Nongmen noble girl silly husband

Chapter 212 Seven Fairies (4)
All this happened between calcium carbide fireworks, Jiang Jiuyue opened her mouth slightly, and her heartbeat was slightly disturbed by the moment of life and death just now.

Yun Tingxuan on horseback supported Jiang Jiuyue's waist, tightened slightly, and drew her attention back to himself: "In two months, the kung fu has progressed so much... unexpectedly one palm It smashed the shaft of the car, and it was still in the air."

His tone was flat, and he was used to the air of death just now.

Jiang Jiuyue was stunned for a moment. This time, she deeply understood what kind of path she had chosen——

Power tricks, strategies, regents, iron-clad country, blood-stained color.

Although I already understood it, but when I saw it with my own eyes, I was still a little shocked.

However, the thick warm hands around his waist seem to be able to support the sky and the earth, especially the slightly curved arc at the corner of his mouth at this time, which is more charming and dazzling than those colors. Soon, she Then he forgot those deaths and shocks, and only felt that the part of his waist that he was holding was a little hot, protecting her from facing difficulties forever.

"My progress counts?" Jiang Jiuyue asked.

Tie Hong Tietao, who was on the side, commanded his subordinates to deal with the scene, and they all nodded vigorously to express their affirmation. I think it took them at least seven years to practice when they reached the level of fighting cattle across the mountain.

Jiang Jiuyue smiled: "That's good, I thought it would take more than ten years to finish studying the book my mother left."

The Tie brothers looked at each other, the young lady was favored by her master and supported by Yan Ling, her skill progressed rapidly, and they might be far behind in the near future.

Since the first assassination, the journey was no longer lonely. There were eight assassinations, large and small, over a distance of more than 100 miles. The people behind the scenes were very persevering, and the more frustrated they became, the more courageous they became. Finally, in the evening, after the group solved the last assassination, they came to Xiao's shop again.

Jiang Jiuyue saw this way, the weeds on Xuehan Mountain had been cleaned up, and a road was specially set up for carriages. The Hanshan pine grew strong and healthy in the past two months, and she couldn't help but think back to her first When she went to Qingquan Mountain once and bet with Jin Rui, at that time she even thought that if she lost, she would make do with Jin Rui, but now——

She turned her eyes and looked at Yun Tingxuan, who was tall and resolute, wearing a dark robe that dragged the floor, and who was listening to his subordinates report, his handsome profile looked more handsome and outstanding under the setting sun, and she couldn't help but feel grateful: fine.

Yun Tingxuan turned his head and saw her grateful eyes, the clear eyes were like a snow lotus flower with condensed dewdrops in full bloom, lightly, slowly, but still dazzling, then he was slightly taken aback, There was a smile in his eyes, "Go in first, we will spend the night at Xiao's shop at night, and tomorrow we will take the snow mouse to find a way out."

"Yeah." Jiang Jiuyue turned her face away, cleared her throat uncomfortably, and stepped forward.

The guards set up their own camps. Jiang Jiuyue and Yun Tingxuan settled in the courtyard where they stayed last time. The officers and soldiers had already come to clean and tidy up the courtyard. It is yellow, and the furnishings and utensils are compared with those in the palace, but it can be seen that everything is more concise and simple than Jin Rui's flamboyant bags and Fu Suibo's low-key luxury.

Hongying took off the cloak for Jiang Jiuyue, arranged Jiang Jiuyue's daily necessities, and picked up the wooden basin to water the flowers.

Yun Tingxuan frowned slightly after entering the room, then sat behind the desk and watched today's Babaili Zou.

Jiang Jiuyue didn't want to disturb him, so she went to water the flowers with Hongying.

This wing room, in Xiao's shop, was originally prepared to entertain distinguished guests. The environment is quiet, and there are many flowers and plants in the courtyard, especially at this time, under the window of Xiaoxuan, there are two pots of potted plants with bright colors and different colors. , each potted flower has seven colors, and the stamens and calyx are not the same.

Curious for a moment, Jiang Jiuyue knelt down to look and asked, "Hongying, what kind of flower is this?"

"This one is called the Seven Fairies."

Jiang Jiuyue nodded. It was fun to think about the names. She couldn't help but think that in the Eight Parts of Tianlong, Duan Yu said in Mantuo Mountain Villa that the eighteen colors are called the Eighteen Scholars, the eight colors are called the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, and the seven are called the Seven Fairies. , the camellias of three colors are called Fengchen Sanxia, ​​Mrs. Wang and Luo have never seen it before. She didn't want to see the demeanor of the seven fairies in this gap between historical time and space, so she couldn't help laughing.

Hongying wondered: "Miss, is there something wrong with this flower?"

"No." Jiang Jiuyue shook her head, "I just remembered a very old joke about these unique flowers."

"Oh..." Hongying nodded as if she had realized something, thinking that Miss really knows a lot.

Inside the room, Yun Tingxuan glanced at the two women squatting and the so-called Seven Fairies, indifferently and indifferently, then lowered his head and continued to review the memorial.

The night is getting darker.

Jiang Jiuyue had already gone to bed, but Yun Tingxuan was still checking today's memorial at the table, giving instructions with a brush from time to time, while Tie Hong and Tie Tao stood guarding outside the door.

Yun Tingxuan's pen stopped for a moment, and said, "Tie Hong."

Hearing this, Tie Hong hurried into the house, but saw that the candle was about to burn out, so he lit the lamp for Yun Ting again.

"I'm out of ink."

Yun Tingxuan's elegant fingertips landed on the inkstone with simple patterns, Tie Hong bowed to polish the ink for Yun Tingxuan, looked at the few memorials in Yuntingxuan's hand, and thought: Master seems to be a little slow at work today, I don't know if the situation in Beijing has changed, there is a problem, or the master is absent-minded, so he is slow.

Yun Tingxuan was indifferent to the changes in his subordinates' expressions, and just processed the memorial slowly.

There was no watchman in Xiao's store, but when Tie Hong raised his head, he could see a full moon hanging in the middle through the window.

Child hour is almost here.

Although he personally supervised the deployment of the guards, and among the feather guards, there are so many masters, each of whom is worth a hundred, but at this moment he was still a little uneasy. After his eyes swept across the screen, the bright yellow curtain covered The ups and downs of the figures, as well as the red tassel beside the bed, and the calm master, those uneasiness became bigger and bigger.

At this moment, Yun Tingxuan finished approving the last memorial and put down his pen.

"Tie Hong, you have something on your mind."

Tie Hong straightened his body, and replied: "Master, you can rest at ease, and the subordinates will send the barracks master to lead the guards to inspect again." Master and servant for many years, he knew that he would never be able to hide his thoughts from the master. He didn't need to hide anything from his master, but no matter what the circumstances, he would never leave his master's side ten feet away.

"Yeah." Yun Tingxuan responded lightly, got up, and he was already in front of the bright yellow bed with his robe sleeves fluttering lightly.

(End of this chapter)