Chapter 274

In October, snow has begun to fall in the north. There is an island separated by mountains and rivers, which is covered with snow white from the sky.

Not far away came the sound of Xiao, deep and graceful, floating away.

"You're even afraid of cold now. You'd better pay attention." an old man put a cloak on the woman with low eyebrows and flute.

The flute stopped suddenly. The woman stretched out her slender jade hand and closed her cloak. "Thank you, aunt."

The old man called aunt smiled warmly and looked at the woman who woke up a month ago. She was pale and thin. Filled with heartache, he turned away and continued to prepare medicated meals for her.

The woman stood up and quietly looked at the little snow-white falling around. There was a warm air flow floating around. People said that snow was not cold and melted cold, so it was not too cold at this time. But Rao is so, his body still seems to feel a little unbearable.

Her eyes are empty. She thinks about something, but it is still blank after all. She doesn't remember who she is, but she often has a dream, a bloody dream. After waking up, her heart will be so painful that her breathing will become fragmented.

There was a white figure in the impression, but it was a pity that she couldn't see his face clearly.

"Aunt..." the woman went into the flower hall and shouted.

The table was full of food. The old man answered, and then another old man came over.

"I've spent a lot of time on this medicinal food master, so I'll eat it while it's hot." juechenzi reached out and filled the bowl and handed it to the woman.

The woman nodded, "thank you, master, aunt."

Juechenzi nodded and sighed in his heart. Since he and his younger martial sister brought her back more than half a year ago, the girl was dying. Fortunately, he hung his breath with Centennial ginseng. Later, they worked together to abolish her original martial arts and deal with those internal injuries for her. She has been unconscious since she was cured.

It's just strange that she woke up without warning just after the first snow. When the younger martial sister went to call him, what he saw was that a figure who couldn't even stand stably leaned against the corridor and looked at the snow.

They thought she remembered, but later they found out that she didn't remember anything.

It may be a good thing not to remember. After all, if she knew that she had killed so many of her own people, she was afraid that she would collapse, otherwise she would not have taken this road at the beginning.

After a period of recuperation, her body has finally improved. Although she is not as gorgeous as they saw at the beginning, her indifferent and ordinary appearance is also very gratifying.

In December, it snowed more heavily. There was a white figure in the yard integrated with the snow. If it weren't for the flying green silk, it would be invisible.

There was a soft sword in her hand. Two people stood in front of her and raised her from time to time, which made the female body method of sword dancing not only light and moving, but also powerful, and had the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops.

Juechenzi rolled her beard and nodded with a smile, "this girl is worthy of being a wizard. This set of sword skills can show such strength in just a few days."

"It's as you wish this time," said the fairy beside her, her eyes full of love. These days, the more they contact, the more they feel that this girl is good. She is not only smart, but also a filial person. Their two and a half lives have passed, childless and carefree. Unexpectedly, she is accompanied by people at first, and the warmth flowing in her heart can't fade.

The last move was to step on the rain and pick flowers. The woman's light body fell steadily, her chest gasped slightly, and the soft sword in her hand was still shaking.

Juechenzi's eyes were straight. "Younger martial sister, pinch me."

Hearing the speech, the fairy gave him a white look and went to the woman. Tears filled her eyes. She had never seen such wizards. It seems that their unique skills have been followed by others.

The woman's face was a little better than before. Two red clouds on her face floated on her cheeks. She looked very good.

"Aunt... Master..." the woman sighed slowly.

Juechenzi nodded. "Good girl, you're the only wizard I've ever seen! Don't worry, no one will give me this skill except you. You're ready to practice hard!"

The woman nodded, "yes, master..." she could see that the two old people were very happy. Even if she wanted to leave here and have a look outside, she couldn't bear to sweep their interest.

At the beginning of the 25th year of Yong'an, the old emperor of Dongting was assassinated and killed by the former crown prince. At the same time, San Wang ascended the throne. At the beginning of the year, the former crown prince was also captured.

The new emperor has just ascended the throne, so he ordered an amnesty and tax exemption for two years. This is what the people want. Therefore, not to mention at this time of war, the position of the new emperor in the hearts of the people has become more noble.

On an island in the north, the ice on the river began to melt gradually, but it was colder here. The woman wrapped in a cloak stood quietly in front of the island and looked at it for a long time before turning away.

On this day, the sun was shining, and the woman's body was better. She was no longer so afraid of cold. At this time, she was sitting in the sun and playing with herbs. Suddenly, she heard the footsteps behind her, and stood up. She called "master, aunt."

"Well, I've seen that your body and bones are better these days. Please prepare and we'll leave the island tomorrow!" juechenzi looked at her surprised face and said gently.

The woman looked at him and then looked at her aunt. It was impossible not to be surprised, because she had not heard of going out of the island since she woke up. They also seemed to want to avoid it. Today, it was the first time to hear about it!

"Why did master suddenly think of leaving the island?" she asked.

Jue Chenzi sighed slightly. In fact, why did he want to infect the secular world again? But there's no way. Today's Dongting and Beiting are in the same situation. Beiting has the momentum to annex Dongting. The reason is that they want to plot those treasures.

They have heard about this. I'm afraid no one knows it now.

"Alas, the world is no longer peaceful. You have a more important task when you go out."

The woman looked up slightly stunned, task?

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Dongting, an inn, has attracted everyone's attention since the three people who just arrived entered the door. The reason is that there are not only two old men with fairy character, but also the women behind them. Even wearing a veil, they also have such a dusty temperament, cold eyebrows, looming faces and the posture of helping Liu.

Until the three people went upstairs and disappeared in the sight of everyone, they didn't slow down.

In the room, the woman stood in front of the window and looked at the bustling crowd downstairs. When did she look at them like this? Just when? She can't remember.

"There's your other courtyard on the South Street. Would you like to go and have a look at the former Prime Minister's house." behind her, the aunt has been with her for a long time, sighing slightly.

"Aunt, have I killed many people?"

The woman lowered her eyes. She vaguely remembered that she had always had a dream in her dream. In the dream, she seemed to have killed many people, and then... She didn't remember.

Jin Xiangu is a little stunned. She's not easy to speak. After all, that's true, and she did kill many Wulin heroes. No one can deny this. Although it is said that this matter was suppressed by that childe mu by means of thunder, it is difficult to guarantee that no one will seek revenge in the future.

"Yue'er, it's not your fault. They were all controlled by magic that day. If they don't die, you'll die. Therefore, it can't blame you." she tried to comfort, although the effect was not great.

The woman called yue'er is the original month, but now she is no longer proud, and some are just indifferent.

To the other courtyard in the south of the city? It seems nothing!

"Go again tomorrow! My aunt must be tired after driving all the way." every month turns around and holds my aunt down.

The fairy nodded and said nothing more.

At that time, in the other courtyard in the south of the city, Mu Hua was sitting under the pear tree warming the fruit wine. I heard that it was made by Yue Er last year. Unfortunately, there were not many, so he could only drink a little. Now everything about her is the reason for him to support. He thinks about her all the time. As long as there is any news about her, he will rush there immediately. He doesn't know how long he has been paralyzed.

The pear blossoms fell into his wine glass, rippling slightly, "moon..." a murmur came out, and he closed his eyes and slept on the couch.

A green figure tightened his handkerchief not far away. He was so cruel that he didn't give anyone a chance? This is the case in the Ming moon palace and the portrait of the young lady in the South court. Now it is still the same here.

Is there no room for others in his eyes? She's not bad, is she?

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"Young master mu, are you leaving now? Would you like to take the wine brewed by the palace leader with you?"

Mu Hua turned around and looked at the maid. She used to be yue'er's close maid, and her attitude towards her was gentle. "No, I'll come back later."

"Yes..." the maid turned and arranged.

At the beginning of the morning, Mu Hua and his party came to congratulate him as the prince of Nanting, so they had a lot of pomp and trouble when they left.

It is not uncommon for the prince to regard this other courtyard as his foothold every time he comes, because they all know a good story that has been circulating all the time. Even a word is now circulating in the market.

Every month before flowers meets temporarily, bitter hatred hinders calm. What's more, when you wake up and dream, the flowers fade and the moon is hazy. Endless flowers, endless months. Two hearts are the same. At this time, willing to do, willows thousands of silk, trip up the spring breeze.

It's said that this word came from Nanting last year. It was written by the Third Prince of Nanting for the late beauty, but they don't know that this word was actually given to Mu Hua every month.

Leaving Dongting so soon this time is actually to avoid some unnecessary troubles, such as marriage.