Leng Shuzhu slowly walked back to the small courtyard, the door of the small courtyard opened by himself without waiting for him to get close, the twilight had risen, and the firefly candle stood at the gate of the courtyard with the lamp, saluted Leng Shuzhu, and said, "The son is back." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Leng Shuzhu nodded lightly at her.

The candle held up the lamp, illuminated Leng Shuzhu's face, and said, "Is Childe tired?"

Leng Shuzhu shook his head again: "It's okay." ”

Firefly Candle said: "There is a letter in the palace today, it was from Ling An, Lin Guifei quietly went to Jingyang Palace alone last night and stayed for a quarter of an hour. ”

Leng Shuzhu looked at her and said, "Ling An came by himself?"

Firefly pursed her lips, and then nodded: "When the maid saw Ling An, she was seen by Miss Wen." ”

Leng Shuzhu said lightly: "Got it." ”

He stepped up to enter the door, but paused again, and said sideways: "Recently, there is something in the palace, so Ling Anmo wants to use the small path to come here." ”

Firefly took two steps forward to light him and said, "Yes." ”

Leng Shuzhu was admitted to the hospital, and saw several bright lights in the Zhiyin Pavilion, Wen Xi sat alone in the pavilion, heard footsteps, looked back, and immediately stood up when he saw Leng Shuzhu.

Leng Shuzhu said to Firefly Candle: "Let everyone go down." ”

Firefly Candle bowed her head and retreated, and quietly retreated with the surrounding maids.

Wen Xi stood in the pavilion, looking at Leng Shuzhu, with a dazed look on her face, Leng Shuzhu looked at her low-hanging bandaged palm, and her heart swelled with sadness.

She watched Leng Shuzhu come and enter the pavilion, stared at her, without blinking, and asked, "Did you already know." She held up her hand and asked him if he knew from the beginning that her hand was badly injured, but she didn't.

Leng Shuzhu nodded: "After you were injured, His Highness has already sent a message, when you were in the famous city, His Highness sent a letter to me to find a famous doctor from the old days to come to Beijing, calculate the time, he should arrive after half a month." ”

Wen Xi turned his face sideways, "Don't mention him, I'm asking you." ”

Her tone suppressed the pain, which must have made her extremely sad, and there were still tears on her face, and her eyes were flushed, and she didn't know how long she had been crying today.

Leng Shuzhu said lightly: "From now on, I am willing to be your hand ......"

"You!" Wincy looked up at him suddenly.

Leng Shuzhu stretched out his hand, took her hand, covered his palm, and caressed his fingertips, looking at her deeply.

Wen Xi was confused for a while, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but he grabbed it hard, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't help but hurt the injury, but Leng Shuzhu didn't let go as gently as before because she withdrew her hand, his hand was slightly cold and thin, but with a taste that could not be refused.

Wen Xi stared at him, Leng Shuzhu also looked at her, the two were relatively speechless, but they seemed to have a thousand words.

Leng Shuzhu suddenly stretched out her other hand, picked off a wisp of dusty spider silk from her hair, and said softly: "Wenxi, everything I say to you is true. ”

Wen Xi was stunned and muttered, "Why, why?" She had long realized that Leng Shuzhu was good to her, but she had never asked him about his sincerity, which made her uneasy, but the girl was amorous and would be moved, but what woman would not be suspicious of gains and losses in love?

Leng Shuzhu said pityingly: "You will know." ”

There is nothing to ask about this, although Wen Xi does not have the reserve of a boudoir woman, she can no longer bear to ask him.

She turned her head, and the sky had already lost its last rays.

*

The next day, a carriage came out of Chen Wang's mansion, drizzling continuously, the wheels ran over the bluestone slabs of the streets, and the sound of selling came from outside the car.

This road is leading to the Cumulus Library, Wen Xi has been to it once, he knows the road, the carriage is not in a hurry, he has passed a street entrance, and the wind has come with a burst of aroma, Wen Xi smells the aroma and looks out of the car, it is a dim sum shop, which is steaming new pastries, and the heat rises through the fine rain.

"Parking. She cried out.

As soon as the coachman pulled the reins, Leng Shuzhu looked at her deeply, and suddenly said, "Lao Wang, go buy three pieces of rhombus flour cake and a box of glutinous rice balls with vegetarian filling." ”

"Yes, Childe. The driver pulled over to the dim sum shop on the side of the road.

Wen Xi looked at Leng Shuzhu, and Leng Shuzhu smiled.

Lao Wang bought the dim sum and came back soon, Leng Shuzhu took it and handed it to Wen Xi, and said with a gentle smile: "Eat the glutinous rice balls after they are cool, don't burn them." ”

Wen Xi took it in a daze and responded, "Okay." ”

Leng Shuzhu smiled and touched her cheek.

The carriage moved forward again, Wen Xi pinched the lotus leaf bag of dim snack, the warm temperature, the fresh aroma, revealing a lingering cordiality.

Wen Xi involuntarily clasped her fingers, and the lotus leaf bag was gradually pinched by her and deformed.

Leng Shuzhu leaned against the wall of the car, looking out the window stupidly, the market was bustling, but pedestrians came and went, he was full of worries, and there seemed to be sorrow between his eyebrows. It's just that, suddenly, his complexion changed a little, Wen Xi followed his gaze, there was a wine shop on the side of the road, and there were a few people sitting by the window upstairs, one of the beauties in red, when she saw Leng Shuzhu, she immediately stood up, and her steps in her hair swayed rapidly.

The carriage drove by, but after a while, the restaurant and the beauty were gone, Leng Shuzhu put down the curtains of the car, silent, only coughing lightly.

Wen Xi looked at the man in front of him, staring at his demeanor, and couldn't help but reach out and stroke the shallow wrinkle between his eyebrows.

Leng Shuzhu's eyebrows moved, and he raised his hand to grab her hand and hold it in his own hand.

Wency didn't withdraw her hand, let him hold it, his palm was slightly cold, her fingers warm.

The beauty in red, she recognized, had a fate, it was the girl Fang who she saw in the garden of Miss Fang's house that day.

Looking at her expression, she couldn't help but be in a hurry.

……

The carriage stopped outside the Cumulus Library, and Leng Shuzhu led Wen Xi to get off the car, at this time, it was not as quiet as the long corridor hanging lights that day and night. Today, there are scholars and students coming and going in the courtyard, everyone sees Leng Shuzhu, they all stop and salute slightly, Leng Shuzhu also slightly returns the salute, and carries Wen Xi into the door.

The entrance corridor is a vast lake on one side, a lush forest on one side, the pavilion of the Xuanguan is in the shade of the woods, and the sound of chanting and piano music is heard from time to time, and the cold bamboo has never entered the towering Cumulus library, but it is bypassing the lake, passing through the woods, and taking her into a small silent courtyard, there is a plaque on the courtyard door, entitled "Liufang Yaxu" four words.

The small courtyard is full of KitKat bamboo products, or tall or graceful, the winding path is secluded, and the wind is cool and the birds are lonely.

Leng Shuzhu led Wenxi, walking on the path full of moss, holding bamboo branches, dyeing dew, but seeing the depths of Maozhu, isolated a small building, white walls and pink tiles, all of which have the style of the south of the Yangtze River.

Wen Xi saw this, suddenly there was a state of lost soul, this situation, this scene, as if she had seen it in a dream, she couldn't help but let go of Leng Shuzhu's hand, slowly walked up the stone steps, standing in front of the building, a gust of wind came, the purple curtain in the building was like water and mist, like a wave dancing.

It seems that there is laughter and singing from nowhere, and the fragrance of tea and medicine is overflowing.