In the direction of her right, a line of boats slowly approached, but she didn't notice it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The boat was different from other boats on the Qinhuai River, except for the dim lights in the boat, the bow of the boat did not hang red lanterns high, and no music came out.

Two zhang, one zhang, the two boats are getting closer and closer.

The music in the cabin only came to an abrupt halt, and Yurong exclaimed.

She turned her head suddenly, and saw Yang Cun leaning over in the cabin, Yurong supporting her right, accompanied by the sound of retching, obviously Yang Cun was drunk and vomited.

She frowned slightly, and had to say that Yang Cun's alcohol consumption was really bad.

The geisha playing the pipa in front of her put the pipa aside and was about to step forward.

She snorted, propped her forehead and said, "Yurong, help Brother Yang elsewhere." ”

Yu Rong responded, picked up Yang Cun, who was half drunk and half awake at the moment, and struggled to help Yang Cun aside.

And the geisha was obviously frightened by her, and stood aside with her head down, not daring to make any other moves.

She glanced faintly at the geisha, who flinched even more.

"Yan ......" Yang Cun was drunk, and the ghost in front of him became more familiar.

She only thought Yang Cun was talking nonsense, but she didn't know that a voice came from behind her, "Brother Yang." ”

She suddenly looked back, but saw that the person behind her was magnificent, a black embroidered gold-patterned robe almost blended with the night, the dim light reflected on her face, and the somewhat resolute face became soft at the moment, and the eyes were smiling with stars, as if the joy of reunion after a long absence.

Someone with such a look is looking at her intently at the moment.

She came back to her senses from the initial surprise, her expression returned to flatness, and she said casually, "It's Ji Langjun." ”

The person in front of her was Ji Yun, Ji Yun who disappeared when she moved to Ji Yun's courtyard in the east city of Changle Mansion.

Yang Cun, who was just half-asleep and half-awake, suddenly woke up, stood up slowly, walked to Su Fu's side with the strength of Yurong, and looked at the person in front of him as if in disbelief, until the sharp eyes swept over, he was stunned and recognized that it was that person.

"You ......"

Although he was drunk, he still vaguely remembered that his words were interrupted.

The corners of Ji Yun's mouth hooked, and a smile lingered at the corners of his mouth, but with some unknown meaning, "What?" Brother Yang is drunk, so he doesn't remember me? I'm Ji Yun. ”

Yang Cun coughed dryly, his face was slightly red, but his tongue was a little knotted when he opened his mouth, "Ji, Brother Ji." ”

Ji Yun nodded slightly, in response, and then looked at Su Fu, "You guys are having fun again, I'm sorry to bother." ”

said that he was sorry, but he took it for granted on his face, and he didn't apologize at all.

For Ji Yun, Su Fu has already understood, when he speaks, it is like blowing the wind, but he can also choke on you speechless.

She simply didn't stick to this matter anymore, the smell of wine in the cabin was mixed with the filth of Fang Cai, and the smell was even worse, she said slowly, "I don't know how Ji Langjun came here." ”

As he spoke, he stepped out of the cabin.

She stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the river, a boat was very close to them, but gradually getting farther away, on the bow stood a beautiful woman in green clothes, a pair of sheared eyes looked at this side stupidly, saw her look over, the beauty immediately entered the cabin.

There was a sound of footsteps behind her, and in a moment, a glimmer of light from the corner of her eyes saw a wisp of robe blown by the wind, and then she asked with a hint of inquiry, "It's Yaohuan!" ”

She asked about the beauties who had just been obsessed with this place.

Ji Yun didn't deny it, and answered yes.

I'm afraid that it was just now, when she was standing at the bow of the boat, she was seen by Ji Yun, so she ordered someone to row over.

"Ji Langjun is romantic, he left from Fujian, and even brought the geisha he fancied." She exclaimed.

"She is originally from the Southern Tang Dynasty, and I am just helping her return to China." Ji Yun responded lightly, no joy or sorrow, he was blown lightly by the wind, and he couldn't hear his original emotions.

She nodded, no more.

Thinking of Yang Cun's expression when he looked at Ji Yun, they were familiar with each other, since they were familiar with each other, Ji Yun might also be from the Southern Tang Dynasty.

It's just that Ji Yun's identity is uncertain, she has been in Jiangning Mansion for many days, and she has never heard anything about Ji's surname, let alone other news about Ji Yun.

There were only two of them in the bow, and Ji Yun stood side by side with her, looking at the sparkling water on the Huai River and the lights were lit.

"I have something to leave for a while, and when I came to Changle Mansion, the courtyard had been empty for a long time, and I didn't know that you had come to Nantang." Ji Yun sighed faintly, but he didn't know where this sad but not sad meaning came from.

Su Fu paused, they just met in Pingshui, and they happened to meet him a few times, if you talk about friendship, there is none.

She frowned slightly, puzzled, and turned back again, "If Ji Langjun has something, it is better to say it directly, I will go back." ”

After saying that, he turned around, but Ji Yun grabbed her sleeve and forced her to stop.

She turned around, her expression was slightly cold, she pulled her sleeves away from Ji Yun's hands, put her hands behind her back, and looked at Ji Yun with her head high, "Please speak." ”

Ji Yun stared at her pale little face, and suddenly chuckled, with a hint of teasing, "You like him?" ”

He in Ji Yun's mouth must be Yang Cun in the cabin, if a woman is boating with a man in the night, if it is not forced, the woman will always have a good impression of the man.

"We're just talking business." She glared at Ji Yun, flicked her sleeves and left.

Ji Yun was still thinking about the look on her face just now, except for annoyance, there was no trace of shyness, so good.

He followed her into the cabin.

The cabin was much more drunk than before, and the filth on the ship had been cleaned, which was better.

Yang Cun passed through that vomit, was blown by the cold wind, was frightened by others, although his mind was a little painful, but the wine was finally a lot lighter, looking at the two people who accompanied him, his heart couldn't help but feel astringent.

It was only a moment, Yang Cun had a smile on his face, and hurriedly stepped forward, subconsciously standing beside Su Fu, "You two know each other?" ”

Without waiting for Ji Yun to speak, Su Fu immediately answered, "It's just that there have been a few faces." ”

After listening to her words, Yang Cun's smile became more sincere, and then he looked at Ji Yun, "Since Brother Ji is here, do you want to listen to Xiaoqu together?" ”

Having said that, Yang Cun's voice was a little cautious.

"Yes." Ji Yun nodded.

Su Fu looked at Ji Yun, who was answering fluently, inexplicably a little upset, and said coldly, "It's getting late, I'm going back." ”

"I'll send you." The two of them said the same thing.

"I'll go back myself." After that, she didn't look at the two of them, and asked Yurong to find a ferryman to dock the boat.

Because of the incident, Yang Cun was a little embarrassed, firstly, because he was drunk in front of her, and secondly, because there was one more person between the two now.

That's fine.

But as soon as he set his eyes on Su Fu, the person's gaze followed, although it was unintentional, but his sense of oppression became more and more obvious.

With a cup of tea, the boat on the Qinhuai River docked, and several of them got off the boat and walked onto the solid land, Yang Cuncai said boldly, "Brother Su, I'll send you, the carriage you rode with me when you came, now that night is coming, it's not easy to go." (To be continued.) )