"Is this food edible?" Shangguan Jin said without thinking.
Shangguan Chan looked at the mung bean cake that had been spat on the ground and was a little dazed. It took him a long time to realize what had happened.
After a short moment, Shangguan Jin also felt that his behavior was inappropriate, and saw his sister's eyes were slightly red, and felt a little anxious: "Little sister, brother didn't mean it. It's just... just... this..."
"Is it too unpalatable?" Shangguanchan responded calmly, "Actually, I knew it early on, and it was just a joke with my eldest brother. I didn't expect that my eldest brother would have such a big reaction..."
Shangguan Chan smiled, took the plate and turned around to leave the room.
Shangguanchan is no longer a child. She doesn't blame her eldest brother, but she immediately thought of someone from his reaction.
Ever since I was little, my eldest brother has been the one who loves me the most. I didn’t expect that even my eldest brother wouldn’t be able to swallow these pastries.
Shangguan Chan looked at a few pieces of cake on the plate, then took a bite himself, then quickly frowned, and was silent for a while before swallowing it.
But she never had the courage to pay for the second bite.
At this time, a person from the Red Flower Club came over and saw the mung bean cake in Shangguanchan's hand. He subconsciously took a piece and said, "Hey, where did the mung bean cake come from..."
"Don't..." Shangguan Chan was about to stop him, but the other party had already stuffed a whole piece of mung bean cake into his mouth.
I just watched the other person's mouth move a few times, then his face turned green, and finally he spit out everything in his mouth almost like vomiting. He gasped and asked: "This, this, this... what is this? It can actually do this?"
Is it so unpalatable?"
Shangguanchan's face turned red and she couldn't explain it.
When did Shangguan Chan show such an expression? The other party immediately guessed: "Could it be...could it be you who did it?"
Shangguan Chan couldn't help but throw all the rest on the ground: "No more, no more! I will never do this kind of thing again..."
"Um..." The other party was also a little embarrassed, "Shangguan, don't be angry. I really didn't think you did it. And even if I knew it was you, I couldn't pretend to eat it as if nothing happened."
Shangguanchan took a deep breath: "Okay, okay, I don't mean to blame you."
The other party also laughed: "That's right! Why is such a grand heroine like Shangguan doing this?
Are you arguing with yourself over trivial matters?"
At this time, the rhubarb dog in the yard ran over and smelled the cakes scattered on the ground. He didn't dislike them and ate them happily.
"Ha! It seems that only dogs can appreciate Shangguan's craftsmanship. We don't have that blessing anymore."
This was originally a joke, but Shangguanchan's brows jumped when he heard it, and he slapped the opponent almost instantly.
This palm had no intention of holding back, I just felt a surge of true energy, and the air waves blew Shangguanchan's long hair away.
And that palm landed directly on the chest of the person who spoke.
The other party was not prepared at all. This palm directly sent the other party flying out and landed heavily on the wall.
The real energy in the courtyard was agitated, and the surrounding masters of the Red Flower Society felt it all at once. Three or four people rushed over, thinking it was a sneak attack.
As a result, I saw that Shangguanchan and one of my brothers were the only ones in the yard, and there was no one else.
Looking at his brother, he was already squatting on the ground vomiting blood.
"What's going on?" an older man asked in a low voice.
Shangguan Chan was also in a daze at this time. He didn't expect that he would take action without hesitation, and he was looking at his hand in confusion.
Another person noticed Shangguanchan's strange behavior and came over to ask: "Shangguan, are you okay?"
"I accidentally hurt Liu An just now..."
After saying a few words, Shangguanchan left the yard silently.
Everyone looked confused, except the big yellow dog who looked satisfied.
Liu An, who was squatting on the ground, spent a lot of effort to regain his composure, and felt extremely aggrieved: "Is Shangguan crazy? I just said that the food she cooked is not delicious, is it necessary to be so harsh? Otherwise
If I were anyone else, I would be beaten to death by her slap."
Shangguanchan knew that he had gone too far, but the real reason could not be explained to others, so he had no choice but to run to the roof alone and stare at the clear sky in a daze.
Although the sky is clear, it is winter after all, the temperature is getting lower and lower, and the wind on the roof is naturally much colder.
"Master, would you like some more clothes..."
Downstairs, the young apprentice Hua Wuguo was shouting, but Shangguan Chan was thinking about what was going on and didn't hear it at all.
Xiao Nizi called out a few times and saw no response, so she stopped talking.
Got it.
Shangguan Chan frowned and looked at the mountain shadows outside the capital, wondering if the direction he was looking at was the direction of Zhaori Mountain.
I originally thought that time would dilute everything, and the memory about him should become more and more blurred and less and less as time goes by.
But Shangguanchan couldn't understand why the memories of him in her heart became clearer and clearer as time went by.
Whether it is the small courtyard in Yu County, Liuzhuang in Yangzhou, or at the Heroes Conference in Suzhou...
Every meeting, every encounter is so real that it is imprinted in my mind.
Every time we meet, there will be so many clear fragments in my memory.
Just like this separation, there seemed to be not many memorable moments in the seemingly ordinary two months, but it was still so truly remembered by me. This was not just the Jianghu laugh I overheard at night.
, and it wasn’t just him pretending to be excited about eating the unpalatable cakes he made.
What Shangguan Chan doesn't understand the most is the most inconspicuous exchanges in his memory, every meeting every day, every smile, and even a simple greeting. It seems like every minute and every second of two months...as long as she is willing
, I can recall clearly, including every move he made...
"Is this missing you?" Shangguan Chan felt sour, biting her lower lip gently like a little girl, looking into the distance, unable to feel any warmth in the wind.
"Shangguan, we've come down to discuss matters." An old man came downstairs and shouted to Shangguan Chan.
Only then did Shangguanchan come back to his senses: "I understand."
Arriving in front of the old man, Shangguan Chan lowered his head and said in a bad mood: "Mr. Chen, what happened today is my fault. I will personally apologize to Liu An."
"I'm not asking you to come down here to discuss this. There's no need to worry about Liu An. Everyone knows who Liu An is, and everyone knows who you are, so this must be a misunderstanding."
"Well... is Senior Brother Liu seriously injured?"
"That kid's kungfu is as good as your elder brother's, so he won't die."
"That's good."
"I just got the news. I heard that the Ming Cult sent out a hero invitation to recruit martial arts people from all over the world to go to Zhaori Mountain to participate in the Ming Cult's sect-establishing conference. Although we did not receive an invitation, we are also interested in going there to have a look."