Thirty miles south of the city, Yashe Bamboo Garden.

The snow is pale, the bamboo is green, there are tea drinkers coming and going, and the silk and bamboo are as light as the wind blowing willows.

With the light and dust, there is no dust, stepping on the snow without a trace, flying from Wuxinju to Zhuyuan, but half a cup of tea.

Because of the geothermal heat, the water of Yashe Bamboo Garden is at room temperature in all seasons, and the bamboo is evergreen. In the back hall of the bamboo garden, next to the warm pool with a bamboo shadow and smoke, there is a white old man, although it is like snow, the clear handsome between the eyebrows and eyes is still difficult to hide the former elegance.

The old man scalded a pot of green bamboo wine, drank alone in the snow, and was leisurely.

"Stinky boy, tsk tsk......" As soon as Heguang Tongchen arrived, he was seen by Hebanzhi, so angry that his beard trembled, and reprimanded, "It's okay if you pretend to be an old man, how can you still get such a look of unsightly skin, it really ruined the reputation of the old man for being handsome and dashing." ”

He Guang Tongchen came out of Wuxinju directly, and did not remove his disguise, but was recognized by his father at a glance, and secretly laughed that he really knew that his son was better than his father.

"It's the child who is not filial. He Guang Tongchen knelt respectfully in front of the case of Heban, leaned over and knocked on the ground.

Although he has recovered Junyi's memory, he has been doing it for so many years, and some feelings and memories are indelible.

What's more, when he was born, he happened to catch up with the war of gods and demons, and the father's love that he hadn't enjoyed at all was all obtained here in Hebanzhi, so no matter how noble his identity was, he still respected him as his father in his heart.

"Ugly thing, don't go and change it back soon. He Banzhi glanced at him with disgust, and blew his beard angrily, "Look at this appearance, it's really more like a bad old man than the old man, tsk, how did you get the old man's daughter-in-law like this." ”

"My father's face will always be there, and he will never get old. He Guang Tongchen bowed again, and got up and went to the inner room behind the warm pool to remove makeup and bathe.

He Guang Tongchen put down his bags, sat down in front of the bronze mirror, first plucked out the white that was messed up into weeds with one hand, and then gently applied a layer of cyan ointment on his face, the mask softened inch by inch, and he stretched out his fingers and gently lifted it, revealing an extremely warm and elegant face under the plain skin.

Bright as jade, bright as the moon.

The eyebrows are like long willows slanting into the sideburns, and the eyes are as bright as cold stars.

Joan's nose is high and straight, and her thin lips are slightly pursed.

Pour out the elegance of the world, and collect the glory of the sun and the moon.

Bathing in the warm pool, changing clothes between the green bamboos, the white jade belt is tied with the moon brocade robe that the painting heart personally cut for him, and the three thousand green silk that is born on the green bamboo hairpin.

Beautiful jade pendant, sandalwood smoked body.

On the ice and snow, the walking posture is elegant, as if coming from the sky, as if entering the painting.

He Banzhi looked at Heguang Tongchen and then relieved his eyebrows, and smiled happily and proudly, "This kind of demeanor should be my son." ”

"The body is skin, thank you for your father's gift. He smiled lightly with the light and dust, laughing like a full moon, and the sound like a quiet spring.

He Banzhi looked at the light and dust of the light and the slow belt, such as splashing ink, couldn't help but be happy, and lifted the wine pot to pour wine for the light and the dust, "It seems that the happy event is coming, there is really a woman who makes you lose your Zen heart, and you are also vulgar, Dad is happy today, you must accompany Dad to drink a few more glasses." ”

Seeing this, Heguang Tongchen hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, and said with a smile, "How dare you let your father pour wine for the child, and the child will come by himself." ”

But there was a misery in my heart.

At the beginning, she asked him if he would marry her.

Now he is three thousand, but she is far away in the sky.

Thinking about it, he sat down cross-legged across from Hebanzhi and took out a lotus-shaped white jade bowl from the Qiankun bag.

The wonderful Danqing on the side of the bowl painted a beautiful woman in red, and the plum shadow smiled with flowers, and all beings fell over.

At the bottom of the bowl is a red bean inlaid with white jade.

Exquisite red beans, bitter lovesickness.

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