Seeing that she didn't make the next move, Feng Ling couldn't help but turn her head to stare at Yun Cining. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The long eyelashes were slightly curled, and a pair of watery eyes were staring at the stars in the night, with his hands on his knees, his chin resting on his knees, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He remembered that the first time he saw Yun Porcelain Ning was on the city wall of Yongning.

People come and go, but at a glance I saw her with a lantern in her eyes, she was looking for someone, so anxious that she was about to cry, he just thought it was a person who met in Pingshui, so he kindly asked who she was looking for.

Later, I saw her a few times, whether it was the shy her or the lively her, each of them left a deep impression in their minds.

Feng Ling sighed, and the poem that he couldn't catch was instantly inspired for some reason.

"Brother Ling, will you do light work?" Yun Ning thought for a long time and didn't know how to go down, turned his head and asked Feng Ling.

Feng Ling, who was writing poems, paused, "No." ”

"Ahh

"If you can't go down, why don't you stay and enjoy the moonlight?" Feng Ling's mouth hooked, and he looked calm and calm from beginning to end, and he felt that Mochizuki had become very romantic at this moment.

However, Yun Chenning, who was puzzled, didn't want to look at the moon at all, raised his neck and looked at it for a while, feeling a little sour, raised his hand and knocked it, and said, "The more I look at this moon, the more hungry I become." ”

Feng Ling swayed out the most word, put the wolf away, raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh?

"Because it's like mooncakes. Yun Ci Ning smacked his lips and replied honestly as he looked at Feng Ling, whose face was full of black lines.

Feng Ling, who put down the wolf's hair, couldn't cry or laugh, and carefully walked to Yun Chenning's side, sat on the roof like her, looking at the bright moon in the sky, "The moon has lovesickness, does the white girl know?" He suddenly stared at Yun Chening beside him with his eyes like torches, and asked very seriously.

"Ah, isn't it homesick, how did it become lovesick?" Yun Yuning was thinking about what kind of moon cakes to eat in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and when Feng Ling asked this, he didn't react, so he replied casually.

The moon can indeed express many artistic conceptions in the poem, but what Yun Corning remembers most clearly is "homesickness", all because the first poem she memorized since she was a child was "The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground".

Feng Ling, who was looking at her, twitched the corners of her mouth, and suddenly didn't know how to take it.

"Hey, I'll tell you a story. "Anyway, it's boring to stay here, Yun Chening bumped Feng Ling with his elbow.

He is a good literati, but he can't be "lovesick, lovesick" as soon as he opens his mouth, although Yun Corning also likes to read some poems, but he still doesn't respect the poems that moan without illness.

If Feng Ling knew that his affection was groaned by Yun Jianning as innocent, he didn't know how he felt in his heart.

Feng Ling, who was sitting next to her, nodded after all, signaling that she could start talking.

"When I was a child, the teacher told me that on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, if you look carefully at the moon in the sky, you can see a figure cutting down a tree, that person is Wu Gang, do you know why he cut down trees?"

Feng Ling read some books about this when he was a child, and thought some of the stories in them were quite interesting, so he wrote them down.

After hearing his words, Yun Chenning shook his head with a smile, "He cut down trees, he wants to make osmanthus wine." ”

"Oh?" Feng Ling, who heard this, couldn't help but become interested, and his eyes were blazing under the moonlight, "I want to hear it in detail." ”

"At that time, there was no laurel tree in the world, but the laurel tree in the Moon Palace was still vigorous after tens of millions of years, so Wu Gang wanted to pass on the seeds of this laurel tree to the world......" Yun Ci Ning slowly recalled the story that the teacher had told her in the past, and as she spoke, her upper and lower eyelids couldn't help but fight, and she slowly began to speak incoherently, and she didn't know what she was talking about.

Feng Ling, who was sitting next to her and listening to the story, suddenly felt a heavy shoulder, and Yun Chenning, who was still chattering, had already yawned and fell asleep.

The corners of Feng Ling's mouth were hooked upward, and that smile, like a spring breeze, warmed people's hearts.

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"Wow-" Early in the morning, Ye Ye pushed open the door and stretched his waist, the scene in front of him was not completely clear, but he could vaguely see the figures of two people on the roof.

Ye Ye, who was standing, rubbed his eyes, took a few steps forward and took a closer look, "Wow......! We slept together for one night!"

Yun Chenning, who was woken up by this ghost scream, was frightened, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Ye Ye standing in the courtyard looking up at her, and Feng Ling beside him moved his shoulders, although he was already trying his best to endure it, Yun Chening still saw the pair of eyebrows twisted together.

"Right...... I'm sorry...... "She shouldn't have slept all night leaning on Feng Ling's shoulder?"

Feng Ling, who had finished the activity, only hooked her lips slightly, and did not mean to blame, "Miss Yun didn't finish telling the story of Wu Gang's killing of Gui last night." ”

Ye Ye, who was lower, covered his mouth and smiled evilly, "I thought you would do something else." ”

"you!" Yun Cining stood up angrily, but he didn't expect his feet to slip and fall straight down, and he happened to fall on Ye Ye's body, and Ye Ye, who was hit by a heavy object, lay on the ground and wailed: "Little junior sister, you are so heavy!"

"Phew! You're heavy! Let you talk nonsense!" Yun Porcelain Ning pulled Ye Ye's face with bad intentions, the originally handsome face was torn painfully, the corners of Ye Ye's mouth were almost pulled by her to the root of her ears, and she screamed: "It is said that women are tigers, I see that you are a tiger when you are alive!"

Chunxi, who pushed open the door, couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he saw the scene of the two making a big fuss.

In the sky above the small courtyard of the inn, there was a sudden loud noise, and Yun Chenning looked up and saw the bird with a white body, with a bright red on the top of its head, like a fiery red crown, and its slender neck and slender legs did not hinder its flying speed, but made the bird's flight more light and chic, looking from afar, like an immortal dancing in a white robe.

"Wow, what a big bird. Yun Chenning, who was pulling Ye Ye's face, couldn't help but look at the sky and sighed.

Ye Ye, who was lying on the ground, pushed away Yun Chenning, who was pressing on him, patted the soil on his robe and glanced at her with contempt: "What bird, that's the white crane raised by Lao Tzu." ”

But I saw Ye Ye take a few steps towards the tree, picked a leaf casually, put it to his lips and blew it a few times, and the white crane hovering in the air put away its wings and slowly fell.

The red top should bear the sun, and the frost is not stained with mud.

The red on the top of the white crane's head seemed to be even more gorgeous at this moment, and if you looked closely, the white crane still had a letter in its mouth.

Ye Ye didn't seem to be surprised at all by its arrival, took the letter and looked at it, his brows furrowed.

"Something happened?" Yun Cinning came to his side, and before he could read the contents of the letter clearly, the letter was torn up by Ye Ye, "Let's go back the same way and go to Yongning." ”