"Chirping, chirping, chirping", the unknown birds chased the early children and looked around for food, adding a little vitality to the desolate and cold Guoshan Mountain.
Since he first created the Longevity Kung Fu thirty-five years ago, Qingxuan has become a daily habit of sleeping late and getting up early. "Mao" means everything is flourishing, so it is a good time to practice Qigong. At this time, it was already three quarters, and Qingxuan's twelve longevity skills had completed two small cycles. Now they are gathering at the Yingxiang points on both sides of the nose, and running through Kouheliao and Futu to the Erjian point. , the Qi is dispersed in the Shangyang point on the index finger of both hands, which runs the Hand Yangming large intestine meridian of the third week of Changsheng Gong. Repeatedly going through four or five cycles of good and bad luck, Qingxuan felt comfortable all over his body, and he opened his hands to stretch. I accidentally glanced to the right and saw a long silk thread coming out of the seam of my right cuff.
"Destiny" is the thread of fate. As soon as the thread falls off, fate comes. Qingxuan stretched out his left hand and pulled gently, and the silk thread suddenly broke from the cuff. Qingxuan held the cut line with a bitter look on his face and sighed softly, "The destiny has come, how can I avoid it?" After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the house.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp," the unknown bird caught up early and landed on the window sill, chirping enthusiastically, like a quarrel with the bird couple, or urging the people in the house to get up earlier. "This annoying bird makes it impossible for anyone to have a good night's sleep!" Mei Yuanchen was woken up, so he had to get up in a daze, groped for the window sill with sleepy eyes, and pushed the window door open. "Whoosh~" A blast of cold air blew in, making him shiver and his mind became clearer for a while. "It's broken, why did I sleep until this hour again? Don't miss the time!" I remembered the appointment I made with Haitang last night. This morning I would go to Zhenwu Temple to burn a few pillars of morning incense for my parents and the servants of Mei Mansion. Young and old pray. Thinking of this, Mei Yuanchen's heart suddenly tightened, and he suddenly felt the strength on his feet. He hurriedly rushed to the side room to wash up casually, wiped his face, and hurried towards Haitang's room.
"Master, where are you going?" A voice came from the pavilion in the courtyard. Mei Yuanchen knew it was Haitang as soon as he heard it, and immediately turned to look. I saw that she was dressed in plain clothes today, which made her look more elegant and elegant. There was a bag placed on the stone table, which showed that she had already prepared it and was waiting for her here. Mei Yuanchen looked at her and saw her looking at him with a smile on her face.
"Haitang, when did you come? Why didn't you go and call me? I've kept you waiting for a long time." Mei Yuanchen felt ashamed and said sadly while reaching out to scratch his head. For several years, Haitang would knock on the door at three o'clock every day to wake her up early. It's just that in the past ten days in the prison, there was no heavy homework. Mei Yuanchen and Xia Chengxuan both waited for the clock in the prison to ring before they got up. Before going to bed last night, Mei Yuanchen warned herself several times that she must get up early today, but she still couldn't do it.
Haitang didn't seem to be angry at all, and said with a gentle smile, "I was planning to call you at 3:30, and knock on your door a little later, but you unexpectedly walked out in a hurry. But it's really rare. ." After saying that, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle.
Mei Yuanchen heard that it was not even three o'clock in the morning, and felt a little at ease. He walked to the stone table and said with a smile, "Good Begonia, you are not with me. I can never get up early. If it weren't for the birds outside the window this morning, Even if you wake me up, I won't be able to get up." As he spoke, he reached out to pull Haitang's sleeves and said, "The stone bench is cold, so get up!" After hearing this, Haitang smiled sweetly and stood up using her strength. He stood up, picked up the bag on the stone table, and said to Mei Yuanchen, "Let's ask the steward for a carriage as soon as possible. If we set off now, we should be able to burn incense in time." How could Mei Yuanchen not help? Yes, the two of them chatted and laughed all the way to the stable.
Mei Yuanchen's position in the palace was very important. When the steward of the stable heard that the two of them wanted to use a carriage, he hurriedly called the boy to bring over a sedan with a sandalwood pattern. Mei Yuanchen wanted to change to a smaller and simpler horse sedan, but he didn't want to waste time, so he led Haitang to get on the sedan together and drove straight to Guoshan.
The sandalwood-patterned horse sedan is square in shape, with an outer length and width of eight feet each and an inner length and width of about seven feet. The two of them sat opposite each other, with their eyes and faces only four or five feet apart. Mei Yuanchen showed no inhibitions and stared at Haitang for a long time. He chuckled and said, "Haitang, you are so handsome!". Previously, Mei Yuanchen had always been more affectionate than affectionate towards Haitang, respecting her and loving her like a sister. In recent days, with her parents not around, Mei Yuanchen only feels that she misses Haitang more and more. Whenever she has free time, she can't stop thinking about her. Although I am ignorant, I also know that this is probably the love between men and women. According to the civil laws of Dahua, a woman can marry at the age of fifteen and a man at the age of sixteen. At this time, Haitang is approaching the age of marriage. Although her parents didn't tell her, Mei Yuanchen roughly guessed that Haitang would probably marry him. Thinking of this at this moment, my heart felt so sweet that I couldn't help but open my mouth and praise it.
Haitang had never heard Mei Yuanchen praise her like this before. When she heard it for the first time, she was really happy and ashamed. She wanted to scold her, but she couldn't bear to say it when the words came to her mouth. She looked away from her delicate red face and refused. To see him. Mei Yuanchen saw that Haitang didn't come to scold him. She had a pretty face full of anger and a smile. It was so beautiful that she couldn't help but be stunned. Why didn't she know what she was thinking? At this time, Mei Yuanchen felt his heart beating rapidly. He could no longer take his eyes away from Haitang's face. He softly called out, "Good Haitang!" and reached out to touch her. Haitang saw that Mei Yuanchen was so obsessed with her, how could she not feel happy? However, there was an expression of feigned anger on her face. She gently blocked Mei Yuanchen's right hand and said coquettishly, "Are you going to bully me?" Haitang's expression did not seem to be angry at all, and she did not use any force to block her hand. Yuan Chen didn't want to miss this good moment, so he took the opportunity to reach out and hold a pair of catkins in her hands, and said softly, "Good Begonia, I love you, care for you, and respect you before it's too late. How can I bear to bully you?"
Haitang's hands were held by Mei Yuanchen, as if her life gate was being held, and her whole body lost all strength. Listening to his warm voice again, I felt soft in my heart, as if I was falling into a dream. Seeing that his eyes were as hot as fire, she didn't dare to look at him, so she hurriedly lowered her head to avoid his eyes and looked at her toes. Mei Yuanchen saw that Haitang didn't answer for a while, and was about to ask when she heard her reply softly, "But you said you won't bully me. You are a man, so you must keep your word."
