Jayi carefully inserted the cut red plum into the green jade entwined lotus pattern bottle on the table, adjusted the angle and orientation, "Are you in a hurry?"

Yi Yi focused on fiddling with the red plums in her hands, pulling them out of the effect she wanted, and the quiet plum fragrance exuded a faint fragrance with the breeze coming in through the window. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"There's no hurry, I've got a whole day. In fact, today he came to Jalan Yi to ask for words is fake, it is true that he wants to say goodbye to her, he can get along with Jay Yi quietly like this, even if he doesn't say a word, just looking at her like this, he feels unusually fulfilled and happy.

Jay Yi always felt that Rong Yunche felt a little strange to her today, but she couldn't say where the blame was.

"What words do you want?"

"Just watch and write! As long as you write it, you can do it!"

Jaya poured an appropriate amount of water on the inkstone, Rong Yunche picked up the grinding ingot on the table to help Jay Yi grind the ink, just like that, gently one after another, time seemed to go back a few years ago, at that time, Jay Yi also slowly helped him study ink, everything didn't seem to change, but the roles were reversed.

Time flies so fast, if he can grasp it well at that time and overcome the demon obstacle in his heart, will everything be different today? Obviously, he met Yi before Rong Yisheng.

Jay Yi picked up the pen, thought for a while, and wrote down "The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, the waves are sweeping away the heroes, and the success or failure is empty." The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. ”

Rong Yunche was originally just admiring the focused expression and posture of Jalan Yi when he was writing, but gradually, he was attracted by the artistic conception described here, and the sentence "right and wrong, success or failure, turn his head empty", why didn't he realize it in the first place!

"Thank you. "Thank you for your words, and thank you for showing up.

"It's just a word, and you don't have to be so polite between friends. Of course, Jay Yi didn't know the moment in Rong Yunche's heart.

Friend, what a good word, Rong Yunche gradually saw it, the stars are beautiful, but they are out of reach, the flowers are beautiful, but they can't last long, there are too many beautiful things, but they can't have them, and it is precisely because they can't have them that they highlight its preciousness, and the same is true of the emotions between him and Jayi!

After that, they sat down at the round table again, made a pot of tea, and chatted with Rong Yunche about the breeze and Hongmei outside the window. Today's Rong Yunche has a magic that people can't refuse, until Rong Yunche got up to say goodbye, and they still talked happily with each other.

Today is the most comfortable day Rong Yunche has ever had in his life, not only physically, but also his soul that has been wandering for a long time has been completely released, he will always remember this day, remember that there is such a person, who has given him an inseparable emotion.

In the evening, Rong Yunche cleaned up a little and rode into the palace to participate in the so-called plum banquet.

The participants were all dressed and bright, and the red plums in the Imperial Garden were more lush and delicate than those in the Zhonglian Mansion, but he didn't feel the slightest interest in such a group of smiling people.

Those celebrity children greeted him warmly with flattering and hypocritical smiles on their faces, and those young and beautiful boudoir daughters were also secretly looking at him. Rong Yunche's evil handsome face was the same as before, unusually cold and detached, only focusing on drinking the wine in front of him, and ignoring everything else.

Everyone felt that Rong Yunche was abnormal, and they all didn't come forward to bother, even if those women admired it in their hearts, they didn't dare to come forward to talk.

In order to seize today's opportunity, Rong Weixiang can be said to have worked hard, not letting go of any opportunity to show herself, today she is wearing a pale pink brocade wrap on her chest, a white smoky lotus flower skirt that falls down, light as a misty silk veil, a light cyan ribbon around her waist, and her waist looks ungraspable, exquisite.

Simply combed a silk bun of Qingyun Ying, and the head was obliquely decorated with exquisite jade hairpins, which felt delicate and natural. The sideburns are decorated with a few sparkling bead flowers, elegant manners, beautiful and refined, like a quiet orchid, charming and boneless. The clouds are dark and shiny, the ice muscles hide the jade bones, and the crescent moon is like a beauty. The peach is dying, scorching its brilliance, eyebrows are like distant mountains, bright eyes are good, contrary to the bookish atmosphere of the past, the whole person is dressed up charming and delicate, enchanting and charming.

If Rong Weixiang used to be like a fresh and handsome orchid, then now she has turned into a Manzhu Sawa with a fatal charm. Zhang Yanyu, who used to have a very close relationship with Rong Weixiang, naturally alienated her because of Zhang Yun and Rong Ruoxi, and those daughters of the family were not close to her, and today they are even more reluctant to stand by her side, and no one wants to be her foil, so they are all far away from her.

Rong Weixiang looked at these men circling around her, and all of them revealed a bit of desire to devour her, which made her feel sick to her stomach without concealing it. She looked at Qin Moyuan who was standing in the distance, he was still standing quietly next to King Rui, a moon-white robe lined him with such a rich and handsome look, and next to him stood the heroic Du Jia, an unexpected coincidence, Du Jia was also wearing a moon-white palace dress today, his hair was simply tied up with a hosta, simple and generous but not losing his charm, standing next to Qin Moyuan was an unexpected fit.

Qin Moyuan was smiling and talking to Du Jiapan like that, and there was a bit of tenderness in his eyes. It was this scene that stung Rong Weixiang's eyes. That was the position she dreamed of, but today it was taken away by a woman she had never put in her eyes, and it aroused the obsession she finally let go.

She asked herself that she was far superior to Du Jia in terms of appearance and talent, how could Qin Moyuan like Du Jia and not like herself, this is not scientific. There is no harm if there is no comparison, and Rong Weixiang doesn't believe that if she stands by Du Jia's side, someone will abandon her and choose Du Jia. Thinking of this, she ignored everyone's eyes, and also ignored Qin Moyuan's indifference in the past, slightly tucked the corners of her skirt, stomped on thin steps, and walked towards Qin Moyuan and his party with her most perfect attitude.

Qin Moyuan looked at Rong Weixiang who walked straight towards them, a slight displeasure appeared in his eyes, and then he turned his head casually and continued to talk to Du Jia.

Rong Yirui, who was on the side, smiled at Rong Weixiang, who was in a dilemma, "Sister Xiang doesn't look like she used to look like before today, and she is becoming more and more delicate." Although Rong Yirui's words were to ease the awkward atmosphere, most of them were facts.

"Brother Rui has an overreputation, my sister and I are just a vulgar fan, but Sister Du Jia is heroic, and she exudes the aura of a woman who does not let her eyebrows go. Rong Weixiang looked at Qin Moyuan with a shy, and looked at Du Jia pointedly, saying that it was nice to say that women don't let her eyebrows, but in fact, it didn't mean that she was vulgar and unfeminine. (To be continued.) )