Thinking of this, Xining took off the jade hairpin from his hair and put it on the table: "This thing is too expensive, I can't have it."
Yichen didn't look at the jade hairpin on the table, which he didn't know how much it cost, but was worth a thousand gold. Instead, he looked at her with her bun loose and her black hair hanging down. Her amber eyes were still as calm as water, which made her It took a lot of effort for her to have the courage to look at other people.
"Did I do something wrong to ask you to return what you accepted?" Yi Chen's words made it difficult for her to defend herself.
Mo Ming, who was behind, scoffed coldly: "Huh, she once said that being courteous for nothing is either adultery or theft."
Zhou Rui, who was standing behind Yichen, burst into laughter.
Xining had to cover her forehead now. If there was a hole in the ground, dig one and bury her.
"I see, it is indeed my fault." After a brief silence, Yichen spoke, unexpectedly apologizing.
Xining put down his hand in surprise and looked over.
The gentleman is like jade, sitting there in a straight posture, his appearance is dazzling, and his voice is soft and calm, as if he is like the top of Mount Tai. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "This gift is indeed a bit too heavy for you, which makes you worried."
He then raised his hand and said slowly: "Zhou Rui, give me that wooden hairpin."
Zhou Rui immediately stepped forward and gently placed a hairpin in Yi Chen's raised hand.
"I originally thought that the starlight jade hairpin could barely match your brilliance, but I forgot that you are just a commoner who receives favors from others for property." Yichen placed the wooden hairpin on the table, his slender white fingers touching the black wood. Chai is in sharp contrast.
The wooden hairpin is completely black, with faint red wood inscriptions. I don’t know what kind of wood it was carved from. The top of the same wooden hairpin is engraved with the words "Lucky Clouds and Ruyi" like the jade hairpin. If they were put together, if I didn’t tell them, I would have thought they were a pair.
Yi Chen explained the origin of this hairpin: "I carved this hairpin from the roots of old vines around me when I had nothing to do. If you don't mind it, please accept it."
This hairpin was free of charge. She reached out and picked up the wooden hairpin. She felt that the weight of the wooden hairpin was slightly lighter than that of jade. It's lighter in weight, but it's more than a little lighter in value.
After looking at it carefully, he couldn't help but smile and said: "The carving is just like a jade hairpin. I didn't expect the master to be so skilled."
"There is a carver on the mission. Although he can't be miraculous, he can still carve a small piece." A jade-like hand with fine white fingers gently pinched the wooden hairpin, and the fingertips were close to her hand, although they did not touch it. But the jade-like hands made her eyes dazzle.
In his absence, the wooden hairpin was gently pinched away. Yichen stood up and walked behind her: "Let me put it on for you."
"This~, it's not good..." Xining felt her head was dizzy again and her mouth was dry. But her words and deeds are as frank as a gentleman's, but if she has any thoughts, she will look dirty and petty.
Feeling Yi Chen pull up her long hair, his voice was still calm and soft: "The hair is like a waterfall, black like ink, but soft like silk. They say that the words are like the person and the words are like the heart. It seems that you are also a soft-hearted person."
She didn't know whether he was a soft-hearted person, but at this moment, her heart was in a state of confusion.
After twisting her hair into a bun, she inserted the wooden hairpin into her hair, her movements as gentle as water.
Yi Chen returned to his original position, sat down as before, and looked at it a little: "It would look better if you put it on your arm."
Xi Ning couldn't help but blush. Her knee-length hair was spread loosely and she was wearing a white Confucian skirt. Just thinking about it, she looked like a female ghost.
"Um..." She didn't know what to call the other person for a moment, and was a little speechless.
"My nickname is Yunyue, you can call me Young Master Yun."
Well, it even has an alias. Completely Chinese and seems to like Chinese culture.
It looks like a jade rabbit in the sky. Thin clouds cannot block its brightness, but instead add to its charm. The bright moon is in the sky, suppressing thousands of dust, the cloud moon is just like its name.
"Master Yun..." She was tongue-tied. I have a lot of questions, but I don’t know how to ask them, and I can’t ask them.
Yichen looked at her, his eyes rippling like water: "How should I call you? Can I call you Ningning?"
Uh, Ning Ning. It sounds like a nickname from a boudoir, a bit too intimate, as if we are not familiar with each other yet.
Mo Ming, who was behind, said with a strange expression: "Don't think you can see the bright moon when the clouds are cleared. Don't you know that the wind is blowing and the frost is cold, and the clouds are clearing and you are shocked when you see the moon."
"Send Off the Wild Geese" by Qian Qi
The autumn sky is clear for thousands of miles, and only the south march is chirping.
The wind is blowing sharply, the frost is cold, and the clouds are opening and I am startled when I see the moon.
Sai Chang timidly removes his wings, and the shadow is extinguished but there is a lingering sound.
Looking into the distant sky with despair, my eyes are full of homesickness.
Well, the originally good artistic conception was completely washed away by the heroic and sad words. I almost didn’t say it. Nostalgia turned into emotional sadness, and I didn’t know how to feel sad.
Mo Ming really spared no effort in doing things that were embarrassing to the scenery, or he could say he did it with ease.
Damn it, this dark system is a master of evil, and Mr. Yunyue is also a master of seduction. She is just a rookie, so she is so passive.
"Ning Ning, don't worry, just ask whatever you want." Yichen seemed to know a lot: "You don't have as much leisure as me, but you use your rare time to treat me. I understand this, and if you have any confusion, I'm happy to untie."
Such a handsome young master Yunyue, Xi Ning was heartbroken and asked directly: "What is the Lord God?"
It was such a simple question, just like asking someone "What is a human being?" She asked it like a three-year-old child, which made people laugh, but she just didn't know.
Yi Chen didn't have any ridicule, he was still as gentle as water and jade, and treated him gently: "He is the supreme god of the plane he belongs to. He can create all things there and make rules. The so-called gods of the common people are also gods."
Plus, watching her planet slowly come to life from death, it seemed that what she had understood before was correct.
As soon as one question is answered, another one pops up. Xining asked: "Where does the Lord God come from?"
Since everything on the planet was brought by the Lord God, where did the Lord God come from and how was he born? Why was she so unlucky to have this dark system like Mo Ming.
Zhou Rui's eyes were now focused on Yi Chen, and Mo Ming lowered his raised foot.
This time Yi Chen did not answer immediately, but after a few seconds, he slowly said: "You will gradually know about this in the future. Sometimes, isn't it more interesting to find the answer by yourself?"
It's funny, but it makes sense.
Xining smiled: "Are you afraid that I can't bear it? That's fine, then let's find it slowly. Anyway, the Lord God has plenty of time."
Different times have different understandings. Just like the ancients said, the earth revolves around the sun, and humans evolved from apes. If they are not recognized, they are likely to be burned to death in the square.
Then let’s change the question again. Xining couldn’t help but gritted his teeth: “How can I change the system?”
If you continue, my sister will be tricked to death sooner or later.
Yi Chen was stunned, and couldn't help but cast his eyes on Mo Ming. He watched Mo Ming clasping his toes, looking casual and carefree, and then he laughed.
"Replace me?" Mo Ming said coldly: "I still want to replace you."
Zhou Rui also smiled: "It's true that you can't change it. Once it's bound, if you want to change it..."
Yichen's smile seemed to falter, and Zhou Rui seemed to notice it and stopped immediately.
"What if you want to change?" She still had the ear power, she stared at Zhou Rui: "Go on."
