The spring breeze and rain in Shoukang Palace, the harmonious family affection is infinitely intertwined.

The Queen Mother was going to keep Gu Chenxiao for dinner, but Gu Chenxiao said with a smile: "The emperor's grandmother is generous, and I can't say goodbye." It's just that now I haven't gone to my father and mother to say goodbye, and I have made an appointment with Yu's brother in the evening, and I invite Awei to go to the Pillow Xia Pavilion to watch the lanterns, and I hope that the emperor's grandmother Yucheng will be. ”

With a face as smooth as a landscape, and when she mentioned Murong Wei, she was so full of tenderness, and the Queen Mother couldn't help but recall the old things when she was young and traveled with the first emperor to the Pillow Xia Pavilion, and her eyes became more and more kind.

"The mourning family is really willing to see you and Yuzhi become friends, the friendship continues from generation to generation, and the two countries are separated by a strip of water. So I will not spare you today, but go. ”

Gu Chenxiao was full of admiration, said goodbye from Shoukang Palace, and as soon as he stepped out of the palace gate, he saw that under a verdant cedar, it was Murong Wei's slim silhouette.

The sun was swirling, and Murong Wei's eyes were dyed with a layer of gold by the glow, so her face was extraordinarily bright. The moment he saw Gu Chenxiao, the bright starlight in his eyes was even greater, and a delicate smile bloomed on his face.

The smile was like a little bit of broken gold, and it also poured out from the corners of Gu Chenxiao's eyes and eyebrows, like a clear glow.

He strode forward, clutching the lithe figure in his arms like a fragile treasure.

The two were so close that they could hear each other's shallow breathing. Gu Chenxiao's embrace was gentle and intoxicating, and the familiar Du Ruo's fragrance was clear and sweet, teasing Murong Wei's hair that was raised by the wind.

Seeing that there was no one around, Murong Wei suddenly stood on tiptoe and lightly imprinted a kiss on Gu Chenxiao's cheek.

The droplet-like ruby on the earrings touched Gu Chenxiao's jaw, and the cold feeling was fleeting, but it was like thousands of trees and pear blossoms blooming, reflecting the soft spring water in Gu Chenxiao's heart.

The poetry will obviously be inseparable, but Murong Wei can't wait to meet in the evening, she said that she and Xia Lanxin will return in a moment, and quietly run outside the Shoukang Palace by changing clothes, just waiting for Gu Chenxiao to come out of it.

Slowly stroking Murong Wei's satin-like black hair, Gu Chenxiao just wanted to rub her deep into his bones. The hand he wrapped around Murong Wei's waist was slightly forced, and the smell of mulberry flower water on Murong Wei's long hair lingered more and more clearly on the tip of his nose, intertwined with the fragrance of Du Ruo on Gu Chenxiao's body, light but long.

Yingluo stood on the side of the path and waited, for fear of delaying the business of the poetry meeting, and let out a light cough, reminding the two that it was not too early.

Not seen for a day, such as every other three autumns. The two who hugged each other tightly were reluctant to separate under the tree, looking at Murong Wei's slowly departing back, Gu Chenxiao couldn't help but call softly: "Ah Wei."

Murong Wei stopped and looked back, the crow's sideburns and snow face were like the first bloom of hibiscus, and the lilac nine Hunan skirts swirled low, like flowers blooming in clusters, and the smile was gentle and delicate.

Gu Chenxiao's eyes were full of affection, and he only said in a low voice: "I'll wait for you in the Pillow Xia Pavilion in the evening, earlier." ”

Murong Wei nodded lightly, and stepped lightly on the path between the bamboo forests, her skirt quietly caressing the smooth hexagonal stone path. Gu Chenxiao suddenly remembered the first time she saw Chengyuan in the winter before last, and her flowing skirt had also gently hooked the bamboo branches that overflowed from the side, and the strand of skirt was still in her close-fitting purse.

The days are as long as years, Gu Chenxiao invited each of them to come in front of the emperor and queen, accepted two late New Year's purses, listened to a few words of concerned greetings, and then looked up at the golden crow that was slightly slanting westward, only to feel that this winter was extremely long, and hated it for refusing to fall into the West Mountain early.

Before the sunset had set, Gu Chenxiao had already arrived at the Pillow Xia Pavilion, walked up to the highest star-picking tower, overlooking the beautiful scenery in the garden, and thought that the delicate face like a flower would appear in front of him soon.

As it gets dusk, the guests in the Four Seasons disperse in twos and threes.

Murong Wei was generous and generous to the Empress of Chu, hurriedly returned to the Canwei Palace to change into a goose yellow vermilion spring shirt, and then took a carriage covered by Zhu Yinghua and went straight to the Pillow Xia Pavilion.

Xia Yuzhi unloaded his errand in the palace, sent Xia Lanxin back to the mansion, hurriedly washed his face, and went straight to Chen's mansion to pick up Chen Zhihua, and rode to the star-picking tower to watch the lanterns.

As the sky darkened, the lanterns hanging from the streets and alleys and the lintels of the branches became brighter and brighter. The silver lights in the Pillow Xia Pavilion have long been shining, and the stars in the sky are intertwined.

The lake and the moon are sprinkled on the surface of the water, and a wave of clear water is like a clear bottom, which is really more tranquil than in the palace.

Xia Yuzhi is now healed from his leg injury, and his mood is incomparably better. He grabbed Chen Zhihua's slender waist, walked along the wooden staircase with pear yellow openwork sunset flowers, and carefully helped her to the top of the star-picking tower.

Gu Chenxiao washed away the dust all the way early, changed into a python robe with a moon-white painted and embroidered Sihe Ruyi pattern, a jade belt tied around his waist, and his long hair was loosely tied with a ribbon, which was particularly beautiful and luxurious.

He and Murong Wei were already waiting in the pavilion, and the two of them were sitting cross-legged on the thick brocade felt of a big red gold thread python at this time. Gu Chenxiao was concentrating on boiling the Yuquan landscape with a silver hanger, while Murong Wei carefully placed a set of blue and white bone china cups on the long table of Huanghuali with curved legs beside him, ready to brew a pot of mellow Pu'er old tea soup.

Seeing Xia Yuzhi and Chen Zhihua walk in, Gu Chenxiao and Murong Wei stood up at the same time.

Murong Wei affectionately called the second cousin, then pointed to her left side and invited the two of them to sit on the felt.

Gu Chenxiao had already poured three boiling boiling water into the cup, and the aroma of the old tea bricks was rich, and the heat was curling in the room.

Seeing Chen Zhihua for the first time, Gu Chenxiao made a shallow gesture. After Xia Yuzhi's introduction was completed, he followed Murong Wei to call the second cousin seriously. Chen Zhihua had only walked a few steps, and her face became more and more ruddy, she answered in a low voice, and her cheeks were shallow rouge again.

The four of them sat down and set the feast on the large terrace outside the verandah. Looking down from the star-picking tower, in the far Yudai River is a pale pink and white river lamp, the candle flame is full, and the stars in the sky reflect each other.

There are several plates of exquisite wine and food on the table, and there are also two plates of Ruan Kee's dim sum, all of which are delicious.

Xia Yuzhi personally took the cup and filled the blue and white bone china wine glass in front of the four people. The four of them drank lightly, looking back on the time of this year, they all felt a little emotional.

Seeing that he was approaching, Gu Chenxiao clapped his hands gently, and with his high-fives, a brilliant firework suddenly bloomed in the night sky, like a thousand chrysanthemum petals, falling gently, and before the light dissipated, a light purple firework rose into the air, suddenly embellishing the night sky.

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom.

The fireworks are brilliant, and the night sky is instantly filled with fire trees and silver flowers, which brightens everyone's mood.

Xia Yuzhi drank a glass of Huadiao wine and remembered that he practiced it for Gu Chenxiao in Qinglian Tai last year. On that day, a few people drank Shaoxing Huadiao, but at that time, he was still worried about Murong Wei in his heart, and the background of the two of them was very sour. Now that the beauty is on the side, everything is like yesterday.