Cen Kexuan ate and drank enough, and after freshening up, he planned to go to bed early, but his tiredness was inexplicably swept away, and he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info She sat up, thinking to herself that falling asleep so early would cause insomnia in the middle of the night, so she might as well do something else. The house is so exquisite, why not wander around?

When she came out of the yard, she happened to bump into a passing girl, and said, "Where does your second son live?" The girl stopped and whispered, "The second son's room is not far from here, walk to the left along this small courtyard, pass through a gazebo, and turn a corner." Cen Kexuan felt a little happy in her heart, she never thought that they would live so close, wouldn't it be very easy to see him in the future?

My heart moved, and I suddenly wanted to go over and take a look. I don't know if he's in the hall now on business, or if he's back to his room to rest. She tidied up her clothes, went to the side room to call Doulan, and when she entered the house, she found that she had fallen asleep, her breathing was slow, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she seemed to sleep soundly. Thinking that Dou Lan has taken care of her daily life with all her heart these days, she must have been a little tired, and she couldn't bear to disturb her for a while, so she went out of the house alone.

The whole house is quite quiet, she once heard Ding Fangnan, who came with Bai Moyin, say that the second son is indifferent by nature, likes to be quiet, and prefers fresh and elegant things, but today, it seems that this is really the case. On the way, I happened to bump into a little girl who was coming with a plate, and when I saw Cen Kexuan, I saluted in a proper manner. Cen Kexuan asked casually: "Is the residence of Bai Gongzi ahead?" The little girl hesitated for a moment, and replied cautiously: "The girl is asking the second son?" ”

Second son? Cen Kexuan was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"Take a few steps forward here, turn left and you'll be the second son's room."

Cen Kexuan looked forward, probably knowing how to go, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go with your business." The little girl saluted again, bowed her head respectfully, and departed. Cen Kexuan unconsciously turned his head to look at the back of the little girl's departure, and was feeling that her rules were well-behaved, but the little girl had just walked to the gate of the courtyard, and was surrounded by a few excited girls who suddenly appeared, and before she could speak, she was dragged into the secret place behind the wall, and the sound of sparse talking and laughter came from a distance.

It seems that the girls in Biliuyuan are also the same as Ziyun Palace, they like to secretly chew their tongues behind their backs when the owner is not paying attention. It's just that the girls of Ziyun Palace don't dare to discuss the palace master, and usually just talk about Lu Sang's merry boy who likes to flirt with girls, or try to guess Shulan's mysterious past. Of course, Cen Kexuan is also interested in these two things, I don't know what the girls in Biliuyuan will say? Cen Kexuan was curious, slowed down and walked back, quietly leaned over, and pricked up his ears to eavesdrop through the carved holes in the wall.

The little girls' voices were particularly crisp, like chirping in the chirps of chickadees, and they shouted, "Let's hear it." There was another little girl who combed two braids, blinked her eyes, and said with a red face: "Yes, Xiaoyun, tell me quickly, can you see the second son?" The two people who asked this question were newcomers who had just come in, and they had heard many stories about the owners of the house, but they had never seen the main owner, especially the most famous second son.

Xiaoyun was the little girl who had just been stopped by Cen Kexuan, she looked quiet and well-behaved, she blushed and whispered: "I just went to deliver some tea today, and it's ...... I haven't seen the second son yet. This was said tactfully, naturally not convincing the public, the little red-faced girl at the beginning blurted out: "Liar." Just now, I obviously heard Steward Ye say that the son went to the room, didn't you just come from there? ”

The girl known as Xiaoyun doesn't seem to be as outgoing as other girls, and she said timidly: "I lowered my head and didn't dare to look." And ......" At this point, she stopped. Others hurriedly asked, "And what?" Xiao Yun looked embarrassed, hesitated for a long time, and then said: "I just saw the Cen girl from Ziyun Palace, she asked me where the second son lived, I think I went to find the second son, I'm afraid-"

The little red-faced girl interjected anxiously, "Ah, that young lady from the Purple Cloud Palace?" I heard that she is going to marry the eldest prince in the future. This was a well-known thing, but when she said it so bluntly, someone immediately corrected her: "It's time to call the owner." Xiao Hongyan snorted lightly and whispered: "That's not necessarily, haven't you heard, there are many people who are not convinced now, a few days ago, the True Martial Altar dealt with a few people for this matter-"

"Xiaofu, don't talk nonsense!" Xiaoyun tugged at her sleeve and quickly stopped her. The little girls chew the root of their tongues on weekdays, but the matter is serious, Bai Yufeng's succession to the owner of the village and the plot of assassination in the real martial arts arena are extremely sensitive topics, not to mention the little girl, even if there are people with some status in Yujing Villa, when it comes to these, if you let someone with a heart listen to it, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Although Xiaofu is young and innocent, she is not a stupid girl, she knows that she has lost her words, she stuck out her tongue mischievously, and immediately did not say more. The conversation of several people came to an abrupt end, but they turned to the things they handled on weekdays, such as which rouge in Luoyang City was easy to use, which cloth was cheap, and when there was a festival, all of which were the careful thoughts of some daughters' families.

Cen Kexuan suddenly lost interest, shook his head, and left.

After arriving at Biliu Garden, Cen Kexuan found that his identity and status were completely different from those in Ziyun Palace. When she was in Ziyun Palace, although she was the righteous sister of the palace master, she often mixed with the girls in the palace, although they all called her Miss and never let her get involved in rough work, but they did not taboo her. Therefore, when they left the Purple Cloud Palace, Li'er Cai'er and the others dared to laugh in front of her and discuss how handsome and good-looking the owners of Yujing Villa were.

But when she got outside, she became a distinguished guest from Ziyun Palace, the future owner of the village in the eyes of the little girl, with a mysterious and special identity. They were well-behaved and cautious in front of her, and they didn't dare to say more, which really made her feel lonely and depressed. It feels very strange to be respected and feared, in the final analysis, in front of the palace master and Bai Gongzi, she is just a little girl who needs to be taken care of.

Mrs. Rancher? What a terrible and unfamiliar word.

Bai Moyin's residence is hidden in a green willow, looking at a vast wave of smoke from a distance, it seems to be true and false, like a dream, Cen Kexuan came from the side, the first thing that catches his eye is this silky willow weeping branches, his heart seems to be washed away, and it is full of fresh and heroic air. She turned to the left, took a few steps, and saw the closed, dark vermilion door.

In broad daylight, with the door closed so tightly, is it possible to sleep? Cen Kexuan walked slowly to the door, stretched out his hand to knock on the door, but he was afraid of disturbing his rest, so hesitating, but the outstretched hand suddenly paused - there was a faint sound of speech in the room, like a gentle drizzle in early spring, soft and soft, entwined around, although not clear, but people could not ignore.

It was a woman's voice.

Her whole body was stiff, her hands were still knocking on the door, but her mind was already confused. Even if there were many speculations and fantasies before, it was not until this moment that she suddenly realized a problem: since Bai Yufeng had already had an abandoned marriage contract, and later proposed to herself in Ziyun Palace, how could Bai Moyin, who was almost the same age as him, be blank in terms of feelings?

In the past when they did not know each other, there were so many times and years, and he was famous all over the world at the age of sixteen. At that age, with such glory, even if he is as indifferent as dust today, has he ever had the delirium of youth like Bai Jingfeng in the past days? Ever had a madness for love?

She had no idea who he had met, who he had loved, and what unforgettable experiences he had.

She stood stunned for a long time, like a flat boat floating on the sea in her mind, muddy, floating and heavi, but still blank, dazed and overwhelmed. It wasn't until the sound of the girl talking in the distance that she realized that she had lost her mind, took two steps back, and hurried away as she had seen the man for the first time.