Under the half-round moon, Wen Xi sat in the silent pavilion, looking at the shadows of the lights and candles in the cold bamboo room, he sat in front of the window, was writing, frowning from time to time, he was very good-looking, the night was as cool as water, dressed in green clothes, like a person in the moon. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wen Xi had bitterness in his heart, he never told himself what he had experienced, if what Du Shaojue said was true, then how helpless and painful he should have been at that time.

She remembered that Guan Xi was only three or four years older than her at that time, but she already had the demeanor of a young man, listening to the proud chatter and laughter of those famous and talented people in the bamboo building, just smiling silently and listening attentively like a little adult.

He stroked the piano very well, and even Madame Yan praised him, but he never showed it in front of people, and his literary talent was also very good, but he was also very humble.

Mrs. Yan often sighed, if it weren't for Qiyue's weak body, the fame of the next generation of the Guan family would be on him.

There was a young man in Longzhong, worshiping under Mrs. Yan's door, the young man came from the Longsheng family, he has always been proud, and he was dissatisfied when he saw Guan Xi being praised, and one day stopped him and said: "You are a poor child, how do you understand the articles of the world?"

Guan Xi didn't say a word, brushed his sleeves away, Mrs. Yan asked him why he didn't refute, obviously his family background was more noble, but Guan Xi said: "How can the teacher ever see the ancient sages who are famous all over the world because of their fathers and ancestors?"

Such a proud young man, but he fell into that filthy and muddy place, Wen Xi's heart throbbed faintly.

Leng Shuzhu had already stopped writing, looked up at the window, and saw Wen Xijiu sitting in the pavilion, smiled slightly, pushed the door out, walked slowly, and said lightly: "Qing Yu said that you picked all the lotus canopies and ate them, and if you sit like this, it will not be as good as a new lotus pod to grow in the pool." ”

Wen Xi was amused by him and laughed, she looked up at Leng Shuzhu, and saw him smiling gently, the pain in her heart became more and more serious, she couldn't help but show her feet, and hurriedly looked for words: "I saw that day, where did she learn?"

Leng Shuzhu smiled and said, "She is a disciple of the Linghua Sect. ”

The Linghua faction is in the Xiling Mountain of the South China Sea, the master of the door is called Lingxiu Taoist, it is rumored that he has the ability to reach the sky, and the people in this door rarely walk the rivers and lakes, Wen Xi was surprised, why would the firefly candle be driven in the palace of King Chen?

Leng Shuzhu saw the surprise in her eyes, and said: "Firefly Candle is not a slave, she owes His Highness a favor, and promised to teach me light skills and self-defense skills, and when she is done with the favor, she will leave." ”

Wen Xi suddenly realized that she was very capable, and Leng Shuzhu's light skills were in the same vein as her.

Wen Xi asked curiously, "What kind of favor is it?" King Chen must have set a trap to trick her again, right?"

Leng Shuzhu smiled, shook his head and said, "This is a deal between her and Her Highness, I don't know." ”

Wen Xi lowered her head, wrapped her fingers around, accidentally touched Su Jun's painting scroll, and suddenly thought about it, she asked Leng Shuzhu, and said, "Brother July, is Mr. Shen Yu and Shen okay now?"

"Shen Yu?" Leng Shuzhu saw her and asked, "Mr. Shen is in the border city and has made great achievements. ”

"Oh......" Wen Xi asked again, "Brother July, what do you think of Mr. Shen's personality?"

Leng Shuzhu thought for a while before he said, "Mr. Shen is a rare gentleman and can be respected. ”

Wen Xi heard Leng Shuzhu say this, and suddenly there was a sudden sense of enlightenment in her heart, and she suddenly swept away a lot of depression, she stood up suddenly, and Leng Shuzhu was stunned, and he hurriedly said, "Ah Zhi, what's wrong?"

Wen Xi asked, "Brother July, is Mr. Shen unable to return to Beijing for a long time?"

Leng Shuzhu nodded: "The border is urgent, he has the heart to make meritorious contributions, and now he can't come back." ”

Wen Xi said, "Then can I write a letter to Mr. Shen, and if the messenger stops by, we can send it together?"

Leng Shuzhu was funny, they were naturally on the way, and King Chen had several letters to go to various places in the border city a day, so he nodded.

Wen Xi breathed a sigh of relief, got up hurriedly, and was about to hurry up to write a letter, but Leng Shuzhu pulled her and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the messenger will leave tomorrow after noon, it's still early." He didn't ask Wen Xi what letter he wanted to write or why he wrote to Shen Yu, he probably knew it, or he trusted Wen Xi completely.

Wen Xi was held by his hand, and rubbed it gently, thinking of the shameful words he said yesterday, his face turned red again.

Leng Shuzhu simply pulled her to sit with her, and said softly: "I am very happy to see you like this." ”

"Huh?" Wency tilted his head to look at him.

Leng Shuzhu scratched her nose, "I was in the room just now, and when I looked up, I saw you, and suddenly I had a stable and peaceful state of mind. ”

Wen Xi's head bowed slightly, and the red light hanging in the pavilion shone on her forehead, casting a long shadow on her fan-like eyelashes.

The door of the side courtyard opened, Qing Yu went out with a food basket in his hand, looked up and saw the situation of the two people in the pavilion, hurriedly shook his mouth and chuckled, turned around and beckoned to the candle behind him, and pointed to the two people who looked at each other.

The corner of Firefly Candle's mouth smiled slightly, pulled Qingyu back to the small courtyard, and closed the courtyard door again.

Qing Yu hurriedly said: "Sister, I still have to go to the big kitchen to return the soup cup." ”

Firefly poked her forehead, "It's never too late tomorrow." ”

Qing Yu understood, pursed his lips, turned around and walked slowly side by side with Firefly Candle, and said: "Since Miss Wen came, Childe looks a lot more vibrant, although it was good in the past, I always feel that Childe does not live like a mortal, but like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, everything is indifferent." ”

Firefly Candle sighed slightly, "Two days ago, Leng Gongzi went to see Miss Fang. ”

Qing Yu was stunned for a moment, "Miss Fang, is that Miss Fang!"

Firefly Candle said: "There are a few Fang girls in the palace?"

Qing Yu frowned slightly, "Since she has cut off contact with Childe, what does she do when she sees Childe?"

Firefly Candle shook her head, "I'm not an immortal, how can I know what she thinks in her heart, it's just ...... Leng Gongzi he ...... "Firefly Candle turned around, looked at the closed courtyard door, and there were wisps of light in the courtyard from the Ruyi window on the courtyard wall, she always thought that Leng Shuzhu was extremely cold, and it didn't seem to be the case, people have a thousand faces, he was cold before, and he must have been unmoved. Master said that since ancient times, she has a deep love for life, so after she enters the world, she should not be emotional, so that she can keep her original heart, but the love in the world does not know where it starts and where it starts?

Firefly Candle sighed again, walked slowly, Qing Yu said goodbye to her, and went back to the room. There are only a few candles in the side yard that are not clear, which can only illuminate the inches below the feet, and the moon in the sky is more and more set off, and in a few days, it should be a reunion festival. Firefly Candle's heart moved, looking at the secluded bamboo forest on the side of the courtyard, the path in this forest is tortuous, Wen Xi got lost in the courtyard that day, if she enters the bamboo forest, if no one leads, I am afraid that I will not be able to get out for a day.

Although Wuyouyuan looks small, but inside, except for King Chen, as well as her and Leng Shuzhu, no one knows. Firefly candles show their shape, like night cranes and light butterflies, flying over the rockery flower beds, landing outside the bamboo forest, looking at the moonlit bushes of bamboo, her eyes suddenly have a gentle meaning.