exhausted all his strength, exhausted to the point that his limbs were weak, so that Wu Yan didn't care about being elegant or unsightly, and directly lay on the ground to rest, but fortunately, no one passed by, so he didn't receive the attention of curious eyes, or was disturbed by others. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Yan slowed down for a while, slowly sat up from the ground, she sat on the edge of the embankment, her feet were hanging against the edge of the embankment, there were water droplets dripping from her pants and shoes, dripping on the wide lotus leaves in the pool, the water droplets rolled one or two times, rolled into a bright one, rolled to the middle of the lotus leaves, and did not move. Wu Yan took off his shoes, leaned down and slowly squeezed the water in his clothes, the water droplets continued to drip down from his feet, and the water droplets on the lotus leaves continued to roll bigger and heavier, and finally pressed down the lotus leaves and rolled into the pool.

The light of the sun was fierce and raging, and the sound of cicadas was short and long, which was originally a drowsy nap time, but because of Wu Yan's behavior of abandoning the boat and swimming to the shore, his clothes were wet and sticking to his body at this moment, and he was so cold that he was energetic. She remembered the blanket that Xia Zihe threw at her just now, only to find that the blanket was also soaked, and the boat that had been abandoned in the pond had lost its trace in the lotus leaf group.

In the lotus pond, suddenly a white shadow was startled, a white crane gracefully swept over the lotus leaves, as if a gust of white wind swept by, the lotus leaves shook bustlingly, the white crane flew down into the lotus leaf group, Wu Yan rubbed his eyes, and saw a white crane fly up, and the previous pair of shadows followed, but soon, the two white cranes covered their figures in the high and low green lotus leaves. Covered by the lotus leaves, not only the white cranes, but also the mandarin ducks swimming one-on-one on the water of the green pond under the lotus leaves.

Wu Yan could see that a hint of wind was blowing, she sneezed, quickly rubbed her nose, and was about to get up and go back to the tower, when she just turned around, only then did she notice the sound of colliding rings behind her.

Wu Yan turned around, but saw four women walking on the palace road behind him at some point, and they were standing not far behind him at this time. The woman at the head is wearing a frost-colored cloak, covered with a dark gauze cover, holding a blood-colored shawl, she is slender, under the dark gauze cover, revealing the blue-gray water pattern on the hem of the cloak, a black hair combed into a bun in the style of ingots, and the innermost is a green skirt, with a ring on the waist, so that there is a sound of ring wearing when walking. She was followed by a woman in a red-clothed palace dress, who should be her personal maid, who was also looking at herself with her gaze, and four or five steps behind them, there were two girls in pink palace clothes, but they lowered their eyebrows and turned a blind eye to Wu Yan.

The woman in the frost-colored cloak saw Wu Yan turn her head to look at herself, a smile spread on her plump goose egg face, and the flowers on her forehead greeted the sun, red as fire, and on her cloud-like bun, there were flowers carved from gold and silver on her hair, falling down strings of beads and hanging down her cheeks. At this time, because she smiled slightly, the beads on her cheeks shook beautifully and slightly, lining the woman's bright eyes like pearlescent, and her complexion was ruddy like a flower.

Wu Yan was stunned for a while, and forgot to withdraw his gaze, and forgot to hide his embarrassment, but the woman in the frost-colored cloak said, "Look, there is such a naturally beautiful girl in the palace, but I don't know why this appearance is really pitiful." ”

Her voice was like a heavenly sound, as light as the sound of a mountain stream tinkling a clear spring. Wu Yan looked up at her, watched her move the lotus step lightly, watched her walk in front of her and leaned down, the beads on her cheeks swayed and collided slightly, making a very slight "bell", she was so close, the hanging and swaying beads touched her cheeks slightly, as if she was wearing it on her head.

"You didn't fall into the water to pick lotus flowers, did you? ”

The voice of the woman in the frost-colored cloak was gentle and beautiful, and there were bursts of fragrance coming from her body, the fragrance of flowers? But I couldn't tell what kind of flower fragrance it was, it was an extremely rich sweet fragrance, just too sweet, a little more too greasy, a little less too light. Smell a few more sips, only to feel that the rich fragrance seems to be mixed with a trace of coolness, this strong fragrance is like encountering a drizzle and breeze, the sky gradually clears, suddenly on the lotus pond to see a rainbow, reflecting the bright sunshine, the light flow is very charming. In the pond, the lotus flower with a few drops of rain slowly opens, and the cool raindrops slowly drip from the petals into the water, creating a slight ripple, which is a refreshing clear and cool thought, and the thought is unforgettable.

The woman in front of her is similar to Sister Ying, her appearance is beautiful and beautiful, but the difference is that the beauty of this woman is not only this, the temperament she exudes all over her body, and her eyes are flowing, but there is a charm that is extremely contradictory to her appearance, which makes people look at it and be confused.

Seeing that Wu Yan was looking at herself without blinking, the woman in the frost-colored cloak stretched out her hand, straightened the messy wet hair on Wu Yan's face, and said, "My mother also likes the lotus here, but unfortunately, this year, she can't come to see the lotus here." ”

Wu Yan came back to her senses because her wet hair was stroked by others, but she saw that the woman in front of her had already stood up straight, looked at the lotus pond on her side, and chanted, "The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red." At the beginning, the red lotus in the pond was full of lotus, but today, I only see the white lotus, and it is not only the crane that does not return, but also the flowers that fall to the end of the world, and people will eventually die. ”

The voice is melodious, and it implies endless lamentation, obviously only a sentence or two, but it is as beautiful as singing. Wu Yan noticed the gorgeous clothes on her body, and looked at the maid behind her, even if she was not a harem concubine, she should be a relative of the concubine, but such a wonderful person, if he was in the harem, not to mention that he was one of the best people, how could he not be recognized by the king and included in the palace.

Hearing her talk about her mother, Wu Yan thought that she hadn't even seen her mother, and she couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness in her heart, and said in a low voice, "It's better to know what your mother likes than not to know anything." ”

The woman in the frost-colored cloak heard it, she stared at Wu Yan with a sideways face, and a smile bloomed on her red lips, and when she was about to say something, she saw a palace maid in pink palace clothes running under the sun, running out of breath, running without regard for her appearance, but she didn't know what was going on. Seeing that she ran closer, she stopped beside the woman in red palace clothes, immediately adjusted her posture, and after giving a soft salute, she said clearly, "Niangniang, Mrs. Mu has entered the palace." ”

Hearing this, the woman in the frost-colored cloak turned around and walked a few steps, but suddenly turned around and took off the cloak on her body, she walked back to Wu Yan's side, picked up the wet blanket on Wu Yan's body, and threw it to her side, fortunately, the blanket was wet, half fell to the ground, half hung on the edge of the embankment, and did not fall into the water immediately. The woman's cloak was draped over Wu Yan's body, and she said with a smile, "Go back to the tower early, be careful not to catch a cold." ”

Wu Yan didn't expect her to mention Su Ta, and she wondered if this woman knew herself, raised her eyes and looked at the woman's eyes, the woman's apricot eyes seemed to be hazy smoke, her laughter was soft and soft, and she said, "Your name is Wu Yan, right?"

Her cloak seemed to have her temperature, wrapped in a sweet fragrance, sweet and intoxicating, before Wu Yan could answer, the woman glanced at Wu Yan, as if she had directly seen Wu Yan's answer, so without waiting for Wu Yan to answer, she turned around and left.

Wu Yan put the cloak in her hand, and didn't know whether to continue to answer her, the woman's curly figure moved, but she turned her head back, she smiled, and said, "My name is Mu Yunyun." ”

The golden sunlight shone on her side face, and its color shone in her face, and it was dizzying that it was her name or her person.