Elegant courtyard with meandering flower walls.

Fu Liluo raised his eyes to see the door plaque, and there was a pear wood plaque on the beam, which was inscribed with three Qingjun characters: "Qingyue Zhai".

The font is beautiful and does not lose its style.

Fu Liluo looked fascinated.

"General Dou is here, please come in. The fresh and warm sound floated over, and then a woman in a thin green palace veil came to Ting, and a greasy, soft and fragrant breath swept over with the wind.

Fu Liluo followed Dou Xiaoyang forward, raised his eyes to see the woman who was close to him, about twenty-eight years old, but she had a good appearance, with a goose egg face and a slender willow waist. The slightly lower neckline exposed her snow-white neck, and the green silk on her head was pulled into a simple peach blossom bun, and the hairpin was only swayed with turquoise.

Such a beautiful woman complements this leisurely courtyard!

It's a good match!

Presumably, this woman must be a noble girl from everyone's background, right?

It's just that the noble girls in the capital, I have seen not a few, last time at the banquet for Shaoqing's birthday, everyone from a famous family in Kyoto went, but the woman in front of her looked very faced, presumably the daughter of a rookie who just came to the capital?

Fu Li's head drooped slightly, and his moist face was quietly covered with many doubts.

"Miss Wanqing, it's really annoying to come to the door so suddenly. Dou Xiaoyang took Fu Liluo's thin hand and stepped forward, smiling like a spring breeze.

The woman who called Wanqing smiled and shook her head, "Why does the general have to be so polite! I should be too happy that you can come to my cold house!" After that, he looked at Fu Liluo on Dou Xiaoyang's side, and Qing Ling's eyes stared at the hands that the two of them held tightly for a moment, "Presumably this is Miss Gu! This all-round style is really unmatched!"

Listening to the words of praise, Fu Liluo shook his head and smiled unconsciously.

The plain hand unconsciously tightened Dou Xiaoyang's fingers.

Her small movements, Dou Xiaoyang all felt the same way, and he was very happy in his heart!

Did this little woman learn to be jealous at some point?

With a dumb smile, Dou Xiaoyang felt that the heat along the way had been reduced a lot.

The courtyard is six rooms wide, Wanqing led the two of them in, and Jintong and Manluo followed behind with a smile and a joke.

Everyone stepped into the door of the Crane Flying Skirt Partition Door, Dou Xiaoyang smiled and said: "Last time I came, I saw that Miss Wanqing has a lot of books here, so I came here today, one is to cool off the heat, and the other is to borrow your precious place to read the scrolls." ”

Wan Qing stood in front of the arched door of Huang Liuli Dachuan Ping, rolled up her gauze sleeves, and she chuckled, "It's really thanks to you, general, if it weren't for your timely help last time, all the books in my mother's room would have been destroyed." Now, even though it's been a few days in the sun, there is still a musty smell in the scroll, so if you don't mind me leading you there?"

"That's it!" Dou Xiaoyang laughed lightly, and unconsciously clenched Fu Liluo's onion fingers and was about to follow.

Fu Liluo prides herself on not being a jealous little family, but when she heard the woman say that Dou Xiaoyang helped her last time, and saw that they looked very familiar, she didn't feel very useful. This Dou Xiaoyang has always been a cold and solemn person, in his previous life, he was chased after him like the county lord of Qinghe, and he ignored it with a cold face! He had never heard of any woman he was close to, but now he was talking to this Wanqing, and this intimacy was like a confidant.

Thinking about it, Fu Liluo was a little annoyed.

Pulling her fingers out of his big palm, she hung her eyes up the red wooden stairs, her eyebrows curled.

Dou Xiaoyang was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at her slightly tight complexion, the bottom of her eyes was dark under the fluffy eyelashes, this little woman really likes to play small!

He couldn't help but hold his forehead, and kept thinking about what he had just said and which behavior made her suddenly unhappy!

"Squeak" sounded.

The hollow lacquered wood with the pattern of the branches was pushed away, Wan Qingli reached out to pull the dark streamer plain brocade curtain on the side of the high table, a musty smell mixed with a little dust crept over, she raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose, and turned her head to look at the strange-looking men and women behind her: "It doesn't matter if I bask in the sun for a few days, as soon as the window is closed, the heat will steam and there will be a room of musty smell." ”

This house was originally excellent, and the surrounding scenery was not only elegant, but also in line with her quiet nature and her current situation. But it is such a good place, perhaps the branches of the trees are too luxuriant, and the rain has been abundant for several days in the middle of summer, but it is unexpectedly that the window lattices that have been closed for only a few days will be full of mold.

Fu Liluo crossed Dou Xiaoyang, raised his eyes to see, there was a large case with pear inlaid glass in the middle of the room, and there were eight treasure inkstones on the case, various color pen holders, and many kinds of milli pens inserted into it. Reflecting the big sun outside, it was covered with dust, as if it hadn't been touched for a long time! Fu Liluo looked carefully, and his eyes were unconsciously attracted by a picture of Master Dong Qichang Dong's "Danshu Bifeng" on the east wall. To say that Dong Qichang's charm is not only in the subtlety of his calligraphy and painting, but also in his extremely transparent way of dealing with the world, and his unyielding bearing is even more appreciated by Fu Liluo.

But this painting doesn't look like Master Dong's real handiwork.

"Copying the version. Dou Xiaoyang couldn't help but lean close to her, "If Xi'er likes it, there are ready-made authentic works in my house, and I will send you back." ”

"Who wants you!" Fu Li Luo sneered, and then turned his eyes to look at the bookshelves that filled the room, the sandalwood shelves standing against the wall are large and small, there are more than a dozen, each shelf is divided into four layers, each layer of wooden boards are stacked with thick and thin yellowed books, go closer, Fu Li Luo can also see clearly, the original road has been classified with a small plaque on each wooden beam, six arts, Zhuzi, poetry, soldiers, numbers, and techniques.

It's really detailed!

Standing in front of the sandalwood frame of Fang Jilu, Fu Liluo leaned over and picked up a copy of "Jing Fang Lu" and flipped through it.

Wan Qing carried the wooden brocade box and walked in, took a handkerchief to disperse the dust in the air, she smiled and said: "There is a lot of dust here, Miss Gu might as well pick up a few books and go to the Qing room next door to read them, where there have already been prepared ice crystals to cool off the heat." ”

"It's so bothering!" Fu Liluo smiled, followed the flower posture and stepped out, coughing lightly, she opened the conversation, "Miss Wanqing's room full of books, it looks really gratifying! I heard Miss say that your mother's books before, aren't all the books in this room left by your mother?"

"Anthracene, my mother left behind. Wanqing raised her hand to push open the carved door curtain, and frowned to look at Fu Liluo behind her, "My mother loves to read, but I don't look at it much. ”

Wan Qing said as he put the brocade box in his hand on the incense case on the screen, turned his eyes to look at the man behind Fu Liluo and said, "General Dou, I just composed a new song a day ago, and when you have to be free, I will give you a listen." ”

Fu Liluo sat down on the soft table of begonia flowers next to the incense case, and looked at Dou Xiaoyang who was leaning against the door with a pair of glass eyes.

Hah! It's really fresh!

Does this battle-hardened General Dou also like to listen to small songs?

It's really an eye-opener for Fu Li Luo!

Dou Xiaoyang looked at the corner of her jade mouth with a sneer, and he didn't feel panicked. Ignoring Wanqing's words, he only leaned forward to Fu Liluo with a sneering face, and hurriedly raised his lips and said, "Original... I don't know much about those songs, so I just listen to them!"

For some reason, looking at her suddenly dark face, he was a little at a loss.

"This is a chilled red bean soup from the morning, so you two can try it. ”

Wanqing rolled up his sleeves and personally took out two bowls of fine soup from the brocade box and put them on the table. looked at Dou Xiaoyang, who looked tight, and she was a little depressed in her heart.

Stunned, Wanqing walked out again.

The emerald bead curtain behind him was tinkling.

Seeing that there was no one next to him in the elegant room, Dou Xiaoyang couldn't help but pull Fu Li Luo Su's wrist, and looked at her clear eyes with a smile: "What's wrong with this?

"Don't pull and pull like this! What is going on when you are seen by others! Since you like that Miss Wanqing, why don't we just throw away our hands!" Fu Liluo shook off his hand and sat still, and didn't look at the handsome man leaning over her, he was always so annoying!

Raising her hand to cover her eyes, she turned sideways to the window edge of the sun's dazzling window, but the sun was too strong, and the tears in her eyes flowed more and more.

It's really annoying!

Fu Liluo's face was sullen, and he turned his back to him, but his thin shoulders trembled.

"You woman, you are really angry!" Dou Xiaoyang held her fragrant shoulder, raised his hand to caress the slippery on her face, the Adam's apple moved slightly, he moved over her body lightly, scraping the tip of her red nose, Dou Xiaoyang said in a moist voice: "I am good to Wanqing just because I think of his life experience is pitiful, how can I ever have the slightest liking! You arranged me so much, you even cried first!"

If it weren't for the fact that King Yue entrusted himself several times, Dou Xiaoyang really didn't want to have much contact with this Wanqing.

"This Miss Wanqing, who is she?"

Fu Liluo tugged at his sleeve to ask, and when she saw that his face was embarrassed, she curled her eyelashes again, and said duplicitously: "It's okay if you don't say it! I didn't want to know." ”

Dou Xiaoyang helplessly supported his forehead, handed the porcelain bowl of Liang Sisi to her, and he leaned close to the root of her ear, "She was..."

Just as the words were about to come out, a small sound came from the door.

He stopped suddenly.

Wanqing pushed the door in, pursed his lips and looked at the awkward two with a smile, "King Yue and King Dongyang are here, do you want to go down?"

Dou Xiao raised his chin and nodded, and raised his eyebrows to pull Fu Liluo's thin wrist.

Fu Liluo turned around and took off the silk handkerchief from his waist to caress his face.

After a slight pause, Fang stood up unhurriedly, brushed the hem of his clothes and went out.

This "Qingyue Zhai" is really a good place, not only does General Dou ignore Fengyue's patronage, but also the two noble princes are also guests here?

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"The matter of the triage of the three divisions of the East Palace must not be delayed any longer, according to the king, that Yuwen Jingyi is probably pretending to be crazy, does he think that he can hide in the East Palace unharmed by pretending to be crazy?

On the rose octagonal chair next to the big case in the flower hall on the first floor, Dongyang Wang Yuwen Yong's sharp frowns and frowned, and the big palm slapped on the pear case.

King Yue on the side stroked his palm, Fang put aside the tea bowl and said with deep eyebrows: "The things that the prince did really violated the rules of the ancestors, and the saint was also furious this time, but in any case, he Yuwen Jingyi is the eldest son of the king of Annan after all, and the saint is angry, and he will not really kill him." ”

King Annan has a close relationship with today's saints, when he was hunting in the mountains of Xu Mang, King Annan, who was only two decades old, broke an arm in order to save Yuwen Lingyong, who was still the crown prince, from the wolf's mouth. This kind of affection, looking at the entire Beiyi royal family, no one can do it.