The picture of being hit by Miss Magnolia flashed repeatedly in her mind, and her doubts in her heart did not decrease, but increased. Turning her head to look at a candlelit window, she tossed and turned uneasily.

In the middle of the night, the whole Huafu fell silent.

I really couldn't sleep, so Hua Xun got up from the couch. Seeing that Pei Lan, who was lying on the couch outside the night vigil, was sleeping soundly, Hua Xun had no intention of waking her up. Pull the clothes off the hanger and put them on, tie the light fur, and meticulously smooth the folds with your little hands. Hua Xun held his breath, quietly walked to the door, opened the door and slipped out.

March in Huacheng is really cold, and the wind outside is cold. When the flower came out, she was met by the backyard steward patrolling the night, and it was Du Juan, the sister of the housekeeper Du Zhong.

The cuckoo came over with a lantern and a maidservant, and saw the flower from a distance. Approaching, the cuckoo saluted and said, "Why did the little master come out?" It's a cold day, and the little master is unwell or goes to bed early. ”

"I can't sleep, go out for a walk." Worried that Du Juan would blame Pei Lan, she tightened her squeeze and said with a smile, "Sister Du is going to patrol the night, I don't want anyone to follow, I just sent Pei Lan and them." Just give me a lantern. ”

The cuckoo turned around and ordered a small lantern to be handed to the flowers.

After taking the lantern, Hua asked, "I'll go and walk in the garden for a while, be quiet, and come back in a while." Seeing that the cuckoo nodded, he walked into the garden with the lantern.

Hua Xun walked to the place where the gods were worshiped today, the flower and fruit incense case had been removed, and only the tender grass was born on the ground, spreading out a piece. Tonight, the moonlight is beautiful, cold and cold, shining in the garden like silver sand pouring down.

Silence.

After a few glances left and right, rockery flowers and plants are common, and there is nothing strange about it. Hua Xun hesitated for a moment, thought about it and turned to leave.

Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of him, and a cold wind blew very quickly. The hair scattered on the back of the head was blown up, causing a burst of cold hairs to stand on end.

"Something!" Her eyes widened and she stayed where she was.

"Hey, you're the thing!" A delicate voice came from above her head.

Hua Xun followed the sound and saw a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl wearing a snow-white long skirt, wide robe with large sleeves, a crimson skirt and long tassels pinned to her waist, sitting on the top of a rockery. The silver moon veil fell on her, increasing her youthful aura, and she had the charm of a demon girl. It is said that it is three points smart, but it does not hide seven points of laziness. The long green hair, scattered behind the head, is tied up with a small red corolla, and two white strands hang down from the back of the crown.

The girl has a small goose egg face, a little cinnabar on her eyebrows, and a slightly longer eyetail, with a bewitching style. Small nose, thin lips hooked, a proud appearance. The moonlight was faint, but her skin was reflected like a congealed jade.

"You...... You ......" Hua Xun was startled, took two steps back, and sat down on the ground, the lantern was thrown out, and was blown out by the wind.

The girl was also taken aback by her, and then said angrily: "What are you! ”

“…… Are you a ghost? Hua Xun looked at her with a pale face.

"I don't ......," the girl paused, and suddenly grinned, "yes, I'm a ghost!" ”

"Ah......h

"Shhhh Don't shout! ”

As soon as Hua Xun saw the "ghost" pointing at her, she lost her voice and couldn't speak.

"If you call someone, I'll eat you!" The girl jumped off the rockery and landed steadily in front of Hua Xun.

Hua Xun's eyes were hazy with tears, his nose twitched, and he trembled.

The girl frowned and said, "Don't cry!" I'm going to eat you too! ”

"......" nodded, and Hua Xun tried to hold back her tears.

"I'll let you resume talking, and I have something to ask you. You answer truthfully, or else...... Or I'll eat you! ”

Receiving a response from the flower inquiry, the girl waved her hand, leaned in front of her and said, "You said, is it you who lost the flower sign today!" ”

Hua Xun sniffed, didn't dare not answer, only whispered: "It's not me......" Seeing the girl raise her hand, she hurriedly said, "I didn't mean it!" Today I was the officiating priest of the flower official, but I was pushed up to draw the lot, and I am also innocent! ”

The girl pouted and snorted dissatisfiedly: "Originally, I was about to get it, but I blamed you for changing positions with Huaguan!" Can't you just stand firm? So unbumpy. ”

"I ......" Hua Xun flashed in inspiration and exclaimed, "It's you!" She stared at those misty eyes, "You were the one who knocked down Miss Magnolia today!" ”

"yes, it's me." The girl's face was meaningless, "Are you going to arrest me?" ”

“…… I can't catch you. Hua Xun said honestly.

"Stop talking nonsense, find that flower stick with me."

Hua Xun bit her lip and was embarrassed: "But my light is out." I can't see it. ”

The girl looked her up and down and pondered.

"Ordinary people."

"Why are you looking for a flower stick?" Hua Xun said strangely, "Even if you lose this flower stick, you can carve another one." Besides, those servants didn't pick up all the flower sticks when they picked them up, how could there be any omissions? ”

The girl said, "You take care of me!" I'm just looking for it. Can you help me find it? Shut up if you don't look for it! ”

The voice was a little louder, and a voice in the distance asked, "Who is there?" ”

"Oops!" The girl said irritably, "Forget it, don't look for it!" After speaking, it turned into a white light, flashed across the night sky, and suddenly disappeared.

Hua Xun got up and looked in the direction where the white light had disappeared.

The servant came and saw Hua Xun saluting.

Hua Xun came back to her senses and looked down at what she was holding in her hand.

When I spread it out, it was a bamboo stick.

"It's okay, I'll go back." Putting the flower sticks in the sleeve cage, Hua Xun took the lantern picked up by the servant.

Walking briskly back into the room, Perrin was already awake and kneeling straight at the door.

Hua Xun untied the fox fur, skipped Pei Lan, and walked inside: "Don't worry, I just got up and went to the courtyard for a while." I'll go to bed, and if I have anything to say, I'll talk about it tomorrow. ”

Perrin lowered his head, as if he was cold, and as if he was afraid, and said yes.

Lying on the bed, Hua Xun played with the flower stick.

The flower stick is written with two lines of small characters, with pear blossoms engraved on it and begonias engraved at the bottom.

"The pear fragrance is drunk with three thousand dreams, and the begonia flowers are shallow and seventeen blooms."

The candle flame was faint, and Hua Xun held the flower stick and fell into a dream unconsciously.

The woman in the dream seems to be ingenious every time she meets her. Hua Xun stood in the distance of Huadu, and could vaguely see Huadu on the towering tower, pinching the leaves and blowing an unknown tune.

At the end of the song, Huadu looked down at her.

In the blink of an eye, she flew up the tower and landed beside Huadu.

"Huadu, why is the place where you meet me different every time?" Hua Xun leaned on the railing and looked down.

"Don't you like it?" Hua Du stretched out her hand, and the leaves swirled and fell from her hand, and she looked back at Hua Xun.

"No, it's not." Hua Xun retracted his gaze, tilted his head and said, "I like it very much." ”

"If you like it, it's fine."

Hua inquired: "I have been in Huafu since I was a child, and it is inconvenient to go out. I also yearn for the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the wind and sand in the north of the desert, the prosperity of the eastern capital, and the tranquility of the western river. It's just that I can't go...... But I can go once in my dreams, and I really die without regrets. ”

Huadu raised his eyebrows and smiled without saying a word.

"Huadu, where is this?"

"Illusion is also your dream."

"Huadu, you've been talking less and less lately."

Holding Hua Xun's hand and slowly walking across the wooden road, Hua Du was silent.

"Aren't you happy?"

"Why do you ask?"

Hua Xun shook his head, and his expression was also gloomy.

"Ah, yes!" Hua Xun remembered the signing, "Do you know the flower sign?" Flower sticks for the Flower God Festival. ”

Flower to cross.

Hua Xun clearly felt Hua Du's body freeze for a moment.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm just your dream, how can I know about the flower stick." She sighed shallowly and fell silent again.

The flower is full of questions, but it is not easy to ask.

Entering the tower, there is a hollow eight-sided wall inside, and a bookshelf is set up against the wall. A pile of bamboo slips is lined up on the shelf, grand and majestic. Silent and silent as the solemnity of the treasure hall, there is no literati monks, standing in the corridor, the heart of the intuition tower is empty, she and Huadu are both as small as a grain of rice.

Hua Xun ran to the bookshelf, curiously and cautiously scanning the marks on the bamboo slips, and swept through a whole row of many words that she couldn't recognize. She looked at it with her head held high, but she was blocked by the wooden planks of the shelves, and she couldn't see anything.

She turned back to Hua Du and said, "What kind of books are here?" ”

Hua Du walked past a row of books, concentrating on what he was looking for. Hearing Hua Xun's question, she walked behind Hua Xun.

The fragrance is fragrant and lingering. The white clothes moved lightly, and the skirt was scattered, blocking the flower inquiry between the shelf and her. She reached out and took a roll of bamboo slips above Hua Xun's head and pulled the rope away.

"You can't read the book. This is the place where the world's flower scriptures and flower scores are placed, and even thousands of flowers are recorded here. Whoever is famous in ikebana will be in this tower. Hua Du shook open the scroll and looked at it.

"Then, Huadu, are you the master here?" Hua Xun looked up at the tower.

"The owner of this exquisite tower is someone else."

Hua Du finished sweeping the bamboo slips in his hand, put them back in place, walked to the other side, and took another copy.

"What about that person?"

"Dead."

Hua Xun looked at Hua Du's side face, and under the light of the light in the tower, there was a little cold feeling. These two words were muttered gently, and there was no hint of joy or anger in the ear. But the sensitive intuition of the child made Hua Xun feel that this exquisite tower master must have something to do with Huadu, even if it is not a close friend, it should be a familiar acquaintance.

Hua Xun was timid in her heart, she was afraid of upsetting Hua Du.

"Huh?" Huadu seemed to see something, and flipped through the bamboo slips in an uproar. After looking at it for a while, she closed the bamboo slip with a heavy face.

"What's wrong?" Hua Xun hesitated for a moment, and when he saw Hua Du walking under the tower, he hurriedly followed and asked.

"Are you going to go down to the flower field in a while?"

Hua Xun nodded, and saw that Hua Du didn't look back, and he couldn't see her nodding, so he added: "Exactly." ”

Descending from the tower, Hua Du walked to the stairs and counted the third room, pushed the door and walked in: "The rules of Huafu are not set for concubines, why do you have to suffer this?" ”

"Then you should go." Hua Xun lifted her skirt and crossed the threshold, "Ah Zhi is a playboy of the school, although he is not a grandson, but there have long been rumors outside that his father will mention Ah Zhi's mother as his wife." Although my father and mother raised the same eyebrows, I am not a son after all...... I don't want to settle for mediocrity. ”

Hua Du walked to the bookcase, spread out the paper, licked the ink from the pen stand, and lowered his head to write on the white paper.