Su Bei took a step back and reached out to hold Yu Hongxiu, who was still trying to lean towards him.
But it seemed that it was because he was too hasty when he reached out, and it seemed that Su Bei's instinct was at work.
For a brief moment, the entire palm seemed to be... wrapped.
Yu Hongxiu stopped, blinked her eyes, lowered her head and looked at Su Bei's hand.
The corners of his eyes curled up, and the corners of his mouth also turned up, and he chuckled. Then he took a step forward, got close to Su Bei's ear, stretched out his uvula and touched the tip of Su Bei's ear vaguely, and his eyes
Ruomeisi said:
"Comfortable?"
"..."
Looking at the woman in front of him who almost turned all sentient beings upside down, and feeling the itching sensation in his auricles, and the numbness that instantly emanated from his feet to his head, Su Bei felt his scalp numb, and his heart was sweating.
She is truly worthy of being the enchantress of the stars and the moon, her every frown and every smile is extremely charming.
If I hadn't had the bug of sage time, I would have been eaten up by her long ago...
Su Bei coughed lightly, tried his best to control his agitated mind, and opened his mouth slightly:
"fine."
Then Su Bei glanced at Yu Hongxiu and found that her eyes were still looking at him unblinkingly. Her eyes were soft and charming, and the tip of her nose was filled with a rich fragrance. Su Bei's eyes were a little suspicious.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Su Bei always felt that there seemed to be some change in the way Yu Hongxiu looked at him.
——He himself couldn’t tell what the specific changes were.
When Su Bei was wondering, Yu Hongxiu chuckled, his voice was clear and sweet, his eyes curved into an arc, there was a hint of deep meaning and even a sense of crisis.
"Then when will my brother let go?"
Su Bei pretended that nothing happened, took his hand away as if nothing had happened, put it behind his back, and said Youyou:
"Well, my sister is taking good care of herself..."
Yu Hongxiu: "??"
...
Red Pavilion, inside the meeting hall.
Gentle sunlight shines through the attic window.
Yu Hongxiu sat on a chair, leaning against the window lazily, tilting her head, looking at the snow outside the window, a beam of light reflected her charming side face, her thoughts were lingering.
The small stove on the table is cooking tea over low heat. There are porcelain tea cups, saucers, tea cups and trays on the table, and the teapot is cooking tea on the stove.
The subtle fragrance of tea floated out from the teapot and filled the entire meeting hall.
Su Bei sat next to the table, and a maid in white beside him gently picked up the teapot and poured the hot tea into the teacup.
Gently sniffing the aroma of tea that came out with the heat, Su Bei suddenly felt refreshed and his mind became much clearer.
He quickly waved the brush in his hand to write and draw on the rice paper.
The maid in white looked at Su Bei writing on the paper with curiosity. She couldn't help but cover her mouth gently and giggled:
"Elder Su is from the ancient Nanfeng country. His calligraphy is so good!"
"As expected of someone who can challenge those Nanfeng Confucian scholars!"
"..."
Su Bei raised his head and glanced at the mountains above his head, raised his eyebrows, and said with some evil humor:
"So, you understand it well?"
The maid in white blinked her eyes, tilted her head and replied:
"What's wrong with this?"
"Everyone in the twenty-one states knows that the ancient country of Dongfeng advocates Taoist elegance, while the ancient country of Nanfeng advocates Confucian elegance."
"Especially the Confucian saints Li Zi and Li Qiu, the national teachers of Nanfeng Ancient Kingdom, and there are three thousand Confucian disciples who sit down, each of them can write poems and rhymes..."
"..."
Li Qiu?
Su Bei narrowed his eyes gently.
This name seems somewhat familiar to me.
It's a Confucian saint again... In an instant, the image of an old man with a stooped body and a gentle face appeared in front of Su Bei's eyes.
——It should probably be that image, a short and frail teacher.
"Li Zi has single-handedly promoted Confucian culture to the entire Nanfeng Ancient Kingdom, but over there, I don't like the Xingyue Sect anyway..."
"..."
As soon as the maid in white finished speaking, she had been quietly watching the fish-red sleeves fluttering outside the window, then turned around, raised her red lips, and said sarcastically:
"Confucianism?"
"They are just a group of hypocrites with prejudiced views on women!"
"Promoting male dominance without any reason will only blindly ask women to do something."
"It is precisely because we look down upon their double standards that our sect allows the Xingyue Sect to take root in the ancient country of Dongfeng."
"Preserve the laws of heaven and destroy human desires? Bah!"
"..."
Su Bei raised his head and was slightly stunned when he saw Yu Hongxiu's expression.
This was the first time he saw Yu Hongxiu showing such an expression. Although the two of them didn't have much contact, she was always smiling, even though sometimes her eyes gave him a sense of danger.
As if feeling that she had said too much, Yu Hongxiu stopped talking, turned her head away, and continued to look out the window.
Su Bei looked at Yu Hongxiu thoughtfully, and a bold idea suddenly came to his mind.
Isn’t this Yu Hongxiu a female qaun?
Although I don’t know much about this thing, I know roughly two types.
One is just for women’s self-improvement, and the other is that you will get sprayed if you say it...
Well, probably there should be more of the former.
The corners of Su Bei's mouth slightly curved.
How to improve the favorability of this fish red sleeve? I finally have some clues.
Then he put down the brush in his hand, dried the ink on the paper, and said:
"Master Yu, the content of the first page of the newspaper has probably been written!"
"Take a look."
"..."
...
Dongfeng Ancient Country, Mo City, Mohist Family.
Mo Zhan looked at the letter in front of him with a look of shock on his face and took a deep breath.
Then he put down the letter with trembling hands, looked at the Mohist disciple in front of him and said:
"You...you mean Elder Su appeared in Mo City."
"And opened a hole in the sky with a sword?"
"Using the Qingping Sword?"
The Mohist disciple nodded, his eyes extremely convinced:
"It is indeed true. The disciple is here."
"At that time, Elder Su pulled out the Qingping Sword, flew up into the sky and stabbed the sky. The terrifying sense of oppression scared the elder of Wuhuaque to the point where he did not dare to move!"
"The disciple felt at that time that Elder Su was definitely a swordsman. It would be difficult to find anyone in the twenty-one states who could be comparable to Elder Su!"
"On the occasion of enrollment, the Sword Sect grants permission!"
"What he said really made the disciple's blood boil, and he also wants to sign up to join the Sword Sect."
"..."
Seeing the disciple's mouth pouting like a machine gun, Mo Zhan quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, then his eyes changed, and then he said with a puzzled look:
"You said Li'er and Qiang'er were also present? Or were they dining with Elder Su?"
"Yes! What the disciple saw is absolutely true. In the end, for some unknown reason, Elder Su took the eldest lady away..."