Next.

Morning.

The entire East China Sea Emperor was bathed in a noisy and prosperous atmosphere, and the mortals obviously did not know about distant things, did not know the approach of the bright moon, and did not know the dangers of strange forces.

It's a normal morning.

The little junior sister really didn't know how to restore the letter of the fifth prince Ning Zhi.

Go?

Or not going?

What does Big Brother know?

She sighed lightly and decided to go out to get some air.

After only two steps, I saw dark clouds condense from the sky.

The little junior sister stomped her feet, on the beach in May, the spring rain was continuous, it was the norm, but even the dark clouds could not dispel Zhu Lingyun's heart to go out and breathe.

She knelt on the wooden chair next to the bronze mirror, combed her hair slightly, patted a thin rouge, and sipped a layer of faint lip red, until the girl in the mirror was still fresh and could see people, she put back the rouge gouache, and then looked up, there was always a little sadness and love between the eyebrows of the girl in the mirror.

Not everyone can become a great master, and the most beautiful time for a girl is actually only a few years, but these years will be the most troublesome and painful years.

What can I do?

The person you like hasn't grown yet, are you waiting, or are you waiting?

"Senior brother..."

Zhu Lingyun thought of Senior Brother's current Fivefold Realm of Earth Lock, as well as his temperament that disappeared at every turn, and sighed softly, "I'm really not small. ”

She took an oil-paper umbrella from the corner of the cloister, put on her little boots, and before the rain fell, she had already walked out of the school palace in the middle of the lake.

I didn't ride in a carriage either.

I didn't ask anyone to accompany me.

I walked across the long trestle bridge alone.

I came to the Yunyu Avenue in the south, walked along the sea of small stars, and watched the painting boat on the so-called heart of the galaxy floating around in the distance.

Click, click, click.

The rain was falling.

Circles and ripples rippled on the surface of the lake, and then the rain became heavier and heavier, and the lake became a small white and desolate flower.

Zhu Lingyun stretched out the oil-paper umbrella, and the people on the street had already begun to hurry, but the vendors selling under the eaves were still very strong.

Walking and walking, Zhu Lingyun naturally walked under the eaves of a restaurant, put away the umbrella and stood quietly to rest.

In the distance, suddenly a figure ran over, as if to hide from the rain, and also ran under the eaves.

Zhu Lingyun glanced at it.

This is the appearance of a young knight, with a lot of fine raindrops on his black hair, and although his face is young and ordinary, for some reason the overall temperament gives people a thrilling feeling that is almost magical.

This young man didn't wear any expensive clothes, he was ordinary, simple, but he just gave people an extraordinary feeling.

Zhu Lingyun glanced at him, and then stopped looking, she had a person in her heart, whether that person understood her or not, she wouldn't think about anyone else.

However, the young man suddenly took two steps closer, "This girl, I have something urgent, can I borrow an umbrella?"

Zhu Lingyun was stunned for a moment.

Why do people keep asking themselves to borrow an umbrella lately?

"Girl, girl, there's really something urgent down there... If you go in the rain, your clothes will be soaked, but you will be embarrassed. ”

Zhu Lingyun came back to her senses, her eyes swept around, and it seemed that there was only one person around who was still hiding from the rain with an umbrella...

"Where are you going?"

The young man smiled: "Longwei Street in the east of the city." ”

Zhu Lingyun thought about it, the distance was a little far, so he handed him the umbrella, and then added: "You don't have to return it." ”

The young man smiled and took the umbrella, thanked him politely, and then opened the oil-paper umbrella and walked into the rain.

walked two steps, three steps, four steps, and gradually went away, Zhu Lingyun didn't look at him anymore, now it's her turn to wait for the rain to stop, then wait, just wait until this worry is settled, "Go back when the rain stops." ”

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the distance, Zhu Lingyun followed the sound, and saw that the people on both sides of the street were exclaiming something, and then I saw that the young man who was far away had already put away his umbrella...

The huge raindrops in the sky passed by him, but they couldn't touch him at all.

He walked in millions of showers, but it was like walking on a sunny day.

And then...

He stepped out.

Clouds are born under your feet.

One more step out.

It's another cloud.

Until mid-air, the young man holding his umbrella actually stood in the clouds, his clothes fluttering, and he was already above the prosperous capital of the spring rain, and he drove the clouds and fog to the east.

Zhu Lingyun was stunned.

The last time I asked myself to borrow an umbrella was a prince, this time I became a fairy?

What's the situation?

The little junior sister looked confused.

...

It didn't take long for the rain to stop.

Zhu Lingyun returned to the house, the whole person was still in a dreamy state, and then she saw a letter on her desk.

Curious, she pounced, opened the envelope, and pulled out the letterhead.

The letter was still fresh and written:

Best wishes girl,

Today's heavy rain, a chance encounter on the street, thank you girl for the umbrella, tomorrow morning, this seat will be returned.

Qi Tian.

Zhu Lingyun was stunned for a moment, his hand was loosened, and the letter paper fell to the ground.

...

At the time of dinner.

The little junior sister took out another letter and put it in front of the senior brother, and said with a blank eye: "Take a look." ”

Xia Yuan opened the letter, glanced at his disguised handwriting, and said lightly: "You borrowed someone's umbrella by the lake again?

The junior sister nodded, and then hurriedly said: "This is not the point, the point is that this one is an immortal, he can obviously enter the rain without getting his clothes wet, and he can ride the clouds and fog between walks, but he has to come and ask me to borrow an umbrella, why?"

Xia Yuan: "Why do you think?"

The junior sister hesitated and thought for a while: "Am I too beautiful?"

Burst!

Xia Yuan directly squirted out the rice, and when he saw the black line on his junior sister's face, he hurriedly coughed, and said, "Senior sister, I'll tell you a story." ”

"Okay. ”

My sister has listened to a lot of stories from my brother since I was a child, and I listen very carefully every time.

Xia Yuan thought for a while and said: "Once upon a time, there was a little woodcutter who went up the mountain to chop wood, and on the way back, he accidentally dropped his axe into the water, and the little woodcutter began to cry.

And at this time the god of water appeared, and the god of water grabbed a golden axe and asked the little woodcutter if it was his axe, and the little woodcutter said no,

The water god grabbed another silver axe and asked the little woodcutter if it was his axe, and the little woodcutter said no.

The water god came out with a wooden axe, and the little woodcutter said happily This is my axe,

As a result, the water god also gave the two axes, gold and silver, to the little woodcutter.

This story tells us that honesty is a virtue, and the junior sister kindly lent the immortal umbrella, then this is a good fate, and the reason why we can form a good fate is precisely because of the kindness of the junior sister. ”

The little junior sister nodded blankly, and then suddenly said, "Senior brother, but that immortal... It's handsome, is it really okay?"

Suddenly, the little junior sister remembered something, "Oh no, tomorrow is also the day when the Seventh Prince arranges a car to pick me up and go to the field hunting!!!"

Xia Yuan said: "That's not right, you reply to a letter, just say that the immortals are coming to return the umbrella, and it will not be empty tomorrow." ”

Little Sister: "That's it... What if the immortals don't come?"

Xia Yuan coughed and said, "Immortals don't lie. ”

Little junior sister thinks about it.

So, she ran to the house and wrote a reply.

Xia Yuan also hurriedly returned to the house and hid the umbrella he had asked his junior sister to borrow this morning.