Liu Woming shrugged and smiled bitterly: "Haha! You make a random promise, no one will say you are awesome."
Ran Xu rolled his eyes at him, and then said: "You Fatty Liu, why are you getting fatter and fatter? Shut your stinky mouth and listen to me..."
Liu Waming still wanted to lash out at him, but he immediately shut up and touched his neck to endure it. After all, this was on someone else's territory, so he had to give him a three-pointer anyway.
Huan Xu added: "Later, a pharmacist named Jiang Yanming appeared in the world. He was younger than me, but his medical skills were even better than mine. We fought several medical battles, and in the end I was defeated by him, so I became his disciple to learn medical skills. .”
Han Ziyue nodded and said: "That's it."
At this moment, Si Kong and Wuchen were already slowly tasting the peach blossom crystal cake. Si Kong took a bite of the peach blossom crystal cake and felt that it tasted soft and smooth, and tasted elegant. When paired with a cup of green tea, it was indeed elegant and pleasant.
Monk Wuchen said, "Peach blossom crystal cake must be paired with hyacinth wine. Miss Chu, when can I try the hyacinth wine from Blue Moon Valley?"
Upon hearing what Wuchen said, Huranxu suddenly jumped down from his chair, walked to Wuchen, and looked around him.
Wuchen thought he was greedy for the piece of peach blossom crystal cake in his hand, so he handed it to him and said, "Do you want to eat this?"
Huan Xu shook his head like a rattle, put his hands on his hips and said, "Where did Monk Hua come from? He wants to drink wine and eat meat at the same time."
Wuchen performed the Buddhist salute with one hand and said: "Amitabha, it's my fault, I'm just a good drinker, not a flower monk. I heard that the Fengxin wine brewed by Jiang Gu is very famous, so I came here because of its reputation. Give it a taste.”
Huan Xu half-bent down, looked carefully at Wuchen's handsome face, and clicked his tongue repeatedly.
Then Liu Woming reached out and patted his shoulder and said: "Huan Xu, are you stupid in Blue Moon Valley? This mage is a monk. Although he is very handsome, he is not a woman. Don't be so lewd. It’s very impolite to stare at people with squinting eyes.”
Hu Luanxu snorted coldly and said: "Fat Liu, what are you talking about? I just think this handsome monk looks familiar. I seem to have seen him somewhere..."
Wuchen narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, and said: "But the young monk has never seen the senior."
Hu Ranxu stretched out his hand and scratched his head, frowning and said, "Really? Have we never met before?"
Wuchen smiled, bowed and said, "I've definitely never seen it before."
Han Ziyue pulled Chu Liuying aside and asked in a low voice: "Miss Chu, who is your master seeing? Is that person important? Can you make him accommodating? After all, Mr. Ye's injury cannot be delayed. I'm afraid... …”
Ye Zhenfeng saw that although Han Ziyue ignored him along the way and always faced him coldly, she was still very worried about herself, and she couldn't help but feel warm in her heart.
Chu Liuying's cheeks turned red as Han Ziyue held her hand so tightly, and she said softly: "Mr. Han, it's not that I won't help you. The reason why I've been here for so long is because I wanted to ask the master to come out first to replace Mr. Ye. Diagnosis and treatment. But the person Master sees is really important. He has been waiting for this old friend to come every year. Now this old friend is finally willing to come. Even if it is a big deal, Master will not change his original intention."
Han Ziyue was stunned and said: "You said that your master waits for this old friend every year, then who is he?"
Chu Liuying said: "Palace Master of Luoxue Palace."
He pillowed on the wind at night and said: "Luoxue Palace"
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Among the peach blossoms, there is a unique red pavilion named Acacia Pavilion. There is a couplet on both sides of the pavilion, which was carved with a sword. The upper couplet reads: The clouds roll and the clouds relax, listening to the wind sing. The second couplet reads: The flowers bloom and fall, listening to the sound of the rain. The horizontal scroll reads: Waiting for someone to return.
A few words conveyed so much sadness in the world. It must be that the owner of this Lovesickness Pavilion has never stopped thinking about lovesickness.
He was alone, sitting in the red pavilion, watching the clouds roll and relax, watching the flowers bloom and fall, listening to the sound of rain and the wind, drinking a pot of weather wine alone, waiting for an old friend to return.
The spring breeze is coming, and my heart is rising.
My hair is dyed pale by snow, and the years have been wasted.
When Liu Woming heard Chu Liuying mention Luoxue Palace, he took a step forward and said, "I know about the matter between the master of Blue Moon Valley and the master of Luoxue Palace..."
Huranxu jumped up, turned around and pointed at Liu Woming's nose, saying: "Fat Liu, you know shit! Don't talk nonsense."
Zhuo Qi crossed his arms and sneered: "What's the point? It's all old news. It is said that the master of Blue Moon Valley and the master of Luoxue Palace were once a couple. Later, for some unknown reason, the two separated. Hands, right?”
Huranxu's face was livid, and he pointed at Zhuo Qi and said, "You are a sharp-tongued little girl, you... who did you listen to?"
Zhuo Qi seemed to have stepped on a sore spot. He was a little happy. He tilted his head and said proudly: "You Valley Masters are already old, and the Luoxue Palace Master is no longer young, so why should you be afraid of what others will say? That's right, that's right. Yes, I heard that the current Master of Luoxue Palace, Luo Xuehan, is their daughter, is that right?"
Hu Ranxu was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. He pointed at Zhuo Qi. He wanted to hit Zhuo Qi but couldn't. His whole body was shaking a little. Then he said: "We, the Valley Master, hate others talking about that past, so you are not allowed to talk about it again!"
Not to be outdone, Zhuo Qi put her hands on her hips, took a step forward, raised her head and said, "What's there to say? Doesn't he drink Fengxin wine every year and wait for the Lord of Luoxue Palace to come back? Since he can remember that relationship, why not Are you not allowed to bring up old things again?"
Wuchen suddenly stood up, performed the Buddha salute with one hand, and said: "Amitabha, Miss Zhuo Qi, maybe Master Jiang Gu attaches great importance to that relationship and does not allow others to mention it because he is afraid of touching his own sadness. In this case, why doesn't the girl speak up? To accumulate virtue?"
Si Kong didn't understand how someone like Monk Wuchen, who didn't worry about anything, could suddenly persuade Zhuo Qi. Could it be that he really knew the Jiang Valley Master?
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Ye Zhenfeng also felt a little strange about Wuchen's move, but then he thought about it, even if he didn't say it, he would still say something about Zhuo Qi. After all, it was other people's business. Since others didn't want to mention it anymore, they should respect it. That's right, what's more, they still have someone to ask for this time.
Zhuo Qi had always been outspoken, but when Wuchen suddenly tried to dissuade him, thinking that he was a monk after all, and that he wanted to look at the Buddha's face even if he didn't look at the monk's face, he could only snort and say nothing more.
Chu Liuying smiled slightly and said: "That said, it must be a good thing that Master Luoxue Palace is finally willing to come to Blue Moon Valley to meet Master. I only hope that Master and Palace Master Luoxue can put aside their past feud and get back together."
Ye Zhenfeng nodded and said: "We also sincerely hope that Jiang Guzhu and the love in his heart can have a good ending."
After he said this, he couldn't help but turn to look at Han Ziyue, who deliberately avoided his gaze, coughed, and then said to Chu Liuying: "Then let's just wait for the good news!
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Chu Liuying nodded.
In the red pavilion, there was a middle-aged man in a white robe with a handsome appearance, who seemed to be in his forties.
His hair was neatly combed, with a unique bamboo hairpin stuck in his hair. His eyebrows were elegant and his eyes were gentle. He was holding a white jade wine glass in his hand. He was waiting for someone, someone he had been waiting for for many years.
In the pink peach blossom forest, a white sedan slowly flew up. Four maids, Yue Jiang, Yue Xuan, Yue Shuang, and Yue Lu, followed around the sedan. Their white clothes were swaying gently in the wind, and their graceful figures were slowly moving. falling.
The four maids are beautiful in appearance, with their white skirts flying, like fairies flying down from the sky.
I saw a long white silk ribbon flying out from the sedan chair, and a beauty in a white dress stepped lightly on the long silk ribbon, slowly falling down.
The woman in white clothes is even more beautiful than anyone else, and she has a cold air about her, it is that Luo Xuehan. She flew to the ground, and a touch of light snowflakes fell around her body. The snowflakes disappeared before they fell into the mortal world.
She slowly saluted the man in white and said, "Hello, Master Jiang Gu!"
"Xue Ying!" Jiang Yanming stood up and looked at her blankly.
The wine glass in his hand was trembling slightly, his eyes were shining, and he was very excited. However, he soon understood that the person in front of him was not Luo Xue Ying, but just another person who looked very similar to Luo Xue Ying, because she was too Young, too much like Luoxue Winning back then.
Years have passed and the past has passed. Even if the most beautiful woman in the world at that time had taken good care of herself, she would not still be so young and beautiful. The years would have added traces to her appearance, and the vicissitudes of the world would have left a trace of haggard in her eyes.
"No, you are not Xueying, who are you?" There were tears in Jiang Yanming's eyes, and the tears disappeared in an instant.
Luo Xuehan gently lifted off the white beaded curtain covering her face, revealing a face that was alluring to the whole country. Her beautiful face immediately caused peach blossoms to fly around. The wind gently blew the corners of her white skirt, and the pink peach blossom petals followed. The wind rolled, sliding over the hem of her neon skirt, and drifting away.
Jiang Yanming opened his mouth and stared at her blankly. She looked so much like Luo Xueying back then, so much.
"Are you...are you...her daughter?"
Jiang Yanming felt stunned and couldn't help but take a step back. The Luo Xuehan in front of him reminded him of Luo Xueying back then, and even more so the sweet time he had with Luo Xueying.
All that was like a dream, a lingering and beautiful dream. Over the years, he had never forgotten this dream.
However, no matter how beautiful the dream is, it has turned into a residual dream, like a lonely pear blossom in the moonlight, like a lonely peach blossom on a branch, which will eventually be blown away by the wind and snow and wither.
If the dream is too beautiful, when you wake up, it will eventually turn into hatred.
Luo Xuehan nodded and said, "Yes, I am Luo Xueying's daughter. My name is Luo Xuehan."
Jiang Yanming said: "Luo Xuehan... Luo Xuehan..."
Luo Xuehan nodded slowly, then looked at him, with a hint of indifference in his eyes, and said, "And I am also your daughter."
Jiang Yanming took a step back in disbelief, and the wine in his hand spilled onto the floor.
She said: "You don't need to be surprised. Over the years, haven't you been guessing whether I am your daughter? Now, I am here, and I can tell you that I am indeed your daughter. But... you haven't Blessings to be my father, for I will not acknowledge you as my father.”
