Autumn is a harvest season, and the withering after the harvest will make people fall into deep melancholy; In the forty-sixth year of Kangxi, the triennial draft was over, and Yichen heard Yunduo say that there was a new Shu Fujin in the draft mansion this time, whose name seems to be Su Yang, who is the Gege in Guo Ruoluo's mansion. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info smiled bitterly, it seems that the eighth child has worked hard, not only sent a fortune in Luowangfu, but even Yinzhen did not let go here;

And she has been forgotten here, in the Sibeile Mansion, the place he goes to the most is Ziyue, I really don't understand why he likes such a woman with a heart like a femme fatale;

The leaves on the grape trellis in the yard had already fallen, and Yi Chen sighed when he looked at the bare grape trellis; When will such days end, she has been tortured beyond these two deadly identities;

Yun Duo said that he could go back to his parents' house for a few ****, and the old thief Mingzhu would definitely ask about the matter of escorting the tribute silver this time, and he had to say hello to her in advance. Thinking of this, Yichen shouted softly, "Han'er, I'll go to the clouds and come back in a while." ”

"Hmm..."Since knowing Yichen's other identity, Qinghan has admired her very much, I didn't expect that the woman would be so capable, and it is also a blessing to be able to follow Gege's side, "Gege, the condition of those chickens has stabilized, when are you going to use them?" ”

Yichen packed up his clothes and walked out of the room, "After Qiuwei, this time the prince of Qiuwei has already asked me to attend by name, I didn't go last time, this time I have to go to everything, I still have some things to tell Yinxiang to do!" ”

"Gege, you really have the ability, you dare to call the prince's name like this!"

Looking at Qinghan's adoring eyes, Yichen thought of Xue Yi; At that time in Kunlun Mountain, Xue Yi also looked at her with such eyes, but she didn't expect to pick her up from the snow, not to save her, but the beginning of her painful life, "Hey, if you really have the ability, you won't be trapped here and can't get out." ”

Yichen jumped out of the courtyard wall and went to the courtyard of the clouds in all directions; Yun Duo was writing on the stone table in the courtyard, and walked lightly behind her, and found that she was writing Nalan Xingde's "Painting Hall Spring": a pair of people from generation to generation in a lifetime, fighting for two ecstasy, lovesick and not blind date, who is the spring for the sky! With a soft sigh, the clouds were startled.

"Irchen! When did you come over? Yun Duo put down the pen in his hand and took her hand and sat down next to the stone table.

"I just came over and read the "Painting Hall Spring" you wrote, and I was quite emotional!"

Yun Duo looked at the words on the paper, lowered his head and sighed silently, "Yichen, you said that I am not a bad woman, I am obviously married to the fourth master, why do I still think about him in my heart..."

I haven't seen the clouds for a while, as she grows older, her face becomes more and more delicate, her fair skin can be broken by blowing, there is a pair of eyes under the curved willow eyebrows, a vertical and small nose, and the round and full lips, I can't help but think of Li Qingzhao's "Huanxi Sand": the embroidered curtain hibiscus smiled, slanted the duck kissed the cheeks, and the eye waves were guessed. On the one hand, the style is deep and rhyme, the half-note is coquettish and hateful, and the moon moves and the shadow of the flower comes again. The clouds are beautiful, but they are tortured by this oppressive life and lack of aura, "Clouds, some things are better." (To be continued.) )