The abandoned house yard was quiet, and the nightingale made a fire on the earthen stove to cook. White mist rose from the pot, and the fragrance of the food drifted into the courtyard.

Ning Yuhe pulled Zhu Manzhi's arm, pursed her lips, and wanted to comfort her, but she had never felt any fatherly love since she was a child, and she did not understand Manzhi's current mood, so she was unable to speak for a while.

Zhu Manzhi's eyes were red, staring at the direction where Zhu Liu left. After a while, he cried out:

"Woooo...my dad doesn't want me again..."

Xu Buling sighed, pulled Zhu Manzhi's little hand and smiled:

"Why are you crying? You're not coming back, why are you the same as the little girl who hasn't grown up..."

Zhu Manzhi might have been angry with her own father, and she choked up in grievance:

"Dad has run away, I will definitely cry, I can't laugh... Humph - he doesn't want me, I don't want him anymore, I won't look for him again..."

Xu Buling had nothing to say, and raised his hand and pinched her face, which was also considered comfort.

Zhu Manzhi felt a little aggrieved, but she didn't like being coaxed like a little girl. She choked a few times, then raised her hand to wipe her tears, and changed the topic by herself:

"Forget it, I won't talk about him anymore... Mr. Xu, when you saved Sister Daning in the Tang family, you seemed to say 'Dare to touch my woman', which sounds strange..."

Ning Yuhe's expression froze, then she remembered this matter. Her face turned red instantly and she glared at Xu Buling.

Xu Buling's expression was very natural, and he laughed and said, "The situation was quite chaotic at that time. Master was a woman, and I was my master again. I just shouted..."

“Yes…”

Zhu Manzhi was very careful and looked at Ning Yuhe, feeling a little strange, but she knew that Ning Qingye was kissed by Xu Buling, and she didn't dare to imagine the scene where Ning Ning was lying together in vain, so she didn't say much in the end.

Ning Yuhe didn't dare to talk more about such things, and he changed the topic softly:

"Ling'er, what should we do now? The Tang family's affairs have settled. Should we go to Binzhou or..."

Xu Buling's purpose in coming to Youzhou was to find out what the King of Wu was doing. Now the King of Chu also inserted it in and would definitely not leave halfway, and responded softly:

"I have to go to Bodhi Island. Master, you take Manzhi to Binzhou first to wait. I will take Jiujiu and Nightingale over there. After I finish my work, I will come back."

Ning Yuhe heard this and her soft cheeks showed a little hesitation:

"I know martial arts, but I'm just a big shot in the Tang family..."

Zhu Manzhi was very aware of the current affairs at this time and pulled Ning Yu to join in:

"Daning, what kind of martial arts do you know? You can't even hold it up..."

Zhongli Jiujiu suppressed the shame in her heart, walked out of the house, and smiled and joked:

"You are still sensible. You are really useless in your martial arts. You have to rely on my sister. Just go back and rest."

Ning Yuhe has practiced swordsmanship for many years, but how could he admit that he was not as good as the other party in front of Zhongli Jiujiu? He said a little frustrated:

"What's the use of you? The Dragon Locking Gu is gone, will you lose itchy powder then?"

Zhongli Jiujiu hugged her bulging chest and raised her slender eyebrows: "The poisonous fog is still there, and the poisonous fog is inexhaustible, so how can I say nothing?"

"you……"

Ning Yuhe was retorted by her original words and frowned and said, "Then do you dare to ask for such a high price?"

"What's your business? This is my deal with Xu Buling..."

Zhu Manzhi saw that the two mortal enemies were quarreling again, Xu Buling pretended to be dead when he looked at the scenery, and pushed Ning Yuhe into the house very sensible, and said with a smile:

"Okay, OK, it's so dangerous for me to go to Binzhou alone. I'm the daughter of the Sword Saint. I have so many enemies. Sister Daning protects me. Mr. Xu is more at ease..."

This was almost the same. Ning Yuhe let out a faint "humph~" and pulled Manzhi into the house, no longer paying attention to Zhongli Jiujiu.

Xu Buling secretly breathed a sigh of relief, secretly praised Xiao Manzhi, and sat back under the eaves, allowing Zhongli Jiujiu to continue healing his wounds.

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Soon after, the omnipotent nightingale prepared the meal and placed it on the stone table in the abandoned courtyard.

The five people sat together and ate a simple meal, and the sky gradually became darker.

Everyone rushed for two days, and was already exhausted. They cleaned up the rooms in the abandoned courtyard and rested, preparing to continue to go to the next destination tomorrow.

Xu Buling has been on the road for two days, fighting and killing again, and "finding another way" for his master. He has squandered his skills and has been physically and mentally exhausted. He lay in the airy hut, using the nightingale as a pillow, and then fell asleep while lying.

I was in a daze, half asleep and half awake.

I don’t know how long it took, but Xu Buling felt his chest being patted.

When I opened my eyes, it was already dark outside, and there were no lights in the abandoned courtyard in the deep alley, so I couldn't see my five fingers.

The nightingale shrank in her chest, hugged Xu Buling as a stove, and muttered in a low voice:

"Young Master, Dazhi doesn't sleep well, run outside and sit and blow the cold wind..."

Xu Buling slept deeply and didn't pay attention. At this time, he looked sideways and found that there was a dim fire under the eaves of the courtyard.

Xu Buling hesitated, lifted the thin quilt and covered it again to prevent the nightingale from catching a cold, and then walked out of the house in her robe and came to the yard.

In the dilapidated courtyard, the small stool was still placed under the eaves, a candle was placed on the steps, and two standing tiles blocked the cold wind at the winter night and emitted a dim light.

Zhu Manzhi sat on the bench where her father had sat. Maybe the weather was too cold. She was wrapped in a goose yellow jacket, holding her face in both hands, huddled in the furry collar. She looked quite cute under the faint firelight, her aura-filled eyes were shiny, staring at the flames under her feet, not knowing what she was thinking.

Xu Buling walked slowly to the front and glanced down:

"Mozhi, what are you doing?"

Zhu Manzhi held his face with his hands, looked up and saw Xu Buling coming, and sat up a little straight:

"It's nothing... I just thought about it before seeing my father. After seeing him, I didn't think much about it anymore."

Xu Buling dragged the stool over, sat down next to Manzhi, spread the robe on Manzhi's back, and wrapped his hand around her shoulders: "I don't miss my parents, what are you thinking?"

Zhu Manzhi glanced at her eyes and saw that everyone else had fallen asleep. Her face turned slightly red and giggled, leaning on Xu Buling's shoulder:

"What else can I think... My father doesn't seem to hate Mr. Xu, so I asked me to arrange it myself. I... I thought about it for a moment..."

Xu Buling frowned slightly: "Miss, we are brothers of the opposite sex!"

"What brother~"

Zhu Manzhi was finally a little embarrassed. She wrapped her robe tightly, leaned against Xu Buling's arms, and said softly:

"I...we're all like this, kissing and touching. If Mr. Xu doesn't admit it, my father will break your leg..."

Xu Buling's eyes showed a smile: "That's right, then Miss Zhu, how are you going to arrange it?"

Zhu Manzhi stared at the candle in front of the two of them and thought: "Well... we are the first to know among the little girls..."

"Fubao is earlier than you."

"Oh~she...she is just a teacher, she is close to the water and hasn't had that kind to Mr. Xu at that time...I'm a friendship for Mr. Xu to go out to the cemetery and live a life..."

"That's right."

"Of course it's true." Zhu Manzhi said seriously: "Xiao Ning is better than me, and I won't say anything about Chu Chu's little fox until now. I don't know where to stand. From now on, I... If I marry Mr. Xu, I will be considered the eldest sister among the little girls..."

"Aren't you the youngest?"

"What youngest ~"

Zhu Manzhi frowned her eyebrows and said seriously: "The rules of the world, come first and then come. Mr. Xu also has to call Xiaoning senior sister. Why am I the youngest? Nightingale's little girl is the youngest..."

Xu Buling smiled and hugged his hands tightly: "Then our family is full of branches, who do you want to be an old man?"

"Boss...it's definitely not possible..."

Zhu Manzhi secretly glanced at Xu Buling: "Forget it, Mr. Xu asked me to be the old man, I will be the old man. Who told my Sword Saint Dad not to me anymore..."

The sound is getting smaller and smaller.

Xu Buling lowered his head and glanced at the big watery eyes and leaned closer.

Manzhi looked at each other, then quickly lowered, twisted a little, and wanted to get up and go back to the room.

“Woo…”

Under the dim candlelight, in the courtyard on a winter night, the four lips are connected.

The two have been looking at each other for so long. From the first meeting on the streets of Chang'an, Zhu Manzhi has been taken advantage of many times, but they just didn't let Xu Buling kiss her. They kept covering her with their hands and evading words such as "I'm still young, no, no, no,"

At this moment, Zhu Manzhi finally stopped him from dodging. He closed his big eyes tightly, his body stiffly raised his little face, and did not even dare to breathe, and his face was red and held back.

After a while, the tension on his face and the stiffness of his body relaxed, leaned softly into Xu Buling's arms, took a light breath, and then continued to hold it in.

Xu Buling's eyes were filled with a smile. He realized that Xiao Manzhi was about to suffocate himself to death, so he raised his hand and pinched his face. He separated a little, and pulled his red face into a round pancake:

"Okay, go back to bed."

"Um……"

Zhu Manzhi looked at Xu Buling, raised his hand and pinched Xu Buling's face and pulled it, and then ran back flutteringly.

Xu Buling shook his head and chuckled, looked at the candles on the steps, and got up and returned to the room.

In the room in the simple courtyard, Ning Yuhe was listening to the wall when she found the branches running back. She quickly closed her eyes and looked like she was sleeping.

Zhu Manzhi closed the door and threw himself on the bed board with a 'yiya', pressing Ning Yu, who was lying flat, almost broke the air, and then rolled over and over and rolled the bedding open.

Ning Yuhe couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore. She opened her eyes and looked at the dishonest girl with some amusement:
To be continued...