At the beginning, I picked up a big guy to be a master

Stepping on the moonlight, Xiao Yu'er pushed open the door and walked in in a daze. He groped to the side of the bed, but just as he was about to lie down, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

There is someone in the bed!

Xiao Yu'er was so frightened that he sobered up for a moment. He gathered his mind and wanted to open his eyes to see clearly, but the room was pitch black, and it took him a while to get used to it before he could barely see a little.

He stared at the bed, and there was indeed a person lying on it.

This is not his room.

Xiao Yu'er was a little embarrassed, and was about to turn around to leave, when suddenly a clear female voice sounded behind him: "Xiao Yu'er?"

Xiao Yu'er stopped in his tracks, he looked back and saw that the person on the bed had already woken up and was about to get up, he hurried over to support her, then took the torch and lit a candle while saying: "Did I wake you up?"

"No." Zhou Zhiruo leaned against the bed, watching Xiao Yu'er light up the candles one by one, "After sleeping for a while during the day, I won't be able to sleep well at night."

Xiao Yu'er smiled, the candles were brightly lit in the room, he went to Zhou Zhiruo's bed and sat down: "You are injured now, you should take a good rest."

"Yeah." Zhou Zhiruo smelled a strong smell of alcohol on Xiao Yu'er's body, and said, "I heard from Yin Li that you are a distinguished guest of the Ming Cult, and Zhou Dian and the others even hosted a banquet for you."

Xiao Yu'er said: "Hey! I just helped them fight a few times by chance, in fact, it was just to come up with ideas, and I don't need to go into battle to kill the enemy. Who knows that there are many masters in Mingjiao, but there are not many people who lead the army to fight. Let me pick up a bargain."

Seeing that Xiao Yu'er didn't take credit, Zhou Zhiruo smiled softly and said, "That's because you have this ability."

Xiao Yu'er was a little embarrassed by the praise, he laughed twice, his eyes inadvertently skipped Zhou Zhiruo's left hand that was placed outside the quilt.

He paused for a moment, then shifted his gaze, and said, "Okay, I'll stay here so late, I'm afraid those people from Mingjiao will have to think too much, master, you have a good rest, I'm going back."

Zhou Zhiruo nodded, "Yes."

After coming out of Zhou Zhiruo's room, Xiao Yu'er felt empty in her heart, even a little irritable.He crossed his hips and turned to look at Zhou Zhiruo's room. After hesitating a few times, he returned to his own room.

On the second day, Xiao Yu'er woke up from a hangover, his mind was dizzy, as if he had been beaten.

He got up slowly, feeling parched and uncomfortable, so he went to the table, picked up the kettle and poured it down his throat, and he felt better after drinking the water in the kettle.

"Brother Jiang." Zhang Wuji opened the door and said, "I saw that you drank a lot last night, so I brought you hangover soup."

After Xiao Yu'er thanked Zhang Wuji, he finished off the hangover soup in one go, and the two exchanged a few more pleasantries before Zhang Wuji brought the topic to Spirit Snake Island.

Xiao Yuer only remembered having dinner with everyone, and then lost consciousness. When he woke up again, he was already at sea.

"Zhao Min was also poisoned with Shixiang Ruanjin Powder at that time, she should not be the murderer." Xiao Yu'er said.

Zhang Wuji nodded, with Xiao Yuer's words, Zhao Min's suspicion should be cleared, but not Zhao Min, who can get Shixiang Ruanjin Powder?
The more Zhang Wuji thought about it, the more confused he became. He felt that his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, so he couldn't see anything clearly.

Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng chose March [-]th as an auspicious day for the zodiac.Everyone in the Mingjiao was beaming with joy, and they were all busy with the marriage of the leader.

At this time, the Ming Cult was powerful and powerful, Han Lin'er and Xu Shouhui had defeated Yuan soldiers in a row before, and their morale was boosted even more. Now that the good news of the sect master's wedding spread, people from all martial arts sects began to discuss it.

In the Marshal's Mansion, Zhu Yuanzhang's injuries have long since healed, Wei Yixiao and Yin Tian are busy arranging the marriage, Yang Xiao, Han Lin'er, Zhu Yuanzhang and others are discussing political affairs with Zhang Wuji and Xiao Yu'er every day.

Zhang Wuji didn't have many ideas in the face of the battle. He waited for Yang Xiao and other generals to discuss the results before making a decision.

Although Xiao Yu'er was with them, he didn't take the initiative to express his opinions. He often drank a cup of tea slowly, and when someone asked him, he would say a few words, but his words could always give people food for thought and opened new horizons. train of thought.

The news of the wedding has spread all over the rivers and lakes, and congratulatory gifts from martial arts people poured in like a flood.

The sects of Kunlun, Kongtong and Mingjiao have always had enmity, but firstly, Zhang Wuji in the Wan'an Temple in Dadu rescued each sect, and he has been kind to each sect. The head of Emei is a master and apprentice. They all remember the kindness of Jiang Shaoxia risking his death to give the antidote in Wan'an Temple. At that time, Jiang Shaoxia had said beforehand that he was ordered by his teacher to rescue him. The kindness to each faction is not small, so the leaders of each faction also sent people to congratulate them, especially the five elders of Kongtong.

Zhang Wuji was overwhelmed, and Xiao Yuer was also forced to receive him.

Zhang Sanfeng personally wrote the four-character "Jiaer Jiafu" vertical scroll, and a hand-copied "Taijiquan Sutra", and ordered Song Yuanqiao and Yin Liting's two major disciples to come to congratulate.Yang Buhui also followed to Haozhou.Zhang Wuji smiled and came forward to pay his respects, and shouted: "Aunt Sixth Master!" Yang Buhui blushed, took his hand, looking back at the past, both happy and sad.

Yu Lianzhou and Song Qingshu also arrived in Haozhou on the same day as the Wudang Heroes.

Song Qingshu's love for Zhou Zhiruo was known to everyone in the Ming Cult, and seeing Song Qingshu coming, he couldn't help feeling a lot of emotions.

This is not to snatch a kiss, is it?
But Song Qingshu had a gentle attitude. He first visited Song Yuanqiao, and then congratulated Zhang Wuji on his wedding. Everyone felt relieved when they saw that he really had no other thoughts.

Song Qingshu also brought a congratulatory gift, which was a painting he had drawn by himself.He gave the congratulatory gift to Zhang Wuji, and Zhang Wuji opened it in front of everyone, and saw the scroll spread out. On the scroll, a man and a woman embrace each other affectionately, standing under the peach tree.

Zhou Dian pointed at the painting and said with a smile: "This painting is about our leader and Miss Zhou!"

"It's so beautiful!" Zhang Wuji couldn't help sighing, and thanked Song Qingshu, "Thank you, Brother Song!"

Apart from Yin Liting, Yang Buhui hardly had anyone else to accompany her on Wudang Mountain. Now that she arrived at the Marshal's Mansion, she first went to see Yang Xiao, and then asked Yin Li to go find Zhou Zhiruo together.

When the three girls were together, they often ignored others, which made Yin Liting feel a little sad.

On the tenth day of the third lunar month, all the heroines in Emei came to Haozhou with gifts, but Ding Minjun asked someone to bring gifts, but no one came.

March fourteenth, the day before the wedding.

At this time, all the preparations for the wedding were completed, and the guests from all over the country were carefully arranged in the inns in Haozhou City, leaving only Wudang and Emei.

Perhaps because everything is settled, the originally bustling Marshal's Mansion became quiet today.

As the night gradually darkened, Song Qingshu lay on the bed tossing and turning, and finally got up simply, and took out the fan that Zhou Zhiruo had given him.

Such a gentleman.

Song Qingshu felt great pain in his heart, he loved Zhiruo, but so what?Zhiruo is going to get married soon, and she is still married to Zhang Wuji, whom he dislikes the most.

He thought about taking Zhiruo away, thinking about ruining the marriage, but as long as he looked at the fan, he couldn't really act no matter what.

"Zhiruo, you knew that today would come, so you gave me such a shackle." He muttered to himself while touching his fan.

After a while, he put down the fan and took out another painting from the bundle.

He was holding the painting with a hesitant expression on his face, and it took a long time before he made up his mind to go out with the painting.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the courtyard where Zhou Zhiruo was, he saw Zhou Zhiruo pushing the door and entering the house.

She came back so late, where did she go?
"Zhiruo." Without time to think, Zhou Zhiruo, the leader of Song Qingshu.

Zhou Zhiruo paused, turned around and saw Song Qingshu coming in the night, wearing a green shirt, with a face like a crown of jade, and holding a scroll in his hand.

"Brother Song?" Zhou Zhiruo took two steps forward to the yard, "It's so late, why are you here?"

"Zhiruo." Song Qingshu's eyes were a little evasive, and his expression didn't seem very comfortable. Zhou Zhiruo found that his face was also a little red under the moonlight.

Suddenly, Song Qingshu's expression became firm, he looked at Zhou Zhiruo, and said in a solemn tone, "I know that tomorrow you will marry Zhang Wuji, and I also know that you don't have me in your heart, but if I don't say something now, I will say it later." No chance."

Zhou Zhiruo frowned slightly.

She could predict what Song Qingshu wanted to say, and she was moved by his persistence, but there was nothing else but moving.

"Brother Song..." Zhou Zhiruo wanted to persuade him, but Song Qingshu interrupted her, "I know you want to persuade me, Zhiruo, I don't want to ask for anything extravagantly, but please let me finish my sentence."

Zhou Zhiruo couldn't persuade her, so she agreed.

But Song Qingshu didn't say anything, instead he asked her a question: "Zhiruo, are you happy?"

Zhou Zhiruo froze for a moment, then said, "Yes."

"But I don't think you're happy." Song Qingshu held Zhou Zhiruo's hand and said with concern, "You've forced yourself to smile these days, and you don't care about the wedding arrangements. Are you really willing to marry him? You know that , if you don’t want to, I will help you even if I risk my life.”

Zhou Zhiruo was a little silent when she was told about the central matter.Song Qingshu's ability to observe words and expressions is indeed not small, even he can tell that he is forced to smile, but why can't Zhang Wuji see it?

Seeing that Zhou Zhiruo didn't speak, Song Qingshu became more firm in his opinion, and asked: "Zhiruo, what are you hiding, tell me, and I will definitely help you."

"Thank you, Brother Song." Zhou Zhiruo pulled out her hand and smiled softly, "I have nothing to hide, I married Brother Wuji voluntarily. But I am really unhappy these few days. The closer the wedding is, the more nervous I am, and I'm afraid that Zhao Min will get the news and come back to make trouble. Don't worry, I think I won't be like this after tomorrow, Brother Wuji has treated me very well."

Hearing what Zhou Zhiruo said, Song Qingshu was skeptical, but seeing that her eyes were so clear that she didn't seem to be lying, he reluctantly accepted the statement.

He looked at Zhou Zhiruo with longing eyes.

"This painting is for you."

Zhou Zhiruo took the painting and was about to open it when Song Qingshu held down her hand.

"You can open it after I leave."

Zhou Zhiruo stopped her movements and looked at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu smiled, but the smile was a bit forced: "Zhiruo, I originally wanted to say a lot, but when it came to this time, I realized that I couldn't say anything."

Zhou Zhiruo could feel the pain in Song Qingshu's heart, and couldn't help feeling sour.

"Although I don't like Zhang Wuji, as the leader of Mingjiao, he respects martial arts and high strength. I am very relieved to have him by your side to protect you."

"But if he bullies you in the future, you must come and tell me. I will never forgive him lightly. In my heart, you will always be the most important. No matter where I am or what identity I am in the future, as long as you say If so, I will definitely show up."

Song Qingshu's words were sincere and sincere, and Zhou Zhiruo's heart was greatly touched. The love she seeks is to put her first in everything, wholeheartedly, for a long time.

But it wasn't Song Qingshu she fell in love with.

Zhou Zhiruo felt sore in her heart and wanted to cry, for both Song Qingshu and herself.

"Senior Brother Song, thank you." Zhou Zhiruo's voice was a little hoarse, "No matter what happens in the future, your kindness to Zhiruo and your deep affection will always be remembered by Zhiruo, but for Zhiruo's sake, it's not worth it, and you will definitely meet more in the future The girl who suits you will live happily ever after, Zhiruo is just a passer-by, Senior Brother Song should just forget it."

"Zhiruo, my heart is in me, I decide how it wants to be, you can't control it."

Song Qingshu's voice was also hoarse, with tears in his eyes, but he kept his demeanor and distance.

"It's late at night, you should go to bed quickly, and be happy and be a beautiful bride tomorrow... I wish you happiness."

When Song Qingshu said the last sentence, his emotions almost lost control, he stopped looking at Zhou Zhiruo, turned and left.

Looking at Song Qingshu's lonely back, Zhou Zhiruo felt that her eyes were a little uncomfortable. She closed her eyes and went back to the room with the scroll in her arms.

By candlelight, she opened the scroll, only to see the drawing paper spread out, and a lifelike self appeared in front of her eyes.

In the painting, his eyebrows and eyes are clear, with a smile on his lips, like a carefree girl, every stroke on the paper is not redundant, as if he has drawn this painting thousands of times.

……

That night, Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji were the ones who couldn't sleep.

Zhang Wuji was lying on the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what. He thought about the little things between him and Zhou Zhiruo, and felt sweet but at the same time worried.

Although he was close to Zhiruo during this period of time, the doubts in his heart were still lingering in his heart, which made him unable to calm down.

When did Zhiruo and Xiao Yuer become mentors and apprentices?Why does she have Black Jade Ointment?Zhiruo can get the black jade discontinuous ointment, does it mean that she can also get Shixiang Ruanjin powder easily?Did Zhiruo do everything on Spirit Snake Island?

He doesn't want to doubt Zhou Zhiruo, but he can't help being suspicious, but after he suspects, he always finds his own reasons to dispel these doubts.

Zhiruo is strong in martial arts and is the head of Emei, she said that it is possible for her to get back the Yitian Sword, but with her martial arts status, what's the use of asking for the Dragon Sword?

Zhu'er is not a fool, although she doesn't remember what happened on the island at that time, but she and Zhiruo are as close as sisters, if it is said that Zhiruo harmed her, he will never believe it.

After much deliberation, things always had no clue, Zhang Wuji was upset, and he didn't know how long it took before he gradually fell asleep in the deep night.