Dream of Yicheng

"Daozhang, shall we go and play with Mr. Mo?" Yun Chu said enthusiastically.

Xiao Xingchen: "?"

"You seem to like him very much." Xiao Xingchen said lightly.

Yun Chu shook his head, "That's not it, I just like it in general, uh, no, no, I want to ask him for help with something!"

"What needs his help?" Xiao Xingchen asked puzzled.

Yun Chu glanced at him anxiously, and said, "Didn't I ask him for an autograph last time, but I accidentally lost it, you don't even know how sad I am."

"Then you go by yourself." Xiao Xingchen said speechlessly.

Yun Chu said, "Master Dao, why don't you go with me, besides, don't you want to talk to him about old times?"

"You know his identity?" Xiao Xingchen suddenly realized.

Yun Chu nodded hurriedly, "Yes, and I have a friend who really likes Mr. Hanguang and Mr. Wei, uh, Mr. Mo! As her friend, I have to do something for my friend, right? ?”

"Besides, you can still talk about the old days. I'll ask him to write a few words for me by the way. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

"Are you okay? Daozhang." Yun Chu said, grabbing Xiao Xingchen's sleeve.

Xiao Xingchen finally agreed to meet Wei Wuxian with her under Yunchu's soft and hard paving.

At this moment, Wei Wuxian was drinking tea with Hanguang-jun in the room.

Yun Chu was taken aback, hey, she seems to have come at the wrong time, I hope that Hanguang-Jun won't hate her because of it.

"Mr. Mo is good, Mr. Hanguang is here too, hello." Yun Chu said with a sneer.

Hanguang-jun just glanced at them and didn't speak.

Wei Wuxian, on the other hand, looked at them and smiled, "Why are you here?"

"Hey, everyone is a guest of the Jin family, come and have a seat, won't you be unwelcome?" Xiao Xingchen put his hand to his mouth and coughed lightly.

Wei Wuxian nodded, "Please sit down."

"Miss Yunchu, do you have something to say?" Seeing Yunchu's hesitant to speak, Wei Wuxian asked suspiciously.

Yunchu glanced at Hanguang-Jun, and seeing that he didn't respond, he said to Wei Wuxian.

"Mr. Mo, it's like this. You also know that I admire and adore you very much. I asked you for a letter last time I met, but...but I accidentally lost it. Although I didn't mean it, but in my heart There are always regrets and regrets, so I asked the Taoist priest to come to you and ask you for some more words, is that okay?" Yun Chu said, with regret and anxiety on his face.

Wei Wuxian froze for a moment, this was the first time he encountered such a situation.

Why did the other party lose the gift that was sent out, and the other party still came to ask for it again?

Do you really admire and adore him so much?

"It's not impossible, I don't know which two characters Miss Yunchu wants to write?" Wei Wuxian asked doubtfully.

Yun Chu smiled, "You can use whatever words you want, and I even brought a piece of paper."

Yun Chu took out a few sheets of paper from his narrow sleeve, there were about ten sheets.

Wei Wuxian: "..."

"You should have pen and ink here, right?" Yun Chu asked nervously.

The main reason is that the brush and ink are not easy to carry, otherwise she can bring all the tools, as long as Wei Wuxian writes a few words.

"...Yes." Wei Wuxian said.

Yun Chu felt relieved, "That's good."

Hanguang-Jun looked at Wei Wuxian suspiciously, Wei Wuxian shook his head, he couldn't explain the current situation.

"Want to write? Why don't I write a few too." Hanguang-jun murmured.

Yunchu was overjoyed, "Really, Mr. Hanguang is willing to write too? Thank you so much! It's a pity that I brought less paper this time~"

After finishing speaking, there is still a taste of regret.

Everyone was stunned. How dare she bring more paper if she knew that Hanguang-Jun would write to her?

Hehe, they have never seen such a brazen person.

Yun Chu looked at them, "Do you want to write now?"

"Alright." Wei Wuxian nodded and walked to the desk.

Yun Chu quickly laid out the paper for him, Hanguang-Jun walked over and looked at him puzzled, "What do you want to write?"

"I can do whatever I want," Wei Wuxian said indifferently.

Yunchu said, "Mr. Mo wrote Hanguang-jun's name last time!"

"Huh?" Hanguang-Jun looked at Wei WuXian with unclear meaning.

Wei Wuxian said guiltily, "I don't know whose name to write."

"Then what does Hanguang-jun want to write?" Yun Chu asked curiously.

Hanguang-jun ignored her, and Yunchu didn't care, anyway, as long as they don't care what they write today, these few pieces of paper will definitely sell well.

How much would it cost to sell the handwriting of Patriarch Yiling and Lord Hanguang to those juniors who admired them?

"Okay." Wei Wuxian wrote eight sheets, and Hanguang-jun wrote a few words on the remaining two sheets, which are: Nightless Sky and Mass Burial Mound.

Yun Chu's eyes flashed slightly, these two places seem to have special meanings to Wei Wuxian and Hanguang-jun.

What if she suddenly doesn't want to sell the two copies?Of course, this thought only flashed in her mind for a second.

Looking at what Wei Wuxian wrote again, he wrote the place names of several places he visited.

After the handwriting was dry, Yun Chu carefully folded up a few pieces of paper and put them properly in his cuffs, checking from time to time whether they were still there.

Wei Wuxian looked at her strangely, "I don't know, why did Miss Yunchu write so much?"

"It's a bit embarrassing to say it, because I always lose things here and there, and I'm afraid I'll lose them again, so I keep some more in case of emergencies, hee hee." Yun Chu explained.

Can this thing be prepared for a rainy day?

Xiao Xingchen smiled helplessly, "I made everyone laugh."

Hearing Xiao Xingchen's words, Yunchu realized that she seemed to have neglected him again, oh, what a shame!

Yunchu walked back to Xiao Xingchen, looking at him with some trepidation.

"It's getting late, we won't disturb the rest of you, let's leave." Xiao Xingchen left with Yunchu after finishing speaking.

Wei WuXian looked at their backs, and at the wet pen and ink on the desk, feeling a little puzzled.

"Has the goal been achieved now?" On the way, Xiao Xingchen said helplessly.

Yun Chu nodded and said excitedly, "Thanks to the Taoist priest!"

"Oh?"

"After all, Mr. Mo agreed to me because of your face. As for Mr. Hanguang, he is only because of Mr. Mo. Therefore, you are the one I should be most grateful to." Yunchu explained.

Xiao Xingchen chuckled, "You."

"Master Dao, I want to find Jin Ling." Yun Chu said suddenly.

"What do you want him for?" Xiao Xingchen frowned secretly.

Yun Chu said vaguely, "Well... ask him what Sect Master Jin likes, then I can give gifts. I'll be back soon!"

"Hey..." Before Xiao Xingchen could speak, Yunchu had already disappeared.

Just as Jin Ling was about to go back to his room, he was almost bumped into by Yun Chu, he frowned, "You rampage, what are you doing?"

"Jin Ling, what happened to what I told you last time?" Yun Chu said while holding the door, breathing slowly.

Jin Ling was puzzled, "I've had a lot of things recently, what are you talking about?"

Just as Yun Chu was about to speak, he looked around guiltily, dragged Jin Ling into the room, and closed the door behind him.

Jin Ling looked at her puzzled, "What are you doing?"

Yun Chu ignored him, ran to sit down at the table, and poured himself a glass of water.

Cai said slowly, "I'm going to get Hanguang-jun's handwriting today."

Jin Ling: "!!!"

"So what?" Jin Ling said indifferently.

"And the person you admire the most." Yun Chu said mysteriously.

Jin Ling excitedly sat next to Yunchu, "What's going on? Explain it to me!"

"It's just what you think!" Yun Chu said calmly.

Jin Ling sneered, "You think I believe it?"

Yun Chu took out a piece of paper from his cuff and placed it in front of Jin Ling.

Jin Ling looked at the writing on it in shock, and didn't speak for a long time.

"How...how is this possible?" He stretched out his hand, wanting to stroke the words on the paper.

The hand was slapped away by Yunchu, "What are you doing! What if you break it?"

"Where did you get it?" Jin Ling asked puzzled.

He had seen this handwriting in his uncle's study, so he could be sure that Yunchu didn't lie to him, but how did it come about?

"Don't worry about this. I told you before that you are in charge of the contact person and I am in charge of sales. How about that? In return, and you are still my friend, I can give you a copy." Yun Chu said.

Jin Ling sneered and said, "Oh, I don't care about it, my parents died because of him, why should I keep his handwriting?"

"Well, that's not necessarily the case." Yun Chu retorted softly.

After all, strictly speaking, it was his closest and most respected little uncle who killed Jin Ling's parents.

Yunchu picked out a piece of Wei Wuxian's handwriting and stuffed it in Jin Ling's hand.

Jin Ling was a little dazed, and said after a while, "Ouyang Zizhen and the others have arrived today."

"That's good." Yunchu was overjoyed. After all, things are rare and valuable. If she asks Wei Wuxian to write too much, not only will it arouse his suspicion, but it will also be a bit overwhelming, which is not good.

"Tomorrow is your little uncle's birthday, why don't you go find them tonight?" Yun Chu suggested.

Jin Ling glanced at her, then went out and asked the servants to find Ouyang Zizhen.

Yun Chu divided the remaining paper into two parts and put them on the cuffs on both sides.

Jin Ling sat at the side, staring at the writing in his hand with a dazed expression. The writing on it happened to be: Lianhuawu.

Ouyang Zi looked at Jin Ling really puzzled, "Jin Ling, what's the matter with you asking me to come here at this time?"

"It's a big deal." Jin Ling said calmly.

Ouyang Zizhen looked at Yunchu, and asked in confusion, "I don't know who this girl is?"

"Hi Mr. Ouyang, I'm Yunchu, we met last time." Yunchu smiled.

"We... When did we meet?" Ouyang Zi was puzzled.

Yun Chu smiled helplessly. To be precise, she had met Ouyang Zizhen, but at that time the other party could not see her.

"Jin Ling, what is this in your hand?"

When he got closer, Ouyang Zi really saw that he was holding a piece of paper in his hand, and he was still a little puzzled. After seeing the writing on it, he grabbed it excitedly.

"This is? This is..." Ouyang Zi really looked at Jin Ling excitedly.

Jin Ling snatched the paper back, "This is mine!"

"Jin Ling, lend me a second to watch it! I want to make sure..."

Jin Ling glanced at Yunchu and said, "She still has some, you go find her."

Ouyang Zizhen walked up to Yunchu, "Miss Yunchu, do you really have Senior Wei's handwriting? Can you lend me a look?"

"This... After all, it is something I cherish. Jin Ling, I also reluctantly gave him one because he is my friend." Yun Chu hesitated.

Ouyang Zi was really surprised, "The price is a matter of negotiation."

"Talking about money hurts feelings too much." Yun Chu smiled, took out a piece of paper from his cuff and handed it to Ouyang Zizhen.

Jin Ling looked at her disdainfully, what kind of relationship could she really have with Ouyang Zi?Still hurt feelings?hypocritical.

The author has something to say: Last night I dreamed that I was sitting with Xiao Xingchen, very close to each other, I was floating~~~