readx;? Standing on the deck, the sea breeze blows, the sun is shining, and there is still warmth on the body. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Ling Caiwei looked at Tang Feiyan, who was laughing with Lu Qingyu, and walked over gently.

Hearing the movement behind them, the two turned around, and seeing that it was Ling Caiwei, Tang Feiyan happily stepped forward and took her hand: "Miss Ling also came out to breathe?"

Ling Caiwei smiled and nodded to say hello to Lu Qingyu, who was not familiar with her, and then said to Tang Feiyan: "Sister Tang's flute plays beautifully, I wonder if Wei'er can feast her ears?"

That jade flute was Tang Feiyan's beloved thing and she always carried with her, even if she didn't leave it on the night of the fire. That day, the sound of King Liang's flute made her feel emotional, and she couldn't help but play the flute in agreement.

"You can listen to it if you want, I don't play well, you don't want to laugh!" Tang Feiyan took out the flute.

She's a cheerful person, and she's never been like a girl.

The sky was getting dark, Ling Caiwei held on to the railing, looking at the sea and sky, and the melodious flute sounded in her ears.

Sometimes it is as endless as a gurgling stream, sometimes it is as crisp and cheerful as a pure stream, sometimes it is intermittent and whimpering, sometimes it is sad and sad.

"The flute sounds on a cool autumn night, and the flow of wind and rhyme is ninety. When turned up, it is generous, twisted or poignant. The flute fell, and Ling Caiwei composed a poem leisurely.

Tang Feiyan smiled: "Your poems are more talented than my flute." ”

Lu Qingyu thought for a moment: "Since Miss Ling has Yaxing, I have the courage to sacrifice my ugliness to take over the next one." ”

"Recruiting guests is nostalgic, and neighbors are nostalgic. Fortunately, with a bosom friend, there are thousands of strange voices. ”

Ling Caiwei and Tang Feiyan were just about to compliment, when applause came from behind them.

"Good poetry, good poetry. However, compared with Weier's poems, it still lacks some charm. ”

Ling Caiwei frowned and glanced back at Qin Wuya, who was wrapped in a white cloth on his head, and said in her heart: Isn't this deliberately making enemies for this girl?

Lu Qingyu quickly bowed his head as Tang Feiyan bowed his head as a salute, and hid the embarrassed expression on his face in time.

Qin Wuya waved his hand, walked straight to Ling Caiwei's side, and smiled: "Thank you Wei'er for making it happen, this king finally had a good night's sleep." ”

Ling Caiwei couldn't hear the emotion in his words, avoided his eyes and said, "If the prince likes it, Wei'er can help the prince get a good night's sleep every day." ”

Qin Wuya stared at her, of course that little girl really couldn't come back?

After waking up, he listened to the horse pipe belt talk about Ling Caiwei's performance in turning the tide in the chaos, and infinite pride rose in his heart.

Listening to Xiao Fuzi and Xiao Anzi tell how she let people evacuate the crowd, how to arrange escape, how to sacrifice herself, and more importantly, how to never abandon the prince, all kinds of scenes were said by the two people vividly, he was both worried and distressed.

She has finally grown up and can finally face all difficulties and dangers independently. Isn't this what General Ling wants?

However, he was faintly lost. When she grows up, it means she doesn't need him anymore.

There are still many people around her who want to protect her, and he, Brother Qin, has finally become her past.

There are some things that you don't have to say.

He looked at her and smiled reassuringly.

"Wei'er, this is for you. Qin Wuya spread out his palm, it was a white jade marten with fine carving. The mutton fat white jade glows with a warm luster, and the round eyes of the ferret are vivid.

"Ding Jingle!" Ling Caiwei couldn't take her eyes off when she saw those eyes.

Tang Feiyan and Lu Qingyu's eyes lit up, and they couldn't help but praise: "It's too exquisite." It's so cute. ”

"It's just ingenious. ”

Qin Wuya didn't seem to hear their words, his eyes looked directly at Ling Caiwei, and he held the white jade carving in front of her: "Remember to promise to give you a small toy I made with my own hands when I left the desert." Now the promise has been fulfilled. ”

He stuffed the white jade marten into Ling Caiwei's hand, and suddenly felt a sense of relief.

Ling Caiwei remembered that he had made this promise. At that time, she was still an innocent and carefree little girl, and in the blink of an eye, her heart already had a sense of vicissitudes.

She didn't want it, but this white marten reminded her of Ding Ding Bell, and she didn't know if it was dead or alive!

"Thank you, Lord Wang. It is better to be respectful than to obey fate. Ling Caiwei smiled faintly at him.

Tang Feiyan and Lu Qingyu listened to the conversation between the two and seemed to be old friends, so they felt that it was really inappropriate to stay here for more, and wanted to return to the cabin.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle pierced the quiet sky, followed by a loud bang, and the black curtain was full of brilliant and colorful fireworks blooming in the vast sky. For a moment, not only was the night as day, but even every corner of the ship was dazzling.

The girls in the cabin and the little palace maids and eunuchs all ran out to see the excitement, and everyone saw this kind of flower blooming in the sky for the first time, which was both exciting and novel.

Every firework that flies into the sky and blooms in the air will attract the screams of the people on board.

Ling Caiwei looked up at the beautiful scenery in the sky, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

She knew it was Nam Young-yeol.

It was a meteor flower, he had shown her at the top of the cliff.

Qin Wuya also looked up at the sky, and a question arose in his heart. How did this thing bloom in the air? How could he have such a thing?

"Sister Tang, look, it's so beautiful!" Lu Qingyu excitedly grabbed Tang Feiyan beside her, and the two of them stared at the bright sky intently like everyone else.

For a moment, the white marten was forgotten.

Nan Ronglie walked over with satisfaction, a white jade mink wanted to please Wei'er, did he underestimate his opponent too much!

He deliberately stood between Ling Caiwei and Qin Wuya, and looked at her affectionately: "Does Wei'er like it?

Wei'er nodded with a smile in her eyes, "What's it called?"

Nam Young-yeol remembered that Princess Yishu had mentioned that it was called fireworks, but he still liked the name Wei'er gave it.

"Meteor Flower, haven't you already named it?" Nam Rongyeol smiled and took her hand.

Ling Caiwei's eyes swept over the person next to her, her face was a little hot, and she wanted to withdraw her hand, but he deliberately held on tightly. She had no choice but to let him go.

Luckily, it was at night and didn't notice them. Ling Caiwei took advantage of the fact that everyone was looking up at the sky, and secretly pulled the wide sleeves under her wrists and quietly covered the two of them clasping hands together.

Nan Ronglie pursed his lips and smiled, holding her hand and squeezing it hard.

Ling Caiwei pretended to be casual and continued to look up at the gorgeous and short-lived "meteor flowers".

Qin Wuya kept looking up at the bustling and brilliant sky, but there was infinite loneliness in his eyes.

When the fireworks cleared, the sky returned to darkness and the bustle on the deck calmed down.

Qin Wuya's cold gaze swept Nan Ronglie and Ling Caiwei's clasped hands, and suddenly asked, "Where is this ship going?"

Ling Caiwei was startled by his gaze, and she didn't know whether she was shy or scared, so she shook off Nan Ronglie's hand.

Nam Rongyeol understood that the people on the boat had recovered from the excitement just now, and was looking at the three of them, he didn't want Wei'er to be embarrassed, so he simply let go of her hand.

Facing Qin Wuya's headless and brainless question, Nan Ronglie sneered: "Where are you going? Of course you go back to the southern country! Is it difficult to return to the Qin country?"

(To be continued.) )