As the horses drove out of the city gate, the rain became lighter, and the horizon gradually widened. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Xue Zhao looked at the fields outside the city, and his mood was slightly better. Soon arrived at the village surrounded by mulberry forests, Min Po got out of the car with the help of Xuezhao. When Uncle Ling saw Xue Zhao return safely, he was grateful to Lin Xiuyuan, and repeatedly thanked Liu Zhi and Jingran.

Jing Ran looked at Xue Zhao, his face was unbearable, and he said, "Miss Yu, our young owner... But he couldn't think of what to say, and when he was scratching his ears and cheeks, Liu Zhi reminded, "Rough goods!" What did the young owner ask you to give Miss Yu? How did you forget? ”

Jing Ran patted his head and said, "Yes, yes! Before leaving, the young owner had something to ask us to hand it over to Miss Yu in person! Almost missed a big deal! As he spoke, he took out a brocade box with a black dark gold pattern from inside his coat and handed it to Xue Zhao with both hands.

Xue Zhao took the brocade box with some confusion and opened it gently, Liu Zhi and Jing Ran came forward to watch it curiously, only to see that there was a bunch of purple-red peppercorns inside, which looked extremely cute, and they were all together, forming a full string. Jing Ran smiled first, "The young owner found a bunch of peppercorns from the lobby and gave it to Miss Yu, didn't he let Miss Yu dry it and cook it for food?" Liu Zhi scolded, "What do you know about a rough?" He turned his head to look at Xue Zhao again and asked, "Does Miss Yu know what the young owner means?" ”

Xue Zhao didn't smile, she said softly, "The fir of the east gate, the lifelike of Wanqiu." The son of Zizhong, under him. The grain is gone, and the more it is strided. Seeing it like a wattle, I hold the pepper. ”

Sichuan pepper is a token of love between men and women in ancient times, and it also has the meaning of many sons and many blessings. It's just that she remembered what the girl in the blue dress said and her look, and her heart hurt like a knife, and what did he want to express when he gave her peppercorns at this time?

The pain in her heart suffocated her, Xue Zhao had to stop her thoughts, looked up and said to Liu Zhi, "Please go back and tell Brother Lin, he means Xue Zhao understands, I hope he will cherish it more in the future." ”

Liu Zhi sighed and said, "Miss Yu, we follow the young owner every day, and we can guess eight or nine points of his thoughts, not to mention it." Shao Dongjia looked colder than ice, but in fact, he was in his heart... Alas! He didn't continue, but bowed goodbye, "Miss Yu, please take care!" ”

Xue Zhao held the brocade box tightly in her hand, as if it was the only thing she could grasp. She is kind and grateful to Liu Zhihe Jingran. Every time she was in trouble, when Lin Xiuyuan came to her, there were always two of them by her side, and only they knew his mind best. It's just that at this moment, Xuezhao's heart is like a withered jasmine, the tears are gone, and the Jinpa has not dried. She thanked them both, and watched them go away.

After they walked away, Xue Zhao caressed the lovely bunch of peppercorns, and a smile accompanied by two lines of tears slid across the corners of her mouth.

Cang Shizhu knew that Xue Zhao was back, and immediately came to visit. He saw that the snow was shining and the wind and cold had not healed, so he boiled ginger soup from home and brought it over. Xue Zhao didn't like the taste of ginger, so Cang Shizhu persuaded her, "Ginger dissipates cold, warms the stomach and relieves vomiting." Miss Xuezhao drank a bowl, and her body was much lighter. Xue Zhao saw that he was persistent, so he had to drink the ginger soup as he said.

As if he knew her thoughts, Cang Shizhu never mentioned what had happened in the past few days, but tried his best to laugh with her, or study the "Cai's Five Alleys" with her.

The days passed leisurely, Cang Shizhu saw that Xue Zhao's face was floating with a cloud of sorrow all day long, no matter what he did, he had a look of sorrow, and he was anxious, although he didn't know what happened to her and Lin Xiuyuan, but he was worried that it was related to him all the time, but it was inconvenient to ask in detail.

On this day, Cang Shizhu came to send some fresh lychees to Xuezhao again, and Min Po smiled beside her, "Canggongzi always thinks about our young lady when he has fresh melons and fruits, and he really has a heart." It's just that this lychee should not be eaten too much, and it will be too much for fever. ”

Cang Shizhu said, "Okay." Yesterday, I put the lychee in a container and sank it in a well, so that it will not catch fire when I eat it overnight, and it can dissolve dry air and replenish yin. Miss Xuezhao can eat it with confidence. Min Po listened to it and touched it with her hand, and sure enough, she felt that her tentacles were cold, and said with confidence, "It's really cold." Cang Gongzi is so careful, the old woman and the young lady thanked him. ”

Cang Shizhu handed the lychee to Min Po, walked to Xue Zhao's bookcase, and looked down at Xue Zhao writing. He saw that Xuezhao's font flying pen was white, dry and suitable, it was from Cai Yong's Feibai book in the Han Dynasty, and he couldn't help but praise, "Xuezhao girl's flying white book is smart and elegant, with a unique charm." ”

Xue Zhao listened to her praise, put down the pen, showed him the picture he had just written, and asked, "Do you still like this poem by Canggongzi when you see Xue Zhaolin?" ”

Cang Shizhu looked down at the poem she copied, which turned out to be Yuan Zhen's "Leaving Thoughts":

Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud.

Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the edge of the cultivation and half of the king.

Cang Shizhu's gaze gradually dimmed. He is familiar with poetry and books, and naturally understands the meaning of Xuezhao's poems, but he has a deep affection for Xuezhao, how can he say that he can let go of it? His heart felt as if he had been hollowed out, and in such a hot weather, he felt a cold pain in his chest and back. He raised his head and looked at the snow, still with a smile on his pale face, and said, "The ancients said that love does not know what to do, and it goes deep. Shizhu has nothing else to ask for, he only hopes to be able to accompany the girl Xuezhao every day, or he can relieve the girl's sorrow a little, and he will be content. ”

Xue Zhao's eyes lowered when she heard this, and her expression was quiet. She sighed, "I have no heart or tears, why is it so painful." ”