Feng Lin walked over with a plate of freshly made white sugar cakes, leaning on the railing on the balcony and looking down, her expression was leisurely and gentle, and her narrow-sleeved and high-waisted skirt could not hide her noble temperament. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A month ago, the ground in the north was shaking, and the momentum was so great that even the people of the imperial capital felt it. The four sisters could do nothing but wait helplessly.

Jun Changning's mood was very bad, and he was particularly irritable. Feng Lin asked her to weed the crops in the field, and specially instructed her not to use spells, and she leisurely drank tea and ate snacks next to her, plus watched the excitement.

Carefully comparing the difference between wheat seedlings and weeds, and then pulling up the green seedlings that were suspected of being weeds and throwing them away, Jun Changning looked focused and meticulous in his movements, and the power of the autumn tiger made her forehead shine with a fine layer of sweat, which was crystal and slid down her cheeks and chin.

She has always been cold, except for the fighting method, the skin of cultivators is always as white as jade, rarely so white and red, the beads of sweat glide through the trajectory of delicate porcelain skin, and the corners of the pale red lips are tightly pursed, inexplicably revealing a little fragrant, Feng Lin's eyes condensed slightly, and she uncomfortably opened her face and pinched a piece of dim sum and put it in her mouth, and she didn't know the taste of food.

There was a sound of footsteps next to him, and Feng Lin raised his eyes.

Su Ming came over listlessly, lying on the table like a boneless, his eyes were blank and his face was haggard. Compared with five years ago, she has matured a lot, her face is more beautiful, her temperament is more and more weak, and her whole person exudes a dazzling and brilliant light, not as beautiful as Feng Lin, Su Ming's beauty is a pure woman's, and it is easy to stimulate men's desire to protect.

Even if it looks raunchy like this, it has a different and touching taste.

"What's wrong?" Feng Lin pushed the dim sum plate towards her and asked with a smile.

Su Ming lazily pinched a piece of dim sum and sighed irritably: "I went out this morning, and I actually met, met, and his wife 、、、、、、" When she said the last three words, her voice unconsciously lowered, and her face was dyed with a bit of astringency and gloom.

Cui Jinyu's wife?

Feng Lin raised her eyebrows and said calmly, "Then what?" ”

"I didn't know who she was at the time, I just thought that this woman looked at me very strangely, and when she walked over, I asked my friends who were enjoying the maple together, and I found out that she was, his wife." Su Ming felt that the woman's eyes looking at her were very uncomfortable, like a noble person looking at the humble maid at her feet, full of unpleasant arrogance and self-restraint.

Feng Lin poured her a cup of tea, her eyes stayed on Jun Changning, who was weeding in the field, half funny and half helplessly comforting her: "Her husband likes you, she naturally looks at you unpleasantly, presumably she also knows something about our identity, since there is no way to hit you physically, I can only kill you with my eyes, hehe、、、、、、" The last sentence was learned from Jun Changning, a very interesting statement!

The meaning of these words reducing people to the dirt was very effective in comforting Su Ming's self-esteem that was stabbed by the other party, she sat up straight all of a sudden, swept away her dejectedness, and said with her eyebrows: "That is, I should understand her bitterness and pain that she can't repay if she has revenge, and I will definitely give her a smile next time we meet!" ”

Feng Lin couldn't help but laugh when she looked at her, and after thinking about it, she still didn't hit her, the mind and bearing of the women of the family made them have the calmness to face all powerful forces in many cases, this noble quality, by no means relying on brute force, will make many people seem shallow and ignorant, for example, Su Ming.

Zhuge Qing, who came to drink water during the interval of sword practice, rolled his eyes unceremoniously when he heard this. She looked at Jun Changning in the field, her awe of Feng Lin deepened, wiped the sweat on her head, took a big sip of the teacup, and spread it on the chair to rest.

They were chatting on the balcony, Jun Changning squatted in the field against the sun to weed, carefully and carefully picked out the green seedlings that looked different.

Sweating like rain, Jun Changning suddenly remembered that she had never done farm work in her previous life, and the neighborhood friends who grew up together seemed to be the only one who was pampered, no matter how mentally but physically, she really didn't suffer anything, and this belated discovery made her not know how to react for a while.

Sweat slid down her face from her sideburns, and the slightest itch made her can't help but raise her sleeves and wipe her face, lowering her eyelashes to cover her reddish eyes, Jun Changning thought that she should learn to cherish it, and look at the world with her heart and mind.

Hearing the coquettish laughter of the senior sisters on the balcony on the second floor, she couldn't help but hook the corners of her lips, lowered her head and continued to pull weeds.

When Gu Luan plucked up the courage to come over again, although Jun Changning still saw that his nose was not a nose and his eyes were not eyes, he finally didn't beat him as she said before.

He was overjoyed, ordered a pot of tea, sat in the corner, and looked at Jun Changning and smirked.

Feng Lin was very kind to him, gave him two snacks, and nodded at him with a smile and encouragement.

The dim sum in the teahouse is very popular, and the old customers will ask to pack a copy when they leave, and the thin wooden food box is polished and carved very beautifully by Jun Changning, with three big characters on it: afternoon tea.

The four of them agreed that Jun Changning could write the best, and this task fell on her.

Thin sawdust sometimes splashed on her eyelashes, blinked, fell, and brushed her cheeks, bringing a trace of itching, Jun Changning's carving knife smoothly cut off the corners of the last piece of pattern, bowed her head to blow the thin plank, she looked at her work, and smiled.

The lonely man in the corner looked at her, his eyes a little stunned.

"The day after tomorrow is the most beautiful time for the flowers in Chaoyang Mountain, let's go and see it together!" Gu Luan looked at Jun Changning and said a little nervously.

Feng Lin put two packets of dim sum in the box, and when she heard this, she turned her head to take a look.

The guests in the teahouse smiled knowingly, with the blandness and kindness of the onlookers, and were a little curious about the quiet girl's answer.

The atmosphere of the people is very open, and as long as the unmarried young lady and son do not get out of the child, they swim together, and it is not a big deal to see the right eye and be romantic for a night. Even after marriage, it is normal for husband and wife to play their own games, or the same sentence, as long as you don't get children to confuse the blood, most of the maintenance between clan interests depends on marriage, and it will pass with one eye and one eye closed.

Of course, these are also divided. At least Jun Changning is not like this, her way of thinking is still stumbling on the ancients' attention to reputation, if it ruins innocence, it will not be a gentleman who will not marry, not to mention, Aunt Aoki's teachings on Zen Peak before still uphold the customs of a thousand years ago, conservative and solemn.

For Gu Luan's invitation, she didn't think about it at all.

Jun Changning raised his head and said seriously: "Far away?" ”

"Not far." Gu Luan met her eyes, stunned, and smiled with relief. That's it, that's it!

Jun Changning tilted his head and thought about it, then turned his head and asked again, "Eldest sister, are you going?" The second sister is definitely willing to go, what about Xiaoqing? ”

Feng Lin shook his head and smiled: "Go!" "Why not?

On the day of late autumn, when Shen Shi was at a moment, the afternoon tea house had been lit with pine wax, the air exuded a light fragrance of pine resin, and the girl with a beautiful appearance was doing her own thing, the atmosphere was tranquil and soothing, and the guests who sat here to drink tea did not consciously relax.

The lonely luan in the corner sat there with his teacup in his arms, his eyebrows lowered, and he was surrounded by the sadness that had been covered up by cynicism.

He raised his eyes, although his delicate eyebrows were not amazing, they had a harmony, but they were too far away from the girl he was looking at, not to mention, they were not from the same world!

When the tulip flowers are in full bloom on Chaoyang Mountain, the snow is white and pure, looking from a distance, as if the snow in winter covers this mountain, in a trance, people dare not set foot in it.

The sky was drizzling, and there weren't many people who came to play, but it wasn't for nothing. Jun Changning swept the shallow footprints on the path under his feet, held up the plain white oil-paper umbrella and walked up the mountain.

Feng Lin and Su Ming pulled Zhuge Qing to get off the carriage at the previous intersection, Jun Changning was pulled by Gu Luan and had to go up the mountain from the next intersection, although he was a little strange in his heart, but he had nothing to do.

She wore a red wide-sleeved curved skirt, and an unknown pattern embroidered with inky black silk threads coiled into a gorgeous tail feather at the placket, rendering her increasingly clear temperament more and more clear, and intertwining with the clean and indifferent eyebrows and eyes into a vague softness.

Gu Luan was no longer as lively and active as he was when he first met, he followed behind Jun Changning, and his dark green robe made his slightly thin body look mature.

He looked at Jun Changning's back, stepping on her footprints and walking forward, the drizzle wet his sideburns, he held the umbrella in his arms, and sighed thoughtfully and self-deprecatingly.

He has always felt warm, in fact, it is the child he imagined!

Jun Changning didn't know anything about the thoughts of the people behind her, even if she knew, she wouldn't take it to heart. At this moment, her heart was full of this delicate, white, almost bewitching sea of flowers.