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Chapter 1088: Jiejiao Yunxiao
(Write about daily life. If you don’t like to read daily life, you can skip it. It will not affect the plot.)

At this time, the Black and White Twins, one of the elders of the Wood Department of the Yin-Yang School who were following behind Da Siming, also bowed to Jingwei. When their snow-white sleeves fell, Jingwei caught a glimpse of silver puppet strings wrapped around their wrists - they were the magic weapons of the Yin-Yang School's Wood Department's secret technique "Thousand Machine Attractions".

The twin sisters have always been inseparable. It is rumored that the Senluo Wanxiang Formation set up by the two of them together can make even the internal force cultivators at the celestial realm retreat invading.

"Why are the three elders not waiting in the observatory in Hengzhou, but have the leisure to come to Qianzhou?"

Jingwei casually brushed away the snow on his cloak, and the collision of his iron armor wristbands with the blue bricks made a clear dragon roar.

Da Siming suddenly covered his lips and chuckled, with flames shooting up high at his fingertips.

"Miss, what you said is right. In three days it will be the Little New Year. As one of the few major festivals in a year, we, the disciples of Yin Yang Family, will naturally come to observe the stars and pray for the Duke of Zhenguo."

She suddenly leaned forward, and Jingwei took a half step back in alarm, only to see that the other party had only pasted a yellow talisman on the pillar of the corridor, and the statues of Shentu and Yulei painted in cinnabar were glowing in the snow.

"Miss Jingwei, do you know where Lord Dongjun is now?"

The Black Twins suddenly chuckled, and the compass needle kept spinning. As she spoke, the wooden hairpin in her hair flashed a faint light. Jingwei felt that his eyes were blurred for a moment, and he seemed to see Feiyan leaning behind the Xiangfei bamboo curtain with her lips pursed and smiling.

"Please stop the illusion."

"No one is allowed to approach the lord's inner chamber."

Jingwei clasped the hilt of the sword with his fingertips, and the clanging sound of the iron armor shattered the remaining image.

"Outcasts? Of course we are outcasts, but Lord Dongjun is not."

Upon hearing this, Da Siming covered her lips and giggled. She swept the snow on the stone steps with her wide fiery red sleeves, melting the remaining ice into a pool of spring water.

"listen--"

She suddenly leaned close to Jingwei's ear, and a faint fragrance mixed with a burnt smell came to her face. A faint sound came from the direction of the inner room, like the clear sound of a jade belt hook hitting a gold-inlaid Boshan furnace.

Jingwei's ears twitched slightly, and the palm of her hand, which had been holding the sword for many years, suddenly felt a little hot. She was too familiar with this voice. During the time when Su Ye was fighting in Qianzhou, she had been the one who served Su Ye personally in his daily life.

Although Zhuque has always been with Su Ye in the army, as the "Bright Glory" on the world's list, she cannot do the work of a maid.

"Our Lord Dongjun has always been virtuous and considerate. Look, he even personally cooked the New Year's Eve dinner for the Duke of Zhenguo."

Da Siming suddenly laughed so hard that his body shook, and the flame from his fingertips burned a hole in a piece of curtain paper next to him.

"You smell the sweet and fishy smell in the air, it's mixed with Dongjun's special plum blossom shortbread."

She suddenly lowered her voice, and her wide red and black sleeves brushed against Jingwei's ears.

Jingwei was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Three elders, please do as you please."

Jingwei suddenly moved aside to make way, and the beast head on his iron armor wrist guard looked ferocious and terrifying.

"But if Lord Dongjun asks, I hope you can pass it on - the urgent report from Hengzhou, which is 800 miles away, is on the jade case."

She emphasized the three words "Qingyu'an" on purpose, and sure enough, the black and white twins looked at each other, and the puppet strings in Elder Bai's sleeves moved without wind.

Looking at the three people's graceful backs as they walked away, Jingwei suddenly remembered the wild fox he had seen in Yunzhou when he was a child.

When the animals are courting, they place wild fruits and tits at the entrance of their caves, but they try to act nonchalant.

She shook off the remaining snow on her cloak, and suddenly she heard the sound of porcelain jingling coming from the inner room, mixed with Dongjun's clear laughter, which really sounded like a bride pouring wine for her husband.

"It turns out that even the graceful and elegant Lord Dongjun can't help himself sometimes."

Jingwei looked at the heavy snow outside the corridor, and the iron armor reflected the snow light and glowed coldly. At this time in Qiandu, snow particles wrapped in the north wind fluttered on the lanterns in the west market of Qiandu. Yunxiao, who was wearing a purple robe, fluttered her wide sleeves, making the cloud pattern embroidered with gold thread on the cuffs rustle.

She looked at the Laba porridge stall set up on the street. The sweet fragrance of longan and lotus seeds floated in the hot steam around the edge of the celadon bowl, which added a bit more worldly flavor than the smoke and haze of the alchemy room in the Taoist mountains.

"Sister, why are we hanging around here?"

"The Duke of Zhenguo is the one whom the Queen Mother of the West has specifically instructed us to assist wholeheartedly, but now he is entangled with the Yin-Yang family. We should pay him a visit as soon as possible so as not to fall behind."

Bixiao stood on tiptoe and looked towards the palace, the tassels of the silver hairpin in her hair brushing across her snow-white cheeks.

"Don't worry, little sister. The Dong Jun of the Yin-Yang family has a close relationship with Lord Zhenguogong. Now that Dong Jun has entered the mansion, the two have just reunited. Let's let them reminisce about the past."

Yunxiao's fingertips brushed over the newly pasted door god statue outside the porridge stall, and the ink-stained door god portrait cast tiny shadows on her palm.

She did not wear her hair up high, but wore a hairpin tied up in the back of her head, which made her look elegant and gentle. When she walked, her skirt fluttered in the wind, like white clouds floating leisurely in the morning light, with a touch of free and elegant demeanor.

"Hey, big sister, look!"

Qiongxiao suddenly grabbed Yunxiao's sleeve and pointed at three or five little girls holding sugar figures outside the rouge shop on the corner of the street. The sugar figures were shaped like a jade rabbit holding a pestle, and the amber malt sugar glowed warmly in the snow, which reminded her of the nest of snow ferret cubs in the back mountain of their Taoist Tiandi Mountain.

"Shopkeeper, how much do you want for this candy man?"

Cai Yunxian on the side had already rushed to the stall in two steps, with the red silk in her hair flying as she moved. She was born with a straightforward personality, and at this moment she was shaking her purse so loudly that the old woman selling candy figures was scared and took three steps back.

"Don't be afraid, old man. My sister is the reincarnation of a greedy glutton."

On the other side, Shiji, who was dressed in black, suddenly sneered and looked at the impatient Caiyunxian with some helplessness.

"Give her ten candy figures and let us take the blame."

When she spoke, the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows was bright red, and there was a hint of smile in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

"Madam, please keep it for now. I'll trouble you to show me the way later."

The old woman waved her hands repeatedly when she heard that, but Han Zhixian stuffed an ingot of silver into her apron pocket.

"We sisters are back in Qiandu for the first time, and we want to find a shop that sells talisman paper and cinnabar."

Hanzhi Xiansheng was kind-hearted and at this moment she was helping to distribute the sugar figures to the little girls who were looking at them eagerly.

Yunxiao smiled as she watched her sisters mingling with the common people. Suddenly, she felt someone gently tugging at her wide sleeves. She turned around and saw a boy in a blue cotton jacket, holding a string of bamboo dragonflies and looking up at her. The red string on the end of his braid swayed in the wind.

"Fairy sister, buy a dragonfly. It only costs three cents."

"My mother said that if you stick a dragonfly on the window frame on New Year's Eve, it will attract the phoenix to roost."

The boy stood on tiptoe, and the white breath he exhaled condensed into small clouds in the cold air.

"My dear, do you know what the phoenix likes to eat the most? If you can answer, I will buy you ten more bamboo dragonflies."

Yunxiao's heart suddenly softened, and just as he was about to touch his purse, he saw Qiongxiao had squatted down and was looking at the child at eye level.

"The phoenix will not roost unless it is a phoenix tree, and will not eat unless it is bamboo fruit! My father works in the Ministry of Works, and he said that there is a phoenix phoenix tree planted on the corner tower of the palace!"

The boy tilted his head and thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Excellent answer! Take this ingot of silver and buy some brown sugar for your mother to cook Laba porridge."

Qiong Xiao chuckled and stuffed a piece of silver into his palm.

(End of this chapter)