Chapter 811 Nine Eggs

Changsun Wugui eats very sweetly, at least it looks like this. Maybe she is a little embarrassed, so she deliberately turns her body sideways when eating, so that Li Xian doesn't see the expression on her face.

Li Xian carefully applied the seasonings he prepared with his own hands on the grilled fish, and carefully grilled them, as if the one in his hand was not a fish, but a very precious work of art. Even today, he has already achieved supreme status in the Central Plains, but he still showed great sincerity for eating.

An attitude.

“Is it delicious?”

Li Xian asked.

Changsun Wugui wiped the oil stains on his mouth and nodded.

"Actually you don't have to make things difficult for yourself like this."

Li Xian suddenly put down the seasonings in his hand and threw the fish that had just been sincerely grilled into the river. Although he couldn't see clearly the grilled fish drifting down in the night, Changsun Wugui's heart suddenly tightened. Her face turned pale, and she lowered her head to look at the half of the grilled fish in her hand and fell silent.

"Your nickname is Guanyinbi, and you have been a Buddhist since you were a child... you don't eat meat."

Li Xian snatched the grilled fish in her hand and threw it into the river again. He sat down beside Changsun Wugui, looked up at the stars in the night sky, and slowly said: "I know that it will never be pleasant to force myself to do something, such as... I started practicing qigong at the age of four and killing people at the age of six. So far, the books I have read should be enough to fill two carriages. Every day, except practicing qigong and martial arts, I read and write... This is not what I like to do."

He looked at the sky and said, "If I could choose, I would rather squeeze in my mother's arms when I was four years old. If I could, I was still playing with mud by the river when I was six. If I could, I was still studying in the village as a teenager, maybe I would secretly draw a turtle on the professor's face and secretly pull out his beard."

“It’s a pity that I have no choice.”

Li Xian turned his head and looked at Changsun Wugui: "I told you all this just to make you understand... It may not be a wise choice for you to change yourself for others."

"I'm really not used to grilled fish, and my stomach is still churning."

Changsun Wugui lowered his head and looked at his toes.

She was silent for a while, looked up at Li Xian's eyes and said, "Sometimes, the choice to change her habits is really uncomfortable, such as eating this grilled fish... When she first tasted it, she started to feel nauseous, but she just forced herself to press it down and didn't vomit it out."

Without waiting for Li Xian to say anything, Changsun Wugui smiled and said, "But after eating too much, the sweetness and deliciousness became more and more obvious."

"So... choices sometimes become painful because they go against your previous habits, but if you choose the right one, you will gradually feel happiness. This is my choice, a willing choice, so it is not as painful as you said before. The things you face are different, so of course we cannot generalize."

She said seriously: "If you didn't study hard, you might not be able to get out of a difficult situation. So, this is the real force to change yourself. But I am different. Although I am also asking myself to change, your change is to deal with the crisis, and my change is to pursue happiness."

"Think about it... I don't seem to feel the pain of the change you said."

She said word by word: "Because in my opinion, change is chasing happiness."

Li Xian was stunned, but didn't know what to say. He originally planned to take this opportunity tonight to persuade Changsun Wugui. Perhaps the happiness she thought was not happiness. But after hearing Changsun Wugui's words, he realized that it was not Changsun Wugui who was stuck in the horns, but himself.

He shook his head and found that he had imposed his thoughts on her.

Changsun Wugui moved his body without caring about the snow-white long skirt on his body. She approached Li Xian and took a deep breath, feeling the breath on his body. She approached carefully and breathed carefully.

"I've fantasized."

She looked at Li Xian with her head tilted: "I have imagined that it was like sitting side by side with you today, saying some irrelevant words, and then giggling and thinking too much, and this thought gradually became deeply rooted in my heart. Maybe you would laugh at me, maybe you would feel that I was talking so bluntly, but I do like the feeling now."

Li Xian turned his head and looked at Changsun Wugui and said seriously: "But you should understand that there are already many women around me. They are all very important to me, you can..."

"Feel sorry."

He suddenly smiled: "This is so pretentious."

"Wait until I come back from Saibei. If you haven't changed your mind yet and feel that following me is a happy thing, then I will naturally not let this happiness disappear from you. Although I can't give you much... maybe it's just a shoulder that you can rely on when you are sleepy."

"Um"

Changsun Wugui nodded, very satisfied.

She found that the encounter was really wonderful. She had fantasized about how to meet and talk to Li Xian many times, and then quietly sat down together to watch the moonlight and the scenery. However, she did not expect that it would come so easily and simply, on such a not-special night or a not-special occasion.

She slowly leaned her head gently on Li Xian's shoulder.

The moment the two people were in contact, she suddenly realized that it was so simple for a woman to control the whole world. Perhaps the world in a man's eyes was so big that it was boundless. And the world in a woman's eyes was just the beloved man in her heart who had never changed.

"When I returned to Chang'an."

She murmured these six words softly, deeply imprinted into her heart.

This is a promise. She knew that once a man like Li Xian made a promise, there would be no change. Perhaps, marrying him would not get everything he had, but what he got was satisfaction.

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"When you were a child, you always forced yourself to practice martial arts and read and write. Is there anything that makes you feel happy? Even now, you will always smile involuntarily whenever you think of it."

She leaned on Li Xian's shoulder and asked at the bright moon.

She was full of curiosity about everything about him. She heard her brother talk about Li Xian’s past many times when he was young. It seemed that his childhood and youth were full of ups and downs. While other children were still snuggling in their mother’s arms at home, he was already pulling the hard bow string by the river that he shouldn’t have touched at that age. While others were still playing fish by the river, he kept thrusting out a dagger.

In that small village in Bazhou, he didn't know how many scars were stabbed by him on the old locust tree at the entrance of the village. In the peach forest two miles away, he didn't know how many peach blossoms were shaken by him. In the Hunniu River not far from the village, he didn't know how many fish and shrimp were frightened by him and fled.

When he was six years old, Zhang Zhongjian knocked the assassin sent by the court with one punch and forced him to pull up the bow that even made ordinary adults stay away. Zhang Zhongjian stepped on the man's chest, less than one meter away from the man. Amid his shrill and sad shouts, the feather arrow sent out shot through the assassin's throat. The wailing was so shrill that it seemed that it was not the assassin who was shot by an arrow but himself.

From that day on, he knew that he could never live the life of an ordinary person again.

He once imagined many times that if he could find a place where no one could find seclusion, there was no need to have beautiful scenery, no need to have delicious food and wine, even if he could just sleep lazyly in the afternoon sun, sleep comfortably and steadily, and not worry about being chased in his sleep, that would be a very happy and happy thing... If he had a choice, the bastard would be willing to practice so hard every day and be willing to kill people.

“Happy…”

He was silent for a while, then smiled: "Maybe after these experiences, it is a very happy and satisfying thing."

"I remember... When I was a child, when my grandfather went to the toilet, I would secretly throw stones into the toilet."

"He will scold...whose little bastard threw the stone!"

Li Xian smiled, as if he saw his brothers living together in that remote village. The burly and sturdy Fuhunu, who had stepped on his shoulders countless times to pick wild dates.

"Mr. Zhang is a person who is addicted to alcoholism?"

"He... maybe he doesn't really like drinking, but he hasn't really got drunk once. He may just like the feeling of forgetting all his worries for the time being. He lost too much for me. He once had a very beautiful wife. Because of me, he lost his wife and Xiao Di lost his mother."

"Actually, when it comes to suffering, Xiao Di should be the one who suffers the most. When she left home, she was still a baby who had not yet had a cradle. I now know who my mother is. There is a portrait in my big tent. I personally drew it. Lao Zhen said that the one I drew had a nine-point charm. But Xiao Di was even more pitiful. She didn't know what her mother looked like. In the words of the grandfather, that woman was just a few pale words."

“Beautiful, virtuous, elegant.”

He smiled: "Grandpa tried to outline a perfect mother's appearance for Xiao Di, but you know, Grandpa is a rough man. He can use all the words he can use, but he cannot vividly describe a living person. Beautiful, virtuous, elegant... I know Xiao Di cannot see his mother's appearance from these words."

Changsun Wugui tightened the cloak that Li Xian was wearing on her body, thought for a while and said, "But Xiao Di is happy."

Li Xian was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "If she is not happy, then all the unhappiness I have experienced will be meaningless."

"Now I know how important Xiao Di is in your heart."

Changsun Wugui nodded, and then told himself in his heart that he would never touch this bottom line. She knew that Li Xian was talking about these things to her on purpose, and if she was stupid, she would probably not guess the meaning behind Li Xian’s words. Xiao Di is someone in Li Xian’s heart that no one can shake, and no one can do it.

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"I remember when I was in Bazhou, one time when I was taking a shower, I stole his clothes and ran to the door of Widow Sun in the village, knocked on the door and threw the clothes in. That time, Widow Sun stood at the door holding the pile of clothes and scolded for a whole morning. He was so scared that Little Bird didn't dare to walk from Widow Sun's door for half a month."

"I still remember Widow Sun scolding at that time... If you have the ability to take off your clothes in my mother's yard, you should have the ability to stand in front of me! If anyone dares to stand up and admit it today, I will sleep with him!"

Hearing this, Changsun Wugui's face turned red and he buried his head in the thick cloak. She felt the scorching hot on her face, but she couldn't help but want to laugh.

"I ridiculed Brother Xiaoniao, saying, are you not confident? You have the ability to let go of twenty soldiers from the Sui Dynasty, but you don't have the ability to let go of one Widow Sun?"

"Brother Bird said, fart! My weapon can be used to directly use dates. Just throw it away with a swing... I said why did you run away when you see Widow Sun? Brother Bird smiled embarrassedly, and then said helplessly, I can beat dates, but to provoke Widow Sun, you must have the ability to fly kites."

Changsun Wugui didn't laugh because she really didn't understand the obscure meaning of Li Xian's talk about these things.

Li Xian himself smiled very happily, and those days have never dissipated in his heart.

"Later, in order to revenge me, Xiaobird secretly wrote the three words Wang Jiudan with a brush behind my clothes. He was very proud... He bet with me that I would dare to walk around the village in that clothes, so he gave me a short knife made of steel. At that time, I was still young and could not dance across the horizontal knife, so a short knife was very tempting to me..."

"Then are you leaving?"

"Go away."

"ah?"

Changsun Wugui exclaimed: "It's so embarrassing."

Li Xian smiled and said, "That day, I asked Brother Xiaobird to follow me in the village. When someone saw it, he asked me, Xiaoxianzi, what is written on your clothes. I said... Wang Jiudan! What does someone else mean? I pointed at Brother Xiaobird and said, "You ask him, this is written by my brother..."

Changsun Wugui was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

She didn't understand the previous one, but she understood this.

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