Su Baiyi finally came to his senses little by little. He carefully looked at the woman in front of him who called himself Nangong Xi'er, and finally remembered: "It's you... We met twice in Yelan City and Xinghua Village.
You are Feng Zuojun’s senior sister!”
"I am your senior sister now." Nangong Xi'er picked up the long sword beside her and held it in front of her face, "Today or later, I will meet this beloved man. Have you heard of this song too?"
"Jun Yu Sword!" Su Baiyi called out happily and hurriedly took the sword over, "Yes, my master likes to sing this song when he is drunk, but he doesn't sing as well as you. Sometimes
She sang until she cried, and at the end she danced with a sword while singing, which always made the yard a mess." Su Baiyi found that Nangong Xi'er's water-like eyes in front of him suddenly moved slightly, as if they were on a calm and windless blue pool.
Suddenly a stone fell into the ground and caused ripples, and he immediately stopped talking.
There is a story. There is a voice inside Su Baiyi shouting.
"Crying?" Nangong Xi'er murmured in a low voice.
It is indeed a romantic debt. I knew it! Su Baiyi lamented in his heart and waved his hands hurriedly: "This girl, oh no, Senior Sister Nangong! Regarding Master's romantic temperament, I also don't like it very much, and I even often reprimand him.
Under my supervision, he has become much more practical over the years..." As Su Baiyi spoke, he watched Nangong Xi'er's face become increasingly uglier, and his voice became lower and lower: "Every wrongdoer has his own debtor, Master.
Those things have nothing to do with me. They are none of my business."
"Is he really very romantic?" Nangong Xi'er asked.
Su Baiyi thought about it carefully and said: "Master said that he has been among thousands of flowers, and not a single leaf has touched him. I guess what he is best at is talking about flirting. I don't know what Master did to you, Senior Sister Nangong.
What... something romantic?"
Nangong Xi'er was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Do you think your master Xie Kanhua has any romantic past with me?"
"Isn't it?" Su Baiyi curled his lips in embarrassment, wondering if he had guessed wrong.
The two young men who were eavesdropping not far away looked at each other. Feng Zuojun scratched his head helplessly: "Save, or not?"
Xie Yuling glanced at Feng Zuojun coldly, pondered for a moment and then said: "Let's save him."
After Su Baiyi said those words, Nangong Xi'er kept his head down in silence. Just when he was a little confused, a generous hand suddenly put his shoulder. Su Baiyi turned his head and saw Feng Zuo.
Jun’s exaggerated smile.
"Oh, oh, oh, you're finally awake, but you've made us worried. After sleeping for so long, you must be hungry. Come on, I just roasted a rabbit. I'm full -" Feng Zuojun squeezed hard
Su Baiyi's shoulder, "We still have a lot of things to talk about!" After saying that, without waiting for Su Baiyi's reply, Feng Zuojun pulled Su Baiyi and walked towards the carriage.
Xie Yuling whispered to Nangong Xi'er: "Senior sister, I just went to explore the surroundings. It seems that no one in the academy followed them. Li Gui must have stopped them. Let's go further to Xuande City.
…”
Feng Zuojun pushed Su Baiyi to the side of the carriage and breathed a long sigh of relief: "I have always been told that I don't know how to talk, but I found that you can't talk better than me, and you always like to talk too much."
Su Baiyi was still confused: "What did I say wrong?"
"Let me ask you, thank you, how big are the flowers?" Feng Zuojun asked.
Su Baiyi thought for a while: "If Master didn't lie to me, it would be seven out of thirty."
"Then how old do you think Senior Sister is?" Feng Zuojun asked again.
Su Baiyi thought again: "Twenty to six?"
Feng Zuojun's eyes were stunned, and he immediately rushed forward, covered Su Baiyi's mouth, and whispered: "I told you to stop talking nonsense, stop talking nonsense, and still talk nonsense! Why are you making such a loud voice? Do you want to die?"
Su Baiyi was so covered that she couldn't breathe: "No... didn't you ask me? Could it be that I... I guessed wrong?"
Feng Zuojun let go of his hand: "How old are you this year?"
"Su just celebrated his birthday last month, and now he is eighteen." Su Baiyi replied.
"I am twenty this year, and Xie Yuling is nineteen this year. You have to call us brother." Feng Zuojun's expression changed and his voice sank, "And the reason why sister is senior is just because she got started earlier than us.
She went to the Imperial Palace when she was seven years old. Now ten years have passed, and she is only seventeen years old, one year younger than you. Do you think she would have any affair with your master at her age?"
"What? Seventeen?" Su Baiyi said in shock.
"I told you to keep your voice down!" Feng Zuojun glared at Su Baiyi, "I know that senior sister's appearance is indeed that of a glamorous one, and she doesn't look like a seventeen-year-old woman. Plus senior sister...
"Feng Zuojun suddenly licked his lips and made an ups and downs movement with his right hand: "These places are indeed developing... some are indeed too good, and it is inevitable that it will easily cause some misunderstandings."
"Your saliva is about to fall off. Wipe it away." A faint voice sounded from behind them.
Feng Zuojun hurriedly touched his mouth and said seriously: "I am explaining to Junior Brother Su that Senior Sister is particularly taboo about others getting her age wrong, but she has no other intentions! Xie Yuling, why did you come here alone?
Where is senior sister?"
"Senior sister said she wanted to be alone for a while." Xie Yuling turned her head and looked at Nangong Xi'er in the distance.
Nangong Xi'er raised her head, looked at the moon in the sky, and whispered: "Mom, that young man just now said that he often sang that song, and said that he would cry when he sang that song. He really does.
Did you say that you have never forgotten us?"
When Su Baiyi saw Nangong Xi'er's dazed figure, she also frowned slightly.
What he didn't say just now was that every time Xie Kanhua finished drunkenly dancing with a sword and singing that song, she would always lie alone in the yard, look at the moon in the sky, and keep muttering a name in a low voice.
That name is also Nangong. Nangong Yuwen.
With a "get down" sound, a bamboo sword hit Su Baiyi's shoulder, interrupting his thoughts. He turned his head and looked at Feng Zuojun who suddenly attacked him: "What are you going to do again?"
The corners of Feng Zuojun's lips raised slightly: "I've solved the problem for you, senior sister. Now, should we settle the accounts between us?"
"What's the credit between me and you?" Su Baiyi was a little annoyed, "Didn't I just rescue Lang Qingyi first in Yelan City? They were all rescuing people. Is it any difference who rescued them?"
Xie Yuling narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Feng Zuojun: "It seems that my guess was right. He really doesn't remember anything."
Feng Zuojun shook his shoulders and his bones crackled: "Don't you remember? But my bones are still hurting now. They remember it for me."