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For example, if you buy something here, you can take it outside. But what happened here was decades ago, and the cause was planted, and the fruit was made. All they can do is understand the ins and outs of the matter, and then untie Tsing Yi's heart knot.

Youning stretched her brows, looked up at the blazing sun, and couldn't help but stretch out her hand, slightly blocking the light in front of her, the sunlight flowed down from between her fingers, which felt very comfortable.

"The sun was warm seventy years ago."

"You seem to like the sun?" Lu Li turned his head and asked.

Yu Ning nodded and said, "Yes, I like it very much." She took two steps forward and said, "When this is done, I'm going to buy some clothes." ”

"Okay."

You Ning squinted his eyes and smiled: "Boss, I don't have any silver." ”

Lu Li raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I'll buy it for you." ”

"Yes!" I don't know why, when she heard Lu Li say this, she suddenly felt that this boss was very arrogant?

"She's coming." Lu Li looked sideways at the center of the street.

You Ning followed his gaze and saw a young girl, straddling a snow-white high-headed horse, she rode her horse and whipped, startling the walking passers-by to rush to the stalls on the side.

A few family members hurried from behind.

"Miss! Miss! Oops, finally caught up! Come back, Miss, the old lady has been looking for you all morning! The old servant gasped as he spoke.

"What?" She was surprised and said, "Grandmother is looking for me?" Why didn't you say it earlier!"

"My young lady, today is the day to go to Deyuan Temple to offer incense, as soon as you see us, you will run, how can you allow the old servant to speak! You should hurry back home. ”

Showing a bright smile: "Drive!" Zhang Yang's delicate voice sounded, and a touch of red clothes fluttered.

"Whose daughter is this, it's really gorgeous." The young man who was passing by was stunned and asked unconsciously.

The roadside merchant smiled: "You don't know? She is the third lady of Prime Minister Song's family. ”

"Fresh clothes and angry horses, flamboyant and gorgeous, what a Miss Song San." Childe looked at Yan Fei in a daze, and a touch of red clothes disappeared into the bustling traffic.

You Ning frowned slightly and said, "This is, this is Tsing Yi?" Miss Song San, is it Tsing Yi? ”

Lu Li smiled but did not speak, reciting a mantra slightly between his lips, summoning a floating cloud, and the two of them walked away on the cloud, but the mortals did not notice it, thinking that it was because he recited the invisibility spell.

Outside the Deyuan Temple, the six-driven treasure cover vermilion big-topped carriage slowly stopped, the Song family has a lot of daughters, and they must come here to pray for blessings at the beginning of each year.

A scholar who had just arrived in the capital to catch the exam, carrying a bag on his back, his face was like a vegetable, his body was thin, dragging his tired steps, seeing a woman and a young lady entering the temple, he was not in a hurry, he stood in the corner of the wall and waited.

Song Yanfei hugged Mrs. Song and said with a smile: "Grandmother, it's just right, can you take Yanfei to fast in the temple for a while?" ”

Old Madam Song gently tapped her head with her fingertips, and scolded with a smile: "You little monkey spirit, you say it well, don't you think you are bored in the house?" ”

Yan Feijiao snuggled up to Mrs. Song with a smile, and said softly and aggrievedly: "The eldest sister and the second sister are married, and I am alone in the house, so boring, just rely on me, grandmother, grandma." ”

The old lady has always pampered and pampered her, how can she withstand her soft grinding and hard bubbles, and finally nodded and agreed to let her stay in the temple for a few days.

A sweeping monk opened the door from the inside, saw the appearance of the scholar, folded his hands, and bowed his head slightly: "Amitabha, donor, the mountain gate has been closed today." ”

"Xiaosheng Li Xiuineng, a mediocre person, lost his entanglement on the way to Beijing to catch the exam, the exam is over, and there is still a month to release the list, there is really nowhere to stay, can you stay in your temple for a while?"

"It turns out that the donor is a talented man who participated in the Autumn Festival." The little monk couldn't help but look up at this down-and-out scholar a few times. After thinking about it for a while, he let go of half of his body and said in a low voice: "Prime Minister Song's family members come to the temple to fast, and the donor will follow me to the back garden." ”

"Thank you, little master, Xiao Sheng will definitely not disturb the Song family."

You Ning looked at the scholar in surprise: "It turns out that this is Li Lang in Tsing Yi's mouth, he advances and retreats in a certain way, is gentle and elegant, and he does seem to be a good man." ”

"The good in the world is relative, and let's see." Lu Li's leisurely road.

The weather in August is the season when the willows are still in full swing.

There was a faint scent of sandalwood wafting in the air in Deyuan Temple, and Li Xiu Neng was holding a book in his hand and standing alone in the courtyard. Dressed in a green shirt, this person is even thinner.

Flying flew over the wall and into the courtyard from outside the temple, where a few chirps of young birds caught his attention. He looked sideways, and there was a broken bird's nest under the Bodhi tree in the courtyard.

Without thinking about it, he walked a few steps to the bird's nest and lifted up the young bird with a whole body of blue and fluffy hair, how could such a tree build a nest with branches that were harder than rattan on the high exterior of the linden tree?

The young bird blinked its black eyes, full of gratitude, how could a young bird have such an anthropomorphic gaze? Li Xiuneng rubbed his eyes in disbelief: "Did I see it wrong?" ”

I want to send the nest back to the tree, but I am afraid that it will be blown down by the wind again and kill the young bird. I want to send the nest to another tree, but I am afraid that the adult bird will not find the nest when it comes back. For a moment he held the nest in his hand, not knowing what to do.

Song Yanfei changed into a plain blue skirt, which seemed more compatible with the tranquility in the temple, and the swings in the courtyard were swinging higher and higher.

"Madoka, push it up, push it up a little more!" She laughed coquettishly, swinging, high above the wall.

"Third Miss is so bold." The maid said with a smile.

"Haha." Song Yanfei's laughter slowly froze for a moment, that person, what are you doing staying there?

She tilted her head slightly, the swing was high and low, and the man gently tapped the beak of the young bird with his fingertips, and climbed the linden tree in a long robe.

"A little higher, a little higher." Song Yanfei looked at Li Xiuineng, the corners of his lips unconsciously raised, and his smile was charming and moving.

Li Xiu could hear the coquettish voice coming from the other side of the wall and laughed, holding the bird's nest in one hand and the tree trunk in the other, hanging in the air, and was fascinated by this gorgeous woman.

Seinfeld saw his eyes, his eyebrows flickered slightly, his cheeks were crimson, and he jumped off the swing when it stopped, turned around and ran back to the meditation room.

"Madoka, do you know who lives in the courtyard next door?" ”

The maidservant replied: "It's a son surnamed Li, who came to the capital to take the exam." ”

Li Xiuneng was stunned for a long time, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that there was an empty swing left, swaying slightly in the air.

After being stunned for a while, he withdrew his eyes, looked at the bird in the nest, and murmured in a low voice: "That should be the young lady of the Song family, she really looks like a fairy, innocent and lively." ”

Saying this, he unconsciously laughed and said, "I'm really stupid, how can I talk to the birds." Shaking his head slightly, he put the nest back on the tree, tied the nest to the branch with a plain white handkerchief, and finally nodded reassuringly, and picked some scattered branches to cushion in the nest: "Little thing, don't fall down next time." ”

Tsing Yi blinked his eyes, looked at this stunned scholar, and cried softly, the sound was more beautiful than that of the Izuku Yellow Warbler, slightly spread his wings, and stroked the beak he had touched.