Last night, Wang Yuxi left, and Prince Chu's hill was alive again. Xiao Lang nested in Zhou Rushui's arms while eating milk cakes, while muttering quietly, "Xiao Wu's milk cakes are the most delicious, and Brother's grilled fish is the sweetest." As he spoke, his white and tender little hands did not forget to touch Zhou Rushui's long black hair, and said with a smile: "Sister is the most drifting." ”

Zhou Rushui was so amused by him that his eyes were bent into crescents, so he teased him and asked: "The front is a milk cake, the back is your brother's grilled fish, and in the end it is a sister, are you going to eat me?"

Hearing this, Zi Chu's big eyes like black agate looked at Zhou Rushui drippingly, all serious, shaking his head like a rattle, and said solemnly: "I am not willing to eat Sister! Xiao Wu must grow tall! Protect Sister!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his little lotus-like arms to wrap around Zhou Rushui's neck, and very obediently buried his little face in her neck socket and rubbed it, as if offering treasures, and said seriously: "Sister, my brother is cute fishing! Ah Weng once said that he is a slave who fishes in Weishui! He is a man of his own way, and he is enough to live forever." Wait for Brother to put down the fish hook again, and we can eat grilled fish together!" Speaking of this, Wang Zichu nested back into Zhou Rushui's arms, swallowed a big mouthful of milk cakes, bent his big eyes, and smiled like a fishy milk cat.

In this way, as soon as the day dawned, Zhou Rushui remembered that the pheasant on the incense burner mountain tasted good, so she thought that she could also hunt a pheasant with her own hands and occupy a place in the recipe of Wang Zichu's little gluttonous cat.

At that time, the weather was clear and the wind was smooth. There are many trees in the mountains, and the snow falls on the branches, like velvet flowers.

Zhou Rushui climbed the stairs all the way, followed the sound of the clear and turbulent stream, and walked straight into the forest. But before she could find the pheasant, she was startled.

What she saw was a glowing golden lotus mask, and behind the mask, there was a pair of bewitching and scorching eyes, more beautiful than a girl.

Those eyes, the gaze is like electricity, clear as washing, but it also contains countless coldness and sharpness. was so obedient that it only happened for a moment, which made Zhou Rushui think of the snake spitting out the letter, and goosebumps all over his body.

In this way, she was really frightened, and the glass marbles in her hand rolled to the ground in an instant.

The glass marbles fell to the ground, causing the man to laugh out. After a while, I saw him looking to the right quite lightly, his eyes narrowed, his expression was extremely lazy, and he mocked very contemptively: "You Zhou Guo's little Chitose, but are you as timid as a mole? When you see this gentleman, you even lose everything in your hand?"

Before his voice had stopped, he heard another chuckle, which was light and warm, and retorted, "She's very clever! It's like a thin rope, which suddenly hooks around people's hearts, but as soon as it touches it, it immediately closes into nothingness.

Because this voice was too familiar, Zhou Rushui raised his eyebrows slightly, put his hands on his cloak, and leaned out from behind the tree.

At this glance, she realized that the man was standing on a pavilion, surrounded by a clear and turbulent stream, and the white clouds hugged the steep mountain rocks standing on the wall in the distance.

There are not only him in the pavilion, but also others. Wang Yuxi, Xie Yunzhi, Nangong Qi, Feng Zhang, whether they are close or sparse, they are all known to her, and they are all outstanding people in her Zhou Kingdom.

Seeing her, Xie Yunzhi's pupils shrank invisibly, and the hand holding the cup was even more stunned. Wang Yuxi raised his face and smiled at her.

Because of his words, the man swept towards Zhou Rushui again, his stinging pupils suddenly darkened, and he mocked with a smile: "Really?"

At this point, he looked down at Zhou Rushui condescendingly, his low voice was mellow and mellow, with a mesmerizing magnetism, and the tail note was rolled up, and he asked faintly: "We are talking about word making." They all think that if the ancient Gui system is ran, the ancients made words, and it is not Gou Yun. For example, the four horses are called the silkworm, the heavenly insect is the silkworm, and the word slope is from the soil from the skin, which is said to be the skin of the soil. So, Chitose thinks, what's the slippery word?"

Fang Cai said that she was as timid as a mouse, but now that she listened to Wang Yuxi's words, she taught her knowledge directly. Jin Lian masks her face, arrogantly claims to be her own king, has an eccentric temperament, and behaves obediently. This point of view made Zhou Rushui glance at Xie Yunzhi with a faint expression on his face in surprise.

She knew that the Xie family had invited a lot of people, but she didn't expect that they would even invite this one! If she didn't guess wrong, this red-clothed gentleman was afraid that it would be the famous Ningchuan Young Master Feng Qianlou.

It is rumored that at the beginning of the construction of Ningchuan City, in order to defeat the Xia ** team that attacked Ningchuan, nearly 10,000 Xia Tong were captured and buried in front of the gate of Ningchuan City.

It is rumored that the ninth generation of the city lord of Ningchuan City, the grandfather of Feng Qianlou, once married his second daughter to Wei Jun. But who thought that Wei Jun spoiled his concubine and killed his wife, burned the two daughters of the Feng family to death, and on the day of the execution, Wei Jun also died violently. A month later, the Wei State was flooded with plague. In this way, the Wei people all believe that this disaster and this disaster are all due to Ningchuan's strange arts.

It is rumored that the young master of Ningchuan City, Feng Qianlou, is quite wise, born with a fairy lotus on his forehead and colored light on his feet. But he never showed his true face, and he always covered his face with gold and hidden behind the scenes. His temperament is even more eccentric and wild, and he once compared his life with Qi Gongzi's life, and forced Qi Gongzi to commit suicide by hanging from the beam.

At that time, Qi Gongzi chimney washed the pot with sugar water after dinner, and he used candles as firewood; Qi Gongzi chimney made forty miles of purple silk cloth step barrier, he made fifty miles of brocade step barrier; Qi Gongzi chimney painted the wall with red stone grease, so he switched to pepper. Later, Qi Jun couldn't stand it, and rewarded Qi Gongzi with a coral tree two feet high, with sparse branches, which is rare in the world.

But what did he think, Feng Qianlou still laughed at the tree when he saw it, and he directly waved the iron Ruyi and smashed the coral. After a while, he even mocked Qi Gongzi unceremoniously: "Don't feel distressed, this gentleman will return you." Then he ordered six or seven coral trees three or four feet high, with their trunks and splendor to the left and right. In this way, Qi Gongzi also knew that he couldn't compare, and he committed suicide by hanging himself that night.

Of course, rumors stop at the truth of the wise, and Zhou Rushui still understands it.

But if she remembers correctly, when she was young, she had a relationship with Feng Qianlou. At that time, she followed the eldest princess Dai to the millennium's centennial banquet under the name of Fu Ling.

She especially remembered that behind the rockery, Feng Qianlou was small, and the golden mask on his face was also small. But in front of him stood a maid with her mouth wide open, and she wanted to cry without tears. The maid sobbed very quietly, and he stood in front of her, and said in a hoarse voice, very gently and gently, "Is it because the tongue has fallen off?

But as he said this, he suddenly drew two silver needles in his hand, and the silver needles stabbed straight into the temples of the maidservant, almost killing him with one move. Even when the maid fell to the ground, she heard him muttering unwillingly, "What a fool!

Because of this, she became seriously ill after returning to the palace. Since then, he has never been to join in the excitement of Zhou Dai.

Whether it is rumors or at first sight, Zhou Rushui's impression of Feng Qianlou is really bad. If she could, she wouldn't want to deal with him.

But now that she has met her, she is not easy to retreat, and she has lost the face of their old Zhou family in vain.

Then, I saw that her little face was white and transparent, Shi Shiran stood under the shade of the tree, his clear eyes were bent, knowing that he would make things difficult for himself, but he still smiled lightly: "If according to what the young master said, the slippery word is the bone of water." ”

Her voice fell, Feng Qianlou smiled, he slowly raised his chin, under the mask, the tail of the eyes that was tilted up obliquely with a touch of dark red, first mocked her quite teasingly: "You are not a clumsy and stupid person, you can still recognize Benjun!" As he spoke, his voice was full of demonic spirit, and he continued to ask Zhou Rushui with a sense of teasing: "That is the case, Chitose can know, what is the dove character?"

Hearing this, Zhou Rushui smiled lightly, she bent down, picked up the glass marbles that had just fallen on the ground, wiped the snow off her head with a handkerchief, and stuffed it back into her purse before she replied slowly: "If you follow the previous example, the dove is the nine birds." ”

"But this dove character nine birds, can there be a source?" Hearing her answer like this, Feng Qianlou smiled lowly, and the laughter was quite charming and feminine.

Zhou Rushui knew that he was playing a trick, but fortunately, she was more crooked. I saw that her dark apricot eyes were shining, and she didn't look at others, and she replied cleverly: "The Book of Songs, the dove has clouds, the dove is in the mulberry, and its son is seven." In this way, even the mother and the master, isn't it the nine birds?"

As soon as her words fell, the still tense atmosphere in the pavilion was relaxed, and everyone burst into laughter.

Wang Yuxi even beckoned to her, and said quite comfortably: "It's better to invite each other than to meet by chance, after this pass, the little princess will be invited to the table!"

It is a great honour to sit at the same table with Coats. But Zhou Rushui has long been accustomed to seeing Xie Yunzhi and Wang Yuxi, and at this moment, there is no joy. As for her sitting in the guest seat, she just quietly listened to everyone's conversation, and did not take advantage of this to talk.

To listen to Feng Ji said: "All year round, the wind has its own name: spring is the wind, summer is the wind, autumn is the golden wind, and winter is the wind." , I couldn't help but burst out with a light smile, and said lightly: "Now this spring breeze is like a knife, is it still a wind?"

Her voice was clear and melodious.

This question also provoked Feng Qianlou to raise his eyebrows, he twisted a smile, and suddenly, he replied half-truthfully: "The season is chaotic, but it is crazy." As he spoke, he ordered the boy to bring the mulberry wine and drink it together.

Ningchuan City is rich in mulberry wine, Feng Qianlou borrowed Liang Village this time, and brought a few bottles of good mulberry wine to entertain old friends.

Listening to the wind and shallow building, he concisely explained his own intention and the benefits of mulberry wine, and Zhou Rushui's heart was relieved. Seeing that everyone was drinking happily, I couldn't help but stare at the mulberry wine in the lamp.