A Sword of Frost

In the dimly lit garden, Wangfu Anwei is guarding an elderly woman. Her hair is gray, her clothes are luxurious, her face is uneasy, her hands are tightly tied together, her heart is full of fear. However, this fear is obviously not caused by the panic held by strangers. Otherwise, as long as he screams, the warrior in the house will come to help. Since she chose to remain silent, it means that she also wanted to meet the two guests from home.

Yun Yifeng asked, "What the **** is going on?"

"Only when we talked with the owner of Youguan, someone hesitated for a while and seemed to want to come in but didn't dare to come in." Ji Yanran said, "If I'm not mistaken, this one should be Mrs. You?"

The woman responded, seeing his gentle tone and chic manner, as if she was very reasonable, and remembering that her daughter was still in the tortured magic cave, she could no longer worry about fear and anxiety. "Two High Lord Xiao and Lord Cloud Gate?"

Ji Yanran nodded: "Yes, but Mrs. You doesn't have to be polite, time is limited, let's just talk about things directly."

"Yes, yes." Madam You calmed down and mourned. "I was looking for two to help me save Yaner. She was very ill and was very sick, but the doctor that the Xu family asked me to prescribe, I don't know what's going on. Instead, I diagnosed people more and more. I wanted to take her back to live for a while, but the master and her brothers refused. I was really afraid that Yaner could not survive. "She Talking, I couldn't help crying, and leaned down to kneel, "Please ask Lord Ye and Master Yunmen to help me."

The dark eye of Wangfu's eye was swift, and she held her. Ji Yanran asked: "The owner of the museum is unwilling to pick up her daughter?"

"Yes, he said for a while that the Xu family was rich and powerful, and the doctors who were invited were the best. He also said that Yan'er was physically weak and could not move around. The excuses were one by one. What kind of soup does not even care about the death of his own flesh and blood. "Mrs. You resentfully said," The Xu family is not a good person. In the years that Yan'er married to fill the house, he did not have a good day. Should you account for your life? "

Ji Yanran and Yun Yifeng looked at each other and continued to test: "Did not have a good day? But the descendants in Xu Qiuyi said that the couple and each other respect each other, and they have been married for so many years. They have not even had a dispute, like harmony Extremely."

"I haven't had an argument, because Xu Qiuyi has a ghost in her heart." Mrs. You gritted her teeth. "He's a complete waste!"

On the night of the wedding, You Yan'er bizarrely had a serious illness, and she lay in bed for three months. After that, she continued to get sick on and off. It ’s useless to ask. After so many years of consumption, Jingqi Shen has been hollowed out for a long time. At a young age, he looks older than Xu Qiuyi who is older than her.

Yun Yi wind said: "Abandoned people?"

"He has never touched Yaner for so many years." Mrs. You wiped her tears. "In the beginning, Yaner still thought that he was sorry for his bad health, but then he always ... It ’s useless to say these things, Lord, Yunmen, there are evil spirits in the villa, and the screams are so terrible that Yaner ca n’t sleep all night. I ’m such a daughter, I really ca n’t bear to suffer her any more. . "

Scream?

Both of them were stunned. I had never expected that such a thing could be asked. Fearing that it would be noticed for too long, he sent a few words of comfort and sent Mrs. You back to her apartment.

There was a heavy rain in Star City.

Wu Suosi had already returned to the inn in advance, and the Wangfu Dark Guard had only sent the oil-paper umbrella over, and he retreated far away without disturbing the two.

Yun Yifeng asked: "Where else does Wang Yee go?"

"Nowhere, I just want to walk on this street." Ji Yanran whispered quietly, "At least I have to wait for Lao Wu to sleep, you and I go back to the inn again, and save."

Yun Yifeng said aloud, and stretched his hand out of the oil-paper umbrella, catching a few drops of rain, letting the wet chill soak into the palm print. In the daytime, the noise was so crowded and crowded that the street could hardly be walked. At this time, it was washed away by the night and scored quietly. After the rumblings disappeared, there was only patter of rain in the ears. The ripples also took away the depression and sorrow that had accumulated in my heart for many days.

Not long after, Ji Yanran pulled his arm back and wiped it carefully with his sleeves: "Don't cause poisonous hair again, do you want to go back?"

"After a while." Yun Yifeng looked for the shelter from the rain and sat down to rest. "I like the rain here very much."

Ji Yanran was also sitting next to him, pulling a cloak and wrapping people up: "The rain here can at best be considered quiet."

Yun Yifeng turned his head and listened to him.

Hearing that the northwestern desert is not as dry as people think, especially in Yancheng, there are several heavy rains every year. Lightning tore the cracks in the sky, and a blast of thunder With the wild wind blowing in the depths of the sky, the crackling rain and hail almost smashed the house together.

But if you get to the south of the Yangtze River, it will be another scene. The spring rain of cow hair is endless, and the bluestone slab road is wet and slippery, and fine green moss grows in the gap. The grassy warbler flies, the flowers are gorgeous, and the mountains and the water are foggy and soft. With a hand stretched out to hold a hand, a wind can also be drawn from the wind.

There is also a bustling king city. If it happens that it rains on the day of the market, the road for custody will be blocked.

There is also the rain in the middle of Shu and Emei Peak, which can wash out the aroma of the tea garden for a whole season.

There are also misty white smoke in the mountains, ripples on the lake, and Yun Yifeng smiled at him and said, "This is the night that Lord Wang has said the most gossip since you and I met."

"This is not a gossip." Ji Yanran leaned back, holding his arm, "I have been thinking, when I do n’t fight, I will go to Jiangnan to find a house, and take my mother to my side, and feel at ease every day Live a small life for ordinary people. "

Yun Yifeng looked at him for a while and said, "Yes."

"Go back?" Ji Yanran asked.

Yun Yi wind said: "Wait a minute."

"Do you really not go back?"

"Ok."

"It will be cold late at night. If you have a poison, you can't blame me."

"it is good."

"..."

After a while, he said, "You're closer to me."

Yun Yifeng was obedient this time, moving around and sitting close to him.

The light rain was still lingering.

Rustling, rustling.

rustle.

Yun Yifeng closed his eyes. He just wanted to listen to the light rain in the early spring quietly, but then unknowingly fell asleep.

Ji Yanran hugged him horizontally and took him all the way back to the inn.

She has been protecting her with her cloak, but she did not get too much rain in her arms.

...

Listening to Mrs. You's meaning, You Yan'er seems to have suffered a lot of grievances in the Xu family, and now she is dying of illness, for fear that she may want to confess with her family. The only question now is how can this group of big men quietly appear in You's room without fighting grass and snakes.

Yun Yifeng said: "I don't know what her attitude is now. It is not good for us to rashly identify herself."

Wu Suosi suggested: "It's better to change your appearance first? Pretend to be a girl, and say that it was sent by Mrs. You."

Ji Yanran ordered: "You are easy."

Wu Sisi was in a complicated mood: "It's easy to be easy, but I don't look like applying three pounds of powder." Not to mention You's body is not good. In the middle of the night, I saw a burly man drawing eyebrows and squatting in a skirt. By the bed, I'm afraid I'll be dazed.

Ji Yanran stared at Lao Wu for a while, and felt that this bearded face was incomprehensible, so he turned his attention to Yun Yifeng.

She has a slender figure, a beautiful face, and white skin. It doesn't even need a mask. Changing clothes can ... cough.

Yun Yi Feng said: "Master Wang, rest assured, leave this matter to Fengmen."

Really willing? Ji Yanran didn't expect him to be so refreshing, but he took a moment to choke for a moment, and after he responded, he said generously: "What kind of ring jewelry does the doorkeeper need, even if he asks Lao Wu, pick the most expensive one!"

Wu Suosi felt a little distressed when he heard the words. He used it once. The owner of Cloud Gate did not have a hobby of wearing skirts. Why waste money? I think the bargains in the street shops are very good, colorful and pleasing.

However, half an hour later, when Yun Yifeng's room door opened again, and a beautiful girl with a good figure came out, Lao Wu immediately changed her mind! Can easily become this way, Mo said to buy some clothes and jewelry, even if Wang Ye wants to buy a building, it is not impossible to discuss. He leaned forward, carefully looking at the big watery eyes, the small bridge of his nose, and moved his gaze all the way down, and finally stopped on the two looming clusters on his chest, surprised: "What is this thing ...?" Quite realistic.

Ji Yanran: "..."

The girl did not change her face, and flew a punch.

When Yun Yifeng came out of the house, he could only say "Hugh," and Wu had been "irrational" to the corner.

Ji Yanran praised: "Girls have good skills."

"It's easy to say." The other hand clenched his fists, and said quietly, "I've seen Wangye in the storm door!"

She is beautiful in appearance, but not like an ordinary girl in red and green, her dresses are dark, her speech is crisp, she is a chic girl.

"Xing'er has been staying near the Star City recently, and I told her to come here." Yun Yifeng said, "Tonight, go to explore the tone of You's, and see if she wants to go home, especially at night." Ask what is going on. "

"Yes, the disciples understand." Ling Xinger commanded, but couldn't help asking, "Master, Brother Qingyue?"

"It's still in King City." Yun Yifeng laughed. "After doing this, I will let you go to reunite with him."

After Ling Xing'er left, Ji Yanran felt that the Master of Cloud Gate really did not flow outsiders' fields.

"How?" Yun Yifeng lifted his eyelids. "Master Wang has an idea?"

"There is nothing else in the Heiying camp. When I touch a lot with the bachelor, as a commander, I have to occupy it for them first." Ji Yanran was right and embraced his shoulder, "Is there anything else in the storm door? Good girl? "

Yun Yifeng simply refused, don't even think about it.

What kind of place is the Northwest Military Camp? It ’s very hard.

Ji Yanran said undeadly: "Where is the bitterness, and now there is no battle, the sky is wide and happy, don't believe you ask Lao Wu, Lao Wu ... don't cover your nose!"

Wu Suosi burst into tears, otherwise forget it, the people at Fengmen are too fierce, and we can't beat them.

That night, Ling Xinger sneaked into You's bedroom and fainted the girl with a silver needle. The small lamp in the bedroom was still on, and the woman leaned against the bed, crying in the dark, pressing the thin choking sound in her throat.

Ling Xinger quietly covered her mouth and nose behind her and whispered: "Don't be afraid, sister, I'm from Mrs. You!"

...

Ji Yanran and Yun Yifeng were drinking tea in the inn, and it was the rare snow-capped Han Cui that was rare to buy one or two. It was bitterer and more fragrant than the floating snow tea in the palace.

Yun Yifeng felt that Ji Yanran was really an interesting person. I usually carelessly, clearly don't care about clothes and accommodation, I can lie on the ground wrapped in felt, but I want to drink the most expensive tea, the most expensive wine, and the bed is covered with snow satin brocade. Bathing incense, how to toss how to come. It's like a diligent and dignified royal noble who is eager to enjoy himself-he can't act well enough, and he's tired enough.

Ji Yanran asked, "What's wrong? I've been watching me."

"It's nothing." Yun Yifeng stretched out his fingers and lightly tapped on his shoulder. "Wind and rain door not only sells information, but also sells storms across the city. As long as he is willing to make money, Wang Ye will use the snow-capped Hancui bath in the future."

Ji Yanran: "..."

Ji Yanran laughed: "Thank you."

Ling Xinger turned in through the window, and fell into the rain with her hair on her forehead.

"How come like this, go and wipe it next door." Yun Yifeng stood up.

Ling Xinger threw a line in the volley of his bag: "Then I'll wash my face first."

Yun Yifeng accurately caught: "What is this?"

Ling Xinger answered, "Half-legged."

Yun Yifeng: "..."

It was the leg bones of half a woman. Ling Xinger found it in Xu Qiuwang's backyard in a dry well.

"Yu's really is not ill." Ling Xinger said, "She trusted me very much, and felt that she was going to die soon, so she said a lot of things. Xu Qiuyi married her home at first, she really just wanted to marry a display, she was early I already confessed my fate, at least I feel that I have enough food and clothing, and the two look respectful and respectful. Everyone is envious. It is not bad to pass the rest of my life like this. "

Yun Yifeng asked, "She doesn't think Xu Qiuyi is poisoning her back?"

"She didn't think he could find a reason for it," Ling Xinger said, "but I guessed it."

Yun Yifeng thought for a moment: "Related to that cry?"

Ling Xinger said: "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from the doorkeeper."

You's health has always been bad, maybe it's just a way for Xu Qiuyi to gain "self-esteem". The young and strong husband, guarding his sick wife wholeheartedly, the two loved and harmonized, listening to a good story about the case. Even if nothing has happened, it is because of the weakness of You's body that Xu Qiuyi will never be reminiscent of it.

Yun Yifeng continued: "This kind of day could last forever, but Xu Qiuyi did not expect that one day You would hear a ghost cry."

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