Abandoning the Emperor and Paying the World: Peerless Master

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That night, the owner of Mei Zhuang hosted a banquet in honor of Duanhua and his party, Duanmu Xin, Mei Xue and his wife were at the same table. (⊙﹏⊙⊙﹏⊙) There were quite a few people, but everyone seemed extremely indifferent. Only the owner of Mei Zhuang smiled awkwardly and insisted on the scene, so the banquet broke up quickly.

In the dead of night.

The snow has stopped, and a bright moon hangs in the sky. [

Zixi gently opened the door, and at a glance she saw Duanmuyu standing in the snow with his back to her, looking up at the clean moon. The clear moonlight slanted his tall figure on the white snow. Quiet and desolate, time seems to stand still in an instant.

There was a chill in the air, she breathed out a mouthful of white mist, smiled slightly, and approached him quietly.

With the sound of "creaking" footsteps behind her, Duanmuyu turned around, holding a jar of wine in her arms, smiling at Zixi.

Zixi put her index finger in front of her lips, motioning him to keep quiet, and winked mischievously at him.

Duanmuyu smiled brighter and brighter.

Side by side, the two walked out of the yard in silence.

The beautiful and clear moonlight swayed quietly.

The snow on the ground is bathed in the moonlight, bright and dazzling, crystal clear and pure.

The two walked to a secluded plum grove, and both sat on stone benches.

Duanmuyu put the wine jar on the stone table, looked at Zixi on the opposite side, and said with a smile: "You are still the same as before, very afraid of your master!"

"I'm afraid I'm used to it, aren't you afraid of your wife now? Everyone fell asleep in the middle of the night before you dared to find me." Zixi held the wine jar in front of her and removed the seal with her hands. The aroma of the wine was overflowing, sweet and smooth The sweet and mellow fruit fragrance exudes a distant artistic conception in the silent late night. The wine fragrance combined with the snow cold seems to trace the track of time, vaguely tracing back the past.

Zixi took a deep breath of the aroma of the wine, and said intoxicatedly and enjoyingly: "When I smell this fragrance, I suddenly think of many things from the past."

Duanmuyu smiled, stared at her pure snow-white face, and said: "The plum wine in Wanmei Villa is the best in the world. This jar of wine is made with summer lotus, and it tastes better than the plum wine you've had before. Refreshing and smooth."

Zixi was not polite to him, raised the wine jar, took a sip without manners, and praised: "It's delicious, ten times better than the plum wine your father-in-law brought out at the dinner." Putting down the wine jar, he folded his hands Put it on the mouth of the altar, and looked at him with a smile, "You didn't marry Miss Mei from Wanmei Villa because you wanted to drink plum wine?"

"Of course not." Duanmuyu snatched the wine jar from her hand and drank with her without hesitation.

"You're actually married and have children." Zi Xi gestured, "I was only that young when I met you."

"I don't know why, but I just got married in a daze." Duanmuyu pushed the wine jar to her.

"Confused? Then you are quite confused!" Zixi took another sip, "Tell me, how did you know each other, know each other, and love each other so much?" Snatched away by Duanmuyu.

Duanmuyu stared at her quietly, without stunning beauty, she was more like the pure and quiet snow under the bright white moonlight, exuding a quiet and distant taste, recalling the past, she seemed to be unable to mention anything to anyone Spirit, not very attentive, sometimes looks a little dull. [

Zixi noticed his gaze and said, "What do you see me doing?" reluctantly pushing the wine jar to him.

"I regret it." He pushed it back to her.

"What do you regret?" She happily accepted.