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"Aqiu!" Young Master Liuyun sneezed loudly, "Who is plotting against me behind my back?"

Xue Yi turned over on the tree, expressing that she didn't want to talk to him, this man fell ill every day, and when he thought about it, he didn't know when he was going to kill himself.

"It's cool at night, my lord, don't catch a cold." The person opposite to lord Liuyun kindly added a few pieces of carbon to the stove.

"It's easy to say, on the Mid-Autumn Festival, there is Biluochun brewed by His Highness himself, and there is no disease." Young Master Liuyun looked at the opposite person with a smile, and accepted the service of the emperor's relatives very well, "Your Highness is exquisite in tea art. Watching the moon is really beautiful, I don't know where your highness is from, and when I am free, I go to ask for advice, and the one above is drinking or wiping knives all day long, I really can't help it."

"To tell you the truth, I once went to Changtian Qiushui to disturb Xiao Xianren. Xiao Xianren's tea art is unparalleled, and I can't get a tenth of it."

"Xiao Yichen, no wonder." Young Master Liuyun stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder to express his comfort, "Why do you compare yourself with other people, let alone Xiao Yichen is not human at all, he is a god, don't think too much, Your Highness is doing well now , yes, very quenching thirst.”

Nalan Lu automatically ignored Young Master Liuyun's ridicule, but grasped the point with empathy: "Oh? Mister visited the four major countries, what is your impression of Xiao Xianren?"

"I don't remember it. I really haven't seen it before. I went to my hometown and wandered around the bottom of the mountain. I didn't even come across a tombstone. The one with the most is Xiao Yichen's old partner named Xueyi."

"That's really a pity, but it's a great blessing for the young master to have the help of the hero Xue Yi."

"It's easy to talk, easy to talk, easy to talk, I haven't seen you, but I've heard a lot of rumors."

"It's rare that the young master is also interested in rumors."

"I can't help it, my lord, I'm going to go wherever there is chaos. The chaos in Wei country was solved by Xiao Yichen. Of course, my lord must know who is so capable."

"Thinking about it now, it's a pity. I only met Xiao Xianren a few times."

"Well, is he as beautiful as the rumors are? I know this description is not quite right, but I met a charlatan who called him that. I heard that he talked about the qin very well. Where is it, anyway, it is most likely to be in the crater, I heard that his chess skills are also quite good, of course, the most important thing is that he is a big beauty."

"Well, Xiao Xianren is indeed very elegant." The person opposite put down the hand stove lightly in his hand, his face could not hide his yearning and loneliness, "It is also because I have no destiny with Xiao Xianren, it is worth it to see Xiao Xianren in this life. "

Young Master Liuyun shook his head and shook his head left and right, and had to say that ADHD is a disease that can be cured: "Ha, although I have only met Xiao Yichen a few times, but it is not too much for you to know my father~~~ Zi Liuyun, Your Highness. Suffer."

Nalan Lu beckoned and found a chessboard out of nowhere: "Young master is right, the sunset is a beautiful sight, why don't we play a game and chat to pass the time."

"Hey, my Highness invites you, and I'm too embarrassed if I don't accept it. Come, come."

Chess player, game, son Liuyun, although his hands are cheap and annoying, and he has hyperactivity, but his brain will never move. Nalanlu is an interesting person. It is this fun that makes son Liuyun Yun volunteered to take the round.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, everything is still the same, but everything is different. Xue Yi looked at the full moon in the sky, and the animal pupils could not reflect one-tenth of the moon's brilliance. Shangqing, no one will trick Xiao Yichen into eating again, even if the house is full of mushrooms, this person may not remember to go home.

He also knows that he is not here, and no one is urging him to go to bed early to help him cover the quilt and watch the night. Maybe there are not so many things down there, and he can have a good rest. Days and nights are possible.

The one thing Xue Yi knows best is that this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, he will no longer have anyone who he can protect regardless of everything, no one who can go through life and death together, and no one who can enjoy the tranquility of the years together.

In the distant Xia Kingdom, in an elegant attic, the distant and simple sound of the piano came, the five-stringed ancient tune, the sevenfold lovesickness, is a dream and a reality.

A person came out from the shadow of the corner, wrapped in the night, and bowed to the person playing the piano with fists in his hands: "Young Master Liuyun has arrived in Beiyan."

"What about Master?"

"The message has been received."

The sound of the piano remained the same, the woman was silent for a while, and said softly: "It's my disciple's fault, so naturally I have to bear it alone."

"It was he who betrayed you."

"He is a ruthless person. If he can pity, he will be satisfied. He dare not expect more, let alone say that he is negative."

"But you, you imprison yourself in your feelings."

"It was Yu Jian who voluntarily became the ink butterfly in that painting."

The black shadow slowly hid in the corner, and the entire attic was silent again. The woman looked at the dark night in the distance, and the footsteps of the guards came from under the attic, indicating that the notification was ready.

Yu Jianxin withdrew her fingers from playing the piano, and sighed: "This Mid-Autumn Festival, there are still many things to do."