Peerless

Eight days have passed, except for the Zuo Yueyue Bureau, who sent someone home to send me a medicinal herb once, and he did nothing.

If it wasn't after eight days, Fengfeng Xiao had seen Cui Buqu outside the Tonghua gate as expected, and he would have thought that the other party had forgotten his appointment.

At that time, Cui did not go and was sitting on the carriage reading a book. After seeing Feng Xiao, he turned his back on weekdays and ignored them. He was gentle and amiable, and even took the initiative to say hello to Feng Xiao.

"I won't see you for eight days.

At that moment, Wu Fengxiao almost thought that this Cui did not go by others.

Both eyes were wide and small.

Cui does not go inexplicably.

This look is right. Feng Xiao just got on the carriage with ease.

"Not very good." He sighed sighily, and stretched out his palm. "Look, the scars haven't disappeared yet, and the rainy days will always be faint."

"In the past eight days, the Beijing city has been shining brightly and there is no haze." Cui did not remind.

Feng Xiao remembered the other person's memory, and immediately changed his face and said, "Yes, although there is no rain or rain, but after the wound is scarred, every night, I always feel itchy and hard to sleep. In that battle, now I think back, the other party's martial arts The height was so unexpected that I didn't expect him to even think he was poisoning his sword.

Cui didn't go to see his open palm, there are still a few traces. Although it can certainly be eliminated in time, how can Feng Xiao's narcissism tolerate his slight blemishes?

"Fu Fuzhu's life-saving grace, Cui Mou remembered in his heart, he will never forget." Cui did not go softly.

Feng Xiao blinked. He felt that it was strange for Cui not to go today, but after the other party said this sentence, there was no more.

"and then?"

Cui doesn't go: "What then?"

Feng Xiao was dissatisfied: "I have never seen you personally thank you in the past eight days."

Cui did not go innocently, "Because I have been busy tracking the whereabouts of the murderer who hurt you."

Feng Xiao: "Did you find it?"

Cui did not shake his head: "Since that night, the other party completely disappeared as if it had never appeared. But fortunately, another thing came to fruition, and I can also be accounted for the salvation of the Lord of the Phoenix Mansion. "

Feng Xiao: "What happened?"

Cui did not laugh: "The main body of Fengfu is extremely poisonous. For eight days, the remaining poison must not be removed. I found a divine doctor and learned a set of acupuncture from him. , There are no future consequences. "

After all, he found a cloth pouch from his arms and took out a silver needle from the pouch.

Feng Xiao: ...

It is indeed a silver needle.

It's just that the silver needle is three inches long and the thickness of the tail finger.

This needle is stuck, I am afraid that it is not the medicine that cures the disease, but the medicine that kills it.

Feng Xiao drew his lips and said, "I've never seen such a thick needle. In the past few days, you have not worked hard to get people to make it, right?"

Cui did not go to Wen and said, "Severe illnesses must be treated with fierce medicine, and the Lord of the Phoenix House should not be afraid of illnesses and doctors. Come and let me get two shots."

Feng Xiao was silent for a moment: "How did you find out?"

He pretended to be pretty good. After the meeting, his voice was weak and healed, and his face was a little pale. If Cui didn't come to take the pulse, he could find that Feng Xiao's pulse was floating, which was completely prepared by him. For this reason, Cui is not afraid at all.

Who knew it was seen through.

Cui did not throw the needle away, sneering: "The Lord of the Phoenix Mansion forgot to forget that the person who fought with you that night left the sword. If you are very poisonous, why isn't the sword poisoned?"

After the elder Bodhi arrived, the sword fell into his hands. Although the origin of the murderer could not be found from the sword, Cui couldn't go carefully and would definitely ask the poison on the sword.

Feng Xiao touched her nose, and her heart was completely secretive. That night, he pretended to die, so that Cui did not forget to investigate the carriage, but forgot the existence of the sword.

"But I was wounded for you and saved your life. Isn't this a fake?"

Cui didn't sneer: "If not, I'm still sitting here talking to you kindly?"

Feng Xiao was not very satisfied: "No matter what, I saved you once, and you can't be gentle with me?"

Cui did n’t really smile gently and whispered softly: "If I did n’t, the Lord of the Phoenix House would n’t plant in Qingli Garden that night? So many royal palaces, even if you escape alone, you will inevitably be asked afterwards. It's a draw. "

Feng Xiao shuddered: "Just let's get back to where we were!"

Cui didn't go for a while, and she was too lazy to pretend: "I have a thing and want to ask the owner of Fengfu."

This is the familiar Cui Bugo.

Feng Xiao felt insecure and shook her fan and said, "But it doesn't matter."

Now that she had been pierced, Feng Xiao couldn't pretend to be weak, and her body crooked on the soft pillow in the carriage, and she was the lazy and casual Fengfu master who ignored the rules.

Cui did not stare at him: "Why was the lord of Fengfu rude to me on the carriage that night?"

Feng Xiao pretended to be stupid: "The assassin stabbed a sword from the bottom of the car. If I don't hold you away, how can you avoid it?"

Cui didn't narrow his eyes: "Before dodging?"

Feng Xiao slowly said, "Before evading, I was listening to the assassins."

Cui couldn't help but said, "You're obviously me frivolous!"

Feng Xiao pretended to be surprised: "Ah yes, I remembered that, at that time, I was also trying to confuse the paralyzed assassin. I had to do it. Maybe Mr. Cui Dao could understand?"

His expression of righteousness was solemn, and his tone was serious and innocent.

The two looked at each other, and Cui didn't snor, and didn't bother to ask any more. He picked up the book and looked at it.

Feng Xiao looked at his slightly moving ears, but suddenly smiled.

That night he kissed, the other side was struggling from shock to anger, but couldn't push himself away, his ears became red, just like now, his ears trembled slightly, the corners of his eyes turned red, and his lips were moisturized.

In other words, if Cui Daochang is calm now, in fact, he is about to be furious, and is trying to figure out how to calculate Feng Xiao.

Even if he is now reading the Tao Te Ching, it is estimated that it will become the 36th plan.

Feng Xiao consciously discovered the other's little secret, and couldn't help but secretly.

Cui didn't bother to care about him, his eyelids didn't lift.

Each of them drove a corner of the carriage, each had to be quiet, and temporarily told Ming Jin to retreat.

...

Qiao Xian didn't heal because of the injury, Cui didn't let her go with her. This time she took two Zuo Yuewei, Feng Xiao was even more simple. She didn't bring anybody. She came alone to meet. Lightly on the road, from Daxing to the east, the carriage stopped day and night, and soon reached the outskirts of Anping outside Boling County.

Although the North and the South were divided at this time, after the intensive efforts of the emperor Zhou Wudi of the former dynasty and the drastic efforts after the establishment of the current dynasty, the northern area under the actual jurisdiction of the Sui Dynasty has reached stability. The bandits are almost extinct.

At this time, it was late, the city gate was closed, and you had to wait until the next day to enter the city. Fortunately, there were also stations in the suburbs. Many people who did n’t have time to rush back to the city stopped here. Over time, a tea market was opened nearby. It increased to dozens of households, forming a new village faintly, and it was very lively at sunset.

Walked outside the station, the guy ushered in to pull the horse, the two Zuoyuewei went in to check in, Cui Bugo and Feng Xiao sat outside the tea house, one person had a cup of tea in front of them, watching the sunset in the mountains, listening to the city news, Don't have a sense of leisure.

The tea cup is not big. One person and one seat will inevitably be crowded with each other. Feng Xiao can easily poke Cui's waist.

Cui didn't go to drink tea, and it was so cold that he stabbed him in the itch. He almost sipped the tea.

Feng Xiaoyi smiled: "You're still afraid of itching!"

Cui did not want to buckle the tea cup in his head, and heard a question coming from him: "Here you are, here is not much, can you please Lang Jun move to the left?"

If the voice is clear and crisp, if you look at the valley, you don't need to look at your face to know that you must be a young girl.

Cui did not go, um, slightly moved towards Feng Xiao, and then looked up to look at the people.

This look, but could not help but slightly hold back.

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Happy Tanabata darlings, the small theater of good welfare said:

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Many years later, the seventh of July.

On the day the Cowherd and Girl Weaver met, some lovers in the world finally became dependents.

Feng Xiao prepared a gift for Cui Bu-a folding fan.

One side of the folding fan is a small statue of Feng Xiao's self-painting, and the other side is still his small statue.

In this way, even if Cui doesn't go out and miss himself, and he is not around him, he can always see him by turning on the fan.

Feng Xiao thinks that Cui will definitely like such a gift if she doesn't go.

Since the day before yesterday, he had been waiting for Cui to go and surprise himself.

But he wouldn't take the initiative to ask, so he seemed too eager and passive.

However, in order to avoid the other noble person busy, he let Pei startled and reminded gently.

With Cui's exquisite ingenuity, I'm sure it will work.

But Cui did not move at all. When the two went out for dinner, the other party didn't even hint that they could not even remember the Qixi Festival the next day.

Feng Xiao was anxious.

He made Pei startled to inquire about Cui Buqi's movements in secret.

On the morning of the Star Festival, Pei Jingxiu reported, and Zuoyue Bureau entered a basket of oranges.

Feng Xiao thought to himself that Cui would never go to see Qiantang Leping's Qiandeng feast at the beginning, and thought he could eat a basket in one go?

After all, the surname Cui has always been unwilling to bother with love affairs, allowing him to admit that it is not easy to be affectionate to himself. This gentle and considerate taste must be slowly adjusted to get rid of it, and the orange is orange.

As a result, Pei Jingxiu reported again, and Cui did not distribute the basket of oranges to everyone in Zuo Yueju.

Feng Xiao's face turned black.

He finally couldn't sit still, went straight to Zuoyue Bureau, and asked Cui not to ask, "What about the gift?"

It was no surprise that Cui did not go: "Ready."

Feng Xiao was so happy, she said that the surname of Cui was still attentive.

I saw Cui not go and take out a large bowl of oranges and white silk.

"I think you really like to play with this stuff. You bought a basket of oranges and asked them to peel off the white silk and eat it. Alas, put it on the rack, you can put a few stuff on it."

Feng Xiao: ………………

Whose **** thought of Qixi Festival this day, this seat is going to dig his grave!