Xiyue said calmly: "You can't buy this hosta with a thousand gold coins."
Situ Bei choked. He had always been obsessed with smelting and forging swords, and his appreciation of jade was only average. He could only see that this white jade hairpin was not extraordinary. It was unclear whether it was worth a thousand dollars.
Xiyue didn't waste any time with him, and directly stated her purpose: "Didn't your uncle have a piece of meteorite? He used that piece of meteorite to forge a sword for me, and this hosta is the reward."
"This..." Situ Bei hesitated. The piece of meteorite iron was purchased by his uncle from a merchant from the south. It is said to be an extraterrestrial thing and an excellent forging material. If he hadn't tempered it, his uncle would not have injured his arm.
If he agreed to her deal, his uncle would not be injured in vain, but would also have to pay for a lot of materials and labor.
But I don’t agree. What should I do with my uncle’s arm? If you can't heal your arm, let alone making a sword, your daily life will be affected.
Situ Bei was confused.
Xiyue put away the jade hairpin: "I won't make it difficult for you. You want the beautiful jade because you want Doctor Yu to take action. If Doctor Yu doesn't accept the hairpin, the deal will be abandoned. You guys should think about it carefully."
After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving Situ Bei standing there, continuing to struggle.
But one night, Zhujian Villa made a decision and agreed to trade with her. Xi Yue simply took out the white jade hairpin and reminded Situ Bei to change the name of Yu Tianxian. Soon, Yu Tianxian agreed to treat his uncle.
Xiyue and her group were invited to stay at the Sword Making Villa. She looked through the sword manual and drew the drawings, and repeatedly communicated with the swordsmith to make revisions.
It took more than a year, and finally in late May of the next year, the sword was completed.
The blade of the sword is like a mirror, with a cold light that exudes the thrill of cutting hairs with a blow. The hilt is as blue as a clear summer sky. The milky white storm orchid blooms quietly on the sword grid, and the shallow stems and leaves under the silver branches are twining and spreading. A small hollow ring is bent at the end of the sword hilt, just right for attaching the sword spike.
The blue is dreamy, the milky white is beautiful, the silver is elegant, and combined with the coldness of the blade, it is exquisite and beautiful.
Situ Bei glanced at her expression, and although he knew it was unlikely, he still asked without giving up: "Is this sword you made to give to Brother Lu? Can you give up your love? Our Sword Making Villa is willing to give half of the family wealth in exchange."
Xiyue put away her sword and shook her head firmly: "I won't change it."
After taking a few steps, she stopped again and asked, "When will Lu Fei come back?"
A few days ago, Zhujian Villa had a batch of swords to be sent to Changchun Villa. There was not enough manpower, so Lu Fei helped escort them to Changchun Villa.
"There is something wrong with that batch of goods. It will be delayed for a while. I'm afraid I won't be able to come back until next month."
"Next month," a hint of worry flashed in Xiyue's eyes, and she slowly lowered her eyelids, "I understand, thank you for letting me know."
After saying that, she continued to move forward, her back stretched by the setting sun, revealing endless loneliness and heaviness.
A few days later, with a gentle breeze and warm sunshine, Xiyue stood by the waterside pavilion, staring blankly at the green lotus in the water. She couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in her heart. It was already the end of May, and there was only more than a month left...
"What are you looking at, so lost in thought?" A familiar voice sounded. Xiyue looked over and saw a tall figure walking out of the criss-crossing green shadows. He was dusty and tired, and his eyes were full of fatigue.
"Lu Fei!" After being stunned, she was overjoyed, "Didn't he say that something went wrong with the sword and he won't be back until next month?"
Lu Fei took a few steps forward and stood next to her: "I'm not from Zhujian Villa. If something goes wrong, it's useless for me to stay there."
He looked her back and forth, with a bit of nervousness in his voice: "Are you okay in the villa? No one bullies you, right?"
Xiyue was startled, her eyes felt a little sour for a moment, she shook her head and said softly: "Lu Fei, I don't want to die."
Lu Fei's heart suddenly tightened, and he hurried back just because he calculated that she didn't have much life left.
After being speechless for a long time, he said harshly: "Didn't you say there is no difference between this life and the next?"
"But I won't have you in the next life." Xi Yue stared sideways at the green lotus leaves. In the past, her life had been like this. There was no difference between this life and the next life for her, so she naturally had no fear of death.
But now, there is a difference.
Lu Fei only exists in this life. Even if we meet in the next life, it will not be him.
The sun was shining softly, and in the gentle breeze, the leaves above her head were swaying, casting mottled light and shadow on her face. The brightness faded, and the whole person seemed to be floating, which was very unreal.
Lu Fei felt a dull pain as thousands of tiny needles pricked his heart. He raised his hand and gently squeezed her shoulder, as if to confirm her existence: "It doesn't matter, I will go find you in the next life."
Xiyue turned her head suddenly, her eyes were like thousands of stars lighting up, she slightly hooked her lips, and smiled like summer fireworks, bright and beautiful, but tears fell down from the corners of her eyes: "Although it is impossible, you will I am still willing to meet me in this life, I am very happy."
"I will think of a way." Under the sunshine, the young man faced the light, his expression could not be seen clearly, only his voice was extremely firm.
Lu Fei raised his hand and gently wiped away her tears.
This was the first time he saw her smile. Others said that she was a cold beauty, but in fact, her dimple-like smile was even more beautiful, and the world seemed a little brighter.
The two stood side by side by the water, letting the sun shine down, and were silent for a long time.
After a long time, Xiyue finally gathered her emotions, turned around and ran to the guest house: "Wait for me here."
Lu Fei was puzzled, but after a while he saw her walking slowly with a long carved red lacquer box in her arms, thrust the box into his hand, and said with a smile: "Here, it's for you, a birthday gift!"
"For me?" Lu Fei was stunned, and then his eyes darkened, and he already understood that this was a birthday gift sent in advance.
"Yeah, open it and take a look."
Lu Fei pursed his lips and slowly opened the wooden box, revealing a long blue sword.
He picked up the sword and took it out of its scabbard. The sword was thin and slender, with a faint cold light. A leaf swirled down and when it touched the sword, it instantly broke in half.
Without trying, he knew that this sword was much better than the one the leader of the Lingxiao Sect had won.
"Like it?"
Lu Fei nodded. Who would be a martial arts practitioner who wouldn't like such a magic weapon? He lightly brushed the blade with his fingertips and asked, "What's its name?"
Xiyue smiled lightly, as she had revised the drawing nearly a hundred times, "It doesn't have a name yet. You are its first owner, so you can give it a name."
"first?"
"I designed this myself, doesn't it look good?" Xiyue raised her eyebrows proudly, "I want to exchange half of my family property for the Sword-making Villa. Huh, am I the kind of person who looks at things outside of me?"
Lu Fei came back to his senses: "You insist on staying at the Sword Forging Villa just to cast it?"
"No, I'm not a swordsmith. Some of the details are unreasonable. After communicating with the swordsmith, I need to change the drawings in time."
After a pause, she urged again: "You are its first owner, and maybe the only owner. Give it a good name."
Lu Fei pondered for a moment and said softly: "Just call, Mo Li."
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