will know his face , how ugly!"

Chang Huan said, "But what did he say?"

Jing Jiuge sneered coldly helplessly, and when the smile stopped, he said in a deep voice, "He said, A Tang won't come... He said that in another month, he would have eight palanquins to marry A Tang Entering the door...he also said that Ah Tang is his, and people like me are not worthy of living in this world..."

After Jing Jiuge finished speaking, he drank two big gulps of wine, then got up and staggered to Chang Huan's side.

Chang Huan turned slightly sideways, watching Jing Jiuge pat her on the shoulder suddenly, the force was not heavy.

Jing Jiuge drank the wine, turned around the table, the spicy taste turned into a sour piece, his eyes were red, he sat down with a wry smile, leaned forward, touched his chest and said, "I asked him, what about me? People, what kind of person... When Atang Chenghuan was under me, she was just as satisfied..."

After Jing Jiuge finished speaking, he smiled bitterly and trembled as if unwilling to reconcile, his expression was full of sadness.After a while, he drank another sip of wine before continuing, "Xie Cunfeng became angry from embarrassment. Before killing me, he first broke my hamstring, and then my hand tendon... If it wasn't for God not accepting me...it was my luck Well, I met Yin Tianming who just practiced Poyun Palm, and chased him all the way to meet Xie Cunfeng for a martial arts competition..."

Chang Huan had mixed feelings in his heart, and asked with a frown, "What happened next?"

"Later, Yin Tianming saved me, and Xie Cunfeng left... A month later, the news of Ah Tang's wedding spread throughout the world... and since then, my heart has died together with me. Already..." Jing Jiuge suddenly lowered his head and laughed, shed tears as he smiled, and continued to murmur, "To live, only revenge... and only revenge can support yourself to live Go on, do you know that feeling? Have you experienced that kind of life... So, I helped Yin Tianming build the Mingyue Tower, and I will destroy Xie Cunfeng and everything he has..."

"Since I have already avenged my revenge, and my heart has long since died, why do you keep pestering my mother?" Chang Huan didn't understand, and he never thought that a person could live like this.

"Haven't you heard a word? Dead ashes can also be revived." Jing Jiuge rested his chin on the table with one hand, his eyes were a little blurred, and said, "If Xiaolou hadn't brought her back, I thought I would Just wasting time like this, waiting to die till old age..." After Jing Jiuge finished speaking, he took a sip of wine quietly and said nothing more.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Lying to you?" Jing Jiuge sneered and said, "Is it interesting?!"

"Then why are you telling me this?"

"Didn't you ask?! I'm in a bad mood today, so I'll tell you if someone listens, so what..." Jing Jiuge raised his glass slowly after a pause, staring at the glass and said, "Maybe If you don't believe me, from the first time I saw you to now, I just want to give her what I have...I want to give her a moonlight, a plum fragrance, a basket of crispy pears...a handful of spring breeze...maybe...maybe , if she is willing, she will be with her for the rest of her life..."

Jing Jiuge said, as if seeing the longing, but also quietly burst into tears.

As Chang Huan listened, his eyes turned red for no reason.

(The author said that for some reason, he just wanted to record the story of Jing Jiuge. The following words are incomprehensible, so let’s take a look.)

There is a girl in Jingmen who croaks and falls, and Fennuo babbles like jade.

Parents, brothers and sisters are all happy, and sigh with emotion that they are called the moon in the sky.

I hope to show my sincerity in this life, so I call it Jiuge for my boudoir name.

Childhood stubbornness is beginning to appear, not afraid of etiquette and disaster.

Chuipiao started to study in a private school, and it's hard to say anything at a glance.

Reasonable and fun-seeking, classmates admire the many tricks.

If you don't follow the rules and mundane way, you will often make your husband dumb.

Listening to his words about ancient and modern things, it is rare to see strange thoughts.

Only six or seven years have passed since then, and Yinghui has built the city.

According to legend, Yunmeng and Water Town, the little girl of the Jing family is graceful.

Dancing with the piano and sword, the fish leaped into the pond, peeking secretly at the side of the companion who vowed to repair.

Chun Yuan looked back with a slight smile, and there was a crackling sound on the wall.

The bright moon is covered by the bright sky and the clouds, and the beauty of the flowers is pale.

It is rare to meet someone who understands his heart, and only waits for a beautiful woman to take his soul.

At that time, the plague was everywhere, and the white begonia had no fragrance and could not give up.

Looking at the city and the country, the men in the world have no color.

Go away to Gaotang, my hometown, worry-free and perfect.

When the rain and wind come at night, we play wine, sit side by side and drink under the eaves.

Laughing and talking about thousands of miles in the world, a wry smile hides a promise for an idiot.

Why does Huashu need to fight with fragrance, she is romantic and has her own lover.

Time does not change with others, Bi Luo hates the short, Huang Quan falls.

Knowing that one flower is one world, who would have thought that the night of singing will be full of ink.

In the old days, Biwu accompanied Yunge, but now the decaying willows lie in a cold house.

When the rain moistens and the smoke is thick, sometimes the wind blows and the flowers wither and fall silently.

The branches of the waning moon year after year, and the sun is covered by gloomy clouds.

Dreaming of meeting again at midnight, tears in my eyes holding hands and speechless.

The moon is dim and the clear sky is gone, but if the flowers are interpreted, there is nothing to do.

The moon is withered, the willows are withered, and the wine is turbid. I don't hear the qin and se of the past.

Lovesickness is endless, and lovesickness provokes it, and it is rare to live a lifetime.

I still remember that he had a rainy break every year, and would like to exchange the rest of his life for a moment.

Shu Mei smiled lightly at dusk, and joined hands with Qing to drink without worry.

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