The water shows the mountain and the eyebrows are far away, and the return is idle and leaning on the small pavilion window. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info spring breeze does not understand the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and smiles at the rain alley to find guests to taste.

Jiangnan town is really different from Bianjing, the former is elegant and refined, and the latter is brilliant.

There are many small bridges in the water lanes, and people sleep on the river.

Wearing a pear embroidered Luo skirt, the woman who is like clouds and snow is stepping on the water on the soles of her feet, walking unhurriedly, her half-hanging head, the steps under her feet are slightly faster, but there is no sense of urgency.

In the drizzle, she was holding an oil-paper umbrella in one hand and a red bag in the other, and seemed to be only focusing on the road under her feet, but she almost bumped into the white-robed man in front of her.

The moment she raised her head, the girl's face was fully revealed, her face was fair, her lips were white, her lips were white, her clouds were swept by the moon, the hair on her cheeks had already been dyed with water vapor, like fog and clouds, and her whole face did not have much of a stunning feeling, but the temperament exuded by her body made people feel comfortable, gentle and delicate, like light rain and delicate, and like hazy mist.

"I'm so sorry. Wu Nong spoke softly, and his voice was really good.

The white-robed man shook his head, without a trace of superfluous expression on his face.

The girl bowed slightly, although she was holding an oil-paper umbrella in her hand and holding something, her movements were natural and light, without any twisting posture.

She walked to the side and passed the man.

After taking two steps, the girl couldn't help but look back, and saw that the man was still standing in place, and she didn't know what she was thinking in the rain.

The man in the white robe did not have an umbrella in his hand, his posture was independent, and most of his clothes were already wet.

The girl pursed her lips, her eyes full of doubt.

"Childe?"

The white-robed man turned around.

"Is your house around here?"

He shook his head.

The girl turned back, walked up to him, and handed over the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, "Childe, use it, my house is in front, I will be there soon, and it's okay if you don't use an umbrella." ”

The man in the green shirt half-hung his face, looked at the innocent girl in front of him, and couldn't help but smile.

"Thank you!" the voice was like the sound of jade, like the sound of heaven.

When the girl saw the man in the green shirt laughing, her eyebrows and eyes added a little color, her face flushed slightly, she covered her head with one hand, lowered her face, turned around and walked home.

When they arrived at the door, a woman greeted them.

"Mother, why did you come to the door?" the girl smiled and stepped forward.

"It wasn't raining when I went out, so I was worried about you, so I came to greet you. ”

"I'm fine, don't worry. ”

"Why did you come back in the rain? Didn't you bring an umbrella when you went to the cloth workshop?"

The girl didn't know if the umbrella would come back, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

"I, I don't know where I lost it. The girl's tone was faintly reproachful.

"If you lose it, you will lose it, go back and change your clothes. ”

The smoke willow paints the bridge, the wind curtain is green, the girl embroiders under the window, and the beauty is half hidden. What she embroidered in her hand was a pair of unfinished koi, and the base material was red brocade, red and gorgeous, even more red than the red glow in the west.

Just listen to a young voice, "Big sister, big sister, we have a guest in our house!" Just listen to the high-pitched tone and you can hear the excited expression.

"What kind of guest, makes you so happy?"

"It's from the capital, it's from the capital, let's go and see it, okay?"

The girl was dragged by her sister to the front yard to see the guest from the capital.

Suzhou is far away from the capital, few people from the capital come here, the last time from the capital came to the eunuch who came from the palace to pass the decree, the holy decree of the bright and sparkling, the whole house all knelt down to receive the decree, but it turned out to be a marriage edict.

I don't know who came from the capital this time?

The girl and her sister hid in the back hall and peeked out of the window.

But it turned out to be a young man, the white-robed boy who gave the umbrella to the girl last time it rained.

The appearance of the white-robed boy is not outstanding, and he only thinks that he will forget it when he turns around at a glance, but the girl remembers his smile, he is very ordinary when he is not smiling, only when he laughs, his eyebrows, eyes and facial features are colored, which makes him add a bit of style.

The white-robed boy claimed to be surnamed Xue, and when he first came to Suzhou, he came to visit the girl's father.

His demeanor is calm, his speech is polite, and his speech is not hurried, which makes people feel quite indifferent.

My sister yearned for it, and said with a smile, "I don't know if this Xue Gongzi will live in our house?"

The girl's father invited the white-robed boy to move in, and the white-robed boy politely thanked him, saying that he had rented another accommodation.

Suzhou is a place of ease, calm and serene, and living there will make people not want to leave.

At least that's what the white-robed boy thinks.

The girl met the white-robed boy again, and the white-robed boy said that he wanted to return her umbrella, and the girl actually felt that it didn't matter if she didn't want the umbrella, but she still followed him.

It turned out that the place where the white-robed boy lived was not far from her house, next to her house, but the gate was at the back, separated by an alley.

The white-robed boy rented there, the plaque has changed its name, she remembered that it used to be called Jian Yuexuan, and now the plaque has been replaced by "Suxiang", the font is plain and elegant, extremely positive, and the handwriting is very similar to the white-robed son's personality.

No wonder she often hears the sound of the piano at night these days, and it turns out that he is playing it.

The white-robed man was calm and indifferent, from the plaque at the door to the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in the small courtyard, as long as she asked suspiciously, he spoke everything very carefully.

The girl felt that she would not be able to see the white-robed boy again in the future, but she had only seen each other twice, but she was flustered. It was a feeling that she had never felt before, and she was both curious and resistant.

If there was no emperor's marriage edict, maybe she would dare to be presumptuous, but she couldn't, she couldn't resist the decree, and her family couldn't withstand the consequences of resisting the decree.

The girl couldn't understand that her father was just the founder of the fourth grade, with a low official position, and no power and power, how could she Lin Suxin He De marry that young man who was erudite, had a wonderful demeanor, was quick-witted, and eloquent and eloquent?

She would rather marry Lang Jun from an ordinary family and live a peaceful life.

Lin Suxin didn't know that this encounter had become her concern, but when she thought of the marriage contract she had made, she was ashamed.

The wedding dress is added, the hair is combed high, the beads and hairpins are hanging, and the hijab covers everything in front of her.

Tears stained the wedding dress, and she married her husband.

From the moment her husband lifted her hijab, she had the illusion that her husband was like the white-clothed Xue Gongzi. But they are obviously two people, the husband's face makes everything around him lose color, and the delicate facial features are the most perfect gift from God.

How could Xue Gongzi's ordinary appearance and this perfect person be the same person!

But when her husband asked that sentence, do you have a heart in your heart, she was extremely flustered, and she only felt that she had no face to see him again.

"Do you still like that Xue Ren?"

Lin Suxin shook her head no, nodded no.

She didn't know.

She has long been moved by her husband's favor and love, but she will still think about that Xue Ren, she is too greedy!

"Why are our frangipani so stupid! Ye usually behaves so obviously, she can't even see it!" "I have a deep resentment, and I eat my own vinegar, which is uncomfortable.

Lin Suxin moistened her eyes, it turned out that her husband was Xue Ren?

Xue Ren, Xueren?Why did she forget that her husband's name was Yan Xueren?(To be continued.) )