Something in my heart is disintegrating piece by piece, injured inch by inch.
Wei Moyan had already prepared to be rejected again, and had also decided that this would be the last try. If Xia Qingluan still refused to accept, there was no need to force it. He believed that when the country was placed in front of her as a betrothal gift, she would eventually accept it.
trust yourself.
I just didn't expect that she would refuse so simply.
The originally warm eyes turned cold little by little. Wei Moyan turned around and sneered: "I am just being sentimental."
When the figure without warmth left, Xia Qingluan felt quite disappointed. She could no longer tell what was true and what was false. After cutting off the love thread with a sword, she found that her body was covered with bruises. The word love was indeed
Untouchable.
————————————The fog and rain in Lanling are still there, but it is much warmer than when we left. There are many men and women going for an outing in the suburbs on a sunny day. It is the best season of the year.
Zi Xiu stood in front of the pavilion early in the morning and looked around, secretly praying that the rare sunny day would not cause sudden changes in wind and clouds, delaying the journey home. This trip to Donghu was a great success, not only completely eradicating the rebellion of Tianhu Sect,
The chaos and pacification of the Donghu area shocked the entire martial arts world with an unexpected speed. Even the various sects that were about to take advantage of Wei Moyan's departure from Lanling fell silent. Only the Chonghua sect, who was the leader of the righteous sects, was still struggling.
confrontation.
If the Chonghua Sect had not received divine help in the past few days, forcing Poyue Pavilion to retreat step by step during several raids and confrontations, Zixiu would have wanted Hongxian and Wei Moyan to stay longer in the Ancheng branch.
They are busy working day and night on the affairs of the cabinet, and they don't know how to take care of themselves. Even a strong body cannot bear it. Furthermore, a rare opportunity to be alone may be able to take their relationship to a further level.
It's not an option to hold on to each other's aloofness like this.
While thinking wildly, there was the faint sound of horse hooves in the distance. He covered his forehead with purple sleeves and looked around. He was dressed in black and white. Who else could it be if they weren't the Pavilion Master and Hongxian?
The galloping horses arrived in front of the pavilion in a blink of an eye. There were already subordinates waiting to lead the horses into the shed. The purple sleeves gently patted the dust on Wei Moyan's body, and his expression and movements were like those of a wife who was looking forward to returning home.
"Are you exhausted from running around for days? If it weren't for the tight situation, I would have wanted you to rest there for a while."
Wei Moyan shook his head: "If the rivers and lakes are not unified, I will not be able to enjoy peace for a day."
After exchanging a few words with Wei Moyan, Zixiu noticed that there was another person, Xiaojiabiyu, whose brows were meek, and at first glance, she was not a member of the world.
"Who is this girl?"
Yun Yirong hurriedly saluted, and the soft and moist voice made Zi Xiu feel affection and pity in his heart: "The little girl's surname is Yun, whose name is Yirong. She is a descendant of the Yun family of the Donghu medical family. When the family suffered a disaster, she was fortunately saved by the master of the pavilion, so she
We came to Lanling together."
"I see, she is also a poor girl." Zixiu helped Yun Yirong and wiped the sweat from her forehead: "It seems that we are destined, I am also a member of the Yun family, from now on you will call me Sister Zixiu
alright."
Zixiu’s real name is Yun Yueying. She has been called Zixiu since Wei Moyan established Poyue Pavilion. Nowadays, few people know her real name. At most, they call her Yun Zixiu. Yun Yirong has a baby face and is petite and thin. I
She felt pity for her, but she won Zi Xiu's favor from the first meeting.
"By the way, I heard that Miss Hongxian was seriously injured. How is her injury now?"
"It's mostly healed now. Thank you very much, Master Zixiu Hall, for your concern."
Xia Qingluan's voice was still cold and indifferent, which made Yun Yirong feel a little disgusted. Since they were superiors and subordinates, this Hongxian girl was too arrogant. On the way back, the young man named Shaozai showed great concern to her but was always ignored.
Could it be that he was arrogant just relying on Wei Moyan's favor?
Standing by the side, Wei Moyan hated meaninglessly wasting time, so he picked up his sword and walked straight into the pavilion. The few people behind him were used to him going his own way, and they followed him silently into Poyue Pavilion.
In the hall on the first floor, the disciples with senior positions in each hall have been waiting for a long time. When Wei Moyan came in, they all called "Pavilion Master" and stood with their hands down, their eyes full of respect and awe.
Yun Yirong held her breath and didn't even dare to breathe out.
Among the people who travel all over the world, Jianghu is a distant and dangerous place. The people there are rude and cruel, with bad natures, and regard human life as nothing. It is simply a hell-like existence. But the Jianghu she saw before her eyes was not without restraint.
There are no ferocious faces in the killings, there are just spacious and solemn pavilions, well-trained disciples, and legendary men who are cold, arrogant, handsome, and as majestic as gods.
This should be her destination, and he is the figure she has been chasing all her life.
"...Girl? Miss Yi Rong?" When she came back to her senses, Zi Xiu seemed to have called herself many times. Yun Yi Rong immediately blushed and lowered her head. Her two slender white hands tightly grasped the corners of her clothes and she was at a loss.
.
The appearance of a woman who didn't understand martial arts at all in Poyue Pavilion immediately aroused whispers from the disciples present. However, with Wei Moyan's seemingly casual glance, all the voices were suppressed.
"There has never been anyone specializing in medical treatment in the cabinet. This trip to Donghu happened to meet a descendant of the famous doctor Yun family, and he will take up a post under Tianshi Hall today." Wei Moyan's cold voice was particularly pleasing to Yun Yirong's ears.
, like the sound of heaven.
"From now on, you can just call me the doctor." Wei Moyan looked at Yun Yirong, "When you enter Poyue Pavilion, unless you have my permission or are expelled from the pavilion, you will have to give up your original name and life experience for the rest of your life."
Although he didn't understand the meaning of this rule, what he said was true. No matter what, he should agree to it unconditionally. Yun Yirong made a common courtesy and expressed that he had no objection.
Just be a doctor, mother. If you can be by his side, how important can your name be?
Zixiu had been observing the words and expressions of several people since they entered the pavilion. After a while, she discovered that Hongxian and Wei Moyan seemed to be deliberately avoiding each other. She didn't know if something happened during the trip to Donghu, and whether it was related to Yun Yirong. According to common sense,
, Wei Moyan will definitely not take the initiative to recruit women into the cabinet.
"Miss Hongxian assisted the Pavilion Master in pacifying the Tianhu Cult. I wonder what reward the Pavilion Master will get?" Zi Xiu has been with Wei Moyan for the longest time, and he is not as restrained in his speech as others.
"Business matters."
The two people said in unison.
It's like this again. The most frustrating thing is this tacit understanding, which always makes Xia Qingluan embarrassed.
Normally, Wei Moyan always looked at each other and smiled, but this time he was not moved at all, with his cold voice as always: "Recently, the various sects have restrained themselves a little, so just continue to exert pressure. The center of the Chonghua Sect is in the Central Plains area, and it has been settled in the past few days.
After finishing the affairs in the pavilion, I will go and check the situation in person. On Lanling's side, Master Zixiu Hall will continue to worry about it."
Qiao Feixue, the master of Tianshi Hall, looked worried: "Master, why should you be in a hurry? Miss Hongxian is still seriously injured, I'm afraid——"
"Qingluan stays in the pavilion, there is no need to go with him."
As soon as he finished speaking, disbelieving whispers came from everywhere.
Hongxian has never left the side of the pavilion master since he entered Poyue Pavilion. The two have a tacit understanding and excellent coordination. They always advance and retreat together when facing the enemy. Why do they have to go separate ways this time?