The summer night in Chenjun is different from the summer night in Jingling, only people feel that the wind with the scorching heat is faintly damp, and the body is always sticky with sweat. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The bamboo bushes outside the house resounded crisp and interesting insect moans one after another, and the ice basin in the corner of the house was bubbling with a little cool air, swallowing up the heat little by little.

The window was propped up after the rain, and the bright moonlight fell into the window, Gu Yanling was wearing a plain gauze bedclothes, and the elbows of his hands were overlapped on the window wood, enjoying the moonlight that looked up. Because she had just bathed, she was much more refreshed from the heat.

In less than half a cup of tea, someone suddenly knocked the bamboo curtain of Concubine Xiang and walked in, Gu Yanling heard the sound and looked over, only to see that it was Yubi who was slightly blessed: "Girl, my lord, their table is scattered, and this time they are going back to their rooms." ”

The girl nodded her jaw when she heard this, and then said helplessly: "The sobering soup in Jiangzhu is almost the same, you and she will each send a decanting soup to your father and Brother Yun." ”

Hearing this, Yubi smiled and blessed her body again, and then retreated.

……

In this box, a pool of water lilies in the lotus root Champs blooms very well, the moonlight is quietly poured on the water surface, with sparkling water, the green lotus leaves are closely attached to the water surface floating, and the white or blue lotus flowers are also floating among the green leaves, the flower stalks are hidden under the water, making people suddenly feel that the flowers of this pool are born from the water surface.

"Your Highness, be careful. ”

A slight sound broke the silence of the pool, and two figures were seen walking in the Lotus Champs under the moonlight.

Xiao Yi gently brushed away the hand that Tan Mo wanted to help up, stood there quietly, looking at the pool of lotus flowers, and after a long time, he said softly: "You say, who is better-looking?"

Tan Mo was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then followed the gaze of His Royal Highness, and instantly understood the meaning, and immediately lowered his head and said: "The little one thinks that the white water lily is even better." ”

The corners of Xiao Yi's lips couldn't help but float when he heard this, and then he glanced at Tan Mo beside him.

"It's a bit of a look. ”

Tan Mo knew that he was complimented, so he grinned.

Xiao Yi turned his head back, and when he looked at the fragrant and white water lilies, his eyes were faintly soft.

Compared with the dazzling blue lotus, the white lotus is a little less enchanting, but it adds a bit of coldness and elegance, even among the blue lotus, it does not necessarily lose its color.

Tan Mo saw the rare softness in His Royal Highness's eyes, and immediately understood something, so he turned to the pool of water lilies with a smile and said: "Your Highness Danqing is so good, it is better to put this pool of water lilies into the painting, and it is not in vain that they are so good for you." ”

For this just right sycophant, Xiao Yi only raised the corners of his lips slightly, but then his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he remembered something, and immediately turned around and was about to leave.

Tan Mo was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but say, "Your Highness doesn't appreciate it?"

However, all that answered him was the back that was fading away.

When Xiao Yi rushed back to Liuling Pavilion, he saw the brightly lit main house, his steady pace was slightly faster, and he completely ignored the attendants who saluted.

It wasn't until he was in the dormitory that Tan Mo saw Xiao Yi walking straight to the Bogu shelf behind the bookcase, and faintly, he understood his Royal Highness's intentions.

Sure enough, Xiao Yi took out a brocade cloth long box from the box where the scrolls were stacked, and put it on the bookcase with both hands, and Tan Mo hurriedly stepped forward.

Xiao Yi carefully opened the pick on the box, put his hands on it, and lifted his thumb lightly to open the box.

"The little one is here to help you. ”

Tan Mo was about to step forward to help, but Xiao Yi didn't want to fake his hands, so he gently brushed Tan Mo's hand away and personally took out a framed painting scroll from it. With his left hand, he gently pinched the scroll, and with his right hand, he ripped open the silk rope on it, and then carefully spread it on the bookcase.

Under the bright hanging lamp, the scroll is unfolded little by little, and the bottom of the painting is a flawless white rice paper, and a bright and spring-like picture comes into view.

The peach blossoms in March and April are beautiful and scorching, clusters of pink flowers are like bright smoke covering the whole picture, and the intricate pieces of fallen flowers are flying, under the low peach blossoms of a tree, a little girl in an apricot pollen skirt squats in it, holding a little poodle with snow-white fur in her arms, smiling and lowering her chin, the little girl touches the snow-white hair of the little poodle with one hand, and seems to be saying something, without noticing that the petals fall all over the dress. The little poodle was extremely obedient and lay in the little girl's arms, and a pair of dark brown eyes were slightly shining, as lively as a jewel.

Although it is a static painting, it is extremely vivid, and suddenly, it seems that you can still hear the little girl's low chuckle, and even the friction of the breeze on the apricot pink skirt.

"The little one thinks that the paintings made by His Royal Highness are all exquisite, but this one alone is the most expressive, making people look like they are alive. ”

Tan Mo looked at the shadow of the lamp, and the corners of His Royal Highness's lips rose unabashedly, and he knew that he was speaking to His Highness's heart.

"Your Highness, it's better to give this painting to Elder Miss Gu, and it can be regarded as returning it to its original owner-"

Tan Mo's eyes gradually smiled, and he glanced at Xiao Yi in front of him, and made a low proposal.

Who knew that Xiao Yi shook his head with a smile, gently rolled the scroll back carefully, and put it back in the box.

"It's not time yet. ”

When Tan Mo heard this, he couldn't help but be anxious, everyone could see that Concubine Cheng of Changchun Palace clearly wanted to marry this Gu girl for the Nine Emperor Princes.

His Royal Highness is not in a hurry, and if he is not in a hurry, the daylily will be cold.

Xiao Yi seemed to feel Tan Mo's intentions, so a smile appeared in his calm eyes, but his tone was firm and reassuring.

"I've been waiting for this for a long time, so why not wait a little longer. ”

When the words fell, Xiao Yi stretched out his hand and rubbed the box, and the smile on the corner of his lips was rare with a hint of warmth.

It's a pity that he has been waiting for a long time, and the person who is waiting for has not noticed the slightest bit now.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yi couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

Except for him and Tan Mo, no one knew that the sentence "considered familiar" he said in front of the Gu family's son and Mrs. Shizi that day was a joke, but it was not a joke.

On the one hand in the palace and on the other side of the true view, it was not the first time he had met her.

His first meeting with her was even earlier.

……

At that time, he was only eleven, and his grandmother's Yuanfu happened to hold a flower banquet, so he and his sister Qiyang went with his mother.

Later, in the blink of an eye, the snow group escaped from Qiyang's arms, and the little girl was anxious to ask him to help find it, so there was a scene on the picture scroll.

In fact.

Even he didn't know what moved him about that scene.

But he only felt that when the people in that scene were together with the scenery, there was an indescribable warmth and comfort.

Let him watch, and he can involuntarily feel comfortable. is full of uncertainty, and the sorrow seems to dissipate a lot.

It's to this day.

And so it is.