Chapter 414 Daily Life with Master’s Wife in Dream
In the afterglow of the wind chime under the eaves, You Su’s Adam’s apple rolled, and bitter medicine slipped into the lungs.
Don't sleep for a long time?
You Su's eyebrows couldn't help but feel a gloom, and it was not his intention to fall into this.
Although he is not on the verge of death, he is exhausted and unable to compete with the unfathomable underwater world. There is also a silly girl who needs his protection. How can he be gentle in this place? Wandering in the countryside.
"Thank you, Master's wife... But I'm just a little tired, so I'm a little sleepy."
"No. Your body has long been restored to good condition, but your spiritual consciousness has always been weak and weak. I think it should be the dream-eating ghost The aftermath. This medicine is a good medicine to nourish the spiritual consciousness, and is mostly used in people who are in low spirits. Force you to wake up to make you get used to awakening. When you feel tired and tired again, it will indicate your spiritual consciousness Return to normal, you can sleep again."
He Shutong said with his fingertips still lie on his wrist, and the cold spring-like breath penetrated into the texture, pressing his struggled pulse. . It seemed like he was caring about his body, but it was more like he was confirming the effect of the medicine.
You Su's eyes opened slightly when she heard this, thinking to herself, how could this kind of elixir be there?
Even if he is not an alchemist, he knows that his spiritual consciousness is extremely fragile. This pathology that goes against the path is basically impossible to use in treating spiritual consciousness, because if there is a mistake in the spiritual consciousness, then the person will also It's basically like a useless person. If it weren't for the desperate situation, who would have taken such a great risk to save the cherished one?
The master's wife obviously doesn't need to use this desperate method to treat him, but how could the master's wife tell such a clumsy lie?
You Su suddenly realized that the master's wife was not the one who had been studying in Xuanxiao Sect for more than half a year, but the little sword cultivator who had never seen any world in the destructive sect in the remote city. . This lie can't deceive him, but it can deceive the young boy at that time.
You Su was shocked, and then she realized that the master's wife had such a dark side. In order to keep him by her side, she did not hesitate to cheat him on medicine...
When she raised her eyes again, the master's wife was also He was looking at him with a warm smile, and his heart was rippling.
You Su was nervous when he saw it. He blinked in a daze. He tried to return his spiritual consciousness to reality while closing his eyes, but found that he was really clear and clear, and that kind of consciousness was shuttled through. The dizziness and falling feeling never come.
Oh no... Master's wife is really anxious...
"Are you still sleepy?" Seeing You Su blinking frequently, He Shutong's voice was concerned.
You Su hid the embarrassment very well. He rubbed his eyes, "No, it's because his eyes are still a little sore."
"Sociable eyes?" He Shutong focused his eyes. Yu Yousu's clear eyes. "No, nothing." You Su deliberately turned his head a little, looking shy.
He Shutong was even more curious when he saw it. He put the head closer, and seemed to have to see it clearly.
At the moment when the boy was wet, her heart stinged for a moment as if he had been stabbed with a needle, he stammered, "Are you... sad?"
"No, The disciple is in joy." You Su turned his body halfway, like a proud boy who didn't want to be discovered by his parents and cried.
You Suzi didn't really cry, he was also the master of this. It was a matter of thought to squeeze out a tear that could not fall. In order to distract the master's wife from paying attention so that she no longer struggled with why he couldn't wake up for a long time, he had to come up with this bad plan.
It's just that tears are fake, but the feeling of being trapped in the status quo is real.
But what he didn't expect was that the next moment, a piece of warmth and softness gently pressed on his back, and the fragrance blew from the back of his neck to his cheek.
He Shutong gently hugged the boy from behind, sighing as light as the ice ridges falling from the corners of the eaves in winter:
"Silly child..."
She looks like He told the boy with his actions that he did not have to feel secretly happy about the tenderness she showed, as if he was merciful to the heavens. She should have been like this, and she will always be like this in the future.
You Su's body was slightly stiff, and she didn't expect that her master's wife's reaction was so great.
He used to guide or actively embrace each other in order to narrow the distance with his master's wife, but his master's wife's first initiative did not make him feel happy as if he had achieved his wish, but instead felt a heavy weight. It is the importance of this friendship of the master's wife. He had never realized so deeply that he was so important to his master's wife.
A great guilt filled his chest, and then he thought about the reason why he entered the dream of his master's wife - not because of his longing for his master's wife, but because of his curiosity about his master's wife's dream.
He wanted to know the reason and wanted to use this to help him understand his master's wife better so that he could achieve the idea of overcoming that he knew that this was an irresistible one from the beginning.
But he did not take responsibility for his curiosity. Instead, because of his "prince's replacement of raccoon cat", the master's wife was unable to fulfill her purpose of fabricating her dreams. She must have been extremely anxious to come up with this bad plan and keep herself tough, so how could she feel guilty of blame?
These days are dangerous, and he doesn't even dare to close his eyes. I am always nervous and exhausted, and I am just going to sleep as a rest. Anyway, he can still snuggle with his master's wife here, at least it means that he is not dead yet, and the only thing he needs to worry about is Bai Ze. However, this stupid cat should not underestimate her ability to save her life by the use of Venerable Qianlong to survive until today.
Thinking of this, You Su sighed secretly, and his mind became clearer after he was struggling.
Since you can no longer get out, it is better to fulfill your responsibilities than to look forward to it.
He Shutong didn't know that in this short moment of snuggling, You Su's inner world was undergoing such complex changes. When she realized that she had hugged the boy unconsciously, she hurriedly slowly evacuated her body. A trace of peach pink appeared on her fairy face as pure as a snow lotus, and her fingertips unconsciously rubbed her snow-white skirt.
He Shutong didn't know how to explain her behavior that was inconsistent with her identity, but You Su took the lead in speaking, eliminating her self-righteous embarrassment.
"Master's wife...I'm so hungry."
He Shutong raised his eyebrows slightly and replied calmly: "You have been sleeping for many days, but it is abnormal to be not hungry. What do you want to eat?"
You Su smiled, "Just eat egg noodles." .”
He Shutong felt ache again, sighing that this child was used to being poor, and was so stupid that he only had a bowl of egg noodles for a Master Dongxu.
"You went up the mountain to chop wood, and accidentally dropped the axe into the river. You met me and asked me to fish it for you, but I caught three axes. One of them was a golden axe, and the other one A silver axe and an iron axe. I ask you, which one did you fall into the river? "
You Su did not hesitate, "I dropped the iron axe."
He Shutong shook his head and sighed, and gently tapped You Su's forehead with his knuckles to show his education: "You fell a golden axe, do you know why?"
You Su shook her head . "Because you met me, and I am your teacher's wife, I will give you the best." You Su's pupils opened slightly, and ripples appeared in his heart.
"Master's wife, I..."
"Okay, remembering from now on you is not a child that no one cares about, even if you eat delicacies every time, it is not an exaggeration for you. It's just that you have been seriously injured and recovered from the first time you have recovered from the first time you have been injured. , a bowl of egg noodles is a good choice. "After speaking, He Shutong stood up.
"No...I want to say, why don't you do it yourself."
He Shutong raised her eyebrows lightly and pressed You Su who was about to get up, "You are worried I can't cook?"
"No, my disciple thinks that the master's wife is Xuantian Sword Immortal, how can her hands be touched with the turbid water in the spring?"
"I am not so delicate that I can't even put a bowl of noodles for my disciples. I will soon be fine and lie down." He Shutong issued a strict order, and You Su hurriedly lay down obediently.
When the fairy walked out of the house, her cold face melted, and a hint of gratitude hung on the corner of her lips.
She has been young and has never touched the spring water. If she were in the real world, how could she dare to take the initiative to propose to You Su below. Fortunately, this is in a dream, and she changes egg noodles whenever she wants.
When He Shutong was overjoyed and full of energy when he thought that You Su would be shocked and admired her for the delicious food she cooked later.
However, when she walked into the kitchen, she realized a serious problem - she had never eaten egg noodles.
She has been pampering since childhood, so how could she eat such simple food in He Mansion? When you grow up, you will have no desire to eat, and you will basically use fasting to fill your stomach.
But that's OK, she can change again and again until she turns into a bowl of egg noodles that satisfy her.
…
He Shutong brought the noodles nervously to You Su. The celadon bowl was filled with white noodles, and the hot air blurred her cold eyebrows. She lowered her eyes and stared at the bowl of noodles, her fingers nervously clasped together - this was the fifteenth time she had turned into egg noodles, and she was striving for perfection, even the green onions she sprinkled on her noodles were as neat as snow shavings.
"It smells so good!"
You Su praised enthusiastically and couldn't wait to show her hope.
In fact, what He Shutong said was quickly improved, but in fact, more than half an hour passed. He Shutong handed the noodles to You Su nervously, feeling that You Su was not so enthusiastic because she was looking forward to her noodles. She should be just really hungry.
You Su immediately picked up a golden fried egg and put it into her mouth. Her eyebrows and eyes stretched out and she said stunningly:
"My master's craftsmanship is so good!"
He Shutong's ear tips turned red. She reached out and pulled the scattered black hair back behind her ears. When did she brush her wide sleeves across the table bring out a cold fragrance of cedars. , "It's just some simple food."
The boy's hand holding chopsticks suddenly paused, and the noodle soup reflected the tiny light in his eyes. "Master's wife... why can I only eat eggs and not eat noodles?"
You Su's cheeks are stuffed with bulge. He has long been doing psychological construction, even if the master's wife does it. No matter how unpalatable it is, he will eat it voraciously and will never wipe out the teacher's wife's wishes.
"The face is below, and you need to be supplemented, so I put a few more eggs."
"How many are that?"
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"Probably...seven or eight."
You Su felt that a bowl of egg noodles could be so luxurious for the first time, and she made up her mind to make her master's mother heavy even if she choked. Swallow all love.
As the first mouthful of soup wrapped in the aroma of wheat slipped into his throat, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was swallowing the galaxy in the sky. Of course, this side is not very delicious, but You Su's hard-working performance is indeed impeccable, and He Shutong, who has given his heart, feels very pleased.
He Shutong looked at his cheeks and suddenly remembered the young beast he had seen on the snow field a hundred years ago. He was so unprepared to satisfy him when he held the minced meat fed by the hunter.
"Eat slowly." The curve of the corners of her lips could not be pressed down at all, "There is still in the pot..."
Before the words were finished, the boy suddenly put down the bamboo chopsticks and the soup bowl was in the soup bowl. The last drop of soup was slowly sliding down the porcelain wall. "Master's wife, is the junior sister awake?" You Su looked at the empty bowl, and the sound of Adam's apple rolling was particularly clear in the silence, "She hasn't eaten yet, right?"
He Shutong's fingertips under his sleeves entered his palm. The sound of drizzling bananas outside the window suddenly amplified. She saw the shadow of the boy reflected on the window paper shaking, and a smell of eating in her heart. Somehow, she subconsciously blurted out:
"In you When I was sleeping, someone from the Snake Clan of Japan came. Your junior sister's clan members noticed her awakened bloodline and came to take her home. Only then did I realize that she was actually a snake demon who ran away from home. I wanted to keep it She, but she was baptized by the blood of the ancestral clan. This is the only process for the snake clan to awaken her bloodline. I left her without any evidence, so I had to release her."
"Junior sister is a snake demon ?! "You Su pretended to be surprised, his eyes were lost, as if he was shocked as if he had known it for the first time.
But what really shocked You Su was not the departure of his junior sister or the identity of a snake demon, but it was still a long time since the junior sister was taken away by the clan members in reality, but today was ahead of schedule in the dream led by the master's wife. Before.
This is clearly...it was the master's wife who deliberately deleted the junior sister from the Yuanyang Sword Sect...
"No," He Shutong replied calmly. The ice-cracked celadon teacup turned around in her palm, but the tea had not moved at all. She seemed to think that this was not perfect enough and continued to add, "She said goodbye to her before leaving, I am very nostalgic about you. But in the face of great practice, you should not be limited by the love of children. She is a wise person, and I hope you can understand it. She asked me to tell you that you must practice well, and don't wait for the reunion to ask her to catch up "
This is indeed something that the junior sister would say...
You Su sighed in her secretly that the noble master's wife was not ashamed to lie, but she was very special in her heart. He was secretly happy with possessiveness, but on the surface he still looked sad and sad.
His knuckles were on the edge of the table, and his white joints seemed to pierce the skin. He Shutong looked at his lower neck, where an unhealed sword mark winded deep into the collar, like a wound that had been torn apart by someone. She suddenly stood up, and the moon-white shirt swept across the boy's tense spine, and when she wrapped her arms around him, she seemed to wrap up a pair of broken crane wings.
"Even if the human demon has different paths, as long as he has the intention, he can still get to the same path." Her jaw pressed against his head, "This road is so difficult, but the master's wife will always be by your side."
When You Su's tremor came through his thin spring shirt, He Shutong realized that his mind was so clumsy. He actually used the boy's feelings for his junior sister to highlight the weight he always depends on next to him...
The boy in his arms buried his face deeper in front of her collar and said in a muffled voice: "Disciple is only now The remaining master's wife..."
The mourning sound gradually faded, and He Shutong's self-blame just now disappeared.
Although it is poor, it is really effective. Anyway, it is an unknown dream. I remember that I owe Ling a favor...
The sound of rain on the eaves gradually stopped, and the dusk lengthened the shadows of the two embracing each other and threw them on the ink bamboo painted On the screen, it looked like a pair of cranes crossing their necks.
Three days after that, the morning and evening in Tingyu Pavilion were always filled with the fragrance of tea.
He Shutong held a black piece and knocked it on the sandalwood chessboard. Looking at the boy opposite him thinking hard, the corners of his lips unconsciously raised a shallow curve.
You Su's chess path is very similar to his appearance when he swung his sword, but he had a secret. He always made a bright world when she thought she was sure to win. "My master's wife gave in to me again." You Su pinched the white boy and was still falling. The moonlight leaking from the window frame flowed between his eyelashes. "This game can clearly win the three-thirds."
He Shutong brushed her sleeves and swept the chess game, and the white jade chess piece fell into the chess basket, "The chess is not for the sake of victory or defeat, but for the sake of ending the day."
She raised her hand to pour tea, and Biluochun stretched out like new leaves in the glass cup, "Talk about it, how did you learn this game of five sons in a row?"
"It was my junior sister who taught me." You Su was also used to it. I use my junior sister as a shield.
He Shutong was addicted to the satisfaction of humility and let You Su get, and did not ask too much, but he did not know that it was not him who was humble, but You Su.
These days they cook tea, play chess, chat, learn swords, and even watch the moon all night. Both of them are in the Yuanyang Sword Sect without any inch.
It was not until a day trip to Su Su suggested that he wanted to go to the city and that the situation changed.
He Shutong originally wanted to refuse, but he softened his attitude while You Su's begging "not crossing the street with his master's wife."
She was not unwilling to do so, but was worried that the residents she had never met would be rebellious. But she didn't know how You Sutong was the master of this dream, so how could this dream change?
You Su stood at the entrance of Qingbiao Street with a rabbit lamp. His look at him looked up reminded He Shutong of the first melting snow water on the top of Cangshan Mountain.
The city was brightly lit and quite lively. It turned out to be celebrating and repelling the evil demons.
"Master's wife knows how mortals celebrate?" His fingertips brushed the lantern hanging by the vendor, and the warm yellow light and shadow flowed in his eyes. "If you want to guess riddles, eat Fu Yuanzi, and..."
"You also have to buy a silk flower for your sweetheart." The flower seller smiled and handed over a lotus with a lemon. The petals wrapped in silver silk were stained with morning dew. "Your husband's appearance is worthy of this lotus."
You Su'er's peak was filled with clouds, "Where is a man wearing flowers?"
But he saw He Shutong leaning over and picking up Zhisu Bai Mulan, "This is very good."
The next moment, she put it on for the boy with her own hands.
At the end of the long street, an acquaintance suddenly exclaimed: "Brother You! Is this your wife?"
The boy waved his hand with a smile, but he didn't explain that he was his master's wife. He Shutong was even more stammering and didn't know how to explain it to this strange mortal.
In fact, the appearance of the two can be seen as different ages. Who would be so abrupt? Everything was just an arrangement made by You Su's mind.
People were wandering around on the street, and You Su tentatively held the teacher's wife's slightly cold hand, as if she was blindly worried about getting separated.
He Shutong was slightly stiff, but he also let him lead him through the abortion, and even took the initiative to lead him. Anyway, she just held hands, and she had long been used to it.
Thousands of red lights drift away with the wind, as if the river of heaven was pouring in. She suddenly hoped that this dream would never end so that the sword immortal, who was covered with frost and snow, could always be a mortal in the fireworks.
When it was late at night, You Su leaned on her shoulder and felt drowsy.
The effect of Anshen San has finally passed.
(This chapter ends)