Xianxia Romance: Three Lives and Three Worlds

Chapter 101
Xuan Bingyu smiled, sometimes she felt that Xuan Bingyun's wry smile was more beautiful than his usual smile.

"Why do you have time to come to my Lanshan Pavilion today?" Xuan Bingyun finished packing up the pieces of the five-color glazed statue, made another pot of high-quality fragrant tea and placed it in front of Xuan Bingyu, while pouring a glass for himself. Drink sideways.

Xuan Bingyu casually picked up another cup that was placed on the table, poured it for herself, handed it to her lips, and said, "This tea is called Yue Beiyuan to try new ones, and they are all small and boastful. Stop a hundred boasting, protect it with yellow silk soft, use green bamboo, wrap it with yellow silk clips, use a small red lacquer box for the outside, lock it with gold plating, and store it with thin bamboo silk striata, all of which are heavy. It is worth 40 yuan per boast, which is only enough for a few ou's ears."

"Junior Sister's vision has improved a lot recently." Xuan Bingyun smiled and nodded in satisfaction. There are not many people in the Six Realms who can have the same taste as her, and among the few who have enough talent to talk to her fluently There are only a very small number of people, and among the very few people who can understand themselves are only Senior Brother Xuan Qing and Junior Sister Xuan Bingyu in front of him.

"Senior brother, I'm afraid you have worked hard for this?" Xuan Bingyu sipped the tea in the cup carefully, and the aroma of the tea in the cup slowly and continuously sent into her nose and throat, making her feel a burst of refreshing fragrance , this tea is really the best in the Six Realms, she has heard of it before, but she has never seen it, but seeing it today, it is really extraordinary.

"Thousands of money can't buy a good heart, since you like it, why are you obsessed with other things!" Xuan Bingyun looked at the teacup in his hand and smiled calmly.

Xuan Bingyu stared at Xuan Bingyun thoughtfully through the faint mist from the hot tea in the cup. When she and Xuan Bingyun first met, they were only five or six-year-old children at that time. Her biological parents abandoned her to live on the streets, but was fortunately rescued by Wei Huaiying when she was traveling down the mountain, and then took her back to Cuiping Mountain and helped her practice the righteous way, while Xuan Bingyun was sent by her parents to learn art from Cuiping School because of her frailty and illness. In the Yunxiao Hall, she still remembered that Xuan Bingyun was still an ignorant little boy who only dared to look at her secretly with round eyes. Wei Huaiying looked at the two of them kneeling in His Highness and said, "If there The appearance of Chongyun Yuqi Biyuntian' prosperous age also fulfilled my long-cherished wish for hundreds of years. You are the master of jade, and his master is the cloud, and I have also fulfilled such a prosperous age wish. From now on, you will be called Xuan Bingyu, his name is Xuan Bingyun." After growing up, Xuan Bingyun is good at poetry and painting, proficient in all kinds of rhythms, and his calligraphy attainments are unrivaled in the six realms. It is precisely because of him that he always sees things longer and clearer than her. When she does not understand something, he is always the first to think of him. Xuan Bingyun is different from Xuan Qing. Xuan Qing is a member of the Cuiping School The head of the sect is more responsible for saving the Six Realms, and he always thinks about the world and the Six Realms. His brows are always like the ice that has not melted for thousands of years, but Xuan Bingyun is different. His smile is always the same. The wind is light and the clouds are calm, he has never been attached to things, he has never been attached to common people, and he has never been attached to the Six Realms. In Xuan Bingyu's eyes, he is the most free and easy person in the Six Realms.

"Senior brother, I came to you to tell you something." The vermilion lips of Xuanbingyu, who had recovered from the memories of hundreds of years of smoke, lightly opened.

(End of this chapter)