Twilight Cloud Returns

The next day, heavy snow fell in the clear sky.

Counting the days, today is the seventh day of the first lunar month.

As the saying goes, on the seventh day of the lunar month, the weather is fine and people are free from disease, but haze, wind and snow bring disasters.

But now that the goose feather snow is floating under the bright sun, is it a blessing or a curse?

Wuqing sat on the chair in front of the door, resting his chin in his hand, his long hair spread all over his shoulders.The sun shines through the clean snowflakes and shines on the cloud peaks made of silk in his white robes, sparkling.

Yun Chuxiu quietly appeared in front of him, her tall body blocking his sight.

He squatted down, smoothed Wuqing's worry-filled brows with his fingertips, and said softly, "Little fool, what are you thinking?"

Wuqing said slowly: "I think about Huishan Temple, I think about Master Huijue, I think about my brothers, I think about the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the courtyard..."

The corners of Yun Chuxiu's lips curled slightly, pretending to be jealous and dissatisfied, she pouted and said, "I didn't think about it after thinking about it."

"You, you..." Wuqing was always helpless at his crooked reasoning but couldn't say anything.

Yun Chuxiu suddenly acted like a troupe of jugglers on the street. He conjured up some pieces of red paper and scissors from behind, and said cheerfully, "We will cut the ribbon on the seventh day of the lunar new year." He got up and sat next to Wuqing, "In the past, you were in Huishan Temple with your brothers and sisters. What will they cut?"

As soon as Wuqing mentioned this, he was full of interest. He picked up the scissors and said while cutting, "I'm not very good at cutting. I usually cut some auspicious words. Brother Wuchen has a pair of skillful hands. Apart from being able to make windmills, he can cut The little animals are even more lifelike, and Junior Brother Wushuang can't put it down..."

As he spoke, the word "Fu" flowed out from under his jade-like fingers.

There wasn't much red paper, so Wuqing cut a small one, and then stuck it on Zhihuan's cheek like a naughty boy, and asked happily, "Does it look good?"

Yun Chuxiu was so happy to make him happy, she took the bronze mirror and admired herself, full of praise: "Pasted with paper-cuts, this general is really like a tree facing the wind, and his appearance is like Pan'an."

Wu Qing blushed a little after he boasted.

Yun Chuxiu also grabbed the red paper on the side, and carried Wuqing away, pretending to be mysterious: "You are not allowed to peek! I want to cut a masterpiece that has never been seen before or since."

Wuqing snorted arrogantly: "Who cares to look at you!"

He always thought that a person with a long sword like Zhi Huan would not be interested in these things to pass the time, but he didn't expect that he would find red paper to make himself happy.

A warm wave surged in my heart, sweeping away the depression of getting up in the morning.

Wuqing was full of curiosity about Zhihuan's cutting skills, and tried to probe.

Yun Chuxiu seemed to have eyes on her back, she looked back and said, "Curiosity killed the cat."

This startled Wuqing, who was peeking at nothing else.

He bowed his head and muttered in a low voice: "If you have the ability, don't show me the cut..."

Yun Chuxiu worked hard for about a cup of tea, and finally cut out a shape.

He carefully covered it in the palm of his hand, with a malicious smile on his lips, and said: "The New Year passed by in a hurry, and I didn't prepare a New Year's gift for Ah Qing. Today's one can be regarded as a gift before I cut it myself. I hope. We have such a good time every day."

Yun Chuxiu's solemn rhetoric really bluffed Wuqing.

The innocent Wuqing really thought that he had worked hard to cut some auspicious painting, so he couldn't wait to accept this gift, spread his hands cautiously, and stood under the warm sun.

He wanted to tear up this paper-cut without even looking at it!

One little figure was lying on the other's back, and the legs of the two were entangled.

This person clearly cut out the erotic pictures!

Wuqing threw it back on him, becoming angry from embarrassment.

He also said "May we have such a good time every day"... Isn't this clearly prostitution in the daytime?

Wuqing was thin-skinned, half of his cheeks were burned through immediately.

Yun Chuxiu continued to tease him, "Look, I cut the little man on the top according to my appearance, and you are naturally the one on the bottom. Come and see if I look good, and see if I can create a booth for you. This is born..."

Wuqing didn't look at the filthy things he cut, so he simply closed his eyes and said with a sigh: "The ones below are not like me."

Yun Chuxiu deliberately misinterpreted: "Then you mean that the man next to me is next to me...then I will go with the man next to me..."

The "Gift of Duke Zhou" hadn't landed yet, and he interrupted him in a flustered manner: "No, you can only be with me..."

Only halfway through the sentence, Wuqing realized that he had fallen into the trap of this man's words again. The blood from his fingertips quickly flowed back towards his heart, staining the porcelain-like skin that he had passed through, until his neck was covered with delicious crimson .

He quickly ran to the back hall and closed the door.

If you are so shameless, why do you see people?

Yun Chuxiu followed contentedly, but of course she was turned away.

He cleared his throat, touched the little blessing that was still stuck on his cheek, and he was overjoyed from the bottom of his heart, before talking about the serious business: "Everything is done here in Guyong City, and we can leave in the future. Rescue Su He Yafu also agreed to help with the matter of Yue, Ah Qing can rest assured that we will return to Liangzhou safe and sound to eat Lantern Festival."

Not long after, Wuqing heard Zhihuan's footsteps leaving in the room.

He is the unrestrained little prince, and he is also the thoughtful general.

Wuqing is a little confused, which side of him is more happy?

royal court.

When Su and Yue woke up, they felt dizzy and had a hoarse throat.

She really didn't understand how Man Xie had such a perverted hobby - he liked to listen to women's cries, the shriller the better.

If Man Xie really dared to touch her, she would bite her tongue and commit suicide on the spot.

Since the fate of this life cannot escape being at the mercy of others, then life and death cannot be controlled by others.

It's just that she never expected that nothing happened except that Man Xie put her on the bed and made her scream a few times, and even slept on the carpet avoiding suspicion.

Su and Yue looked at him with admiration.

Her voice was hoarse and ugly, "You..."

Man Xie didn't make any excuses, just poured a glass of water, shed the previous night's lustful expression, and said respectfully: "I yelled all night, drink some water to moisten my throat."

Su Heyue was indeed thirsty, after taking it, he thought for a moment, and thanked him: "Thank you, Manxie."

Man Xie's heart trembled suddenly, but he immediately covered up the momentary emotional change, and left the bedroom with his heavy body.

Without Man Xie's order, she cannot leave the dormitory.

Su Heyue looked at the small window on the high wall, but she didn't want to be a chess piece whenever there was a glimmer of hope.

No maidservant dared to serve in the bedroom, because the rumored leader of Manxie was licentious.

During the day, Su and Cha'er were not afraid of Man Xie, but boldly came to visit her.

This was something Su Heyue never expected.

Cha'er's tepid attitude that day made her puzzled, and after some conversations, she still couldn't understand Cha'er's thoughts.

"Sister." Su and Cha'er still had such indifferent tempers, holding the phoenix-necked lute, and after correcting the pitch, they babbled a little tune that everyone in the grassland is familiar with - horses run, bears and eagles fly.Warriors go out to plunder sheep and cattle, and when they marry a wife, they should marry Su Henv.

Although Su and Cha'er were not from the Central Plains, they played the pipa well, like pieces of Kunshan jade, like hibiscus weeping dew, and they can be called the masters of temperament of a generation.She sits alone, her cold temper and the sound of the pipa complement each other.

She knew that Cha'er loved music only since she was a child.

Xu Shi was obsessed with melody since he was a child, and the aura exuded by tea is like a fairy in a fairyland, noble and glamorous.

If he hadn't escaped himself, Cha'er would probably have spent his life gracefully, free from any power struggles.

The song ended in the wild imagination, Su and Cha'er approached Su Heyue, and said softly: "Sister, Cha'er will send you out of the royal court at midnight."

Su and Yue looked at her in disbelief.

Su and Cha'er said with a smile: "It seems that in the hall that day, Elder Sister did not understand the meaning of Cha'er's last words."

She repeated: "Live well, don't let your thoughts go to waste, don't let everything go back to the original point."

"But……"

Before Su Heyue finished speaking, Cha'er said what she wanted to express: "But because of your escape, I was forced to marry Da Zhou. Logically speaking, I should hate you, why should I help you..."

After hearing this, Su Heyue lowered her eyes in shame, not daring to face Cha Er's expression at this time, for fear that those beautiful eyes would be full of resentment and lingering resentment.

Su and Cha'er raised their heads, looking up at the small window in the same posture as Su and Yue just now.

She said sadly: "Sister, sometimes Cha'er really envies your courage. No matter how you ignore it, you will never regret it even if you hit your head and bleed for the man you love. But what Cha'er lacks the most and what he yearns for the most is your courage."

She looked back at Su Heyue again, and said firmly: "Whether you believe me or not, Zishi Cha'er will wait for you in front of the palace gate. Yafu gave me the token to enter and leave the royal court, and send you out of this cage." , it can be regarded as a reward for my admiration for you for more than ten years."

"But sister, you have to remember, don't let Man become suspicious."

After Su and Cha'er had finished exhorting, they left in a hurry.

It turned out that the girl who only knew how to play around back then had long since grown into the appearance that a saint should have.

Su and Yue chose to believe in their only sister.

It's just that it is really difficult to slip under Man's squinting eyes.

Didn't Manxie always want to get herself?

Su Heyue decided to take the risk, pretended to be friendly, got him drunk, and slipped out of the unattended bedroom.

It's just that she didn't know how much Man Xie helped silently during the night when she fled the royal court again.

When the ninth child.

Yun Chuxiu's side is ready, and all spies have quietly retreated from Guyong City.

Since then, he will never get any information about the Huns.

Yun Chuxiu rode a horse, and with the help of people from Yafufang, he passed the city gate smoothly.

He looked at Gu Yongcheng behind him, the abandonment of the intelligence network still made him a little heartbroken, after all, it was the result of years of painstaking efforts.A trace of pity flashed inadvertently in the bottom of his eyes, which was captured by Wuqing.

Wuqing rode the same horse with him, and wrapped him tightly in a furry fox fur cloak, knowing that he was afraid that he would catch the cold.

Sitting in Yun Chuxiu's arms, he called out guiltily: "Know it..."

Almost in an instant, Yun Chuxiu returned to her former wandering and indifferent appearance.

"It's not just a few hidden piles. If the general has the ability to build the first one, he must have the ability to build the second one!"

He rubbed Wuqing together with the brim of his hat on, and comforted him: "I'm going back to Liangzhou soon, and I'm still waiting for you to cook the Lantern Festival for me."

Wuqing choked back with sobs: "Okay..."

After a while, a horse also drove out from the city gate they had just passed.

The ones who came were Su and Yue.

As expected, Yafu did what he promised and sent Su and Yue out safely.

This Han Asian father seems to have many secret pasts that are not known to the public, but Yun Chuxiu has no time to inquire about it now, if he comes to the capital in the future, Yun Chuxiu will definitely thank him.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that there was a familiar face on this horse, a face they had always ignored...