The snow, fluttering one after another, falls from the sky and falls on the verdant bamboo leaves, and the emerald green leaves hang on the white snow, but it can make people's hearts as still. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Under the eaves, on the fire, Choshi made a slight noise, and the man in a pure white fur coat slowly poked his slender white jade hand out of his sleeve, held Choshi handle and picked Choshi from the stove, poured fragrant tea in the white porcelain teacup in front of him, and then put Choshi aside.

He tilted his head slightly, but saw a woman walking in the bamboo forest, holding an oil-paper umbrella. Suddenly, a bamboo leaf in front of her, unable to bear the weight of the snow, was slowly pressed down, and the snow on the blade fell. The woman stopped, and her steps seemed a little flustered.

The man under the eaves smiled, raised his hand and coughed lightly. The woman in the forest raised her head sharply and ran quickly in the direction of the man.

"This year's snow is much earlier than usual." The woman's clear voice came, and the man looked up to see her put away the oil-paper umbrella and stand casually on the edge of the room, smiling at him.

"Yes, it rarely snows in Tianyu, but this year is different from previous years." The man's voice was warm, as if he was just sighing unintentionally.

The woman walked up to the man and bowed slightly, "Childe, the weather is cold, can the little girl ask you for a cup of tea?" ”

Rong Li stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please, the corners of Zijin's mouth rose, the smile slowly faded on his face, and he sat down opposite Rong Li. Rong Li pushed the steaming tea in front of Zijin, "I heard that King Beiwei and Miss Zixia are in love with an umbrella. ”

Zijin nodded.

A paper umbrella, a light rain in early autumn, can lead to a relationship.

"Some people say that Sister A's mind is not pure, but whose feelings in this world are completely pure?" Zijin's hand holding the wine glass paused slightly, and his eyes looked at the tea in the cup. Suddenly remembered those eyes that were as clear as morning dew, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "Maybe." ”

Rong Li's face was fair, as if he was about to blend with the snow outside the house, and only those dark eyes remained, still glued to Zijin's body. He looked at Zijin with a flat expression, "No matter what the process is, the result is that she succeeds." ”

In early autumn, the rain is slightly cool. On that day, when the king of Beiwei first came to Tianyu Imperial City, he was blocked by a light rain. I had no choice but to hide from the rain under the eaves of an alley. The rain was strange to say, it was so soft and lingering, and it never stopped for a moment.

Some people say that the autumn wind is gentle, and the autumn rain is dashing. It is because people's hearts are different, and the scenery they see has different meanings.

I don't know if it's the scenery that makes people feel emotional, or whether it's the feelings that people will feel for the scenery.

Just when Tuoba Wenyuan was hesitating, she saw that in the smoke and rain, she held an oil-paper umbrella and walked slowly towards him.

The woman walked to his side, put away the oil-paper umbrella above her head, and looked at the sky.

"It looks like it's going to rain for a while."

She Wu Nong spoke softly, looking sideways slightly, and Tuoba Wenyuan also looked down at the weak and gentle woman beside her. The four-eyed woman hurriedly lowered her eyebrows, but she couldn't help it. Tuoba Wenyuan became interested in the beauty beside him.

He had heard that Tianyu women were different from Beiwei women. Beiwei women have a hearty and enthusiastic personality, dare to love and hate. And Tianyu women are all tender and gentle. He had never been to Tianyu, and he had never seen a woman from Tianyuguo, and what he saw with his own eyes this time was really the same as what was said in the book.

"Tianyu is rainy in autumn, and the son should always have an umbrella by his side when he goes out."

She doesn't know that he is the son of Beiwei? He even called him a son. Tuoba Wenyuan smiled heartily and said, "Thank you girl for your kind reminder, I remember it in the future." ”

"However, since the girl has an umbrella, why is she sheltering from the rain here, is she waiting for someone?"

"Well, the little woman is indeed waiting for someone."

"Listen to Childe's accent, not a local?" The woman looked at Tuoba Wenyuan in a little surprise.

"I am from Beiwei below, and this is the first time I came to Tianyu to play, but I don't want to encounter a rainy day, blocking the journey."

"I see." The woman bowed slightly. Just as the woman's words fell, there was the sound of horses' hooves and axles turning in the distance, and after a while, a carriage stopped in front of them, and a woman dressed as a maidservant hurriedly stepped forward, observed carefully, and found that the woman was not wet, so she put her mind at ease and said: "Miss, go home quickly." ”

The woman nodded and whispered a few words to the maid beside her, and the maid obediently stepped aside and waited.

The woman moved the lotus step lightly, turned to look at Tuoba Wenyuan and said, "The little girl and the others have arrived, so I will lend this umbrella to the son to shelter from the rain." After handing the oil-paper umbrella in her hand to Tuoba Wenyuan, the woman walked in the direction of the carriage. Another paragraph stopped and looked back at Tuoba Wenyuan.

The most important thing is that the smile at that moment is enough to touch his soul.

Tuoba Wenyuan watched the woman walk into the carriage before coming back to his senses, "Girl, how can I see you again." ”

The woman lifted the curtain and smiled at him, and Tuoba Wenyuan realized the mistake in his words, and quickly changed his words: "I mean, how am I going to return the umbrella to the girl." ”

"We will meet by fate." After the woman finished speaking, she hurriedly lowered the curtain and told the coachman to drive forward.

Tuoba Wenyuan looked at the carriage that disappeared at the entrance of the alley, and it was difficult to hide the smile on his handsome face.

"Nine songs." As soon as he gave the order, a young man appeared, "Go and find out who the talented woman is." ”

The young man took the order to retreat, Tuoba Wenyuan looked at the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and was in a good mood, and opened the umbrella and walked in the other direction.

When Lin Zixia returned to the house that night, he went to Lin Zijin and asked her for help. After listening to Lin Zixia's words, Zijin couldn't help but start to look up to this unknown sister in the house.

Zijin didn't say much, but just told her an allusion about Lady Li, the favorite concubine of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

Mrs. Li was not born well, but she was loved by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty because of her beauty that captivated the country and the city. After only a few years in the palace, Mrs. Li fell ill and soon became terminally ill until she was bedridden. Emperor Wu went to see her, and when Mrs. Li saw Emperor Wu coming, she hurriedly covered her face and said to Emperor Wu of Han: "The concubine has been sick for a long time, her appearance has been ruined, and she cannot see Your Majesty again. When Emperor Wu of Han heard this, not only did he not dislike her, but patiently persuaded Mrs. Li, "Madame is critically ill and can be cured by non-medicine, why don't you let me see you again?" Mrs. Li refused, "The woman's appearance is not groomed, she doesn't see her father, and the concubine really doesn't dare to meet His Majesty." Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty said, "Madame, you may wish to see me, I will give you a thousand gold, and worship your brother as an official." Mrs. Li said: "If you don't seal it in the emperor, you won't see it at the first time." Emperor Wu said that he must see her, and insisted on lifting the quilt with his hand, Mrs. Li turned inward, covering her tears, and let Emperor Wu call again and again, Mrs. Li just sobbed alone. Emperor Wu of Han was displeased, and left in a rage.

At this time, Mrs. Li's sister also entered the palace to inquire about the illness, and they were all surprised to see this situation. After Emperor Wu of Han left, they reproached Mrs. Li, "If you want to entrust your brother, it is very easy to meet Your Majesty, why bother to disobey this?" Mrs. Li sighed and said, "You don't know, the reason why I didn't see the emperor is precisely to trust my brother." I was born from a humble background, and the reason why he is attached to me is only because of my usual appearance. Whoever uses color to do things, love relaxation when color declines, and love relaxation is gracious. Today I am sick and dying, and if he sees that my color is very different from before, he will be disgusted, but he will not be able to abandon me, how can he take care of my brother after I die? ”

Mrs. Lee died a few days later. The outcome of the matter was not what Mrs. Li expected. Lady Li's refusal to see Emperor Wu not only angered him, but aroused his infinite nostalgia.

People will always unconsciously ignore what is at their fingertips and do not know how to cherish it. And when that thing makes him toss and turn and can't ask for it, he will go to great lengths to get it. When you get it, you will cherish it because it is hard-won, and you will cherish it as a treasure.

Ordinary people are still like this, let alone the emperor of the harem with three thousand fandel.