A good night with Mu Yichuan, enjoying plum and wine tasting, was ruined by Ding Yesheng.
Jiang Su felt bad for Mu Yichuan. The child had never seen plum blossoms several times when he was so old. He managed to enter the plum blossom forest to see it once, but he was disturbed. A river to see plum blossoms.
Forget it today, Ding Yesheng is so drunk, let's carry the person back first.
For Jiang Su and Mu Yichuan, it would not be difficult to fight a drunkard of Ding Yesheng's stature and weight back to the Wulin League. In the case of knocking people unconscious, this is obviously a bit difficult.
Ding Yesheng was so drunk that he could not walk steadily, but he insisted on walking by himself and did not want Jiang Su to help him, so Jiang Su could only follow behind Ding Yesheng with Mu Yichuan, took a few steps, and couldn't help frowning. Q: "Elder Ding, the trial of the sword is imminent. You should keep your state at the peak moment, why do you still drink so much wine?"
Ding Yesheng was still crying and said intermittently: "Wine... wine enters my heart... woo woo..."
Jiang Su: "..."
He really didn't expect that Ding Yesheng would look like this when he was drunk. Jiang Su didn't like to see others crying in front of him, not to mention that the crying person was such a tall and strong man. He felt a little awkward, but again I don't know why Ding Yesheng is sad. After thinking about it, he can only suffocate a sentence: "Don't cry, a man can't cry easily when he has tears."
Ding Yesheng looked at him with tearful eyes: "It's just... It's just that I haven't reached the sad part."
Jiang Su: "..."
Jiang Su couldn't be comforted any longer.
But these few words he said actually aroused Ding Yesheng's desire to talk. Ding Yesheng turned his head to hold Mu Yichuan's hand, and asked him, "This little brother..."
Jiang Su explained: "His surname is Mu."
Mu Yichuan couldn't help nodding: "I'm in Xiamu Yichuan."
Ding Yesheng: "Mu Shaoxia, Jiang Shaoxia, when are you..."
Jiang Su thought he was asking when he met Mu Yichuan, so he was reluctant to answer. After all, he wanted to help Mu Yichuan conceal his identity, so he just said vaguely, "He is my disciple, naturally It's been a while."
Only then did Ding Yesheng suddenly realize, and muttered to himself: "Near...the water tower is the first to get the moon."
Jiang Su: "?"
Ding Yesheng: "There is still a first comer in this world."
Jiang Su: "?"
Ding Yesheng covered his face, trying to hide the grief in his heart, choked for a long time, and spit out: "I know, I will keep it a secret for you."
Jiang Su: "..."
Okay, from start to finish, he didn't even understand a word.
Fortunately, the Wulin League was not too far from Meiyuan, so Jiang Su brought Ding Yesheng back to the Wulin League and sent him to the courtyard where Wanshe Island lived. He ordered the disciples of Wanshe Island to take good care of him, so he returned with Mu Yichuan. Qianqiu Garden.
It was getting late at this time, but Sheng Hechen had not slept yet. At this time, it was easy to wait until Jiang Su came back. He breathed a sigh of relief and hurried forward to greet Jiang Su. He smelled that Jiang Su was full of alcohol. Pretending to meet by chance, he made an excuse for appearing here late at night, and said, "Su'er, you haven't rested yet?"
Jiang Su frowned slightly.
Sheng Hechen raised the knife in his hand at this time, smiled lightly, and said, "Today's moonlight is just right, and under the moonlight in the snow, it is suitable for sharpening the knife."
"You've been grinding all afternoon." Jiang Su said, "Isn't it enough?"
Sheng Hechen coughed: "Sharpening a knife is a delicate job."
"It's just your hohohoho." Jiang Su couldn't help but mutter, "I have to give you a needle for iron pestle."
Sheng Hechen: "..."
"Is it like this for sharpening a knife?" Jiang Su sighed, "Although a knife and a sword are different, they are basically the same."
Sheng Hechen: "..."
Jiang Su wanted to say more, but Mu Yichuan couldn't help yawning, so he closed his mouth and said, "It's getting dark, let's rest."
At this moment, Sheng Hechen remembered that he had not instructed the general manager of the alliance to prepare a residence for Mu Yichuan. He hurriedly stood in front of the two of them and said, "Su'er, I will have someone arrange a residence for Mu Shaoxia now—"
"It's so late, don't bother." Jiang Su was upset by the mess that happened that day, and he didn't bother to deal with other things, so he directly pulled Mu Yichuan's arm and moved Mu Yichuan to his side. He said, "You can sleep in my room."
Sheng Hechen: "..."
Sheng Hechen simply had countless things to say.
But Jiang Su moved quickly and dragged Mu Yichuan into the house. Without a word, he locked the door. Sheng Hechen stood outside the house, gnashing his teeth, wishing he could slash Mu Yichuan with a thousand knives here.
But he can't.
Now Jiang Su doesn't seem to be enlightened. He should just regard Mu Yichuan as a friend, and Mu Yichuan has no further intimacy. He can't even figure out whether Mu Yichuan is theirs or not. rival.
With his stomach full of breath, he went back to his room, lay down on the bed with clothes on, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, finally made up his mind, returned to the courtyard, squatted on the edge of the lotus pond, pricked up his ears, and listened patiently. Watching the movement in Jiang Su's house.
…
Jiang Su said to rest early, that is, he really intends to lie down and rest.
There is only one bed in the house, and he can only share the same bed with Mu Yichuan. Jiang Su doesn't care about that. For him, there is not much difference between sharing the same bed with people and sharing the same bed with Jian. He still puts his sword on the same bed as usual. Under the pillow, he was about to change his clothes and lie down, but saw Mu Yichuan also lift the pillow with him, and habitually put the sword under the pillow.
Jiang Su: "..."
No, that's not quite right.
He is a swordsman, and is used to the sword never leaving his body. When he sleeps alone late at night, of course he likes to sleep with his sword under his pillow, so that if there is any emergency at night, he can immediately take the sword and get up to deal with it.
But it's different now.
Mu Yichuan also put the sword under the pillow. This bed is so big, so doesn't he want to sleep with someone else's wife? !
Jiang Su felt awkward.
Although Wumingjian used to be his hidden sword, the sword he gave out was the water that was poured out. He was upright and would not look at other people's swords any more. Besides, there were two swords under the pillow, if something happened in the middle of the night. , we still have to get mixed up
The more Jiang Su thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He looked at the two swords, hesitated for a long time, and couldn't help but say, "Don't you feel embarrassed?"
Mu Yichuan frowned: "Are you panicking?"
He carefully looked at the two swords side by side under the pillow, thinking that maybe Jiang Su came from a famous family and was pampered since childhood. He was not used to having so many things under the pillow. On the top of their heads, they were satisfied and asked, "How about this?"
Jiang Su: "..."
Jiang Su still felt uncomfortable.
No, he thought about it, isn't that just putting his wife on someone else's head? Can this be tolerated
He has begun to regret living with Mu Yichuan. If Mu Yichuan was not allowed to stay with him, there would be no such troubles, and he would not have to worry about it, but it was too late, and he could not regret it at this moment After thinking about it, he had to silently climb into the bed, picked up his sword and hugged it in his arms, lay down on his side, and said, "I'd better sleep with my arms in my arms."
Mu Yichuan: "..."
After getting along for a few days, he really liked Jiang Su's personality, and he knew that Jiang Su regarded his sword more than anything else. He could tolerate Jiang Su's eccentricities, so he also learned from Jiang Su and took the nameless sword from his head. , while muttering: "Then you can hug and sleep."
Hearing the sound, Jiang Su turned around, frowned slightly, and asked, "Are you going to hug too?"
Mu Yichuan: "Well..."
His injuries have not yet healed. Today was bumpy all the way, and Jiang Su was dragged to the plum garden to share the swordsmanship of the other sects. He already felt sleepy, but he replied in a drowsy manner. Jiang Su also shut his mouth and turned to rest, but he Before closing his eyes, he heard a rustling sound outside, which shocked him to open his eyes in an instant.
Someone was moving their windows.
Mu Yichuan also apparently heard the noise outside, opened his eyes and looked out, Jiang Su simply rolled over and got out of bed, dodged to the window, and was about to bend over to look, when he saw that the window was being poked from the outside. A small hole was opened, revealing Sheng Hechen's eyes.
Jiang Su: "..."
Sheng Hechen: "..."
Sheng Hechen took a step back silently, grabbed a flower on the side, and stuck it in the small hole in the window.
Mu Yichuan asked suspiciously, "Who is it?"
Jiang Su: "...Nothing."
After all, Jiang Su has seen some original plots. He knows that Sheng Hechen has an ambiguous heart for him. In the book, Sheng Hechen sends Jiang Su to go undercover, which is equivalent to making a choice between the rivers and lakes and the beauties. Yes, he really did not expect that Sheng Hechen would come here in the middle of the night to peek.
But Jiang Su thought about it again, but felt that Sheng Hechen's actions were excusable.
It was too bad. He personally sent his favorite person to go undercover in the Demon Sect. In the end, he could only take a peek at it before parting. It was only a matter of people's thoughts.
…
Sheng Hechen blocked the window with flowers, gritted his teeth and took a step back, feeling that things were not easy.
He could hear it clearly outside the window just now, what was being hugged and hugged back and forth, what kind of words of tigers and wolves! Things have developed to this point. He was about to secretly see what was going on, but was caught by Jiang Su, but he still caught a glimpse of Jiang Su's slightly messy bedclothes. , can you mess up your clothes!
No, he has to discuss with Zhang Wenxue.
Thinking of this, Sheng Hechen hurriedly left Qianqiu Garden and rushed towards Zhang Wenxue's residence.
It was getting late, Zhang Wenxue had already rested, Sheng Hechen knocked on Zhang Wenxue's door, and before Zhang Wenxue exited to inquire, he was quite anxious to say the purpose of his trip.
"It's not good, Brother Zhang." Sheng Hechen said with excitement, "Su'er shares the same bed with the Mu... No, they sleep in the same room... No, they hug!"
Zhang Wenxue: "…"