The invincible chivalrous fragrance of the East

The day Mr. Zhao was buried.

The sun was dazzling when the snow was falling, Zhao Nuanzhou subconsciously raised his hand to cover it, and frowned slightly.

The coffin fell to the ground, and the ashes of the paper money were scattered in the air. Suddenly, a few pieces of black paper scraps floated out, curled up, like a butterfly with black wings, the mourning in the ear was not disturbing, but rather peaceful.

The tomb of Mr. Zhao is very well chosen. It is located on a high mountain, facing the sun, and the surroundings are empty and open. Except for the mountains, rivers and trees, the only thing is that the sky and the earth are vast. It has been snowing for many days. If you wear plain clothes in the mountains, there is a vast expanse of white, with occasional greenery. It becomes an embellishment.

Zhao Nuanzhou knelt in front of the tomb, bowed his head, many fragments were changing in his mind, his parents were playing games since he was a child, regardless of everything in the world, he was brought up by Mr. Zhao, now that Mr. Zhao passed away, all kinds of feelings filled his chest .

"Cousin."

Zhao Jingman's voice rang in his ears, Zhao Nuanzhou looked up, only to see Zhao Jingman suddenly smiled at him.

what for?

Zhao Nuanzhou said in a deep voice, "Why is Jingman laughing here?"

Zhao Jingman, who was kneeling side by side, leaned over, whispered in Zhao Nuanzhou's ear, and said, "Cousin, I want to thank you..."

After leaving words of unknown meaning, Zhao Jingman stopped talking.

Speechless.

When going down the mountain, there was a sudden snowstorm in the mountains, the empty mountains were endless, and the snow was so fierce that people couldn't help feeling a little snow blind.

The snow fell more and more, the wind rustled, and it covered the face of the person. Everything within four feet was white, and the figure gradually disappeared, as if trapped in a desperate situation. In the snow blindness, Zhao Wanwan's voice could only be heard howling, "Master, be careful!"

However, the sound of sharp blades clashing still resounded.

Covering the sky and covering the sky, the black-clothed assassin sprang out of the snow and descended from the sky, flakes of snow flew off at first glance, but the wind and snow happened to subside, and the figure reappeared.

Blood, one drop or two, fell in a line and smeared on the white snow under his feet. Zhao Nuanzhou received Zhao Jingman's surprise attack with a sword in one hand, wiped the corner of his mouth casually with the other hand, and glanced at it again. The assassin who had been in ambush for a long time raised his eyebrows at his cousin, and only asked, "Why?"

At this moment, all the companions of the Zhao family, seeing this situation, all exclaimed, of course, except for those who supported Zhao Jingman.

Zhao Jingman sneered, and said loudly: "Cousin, you can leave with peace of mind!"

Zhao Jingman, who usually shows others in a wheelchair, not only stood up, but also knew how to hold a sword. Zhao Nuanzhou knew that his junior brother's skill was by no means inferior to his own.

Those assassins surrounded this place, and it was already a dead end.

"You don't have to be like this, full of shock," Zhao Nuanzhou smiled calmly, put down the sword in his hand, and said, "My life is here, take it if you want, but the rest of the people are not allowed to move." them."

At this point, Zhao Jingman sneered, but nodded, pressing forward step by step,

Zhao Nuanzhou retreated until he reached the edge of the cliff.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and then he jumped.

Zhao Jingman raised his head, staring at all of this, the sky and the earth were covered with snow, and the falling figure disappeared.

His eyes fluctuated a little, but soon returned to his previous expression.

"Greetings to the castle master!" I don't know which cronies said it.

Then they all spoke together.

Only a few of Zhao Nuanzhou's cronies had tears in their eyes.

So what, Zhao Jingman smiled, the repressed first half of his life finally paid off.

Empty mountains, empty cliffs.

Dressed in red, the man was holding an umbrella, and the patterns of several koi on the umbrella had been half covered by falling snow.

The hair of the person in red is like a waterfall, the skin is like snow, and the ice is like bones.

He glanced at the fallen person under his feet, and after a long time, he finally let out a sigh.

Later, the people of the time said that on the day of Zhaojiabao's funeral, Zhao Daxia was caught in a snowstorm, and accidentally fell off a deep cliff, leaving no trace or bones.

Not long after the news came out, the maidservant of the Mask City was also spreading some broken words, saying that a wonderful person who had lived in the Mask City for many days had resigned, which was a pity.

In another two months, the leader of the martial arts alliance passed away, and everyone promoted talents. After a few days of fluctuations, it returned to calm, and the days passed without any surprises.

after that……

Suddenly, the Slender Lake painting boat is the scene of Yangchun and March.

On the bow of the boat is a young man playing...or youth is more appropriate to describe it, the silver bells on the feet of the playing young man are tinkling, and the twin green pythons curled up next to it seem to be listless due to the warm sun.

Not long after, a tall man walked out of the painting boat, put his arms around the young man's shoulders, and traced his face with his hands as usual. He looked at this man who hadn't changed much from five years ago, and the corner of his mouth Can't help but rise.

Inside the boat, a man in red was half sitting and half leaning on the seat, his eyes were sleepy, his face was like a peach blossom, he opened the curtain at will, and saw the green willows and red flowers outside, and a young woman chuckled by the embankment water, the sun was getting warmer , there are a few fluffy yellow ducklings in the lake, they look very cute.

Another man in black picked up the teapot, poured half a cup, handed it over, and said, "Clear your throat, ask Ah Ci, and so on to get you some light dishes. You've been sleeping for half a day, how do you feel?"

The man in red smiled, raised his eyebrows and said, "If it wasn't for you, how could I have slept till now? En?"

The man in black smiled and said, "If someone hadn't told me that he wanted to play new tricks, how could I have lost my sense of proportion? It's really wronged..."

"You're the kind of person who would sell you when you got a bargain, Zhao Nuanzhou." Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows, pretending to be angry, but his subordinates obediently took the tea and drank it.

As the boat sailed to the shore, Wu Ci'er left first, and wanted to go to a restaurant to buy some light side dishes. She had already made up her mind, like pickled vegetables stewed bamboo shoots, winter melon and fresh shellfish, and hibiscus fish fillets...

He broke his fingers, counted, and waited in the building.

The sudden sound of the wine pot falling to the ground startled him, and he saw a very drunken man at the next table who seemed to be talking nonsense. The owner of the Wanjin Villa back then looked alike.

Probably misunderstood, wasn't that person executed by Shen Youlian five years ago?

He shook his head and smiled, took the food basket in the second hand, thanked him, and returned to the boat.

I wanted to arrange the food and drinks myself, but I just lifted the curtain and saw someone sleeping in Zhao Nuanzhou's arms, who else could it be if it wasn't Dongfang Bubai.

Zhao Nuanzhou put a finger on her lips, signaling Wu Ci'er to put the food basket away and go out first.

Wu Ci'er only thought the picture was beautiful for a moment, and couldn't bear to disturb her any longer. While muttering in her heart that Brother Zhao was unrestrained, she put the food basket away and went to find Lujia.

Zhao Nuanzhou smiled, and carefully placed a kiss on the man's cheek.

Suddenly, seeing his blushing face, I just feel that even the most beautiful peach blossoms are not comparable.

They had revealed their hearts to each other for five years, and they were already a happy couple. He swore to him that he would never hide anything from him again, and he did.

But to get rid of the fact that my little cousin forced me to death five years ago... Ahem, let's not talk about this, let's keep the last secret for selfishness, it is harmless.

The sun is just right.

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_ It’s over, thanks to everyone who doesn’t dislike a certain deer and has been seeing this ╭(╯3╰)╮