It is the peak of spring, the spring flowers in the capital are blooming, the southern suburbs outside the city, on the shore of Cuilong Lake, the peach blossoms of ten miles are endless, and many people go out to enjoy the flowers together. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The black lacquered corner door of a three-entry courtyard in Shunyi Square in Nancheng "squeaked" open, and a carriage kicked and kicked out of the courtyard gate, passed through the bluestone alley, and headed towards the direction of the street. Who knows, when he walked to the corner of an alley, a touch of surprise suddenly flashed in the handlebar eyes of the car, pulled the reins, stopped the horse at the same time, and threw the horsewhip in his hand to the roof of the carriage very quickly, but he was pulled tightly by a force and hit the carriage with his body, he quickly let go, a little wheel on his toes, just fell to the ground, and his neck only felt a cold, and he was held against a long sword that had not yet been unsheathed, and in an instant, his forehead was soaked with cold sweat. So fast, so fast.

But in an instant, everything was over, the carriage stopped, and outside the carriage, it was so quiet that it could be heard that a pin was falling, and the people in the carriage still sensed that something was wrong.

The curtain of the original drooping purple and gold embroidered grape pattern was lifted, "What's wrong?" The maid's face was a little impatient, but at the moment when she saw the situation outside the house, the little maid's face instantly turned white, and she stood in place.

Holding a sword against the handlebar-style neck was a baby-faced young man, with a pair of eyes that were spinning, very bright. Seeing that the two ladies in the carriage did not scream, but the young woman's face changed color in an instant, as if to please him, he smiled, and pulled the long sword out of its sheath as if it were playful, and the silver body of the sword reflected the white face of the handlebar, but he seemed to be unconscious, and with a flexible turn of his wrist, he pulled a beautiful sword flower. The sword body buzzed, but the tip of the sword pointed directly at the two people in the carriage, the two women were so frightened that they involuntarily shrank into the carriage, and he realized that he was scared of others, and withdrew the long sword. "Sorry, sorry, scared you two!"

"Hmph." On the roof of the car, someone snorted coldly, there was no weapon in his hand, just his hands were wrapped around his chest, and a cold-faced man in a dark tights was looking down on someone condescendingly, with a hint of impatience in his cold eyes, this guy, is there an end?

"Getting to the point." The woman leaning on the wall next to her with a sword was dressed in green clothes, but her face was expressionless like the man on the roof, only a little warmer, but also expressionless and indifferent.

Being stared at fiercely by two pairs of eyes and four eyes, he could only regret ...... Don't play anymore. Coughing lightly twice, he cleared his throat and tried his best to straighten his face, but the amiable and smiling baby face was still a gimmick, of course, those present, except for him, did not laugh, the three were scared, two of them, they didn't want to be fools, only him, he was happy with himself, smiling, "My master has invited you to pick Zhizhai." ”

"Who are you? Your master? Who is your master? What do you want to see me? The young woman in the carriage seemed to have finally found her voice, and asked in a voice of fear, the sharpness of which betrayed the uneasiness in her heart. The alley was so quiet that she could hear the echo of her own words, and she could hear the throbbing of her chest, and then, after a series of questions and no one answered her, she finally found in despair that no matter who their owner was, this time, she would not be able to help herself want to go, or not go.

Caizhizhai is a time-honored teahouse in Nancheng. The antique two-story wooden building has some of the simplicity and vicissitudes of life after many years, but those tea customers who love tea all like this kind of charm the most, even if they don't understand, the vassal and elegant must pretend to understand, so the business has always been good.

Perhaps because of today's fine weather, the gentle breeze, there are more people who go out of the city to enjoy the flowers, all the way from the downstairs of Caizhizhai to the upstairs, but there are a few individual guests sitting sporadically downstairs, and the storyteller is talking about the jokes that have been said thousands of times, and there is no lively and extraordinary scene in the past.

Boiling Xue really admired herself, she was escorted here by a few people who were like a leisurely stroll, seeing their unknown owner, life and death were still unknown, and she actually had the heart to see that Caizhizhai's business was not good.

The second floor of Caizhizhai is a private room, one side faces the street, and the other side can open the window to overlook the sparkling waves of Cuilong Lake. Before boiling the snow, I came to this teahouse twice with Master Lan, each time I went to the second floor of the private room, and each time I was in a very comfortable mood, but this time, I found that the corridor between the two sides of the private room was a little cramped, which made people a little breathless, and this corridor, people walked up, and the footsteps would be so loud, one by one, as if knocking on the heart, and then, gradually merging with the heartbeat, knocking loudly and rapidly.

Finally, they stopped in front of a side room called "Se Chen" at the end of the corridor, and the indifferent woman in Tsing Yi stepped forward and gently knocked on the door, two short and one long, and now the boiling snow heard that it was a deliberately agreed code, and sure enough, the people in the private room did not ask, and opened the door. There was a plain blue-clothed maid standing in the door, and a pair of clear eyes glanced at her, and then she passed her without curiosity or inquiry, and nodded at the green-clothed woman by the door.

Boiling Xue suddenly understood that it was a woman who invited her. Woman? Who will it be? In an instant, her thoughts were surging, and before she could sort out her thoughts, she was gently pushed on her back, and she stumbled defenselessly, and had already stepped into the threshold, and the door squeaked behind her, and the woman and the two men who had taken her did not come in, but stood outside the door.

Boiling Xue raised her eyes in a panic, but saw the maid stretching out her hand at her and said, "Please come here." ”

At present, a screen, painted spring flowers on the marble base, is very suitable for the scene, but the boiling snow has lost the interest of appreciating it again. Bypassing the screen, the eyes suddenly brightened, the window was half open, and there was a pool of clear water in front of you, ten miles of peach blossoms, green willows, green around the powder, the powder reflected the cui, beautiful.

But she couldn't see the boiled snow, her eyes were only stared at the side face of the person who was kneeling elegantly on the low couch by the window, a white dress embroidered all over the peach blossoms, a green silk half drooping, only a light bun, with a pink and white hairband knot, the wind blew in from the window, with the fragrance of flowers, picking up her hair and hairband and flying gently. She is slender with her hands, is picking up a small purple sand teapot to pour tea, the wide silky soft sleeves gently slide open, revealing a snow-white wrist and a string of blood-red coral beads on the wrist, tea poured down from the slender spout, white smoke rises, fluttering on her half-drooping eyelashes, between the lines, like a painting, like a fairy, boiling snow to see, but I am afraid.

It's her? It's her! It's her!

The tea had been brewed, and the man pushed the tea bowl to the empty seat opposite, and did not turn his head to look at her, and Ling Ling sounded with a smile, "Since you are here, why don't you have a drink with me?" ”