Xichun chattered and talked to Jia Li about the interesting things he had just been in the Western Palace. Jia Li didn't say anything, and quietly listened to his little sister talking loudly.

At the end, Jia Li said this, "Little sister, the flower is not red for a hundred days. How long can the wealth of the two palaces last?"

Xichun was still young, and was stunned when she heard Jia Li's words. She didn't know what she knew. However, Daiyu's face showed a shock and quietly observed the brother in front of her. If it was really as she guessed, she was worried that she would still be able to do what she wanted!

"Brother, I will prepare the gift for you!"

Xichun took out a golden threaded red rope from his arms, and there were a few of them that were wrongly weaved, but Jia Li didn't dislike him, so he took it over, looked carefully, and teased, "Which little fool did this? Look, I've got two wrong weaving!"

After hearing his words, Xichun took them over and took them again. Seeing that they were indeed wrong, her little face turned red and suddenly hid behind her, and said to Jia Li: "Hmph, I don't want you to give it to me!"

Jia Li laughed, lit her little head, and said, "Even if they are wrong, my brother is still very rare!"

Xichun tied the rope to Jia Li's outstretched wrist, then stretched out his little hand, and said crisply: "Brother, where is mine?"

Seeing Xichun's big watery eyes, Jia Li was happy again. After thinking about it, he stood up from the rocking chair, came to the window, reached out and folded two bamboo branches, and then wiped it around his waist, and a soft sword appeared in his hand.

He said to Xichun, who was still curious, "I haven't seen Jianwu before! I learned a few tricks a few days ago, and I'll show you how to do it."

After speaking, the soft sword rose into the air and flew around the two bamboo branches in Jia Li's hand. For a moment, the sword light flashed, and there was no sword blade, leaving only the sword shadow, which was extremely dazzling.

After seeing this, Xichun applauded repeatedly and clapped her hands happily.

Daiyu looked at the sword shadows in the sky, and her expression was dazed, and the poem blurted out, "Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, as if the emperors were flying dragons. It came like thunder and frightened, and it was like the clear light of the rivers and seas."

Jia Li looked at the extremely intelligent girl Lin and said to Xichun: "Look at me, if you put this in the future, I'm afraid you'll be a bad student, so you can only say a little bitch. Is it awkward?"

It seemed that he didn't feel very satisfied, Jia Li continued, "But I am not educated, so I can go all over the world with just one word!"

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"Hahaha!"

Xichun didn't understand what Jia Li was saying at first, but she was sure that it wasn't a good thing, so she made a face for him.

The sword shadow finally turned into the soft sword, and two green bamboo hairpins appeared in Jia Li's hand, green and shiny, with a faint fluorescence.

Daiyu glanced quietly, and her eyes could no longer be removed.

A pair of beautiful eyes rippled, and the handkerchief was twisted in her hand. She had seen this hairpin in her previous life. She was regarded as a treasure by Xichun and had several wonderful uses. She was really a magical object. Unexpectedly, the original body turned out to be a bamboo branch in Jiali Garden.

Xiao Xichun happily took it over, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. Looking at the cloud pattern on it, he asked again: "What's the name of such a beautiful hairpin?"

"Cuiyun hairpin!"

He said almost in unison, but what Daiyu said was in his heart and there was no sound.

Seeing Daiyu's envious eyes, Xichun laughed and came to her side and chuckled softly in her ear: "It seems that my sister likes it too. If you prepare a gift, I will help you get another one."

Jia Li looked at the dark yard, and seemed to be a little stunning. If the Red Mansion was called a small world, then the "Xiaoxiang Concubine" here was one of the protagonists. He practiced more and more deeply and knew the power of cause and effect.

Daiyu is a very human being. She is the reincarnation of the Lihentian Crimson Pearl Fairy Grass. She has such great cause and effect. Jia Min is her mother and Lin Ruhai is her father. Both of them have inherited her cause and effect. Unfortunately, the cause and effect are too great. They have no blessing to accept it. They are afraid that they will die young. In fact, they are still a little scared of this person.

He turned around and was about to see what Daiyu was reacting, but he was full of expectations for a pair of beautiful eyes. She bit her lower lip and stared at him motionlessly. His heart became soft. He was so cruel that he was still a little girl who came to greet him for a New Year.

So he said to her, "If you don't dislike the simplicity of things, then give the girl one."

Daiyu's eyes lit up after hearing this, and she jumped over in a few steps and took it over. However, she seemed a little anxious, and her little face turned red. She knew that the hairpin was extraordinary, and she was very reluctant to refuse. Her arrogance made her unwilling to accept such a gift, so she sent the sachet she carried with her.

Daiyu's actions made Jia Li stunned. He was not easy to restrain that thing. Looking at Daiyu's eyes, he also had some guesses about her thoughts. He was still so proud and stubborn. Well, it was still the same prescription. But when he thought about it, he was still a girl, so he took it down.

Then Jia Li and Xichun told Xichun a few jokes, which made Xichun laugh. Finally, they held their waists and lay down in Jia Li's arms lying on the rocking chair.

The first fireworks of the New Year exploded in the sky of Ning Mansion. Xichun rubbed his sleepy eyes that had begun to be hazy and said, "Happy New Year, brother!"

Jia Li stretched out, touched her little head, and said softly: "Happy New Year!"

Then he and a few little girls in the house went out to see the brilliant fireworks, and the little girls jumped happily.

Daiyu asked softly: "Brother Li, I still remember that you said a few words to your younger sister when we first met. Although it was just a few words, I knew that my older brother was very literary after reading it. I was grateful if I could give the following words!"

Jia Li glanced at her in surprise and asked, "My sister Lin, how old is now? Can you actually understand poetry?"

Seeing that Daiyu did not deny it, he knew that the fairy of Crimson Pearl was extremely intelligent, but he didn't expect that it was so great. He couldn't help but sigh: "Since ancient times, love is deep but not long-lasting, and wisdom will hurt you! You are so smart, and you don't know whether it's a blessing or a disaster!"

When Daiyu heard this, her eyes dimmed. She knew that Jia Li was telling the truth. When she remembered her previous life, her eyes suddenly turned red.

When Jia Li saw Daiyu's appearance, he smiled bitterly in his heart. He forgot that this person likes to be sad and sad in spring and autumn, and he also said the words he didn't want to say.

If life is just like the first meeting, what if the autumn wind is sad and painted a fan?

The old friends' hearts change easily, but the old friends' hearts change easily.

After the songs in Mount Li, the night is half gone, and the tears are raining and bells will never complain.

How can I be as happy as a man in a brocade and wish to be together on the same day?

Jia Li knew the lethality of this poem, and was undoubtedly a nuclear bomb level for girls like Daiyu. Sure enough, when he went to see Daiyu again, he found that she was already crazy at this moment.

Jia Li chuckled softly, and suddenly heard Daiyu whisper in a low voice: "So beautiful, so beautiful, I didn't expect that there would be such a sad poem in the world!"

I think Daiyu has never read it before. In fact, she only knows Jia Li not yet, but she doesn't know what kind of person he is. Now that this poem is published, she will look at this young man again, wearing a coarse cloth clothes but cannot hide his literary spirit. If it weren't for this, how could the soldiers in that battle be able to fight to Enanhe with high morale? She is truly the "Champion Hou" who urges Yun to fight!
Chapter completed!