With a word, Su Zhe wrote the reply letter and put a wax seal on it before he asked the housekeeper to send it to the messenger.

The councillor left overnight again.

Su Zhe stood under the eaves, looked up at the night sky, and took Chen Xian and said, "There will be a moonlight tonight, I will take you around."

Chen Xian followed him carelessly and asked, "What did you ask Lian Qingzhou to go to Yeliang to do?"

"Um?"

"I saw it accidentally just now." Chen Xian said, "He went to the border between Da Chu and Yeliang. But I heard that Yeliang was defeated and had a disagreement with Da Chu. The border should be full of conflicts. Isn't there any danger when he goes there?"

Su Zhe narrowed his narrow eyes and said, "He is coming back soon. He may be able to catch up with the end of the year when he arrives in Beijing."

It's really a narrow road for enemies.

Lian Qingzhou wrote this time that Liu Qianhe defected to Yeliang.

After passing through the somewhat depressed bamboo forest after winter, I didn’t expect that there was a different world behind the bamboo forest.

Chen Xian has never been to this place, and there is a pond that is very wide behind.

The water is calm, and the hazy moonlight is reflected on the water, which is very beautiful.

There is a wooden corridor stretching out from the bamboo forest to the center of the pond.

Su Zheqi sat on the side, bent her slender legs, pulled Chen Xian's hand, and said, "Sit down and accompany me."

Chen Xian thought that it must be the moonlight that was funny, so she forgot how to refuse.

She sat next to her shoulders and Su Zhe. There were no railings outside the Linshui wooden corridor, so she hung her legs in the air and shook them gently irregularly.

The corners of the clothes fluttered, light and agile.

When Su Zhe was at home or in official occasions, he was not only a white robe, but also a light moon white.

In his words, he only needs to wear black clothes when doing bad things.

Wherever other people's eyes can reach, where the sun shines and nowhere to hide, he is as graceful as jade, gentle and harmless as a young man who is indifferent to the world and a great scholar who is full of knowledge.

Chen Xian felt that he was not doing well.

There is one side in front of people, and there is another side in front of ghosts.

Only now has Chen Xian got to know him a little bit.

When talking about Su Zhe’s rebirth tonight, Chen Xian felt a little complicated. She didn’t know if it was sympathy or...heartache, which made her feel uncomfortable.

A person who is wandering and doesn’t even know when he is born. He only knows that his life is in trouble. What kind of experience is that?

Chen Xian scooped his moon-white soft clothes in his hand and asked, "Su Zhe, which one is the real you? Is it you who is black or you who is white."

Su Zhe said: "Is the me in your eyes black or white? Then I am like that."

"Why do you have to live so tiring? You are not afraid that you will not even know what you are like after a long time."

He smiled, his slightly cool fingers gathered the hair in Chen Xian's ears, and said, "It's good that you know. When I'm confused, remember to remind me."

Chen Xian raised his head and crashed into his deep gaze.

Chen Xian said: "You probably misunderstood. I am not so close to you."

Su Zhe silent for a while and said, "But do you treat me as a friend? It is normal for friends to remind you kindly. Some friends can get along with each other for the rest of their lives."

Later, Chen Xian realized what kind of mood Su Zhe was in at that time and called her a friend.

Chen Xian actually wants to say that there are very few friends who can get along with each other for the rest of her life. Some have started a family and started a career, while others have taken care of their husbands and children. Perhaps one day they will fade away.

But she didn't say it, as if it was a bit disgusting.

Su Zhe fiddled with the bamboo flute on her waist with his fingers and asked, "Can you lend me some money to blow this bamboo flute? I forgot to bring it."

Chen Xian silently untied the exquisite bamboo flute and handed it to him.

Su Zhe's slender fingers turned around with the bamboo flute, put them on his lips, and jumped lightly as his fingers opened and jumped, and the smooth tone slowly emerged from the flute cavity.

This flute is better in its craftsmanship and compactness. Compared with other flutes, the sound of the flute is clearer and thinner, which can be said to be less charming.

But Chen Xian heard the gentle and lingering smell, as if it was made of heaven, like a wisp of gauze and the hazy moonlight, perfectly matched by the hazy moonlight.

It lays quietly down, spreads on the moon in the water, and on people's shoulders.

Chen Xian supported her head and was fascinated by listening.

After Su Zhe stopped, she said for a while: "I seem to have heard the story, but it's a pity that there is no wine."

Chen Xian is not a fool. She seemed to know the orphan he learned, the puppet she found, and the sound of Su Zhe's flute, and she seemed to know the importance of the orphan in his heart.

She curled her lips and said, "It seems like you have revealed a lot tonight, it's not like you who are usually free from water. As a friend, I'm very happy that you can open your heart to me."

Chen Xian looked at him, "Do you need me to comfort you?"

Su Zhe said as if nothing happened: "If you need it, please comfort me."

"I said that you have never liked any woman, but it turns out that it is not. You just liked it but didn't get it." Chen Xian said slowly,

"The most tormenting thing in this world is the word "no". No wonder, she has married as a wife, and you still miss it so much."

Chen Xian couldn't tell what she was feeling specifically.

Knowing that Su Zhe would not take her seriously, he had always been just joking with her, and he always pretended to be another person; she didn't need to take Su Zhe seriously, and she didn't need to have any psychological burden, and she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

But it seemed like I had a breath again.

Chen Xian reached out and hooked Su Zhe's shoulder, comforted him casually: "Brother, think about it, is there no grass in the world? The good ones are still behind. After all, you are still so young now, with good looks and talent."

Su Zhe looked down at the hand on his shoulder and said, "Well, I think you are just fine."

Chen Xian narrowed her eyes and said, "I am comforting you seriously, so you can't be comforted seriously?"

After Su Zhe smiled indifferently, he turned to look at the moonlight in the water and said, "Axian, I don't know if you can understand this feeling."

Chen Xian didn't say anything, waiting for him to say.

"From her toddler to her slogans, I helped her walk and listened to her talk. I worked hard to practice martial arts to protect her; I worked hard to study because I wanted to have something to teach her. When I was good to someone, I wanted to give her the whole world."

Chen Xian thought for a while and said, "From her growing up to getting married now, she is only in her twenties at most. Judging from your appearance now, you should be a few years older than her. You have to be ahead of her in everything you learn, and you should be the best of your life."

"I forgot what hardship is, I just remember how happy it is."

Su Zhe said, "Later, when her family changes, she hated me. In order to have a glimmer of hope, I had to push her to others, create a hero for her, save her from danger, and become her favorite."

Chen Xian suddenly felt sad after hearing this.
Chapter completed!