Yuluo Lake is located at the foot of Changkong Mountain, and there are dozens of miles in the lake that reflect the sky like a mirror and clear water.

The lotus flowers rise and fall with the water waves, and the fishing songs flutter everywhere and the phosphorescent light leaps.

Li Yitian followed Sikong Xiaoyue and they propped up a flat boat and slowly crossed towards the center of the lake.

Li Yitian stood on the bow of the ship, dressed in white and undulating with the wind. He narrowed his eyes and embraced this world with open arms, the cool breeze on the lake, and the young man in white here suddenly looked like an immortal.

Li Yitian closed his eyes and felt the surroundings, the sound of the wind in his ears, the sound of catkins flying, and the sound of breaking water when the fish leaped around.

When he opened his eyes, he saw thousands of willows dancing lightly on the shore of the lake, and thousands of water lilies blooming in the lake.

He looked back at Sikong Jingming and said with a smile: "How happy it is for Sikong brothers to live in this place of beautiful mountains and rivers, this rain falling lake is really a fairyland on earth, which makes people linger and forget their worries." ”

Sikong Jingming secretly glanced at Mo Lin, his mind had already made a few turns, and he smiled slightly: "If Brother Li likes it, you can also stay in Yuluo Lake for a while." Wouldn't it be nice for us to take a boat in the evening and make tea in this rainy lake?"

Li Yitian glanced at Mo Lin, thinking that this kid is still a thief, and he actually dares to fight Mo Lin's idea, get him!

Mo Lin seemed to be unaware of the verbal exchange between the two, and only cared about enjoying the scenery in the lake. A strand of mischievous hair lightly covered her beautiful side face, and she also became a scenery in the eyes of Sikong Jingming and Li Yitian.

Sikong Xiaoyue's mind was in a hurry, and she wanted to draw Mo Lin's attention to her brother, so she said proudly: "Speaking of the scenery of this rainy lake, I have to mention that my brother wrote a poem on this lake when he was eight years old, and it is still sung by fishermen. ”

Mo Lin was really interested by her, she looked at Sikong Xiaoyue and smiled slightly: "I don't know if I can bother Miss Sikong to recite the masterwork of Sikong Shaoxia?"

Sikong Xiaoyue cleared her throat and opened her mouth to chant the small poem written by Sikong Jingming, her voice was crisp, adding a bit of beautiful charm to the small poem: "

The rain falls at the place where the fishing song falls,

Light green and light red makeup is at the beginning.

The cloud sleeves flutter and dance lightly,

Daimei's distant mountains are mournful. ”

Mo Lin gently stroked the white and greasy palm of the jade, reminiscing about the scenery in the poem, she stared at Sikong Jing and praised: "Sikong Gongzi is talented, and the four poems have written all the drizzle fishing songs, willow lotus, sky and clouds, lakes and mountains. There is no lake in the whole poem, and a lake scene in the rain is written by writing the sad expression of a dancing girl, and the son is really a reading gentleman. “

Sikong Jingming hurriedly was humble and polite, and he didn't even dare to say that Miss Molin had an overreputation.

But he was secretly happy in his heart, it seems that Miss Mo Lin likes poetry, and she is expected to win her heart.

Sikong Xiaoyue looked at Mo Lin and Sikong Jingming, who were talking happily, and was secretly happy in her heart.

She thinks that as long as her brother gets Mo Lin, then Brother Li Erjie is not her own?

They are at ease, happy and happy, Li Yitian is tired of it.

Is this a female ticket for labor and management? Sikong Jingming, what are you going to do with this little white face?

The second prince was very unhappy, and he decided to add some blockage to Sikong Jingming and them.

So Li Yitian cleared his throat and said: "Actually, I can also write poetry, but I am usually low-key, and I don't say it." ”

Sikong Jingming was vigilant, but he didn't expect that his competitor was also a civil and military all-rounder, so it was a big trouble.

Mo Lin twitched his fine eyebrows imperceptibly, she has been with this product for so long, can she not know what kind of goods Li Yitian is?

This is a straw bale, the kind that doesn't have any ink in its belly.

Except for Angkor, I don't know what evil he fell into, and he came up with a song "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", and he was a downright rough man at other times.

She really wanted to tell Sikong Jingming: "Childe doesn't have to be nervous, when it comes to dancing and writing, this product can't even compare to a finger of you." ”

But at the moment, she could only follow Li Yitian's words: "I don't know what the son has to do?"

Li Yitian tidied up his meter and stood up, looking impassioned: "

From a distance, the mountains are black, thin on the top and thick on the bottom.

One day turn it over, the bottom will be thin and the top will be thick!"

The whole ship was sluggish, the atmosphere was awkward for a while, and Lao Duan muttered to himself like a fool: "It turns out that this is what Lao Wu said, 'There is no most surprise, only more surprise.'" ’”

Sikong Jingming held back a smile and blushed, and reluctantly praised intermittently: "Brother Li is so eloquent! This poem is written ...... It's really subtle and righteous, and the spirit is majestic!"

Even Sikong Xiaoyue, who has always liked Li Yitian, couldn't help but cover her face, Brother Li's poem is so naked, I can't praise it, it's so shy.

Mo Lin was stunned for a moment, and at first he was annoyed that Li Yitian always deliberately made a fool of himself.

Thinking of this, she blushed slightly, feeling that ignoring his status as a prince, Li Yitian was jealous for himself and Sikong Jingming, and he didn't hesitate to make a fool of himself to stir up the situation, this kind of childish behavior is actually quite cute.

Mo Lin looked at Li Yitian with a slight distraction, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and that trace of graceful beauty touched Li Yitian's heart.

It's not that he can't write poetry, when he was an otaku in his previous life, he once imitated ancient poems and wrote some verses, but he couldn't get on the stage.

At this time, his hand gently brushed Mo Lin's cheek, teasing this beautiful woman, he stretched out his index finger to wrap a strand of green silk around her, his eyes looked at Mo Lin gently, but he didn't see a trace of shyness in her eyes, he still decided to lose face today, so he didn't pirate the predecessors first, and made up a song himself to show his sincerity, he thought for a moment and groaned: "

The fisherwoman on the shore refers to the butterflies, and the cowherd sings outside the mountain.

The egrets on the trees are lined with blue sky, and the lotus in the lake is red and the spring water is blue.

Falling flowers are not outsiders, and the flowing water is affectionate around the willow forest.

The breeze comes and goes for tens of thousands of miles, and the most light smile is moving. ”

Sikong Jingming was happy, and when he heard Li Yitian's poem, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned bitter, isn't this still a fierce enemy? Why does this calf like to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger so much?

Sikong Xiaoyue's eyes began to have little stars again, it turned out that Brother Tian's poems were so well written, he was really a beautiful man with both civil and military skills.

Lao Duan's head cramped again before he could react, you thought that Li Yitian was really standing on the first layer, but he gave you a fake second layer, you believed his shameless second layer, but it turned out that he was standing on the third layer: "What's going on? ”

Steward Jin sighed and patted Lao Duan's shoulder and said, "Lao Duan, in fact, I don't think it's suitable for you to use your brain, you should be honest and be a fool." ”

Lao Duan didn't react, and followed blankly: "That's right." ”

Immediately reacted to the fact that Steward Jin was making fun of him, and he was furious: "How can you talk?

Everyone was arguing, but Li Yitian and Mo Lin seemed to be far away from the hustle and bustle, and they only had each other in their eyes.

The panic in Mo Lin's eyes finally didn't have time to escape this time, and was completely captured by Li Yitian into his eyes.

Time and space froze at this moment, and only two hearts were left in the ears of the two of them...... The sound of beating

Finally, Li Yitian broke the silence between the two first, he wrapped his left index finger around Mo Linqingsi, and watched the hair gently slide over Mo Lin's beautiful face.

At the moment of letting go, Li Yitian's fingers "accidentally" touched Mo Lin's somewhat tense face, and the smooth and elastic warm touch made the two young hearts beat again.

Immediately, both of them tacitly removed their gazes from each other's faces.

It's a long process, but it's just a matter of seconds.

So except for Angkor, an old thing who has been carefully observing Li Yitian and Mo Lin, no one else has noticed the strange look between the two.

It was as if Li Yitian just wrapped Mo Lin's green silk around his fingers and teased her and let her go.

Angkor called Li Yitian meaningfully: "Erjie." ”

Li Yitian was instantly frightened, as if he had been caught by a teacher and a middle school student who was in early love, and hurriedly replied, "Huh?"

Angkor didn't speak, just looked at him and smiled, turned his head to look at Mo Lin, and gave him a look that you understand, I understand, everyone understands.

As a result, Mo Lin's reaction was much calmer than Li Yitian's......, how could my dignified Yan Kingdom Qilinzi lose the battle in the love field?

Sikong Xiaoyue can't control a lot, this girl has completely taken refuge in Li Yitian's camp.

She betrayed the family camp in an instant, looked at her brother with a provocative face, and said, "How is it? Brother, my brother Li's poem is not worse than yours, right?"

Sikong Jingming smiled bitterly, this girl is really, who is your brother?

But he himself is a humble gentleman, and he said convincingly: "Brother Li is talented, and the younger brother is really incomparable."

Brother Li's poem is higher than me in terms of both the scene and the meaning, and I admire it. ”

Before Li Yitian could speak, Mo Lin had already taken the lead and said: "Sikong Gongzi is really too modest, and my son-in-law's clumsiness will never dare to compare with you." ”

Yes, Li Yitian originally wanted to pretend to be a force, saying something similar to Sikong Since you have recognized the gap between yourself and your brother, why don't you quickly give up your bad intentions towards Mo Lin and learn to paint the wall with feces and so on.

This time, before he could say anything, he was strangled to death by Mo Lin. But my own daughter-in-law, I don't care about her (*^ワ^*).

Thinking so, Li Yitian smiled and made a hair-winding motion to Mo Lin.

At this time, Mo Lin finally did not calm down, and glared at this disciple fiercely.

At this time, Angkor shook the teacup in his hand and sighed as if unintentionally: "It's good to be young." ”

Now I embarrassed the two young people who were flirting secretly, this bad old man, very bad!