Chapter 1933 Yellow Leaf Post

"Cough!"

A light cough, silent in the long night.

But in Jiang Wang's ears, it sounded like a landslide, deafening.

His fragile emotions were shattered in an instant, and when he looked up, he saw the high-spirited Tianjiao again.

He held Ye Qingyu's shoulders and looked back, and saw Jiang Anan, who jumped out from the corner and suddenly froze in place with his eyes wide open - he thought the visitor would be the great master Ye, because the light cough that almost broke Guanzizai's ear was obviously the voice of the great master Ye.

The two of them jumped away in an instant like frightened birds.

Ye Qingyu adjusted his sleeves uncomfortably.

Jiang Wang took the initiative: "Jiang Anan! Why are you still not sleeping so late? Do you know that you won't grow taller this way? Can you get up for the morning class tomorrow?"

Jiang Anan was obviously stunned by these three questions. She forgot what she wanted to say and said pitifully: "Today is the Yunchao Festival. Do I have to do the morning class tomorrow?"

Jiang Wang was about to show his parent's authority and make a fuss when he saw the stupid gray dog ​​who had chased here from somewhere.

This stupid dog, which he bought from an ordinary farmer's family, almost ran out of his short legs when he saw him. It rushed in front of him, spun around his legs, and jumped and spun around like crazy, shaking its tail.

"An'an." Ye Qingyu finally straightened the non-existent wrinkles on his cuffs: "Didn't Wang Yueyi say you were sleepy and take you to rest? Why did you come out again?"

Jiang An'an walked in familiarly and wrinkled her nose: "I said I'm not sleepy, I'm waiting for my brother. I don't know why, Senior Sister Wang insisted that I was sleepy and dragged me to her room to sleep..."

Ye Qingyu certainly knew why Wang Yueyi insisted on dragging Jiang An'an to sleep, and interrupted the little girl's complaints: "Although your meridians are opened, your body is not yet shaped, so you really need to eat more and sleep more...Where's Wang Yueyi?"

Jiang An'an walked closer while secretly glancing at Jiang Wang's face. Seeing that he had no intention of objecting, he jumped in front of Jiang Wang and held his hand. He said with a smile: "Senior Sister Wang fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed, so I ran over to wait for my brother!"

Ye Qingyu was speechless for a moment. This Wang Yueyi!

Jiang Anan is still young and growing up. The human body has a process of accumulating secrets, so of course he needs to sleep more. But for practitioners of Wang Yueyi's age, they can already use practice to replace sleep.

Although practice is hard and sleep is comfortable, only a very few people will practice day and night, but you, Wang Yueyi, have a heavy responsibility!

Jiang Wang looked down at Jiang Anan and whispered, "You know I will come today?"

"Did you promise last time!" Jiang Anan said firmly, "You will do what you promised. You are a man!"

"Yes, I am a man." Jiang Wang smiled gently, "Then will you do what you promised me?"

Jiang Anan didn't remember what she promised, but she remembered something more important. She took her brother's hand and walked out of the yard: "Come, come here, I have something to ask you."

Jiang Wang and Ye Qingyu exchanged glances, and then followed his sister out obediently.

The brother and sister turned out of the yard and blocked Ye Qingyu's sight with the yard wall.

The stupid gray chased out with its tail wagging. Jiang Anan pointed with her little hand, and it wagged its tail and went back to the yard to supervise Ye Qingyu.

Seeing her little adult look, Jiang Wang said with a bit of amusement: "What is so mysterious that you have to hide it from your sister Qingyu?"

Jiang Anan hushed, waved to her brother to squat down, and whispered in his ear: "Do you know that today is sister Qingyu's birthday?"

"I know." Jiang Wang nodded.

"Then did you prepare a gift for her?" Jiang Anan said seriously: "I saw you hug her, but you didn't have anything in your hands--"

Jiang Wang covered her little mouth, a little embarrassed: "What are you talking about! Your sister Qingyu and I are just friends who haven't seen each other for a long time, so we hugged each other gently."

"Not gently." Jiang Anan blinked: "Hold tightly."

Jiang Wang had to act like a parent: "Children should stay out of adult matters. You are not allowed to talk nonsense to others, do you hear? Especially your big and small sister Wang, brother Fang and brother Yuan."

Jiang Anan snorted: "I'm too lazy to say it, and I can't have more snow crane legs."

"You can't say three more!" Jiang Wang glared.

"I know, I know." Jiang Anan waved her hands impatiently: "You adults are really troublesome. You can't say this, you can't say that, if you have the ability, don't do it!"

Jiang Wang started to take out the copybook.

"Ding-dang-dang..." Jiang Anan made up a song for herself, took out a long and thin brocade box, presented it with both hands, and said flatteringly: "Brother! Look!"

Jiang Wang opened it doubtfully, and saw a beautiful gold and jade hairpin lying in the brocade box: "What is this?"

"I bought this item with the money you gave me, not the money given by Uncle Ye." Jiang Anan said obediently: "So this is the gift you bought for me, brother."

Jiang Wang reached out and rubbed her little head: "This is the birthday gift you prepared for your sister Qingyu. What will you do if you give it to me?"

Jiang Anan tilted her head and thought for a while: "I will give her the little turtle I raised."

"You still raise your little turtle yourself, and I also prepared a gift." Jiang Wang smiled confidently: "Don't underestimate your brother."

As he said, he stood up and walked into the yard again.

At least he reached the door, and his confident steps were a little hesitant.

Then he turned his head again and took the brocade box in Jiang Anan's hand: "Brother will keep it for you."

Walked back to the courtyard again...Ye Qingyu stood there quietly.

Brighter than snow, more like the bright moon than the bright moon.

Ye Lingxiao placed her on the throne above the clouds, making her spotless and untainted. He gave her all the beauty in the world, hoping that she would be pure and happy all her life.

It is inevitable that she will be farther and farther away from the human world.

Jiang Wang is indeed an unexpected factor, a person who rolls in the blood sea and mud.

One is above the clouds, and the other is under the maple, and the two sides have no intersection.

Even if it was a glimpse in the beast's lair, the cloud order should be old in the world. With Jiang Wang's character, he will never activate it in his life.

Until the red maple was stained with blood, she came out of the cloud...

Only when the appearance of this man was outlined in her mind did her eyes ripple and she felt the reality of the human world.

She has always been loved, so she knows how to love.

Jiang Wang stopped.

The last time he returned from the demon world, he opened the Tong Zi Jian after waking up and saw the dense thoughts. He also rushed to Yuncheng as soon as possible, and stopped outside Yuncheng.

But this time he stopped, it was different from that time.

The mood at this moment was also different from before the hug.

"Just now, I forgot to give you a gift." He said, and he was a little nervous.

"How could you forget such a big thing?" Ye Qingyu smiled with his eyes bent.

"..." Jiang Wang couldn't say, you hugged me, and my mind went blank, and I couldn't remember anything. So he just took out a thin book from his arms and handed it forward: "Here."

"You won't write a whole book of poems for me, right?" Ye Qingyu took the thin book with a smile, flipped it open and took a look, and smiled even happier: "You put your heart into it, Xiao Jiang."

Qingyu on the cloud, Xiao Jiang under the maple.

This is the signature they have used for a long time, along with each other's letters.

As if meeting, as if meeting...

So when he called her 'Qingyu', she naturally called her 'Xiao Jiang'.

Not unfamiliar, because it has always been familiar.

"My brother can write poems?" Jiang Anan came over curiously at this time, tilting her head to read the thin book. Thanks to Brother Yan's urging, she has recognized many words at a young age. "Flames and Burning Cities are based on several assumptions of Yun... Seal?"

Ye Qingyu laughed out loud.

Jiang Wang's old face turned red, and he quickly handed over the brocade box: "In fact, there is a second gift!"

When she opened the brocade box and saw the inlaid gold and jade hairpin, Ye Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. She was really afraid of receiving a brush for practicing calligraphy. It was not right to use it, and it was not right not to use it.

"It looks so good!" She smiled softly, "Can you help me put it on?"

Speaking of the hairpin, Jiang Wang is confident.

The old Princess Yang, the peerless beauty who ended the legend of Fu Hai, once praised it.

He then used his index finger to pick up the hairpin, caught it in mid-air like lightning, and with one sword - one hairpin returned to the hair.

Before Ye Qingyu could come to his senses, Jiang Wang had already clapped his hands in a chic manner: "Okay!"

"Great!" Jiang Anan enthusiastically applauded.

Chunhui also shouted.

"Well..." Ye Qingyu was still considering his words.

Jiang Wang boasted enthusiastically: "There are nine changes in the hairpin I just used. If you want to crack it..."

"It's getting late!" Ye Qingyu finally thought of what to say: "You've been running around all the way, go to Tingyun Pavilion to rest first, I have asked someone to prepare bedding."

"...Okay." Jiang Wang was still not satisfied, but he could only stop for now: "Then we'll talk tomorrow."

The brother and sister left the small courtyard and walked out with Chunhui.

Jiang Anan excitedly asked Jiang Wang to go back to the house with her, saying that she had prepared a surprise for her brother.

Lingxiao Pavilion really has nothing to say about Jiang Anan, the true disciple.

At a young age, she had a separate courtyard in Lingxiao Secret Land, and it was in the core area, very close to the small building where Master Ye was. It can be said that she was completely under the protection of "the most powerful man in the world who has no rivals in the world".

There was a fancy dog ​​house in the courtyard, and a pond with lotus flowers and green lotus leaves.

As soon as Chunhui entered the yard, he excitedly invited Jiang Wang to visit his dog house.

The roof was painted with colorful paint, and the painting style was a mixture of freehand brushwork and restrained in the unrestrained. It seemed like a cow or a pig? In short, it was very "An'an-style aesthetic".

There was a flower bell hanging in the doorway, and it rang when Chunhui's dog tail knocked it.

Jiang An'an walked to the edge of the pool and meowed twice.

After a while, a blue little turtle emerged from the lotus leaf and broke through the water.

Jiang Anan took a handful of food from the food bowl next to her and sprinkled it on the water: "Little turtle, little turtle, tomorrow you will no longer be surnamed Jiang, but Ye. I will give you to Sister Qingyu!"

Jiang Wang watched all this quietly, as if he saw how Jiang Anan lived during the days when he was absent.

She was already a big child over nine years old, almost ten years old...

After feeding the turtle, Jiang Anan led her brother into the inner room.

In her little room, the most eye-catching thing is the revolving food cabinet. It is very beautiful. It has five sides and five edges, each side is divided into many drawers, surrounded by transparent colored glass, and it moves automatically without wind, at a uniform and slow speed.

The array pattern on the cabinet is obviously there to ensure the freshness of the food.

She stepped forward, fiddled with it nimbly with her little hands, and then walked back to Jiang Wang holding a big bowl, holding it high, her face filled with anticipation: "This is called Feng Xiaolian, try it, brother!" "

Jiang Wang took it with a face of surprise and praised it first: "It smells so good!"

He wasn't entirely flattering, the fragrance of Fengxiaolian was indeed refreshing.

Looking at the colors in this bowl, it is filled with jade liquid and water lilies are blooming on the water, but where the buds should be, there are lifelike white jade phoenixes.

The color and fragrance are both exquisite.

It makes people drunk before they taste it.

A jade bowl containing Phoenix Xiaolian is placed on the small square table.

Jiang Wang sat on one side and Jiang Anan sat on the other side.

She rested her chin on her hands and looked at her brother without blinking. Until the words "It's so delicious!" came out of my brother's mouth.

Then he grinned with satisfaction, smiling very contentedly.

Jiang Wang pushed the jade bowl over and said, "Take a bite too."

Jiang Anan chuckled: "This is specially reserved for you!"

“There was originally a big bowl!

"But I couldn't help but take a small bite."

She made a small gesture with her thumb and index finger: "Then she took another small bite, a small bite...

“I don’t know why, but there are only so many left!”

As she spoke, she pushed the bowl forward with great determination: "It's all yours!"

Jiang Wang did not go against her will and happily ate up the bowl of Feng Xiaolian.

After finishing his meal, he waved his sleeves and said, "Good sister, I also have a gift for you!"

Jiang Anan held her cheek with one hand and drew circles on the table with one finger: "What gift is it?"

"Dang, clang, clang, clang..." Jiang Wang also imitated her to play the music, and then took out a very beautiful yellow leaf, about the size of an adult's hand, with veins like a flower tree, beautiful but difficult to harvest.

There were densely packed fly-headed small letters on the leaves, which gave Jiang Anan a headache just by looking at them.

"This is the first book of the Yang Kingdom, "Yellow Leaves Tie"!" Jiang Wang said excitedly: "It's an authentic work! When Yang Zhen went on an expedition, he didn't return for nine years. When he returned, he saw the tree in the courtyard shaking all over the ground. He said, 'The yellow leaves then fell to the ground. "Luo'" was written by picking up leaves and turning them into paper..."

Earlier, he asked Brother Yan Xian to help him get two copybooks for calligraphy practice in the Yan family school. Originally, he just wanted to collect the different choices of copybooks from the major families in Qi, so that his sister could comprehensively experience the educational atmosphere of the top famous families in Daqi. But Brother Yan Xian had someone drag him a large wooden box on the spot, which contained the original works of famous calligraphers from past dynasties...

At this moment, while taking out other copybooks from the box, he kept talking: "Brother, what I quoted casually just now is the original text recorded in "Yang Lue". You must memorize it later. Reading history can be wise, your brother's This is where wisdom comes from!”

Jiang Anan's little head was getting lower and lower, almost touching the table.

She thought she was actually very sleepy.

Why didn't you sleep with Senior Sister Xiao Wang?

Until I heard the four words "spiritual food" that my brother said so earnestly.

Then she raised her head suddenly: "What does it smell like?"

Thanks to the book friend "What's the Use of Hugging" for rewarding Miaoyu with the character Bai Yinmeng, who is the 21st Baiyinmeng for the Red Heart Patrol!

Thanks to the book friend "Curling the Clouds with One Hand" for becoming the leader of this book, it is the 447th alliance for the Sky Patrol with a True Heart!