Chen Xiao runs Zhenqi, meditates on Yungong and recovers his strength. Not long after that, Su Yan comes in again.
Her whole body seemed to collapse, and her already pale face became even paler, as if the life was passing by little by little.
She came to the bed, directly fell down and leaned against Chen Xiao's chest.
"What's the matter with you?" Chen Xiaomeng opened her eyes and quickly held her shoulder.
"I - I'm ok, but I'm a little tired. Is my father's yard closed? What can I do if I can't shout Su Yan says, the eye socket does not pretend to be red again.
"It's OK, believe me, give me more time --" Chen Xiao saw Su Yan so sad, immediately patted her on the shoulder to comfort her.
At this time, his body is not so weak, straight up and sit next to Su Yan.
"Chen Xiao, I'm afraid of Rourou because the people of the Yang family are so beasts -"
"don't think about it. I'll go there as soon as my strength recovers." Chen Xiao finished and coughed twice.
Turn a head to see, see Su smoke legs and together, that flesh color silk stockings wrapped feet have been stained with dust and blood.
He felt a pain in his heart and bent down to hold Su Yan's bare feet.
"You - what are you doing?" Su Yan was startled and quickly grasped Chen Xiao's hand.
"Does it hurt?" Chen Xiao did not answer Su Yan's words, looked up at him with a gentle face.
See his eyes in the emergence of a bit distressed, Su Yan's eyes do not compete with the red up, gently nodded.
"I'll give you some potion." Chen Xiao said something to her. No matter whether she agreed or not, she put her feet on her legs, looked for the holes in the stockings and tore them open, revealing her delicate feet.
Su Yan seems to do this kind of thing for the first time, his face suddenly blushes and blushes. He is ready to speak, but he sees Chen Xiao's eyes looking at his feet seriously.
There have been several abrasions on the feet, all of which came from walking barefoot just now.
See him carefully to wipe their eyes do not look to other places, really care about themselves.
Su yannei's heart suddenly surged with strong excitement, suddenly moved forward and took back his feet.
"What's the matter? It's not over yet. " Chen Xiao tried to squeeze a smile at her.
"Can I - can I hold you?"
"Chen Xiao felt his body tremble, and his hand with disinfectant stopped in the air.
Su Yan see he didn't respond, heart again summon up the courage to want to reach out to pull him.
But just when her hand was about to touch Chen Xiao's skirt, Chen Xiao moved away gently.
"No way." He lightly said a, continue to pick up Su Yan's foot to give her medicine.
"Oh -" Su Yan smell speech, the heart is suffused with a thick grievance and loss, light oh a, also don't go to see him, this hands in the chest in a daze.
Just when Chen Xiao and Su Yan are speechless, Su Zhentian has changed his suit in Su's inner courtyard.
Wearing a robe, he stood in front of the tombstone with the jar of wine sealed with eight trigrams in his hand and one hand on his back.
"Rong Yue, Rourou has been arrested. Just now Yan'er came to call me. You must have heard that."
"Well, these two children have suffered too much for the Su family, but fortunately, everything will get better."
Su Zhentian said here, turned around and sat in front of the tombstone, said with a smile: "now, the Amethyst jade has been returned, Yan'er's destiny has also appeared, I now have nothing to worry about."
"Before, I had been worried. I was confused and wandering, so I couldn't make a good wine. Until now, I realized that all this was under the control of my master."
"Now I've got nothing to worry about, and I realize what master said to me at the beginning."
"It's time for me to drink Qi. Now Rourou has been arrested. I feel that the disaster is just this time."
"You've been waiting for me for 18 years on the huangquan road. Now I'm alone, and I'll be with you right away."
When Su Zhentian said this, he put the wine on the back table and took out the old tape recorder and shadow puppet tools from the box again.
It's still the song, it's still the play, it's still his solo performance.
"For the last time, I'll give you this play - Rong Yue. I haven't seen you for many years. How do you look now?"
Su Zhentian said with a smile: "it must be as gentle and virtuous as before, but I am old."
"Don't talk, don't talk, I have to save our daughter, even if she hates me, but it's still the flesh and blood of you and me, even if I die, she can't hurt half a point, right?"
At this point, Su Zhentian sat down on the wine table, opened the gossip, raised the jar and poured a bowl of wine.
Looking at the sake with genuine Qi, it seemed that his wife's reflection appeared again in the clear wine water.
She was still wearing the red cheongsam, gently shaking the Xiufan in her hand, turning around and smiling like a flower——Su Zhentian smiles a little, raises the wine cup to drink in one gulp! Tqr1
in an instant, his whole body was covered with golden light, and there was air spinning above his head, like a whirlpool.
Just like the previous Xiyue breaking through to the king's realm, but now Su Zhentian's head is slightly smaller than that of Xiyue at that time.
"In the spring of the 38th year, the misty rain on the West Lake, the broken willows, the paper, you can draw the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, but you can't draw your surprised smile."
"Bang --" he said, only to hear a loud bang from Su Zhen's celestial body. His body, which had no realm, seemed to have real Qi in an instant.
Straight to the spirit realm, the whole body Qi is weak, and the whirlpool above the head is even worse.
Su Zhentian didn't care. He continued to pour out the wine, drank another bowl, and said to the tombstone:
"in the summer of the 35th year, when the family and country were in chaos, you and I met in the car, and we became confidants in the night's wine. We were happy, but we didn't dare to speak, for fear of startling your beauty."
"In the winter of the thirty third year, love gushed out like a spring. Before and after the flowers, you and I hugged each other and fell asleep. This is the happiest thing in the world."
"In the spring of the thirtieth year, when you said that you loved peach blossom in this life, I planted a ten mile peach tree, drinking and blowing with you, but I was happy."
"Touch touch -" he said three words, and his whole body made three loud noises again.
That sound of true Qi, just like sitting on a rocket, quickly soared from youdaowu to the spiritual realm!
The whirlpool on the top of my head is stronger and stronger, even stronger than that of Xiyue before.
Su Zhentian seems to be a little bit unsatisfied when he talks about it. Fortunately, he smashed a small bowl and poured a jar of good wine into his stomach.
At the end of the jar, he said with three points of intoxication: "in the 20th year, at the autumnal equinox, after reading the Buddhist scriptures, there was a sigh in front of the grave, where the peach blossoms fall, you will sleep safely."
"Reciting sutras and listening to Zen for many years under the green lamp, burning a room of incense to accompany you far away. It turns out that it's a sin to tease flowers and smile, which makes you miss the Chinese new year like this."