As soon as she finished saying this, Nafengqiao Yexue became excited, stepped forward in a few steps, held her arm tightly, and said with joy on her face: "Brother Murong Xian, are all these words you said true?" ”

His eyes were full of joy, and he looked at Lu Manman expectantly. Lu Manman, who was already secretly wishing, was looked at by his burning eyes, and his face, which had been smeared with too much yellow rouge, couldn't stand the red hair that became hot, and stiffened his body and nodded slowly to Fengqiao Yexue in the wind.

Fengqiao Yexue said: "Then I don't know if I am lucky enough to be able to listen to Brother Murong play a song today?" ”

"Hmm!"

The pretty face covered with rouge became more and more delicate. At this moment, because she wanted to avoid the scorching eyes of Fengqiao Night Snow, she lowered her neck slightly, and a neck as translucent as white jade met Fengqiao Night Snow's eyes. The long and upturned eyelashes fluttered slightly in the autumn breeze, I don't know if it was because of the burning eyes of the person in front of me who were too direct, or because the wind was too strong in this autumn day.

She walked to the desk with the guqin in her arms, put the piano on the desk, and sat slowly in front of the desk, and finally, stretched out her slender white fingers hidden in the black jade cotton sleeves. Ten fingers are slender and white, more shiny than the complexion of ordinary women, slender fingers gently stroked the strings, suddenly, the fingers lightly hooked the strings, and a wonderful sound suddenly sounded in the pavilion.

The red plane flowers outside the pavilion are in full bloom, the flowers are bright red, as if the red sixty-four bone purple bamboo oil paper umbrella that has only been collected after the rain, trembling slightly in the wind, listening to the bursts of music from the ensemble of the two people in the pavilion. The delicate red petals, as if the breeze is more and more gorgeous, in the breeze, the flowers and leaves are gently swaying, accompanied by the sound of the piano, dancing together in the red dust of the world.

The so-called drinking and painting, playing the piano and writing poems are originally things that are things for literati and scholars to learn from each other and show their talents. But when it came to this man and woman, it became the middle of their eyebrows and secret affection.

When they parted, Lu Manman suddenly took out a dice from his sleeve and put it in the palm of Fengqiao Yexue, and said with a smile: "Say goodbye today, and I don't know when I will see you again." This dice are given to you, and remember to keep them in good order. ”

"The dice?" Fengqiao Yexue's eyes showed a trace of incomprehension, and she looked at Lu Manman, who was dressed in men's clothes in front of her, with a smile, and said: "I know that there is a poem about dice, and there are two sentences in it, 'Exquisite dice An red bean, do you know if you are lovesick?'" ’”

After that, he looked at her beautiful face with a smile and said, "Brother Murong is here today to give me this dice, shouldn't that be what it means?" You know, you and I are both men. ”

"This ......" In an instant, the flower-like face was dyed with a few shades of red, and the eyes that were full of anticipation just now dimmed all the brilliance. She remembered that she was still only a man in front of him at the moment, and now, with love in his hands, and here she asked him to keep them in good order, it seemed a little shocking to the world.

Seeing that her face was gloomy, her eyes were bright and clear, as if tears would fall in the next moment. The night snow of the wind bridge sealed the heart that she hadn't felt for many years, and finally, because of the tears in her eyes, trembled fiercely.

Some things, some people, are not something you can control if you want to, or something you can escape if you want to. There are too many things and too many people, we can't predict it, it comes in a hurry, and it goes in a hurry. It's like my own heart, just a glance, it's already deep in the mud, and I can't extricate myself.

Perhaps, at this moment, she is not the only one who is tempted.

He endured the discomfort, and when her slender fingers were about to approach his palm, he held the dice in his palm tightly with her soft hand, met her eyes full of surprise, and smiled: "Okay! I'll put this dice here first, and I'll help you keep it safe. When he is destined to meet again, he will definitely return it to you in the future. ”

"Hmm!"

knew in her heart that his words were just said to himself as a man, and there was no other meaning in the words, but she still couldn't help but smile like a flower, bowed her head slightly, and deeply remembered the love words meaning of a dice.

In the next moment, a plane flower was placed in her palm.

"What are you?"

She looked up, a hint of doubt in her beautiful eyes.

His slender five fingers gently placed the flower in her palm, met her puzzled eyes, and laughed softly: "You give me dice, and I will also give you plane flowers." Although this flower is a little weaker than the dice you gave me, I believe that Brother Murong will definitely help you take care of this flower. ”

"Hmm!" She nodded earnestly.

When she returned to the palace, she felt that her heart had been lost, among the thousands of yellow leaves on the way to the pavilion, in the flowerbeds full of thousands of bright plane flowers, and on the handsome man who came out of a splashed ink painting.

I can't help myself, from the initial escape, to the current hope in my heart.

Outside the window, the autumn breeze is bleak. She sat on the head of the bed with a blooming plane flower in her hand, her eyes fixed on the plane flower in her hand, and her eyes flashed with an unusually moving light.

What is to see things and think about people, this is it. Although there is no meeting, although there are no thousands of words, a blooming plane flower, but unconsciously, it helps her relieve the painful thoughts that are about to swallow her whole mind.

A rush of footsteps sounded, but Lu Manman hadn't come back to his senses yet. Lu Haotian, the emperor of the Zhou State, hurriedly walked in, and saw his baby daughter holding a hanging bell flower in her hand and smiling infatually, as if she was in the mood of her daughter's family, and she understood a thing or two in her heart. A loving smile appeared on the face that had been dyed by the eventful years, turned around and whispered to the palace people who followed him, slowed down his pace and slowly walked to the bed, stretched out his hand to make a playful gesture, and shook it a few times in front of his precious daughter's eyes.

"Vines, vines."

The voice was very soft, as if she was afraid that her sudden appearance would scare her.

Hearing his father's voice ringing in his ears, Lu Manman suddenly came back to his senses, raised his head and looked at him with a smile on his face, as if she didn't need to say anything to him, he had already guessed what she was thinking at the moment.

"Father, daughter wants to ......"

Before the words were spoken, Lu Haotian had already smiled and nodded to her, "If you like it, I will bring him to the palace tomorrow to attend the state banquet, and my father wants to see with his own eyes what a hero the man chosen by his seventh princess will be." ”

Hero? In fact, it's just a vendor who grows flowers and makes wine!

She smiled and shook her head and said, "He is very ordinary and ordinary, but my daughter likes it very much." ”

In the afternoon of the same day, Fengqiao Yexue received a letter from Lu Haotian, the lord of the Zhou State, in Liuyueju, in which he was invited to talk about the palace face saint. Seeing that everything was under his control, a smile appeared on the elegant and handsome face of Fengqiao Yexue, and he walked to the window, looking at the blooming plane flowers outside the window, the smile on the corner of his mouth became slightly stiff, and after a little hesitation, he reached out and took out a dice from his sleeve, and raised his hand to throw it into the thousands of reds.