At this moment, he really regretted letting Du Pengyuan go, and now he has endless disasters.

This is not the first time he or she has come to Zhaoyue Lake.

It's been four years, that time he watched Shen Biyan's sedan chair enter the palace, and when he was depressed, he was drinking and boating on Zhaoyue Lake, she rode a horse and chased after her, seeing her fall into the water in the rain, and she accidentally fell into the water, and she was worried for a long time after waking up.

The only person who asked for help turned out to be himself.

The first time I saw her true face, such a plain and elegant face made people slightly distracted, but it was at that time that I found out that what I was concerned about was her mischievous and knife-like words, but there was a kind of simple kindness and intelligence.

She told him that Lang Yan is unique and unique in the world.

He still remembers that moment, his heartbeat.

That morning, her eyes were bright and her teeth were plain, her black hair was plain, like a white plum that had been washed after the snow melted, clean and elegant.

She also playfully put on a resentful look and asked him if he wanted to see her bare feet.

Helian Yue was so good to her, he tore off his clothes and wrapped her bare feet, carried her on the horse, and looked back to see her snuggling in his arms around his neck, but he didn't know why.

Later he understood that it was jealousy, jealousy that he had lightly ignored in the past. After accumulating bit by bit, it is pierced by droplets, and that crazy emotion is pervasive.

Later, when he was silent and dormant, he became fragile and afraid of pain. She tricked him into letting Xingnan kidnap Helian Yue, and even used herself to leave him for one night...... She really broke his heart, and he broke up with her, not out of the moment. During the four months in prison, he was like an old monk sitting in meditation, and he said to himself that he waited for her for a hundred days, and if he didn't see her come for a hundred days, he would treat him as if there was no such person as Mei Ziyan in the world.

A hundred days later, she was belated.

She should have hated her, didn't she? How dare she let people slander his affection for her at will? How dare she be overflowing with compassion and even take in those who had harmed her? How dare she buy murder and assassinate herself in order to force him to appear?!

Mu Cheng, your life is ruined at the hands of this woman......

Mei Ziyan, you'd better not have anything to do, otherwise, I won't let you go!

The water of Zhaoyue Lake is as clear as tears when it is sunny, misty as mist when it rains, and after sunrise in the early morning, it is like the morning glow being crushed into rouge to give it light eyebrows and red makeup.

The weeping willows on the shore of Zhaoyue Lake are still clinging, there is a captain wearing a hat and sitting on a bluestone bench leaning on the old willow tree to nap, Mu Cheng looked at the lake, sure enough, there was a small boat floating in the middle of the lake, he pulled off the cable of the boat with one hand, the captain woke up, immediately jumped on the boat and crossed his waist urn and pointed at him angrily and scolded:

"Hurry up and steal the boat while Lao Tzu is asleep, isn't it?! Lao Tzu tells you that Lao Tzu is a water bully in Zhaoyue Lake, stealing boats, is it too long......

Mu Cheng stretched out his hand, and a silver ingot immediately sealed the mouth of the captain, and the captain took the silver with a smile, "The guest officer wants to take a boat and say it early, this Zhaoyue Lake has a good scenery and many beauties......"

Mu Cheng Tie blushed, pointed to the center of the lake and said, "Don't talk nonsense, immediately hold on to the boat in the center of the lake, be fast!"

"Okay-" The long penny was inserted into the water, setting off a circle of clear ripples, and when the captain saw Mu Cheng blindly looking at the center of the lake, he laughed dryly and said twice: "Childe, but go to find the girl who came to the lake at the right time?" The girl wore a hat and got on the boat by herself, and she went out on the boat by herself, and she was a little unhappy to see her say some sullen and depressed words......

"Frustrated?"

"What did she say about Zhaoyue Lake is so beautiful, even if it really dies here, it's not bad...... Bah, I've been in this lake for twenty or thirty years, and I've never heard anyone say such an unlucky thing!"

Mu Cheng's face changed, he looked a little pale in the sunny sun, and his hands in his sleeves were clenched into fists.

The captain smiled and said, "Childe, seeing that you look so nervous and anxious, could it be that your sweetheart?"

"My son doesn't have such a sweetheart! You don't have to be wordy, just hold the boat!" Mu Cheng replied impatiently, he didn't have such a sweetheart who actually threatened his life!

Seeing that it was only a few feet away from the boat, there was indeed a woman in white wearing a hat sitting on the boat, and the originally calm lake suddenly changed, and suddenly someone jumped out of the water like a swordfish, and the sword in his hand shone silver in the sun, stabbing at the woman with an unstoppable momentum, the woman did not react at all, and sat on the boat leaning on the side of the boat as if she had been waiting for a long time. Mu Cheng's heart seemed to be weightless at this moment, and he jumped up on the bow of the boat on his toes and pounced on the sword light, shouting loudly:

"Ziyan, get out of the way—"

But it was too late, and in a moment of lightning, he flew into the circle of mercury-like sword light and hugged the woman in white tightly, and the boat shook and almost capsized. Seeing that the sword light was about to touch his body, the strong wind suddenly withdrew, and only a muffled sound was heard on the surface of the water, and the person who stabbed actually abandoned the sword to avoid the water.

Mu Cheng was stunned, then lifted the hat of the woman in his arms with one hand, gasped, immediately let go of her, stabilized himself and stood up on the boat.

The woman's face was unfamiliar, her face was as beautiful as a peach, and she hugged Mu Cheng, only to feel that her hands were stained with the gaudy fat powder that he was extremely disgusted with, her eyes were burning and she stared at Mu Cheng in amazement, and said delicately:

"The slave family is grateful to be rescued by the son......"

She paused to speak, because at this time she saw Mu Cheng standing at the bow of the boat, staring at the lively captain in front of him with a penny, his face was pale, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out with anger, and she could only hear him ask word by word:

"Who brought you to the middle of the lake?"

The woman was stunned, and then she realized that he was asking her what she was asking, and she was pleasantly surprised, and said: "The little woman met a profound fortune teller last night, saying that when she went to Zhaoyue Lake alone to swim in the lake today, she would definitely meet the destined person Hongluan Xingdong, and now she really met the child......

"Last night?" he spat out two words coldly, and there was a sword floating in the water that reflected silver light in the sun, and when he picked it up, it turned out to be a thin piece of rotten wood covered with a layer of silver leaf, and his two fingers were broken with a slight clamp.

Isn't he crazy, his reason is gone, and he can't even see through such a little trick?!

Mu Cheng watched the man on the boat that was getting closer and closer, slowly taking off the hat on his head, and wiping the disguise on his face with the sleeves of his coat stained with water, the anger in his heart was like a huge wave.

She is really powerful, even a pair of hands can be disguised into the hands of a cracked and dark boatman, but she is too anxious to see clearly that there is a kind of discordant slenderness in the hands of the pole.

"Tell me the truth, the little woman is the red of the hibiscus tent, dare to ask the son ......" The shy and timid words automatically stopped when she saw the woman on the boat that was getting closer and closer, and she was surprised that she had conjured a beautiful and moving woman like a trick, and this woman's hair only reached behind the ear, and a neck as white as snow jade was exposed, and the graceful lines in the sun reminded of the elegant swan in the legend. She looked at the boy in green shirt with a bright gaze, and the smile on the corner of her lips was intriguing, like joy, but with a little sourness, and it was glued to his angry and deep gaze.

I've never seen a woman twist her hair so short, and I've never seen a woman wearing such a tattered and old man's coarse cloth clothes, and it makes people feel ...... It's special and beautiful.

Just as the bow of the boat was about to approach in pairs, she stretched out her hand to him, smiled lightly, like a breeze on the threshold, and said:

"Persimmon, come here, you can't leave. ”

Come here, of course...... He stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist accurately, the strength was so great that her face couldn't help but change, and the next second, her whole person was pulled up by him, suspended in the air, and then let go-

"Plop", a huge splash splashed and drenched the begonia red, the hull of the boat was agitated, she held the side of the boat in a panic, the green shirt had jumped to the boat next to her, and the short-haired woman ......

Isn't she dazzled? The ripples on the surface of the water are rippling endlessly, and he actually threw the woman into the lake without saying a word?!

"Childe-" Seeing that the man in the green shirt picked up the penny and inserted it into the water, the boat slowly left with the wind, he turned a deaf ear to her call, just looked back at the gradually calm water, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, but he didn't seem to have any attachment, and the penny in his hand did not hesitate.

She just knew that she was afraid of water, and in the year of Qinglin Mountain, she took him to Xuanbi Lake to teach him how to make water, but he always couldn't learn it. In the end, it always ended with him holding her wet and delicate and crushing her on the stone wall in the water and obsessively, she was ashamed and angry, so he succeeded, she stopped forcing him to wash the water, and then he was a little lost......

This time, she lied to him again, which was hateful, but it was very familiar......

It was so familiar that the moment he held her wrist flashed with reluctance.

The boat was propped up to the shade of the willows by the lake, he simply threw away the penny, leaned back on the side of the boat, supported his forehead with one hand and closed his eyes to recuperate. The woods were shady, the water was shining, and the microwave was rippling, she came out of the water like a slippery swimming fish, climbed on the side of the boat with one hand, wiped the water on her face with the other hand, and shook it hard, splashing Mu Cheng's body, Mu Cheng frowned and sat up, looking at her coldly.

She smiled, the corners of her mouth raised, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of boundless pleasure.

He was in a trance for a moment, as if he and she had never experienced so much suffering, and she had always been by his side, smiling sweetly at him, and blooming the most beautiful flowers in the depths of his heart.

Love is often something that happens in a moment, but it can last forever.

There is such a person, you think you have died to her, but when she reappears in front of you and smiles at you, you find that even hatred is so redundant, there is no time, there is no space.

Because, it turns out that you are afraid that it is too late to love her.

She pouted and complained to him: "I hid from seeing no one, and finally I threw them into the water when I saw them, causing me to drink a lot of lake water...... Hmm......" His chin was suddenly pinched, the back of his head was pressed against his hand, and the unfinished words were blocked by him.

His lips were slightly cool and soft, but they were menacing and frantically rampant, biting open her lips and the tips of his tongue searching her mouth for her fluid, and then gradually becoming lingering and gentle, like a gentle breeze and tide, slowly sweeping away the last breath of her chest.

obviously wanted to punish her, but in the end he lost to the desire for her.

Before she was kissed and almost turned into a water ghost, he pulled her aboard the boat, her hands hung weakly on his neck, her wet body pressed softly against him, and she did not forget to put her face on his slightly heaving chest, gasping and saying:

"Stinky persimmon, are you trying to murder your own wife?"

"Who said you were my wife?" he snorted, his fingers running over her rosy and swollen lips, but the other hand wrapped around her waist was tight.

"The stone tablet on the mound of Qinglin Mountain is written like this. yes, I don't think I had promised to marry someone yet. When her breath calmed down, she tried to sit up, but she was held by someone and couldn't move.

"Who are you, huh?"

"Mei Ziyan. ”

"I remember that Mei Ziyan was not so thin, her hair was not so short, and she did not look so ugly. ”

"The appearance has changed, but the heart has not changed. This Mei Ziyan knows who she is and who she loves. She whispered in Mu Cheng's heart:

"Persimmon, Ziyan is back......"

He didn't say anything, just lowered his head and lightly imprinted a kiss on her eyebrows.

The sun was slanting in the west, the coat of the green shirt was rolled up, and he carried her on his back on the overgrown lakeside path, just like a village man in the mountains. She was barefoot, her clothes were half-dried from the sun, her arms were like snow, and her feet were like jade, and she fell on his back and asked him:

"Persimmon, where are you taking me?"

"Go home. The pomegranate blossoms at home are full of trees, and they are so splendid, do you want to go and see them?"

"Well," she smiled sweetly, "Persimmon, speaking of pomegranate flowers, I recently learned to sing a little song, do you want to listen to it?"

Mu Cheng was noncommittal, so she sang softly:

"The green shade invades the eaves, the red pomegranate shines brightly, the host has a banquet out of the city, it is the rainy weather, the summer breeze is clear, and the ...... is clear"

Her voice is clear and pure, mellow with a hint of hoarseness, crisp and gentle, singing clear and pleasant, he can't help but think of the wonderful encounter outside the Yuanjue Temple that day, singing a song of peach blossom water, meeting a lifetime of cherishing people.

Love is love, fortunately, he and her, no one missed anyone.