Heiyang quietly looked at Chen Changsheng, then suddenly lowered his head and gently touched his forehead.
Chen Changsheng might have misunderstood the meaning, touched his body, and found that he hadn't brought any food with him, looked up, and saw a few fire loquats growing on the tree on the right hand side, the fruit color had just ripened, and he hushed the black sheep He took it off on tiptoe, and handed it to its head.
Hei Yang tilted his head slightly, still looking at him quietly. This made him feel a little embarrassed, always felt that its eyes seemed to be laughing at him, and he couldn't help but feel a little helpless. At this moment, the black sheep lowered its head, swallowed the fire loquat, and slowly chewed it.
Chen Changsheng heaved a sigh of relief, feeling that he seemed to have accomplished a very remarkable thing.
After the black sheep finished chewing the fruit, he touched his knee again, and then walked towards the autumn forest. Last time in the palace, when it led the way for Chen Changsheng, it did this. Chen Changsheng followed it and walked forward, thinking where is it taking him? Just as he was thinking, he saw the light on Lin's side.
It was still the same stone table, an oil lamp, a pot of tea, two teacups, and the middle-aged woman who couldn't speak.
Chen Changsheng saluted the middle-aged woman with a calm expression, but he was a little nervous - he knew that the black sheep had a special status in the Great Zhou Palace, and it was rumored that only Mo Yu could get close to him, but tonight the black sheep followed this woman. A middle-aged woman came to Baicao Garden, so who is this middle-aged woman
In the past, he thought that the middle-aged woman was a female official in the palace, or even the head of those powerful female officials. Now, it seems that her status may be even higher.
He had thought of a certain possibility, but he immediately rejected that possibility in his heart, because it is well known in the world that the saint is so beautiful, and he was the most famous beauty in the mainland during the reign of Emperor Taizong. If it was really the saint, how could he deliberately modify it? Yanyan came to meet such a small person as himself
Finding that it was Chen Changsheng, the middle-aged woman didn't show any surprise. She just looked at the black sheep and raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she didn't agree with it bringing him here. The black sheep might have guessed that she didn't want to disturb her, so she took Chen Changsheng with her. After arriving at Qiulin's side, he turned and left without making eye contact with her at all.
There was a soft beep, and the woman's fingers tapped on the stone table.
Chen Changsheng sat down, picked up the teapot, filled the two teacups, and respectfully brought one of the teacups to the woman.
The woman picked up the teacup with two fingers, like picking up a stone by the river, brought it to her lips and drank it slowly.
Chen Changsheng picked up the teacup with both hands, like holding up a night pearl, and gently blew on it to his lips.
Seeing his appearance, the woman laughed silently, her expression was indescribably free and easy, as if she was laughing at him for being too cautious.
"It's too hot, not because of anything else."
Chen Changsheng explained with some embarrassment. Then remembering that she couldn't speak, and seemed to be unable to hear, she put the teacup on the table and made a few gestures.
Then, there is tea.
Just like the first time they met in Baicao Garden that night, the woman and the boy didn't have any conversations, they just sat and drank tea, and their eyes rarely fell on each other.
Chen Changsheng was very used to this kind of atmosphere, and it reminded him of his senior brother again. He wondered how his senior brother was doing in the old temple in Xining Town, and when he would be willing to come to the capital.
He didn't know that Mo Yu had already sent people to Xining Town, where people had already gone to the temple, Taoist Ji and his other senior brothers didn't know where they went.
Chen Changsheng's gaze fell on the middle-aged woman, and he lingered for a moment.
He has been thinking about going to the palace to meet the black dragon, but he has no way out. There is no way to ask the black sheep for such a thing... Guessing this middle-aged woman's status in the palace is extraordinary tonight, He suddenly wanted to ask the other party, how can he sneak into the palace? Have you ever heard of a black dragon
No matter how you look at it, he is courting death by doing this—asking a mysterious palace nobleman how to sneak into the palace, and even asking about the absolute taboo at a level like the black dragon, what is it if it is not courting death
But for some reason, he always felt that the other party would be willing to tell him, and he would not hurt himself.
He lived with senior brother Yu Ren since he was a child, and he always felt that deaf-mute people are kind-hearted and good people. When he saw this woman, he easily thought of his senior brother, and felt kind and trustworthy, just like many people saw him. That was the first feeling, and when she reached out to caress his face that night, it reminded him of a person he hadn't thought of for a long time, or a term he hadn't thought of for a long time.
He is an orphan, those two people or nouns never existed in his life, naturally it is hard to think of it, and naturally it is easy not to think of it for a long time.
The hot tea in the teapot is always poured inexhaustibly, and the hot mist on the teacup can never dissipate, but with the slight night wind, the mist drifts away.
Chen Changsheng's hands moved rapidly in front of him, expressing his intentions.
The woman watched his movements expressionlessly, the previous peaceful atmosphere had been replaced by coldness, it was obvious that she was a little displeased because of Chen Changsheng's question.
When Chen Changsheng finished asking about the black dragon, she raised her right hand and swiped three fingers randomly in the night wind a few times.
The movements of her fingers were as elusive as a breeze. If it wasn't for Chen Changsheng's keen eyesight and concentration, he would have been unable to see clearly, let alone understand what she meant.
Of course, knowing what she meant, there was nothing to be happy about.
She asked Chen Changsheng: Are you not afraid of death
Chen Changsheng gestured and said that he didn't want to die, but promises are very important, and he might face some troublesome problems right away. If he can't solve them well, he might never have the chance to enter the palace again, and he might never have the chance to meet that black dragon again. That's why he took the risk of asking her.
Qiu Lin was cold, the woman watched him silently for a long time, then suddenly laughed silently, and gestured: It seems that you are really not afraid of death.
The first sentence is not afraid of death, which represents her displeasure and threat to him, and this sentence is not afraid of death, which represents her judgment on him.
This is what she admired most about him.
The woman dipped her hand into the teacup, wrote a word on the table, then got up and walked towards the palace.
Black Sheep came out from nowhere in the garden, followed her into the woods, and looked back at Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng wanted to send her to the secret door on the palace wall like last time, but he was worried that the word on the table would disappear, so he had to stay.
The tea is black tea, the soup is thick and red, and it is written on the grayish stone table, very clearly.
That is a word for "ice".
Chen Changsheng didn't understand. He looked up, but he couldn't see the figure of the woman and the black sheep.
He and the woman couldn't talk, they could only speak in dumb tongue, and this word was a real charade.
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