Zhang Fengniang heard Li Muqi's shout, looked at Li Muqi drunk like that, gently pursed her willow eyebrows, her eyes suddenly showed a trace of disgust, and she still smiled on her face, "This kid, drunk like this, it's really unusual." The pen www.biquge.info called a girl and whispered in her ear, "Quick, help him to rest in the inner room." ”

The little girl bowed and said "yes" and walked towards Li Muqi. Behind her were two or three girls of her age.

Li Muqi was drunk at this time, but he was not drunk enough to know about personnel. Seeing that the girls stretched out their hands to help him up, they used their strength to support their bodies. didn't go with them, but gently slapped the hand on his body off. He stood in place and staggered for a long time before he stopped. Looking at Zhang Fengniang with drunken eyes. Bow down.

Zhang Fengniang saw Li Muqi like this, and also waved his hand to signal him to get up. "Since you're drunk, let's go down and rest." ”

Li Muqi replied yes and said a few words of blessing. Shaking his body, he looked out the door.

Zhang Fengniang didn't hear Li Muqi's words clearly. At that time, Li Muqi's tongue was already big, and Li Muhua didn't hear the slurred words clearly. I don't think it's a complaint or disrespect. Zhang Fengniang saw that Li Muqi didn't bring those girls, and walked out alone, and saw those girls standing there without knowing what to do, so she cast an inquiring look. Zhang Fengniang signaled that they didn't have to follow, and they silently walked behind Zhang Fengniang.

Li Muhua saw Li Muqi swaying and walking out alone, and he was a little worried. Calling the girl behind her, whispered a few words in her ear. The girl nodded her head and slowly withdrew. When he walked out of the door, he couldn't find Li Muqi's figure, so he stood on tiptoe and looked around, and saw a swaying figure just turning the end of the corridor and walking towards the lotus pond. hurriedly chased after him, and as soon as he turned the corridor, he saw Li Muqi swaying his body and jumping up. She didn't catch up, but followed closely behind him, walking at the same speed as Li Muqi.

Li Muqi heard someone coming behind him and didn't look back. Although he didn't look back, he had already guessed that the person behind him must have been sent by Li Muhua. He still walked on his own steps, walking blindly. He really didn't know where to go. Let yourself go with the wind.

There was a faint fragrance of flowers wafting in the wind, and perhaps the fragrance was guiding him.

The fragrance of flowers is getting stronger, and the air is moist. The breeze blows, and the sound of the rippling lake sounds, as well as the sound of lotus leaves hitting the water, and the sound of lotus flowers dancing in the wind.

Li Muqi stopped moving, stopped in a flower garden, and looked at the gently swaying lotus flowers, swaying from side to side with her flickering.

Xu is Li Muqi was tired, and he felt that his head was really painful from being blown by the wind, and a wave of alcohol kept swirling in his chest, and he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to pour out all the things in his stomach. He had to lie down and ease the uncomfortable things a bit.

Li Muqi really lay down and lay down among the flowers. His head rested lightly on a smooth stone that he had probed out of nowhere. Lying there, feeling a little uncomfortable, I turned around again before I closed my eyes.

When the girl saw Li Muqi lying among the flowers, she was really worried. quietly walked over to take a look, only to see that Li Muqi was still asleep, snoring slightly. Seeing his head resting on a stone again, he hurriedly took out his silk handkerchief and folded it, gently lifted Li Muqi's head and put it on the stone and asked Li Muqi to pilllow on it. After taking a closer look and waiting for a long time, he gently withdrew from the flower garden and returned to Li Muhua to resume his life.

Drunk and lying in the sea of flowers, I can't bear to wake up, and I still remember the fairy love in my dream. Fuqin sings the spring dream song softly, and the song is not over, and people have woken up.

"It's just that the wind is too tight, and you don't tell me to listen to music." Li Muqi rubbed his head, which was still faintly painful and swollen, and muttered in a low voice, "Wind, you are always so ruthless, why do you want to wake me up." Just give me a little more time and I won't feel so bad. ”

Looking at the petals that are constantly circling in the wind, the remnants of the flowers that can't bear to leave for a long time. Li Muqi's heart inexplicably gave birth to a lot of sadness, as well as indescribable melancholy. Xu is still in the wine, and the person has not yet woken up. I thought to myself: How good it would be if I was so drunk and unconscious. And you will be able to avoid many troubles and sorrows.

It is not the wind that is ruthless, but the wind is also affectionate. If the wind is merciless, how can you let the withered flowers say their final goodbyes.

It is not the wind that is ruthless, but the people, and people are the most ruthless.

The flowers are blooming, it is the time to compete for beauty, and the one that does not want the most beautiful to wither is also the fastest. At this moment, under the stems of the flowers, there was already a smell of corruption, and even the weeds next to it had that smell, and it was stronger than it.

Li Muqi sat cross-legged among the flowers, facing the wind, looking at the lotus flowers in the lake.

The last rays of the sunset hit the clouds in the sky, and Li Muqi slowly got up. The wine was half-awake, his aching head was better, his stomach no longer tormented him, and he no longer had to take crooked steps.

The lamp has been lit, and the dim light is accompanied by a little starlight, pulling Li Muqi's shadow into a long, slender and slender shadow, which looks a little heartbreaking. It's so lonely and lonely. It makes people feel a trace of pity.

It was not Li Muqi who should be pitied, but when he saw Li Muqi's figure, he stopped far away, hunched over, his head hung very low, almost on his chest, and he held on to the lantern with the words "Huaiwangfu", illuminating the road under his feet and the road in front of Li Muqi.

Those were two people in their last years, and their lives had been completely devoted to this mansion, and they could not leave this place until the end of their lives. The body is gone, but the soul is still in this mansion. They are poor people, all thoughts, all desires, all everything that has been given here - a place that cannot be called home, but is home.

The lights are getting dimmer and dimmer, and the road under your feet is almost invisible, if it weren't for a few starlight sprinkles, I don't know what kind of road under your feet is at this time. The willow hanging on both sides of the road, gently swaying in the night breeze, has a unique charm, but it does not teach people to see more. The voices were gone, except for a few bored cicadas whispering in the grassy trees. The sound echoed in the empty air, lingering for a long time.

That voice always sounded desolate. I don't know if I am lamenting the shortness of life and my own fate.

The lights gradually brightened again, and a courtyard gradually enlarged and became clear.

Park Habitat. It is the northernmost place of Huai Wangfu and the most deserted place in the entire palace. For Li Muqi, this is the warmest and most lively place.

The vermilion lacquer door is no longer as gorgeous as before, and there are a few very small places that are not easy to perceive that have revealed a little wood color. The gold ring on the door also has some rust at the bottom. A piece of bluestone next to the door mentions this limerick poem: the garden is full of seasonal flowers, and the front of the building is full of flower fragrance. The laughter and laughter will never end, and this is the only place in heaven and earth.

The door slowly opened with a "squeak", and an old servant woman was already standing in the garden, and the person who came in with dim eyes was Li Muqi, and hurriedly leaned over, and squeezed out a few words with difficulty in her hoarse throat, "Lord Wang, Wanfu". Li Muqi nodded, ignored it, and walked past her. Seeing that Li Muqi's figure had completely disappeared in front of him, the old servant straightened up. Slowly moving his body into the room, he stood in the corner like a wooden man.

The old servant woman was found by the door in the early morning of one day. She was leaning against the wall, her forehead and hands covered with scars, her head covered with the rain of the previous night, and a thin, wide garment covered with mud and water, and many patches. It wasn't a piece of clothing at all, but a bag pieced together with patches. Only two sleeves were still intact, but they also had three or four patches. It's really hard for her eyes.

Mu He couldn't bear it, so he dragged her to the house, found a doctor for her, and changed into clean clothes. I thought she would leave, but I didn't want her to be like that, but stayed, and no one came to look for her.

Li Muqi also has many servants in the prefect's house, and there are one or two who are lost, and it is common for no one to find them. It doesn't hurt for him to add another person here, and seeing her so pitiful, no one can bear to drive her away. also made Muhe take care of her.

Even if he didn't say that Mu He would do that, Mu He was a kind girl.

has been here for more than a year, and Li Muqi still doesn't know the name of the servant. She had actually said it, but no one understood what she was saying. Luckily, she rarely spoke, otherwise I wouldn't know what to call her.

Her speech is almost incomprehensible, and there is a habit that is also very uncomfortable, she always bows her head, and when she sees anyone, she will give a big gift, no matter who tells her not to do that, she always nods, and then she still does that.

Gradually, everyone got used to it, and they stopped doing it, and let her do that.

When Mu He saw Li Muqi walk in, he didn't greet him, still eating his favorite food.

Li Muqi didn't seem to see her, and went straight to the second floor.

The window was slightly opened, and the cool evening breeze entered through the window, blowing the corners of Li Muqi's clothes, and there was a faint chill.

Li Muqi walked to the window and was about to close the window.

At this moment, a dazzling light pierced the inky night sky, instantly illuminating the scene in front of him. The lush trees, flashed by the light, appeared even more green.

As soon as the light faded away, the rolling thunder began again.

The thunder stopped, and a crystal clear raindrop slammed into the ground and bloomed. Before the droplets of water flying in the air hit the ground, strings of violent raindrops rushed down and hit the ground.

There was a cracking sound in the courtyard in an instant, echoing and colliding in the corner, and rubbing against the sound in the air, lingering in Li Muqi's ears for a long time...

The night rain came so suddenly, and the weather changed so quickly that it was elusive and unimaginable.