sun and moon return

Chapter 67

"Not long." Wan Xiang gritted her teeth, and was about to make an attack when an inquiry came from behind: "May I ask... How much is this bouquet?"

Wan Xiang turned around, and there was a gorgeously dressed handsome young man who was squatting in front of the booth, pointing at the golden silk peony, asking sincerely.

There was a smile in Wan Xiang's eyes, and she replied charmingly: "One tael of silver~"

The young man nodded, stretched out his hand and took out two taels of silver, and handed it to Wan Xiang: "I want this bouquet of peonies, and two sachets."

Wan Xiang quickly and decisively took the money, put it in her palm, and said with a sweet smile: "My lord, take it yourself."

"My lord, this sachet is not that expensive." Zheli got up, walked up to the man, and reminded him to ask Wan Xiang for more money.

The young master looked up at Zheli, smiled and said: "It's okay, such exquisite workmanship is worth the price." He stood up, took the bunch of peonies, stuffed the sachet into his sleeve, and said to Wanxiang three times After saying thank you, he turned and left.

Wan Xiang folded her arms gracefully, looked at the man's back and said, "There are not many men who are so cultivated, tasteful, and rich." Displeasure of inappropriate speech.

Zheli and Feidao both looked past her and looked straight into the distance. Wanxiang turned around and saw peony petals flying, accompanied by the sound of heartbreaking. ground, scattered all over the street.

In her low voice, the young man staggered back a step, and fell down among the peony petals. The perpetrator stretched out his hand to help him in a panic. It was a girl in a light blue dress with a smile on her face Qingsha, only revealing a pair of eyes that are confused and looking forward, is full of bewilderment and apology at this time.

The girl hurriedly reached out to help the young master, then knelt down to pick up the few peonies left, with a guilty and helpless expression.

"Miss!" There was a voice calling from the crowd, and the woman got up as if she was facing an enemy, squeezed out of the crowd with her waist down, and fled in a panic.

After a while, the young man stood there in a daze for a while, until the crowd had dispersed, he seemed to have not figured out why he had suffered such an indiscriminate disaster, he came from a distance, scratched his head and returned to Wanxiang's booth , pointing to the flowers next to the other bouquet: "Excuse me, I'll buy another bouquet of this."

After he took the bouquet of flowers and walked away, Wan Xiang waved her hand and ordered Zhe Li to close the stall. She still had another place to go.

After Zheli collected the bouquet of flowers on the ground, Wanxiang brought the two of them to the He family, a well-known witch family in Fengyu City.

Wan Xiang has a little friendship with the wife of the He family, and Mrs. He likes flowers. Every year before the grand ceremony, Wan Xiang will send designated flowers as decorations.If I go out of the mountain on weekdays, I will often send some fresh flower bouquets to the He family.

Most of Wan Xiang's income in the human world comes from the He family.

During this rash visit, there were suddenly two big men, and Mrs. He was quite surprised. Fortunately, Fei Dao and Zhe Li looked like Mr. Pianpian, and they were both handsome, which made people want to see more Two eyes.

Wan Xiang was talking happily with Mrs. He, but she saw a maid dragging a person reluctantly in. Mrs. He looked worried, and signaled the maid to take the young lady away.

Zhe Li was a little surprised, isn't this the girl who knocked over that young master during the day?

Seeing Zhe Li's eyes following her daughter, Mrs. He's expression was somewhat displeased, Wan Xiang smiled and said, "Miss He is so beautiful that people really can't take their eyes off."

Mrs. He forced a smile, and Zhe Li looked away, thinking that Wan Xiang was too perfunctory, she had never seen what this person looked like, and she could praise her like this.

The two chatted for a few more words, Wan Xiang saw that Mrs. He was in a bad mood and looked out frequently, so she stopped disturbing her and left with a gift.

The housekeeper led the way, and when the three of them walked to the middle door, they could also hear Mrs. He's scolding in the inner courtyard, probably blaming Ms. He for sneaking out alone.

The three of them left He Mansion, Wan Xiang was carrying a bulging sachet: "You can go wherever you want, I'm going to buy some things from my daughter's house, so let's go."

Zhe Li was eager to get out of Wan Xiang's clutches, and he was even more relieved to see that she couldn't wait to leave as soon as she finished speaking.

Before the breath was relieved, Zheli felt that he was shrouded in a bigger shadow.He turned back tremblingly, tentatively in a low voice: "Master..."

"You still recognize me as a master." Feidao still had that half-smile look, but the monstrous anger in his heart had disappeared before he knew it.

Even if he wanted to beat Zheli violently again, when he saw him, seeing his timid, pitiful and hateful appearance, it almost disappeared.

Zheli drooped his head dejectedly, raised his eyes secretly, saw Feidao and sighed: "It's good that you're fine."

Indeed, he was only angry because he was afraid that something would happen to Zheli alone, and the rest was nothing.

When Zheli saw this, his courage grew again, and he patted his chest: "Why should something happen to me, master is too worried."

Feidao didn't say any more, and asked him if he was treated harshly by Wanxiang, after all, Wanxiang didn't look like a normal person either.

Zhe Li replied with a bitter face: "This woman said that she was going to dry me into a mummified corpse, and then took away the test medicine. It's too scary."

However, he remembered Wan Xiang's treatment of his wounds, how much he had accepted her kindness, scratched his head and said, "But she didn't do anything to me."

The appetite has not been satisfied for a long time, and Zheli urges to find a place to eat and chat while eating.

Feidao asked him how he met Wanxiang, and Zheli told him about being chased and killed when he left Luoyan, but he only said that he met a group of wolves and monsters again. He took advantage of the chaos to escape, and was rescued by Wanxiang, injured Not a single word was mentioned.

After hesitating for a while, Zheli still hesitantly asked how Feidao found himself.He sealed that piece of plumage with magic, could it be that the method is wrong and the Tao can still perceive it?

The smile on Feidao's face was cold: "The method of banning is correct, if it is wrong, I wouldn't be looking for you for half a month."

Zheli panicked and lowered his head to plan rice.

"Then what are your plans next?" Feidao asked.

Zheli stared blankly at Feidao.

Intend?Wasn't the original plan to avoid the master and calm down for a while?

"Since you don't have one, then follow me..."

"His plan is to work for me for a few years." Fei Dao's words were interrupted by a delicate female voice, Wan Xiang Shi sat down calmly, smiling coquettishly.

Feidao obviously didn't like this unexpected guest, but seeing that the two of them didn't respond, Wan Xiang smiled charmingly, and reached out to pick Zheli's chin: "Follow me back after eating, my little long-term worker."

Zhe Li turned his head to escape Wan Xiang's clutches, frowned at her in disgust, and then glanced at Fei Dao, Fei Dao's eyes slipped across Wan Xiang's hand, as cold as the frost when he came out of the sheath.

Wan Xiang hugged Zheli's shoulder provocatively, her eyes were entangled with Zheli like a snake, she clung to Zheli's ear, smiled and whispered: "Do you still remember your erotic dream? Who did you call?" I can really hear his name."

It's like snake letter licking in the ear, and it's like the gate of life is firmly pinched in the hand, recalling the dream of that day, a red cloud flew up on Zheli's face, and he didn't dare to look at the wrong way again.

"Follow me or him, choose." The delicate woman leaned tightly on the young man, and with the suspicious red clouds on her cheeks, it must be said that the mood at this time was extremely bad for no reason.

"Or," Wan Xiang let go of the bow, he was able to catch his breath, "I'll give you an idea."

Like a butterfly, she lightly landed beside Feidao: "I happen to have a business right now, and I'm lazy. If Mr. Xiao is willing to help, I'll lend you this kid."

As she spoke, she was about to attack Feidao, but Feidao stood up limply, without leaving any chance, looked down at her, and replied indifferently: "It's easy to say."

Wan Xiang took the two of them back to Qinyue Valley, and lent a room and living room next to the courtyard to Fei Dao and the others.

Zheli saw her take out a hundred altars of fine wine from the Qiankun bag, and was amazed: "The thing you said about your daughter's house, it can't be this?"

Wan Xiang covered her face with a shy smile and said, "Naturally, this is the thing that makes my daughter's family the happiest. It's been a long time since he sold out of his family, thanks to that stupid rich man today. Hehe."

Zheli shuddered amidst Wanxiang's artificial laughter.

Feidao pushed the door open and entered the house. With a wave of his hand, the dust in the room was swept away. He opened the windows on both sides, and the spring breeze brought in some scent of flowers, making the room more lively.

After burying the wine, Wanxiang handed over to Zheli a branch of Yingchun that was just about to bloom, and told him to go to Lu's house in Fengyu City tomorrow, and he would tell him the ins and outs of the matter there. A jug of wine drifted away leisurely.

Feidao probably took the house away, and the bedroom is still a bed, slightly smaller than Xiao's.

Zheli took a look at the rather narrow bed, and couldn't help blushing again, he really couldn't figure out if Wanxiang was teasing him on purpose.

The hibiscus incense tent, the carved jade screen, and the thin pink peony quilt did not reveal the atmosphere of his daughter's boudoir in every way. It was hard for him to imagine how embarrassing it would be for Yu Feidao to squeeze into that warm and ambiguous little bed.

Zheli sat down in the room with some annoyance, looked at the wooden board outside the door, and thought, maybe it is better to spend the night outside?

Feidao turned around from the bedroom, walked to the table and sat down: "This is the room you live in these days?"

Zheli turned his head, looked at him with out-of-focus eyes, and shook his head again and again: "No, I used to sleep on the wooden board outside..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a little remorseful, and sneaked a guilty conscience to look at the wrong way. The man really looked out with a questioning expression on his face. After he saw the smooth wooden board, his expression gradually solidified. Although it was not obvious, it also wrote It is not difficult to read the displeasure.

After a while, the unhappiness gradually subsided again, and his eyes were full of confusion, his eyes were locked on the dried blood on the wooden board, thinking of Wan Xiang's remarks and Zhe Li being hunted down, he felt a little dissatisfied. Good guess.

Feidao asked calmly: "The mountains and rivers are beautiful here, but is there any running water to bathe in? I haven't washed myself well all the way here."

Seeing that his expression finally relaxed, Zheli took the initiative to bring up other topics, and naturally answered immediately: "There is one in the back mountain, I will take you there."