Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 67
Tingyu wiped the table with a little more force, but she just couldn't help it... Leaving aside that matter, the master and the miss are simply a couple made in heaven, why can't they be together.

She was angry with her master, afraid that the crazy master would reappear that day and do something outrageous to Lian Qingcheng, but after she saw the master's appearance these days, he couldn't help but feel sad.

The master who was originally invincible and invincible is now like an old man who is about to wither away. Apart from rushing on the road, he is either alone in a daze or sighs repeatedly. Only then did she fully feel the pain in the master's heart. If it hadn't been for the master's crime that day If you're a fool and trust Pei Jiu, Miss is already a princess, okay? !
"Miss, I know you must still be thinking about master... Otherwise, it would be impossible to brew such a big vat of green plum wine..." Ting Yu completely tore the scar in Lian Qingcheng's heart, "Actually, master is also trying his best to make up for it... ...He saved the second son of the Bai family... He lost more than half of his skills..."

The wind rushed into the room fiercely, Lian Qingcheng closed the door, and it took a long while before he replied lightly, "Yes, I see."

On the surface, Lian Qingcheng was fine, but the past was like a sharp knife piercing her chest, and she forced herself to swallow the pain caused by the sharp knife. I'm too stupid... But sharp blade... Can you stop twisting in your heart?
Ting Yu saw that Lian Qingcheng didn't react too much, but acted lightly, trembling with anxiety.

Could it be that the lady has let go?It's useless for the master to come...

Gu Hanxun, as if he had never felt the pain of Lian Qingcheng, chuckled, "This is a good thing, Tingyu, can I trouble you to warm up the wine."

"I seem to have choked on the hot pot just now, I'll go out and wash my face." Lian Qingcheng forcibly resisted the sharp knife's strangulation, pushed open the door and walked out.

Gu Hanxun pretended not to notice the trembling of his shoulders and the slight sniffling sound.

After leaving the house, Lian Qingcheng was woken up by the cold wind. When she raised her hand, a petal fell on the back of her hand. Although it was already night, Ah Man circled around the fence happily.

"Aman, what's the matter?" Lian Qingcheng opened her mouth and realized that her voice was hoarse and felt a burning pain.

Ah Man is the most straightforward, and he can't talk around in circles, but today he hesitated for a while, and the last big man was forced to be shy, "Goddess... that... Is that girl Tingyu here?"

Lian Qingcheng took a few glances at Ah Man, then called out Ting Yu.

"Aman, what's the matter?" Ting Yu came out with the jug that had just been heated.

"No...no." Ah Man paused for a moment before making up his mind to push the fence door open.

"Mother said that girls love beauty, I went to the fair today to sell my prey, and I brought this back for you..."

Stretching out his hand, a string of simple beads lay quietly on Ah Man's rough hand.

A wooden house was built on the mountain opposite Lian Qingcheng's stone house at some point, and Lian Qingcheng only discovered it when there was smoke from cooking occasionally.

It turns out that there are people who like to be alone more than myself, Lian Qingcheng sometimes looks at the curling smoke in a daze, what kind of person would choose to live in a place where wild animals often appear.

People who practice martial arts have excellent eyesight. Ji Li always floats on the tree, sits on the thick branch of the old tree and looks at Lian Qingcheng in a daze. The last look at each other made him both like it and feel sad.

How much he wanted to appear beside Lian Qingcheng and tell her that I am here and that I was wrong.

But he knew he couldn't.

But he was afraid that Lian Qingcheng would forget him, so he tried every means to make Lian Qingcheng remember that there was such a person as him.

He tried his best to cleanse the people of Qianji Pavilion and disperse them into the female imperial clan.

The couple who quarreled in front of Lian Qingcheng, their conversation was so familiar, it reminded her of the embarrassing confession under the sunset.

The man in black who appeared in front of Lian Qingcheng and danced his sword, hoped that she would think of himself who was still dressed in black and with black hair.

Seeing Lian Qingcheng frowning and pursing his lips, he was so petty.

She must still remember it, otherwise why would that flash of sadness in her eyes be?

The sky is getting warmer, the ice and snow are melting, and it is spring.

As the weather gets warmer, people get a little lazy.Lian Qingcheng didn't like to move more and more, always stayed in Gu Hanxun's house to talk with him, or sat in the yard and looked at the plum tree in a daze.

She didn't want to go out, and when she went out, she would always encounter some strange things, and the memories would drill into her mind desperately, pressing down one wave, and another wave followed.

When Ji Li tried his best to make her remember everything that happened, Lian Qingcheng also forcibly resisted everything, and then tried his best to forget it.

Zhuifeng's melancholy grows stronger day by day, and Lian Qingcheng's temper is stubborn, if she wants to let her know that all of this is from Ji Li's handwriting, then it's okay...

Master is playing with fire!

And when looking at Lian Qingcheng, who was slowly becoming angry and sad, Ji Li smiled wryly, "Look, she still remembers me..."

Let's torture each other like this... Let's see who will go crazy first, driven crazy by the pain like a steel knife cutting out the heart.

After Gu Hanxun asked several times, Lian Qingcheng said it was all right, but a few times in the dead of night, Gu Hanxun heard Lian Qingcheng calling that person's name outside the door, either softly or resentfully.

He pulled his eyes away until he stopped at the place where the cooking smoke was rising, his eyes were deep.

He won't let that person know all this, absolutely not...

Although this day is the time he stole...but he also misses it very much...

Gu Hanxun thought it would go on like this, until... until the end of time.

Even...he touched his leg, his eyes filled with deep sadness.

The plum blossoms have withered, and the tender green leaf buds popped up all over the tree overnight, which is very eye-catching.

Ah Man Niang is a frequent visitor to Lian Qingcheng's place, and she would bring some food every now and then, and today she brought some chicken feet with sauce, which looked like they were all ready for dinner.

"Qingcheng, I heard that the male barbarians are here." Ah Man Niang bit her chicken claw, and wiped the oil stains on her face casually. "He's here to ask for women and food again. Sigh..."

"The male barbarians... seem to be tribes in the north. They don't want to resist Beichen's aggression. Why do they have time to come here?" Lian Qingcheng asked lazily and leisurely.

Although she asked, her hands never stopped. Lian Qingcheng simply tied up the bamboo that Tingyu had cut in the morning, and made a frame for the grapes beside him, thinking that if summer came, it would be a good place to enjoy the shade.

Amanniang looked a little embarrassed, looked at Lian Qingcheng, and said, "They...the last time they came here was to make peace with the patriarch. The two clans became one clan, and they failed to make an agreement in the end, so they returned without success."

Lian Qingcheng smiled, "Why, they still don't give up?"

"That's not true," Ah Man Niang stood up and helped Lian Qingcheng lift the bamboo frame up. "They came this time...they don't want anyone else, it's you, Qingcheng boy."

(End of this chapter)