My wife, the eldest princess of the demon clan, I recite poems and become a sword god

Chapter 42 Exclusive Memory
The early morning autumn light filtered through the window lattice and fell on the antique bedside.

Li Cheng slowly opened his eyes lazily, but had no intention of getting up immediately.

The scene last night was like a dream, and it emerged before his eyes with incomparable clarity.

He was sure that even if he got out of bed and opened the door, he would not be able to see that familiar figure.

For a moment, he felt empty in his heart and his brain was in a state of emptying.

There is some indescribable feeling of loss.

Silently looking at the curtain above my head,
Li Cheng's thoughts moved subconsciously and he clicked on the translucent system panel:
[Name]: Li Cheng
[Cultivation]: Fifth level Tongxuan realm, primary level
[Sword Qi]: 300.23/1000 (including sword accumulation bonus)

[Current poem]: "Youth Journey"

[Current Achievements]: (blank)
[Use Reward]: Face Blur Technique

In less than a day, the sword energy value on the panel has exceeded the 300 mark, which is worth feeling happy about.

But the fly in the ointment is that this youth song has not yet received the glory achievement reward.

Li Cheng didn't feel the slightest bit depressed.

After all, this situation is the normal state he is familiar with.

A situation like Hengqu Siju, which seems to be stuck with a system BUG, ​​is something that can only be encountered but not sought after.

In addition, this trip has harvested the quasi-sacred sword Shuangbai and the best sword Yun, which can be called a blood profit.

After looking at the various values ​​on the panel for a while, he closed his eyes and opened them again, and the translucent panel disappeared from his eyes out of thin air.

Sitting up from the bed like a carp, Li Cheng couldn't help but show some contemplation in his eyes.

Simply counting the days, he found that it had been almost a month since he left Jiangnan.

Before setting off for the Kunlun Secret Realm, he left ample backup and preparations.

The external theory is that the banished immortal was accidentally infected with wind and cold, which then caused an old illness and required him to stay in seclusion for more than a month.

Only a few people know his true whereabouts.

However, since he came out of the Kunlun Secret Realm, he has never had the chance to contact these people.

As for him in Jiangnan, not only did he have to take care of everything, he still had a lot of things to keep an eye on.

Therefore, no matter whether Xiaoyi can come back in seven days, he must go back to Jiangning City first.

It can only be said that the seven-day appointment between him and Xiang Yi was a perfect coincidence.

Li Cheng silently walked out of bed, put on his clogs, and changed into a comfortable cyan double-breasted gown.

This was a gift that Xiaoyi bought for him after carefully selecting it when he went to the market with him a few days ago.

I have to say, the fabric feels very soft and comfortable to wear.

Thinking of this, Li Cheng suddenly remembered something, quickly opened the door and walked outside.

The morning sunshine, with its warm comfort, dispels some of the autumn cold.

Uncle Tai, with his hands clasped in his sleeves, sat on the wooden swing with half-closed eyes, looking naive.

Seeing the other party suddenly appear in the small courtyard, Uncle Tai stopped his swaying figure.

He slowly stood up from the swing and looked at Li Cheng in the opposite corner with a smile:
"Good morning, young hero."

"Good morning, Uncle Tai."

While saying hello politely, Li Cheng walked towards the other party unhurriedly.

When he passed the other party and walked under the eaves of the main house, he suddenly heard a voice coming from behind:

"By the way, young hero, there is something I forgot to tell you..."

He paused and looked back, saw the other party patting his big head, and said with a smile:
"If you went to the eldest lady's room to find something, she might have taken it away."

After being stunned for a moment, Li Cheng couldn't help but asked:
"You know what I'm looking for?"

"I don't know," Uncle Tai shook his head and said with certainty:
"However, before leaving yesterday, the eldest lady gave me a bundle and asked me to help keep it.

Later I gave it to Qiaoer. I guessed that there might be something you were looking for in it. "

"I know, thank you, Uncle Tai."

Nodding, Li Cheng turned around and pushed the door open and walked into the main room.

After bypassing the screen and walking into the boudoir where the faint orchid fragrance still lingered, he headed straight towards the head of the carved wooden bed.

Nothing changed on the bed from the last time I came in.

However, the crimson hairband that was originally hidden under the pillow was now gone.

When he stepped into the boudoir yesterday morning, he noticed from the corner of his eye the corner of a crimson hairband peeking out from the pillow.

Strictly speaking, this is the first gift he gave Xiaoyi.

These days, Xiang Yi likes this hair tie very much and always carries it with him.

Even when she doesn't have a high ponytail on the back of her head, she will tie it in a knot on her left wrist.

But when he went to Langlang Mountain yesterday afternoon, Li Cheng didn't see the crimson headband the whole time.

At that time, his attention was entirely elsewhere, and he naturally did not notice this small detail.

Looking back now, the other party should have had a premonition that he was leaving, so he entrusted the things to someone for safekeeping.

And by doing so, you can avoid loss or damage.

Of course, these are all Li Cheng's inner speculations.

But he was inexplicably sure that he was definitely not wrong.

After standing in silence in front of the bed for a moment, Li Cheng turned around and walked out of the main room with a slight smile on his lips.

Returning to the courtyard again, he saw Uncle Tai standing not far away with a smile and asked:

"How's it going, young hero, did you find what you were looking for?"

"No, it should be as you said, let Xiaoyi take it away."

"Oh," he nodded and was silent for a moment. Uncle Tai pointed to the wooden shelf beside him and asked curiously:
"You made this swing, young hero?"

"Well, I did it."

Li Cheng replied with some emotion, his voice was very calm.

He strolled to the position opposite Uncle Tai, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked thoughtfully at the wooden swing next to him.

The unsightly swing in front of me is made up of several intersecting poplar trunks, and the joints are tied and fixed with rough hemp ropes.

Any carpenter who sees this will shake his head and lament that the work is really rough.

But Li Cheng liked this simple swing very much.

Because he and Xiaoyi spent three days building it bit by bit.

He clearly remembered Xiang Yi sitting on the swing and rocking back and forth, with a faint smile on his pretty face.

Together with the scarlet hair ribbon, these are exclusive memories between them.

No one can erase it.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Tai smiled at Li Cheng through the wooden shelf and did not continue chatting on this topic.

He just asked casually, bringing the two of them closer together, just like the appetizers before the main meal.

In addition, even if he was thick-skinned, it would be difficult for him to express his ingenuity when faced with this crude swing.

After coughing slightly, Uncle Tai turned to look at the kitchen, hesitated for a moment and then turned back:

"It's still early, why don't I invite the young man to the town for breakfast.

The old tofu at Widow Pan's house by the river is particularly delicious. Served with a small spoonful of chive sauce, it tastes authentic! "

Li Cheng:......

The co-author is another person who can’t cook.

After thinking briefly, Li Cheng looked at the other party calmly and asked tentatively:
"There was quite a commotion in Langlang Mountain last night. Shouldn't we keep a low profile at this time?"

Hearing the other party take the initiative to mention what happened last night, Uncle Tai's heart moved, with a reserved smile on his face:
"I can't guarantee anything else, but in this three-acre area of ​​Qingquan Town, young hero, you can rest assured that nothing will go wrong."

Although the other party's voice was calm, it also contained a bit of assurance.

Hearing this, Li Cheng was suddenly curious. What was the reason for the other party's answer?
(End of this chapter)