Feng Zhao, who was about to pass by Yueming, heard this, and the hand holding Yao Ling couldn't help but tighten, Yao Ling hurriedly raised her little face and saw a black wind on her face, and the smart little girl knew that she didn't like to listen to what she said, so she hurriedly said again: "Xiao Feng is the best." ”

Fengzhao's face darkened, he shook his head, and as soon as his legs were forced, the horse ran away, and the red-faced Yueming behind him took a moment to recover his feelings, and chased after the white horse with his legs between his hips. It didn't take long for the two horses to run together again, because of embarrassment, the two didn't talk again for a while, Feng Zhao looked ahead with a cold face, and Yueming also looked into the distance with a light face, only Yaoling in Fengzhao's arms kept looking at Yueming with her black star-like eyes.

Yueming was a little embarrassed to look at it.

"Are you still embarrassed?" said Feng Zhao mockingly.

Yueming didn't respond immediately, and said slowly after a while: "She called you Xiaofeng." Feng Zhao snorted and ignored Yueming.

After walking for a while, Yueming said, "You don't want to be her brother?" Feng Zhao turned his face and looked at Yueming coldly, but he didn't say anything.

Xiao Yaoling in Fengzhao's arms turned her head to look at this for a while, and then turned her head to look at that, and when she heard this, she was reluctant and expressed her small opinion: "Xiao Feng is Yaoling's brother." ”

Yueming smiled, smiling brightly like he had never before, he looked at Xiao Yaoling and asked softly, "Your name is Yaoling?"

The little girl nodded, and then he said to the little girl, "Do you know what my name is?" The childish and cute little Yaoling shook her head, and was about to open her mouth to ask, when the wind shone on the horsewhip, and the horse suddenly ran out a lot.

Yueming looked at the back of the distant wind, and a knowing smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said to herself: "You love her so much." ”

At noon, after lunch, Yueming wants to go to the valley to go around, after all, it is the first time he has come to Qilin Mountain, although this valley is the place where he Yanlong Wangfu can avoid trouble, but the ancestors have ordered not to enter the mountain until the last resort, to absolutely keep the secrets on the Qilin, if there are more people who know, how to avoid the disaster of war and recuperate, so the secrets of Qilin Mountain are only known by very few people in the royal family, and they usually only send some shrewd and capable guards to guard here.

If it weren't for Chang Ruojin, the monarch of Yanlong Kingdom, who hid Fengzhao here in order to keep his sister Chang Ruoli's only bone and blood, Yueming would not have been able to come.

After the moon was gone, there were only Yao Ling and Feng Zhao left in the house, and the autumn sun was sprinkled all over the ground through the doors and windows, Xiao Yao Ling said to the Lan Cao at the door in a childish voice: "Sister Lan Cao, you bring my painting, I want to show it to Xiao Feng." Lancao answered.

Feng Zhao looked at Xiao Yaoling with a smile on her face: "Can Yaoling draw?"

Yaoling, who was almost four years old, nodded and said to Feng Zhao, "It's the task given to me by Grandpa Ghost." ”

Feng Zhao was startled: "Mr. Ghost! Isn't Mr. Ghost gone?"

Xiao Yaoling shook his head and said to this Fengzhao: "Grandpa Ghost is here, every time I finish painting a hundred paintings, he will come to see me once." "Wind

After listening to this, he thought for a moment and then called Lan Yan outside the door, and after Lan Yan came in, Feng Zhao asked, "Mr. Ghost is back?"

Lan Yan Yaoyao replied, "Back to the young master, Mr. Ghost Spirit has not returned." ”

While talking, Lancao took a stack of papers and stood at the door, Fengzhao motioned for her to come in, Yaoling took the stack of papers from Lancao's hand and happily handed it to Fengzhao, Fengzhao picked it up and looked at it, each piece of paper had a herb drawn on it, and the name of the herb was written.

Feng Zhao looked and pondered, and after a moment he asked Lan Cao, "When did Mr. Ghost come here?"

Lancao shook her head and replied: "The slave doesn't know, but one day the little master brought these back, and asked me to teach her to recognize the words on it, and she has to copy it." When I asked her, she only said that Mr. Ghost gave it to her. ”

Feng Zhao waved his hand to signal Lancao and Lanyan to go out, and after thinking for a moment, he looked at Xiao Yaoling and asked, "When did Grandpa Ghost come?"

Yao Ling looked at Fengzhao, who looked contemplative and stern, and was a little frightened, and said timidly: "Grandpa Ghost said that he was always there, and he said that only smart children can see him. ”

Looking at the timid Yaoling in front of him, Feng Zhao couldn't bear to pull her in his arms and said, "Then why does he want you to recognize these paintings?"

Yao Ling blinked her star-like little eyes and said to Feng Zhao, "Grandpa Ghost said that I am smart, let me memorize the names of these herbs now, and when I am five years old, he can take me to learn from him." ”

Listening to the childish words, Feng Zhao's heart suddenly became clear, Mr. Ghost is already known for his weirdness and impermanence, and there is no definite number when it comes to walking, it all depends on his preferences. Yaoling now is the time when his memory is the best, he wants to take Yaoling as an apprentice, but he is afraid that Yaoling is too young to take care of, so he asks Yaoling to know these herbs first, and when Yaoling is five years old, he will take care of her and take her. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but snort at the old ghost's head.

Seeing that Fengzhao was not as strict as just now, Yaoling regained her previous happiness, she took those paintings from Fengzhao's hand and went to the table to seriously trace them, Fengzhao looked at Xiao Yaoling, and felt a little distressed that she began to memorize these boring herbs at such a young age, so she walked to the table and said to Yaoling: "Don't paint, I'll take you on horseback." ”

The little girl didn't raise her head and said, "No, I want to paint, the ghost grandfather said, he will go to a far place in the future, when you are sick, no one will treat you, so I have to learn, I can show you." ”

Feng Zhao's heart suddenly paused, and after a long time, he pulled Yao Ling, half-squatted down, and looked at Yao Ling, and Yao Ling also looked at him, and the eyes under the dense eyelashes were like bright stars in the distant sky. The room was quiet for a while, and Feng Zhao said to Yaoling: "Xiaofeng is sick in the future, only Yaoling is allowed to watch." Yao Ling smiled, and her smile was beautiful and bright like a blooming flower.

After looking at Yaoling for a while, Fengzhao was a little sleepy, so he ordered someone to move the rocking chair to the kapok tree in the courtyard and sit facing the window, so that when he raised his eyes, he could see Yaoling studying in front of the window.

The sun hung obliquely in the blue sky, and the dense and sparse leaves blocked the sun's rays into speckled shadows, which were coolly sprinkled on Fengzhao's body, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly.

I don't know how long he heard the movement in the house, and when he opened his eyes, it was Yaoling who had finished studying and was packing up the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. He squinted his eyes slightly, and after a while he heard her footsteps running towards him, and his eyes showed a slit in his eyes to see her happy smile, and Xiao Yaoling ran to Fengzhao, but saw that he was asleep, so she paused for a short moment and turned around and ran back into the house. Feng Zhao squinted his eyes, and through the window, he saw Xiao Yaoling pulling a brocade blanket from the bed with great difficulty, one on the ground and the other in his hand, running out again, coming straight to him. He hurriedly closed his eyes slightly, leaving a small slit to peek at Yao Ling, Yao Ling panted and ran to Feng Zhao's side, covering Feng Zhao's body, after doing this, her little face was already slightly red, and there were a few fine beads of sweat on the tip of her nose.

After covering Fengzhao with the quilt, she also pretended to pull the brocade blanket here and there, and after doing this qiē, she tilted her little face on Fengzhao's left shoulder, stretched out her hand and patted Fengzhao's shoulder like a mother coaxing a baby, and then she raised her head and gently kissed Fengzhao's left eye, at that moment time seemed to stand still, at that moment the sun's rays cast a circle of light behind the girl, and Fengzhao's heart suddenly moved at that time.

Yaoling probably felt tired because she had tried hard to take the brocade blanket, so she ran back into the house and climbed onto the bed to sleep. The wind lying on the recliner did not move for a long time, and no one knew what he was thinking at this moment.

And at this time, under the shadow of the rose not far behind Feng Zhao, the moon who was standing after swimming in Qilin Mountain was coming back, he happened to see the scene of Xiao Yaoling kissing Feng Zhao's eyes, the sun was warm and bright, the tree shadows were colorful, and a beautiful little girl under the tree was like a brand, deep in the hearts of the two teenagers, even if they achieved hegemony in the future and received the attention of ten thousand people, but in the depths of their hearts, there will always be such a gentle kiss.

"That's a cute girl," Yue Ming suddenly had such a thought in her heart.

Lived in Qilin Mountain for two days, the wind and the moon returned to the Baoxiang Temple, the day of the walk began to rain lightly, the rainy day in the south is the most beautiful, the smoke and mist are heavy and the rain is foggy, the distant mountains and lakes are hazy and blurry, at that time it is also the closest moment when the sky and the earth are connected, the sound of the drizzle seems to be the endless love words between heaven and earth.

Standing at the mouth of the valley looking back at the valley, Yueming sat silently on the horse and didn't know what he was thinking, Fengzhao saw Yueming's contemplative expression and asked him: "What do you think again?" Yueming didn't look at Fengzhao and turned around and beat the horse away, Fengzhao was also about to beat the horse and leave, but he heard Yueming's light voice from afar: "The red face accompanies the old, and the rivers and lakes have no hatred." ”