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Chapter 352 Gathering is for parting (4000 words) (22)

The banquet in the royal family's other courtyard soon came to an end.

At least, for some people, the banquet on this day has lost the expectations it originally had.

During this period, Li Changxing only played once, then left hastily.

Before leaving, he glanced at Wang Anfeng's direction.

The latter was talking to Xue Qinshuang sideways, and he never saw his gaze, let alone turned his head. Although today was a private banquet and there were not so many rules, but when many aristocratic families looked at him respectfully, The movements of Wang Anfeng and Xue Qinshuang were so conspicuous that he couldn't pretend not to see them.

The corner of the boy's mouth twitched slightly.

If it weren't for the many people at this time, he would almost slump his face. At this time, with a sullen face, he managed to maintain the royal dignity, and cursed secretly in his heart.

Sex eaters...

He originally wanted to have a private conversation with Wang Anfeng, but when he saw Wang Anfeng at this time, he still felt a little envious, or even a little bit jealous, knowing that the impact he had suffered in the past two days was really a bit big, so He could only put this matter aside, glanced at Wang Anfeng and Xue Qinshuang, and turned to leave.

The steps are a little faster.

The smiling eunuch followed behind Li Changxing, and put down his original plan to meet Wang Anfeng.

No matter what purpose Lin Zizai had, his words were not wrong after all, the Supreme Emperor was still alive, although he was old, he was full of vigor and blood like a tiger.

At this time of year, the heirs of the handsome man should not be allowed to come out of the water.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Then I saw Li Changxing who quickened his pace a little. The latter walked past a courtyard, and when he turned around, he kicked the gravel away with his foot. Not far away came several maids, their bodies stiffened slightly, and they coughed lightly. He raised his chin slightly, pretending nothing happened.

Li Sheng laughed heartily.

I know that although His Highness has been taught by masters of various schools, has learned the principles of a hundred schools of thought, and is mostly seasoned in his actions, he is still an 11-year-old child after all. mind.

A little heavy, but another idea rose in my heart with all kinds of thoughts.

If His Majesty finds out that the Marshal still has heirs alive, I don't know how happy he should be...

At that time, His Highness wanted to call the book collector as his uncle.

Thinking of the awkward little Highness in front of him saluting to the rather indulgent book collector, calling him uncle, he is already half a hundred years old, the tall and tall laughing tiger Li Sheng's face became more and more smiling, and a few moments of relaxation appeared in his heavy heart. Ji.

At the same time, the rest of the people who had thought about Wang Anfeng also had to curb their thoughts.

The former obviously had an unpleasant quarrel with Mr. Lin. In the past 20 years, he was probably the first one who dared to pour his wine on the ground in public. There are too many things to think about, and there is no need to risk Mr. Lin's face to befriend Wang Anfeng.

As for those who intend to seduce with beauty.

As soon as they saw the young girl with flying eyebrows, dazzling like the sun, they also felt ashamed of themselves. They were still a few steps away from the two of them, and they stopped, not daring to go any further. Even when they left, they failed to strike up a conversation as they had originally planned.

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"Miss Xue..."

Wang Anfeng and the others left the imperial courtyard. They did not ride in a carriage, but walked side by side. He opened his mouth, wanting to call out more affectionately, but felt that he couldn't open his mouth. It was still just the same address as two years ago. The tone of the voice unconsciously softened a lot, and said:
"You come back today, will you have to wait for a while?"

Xue Qinshuang walked briskly, standing side by side with Wang Anfeng, glanced at him upon hearing this, and said with a smile:

"I can't stay long."

"There are still things in the clan, or tomorrow, we will leave."

Wang Anfeng thought about what Yan Ling said, which was related to the secret place of the family, nodded slightly, and said:

"That's still an important matter, don't delay."

"Then, have you found a place to live? Is it in the inn, or..."

Xue Qinshuang's grandmother did not stand shoulder to shoulder with the two of them, but was about ten feet behind, following far away. Although she was old, she was also a knight with a long sword when she was young. , and will not be left behind by the two people in front.

Behind him, followed by a middle-aged man.

Dressed in black, his complexion was slightly pale, and he seemed to have suffered some injuries, and his breathing was unstable.

The low-pitched conversation between Wang Anfeng and Xue Qinshuang did not intentionally cover up his voice. With his martial arts and hearing ability, he could hear clearly, but his expression changed slightly. He was one of the masters sent from Tiandong Xue's home to bring Xue Qinshuang back. The injuries on his body were caused by the Taiqing and Su swords in Xue Qinshuang's palm.

He knew how many bitter battles Xue Qinshuang had experienced before.

The warriors cultivated in the family all take the path of killing with one blow. Even if they can restrain themselves when they strike, injuries are certain. Even now, he can be sure that the girl in front has more than three injuries.

Just because he knew it clearly, he became more and more curious.

The third lady did not hesitate to disobey the family orders, she did not hesitate to draw swords against the warriors sent by the clan, she even suffered serious injuries, and she just came back to take a look and say something before leaving?

And the other boy also broke through the hundred-story support building.

It was hard to fight fiercely in it, and I don't know how much pain I suffered, but when I heard the news that Miss San would leave tomorrow, my reaction was so flat?As if he had expected it.

The man frowned.

He didn't understand.

I don't understand very much...

The old woman walked forward slowly, looking at the pair of teenagers and girls in front of her, she felt a little headache.

How can she not have a headache?
She was originally worried that after Xue Qinshuang came here, she would not want to leave or return to the family, and she was somewhat uneasy in her heart, but looking at the scene in front of her, the worst situation did not happen, but in a certain sense On the surface, I'm afraid it made her feel more uneasy than the two of them sticking together.

The imperial courtyard is quite a distance from Fufeng Academy.

But no matter how far the road is, it will eventually come to an end. Wang Anfeng paused slightly, and stopped in front of a courtyard. Five days ago, he had waited here for a day, but he couldn't wait for Xue Qinshuang, only waited Fu Mo, whom I haven't seen for a long time, and news of separation from old friends.

Now the defect in my heart has been filled with a touch of satisfaction.

"When will you tomorrow..."

Wang Anfeng opened his mouth, but what he said made the old woman and the man in black frown frequently.

Xue Qinshuang turned to look at him, her eyebrows fluttered, and said:

"Do you want to send me?"

Wang Anfeng looked at the girl's appearance, and said in a gentle voice:
"nature."

There was a wind blowing, and the two stood side by side. Xue Qinshuang was wearing white clothes with a red shirt on top. The slightly flimsy red shirt fluttered slightly with the wind, and the hem of the clothes swayed slightly, touching the young man's blue shirt.

"Tomorrow's hour."

Xue Qinshuang spoke like this.

Then he smiled at Wang Anfeng, pushed open the wooden door that had been covered in dust for half a month, the old woman and the man in black walked in, and Wang Anfeng kept watching until Xue Qinshuang also walked in, and then looked at it for a long time, the wooden door was not open. When it was closed, he saw the familiar house, and saw lights lit up in the dark room.

Like the world of mortals, all of them are integrated into this bean lamp, which warms the depths of people's hearts.

"So, is that all right?"

Inside the house, the old woman hesitated for a long time before finally speaking. She obviously didn't want Xue Qinshuang to stay here for a long time when she came, and was even afraid that the girl would stay here for too long, but at this moment, she couldn't help but speak, Hearing those words, I feel that Xue Qinshuang's leaving tomorrow is too hasty, and she can stay a little longer.

Xue Qinshuang sat by the table, raised her hand and put the saber on the table, smiled slightly when she heard the words, and said calmly:

"Since we have met once, why stick to this short time?"

"I have my way to go, and he also has what he wants to do. If the existence of each other becomes the constraint of the other, then he is no longer him, and I am no longer me."

"This kind of bondage can only be cut off one by one with a sword!"

When she said this, Xue Qinshuang's eyes were calm, like a sword in her hand, like thunder in the sky, like snow falling in winter.

Dazzling like the sun in the sky.

The old woman opened her mouth, but she couldn't say any disobedient words for a moment, but another thought arose in her heart.

Fortunately it was her.

It happened to be him.

The black-clothed assassin who was born in the inner sect of Xue's family with good martial arts dragged his wounds, chopping firewood, boiling water and serving tea. It was getting late. The old woman lived in the main house, and the middle-aged man went to the guest room to rest, but he did not fall asleep. , just sitting cross-legged on the bed, calming down, hoping to heal the injury soon.

Xue Qinshuang drank tea, washed up, and took off her outer clothes, only wearing a moon-white undershirt.

Black hair like ink, hanging on the shoulders.

It's like an ordinary daughter's house.

The girl sat on the bed and looked at the bright moon rising outside. The candle beside her was a bit dim. She took a silver needle and touched the candle flame. At this moment, there was no one else, and everything that happened during the day came from her heart. Rising up, the beautiful face was gone before it was calm and unrestrained, and a little blush gradually rose.

Watching flowers under the moon, beauties under the lamp.

She was obviously a heroic and heroic girl who used to be a swordsman, but at this time she only gave people a sense of brilliance.

The candlelight reflected in the brown pupils, shining brightly.

Xue Qinshuang pursed her lips, maintained a calm expression on her face, blew out the candle, lay on the bed, raised her hand and wrapped herself in the quilt, feeling that her face was constantly burning, but the corners of her mouth could not move. Picking up, the brown pupils bend into a crescent moon, and the light in them flows.

"The Xue family...Qin Shuang."

She whispered her name softly.

For the first time, I felt that these three words were so sweet.

It is unstoppable.

His face became more and more feverish, and he couldn't help but raised his hand to cover his face with the quilt, and rolled towards the bed habitually, but accidentally turned over with a lot of strength, and knocked his forehead lightly against the wall .

Let out a soft cry of pain.

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Wang Anfeng walked in the direction of the academy.

His steps are brisk.

Walking through the alley and the street, someone set up a big pot in the alley, mutton and haggis were rolled in it, and white gas came out. It was already winter, and the weather was getting colder. Tongbao, eating a bowl of haggis, delicious and warming up, is a reward for many ordinary people for a day of hard work.

But sitting in front of that square table was a young man who obviously had nothing to do with poverty.

Dressed in a yellow brocade jacket, with handsome features, he was holding haggis in one hand while adding spice to it, with a skillful posture, obviously an old hand.

Murong Tong held the mutton soup and sighed in his heart.

He came out to steal food back then, and even made some disguises.

But in the past two years, people have already noticed his whereabouts, and he simply broke the jar and smashed it, no longer caring, just let those people talk about it, and those people can't see his reaction, and they find it boring. Gradually, no one cares about this matter .

Holding the heavy porcelain bowl, he took a deep breath of the aroma as usual, with a look of intoxication on his face.

I just feel that this damn poor food is so delicious.

It was so delicious that he couldn't put it down.

At this moment, the pinna moved slightly, and he noticed the sound of footsteps, and his face became slightly vigilant. Since he almost died outside in the Danfenggu case more than two years ago, his vigilance has grown enough. Even if he was playing in the city, he never left his weapon with him. Turning around to look at this moment, he happened to see a person in a blue shirt walking towards him.

Looking up, he landed on that person's face, his expression was slightly startled, and he almost threw the haggis in his hand to the ground.

Wang Anfeng also saw that the children of this aristocratic family had some friendship with each other, and the little conflict back then, he didn't want to feel a little bit at this time, so he took the initiative to greet with a smile:
"Murong, long time no see."

Murong Tong stared blankly at Wang Anfeng, a little flattered, and said:

"It's been a long time..."

He raised his hand to signal the haggis soup in his hand, and subconsciously said:

"Want to eat? Please..."

The reunion of old friends, Wang Anfeng naturally would not refuse, he walked all the way from the city to the school with Xue Qinshuang, although he didn't feel the passage of time, but he was already hungry and thirsty, sitting next to Murong Tong, waiting for the shopkeeper to serve him soup , but found that Murong Tong kept peeking at him, a little curious, said:

"what happened?"

Murong Tong was slightly startled, first he shook his head, then hesitated again, and said:
"Brother Wang, did something good happen to you?"

"Why are you laughing all the time, and there are some..."

He paused slightly, not knowing how to describe the smile.

Wang Anfeng was startled slightly, subconsciously said:

"laugh?"

He didn't think he was laughing.

But when I raised my hand to touch it, the smile on that familiar face was almost uncontrollable...

Wang Anfeng was a little dazed, thinking of the scenes that happened today, although there were all kinds of unpleasant things, but the corners of his mouth became more and more raised, and he finally laughed out loud.

PS; the second is more...

I don't think Miss Xue and Wang Anfeng are the type who will stick together after meeting each other. They are themselves first...

Oh, the long chapter, it can be regarded as an update... (trying to trade)

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