Back then in Xiandu, there were many and mixed rumors about King Ling and Tianxiu.
Some people said that they were close and were rare confidants. This is probably because Tiansu received the most visitors by sitting on the spring breeze, and besides Tiansu himself, Lingwang was the most frequent visitor under the south window.
Some people also said that they have contradictory temperaments and often have conflicts. This is probably because they always find two excuses when they communicate, and this excuse is always "apology".
King Ling is not often in Xiandu, Tianxiu does not chat with others. Few of the rumors fell into their ears, and the rare ones were all laughed at.
As for those subtle, back-and-forth details, only they themselves know.
Perhaps it was because the Tribulation Period was too cold, Wu Xingxue dreamed of a certain winter...
He returned from the world with the boy, and found a row of long ice branches hanging on the eaves and window lattices of the spring breeze.
In fact, there are no four seasons in immortals. The scenery in front of and behind the courtyard of each Yuyao Palace depends on the preferences of the owner of the Yao Palace. Sitting in the Spring Breeze is a rare corner of Xiandu, because it is the same color as the four seasons in the world. There are wind, frost, rain and snow, and there are also sunny days.
It happened to be the coldest year in the world at that time, so in the spring breeze, the Yuyao Palace became the Ice Palace.
The two little boys yelled "Ho", and ran over, stomping their feet and rubbing their hands together, but couldn't help reaching for those jade branches. After it was finished, Li Hashiha held it in his hands panting, and turned his hands back and forth without letting go. Wu Xingxue couldn't laugh or cry when he saw it, and asked, "What's wrong with you two?"
The little boys explained: "My lord, it's cold, but it's beautiful."
Frozen people are really frozen people, but this scene is really pleasing to the eye when paired with the Yunfu Yao Palace in Xiandu.
One of the little boys muttered, "I don't know when Lord Tianxiu will come today, but this thing will disappear after three or two breaks. If you come late, you won't be able to see it."
Wu Xingxue said: "Who told you that he is coming today."
The little boy wondered, "Isn't it always like this?"
Wu Xingxue glanced at the top of his head, but said nothing.
I don't know when, whenever Wu Xingxue returned to Xiandu, the first person he saw was always Xiao Fuxuan.
This seems to have become a self-evident habit, but Tong Yan Wuji couldn't hold back and insisted on pointing it a few times.
Another little boy covered his hands with his sleeves, and recalled solemnly: "Besides, the adults said last time, when we sit in the spring breeze and are covered with ice branches, we will set up good wine for Tianxiu to come and see."
Wu Xingxue actually remembered, but still grabbed the boy by the bun and said, "Which time."
The little boy said "Ouch" and muttered, "It was last time."
"I can't remember the business, but this kind of thing just opens my mouth." Wu Xingxue said lazily.
The little boy was wronged and hummed, but he was still thinking about whether Tianxiu could see Bingzhi or not.
But the older boy replied: "Don't hum, you can see it. Didn't the Lingtai Immortal Envoy just say that? Lord Tianxiu happened to be in Xiandu these few days. Our Lord is back, he must be there in a while."
Wu Xingxue covered her hood with a smock, and walked into the house rustlingly, but said: "Two little things, where are there so many?"
The little boy kept talking, and his feet didn't stop. It may be that I haven't returned to Xiandu for a while, and some people are crazy. The adults in his family didn't give any instructions, the two little things had already put their arms around the jug and set the cups.
As a result, everything was arranged, but was interrupted by an unexpected guest.
Wu Xingxue couldn't remember what happened that day, but only remembered Sang Feng, Meng Gu, and Orge who was in charge of the Xuechi area at that time.
Originally, they were talking about things, but for some reason, the conversation grew longer, especially with Sang Feng's bad mouth, who couldn't stop for a moment.
King Ling seldom neglected visitors, the wine was right there, there was no reason to just show it but not drink it.
So there was scenery and wine, and the few immortal friends were in high spirits. They stayed for most of the day, chatting from noon to night.
The spring breeze that day was in sync with the world, and there was some snow at night. Rao is the god who has seen all the scenes in the world, and it is inevitable that he will be moved. Taking advantage of the wine, Menggu and Orge leaned out in the snow and broke a few ice branches.
Sang Feng was holding the jug at that time, and said: "What Yun Hai said is true, good wine should be treated to beautiful women."
When he said this, Ling Wang actually didn't pay much attention to it.
Because when the snow was falling just now, he vaguely heard a little movement. It was as if someone had landed on a high eaves, leaning against a corner of the eaves with a sword in his arms and looking this way for a while, then turned and left after Sang Feng finished speaking.
The whole sitting in the spring breeze, except for Wu Xingxue, no one seemed to be aware of it.
Even he himself wondered for a moment whether it was an illusion after drinking.
But no matter whether it was or not, King Ling was distracted by drinking this wine, as if he was being scratched by something.
He couldn't remember when Sang Feng and the others left. I just remember that after the guests left, I sat in the spring breeze and fell into a deep silence. The little boy was cleaning up with his spells, and the cups were clinking.
Wu Xingxue listened for a while, but couldn't calm down, so she got up suddenly and went out along the window lattice.
"Where are you going, my lord?" the little boy asked in the room.
"Sober up, don't need to follow." He replied casually, and then disappeared into the night.
What he said was sobering up, and he woke up to Xiao Fuxuan's boundary after three falls.
He saw that there was a light under the south window, and the little boys were standing or sitting cross-legged. They were not polite at all, yawning and muttering in twos and threes, and came in and out a few times occasionally, but there was no sign of their master in the main house.
Wu Xingxue didn't see anyone in the house, so she subconsciously looked at the highest eaves.
Sure enough, he saw a figure sitting on the eaves, with one leg bent, an elbow on his knee, and a sword loosely held in his hand.
Under the south window is the place where the evil spirit in Xiandu is the strongest, and the location of the eaves is a point. Sometimes Tianxiu would sit quietly on that point to suppress the evil spirit.
Generally speaking, it is best not to try and disturb at this time, as it will arouse instinctive vigilance.
But at this moment, King Ling was restless and forgot about this.
He stepped on the high slanted eaves lightly, bent down and reached out to pat Tianxiu's shoulder.
As a result, the next moment is dizzying!
His outstretched hand was grabbed by Xiao Fuxuan, and he turned back and pressed—
When he came back to his senses, he was already pushed against the eaves, Tianxiu's sword was unsheathed in an instant, and the tip of the sword was almost wedged into the jade tile against him.
Xiao Fuxuan half-kneeled on the ground holding the sword, looked down at him, and blinked his long and narrow eyes before regaining clarity.
His thin lips moved, but he didn't speak when he wanted to speak. After a while, he whispered, "Why are you here?"
The sword was still wedged to the side, and he was still half-kneeling, not moving away. The sword energy was still circulating, but it didn't approach Wu Xingxue at all.
But Wu Xingxue didn't break free, and said after a while: "I'll see what Master Tianxiu is doing, and where he has been to just now."
Xiao Fuxuan looked at him with half-down eyes: "For example."
Wu Xingxue: "...like sitting on the spring breeze."
Xiao Fuxuan didn't answer, but the long eyes shone with fragments of light.
It's almost some kind of default.
By default, he went to sit in the spring breeze, by default he heard Sang Feng's sentence "good wine treats a beautiful woman", by default he left again...
The high eaves under the south window fell into a long and ambiguous silence, like some kind of confrontation.
After a while, Xiao Fuxuan gave a low "hmm" and admitted: "I went to sit in the spring breeze, I was not very happy, and I came back again."
Wu Xingxue was scratched again.
He looked at that person, and said in a strange way: "Xiao Fuxuan, a bosom friend will not be unhappy because of this kind of thing."
Xiao Fuxuan's eyes swept across Wu Xingxue's face, and after a long while, he said in a deep voice, "A bosom friend really can't."
After he finished speaking, he looked into Wu Xingxue's eyes again, and said softly, "So why did King Ling come here?"
Wu Xingxue's pinched fingers moved, and the gap between her fingers almost rubbed against the opponent's. He blinked and said, "Come to coax people."