063 Dragon Boat Festival

"Big prince, the girl is very scared. Let's help her go to bed first..."

Cheng Cangyi stretched out his long arm and easily picked her up and put it on **.

Bitong blushed, and the eldest son is always so nervous.

Cheng Xueyan was still very excited and kept muttering that someone had attacked her and insisted on searching the house.

Cheng Cangyi had to look around with Bitong and returned to comfort her: "There is really no one. I think you accidentally bumped into something...cough..."

"Yes, the room is so dark, and the girl is anxious..."

Cheng Xueyan is a little confused. Is it really her own hallucination? I'm really dizzy...

"I have to clean up the girl's wound quickly, otherwise it will leave a scar."

So it finally successfully diverted Cheng Xueyan's attention.

"It's late at night, should the eldest son..."

Cheng Cangyi has been sitting on the embroidery pier and deeply confessing his recklessness. This will stand up, rub his hands, and take out a small bottle of celadon from his arms.

"Practicing on weekdays will always hurt your muscles and bones, but if you apply this moon ointment, you will be fine on the next day..."

"Sir, this medicine is so fierce that I'm afraid the girl used it..." Bi Tong saw Cheng Cangyi's look and quickly took it with both hands: "Thank you."

"I'm still careful these days. The jade fox is back. Any family with a daughter who hasn't left the cabinet has closed its doors and windows recently. Here..." He looked at the terrace, looked sad, and then bent down and pulled out a dagger from the side of his boots and handed it to Cheng Xueyan: "If anyone dares to come in, you..."

It is a three-inch-long dagger with a sharp steel blade and a cold light between rotations. The two-color patterns of gold and ink on the knife handle are staggered, which is hard and cold.

Although it is a treasure of self-defense, Cheng Xueyan feels that it is prepared for the enemy.

"Six..."

As soon as Bitong made a mistake, Cheng Xueyan couldn't help but suddenly make a sound.

Cheng Cangyi felt guilty again and said goodbye quickly.

Cheng Xueyan watched him jump down from the terrace quickly, and a flash appeared in her mind...

Brother really... cares about me so much!

Bitong took the moon ointment and hesitated to apply it to the girl. This is a medicine for men...

"Only once, doesn't it matter?"

Cheng Xueyan doesn't want to have a swollen chin.

"The maidservant only wiped a little for the girl..."

Bitong carefully picked a little paste with her small nails, gently evenly, and carefully applied it.

"Bitong," although Cheng Xueyan's jaw hurt when she spoke, she couldn't help asking, "Who is the jade fox?"

"He," Bitong's hand stopped unconsciously, and her cheeks were slightly hot: "It's a flower picker..."

"Flower Picker?" Cheng Xueyan was interested.

Although this flower picker is no different from the modern QJ criminal and obscene man, the flower picker... What an elegant name!

"It seems that the girl is not going to remember the past," Bitong's voice was a little helpless, but more excited: "That was when the girl didn't come out of the cabinet. The jade fox once said that he was going to rob the girl..."

"Ah..." Cheng Xueyan simply sat up.

The lady who is ashamed of the moon, the unruly young man of Jianghu... Kuangqi love!

"What happened later?"

"Later?" Bitong put away the moon spirit ointment: "If the girl gets married, this matter will be over."

"Oh." The tone was greatly disappointed and lay down.

A good chivalrous shadow was destroyed by Gu Sanxian.

Bitong remained excited: "The girl got married, and he also disappeared, but he didn't expect to come back three years later..."

Come back? Could it be... she began to continue to conceive a more ancient strange love... A graceful abandoned woman of a rich family, an unswervingly affectionate man, breaking through feudal confinement and flying into the sky...

But now she has become an abandoned woman. If she is not a boudoir girl, will this strange love still happen?

"Oh, I don't know where he is now?" Bitong showed a look of longing.

She threw two bundles of inquiry.

"Has anyone seen him?" She asked angrily.

Bitong shook his head: "It seems that no one has seen him, but I heard that he is more beautiful than a woman..."

"Since I haven't seen him, how can I know he is beautiful?"

Bitong sighed: "The girl doesn't know. Although the doors and windows of the house are closed, those girls have kept their eyes on the doors and windows of the boudoir and are looking forward to seeing him..."

The pursuit of girls in time and space is really strange. Is this whether men are bad and women don't love?

"I don't know what kind of girl will enter his eyes and tie his heart in the future..."

"Isn't he a flower thief?" Naturally, as long as it is a flower, it will not be let go.

"The girl doesn't know that although this jade fox is a flower picker, she has never heard of the girl lose her body. It is said that someone really waited for him to come to the door, get excited and fainted. When he woke up, everything was fine. She told others that she had seen the jade butterfly, but no one believed it at all. Some people laughed and said that it was the jade fox who was dazzled and went to the wrong door. As a result, they saw that the goods were wrong and immediately scared away..."

The master and servant laughed for a while.

Bitong looked at the sky: "Girl, let's take a break. Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, and some are busy..."

Is today the Dragon Boat Festival?

Cheng Xueyan thought for a moment, yes, the Dragon Boat Festival is coming.

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It may be due to a slight concussion. This sleep was very heavy, but it was awakened by a shake.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a few heads wandering around in front of her. She finally caught them together and put them together, but Cheng Cangpeng.

Seeing her wake up, Cheng Cangpeng smiled like a small dough and immediately pulled up his sleeve and stretched out his left arm to show her.

The white and tender arms as round as lotus roots are tied with several colorful silk threads.

"This is given by my mother, this is given by my mother, this is my sister's, this is Sister Scherman's, this is ice, young, beautiful..." He said one by one, it's really difficult for him to remember so many similar five-color silks so clearly: "This is Bitong..."

Bitong came in with a copper basin and a smile: "In this way, our little son will stay away from illness, be safe and healthy, and live a long life..."

Cheng Cangpeng raised his little mouth and said crisply, "It takes a lot of effort to make a miscellaneous group, and the rope is lighter than the arm wrapped in gold. Do you still remember Xiaoyu Yulang? Colorful knots of one heart at the end of the year.

is actually an interesting love poem.

Cheng Xueyan squeezed her lips and asked with a smile, "Who taught you this?"

Cheng Cangpeng pointed to Bitong.

Bitong blushed and lifted the curtain to hide.

"Well, Sister Xueyan will also add one."

Cheng Cangpeng immediately squeezed his little mouth with a serious and cute expression.

She took the needle and thread, chose the blue, red, black and yellow colors, and twisted it. Just as she was about to tie it, she felt it was inappropriate. She weighed the silk thread for a moment, skillfully braided a satisfactory knot and put it on his wrist, made retractable buttons for the convenience of removal, and tied a golden bell at the end.

Cheng Cangpeng was so happy that he kept shaking his wrist to listen to the bell ringing.

Bitong lifted the curtain again.

"Little son, why don't you go back soon? It's time for the Mothers to come again."

Cheng Cangpeng immediately lifted the silk quilt and drilled it in, but his buttocks were exposed, and his calves kept kicking backwards.

"I won't go back, I want to be with Sister Xueyan..."

Boo couldn't help laughing.

"Bear him a few of those dumplings..."

Cheng Xueyan patted his little buttocks with a smile, but he suddenly got out of the quilt, took out two eggs from his arms and stuffed one for her: "Blam the egg, hit the egg..."

Then she hit the egg without waiting for her to be ready, but when she saw a piece of egg in her hand shrill, she immediately shouted, "I won!" I won..." Then he made a riding posture and ran out of the door with a whip.

When Bitong rushed to the terrace with rice dumplings, the pony rushed out of the courtyard early.

"There is no blessing like this."

"You can pack two and send them to him later. Oops..." Cheng Xueyan was about to go to the ground, but there was a scream.

It's to blame for kneeling on the hard ground for an hour and being kicked inexplicably yesterday. It would be sore all over and almost sit on the ground.

Bitong hurriedly asked her to sit in front of the dresser.

"Ouch!" Another scream.

The panda appeared in the mirror. Fortunately, it was not a problem. Let Bitong bring the overnight tea, take out the leftover tea, wrap it in a veil, and apply it to her eyes.

About a quarter of an hour later, take off the tea bag.

"Huh, it's really gone. I was worried just now. If there are two of them, how can they make an appointment after dusk?"

Bitong took out a piece of lettern from her sleeve like a trick and shook it in front of her eyes with a wry smile.

She reached out to grab it but failed, so the two began to catch chickens in the house, and it was bound to end with her victory.

Expanding the blue and white letterhead, I saw two lines of elegant books above... "The pavilion overlooks the clear stream, and the platform faces the green field. Willows on the moon, people make an appointment at dusk...

She understands the last two sentences, and the first one is...

Bitong looked confident: "Girl, let's clean up first. I'm busy today."

Cheng Xueyan quickly grabbed Linghua... The scratches on her chin disappeared, but they were a little swollen. Although it didn't matter, she looked a little charming and cute, but... But how could she meet Ling Su in such an imperfect posture? Her pitiful little chin...

No!

She swung around the house twice, rushed to the terrace, suddenly stopped, and stared at a corner of the courtyard...

Yes!

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During the Dragon Boat Festival, the house had already hung the portrait of Zhong Kui given by the emperor at the head of the door, and the girl sent by his wife invited the girls in each room to gather in the Bicui Hall.

and near noon, Cheng Xueyan came to Bicui Hall with a refreshing bath soaked in calamus and wormwood leaves.

Along the way, I saw wormwood hanging on the doors of each courtyard. When walking through the Manxue Pavilion, two little girl were piling up the bunches of hollyhock, pomegranate and papoctopus to the door.

When she got up early, she saw that the bottles in the room were occupied by sunflowers, pomegranates, wormwood leaves and yellow jasmine flowers. Bitong took the wormwood leaves and inserted them on her head, saying what kind of "Dragon Boat Festival scene" could be removed, but why did Manxuege throw them out?

"Our girl doesn't like these colored flowers. It looks annoying." The little girl explained.

"Every year, it's just thrown out in the morning." Another hurriedly added a sentence.

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