Chapter 688: Past events

"Yes and not!"
The woman tilted her head to look at Feng Xuanming, after seeming to hesitate for a moment, she answered ambiguously.
I don't know why the woman's eyes looked at Feng Xuanming with a bit of weirdness and hotness, and she looked at Feng Xuanming's body numb, and she felt her hair terrifying.
"I'm looking for Yifangzhai's boss, hoping that he can take me to find Baiyue Pavilion, I need Baiyue Pavilion's help!"
Feng Xuanming forcibly suppressed the curiosity and doubts in his heart, couldn't help swallowing, and sternly told the woman the purpose of his trip.
Because he knew that too much curiosity would kill the cat, so he didn't try to find any secrets.
"Hahaha, you really are an interesting person. Why don't you ask who I am? Why do I appear here? Why am I the owner of this Yifangzhai?"
After listening to Feng Xuanming's narrative, the woman was taken aback for a moment, then laughed at Feng Xuanming and asked.
"No need!" Feng Xuanming shook his head, his eyes flashed, and said very briefly.
"Hahaha, I don't need one! In fact, you know who I am as soon as I appeared, and you pretended not to know, just waiting for me to say it! Humph, what a treacherous and cunning person."
The woman originally laughed and nodded again and again, but suddenly she frowned slightly, hummed coldly, turned her head very disdainfully, and sat down on the stone bench beside her. She picked up the hip flask on the stone table and said for herself After pouring a glass of wine, he stopped looking at Feng Xuanming and drank himself.
Feng Xuanming's heart tightened, and he secretly said badly! How could this woman change her face like flipping a book? Change when you say change.
"I am very curious, but I know that there are some secrets that shouldn't be known, so don't ask, so I answered you like that. As for your identity, I boldly guessed a bit or two. Since the spiritualist in my hand can emit a strange fragrance, and it is so A violent reaction, then you must have this soul-calling mother Gu, are you a worshiper of the Moon Pavilion?"
Seeing this, Feng Xuanming had to bite the bullet and walked forward, expressing the conjectures in his heart.
"Hmm, you guessed right, I am indeed the person you are looking for. Let's just talk about it, what do you need Baiyue Pavilion for?"
The woman nodded in admiration. Seeing Feng Xuanming's frankness, she stopped selling her, and directly stated her identity.
"I need……"
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On the other side, many things happened in the other courtyard where Du Xuechun was located.
One day, Du Xuechun took Feng Xuanche to watch the sunrise together. The two stayed on the mountain for a night. At first, Du Xuechun was very excited to pull Feng Xuanche and kept talking, but waited until the sun really went from the mountain col. While the edge rose, Du Xuechun leaned on Feng Xuanche's shoulder and fell asleep in a daze, missing the opportunity to watch the sunrise.
Not only that, after returning to the other hospital, Du Xuechun contracted the cold and kept coughing. Feng Xuanche was very distressed when she was watching. He called the doctor to see Du Xuechun overnight.
Although the doctor gave Du Xuechun a look, he only said that it was not a major problem, just take a few medicines and take a good rest. But Feng Xuan Che was troubled by taking medicine for Du Xuechun.
The so-called good medicine is bitter and beneficial to the disease, but Du Xuechun refused to listen to persuasion. He only felt that the Chinese medicine was too bitter, so he refused to take it obediently.
Feng Xuanche asked Du Xuechun to take a sip of Chinese medicine and taste a candied fruit, but Du Xuechun was good, nodded and promised to drink the medicine obediently, grabbed a handful of candied fruit from the table and stuffed it into his mouth to taste a few. All of a sudden, Feng Xuan Che was pushed aside and ran away.
The two of them struggled with each other's wits and courage in the other yard every day. They looked cheerfully, and they were envious of the crowd around them, and they all hoped that they would be happy forever.
But the old master was really killed by Feng Xuanche and Du Xuechun.
At the beginning, the old master still shook his head and muttered: It's really damaging! But as he went to the back, the old master had to change from contempt to envy, to despair at the back.
"When are you two going back to your place? I'm tired of being crooked in front of the old man every day. I really can't stand it anymore. If this goes on, hum, I'll leave to show you!"
After studying a newly acquired chess book, the old master just walked out of the room and was about to spend some time in the courtyard to soak in the sun. He saw Feng Xuanche holding Du Xuechun's hand standing under the cherry blossom tree, and constantly praised Du Xuechun's growth. Mei, and raised a hand to pluck a cherry blossom in Du Xuechun's hair bun, but Du Xuechun buried her head in Feng Xuanche's arms with a shy expression.
The old master who was watching almost didn't get bored to death, his whole body got a lot of goose bumps, and he raised his hand in grief and patted the railing next to him, showing a tragic look just looking up and howling.
"Hahaha, old master, don't get excited! If you are envious, go and find the one in your house. Then, won't this little courtyard become more lively? You say so?"
Feng Xuanche disagreed, and laughed happily, raised an eyebrow at the old master, and joked with a smirk on his face.
"You bad boy, what nonsense! It's impossible for me and that person in this life. Hmph, you are so nonsense."
When the old master heard Feng Xuanche's words, his face turned red, like a shelled shrimp, and he hummed softly. He was about to shake his sleeves and leave, but Feng Xuanche grabbed the embroidery pendulum.
"Old Master, don't be angry! Is it right or wrong, is it really that important? If one day she is really gone, don't cry for me to drink. I don't drink this wine!"
Feng Xuan Che looked at the old master helplessly, his tone of voice filled with solemnity and expectations.
The old master froze and stopped. He didn't turn around to look at Feng Xuanche. After a long silence, he sighed and shook his head. He just said: "Smelly boy, do you know how much I envy you? Not me. Hey, it's actually right or wrong. I've put it down a long time ago, but I can't get past the hurdle in my heart! I can't get past it!"
Feng Xuan Che couldn't see the old master's expression, but from his tone, he could feel the bitterness and sadness that penetrated his bones. Feng Xuan Che had to let go of his hand and let the old master leave.
"Xuan Che, what's wrong with the old master?"
Du Xuechun, who had been standing in the distance watching, saw that the old master had left, and Feng Xuanche had been still in a daze and was still motionless. He couldn't help but become worried, and stepped forward and asked with concern.
"It's okay, the old guy is hurting the spring and sad autumn again!"
Feng Xuanche shook his head, twitching the corners of his mouth to show a smile to Du Xuechun, but found that he couldn't laugh at all.
"Who is she in your mouth?"
Seeing Feng Xuanche's appearance, Du Xuechun actually didn't want to ask more, but couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart, so he asked more. Maybe she can help.
"She? That's the old master's lover. As for the two of them, they loved to die when they were young, but they always quarreled when they were old. Later, because of a misunderstanding, they parted ways since then. The old master had the old lady in his heart, but She was so stubborn that she didn't want to bow her head first, and that mother-in-law was like that, so the two of them stayed in a stalemate for decades."
Seeing that the cherry blossoms on Du Xuechun's hair bun were crooked, Feng Xuanche said, raising his hand to straighten the cherry blossoms for Du Xuechun. After seeing that it was finally set, he smiled faintly.