(7)
It was the middle of the night, and all the lights in the academy had been turned off. There was silence in the academy. I don’t know when it started. Suddenly, the lights were rekindled in a room. After a while, there was a dense smoke, slowly coming from here. Spread outside.
This is New Year's Eve, which should be the time for reunion and sacrifice, but Murong Yan is still troubled by the fact that the lover in her heart has not returned all night. This is not the first time she has been separated from Bai Feng, and she has been able to survive even in more difficult circumstances.
But now, Murong Yan can always feel in her heart: in this hard-won peace, there is a hint of something bad and a hint of crisis hidden.
She was lying in the comfortable and safe elegant room after a long absence, and she kept thinking about the source of her inner uneasiness.
"Obviously, I have settled my life and planned my future, so I should be worry-free. But... my intuition has always been very sensitive." Murong Yan was thinking in her heart, and she unconsciously felt horrified, and she was about to get up to light everything in the room. Lights and candles, trying to fill the inner uneasiness with a corner of light in the house.
At this time, her body was wrapped in a thick fur, her hair was disheveled, and she was staring out the window at the snow with a pale face. She suddenly remembered her mother's teachings in her mind: "If you feel confused, you might as well go to divination and pray... "
“But what is the use of divination and prayer?”
"This can help you strengthen your beliefs, Yan'er..."
This conversation originated from Murong Yan's ignorant period. At that time, she was facing the flying snow outside the house just like now, but she still had her mother by her side, and she could even rest on her knees and act coquettishly.
After reminiscing, she immediately took out her herb bag, took a few yarrows, piled them into several incense burners, and placed them in the four wind directions of southeast, northwest and northwest.
In this way, a strange scene was created late at night.
I saw this Xianbei witch carefully untying the copper bell from her feet, then intertwining and binding it in one hand, shaking it regularly, moving her jade steps lightly, and started dancing.
Murong Yan was intoxicated in the sacred emotion of burning incense and praying, and kept asking in her heart: "What should I do?"
When she was young, Bai Feng, who had been socializing outside for a day, was about to return to the academy to rest with a lantern. When she saw the academy, she saw something strange coming from her door. Not only was there a lot of fire, but there was also thick smoke. She immediately thought it was a fire. Then he climbed over the wall and entered the room, and a familiar and strong aroma hit his nostrils.
He looked in through the window outside the house and knew that Murong Yan was doing something unbelievable again. He couldn't help but secretly laugh at his own stupidity, and immediately wanted to sneak in through the window to tease her.
I saw her tiptoeing, walking in the opposite direction of Murong Yan's dance steps, and gradually approaching from behind her. When the witch was not paying attention, she stretched out her arms and hugged her, and asked softly: "Yan'er, who are you?" Are you waiting for me to come back?"
Murong Yan was startled, threw herself into the other party's arms, and replied: "Brother Feng, tell me what Mr. Zhao is talking about with you, and why did he delay it until midnight?"
"Yan...Yan'er?" Bai Feng suddenly panicked when he saw her looking like she was about to burst into tears. He hugged her and sat aside, and couldn't help but reflect on himself: "Brother Zhao and I just went to meet various guests. Sometimes he's like a doorman, sometimes he's like a nurse. You can't sit with him in public, drinking and laughing."
"What kind of guests are you meeting?" Murong Yan asked.
Bai Feng replied: "They are just merchants from all over the world, and some people from all walks of life in Yuyi Town. Yan'er, I don't drink, let alone go looking for flowers and willows. Do you doubt me?"
"No, no, it's not... there are some more important things, related to your life and death!" Murong Yan broke away from Bai Feng's arms angrily, and sat in front of him, as if she couldn't get a satisfactory answer. It looks like it's about to happen.
"And..." The young swordsman hesitated for a moment, finally not daring to look directly at him, but when he saw Murong Yan tying the string of copper bells hanging on her ankles in her hand, she couldn't help but ask, "Yan'er , why is this string of copper bells wrapped around the palm of your hand?"
"You don't need to know this. Just tell me the truth. What kind of important thing is Zhao Kuo planning with you?" Murong Yan, who had always been gentle and pleasant, suddenly dropped such harsh words, which caught Bai Feng off guard. After thinking over and over again, as if he was planning the right words or lies, he gave an answer after a moment.
"Brother Zhao told me that we have been inseparable all day long, as if we have a bond that can never be blocked by floods and heavy snows, so Zhao Wei's family leader is willing to be a matchmaker for a time, intending to bring us together to avoid long nights and dreams in the future, which will breed some rumors. . If both of us are willing, the wedding date will be on Brother Zhao’s birthday. By then, we will have a double happiness. Yuyi Town and the Zhao family will definitely have smooth sailing in the future!"
After hearing this, Murong Yan changed her face instantly, looked at Bai Feng with surprise and suspicion, and asked: "Then... what did Brother Feng say?"
"I thought that now that Yuyi Town is facing constant internal and external troubles, would it be too much trouble to worry about Yan'er and I? So, I declined Brother Zhao's kindness." After Bai Feng said this with a smile, he was about to She wanted to grab the other person's hand and caress it, but unexpectedly, Murong Yan directly sent her whole body over, leaned tightly into the other person's arms again, and said.
"Brother Feng's concerns are indeed good. Yuyi Town is our home, how can we delay the future of Yuyi Town because of some trivial things. Besides... between us, why are we afraid of long nights, dreams, and rumors?"
Seeing the beauty in his arms finally snickering, Bai Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, like a "guilty thief" who had just escaped the disaster, so he took advantage of this big expression to hold the other person's hand that was still wrapped with the copper bell, She said softly: "Yan'er, your mother, she will definitely bless us."
"Yes, I will tell her." Murong Yan chuckled secretly, stood up suddenly, and bowed her head in a flattering manner: "Mr. sir, you must be tired, right? I will help you go to bed now."
"Hahaha." Bai Feng said with a hearty smile, "Yan'er, you are still looking for fun in me."
After the two joked about each other, Murong Yan helped Bai Feng take off her coat and served the other person to bed with great obedience. The young man who returned late at night received excellent care and naturally fell asleep quickly.
At this moment, Murong Yan secretly extinguished all the lights, took only one candlestick that was still lit, and walked out of the door alone, heading straight to Zhao Xiaomei, who was temporarily staying at Yuyi Academy.
When the younger sister saw Murong Yan coming indiscriminately, she was naturally very suspicious. She had a worried look on her face, and she had no idea that Murong Yan would entrust her with anything.
Suddenly, Murong Yan told her younger sister all her doubts about Bai Feng and Zhao Kuo, and asked her for help privately, saying: "Brother Feng behaves so abnormally that he must be hiding something. He is not a prodigal son, so he can only You are doing something very dangerous. Little sister, you are the only one here who can freely enter and leave the Zhao family. Please..."
Regarding this good sister's request, the younger sister naturally agreed without saying a word and immediately agreed. However, as the daughter of the Zhao family, it is difficult for her to have access to the daily affairs of the Zhao family, let alone confidential matters?
The little girl didn't know how to solve it for a moment, but she had to grit her teeth and take it one step at a time. She was so depressed that she stayed half asleep and half awake until dawn.
