C10

Today was a good day, and marriage was not as tiring as yesterday. As Yun Qiu thought of this, she returned to the bed to rest. Even if she could not sleep, she would narrow her eyes and relieve her fatigue.

When she arrived at her husband's house, she couldn't help but have a better understanding of the situation. She also had to think about how she could explain how her husband often came back to visit Little Dong. Today, after she had married someone, he was truly the only person left in the estate.

Also, her husband was poor, and she was bringing along Yu'er and Mama Qiao. How to convince her husband to let them stay was the most important. I heard that the farmers don't have servants in their families …

Yun Qiu thought about it in a fragmented manner. Not long after, she fell asleep again in a daze. She wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but she seemed to hear the low, clear sound of a flute while she was still half asleep.

In the silence of the night, five distant, even louder sounds could be heard. It was the intersection of dawn and dawn, and everything was deep in sleep.

On the eaves of the capital's largest inn, a few black shadows quickly settled down. One of them, who seemed to be the leader of the group, looked around. After confirming something, he raised his hand and was about to issue an order when he suddenly saw a person standing beside him. When he clearly saw that person's face, he let out a sigh of relief but also secretly felt fear. If this was an enemy, then his life would have long been lost here.

But at the same time, he was also clear about the abilities of the person in front of him. Without giving it time to think, he immediately knelt down on one knee, pulled down a handkerchief and said, "This subordinate greets Lord Ye."

"Oh?" The night flute withdrew the attack that it was about to attack without leaving a trace. After observing the wind for a while, it paused for a moment before asking indifferently, "What do you mean by that?"

Solewind raised his head, cupped his hands, and replied, "Young Master Ye, Master has said that he will wait for you to travel the world together with him whenever you wish."

The night flute was startled after hearing his words, the indifference on his face changed to surprise, then he smiled, his thin lips curled up into a beautiful arc. Under the moonlight, his eyebrows were wide open, if he did not have that breathtaking beard, then who knows what would happen to him.

It's that kid.

Speaking of which, it was like a memory from his previous life. It was so long ago that he couldn't help but sigh at the vicissitudes of life when he thought of it. But, in fact, it was only three years ago.

"What do you want to do when you're free?"

"Me? Slash! Immediately, I'll travel the world."

"Eh, what about you?"

"..." I want to try to live a normal life. "

At that time, the two of them would always look forward to it in their leisure time. It had originally been a period of time that he did not want to recall again, but now that he recalled it, it was not as repulsive as he had imagined. On the contrary, he felt very nostalgic.

On the surface, Feng Sha had a mischievous smile on his face, but in reality, he was a decisive and decisive person. Feng Yi's attitude was neither humble nor haughty. He was respectful but not flattering. Only that brat could really be taught such a thing.

The night flute raised the corner of his mouth, his mood was a bit happier because he had received news of his good friend. Just as he was thinking, he heard Feng Yi continued, "This little one is here on Master's orders to inform Mister Ye. Recently, there has been a storm in the martial arts world and many people are looking for you. Please be careful."

Just as Solewind finished speaking, he heard the old man in front of him ask something completely unrelated, "Has your master been well recently?"

Feng Yiyi was stunned. He didn't know why the conversation would return to this topic at this moment, but he quickly reacted and replied, "Master has eaten well and slept well. Thank you for your concern, Young Master Ye."

"How did you recognize me?"

Feng Yi realized that he couldn't keep up with the lord in front of him at all. However, he still made use of his reaction speed and replied almost immediately, "Master has a portrait of the young master, and he recognizes you as one of the disciples in our training."

In fact, the most recognizable one was the gold and purple jade flute on his waist that never left his side. According to Master's introduction, the pendant on the flute was a birthday present that he spent an entire hour "tiring" to make for Master Ye. Looking at it now, the creamy white jade pendant was round and beautiful, and it was truly rare good jade. But from what he knew, master would definitely not have the ability to carve those jade artifacts, not to mention the exquisite fan shaped pendant of the purplish-gold jade flute.

Could it be that this "painstaking" hour was used to tie the tassels on the pendant?

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

It really was … Shameless …

Actually, Feng Yi was overthinking things. Although Feng Sha didn't know how to carve beautiful jade, he knew how to make beautiful jade. The purplish gold jade flute and the jade pendant were all obtained by Feng Sha with great effort. However, for fear of losing face in front of his subordinates, Feng Sha said that he had only spent an hour to collect it. In fact, he had spent half a year to do so.

He had always thought that this was a great failure in his life. In fact, this was what he was thinking. An item that even an ordinary person would not be able to buy with a thousand gold coins, but something that he had not spent a single cent on in half a year, he would definitely vomit blood if those who loved to collect jade pieces and antiques found out about it. This was obviously showing off!

Feng Yi's mind was in a mess as he thought about it. However, because of the contents of Feng Yi's words, the night flute was stunned for a moment. Then it understood, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

After all these years, his mischievous and mischievous ability had improved.

Once again, the corner of Night Flute's mouth twitched. He found out that the baleful wind was truly a magical fellow. Just knowing his news had actually made him waste all the joy of the past few years.

"Go back and tell your master that he's not afraid of them, he's only afraid that they won't come." The sound of the flute became a bit clearer. It was as if a sleeping person had finally recovered his spirit and was eager to give it a try.

"Yes." At once, Solewind understood the meaning behind Tick's words, and he replied respectfully.

The flute waved at the half-kneeling Windy, who immediately understood, "Master's words have been brought here, I hope that Sir Ye will be more careful. This little one will take my leave now." As he said this, he cupped his hands in farewell, waved to the subordinate beside him, and with a few leaps, disappeared into the vast night.

Entering the corridor of the inn, Endless Night quietly stood in front of a door for a while before returning to his room to sleep.

Everything was silent, and the night was dark.

Contrary to Yun Qiu's expectations, the actual day of marriage was not a bright, sunny day. Rather, it was full of gloom. Occasionally, there would be a cool breeze mixed with moisture blowing by, which felt rather comfortable.

The weather at the end of July was still warm. If it was really a sunny day like she had imagined, then she would probably faint from the heat early on while wearing these layers of bridal clothing and sitting on the bridal sedan. However, it wasn't too hot anymore, but the cool breeze was too comfortable. She couldn't sleep last night, so she was woken up after only a few hours of sleep. With such a good "sleeping environment", the bridal sedan swayed, causing her to feel drowsy.