It is August, on the eve of Mid-Autumn Festival.

The autumn rain is like a curtain, sprinkling on the 800-mile Dongting surrounded by smoke.

At noon, at the military camp outside the city, the Xiliang army and the soldiers of the government were sheltering from the rain in the military tent. In the tent near the commander's tent, Zhongli Chuchu, dressed in red, sat between a large pile of medicinal materials and grinded them carefully with a mill, while Zhongli Jiujiu prepared medicine next to him.

The rain was too heavy, and although the tent did not leak, the crisp sound of the 'crackling' made people unable to hear each other's words. The little sparrow couldn't go out for a walk, and lay listlessly in the small golden nanmu nest carved by Xiao Xianger in a daze.

After more than a month of continuous marching and fighting, I either rushed to travel or grind medicine in a tent. I had no overtime pay for overtime. Not to mention Chuchu, even Jiujiu was a little bored. From time to time, I looked up at the direction of the handsome tent.

After a few round trips, Zhongli Chuchu spoke:

"Master, do you always see what you do outside?"

When Zhongli Jiujiu looked outside, she was naturally jealous of Ning Yuhe. These days, Ning Yuhe always stood guard at night. She ran into the tent halfway through the stand and came out the next morning. She didn't have to think about it and knew that she was going to feed her husband the white steamed buns. Ning Qingye didn't say anything and never bothered her.

But Zhongli Jiujiu is different. She tried every means to find excuses to have a private meeting with Xu Buling. Sometimes she had to run back as soon as she satisfies her cravings. She never dared to spend the night. She hadn't lie in Xu Buling's arms for a long time.

Hearing his apprentice's inquiry, Zhongli Jiujiu shook his head and said:

"It's strange. Qingye knew what her master was doing every night, but he had no opinion at all. He didn't know how Ning Yuhe's apprentice taught..."

The words seem to be talking about Ning Yuhe, but the meaning in the words is too obvious.

Zhongli Chuchu was silent for a while, and didn't say anything, but just lowered her head and grind the medicinal materials, as if the rain sounded too loudly and she didn't hear anything.

Seeing this, Zhongli Jiujiu sighed secretly, without saying much, and continued to work hard and prepare the golden sore medicine.

The two of them sat for a while and it was not dark yet. The sound of wheels came from outside. From far to near, they came outside the tent and opened the curtain with one hand.

Zhongli Chuchu looked up, but saw Xu Buling standing at the door, put on an ordinary white robe, and said with a smile:

"It rains today, and it's okay in the military camp. I'll take you to the city to have a walk. Autumn is the time to eat crabs. If you miss it, you can only wait for next year."

Behind Xu Buling, Ning Qingye and Ning Yuhe both changed into dresses and waited quietly in the carriage. Nightingale sat in front of the carriage to drive.

When the little sparrow heard that she could go out to wave, she became excited and flapped her wings and flew onto the nightingale's shoulder. She turned around and looked at her master, chirping twice, as if she was saying 'Hurry up'.

Zhongli Jiujiu had been tired of staying in the military camp, so she quickly got up and patted her skirt, and ran to Xu Buling.

Zhongli Chuchu put down the medicine mill, and his green eyes showed a little hesitation.

During the days when the army came with him, Zhongli Chuchu already knew that Qingye and Yuhe had reached an agreement. If nothing unexpected happens, both masters and apprentices will marry Xu Buling.

In this way, Zhongli Jiujiu and the Ning family’s master and apprentice are both Xu Buling’s women. Zhongli Chuchu seems to be the only outsider. It seems that it is not appropriate for them to follow him...

Xu Buling stood at the door and saw Chuchu not moving, he said in confusion: "Chuchu?"

Zhongli Chuchu was in a daze. She wanted to say that she was a little tired and stopped following her, but she felt it was too abrupt. She thought about it and got up and followed Jiujiu.

Xu Buling knew what Chuchu was thinking, and didn't say anything. After holding an umbrella, he drove Chuchu into the carriage, and drove out of the military camp with Nightingale.

The boat had already arrived near Yueyang, but it was docked in a safe place in the rear. It was too rainy to catch up, so it could only lead Ning Yuhe, who was familiar with this place, to lead the way.

Ning Yuhe and Ning Qingye stayed in Yueyang for a long time and were familiar with this place. After arriving in the city, they walked in front of them with an umbrella, looking for a more authentic restaurant, and chatting about home-climbing.

The battle that lasted for more than half a year has reduced the number of tourists from the rivers and lakes around Yueyang by 90%. Only soldiers and people are left on the streets. The few rivers and lakes have hidden their names in the dark. Most of the shops that used to be blazed were closed, and even the Yueyang Tower was closed.

Ning Yuhe walked away, but remembered something and asked, "Ling'er, what's wrong with that ghost lady?"

Xu Buling looked while walking, and shook his head and smiled: "I followed him and ran to the small county town of Jiangnan to settle down. There was no abnormal movement. I didn't care after that. I guess I thought the Dragon Lock Gu was real and I was waiting to die at home. But a year is coming, and I guess I understand that the poison is fake. I will tell you if it's necessary to hit Jiangnan. I'll talk about it later."

Zhongli Jiujiu walked in front of the two of them, looked back, and saw Chuchu walking alone with an umbrella at the end. Zhongli Jiujiu slowed down, stood shoulder to shoulder with Chuchu, and raised her hand to point at Yueyang Tower:

"Chuchu, you are the Baku there. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I heard Manzhi say it, and it was a sensation at that time..."

Zhongli Chuchu was not interested in this at all, so she picked her chin: "Master, please accompany your husband, I'll just go shopping by myself."

Zhongli Jiujiu had no courage to run away and neglect Chuchu with her husband, but she still walked next to Chuchu silently and said some small things.

It was raining heavily. Although the scenery of Dongting Lake was good, there was really nothing to visit on the street.

Xu Buling found a small restaurant on the street, and several people sat together to eat autumn crabs. Although the branches of pistachios were not full of them, the atmosphere was quite warm.

However, this atmosphere of family reunion was obviously not very pleasant for Zhongli Chuchu, and she always felt that she was an outsider.

Zhongli Chuchu made a while on the table, and after drinking two glasses of wine, she stood at the door of the shop in the name of sobering up, staring at the rain curtain in a daze.

The autumn rain continued, and it was night again. There were no pedestrians on the street, only a few shops on the street left some voices.

Zhongli Chuchu leaned against the door, sometimes tilted her head to see the family inside from the window, her eyes turned around, but she didn't know what she was feeling. In a trance, she remembered Ning Yuhe's words, "When the time comes, we will come to see you with Xu Buling." Judging from the current situation, if it continues, it will probably turn out like this.

But Ning Qingye was able to serve a husband with his master, but Zhongli Chuchu was not so easy to accept.

Zhongli Chuchu really treated his master's mother back then. The most important person from childhood to adulthood was his master. He had decided to give in to his master. What excuses should he use to convince himself to share a man with his master...

While I was thinking about it, the rain was a little bit smaller, and I could hear the noise on the streets clearly.

Zhongli Chuchu was staring at the lanterns outside the tavern in a daze. A vague conversation in the distance attracted her attention:

"Dad, this wine is really good..."

"Yes, it's much better than our small place..."

The dialogue is very plain, just a casual chat between father and son, but the speaker does not use Dayue’s elegant language, but rather obscure dialect, to be precise, the dialect of Nanyue.

Nanyue is full of mountains and ridges. The "Ten Miles of Different Sounds" is not a casual talk. You may cross a few mountains and run to another village, and you will not understand the accent.

Zhongli Chuchu followed his master since childhood and ran around the mountain villages in Nanyue. He followed the Jianghu people in Nanyue. He knew some of the accents of various parts of Nanyue. He could hear that this was a dialect in Liuzhou, near the Flying Watershed where she grew up.

I suddenly heard the local accent from afar, needless to say how kind it is.

Zhongli Chuchu was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and wanted to go and see it alone, but she was afraid of causing trouble, so she turned around and said:

"Mr. Xu, come out."

In the tavern, Xu Buling was drinking and chatting with his wife of all ages. He had long found Chuchu in a daze at the door, thinking about how to go out to accompany her. When he heard this, he naturally stood up and came outside the tavern and asked with a smile:

"Chuchu, what's wrong?"

Zhongli Chuchu raised his hand and pointed to the small winery in the distance:

"There are a few people from Nanyue over there, and they seem to have the accents from our side. I want to go over and say hello."

Xu Buling looked up and didn't know the specific situation. He picked up the oil paper umbrella from the door and opened it: "Let's go, I'll go with you."

That's what Zhongli Chuchu planned, so she didn't refuse. She walked into the rain with Xu Buling...
Chapter completed!