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    The spring breeze was swaying, quietly pouring into the room, and when it blew the left and right curtains to float left and right, it also broke the long silence of the room.

    Seeing that, the Taoist said softly: "The wind is blowing."

    "It's not the wind, it's not the flag," Xie Hualang said with a smile on his face, eyes full of joy, "Master Dao, it's your heart that's moving."

    Her voice was soft, like a spring breeze, but there was some deep meaning hidden in her words. Several people in the inner room were stunned when they heard it, and they didn't know what to say for a moment.

    The Taoist looked sideways at her, and there was a rare wave in his eyes, Xie Hualang let him look, and looked back at him with a smile.

    The four eyes met, and they were silent. In the end, he retreated first.

    "Girl," he drooped his eyelashes slightly, showing a bit of youthfulness in his alienation. After a long time, he said, "what's your business here?"

    Xie Hualang smiled and said, "I want to ask the Taoist priest for a peach blossom."

    This is somewhat ambiguous.

    If you think about it in a simple way, you are just begging for a flower in the front yard, but if it is a little bit charming, it has another meaning.

    The young Taoist priest blushed and said angrily, "You, you"

    "I am asking the Taoist priest, not you. Whether to give or not is all in his mind. What does it have to do with you?"

    Xie Hualang didn't blush, on the contrary, he was plausible. He was speechless after what the young Taoist priest said, and then turned to look at the Taoist priest: "Taoist priest, will you give it or not?"

    She looked at his drooping eyelashes and asked with a smile.

    Xie Hualang came from a noble family with outstanding looks. There are quite a few men in the capital who admire her, and there are not a few who come to ask for marriage. However, she doesn't like any of them, but she is alone in front of this man who is many years older than her.  The estranged Taoist priest was a bit distracted.

    She never thought that she would be so bad, so teasing, the more she saw his youthful appearance when he lowered his eyes to avoid hers, and his expression was vaguely embarrassed, the more she liked it in her heart.

    The Taoist priest lowered his eyelashes, not knowing what he was thinking, and Xie Hualang didn't even press him to ask, but just looked at him with a smile, waiting for his reply.

    The young Taoist priest's tender face turned red, and he wanted to say something, but he held back. He led Xie Hualang in earlier, and a middle-aged Taoist priest named Heng Jia stood by, looking at the Taoist priest, and then at Xie Hualang, with a strange expression on his face  .

    After an unknown amount of time, the Taoist stood up and said, "Follow me."

    Xie Hualang got up to follow, and said with a smile, "Master Daoist, do you agree?"

    The Taoist didn't turn his head back, and responded lightly and inaudibly.

    Seeing this scene, the young Taoist priest looked dull and stiff, and Heng Jia also showed surprise. The former got up and wanted to chase, but was stopped by Heng Jia.

    "The viewer has his own opinion," he said with a chuckle, looking at the two people who left one after the other, "we don't want to go and disturb."

    The young Taoist stammered: "But, but how dare she"

    Heng Jia laughed and said, "One is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer."

    The peach blossoms in the front yard are in full bloom, but you can see the beauty everywhere.

    The Taoist priest was in front, and Xie Hualang was behind. When they arrived under the peach blossom tree, they stopped together. Xie Hualang heard him ask: "Which one do you want?"

    Xie Hualang's gaze swept across the peach grove, and finally fell on his face again, and then she looked at him like this, and said with a sweet smile: "I will choose whichever one the Taoist priest chooses."

    The Taoist priest was slightly annoyed by what she saw, so he casually folded a branch and handed it to her, with a somewhat alienated expression, and said: "I've given you the peach blossoms, the girl should leave earlier."

    "Daoist, do you know?" Xie Hualang didn't agree with that, and reached out to pick up the peach blossom. After thanking him with a smile, he said softly: "My name is Zhizhi."

    The Taoist paused for a moment, looked slightly sideways, but said nothing.

    Seeing this, Xie Hualang almost burst into a smile in his eyes.

    Obviously he just wanted to listen, but he still refused to ask.

    Prudence.

    But she didn't poke it. She looked at the peach blossom branch in her hand, and then looked up at him: "I wish to be a deep mountain tree, the branch that grows from branches."

    The Taoist priest still lowered his eyelashes, and after a long while, he said, "It's a nice name."

    "Reciprocity is a matter of courtesy," Xie Hualang said with a smile: "The priest also tell me your name."

    The Taoist raised his eyes to look at her, and said softly: "My Taoist name is Xuanzhen."

    Xie Hualang asked: "Which character is Zhen?"

    The Taoist replied: "It has been successful in use so far, and it is the heart of Wei Zhou."

    "Very good idea," Xie Hualang rolled his eyes and asked again:??, is he"

    Heng Jia shook his head and laughed: "Who knows."

    Gu Jingyang sat quietly in the back hall for a long time without saying a word.

    It was already in the evening, the sun was setting, and the afterglow quietly slanted in, illuminating his face, adding a little warmth to the coldness and alienation, making him more solemn and solemn, like a god sitting in a high position.  .

    Heng Jia stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, you"

    Gu Jingyang lowered his eyelashes, staring at the string of white jade beads on his wrist, and said softly: "Heng Jia, my heart is disturbed."

    Heng Jia was stunned.

    However, Gu Jingyang took off the string of jade beads on his wrist, and with a little force between his fingers, he tore off the silk ribbon connecting the string of jade beads.

    The white jade beads fell to the ground, making a clear singing sound unique to pearls and jade.

    "Zhizhi, Zhizhi." He said softly, "What a nice name." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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