Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 85
After watching Zhuang Shisan leave, Huan Chang staggered to his feet.

Huan Chang used the ten-thousand-year ice silk inner armor to block Zhuang Shisan's attack, and by surprise, he pushed Zhan Lu to Zhuang Shisan's chest.

That's why Zhuang Shisan said that Huan often cheated.

As for Zhuang Shisan, he used the aggressive method to get Huan Chang to take over his move, and he already had the intention of killing people to silence him.

Therefore, Huan Chang said that Zhuang Shisan was also cheating.

"I'm in Xiahuanchang, how offended you are!"

When he came to Miss Xiao, Huan Chang said something softly, and then tapped her a few times.

Miss Xiao's body, which was originally frozen, became natural and she was able to move freely.

"Thank you, Young Hero, for your help!"

Although Miss Xiao is only a woman, she has been reading and writing since she was a child. Even though her face was pale at this time, she did not panic.

She bowed to Huan Chang, looked at the blood on the corner of Huan Chang's mouth, and hurriedly asked, "Is the young man seriously injured?"

Huan Chang wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Thank you Miss Xiao for your concern, I'm fine."

Although he used the Wannian Ice Silk Inner Armor to block Zhuang Shisan's sharp knife, he failed to block the powerful physical attack.

Therefore, Huan Chang's internal organs were also a little shaken.

It's just that with his current physique, he only needs to circulate his true energy to recuperate, and he will be fine.

Miss Xiao didn't know the mystery, looked at Huan Chang's shoulder, and said with some concern: "I see that the thief slashed on the young man's shoulder, is there really nothing wrong?"

Huan Chang pointed to the exposed inner armor and said with a smile: "I have an inner armor to protect me, and the attacks of ordinary quacks are not to be feared at all."

When Miss Xiao heard this, she let out a long sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Shaoxia, for saving your life. You go to the attic to rest for a while, and I'll make tea for Shaoxia, and express my thanks."

For this man who saved her, Miss Xiao also has a great affection in her heart.

At her age, when the spring heart sprouts, she often fantasizes that a prince charming will appear.

The hero saves the beauty. Although this kind of plot is old-fashioned, it is indeed full of romance. It is something that many girls long for.

Huan Chang looked around and said hesitantly, "This is the courtyard where the girl lives. I've been here for a long time, so it's not good."

Miss Xiao blushed, and a sense of shyness emerged in her heart.

It's just that she still said stubbornly: "How can I not repay the grace of saving my life?"

"The little girl has nothing to repay. She just wants to make a pot of tea for the young hero and express her gratitude."

Looking at Miss Xiao's big watery eyes, Huan Chang's heart suddenly felt hot, and he agreed like a ghost.

"In this way, I will bother the girl."

Miss Xiao led Huan Chang to the attic, but she returned to her boudoir with small steps.

When Miss Xiao left, she brought a scent of fragrance.

Huan Chang smelled that girl's unique body fragrance, and suddenly felt a little flushed, and his heart beat uncontrollably.

"This feeling is so strange."

When Huan Chang was in a daze, Miss Xiao brought out a basin of clear water with a towel on her arm.

"Young hero, wash your face first."

Although Huan Chang has studied and practiced calligraphy since he was a child, he still belongs to the Jiang Hu men, but he didn't think too much about it, so he washed his face.

He took the towel handed over by Miss Xiao, dried the water stains on his face, and suddenly smelled a delicate fragrance.

"This fragrance is so familiar."

Just when Huan Chang was puzzled, Miss Xiao took the towel, blushed and ran away.

"That towel, could it be the towel used by Miss Xiao?"

Thinking of this, Huan Chang felt his face turn red.

Even though Huan Chang is very intelligent and his martial arts is quite good, he still seems quite immature when it comes to the relationship between men and women.

Thinking back to the fragrance just now, he became a little crazy for a while.

Outside the courtyard, a burly black donkey was pacing like a leisurely stroll, shaking its ears from time to time.

Suddenly, a wicked smile appeared on that swarthy donkey face.

It opened its mouth and yawned big, then continued to walk gracefully towards the ruined wine shop.

On the way, someone saw that there was no one around the black donkey, and suddenly became greedy, and wanted to take the black donkey for himself, but was kicked away by the black donkey without hesitation.

In the courtyard, in the attic.

Handsome men and beauties stand opposite each other, and the fragrance of tea is lingering, refreshing.

Huan Chang adjusted his breath for a while in the attic, and the blood churning in his body had calmed down, but he seemed a little embarrassed at this moment.

Not only Huan Chang, but Miss Xiao, who was sitting opposite and was making tea, also looked a little unnatural.

Neither of them dared to look at each other, they lowered their heads and didn't know what to say, the atmosphere seemed awkward and charming.

After being silent for a while, Huan Chang plucked up his courage and said, "When I was outside, I heard the sound of a piano lingering in the courtyard, it was very pleasant to hear."

"Take the liberty to ask, but Miss Xiao is playing the piano?"

Miss Xiao raised her delicate head, nodded lightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm bored all by myself, so I can only play the piano to pass the time."

Huan Chang asked curiously: "Mr. Xiao's official position is not low, why don't you hire some maids for the girl?"

Miss Xiao tilted her head and said: "My father is frugal by nature, except for the servants who are in charge of cooking, there are no redundant people in the family."

When Huan Chang heard this, he was immediately in awe.

Now that the chatterbox is open, Huan Chang will naturally not let the atmosphere return to the way it was before.

Huan Chang is knowledgeable and talented, and he has dabbled in Qin Dao, so he began to discuss things related to Qin Dao with Miss Xiao.

When Miss Xiao learned that Huan Chang was also proficient in the rhythm of the piano, a look of surprise appeared in her beautiful eyes.

The two sat opposite each other, sipping tea slowly and discussing the rhythm of the piano, the more they chatted, the more they felt like each other.

"Young master is not only excellent in martial arts, but also has such attainments in the melody of the piano, which is really admirable to the little girl."

Huan Chang hurriedly said humbly: "It's just that I have dabbled in the field, and I dare not claim to be proficient."

Miss Xiao suddenly blinked her eyes, and said to Huan Chang: "How about the young master playing the piano in the attic, and the little girl dancing next to him, how about it?"

Miss Xiao's cheeks were flushed, but those big watery eyes were full of anticipation.

Huan Chang felt a sense of arrogance in his heart, and said: "Then, I will make a fool of myself!"

The wind, although a little cold.

But the atmosphere in the Xiao family's backyard seemed extremely warm, and there was a hint of ambiguity in it.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The sound of the curling qin sounded, compared to Miss Xiao's qin sound, it was less gentle, but more fortitude.

The withered grass has not yet bloomed with green shoots.

But there is one, like a woman who came out of the picture scroll, dancing on it.

Her soft waist, graceful dance steps, and focused look on her face can definitely make many men obsessed.

The man plays the piano, and the woman dances.

Unknowingly, the two seemed to have a beautiful blend of heart and soul.

(End of this chapter)