Chapter 57: In my old heaven, the snow is condensing the eyebrows

There are many men, either who meet her by chance, or who are carefully designed to meet her, and she can always see a longing in their eyes, a desire that she can't accept. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info their gaze is always like that, when they see her face, they move down inch by inch, as if they want to see her through completely, and want to use everything they have, affection, talent, power or wealth, to melt her coldness, take her as their own, or worship her as the flower of Kaolin, or play with and trample on ......

She was used to it, but she was still afraid.

Perhaps too many people know the beauty who is famous in Chang'an, has been going deep into the simplicity, occasionally caressing the qin behind the veil of the piano pavilion on the top floor of Jiangyue Building, occasionally walking on Chang'an Street, and occasionally gathering with women of the same age to talk about poetry and painting.

But few people know Jiang Xiange.

When she dressed up as a man, she was finally able to be undisturbed by those eyes, she could pretend to be chic, laugh freely with everyone, and learn from the heroism of men, and she felt very happy.

Like his father, she can do her best to help the Gu family, ignore everything, and do things that are beneficial to them, even if she sometimes violates her pure goodness, she is willing, so she is willing to be "Jiang Xian", and correspond with Miss Lu Er, who is just beginning to fall in love, as a man, intentionally or unintentionally, to tease her and seduce her......

However, at this time, she looked at the innocent love and expectation in the eyes of this girl, and only heard her heart chuckle, and her heart surged, all of which were difficult.

She felt guilty, and she also thought of herself, perhaps, she had this kind of gaze, but she could only hide, she thought that she would never be able to do it, held the corner of the man's clothes, and asked, "Will you like me?"

Her eyes were sad and soft, and she was silent for a long time, and finally spoke: "Yes, I like it very much." ”

Lu Yuansi was stunned, unable to believe the answer she heard, and looked at her in surprise, the pure joy overflowing her eyes.

It's so happy, it's so good, so why break a dream?

Jiang Xiange retracted his gaze, changed to a low appearance, and said: "But what can you do if you like it?" It's impossible for us, Miss Lu, no, Yuansi, it's difficult for us to be together, after all, the gap is too big, I'm just a poor scholar, no official and no lord......"

Lu Yuansi's expression changed drastically, but it was not a broken sadness, but a kind of firm bravery: "Are you afraid that my father will oppose it? It's okay, Jiang Xian, I'm going to condemn you, it's useless for anyone to oppose it! I will go to my father, ask him to agree, ask him to give you an official position, ask for it twice if he can't do it once, but he doesn't agree, I will keep making trouble with him! He thinks that the son-in-law I found for him is not worthy of me, so he should create a son-in-law who is worthy of me, and this person can only be you, Jiang Xian. ”

She was moved by her perseverance and said, "Then what about him who has always disagreed?"

Lu Yuansi's eyes darkened for a moment, then turned to light, held her hand with both hands, and said, "Heh, Jiang Xian, do you remember the first time I came to Jiangyue Tower to look for you? I asked you to take me to elope, this time it is the same, if my father doesn't agree, we will elope and go far!"

Jiang Xiange laughed bitterly: "But I want him to agree." ”

She said: "I don't want to kidnap his daughter, I don't want you to run around and suffer, he wants a son-in-law whose status and wealth match yours, I also want to be such a person, and I don't rely on him to give alms, but rely on myself to fight for it, so that I can like you and marry the daughter of Xiangguo back home with dignity." ”

Lu Yuansi listened to her words, his eyes were full of tears: "But, it's so difficult......

She stretched out her hand and gently wiped her tears: "It's difficult, but do you believe me? As long as you believe in me, I will fight, fight, for you, no longer muddy, no longer have to get by." ”

"I believe you ......" Lu Yuansi nodded, looking at her earnestly.

She continued: "Then please give me a little time, I will go to the examination to make meritorious deeds, and when I am successful, I will go to Xiangguo Mansion with a lot of dowry gifts, and in front of your father and your brother, I will personally propose marriage, so that they can hand you over to me with peace of mind and satisfaction, and I will hold the most eye-catching wedding and marry you in an eight-lift sedan chair." Yuansi, do you think it's okay?"

Lu Yuansi burst into tears, and was a little reluctant: "Then how much time do you need?" ”

She shook her head: "No, don't wait, it's very painful to wait, forget about the person named Jiang Xian for the time being, you just need to know that there is a person in this world who will always have you in his heart, you are his driving force for progress, and he is getting better and better for you, so that's enough." When you meet someone you like, be just as bold as you like it, enjoy your life, and don't just miss one person. ”

"No......" Lu Yuansi sobbed, pursed his lips and shook his head.

"Yuansi, if there is really fate in this life, I will come back to marry you before you marry someone else, if there is no fate in this life, I just want to know that you have been living well. And not to suffer because of waiting. Can you understand my heart?"

Lu Yuansi held the corner of her clothes, held it for a long time, cried for a long time, and finally nodded.

She looked at this girl deeply, gave her all the tenderness, wiped away her tears, put on her felt hat, the soft fluff on the brim of the hat fluttered on her cheeks like congealed nephrite jade in the wind, Jiang Xiange reached out and stroked it, smiled with pity, leaned over slightly, and kissed gently.

"Let's go, it's getting dark, I'll send you home and walk with you in the snow. ”

……

"Jiang Xian" and Lu Yuansi walked the last journey in the snow, without too many words, Xiaoxue also flew silently, lingering around their sides, they were tall and short, one in front of the other, walking slowly.

Lu Yuansi always held the corner of "Jiang Xian" sleeve, until she arrived at Xiangguo's mansion, the two said goodbye, and she finally let go of her hand: "Jiang Xian......"

"Huh?"

She looked up: "It's nothing, I just want to call your name again." ”

Finally, she stepped on the high steps of Xiangguo Mansion, the vermilion mansion gate was dazzling red against the background of the night snow, the candle flame in front of the door was swaying in the lanterns, and a full moon sprinkled clear light, reflecting two lonely shadows in the snow in the world.

Lu Yuansi stopped in front of the mansion and watched the back of "Jiang Xian" disappear on the brightly lit Chang'an Street, disappearing into the wind and snow.

……

On one side is parting, and turning around is meeting.

She walked alone in the snow on the poorly lit street, and saw a familiar figure appear in the hazy line of sight.

Gu Qingxuan had just come out of Ruyi Fang, walked to Jiuhui Street, and met Jiang Xiange.

Walking along the way, Gu Qingxuan teased her male dress, saw her depressed expression, and asked if she had anything on her mind, Jiang Xiange told him all these things, and then asked, "Uncle thinks I'm stupid?"

Gu Qingxuan put his hands in his sleeves, looked ahead, his eyes were calm, and he shook his head with a smile: "No, Xian Ge is not stupid, Xian Ge couldn't be smarter, women understand women's thoughts best, you can't bear to directly refuse her to cut off her thoughts, I'm afraid that the proud Miss Lu Er will not be able to accept it, this is very good." ”

She said: "Yes, I just think that compared to knowing that the person I like doesn't like my sadness, knowing that I am liked but can't be with that person, these two kinds of pain, for women, the latter seems to be lighter, just regret, not sad, knowing that there is a person in this world who is willing to be better for her, isn't this kind of dream right? ”

Gu Qingxuan looked at her sideways and listened carefully to what she said. She noticed this peaceful and appreciative gaze, turned her head and asked, "What's the matter?"

He turned his eyes to the flying snow and shook his head: "No, Xiange, it's grown up." ”

She smiled: "I have grown up a long time ago. ”

"yes. He sighed: "Xian Ge has grown up, and my uncle has grown old and decayed. ”

She looked at him: "No, uncle is not old. ”

Gu Qingxuan pointed to his head: "Why aren't you old? ”

"Nope. She shook her head stubbornly, looking at Gu Qingxuan's head covered with snow, walking all the way, she knew that she was also like this, so she smiled, pointed at herself, and said: "If you want to talk about white heads, at this moment, Xian Ge is also full of white hair, is it because she is getting old with her uncle?"

Gu Qingxuan stopped, stretched out his hand to gently brush the snow off the green silk for her, sighed, smiled peacefully, and said in a deep tone: "I don't dare to grow old with Qing, I'm afraid of losing my beauty." ”

Walking outside Jiang Yuelou, Jiang Xiange stopped, his eyes lingered on the ground, and he unintentionally wanted to find out the footprints of the two of them, and there were too many traces on the snow-covered streets, messy footprints, intricate ruts, and the traces they had walked together had long been gone.

Gu Qingxuan looked at her with a smile, his eyes were kind, and he waved his hand and said, "Go home quickly, Xian Ge...... Oh, no. I wanted to make fun of her again, so I said formally: "Don't leave it here, Jiang Xian Jiang Gongzi." ”

She smiled, walked step by step, kept looking at him, plucked the hosta with one hand, threw it away, the hairpin fell silently to the ground and was covered with snow, the bun was scattered instantly, the long hair was fluttering in the wind, the green silk was like practice, the cold wind was blowing, and the snow was fluttering.

Her smile was so shallow, so distant, yet so gentle.

She said: "In Chang'an City, there is no Jiang Xian anymore. ”