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Chapter 79

Yanming felt that Jin Yanchen was in a bad mood, even worse than usual.

On the way back, Jin Yanchen remained sullen all the way, without saying a word.

Yan Ming ran quickly and followed Jin Yanchen all the way, only then did she realize that Jin Yanchen's walking speed when she came out was simply accommodating her.

He looked at the back of the tall, tough, but lonely figure who was walking alone in silence, as if he understood something, but he didn't fully understand it.

At this time, Su Buyan was still awake.Wearing only a middle coat, she walked from the direction of Jin Caimo's room.

Su Buyan is not like Jin Caimo, his facial features are not very outstanding, but he can be considered handsome.

The scholarly family is better than the little accumulation passed down from generation to generation, and the children come out, all of them are elegant and profound.

That kind of demeanor is inspired by the family tradition of the aristocratic family, it is brought out from the blood, and it is different from Liu Xinyuan's self-proclaimed romantic, it is much more low-key, and much thicker.

Although the Su family is a scholar's family, it has been passed down for hundreds of years, and the family still has some wealth. They will spend money to hire someone to look after the house, and there is no need for a son of Su Buyan to fight and kill.

Su Buyan also devoted himself to studying literature and ink, and only learned a little self-defense from Jin Caimo.The biggest battle he has ever seen in his life was probably when the in-laws of the three surnames in Dingfeng Building sought revenge from Jin Yanchen.

Seeing Jin Yanchen walking over with blood stains all over his body, Su Buyan was stunned for a moment, and his tone was a little nervous: "Cousin Six... What's wrong?"

When Jin Yanchen killed the white tiger, he got under the tiger's belly, half of his body was covered with blood from the tiger's belly.At this time, the blood had dried up, congealed into a large piece, crumpled.Even if the black clothes are not visible, it looks a little creepy.

He, Jin Yanchen, has long been used to it, so he didn't think much of it, he just said lightly: "It's nothing. I killed a beast, and some blood was splashed on my body."

"Is the sixth cousin injured?"

Yan Ming thought to himself that Mr. Su is a scholar after all, and he has never seen any big battles.If even killing a tiger would result in injury, the Holy Master got up early and practiced swords at night and at night all these years, wouldn't it be a waste of time?
Jin Yanchen was so patient, he said, "I'm fine. It's so late, why is Cousin Su still up?"

Su Buyan said: "My mother was screaming in a nightmare, so I went to have a look. My mother has already fallen asleep, so cousin Liu doesn't need to worry."

Speaking of Jin Caimo, Jin Yan couldn't help but feel a little heavy in his heart.After the aunt and nephew met each other, Jin Caimo started to chatter a little, holding his hand, repeating old things, crying and laughing at times, and even a sparrow flying outside the window would startle her, lest someone might want to kill her again. Harm Jin Yanchen.For a moment of dejection, he said: "It was I who made Aunt Qi sad."

Su Buyan said: "What is the sixth cousin talking about? I don't know how happy my mother is that you are still alive."

The two cousins ​​were not very close to each other, they hadn't seen each other for many years, and they had nothing to say.Su Buyan patted Jin Yanchen on the shoulder: "It's getting late, cousin Liu should go back to the room to wash up and get some rest earlier."

Qingxiu had already ordered the kitchen to boil water.

Jin Yanchen is in a bad mood here, and doesn't like people being in the way.Yan Tea went out early in the morning and helped Qingxiu to the kitchen to carry the bath water. Seeing a small snow-white flower in her temple hair, it was tender and healthy, against a pink and white face, it was really pretty, and said with a smile: "What kind of flower is this?" ?Quite good looking."

There was a faint dizziness on Qingxiu's face, she looked quite shy: "It's ginger flower, it was given by Mrs. Wang in Madam Su's room, she said it looks good on it."

Mother Wang is Jin Caimo's personal servant, Wang Concubine. It is said that Jin Caimo followed her when she was still Miss Jin, and later married to the Su family. The master and servant have a deep relationship.Jin Yanchen also respected this Mama Wang very much.

Yan Tea didn't notice the softness in Dao Qingxiu's tone, and said with a smile: "You must be the one who took care of Mrs. Su wholeheartedly. Mama Wang thanked you and specially rewarded you. Your skin is fair and looks good on you. If it were me, I would wear it." It doesn't look like this anymore."

Qingxiu said angrily: "You're teasing me again. You are tall, and everything you wear looks like a clothes rack. I don't know how much I envy you."

The two walked in with hot water, talking and laughing.Because Jin Yanchen was born too tall, the bathtub was specially made, and the bath water was used more than ordinary people.The two carried it back and forth several times, filled the bucket, hung clean clothes on the sandalwood shelf behind the screen, and retreated out.

The steam from the tub soon turned white behind the screen, and rows of pear trees were planted outside the window, just blocking the view from the outside.At this time, the moon is already in the sky, the evening wind pierces through the trees, and the pear blossoms that are full of air are whirling, drifting in through the window and falling into the bathtub.

Jin Yanchen was most annoyed by men taking a bath with flower petals. Once, he bumped into Fang Jun and a maid in the courtyard holding a bucket of roses, saying that it was for the son to take a bath, and it bothered him for several days.Seeing this, he frowned a little, but he was too lazy to take it out on purpose.Except for the bloody clothes soaked in the hot water bucket, the face was a little hot from the steam.

He closed his eyes, and in front of him was Mu Dianke's face as indifferent as ice and snow.He thought, she still doesn't care after all, right?

Not when she cares.

She grew up late, at the age of three or four, she was still a little bitch, just past his knee.If he hugged Nishang for a longer time, she would pout and be unhappy.He had no choice but to put down his neon clothes to coax her.

At that time, she had short legs, and she was always hugged by him everywhere, and several cousins ​​followed him all day long, calling: "My wife is beautiful, my wife is beautiful, you don't have legs when you go out."

Later, she suddenly became taller, and she was able to hold his arm without tiptoeing.It's usually fine, but when he's in a place with many girls, he's very warm and friendly, wishing he could hang on to him all over.

In Xiaowu's words, Xiaosi is treating our Xiaoliu as a wall, turning himself into a gecko, right?

Mu Dian didn't care if he was teased, he smiled with his small chin up, and deliberately made an ugly appearance of a gecko climbing the wall: "I am a gecko. Do you look like it, don't you look like it?"

There was a soft "ah" sound, and the expression was rather displeased: "Those little girls are too unreserved, how can there be a girl who is not shy and stares hard at other boys? I just want to piss them off. "

The brothers were so happy that they exploded: "Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu, you are finished."

"Little four, fourth cousin knows that you are the most reserved, you only stare at your boy, don't you?"

"Oh, how can there be such a big girl who despises other people as little girls."

"Xiao Ba, did you dip your pancakes in vinegar again in the morning, why does it smell so sour?"

"Xiao Sier, let me tell you, you went back to Luoyang last time, and Xiao Liu gave Xue Qingling of the Gu Yue School a large bouquet of flowers."

"That's right, I saw it too. I'll help you look after Sixth Brother in the future. If you have anything interesting, you must be the first to tell me."

Jin Rulian hugged Jin Nishang, and the two sisters laughed so hard that they fell to the ground: "Little...Little...Little Sier, you...you are really good. Even if my sister doesn't teach you in vain!"

The laughter of the past is still in my ears, and those fresh faces have long been covered under the loess, rotting to the point where only a pile of white bones remains.

Jin Yanchen felt a stabbing pain in his heart, and he bent down in pain, crushing the two-finger-thick edge of the bathtub with his palm.

There was the sound of swordsmen outside the door.

(End of this chapter)