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Eight ancient gates.

Fog rain squatted on the ground, carefully looking at the star Gua ball in front of him. After a long time, he said, "grass, how are you distracted?"

After a while, the grass came back to her mind and said, "I'm thinking about something."

Misty rain way: "in think Qu Huashang thing?"

She blinked her eyes and picked up the gourd hanging on her body. Then she tilted the gourd slightly, and then a transparent little man jumped out.

In the past, the gourd did bring a lot of trouble to the fog rain. It was connected with her own divine consciousness and was inseparable from each other. But as time went on, the relationship between the gourd and her began to become intimate.

This little man is the soul in the gourd.

It gently jumped to the palm of fog rain, and then sat down.

Xiaoshangzhou is a pretty girl

Fog rain Nuo next mouth: "that also does not deserve light dust elder brother."

Her eyes fell on the star divination ball, "and, grass, don't you think brother Qingchen's star luck is a little strange?"

"Do you have any?" said the grass

Fog and rain let the little man jump on his shoulder, and then carefully looked at the star divination fairway: "I always feel that the light dust brother's star luck has become surprisingly bright."

She frowned slightly.

Astrology is extensive and profound. Even though she has made rapid progress, there are some things, some heavenly secrets, which can not be seen by diviners, just like the astrology of God worship.

She is OK for ordinary people to see now. If the level is higher, she can't see it directly.

"Light is a good thing," the grass said

Fog rain way: "although so, but suddenly the stars bright, always feel some strange."

The mist and rain hold the small face, deep in thought.

After a long time, the grass said: "fog rain, I'm tired, I want to have a rest."

Fog rain did not think much, immediately said: "good, last time you helped my sister hurt, go to have a rest."

As soon as she spoke, the grass was silent.

Misty rain looked at the shoulder of the villain, whispered: "wait for you to have a star grid, I can also divine where you come from, OK?"

The little man turned to look at her and nodded.

*

Dongzhou, Junjia.

Yuewei will be ready for breakfast, this just entered the room, raised her hand to knock on the door, whispered: "light dust, it's time to get up."

After a long time, a voice came out of the room, "yes, sister Yuewei."

Yuewei put the breakfast on the table. As soon as she put it, the door was opened and a young man in white came out.

He is a handsome young man with a comfortable face, full of vigor and vitality.

He quickly walked to one side, hands washed clean, this just sit on the bench.

Yue Wei put the porridge in front of him and said, "madam, today's Qu girl is going to come here. Don't go after eating."

The boy said, "I know."

Yuewei said again, "did you write to Jinxiu?"

"Yes," he said

Yue Wei said: "last time I thought you made some awkward, now make up well."

She could not help but look at the boy in front of her.

I don't know why, since he returned to Dongzhou, he seems to be a little unfamiliar with him, but clearly the light dust in front of him is the light dust in memory.

Why does she think that the light dust should have been a different image?

But no matter what she thought, she couldn't think of another face.

Yuewei feels that there is a kind of indescribable powerlessness in her heart. She grew up with Qingchen. She knows his heart, his thoughts, his feelings, and even the love in his heart.

Others may think that he is difficult to see through, but in her eyes, he is always clean, clear, is a simple person.

But why, now she can't see through the dust?

"Sister Yuewei?"

Aware that Yuewei is in a daze, the boy can't help but call.

Yuewei suddenly returned to her mind: "what's the matter?"

The young man laughed: "no, you are always absent-minded these two days."

Yuewei apologized and said, "Qingchen, I'm..."

"It doesn't matter. Yuewei, from small to big, I understand your heart to me

What he said made Yuewei feel sad.

Although she and he were masters and servants, they were more intimate than their brothers and sisters.

How could he not be the dust in her heart when he could say such a thing?

Yuewei thinks she thinks too much.

"Qingchen, I'm very moved when you say that." Yuewei is serious.

The boy also quickly finished breakfast and said with a smile, "I went to see Miss Qu."

Yuewei quickly stood up and looked at him and said, "Qingchen, are you really going to marry Miss Qu?"The boy turned around and said, "why not? My mother likes her very much

"Madame likes her very much, but how about you?" Yuewei whispered, "Qingchen, do you really like quhuashang?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then said, "she is very kind and gentle. Everyone likes such a girl."

Yuewei was speechless.

Light dust is really really really down the brocade?

Although she also hopes that he can completely get rid of the emotional shackles, return to their own, but after all, once loved so deep a person, really can completely let go?

But in front of the people, eyes are very sincere, and there is no concealment at all, it does not seem to be telling lies.

"If the marriage is settled, will you invite Jinxiu?" Yuewei felt that she should not mention these, after all, this is also a scar in Qingchen's heart.

The young man was silent for a while and said: "Yuewei sister, Jinxiu has her own favorite people, I should also pursue their own happiness."

Yuewei's body trembled slightly and raised her eyelashes to look at him.

The young man laughed: "everyone wants me to put down, including the rich brocade is also the case, now I finally put down, you should feel happy."

He looked at the light snow that began to float outside and said happily, "sister Yuewei, it's snowing outside. Winter is coming."

Then he quickly walked out.

Yuewei's eyes also look at the door.

Late autumn leaves have not fallen clean, but has been floating snow.

This year's winter, seems to have come earlier.

She walked slowly to the threshold, looking at the thin snow and frost slowly accumulating in the yard, and suddenly remembered one day of a year, the amazing young man, waving his sword and dancing as if he were startled.

But when the youth looks back, it is just like a teenager in front of him.

What's wrong?

Did she forget something?

Can light dust matter, she always remember the most clearly, how can make mistakes?

After standing outside Bajiao Pavilion for a while, Gu Ying saw a group of people coming in a hurry.

A little smile appeared on her face, and she quickly met her.

Walking in the front of the girl, curved eyebrows, bright eyes, is a first-class beauty.

She wore a simple and elegant mink fur cloak, and her steps moved gently.

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