In addition to beauty, she also has a mold

Chapter 65
It was not until Xuan Zhenzi's sudden visit that this weird stalemate was broken.

He stroked his beard, looked old-fashioned, and looked at the fourth and youngest who were "harmoniously" getting along with each other with satisfaction.

"When did you two become so good?"

Hearing the sound, Meng Xiyuan lowered his head unnaturally, and said politely: "Disciple pays homage to Master."

His tone was hurried, as if he wanted to interrupt something eagerly.

The person on the side put down their work unhurriedly, raised his hand and saluted slowly: "Master, I heard that the third uncle will return soon, and it will be the Double Ninth Festival in three days."

Xuan Zhenzi nodded: "Well, that's right."

Unlike Meng Xiyuan, she didn't want to change the subject.

It is true that she cares about the third uncle, her savior, and does not care about the small quarrels between the same sect.

"The third uncle is the disciple's savior, and the master is the reborn parents of the disciple. The two elders are the most respected people in the disciple's heart. Therefore, the disciple asks the master to agree to go down the mountain to meet the third uncle in person."

Xuan Zhenzi said with a smile: "Since you have such thoughts, I am naturally pleased with the teacher. I agree."

"Master!"

Xuan Zhenzi glanced at him and asked, "Fourth, what's the matter?"

Meng Xiyuan hesitated for a moment, then bowed and asked: "Master please agree, this disciple will go down the mountain with my junior sister to meet the third uncle."

After being slightly startled.

Xuan Zhenzi said: "I agree, when the two of you go down the mountain together, there is also a care."

"Thank you, Master, the disciple will step down first."

After saying that, he walked away.

I don't know how far he walked, Xiao Yu raised his eyes, but he could not see his back.

Three days have passed.

Double Ninth Festival.

The mountain has always been deserted, but now two people have left and one has been locked up. Everything has changed in a blink of an eye, and Xuan Zhenzi's depression is hard to relieve.

Fortunately, the senior brother will be back soon.

He is the master and elder of these little boys, and everything on Qinglong Mountain needs to be covered by him behind his back. As time goes by, many things are hidden in his heart, and he can't talk about them.

Brother, come back quickly.

Meng Xiyuan got up early in the morning and wanted to go to the courtyard to call her down the mountain together, but found that there was no one in the courtyard, only the whirling branches and leaves of tall trees, falling to the ground like snow, extremely lonely.

As soon as he turned around and left the yard, he heard voices talking.

He frowned.

"Yo!"

A long-lost familiar voice sounded: "Isn't this Xiao Yuan? I haven't seen you in three years, and I've grown a lot taller."

Green shirt, thin face, slightly deep voice.

Meng Xiyuan immediately cupped his hands and saluted: "Disciple pays homage to Third Master."

From the corner of her eye, she looked at the person standing beside her. She was looking at the ants moving under her feet, the fallen leaves blown away by the wind, and the eaves where swallows built their nests. I didn't know how to open my mouth to blame, so I had to swallow it back.

Snapped.

Huang Tianrun patted his shoulder and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad."

In terms of practitioners, apart from Chu Zhijiang, Meng Xiyuan is the most talented and diligent.

"Thank you, Uncle Three, for your compliment." He said.

"I know that you only care about cultivation, and you have all the rituals. Go down. By the way, I got this Shiquan Heart Sutra from a practitioner. I think it is most suitable for you."

"Thank you Third Master"

Holding the Shiquan Heart Sutra in his hand, he watched the Third Martial Uncle and Xiao Yu walk past him.

He opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Really, very depressed.

How could she remain so calm after breaking her promise?
Before dawn, Xiao Yu put on his clothes and went down the mountain by the moonlight. When they met, Huang Tianrun was very surprised and did not dare to recognize each other for a long time.

The person in front of him was no longer the miserable, ashen-hearted appearance he had been in the past.

She is very calm, with a soft face, the same skin, but another soul.

It seems that the past few years have achieved positive results.

He nodded, and greeted her like an old friend: "Miss Dong, I haven't seen you in three years, don't worry about it."

Xiao Yu was slightly startled, then smiled relieved.

"Thank you Third Master for saving my life back then. This disciple has changed his name now. The same is true for Xuanzhenzi's disciple Xiao Yu. There is no Dong family in this world."

Xiao Yu.

The fragrance disappears and the jade dies, Xiao Yu.

Huang Tianrun read the name twice, and suddenly there was a look of sadness between his brows.

But don't let her notice.

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"aunt?"

Xiao Yu was stunned and shocked.

There was a sudden wave of shock on his calm face.

Xuan Zhenzi was no less surprised than her, and silently pulled his senior brother aside, whispering.

"Brother, what's going on?"

He glanced back at his beloved disciple who had been unable to regain his senses for a long time, and asked with a frown: "Three years ago, the Dong family was gone, leaving only this single seedling. Now why is there another Dong family?"

"Let's talk later."

Huang Tianrun seemed very eager, broke free from his restraints, and walked back to Xiao Yu.

"Dong Xiaoyuer."

He imitated his younger brother's tone, trying to get closer to this descendant of the Dong family.

Xiao Yu raised his eyes with a sincere expression.

There was light in her eyes, it was tears, the urgency of the rain after a long drought, she did not open her mouth, but she had already said a thousand words.

"Yes."

Huang Tianrun said: "General Dong does have a younger sister. For some reason, she was put up for adoption since she was a child. Therefore, very few people know her identity."

She pulled his sleeve excitedly and squeezed it tightly in her palm.

Her lips and teeth were trembling uncontrollably, and she choked up and said, "My aunt, where are you now?"

"The capital."

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The hands holding the sleeves gradually loosened, and then hung down on both sides in a decayed way, with mixed joy and sorrow.

The capital is a place that cannot be set foot in this life.

Noticing her strangeness, Xuan Zhenzi said: "Oh, senior brother, Xiao Yu'er has never met Aunt Lao Shizi. It's a happy day, so don't talk about it. Come and play chess with me. We haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Aunt her."

Xiao Yu looked at Huang Tianrun: "Is she doing well?"

The capital city is at the foot of the emperor and under the eyelids of the East Palace. Her aunt has been safe all these years. Thinking about it, Li Yingyu doesn't know that there is another person with the blood of the Dong family on her body.

Even though she really wanted to see her only relative in the world, she couldn't.

She also wanted to understand that cherishing someone in her heart does not mean seeing each other every day, even if they are thousands of miles apart, as long as that person is safe and going well, she can feel at ease.

Huang Tianrun didn't give her the answer she wanted.

"not good."

He shook his head, looked at Xiao Yu with a serious expression, and said, "After your father died, she shaved her hair and became a nun. She chanted scriptures and practiced in Chenxiang Temple. She is weak and has struggled for many years. Now, she is exhausted. dry."

"She's only a few days away."

"what?!"

Xiao Yu felt a sharp pain in her heart, she was just glad that she was finally not the only Dong family member who had never met her relatives.

Unexpectedly, God actually played tricks on her.

"Auntie, what disease does she have?"

Huang Tian ran back: "Heart disease, caused by depression."

what.

In the end, she was the only one left.

Seeing her like this, she must be extremely sad, Xuan Zhenzi loves his disciple dearly, and doesn't want his senior brother to say any more, Huang Tianrun had a plan in mind, so he said to her: "When she was seriously ill, I was always thinking about you, so I came here in a hurry and called her Peace of mind."

"Brother, don't say any more." Xuan Zhenzi interrupted.

Seeing the sad look on his lover's face, he couldn't bear it, and comforted him: "Yu'er, the past is over, don't think about it, go back and rest."

She raised her eyes to look at Master, full of pain.

"Master." She whispered.

Xuan Zhenzi frowned, feeling extremely distressed.

She closed her eyes tightly, and a line of hot tears fell suddenly: "It turns out that it was my aunt who saved me."

Third Martial Uncle and her are neither relatives nor relatives, how could he take the risk of saving the daughter of a criminal minister?
It turned out that it was all because of my aunt.

Without her aunt's secret help, she wouldn't be able to live today.

(End of this chapter)