HLnovel Chapter 240 Years
Chapter 240 Years
When the autumn frost fell, it seemed to suppress the heat, and leaves fell all over the Wushen Mountain overnight. There were trees that had early fruit, red and green, with some new yellow, colorfully indicating the fullness and abundance of life.
I looked at Guozi and thought, did Tu Shanjing meet Xiaoyao? Did Xiaoyao save him? Is his eyes okay? The sun is hot in the summer, and now that the days are shorter, he won't be so blinded when he's outside.
Autumn days are short in the mountains, and the bright and rich colors do not last long before being covered by the white snow. Everything seems to be frozen, so pure and peaceful.
Ah Nian was very active, and pulled Xiaoxuan to play in the snow. Xiaoxuan put on his black coat, dragging the hem in the snow, and let Ah Nian throw snowballs at him, with a doting smile on his face, and no one knew who he was looking at.
I had already grown a thick layer of winter fur, and with the good food in the palace, I had put on a lot of autumn fat. In Xuan's words, "I looked more and more like a bean powder snowball."
I refused to go outside and freeze. I just stood in front of the slightly ajar window and sniffed the cool air.
When it rains and snows, my right wrist, oh no, it should be called right front paw now, will feel a dull pain. It is an old injury that was not healed in time.
Does Tu Shanjing feel pain too? I don't know how many bones in his body are broken. I don't know if the five hundred taels I gave Xiaoyin are enough to buy good medicine for injuries and relieve Tu Shanjing's pain? It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. He should be able to sit up now, right? I remember that he had to lie in bed for about a year before he could get out of bed. I tried my best to shorten the time he suffered, from three years to thirty days. He won't lie in bed for that long this time, right?
If...if Xiao Yin was a liar, or if she couldn't bear to take care of a seriously injured patient and just left him there because she didn't want to bother...
I shuddered, a chill enveloping me from the inside out.
I can’t think about it too much, and I dare not think about it too much.
"Xiaobai, you are afraid of the cold even though you have such thick fur?" Xuan's smiling face appeared in front of me. He raised his hand and rubbed my hair and ears. His hand was cool and wet, it was the melted snow.
I shook myself off the excess water and looked up at him again.
"Sometimes, I really think you can understand what I say." He whispered, "How do you foxes communicate with each other? Can you communicate with those who have transformed into human forms? If one day you meet a girl named Lanxiang from your tribe, remember to ask her to write to me. She promised me."
I pretended not to understand and lowered my head to lick my fur.
I'm sorry, I'm writing this right in front of you, but unfortunately I can't speak and my claws can't write. Unless I spend a whole night in the snow on Wushen Mountain using my claws to press out a letter for you, you have to ensure that Junjun doesn't carry me back to the nest halfway and the palace maid doesn't sweep the snow away halfway.
"Brother! Come quickly!" Anian called him from behind.
"Okay! I'll be right there!" He put on a smile in advance, turned around and left the window.
He was busy through the long winter and complicated festivals until spring.
I have been watching this grand and novel thing for a while. The scene is much bigger than that of Tushan Mansion. People come and go, taking turns to appear on the stage like a constant stream of water. But I feel it is boring in my heart.
Those are all very good, but I still think the New Year in Tushanfu is the most interesting. Looking back now, it is a little ironic that none of the wishes we made on New Year's Eve came true.
The new year is not better than the old one, nor is there a long reunion. Now we are scattered all over the world, and there is no such thing as gathering together to drink and talk. Flowers still wither and bloom, but the carefree and happy life is no longer there.
As usual, I stayed in the study of Jing Xuan, listening to Jun Yi's report to him. Madam Tu Shan had kept the news strictly under wraps, so the outside world only knew that Jing Tu Shan was ill and bedridden, and no other details were known. However, Jing Xuan, who was well-informed, had already found out that he was missing.
At first, I squeezed in next to Xuan every day and listened to the information, but I found that there was very little information related to Tu Shanjing. After a long time, I was too lazy to listen carefully, and it just went in one ear and out the other.
"My Lord, the Tushan family is still ruled by the Madam, and their eldest young master will not be promoted to the head of the family anytime soon. The Chishui clan and the Lirong clan have been helping to secretly track down the whereabouts of the Qingqiu master, but have not gained much. And the second young master's wife, Miss Fangfeng Yiying, who has not yet married, has moved into the Tushan mansion to help manage the family, and has done a good job, but she is from a small family and has no power, so she can't cause any trouble."
I finally heard the news that I cared about. My head was still buried in my big tail pretending to be asleep, but I pricked up my ears quietly.
"Young Master Qingqiu disappeared strangely. If he is not in power, the situation in the Central Plains will change again. Although Madam Tushan tried to turn the tide, after all, she is old and energetic. It may be okay in the short term, but for a long time... I am afraid there will be changes again." Xuanxuan said thoughtfully.
"Changbao, who was planted by His Highness the Fifth Prince, sends them some news from time to time. I heard that he has also planted spies in the Madam's mansion. The Lord may need to go through him--"
"No need. Uncle Wang and the others can arrange their own affairs, and I can just watch from the sidelines. This will prevent them from thinking that I am too ambitious and being on guard all the time. But Changbao is really capable, and he keeps a low profile. He has managed to stay in the Tushan family for so many years without being discovered."
"He insisted on not entering the inner courtyard and only roamed outside. He arranged for others to do everything and would not take action easily. Therefore, people in the inner courtyard fell one after another, while he was outside making plans and strategies, and everything had been peaceful." Jun Yi seemed to know him very well.
I quickly went over my past interactions with Changbao in my mind, remembering that he was the only one who survived the fire in the woodshed. Looking back now, the clues have become more obvious. Unfortunately, everyone was deceived by his honest appearance and style, and no one suspected him.
"By the way, my lord, I heard that Changbao is getting married. It turns out that the other party is a singer named Rouer." Jun Yi said again.
"He is doing well both at home and outside, and he is in a very good period. You should go and send him a gift. Don't send things, just some cash in your name." Xuan instructed.
"As you command. My Lord, I understand. I can't give gifts that are too expensive or too expensive, for fear that people will gossip about me in the future. You are of such a noble status that it would be a great honor for your personal bodyguards to send you gifts, even if it is just a congratulatory card." Jun Yi replied.
Xuan smiled softly: "Yes, I have won over some of them, but we are not close friends, so the uncles can't find any reason to complain."
Jun also took the order and left, leaving Xuanxuan writing furiously at the table. I stood up, shook myself off, and approached him quietly.
He stretched out his hand and pulled me into his arms, resting his chin on my head to hold me still, and said, "Xiaobai, why don't you learn calligraphy too! Tomorrow, turn yourself into a human form and reply to my letters, so I don't have to get tired!"