Wake up from a nap, the spring afternoon sun is particularly dim and lazy, and the warm sunlight shuttles through the breath of the slight gap, which is comfortable and long. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info The fragrance of apricot blossoms outside the window, floating with the wind, permeates the spring day, and fills the room in the deep courtyard.

The spring light is just right, the sun is warm, and the breeze is not dry, which is very suitable for going out to meet each other.

Puyu changed into a pale white dress, and the cuffs around her waist were embroidered with red silk threads with budding peach blossoms, elegant and fresh, and her eyes said with a smile: "Linglong, take two sets of painting tools and go out with me?" ”

Two sets of painting tools? Miss wants to compete with others? Linglong felt some sympathy for the man, the end of the competition was doomed before it began, and he would definitely lose.

On second thought, but it can make the young lady so interested, this person's painting skills should be good.

Linglong said with a happy face: "Miss, where are you going with your painting tools?" ”

Puyu smiled: "Peach Blossom Forest." Linglong took the painting tools and went with her.

The peach blossoms are scorching and brilliant, and countless strange points are flying.

Walking to the peach blossom forest, Puyu saw this beautiful scenery. The peach blossom branches are in full bloom, bright and moving, the breeze is everywhere, and the falling flowers are colorful.

A tree with the fragrance of peach blossoms overflows the garden, charming and colorful; The clusters of red flowers that are about to be dyed are picturesque. Visiting this fresh and elegant peach blossom source, my heart can't help but be disturbed by the fragrance and revel in it.

In the past, Yan Xi enjoyed his time quietly in the peach blossom forest of Qingzhai Temple; Today, I will compete with Song Jin on the bluestone table in the peach blossom forest, and I have a childhood wish.

She is really related to Peach Blossom. In vain, among the flowers in the world, she only prefers it.

When he came to the bluestone table, there was no one around, and it turned out that he hadn't come yet.

Could it be that she came too early, and he was still at the desk to correct the folds? Or is he still discussing with the ministers in the Yihe Palace, and he can't get out yet? After thinking about it for a while, the twilight gradually blurred, and it was late for him to arrive.

When the sun set, there was a chill in the forest, Linglong held the painting tools, stood beside her and whispered: "Miss, it's already so late, why don't we go back first." ”

A round of crescent moon rose in the eastern sky, the stars were sparse, flashing faintly, she looked at the scorching peach blossom and waited patiently, and said, "I'm waiting for a while." ”

Before leaving today, he specially asked her to help him bring his painting tools, and he should not forget that he had an appointment with her here.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of footsteps stepping on the grass behind him, and he came. His heart skipped a beat in an instant, and now that the twilight had receded, and the night was falling, it was already impossible to compare, and he still kept his promise. When I turned around, I saw that it was He Mengyao who helped Ning Er and slowly approached.

The hope in her eyes flashed, He Mengyao unintentionally caught it, and said in a good mood: "Puyu, are you still waiting for the emperor?" ”

She was silent, her eyes faint.

He Mengyao recalled yesterday's events, and her heart suddenly became angry, and she said hatefully: "You can't wait for the emperor tonight." After a pause, he still felt puzzled, and said: "Puyu, it's in vain that you are so smart that you can't see through it." The queen's concubine, Chen Guifei, and Pei Guifei, are all bright and glamorous, but you have a graceful temperament and an ordinary appearance, which is exactly what the emperor lacks and arouses a momentary interest. If the emperor has a trace of affection for you, why would he leave the palace without sending someone to inform you? Leave you here silly and waiting. ”

It turned out that when he left the palace, she didn't have to wait any longer, it was pointless. She glanced at He Mengyao lightly and said softly, "What does it have to do with you?" "It's her business.

He Mengyao suffered a big loss yesterday, and according to her past temperament, she will not give up easily. She was tired today, so she had no intention of entanglement with her, and left with Linglong.

He Mengyao really hated her indifferent appearance, obviously she didn't care about anything, but she could easily have everything she worked hard for, it was like this in the past, and it is still like this now, the anger that subsided slightly burned even more vigorously, almost burning her heart and lungs, looking at Puyu's back, gritting her teeth and shouting: "Why does the late concubine with a mediocre family background favor the six palaces and continue to be favored?" With the color of the city? It's just because Concubine Wan is very similar to Lin Wanwan. The queen who has raised eyebrows with the emperor for eight years can't match Lin Wanwan's stand-in. Lin Wanwan has a beautiful face, so the emperor is happy with a beautiful woman. The emperor loves Lin Wanwan deeply. ”

After the roar, my heart felt a little relieved.

It turns out that not only joy can be shared, but pain can also be shared. Watching others hurt will make your own pain lessen.

Puyu paused, smiled brightly, and replied: "What does that have to do with me?" ”

I wait for him to have nothing to do with you, and what does his love for her have to do with me.

He Mengyao looked at Puyu's back and smiled sadly, and yelled at the already blurred figure: "You won me, can you win Lin Wanwan?" ”

The response to her is the loneliness of the spring night.

Ning Er comforted in a low voice: "Miss, she's gone, go back." ”

He Mengyao's tears fell, and her voice was choked: "Ning'er, I lost." ”

She still lost, completely lost to Puyu, she had never won her once in all these years.

When she was young, her painting skills were not as good as her, and her intelligence lost to her, and now she can't be as casual and free as her.

Win, deal with it calmly, and lose calmly.

The long night is long, Puyu depicts the bright moon in the sky in front of the window, the bright moon is like a hook, the moonlight is silent like frost, and she is restless, so she simply puts down her pen and lies on the bamboo rocking chair on the side, happily admiring the moon.

After Ling Ling put away the paper and sharpened the pen and inkstone, she stood aside to fan her, and asked softly, "Miss, are you tired?" I'll help you in and rest. ”

Puyu patted the chair next to him and said, "Lingjing, don't be busy, sit with me." ”

The pale white moonlight sprinkled softly and fell on the bluestone slab bricks. The convex side reflects the moon-white light, like the eyes of longing; The concave side, still a deep and shallow night, is similar to people's hearts, and the favored person is a white light, always in the heart; Everyone else is immersed in the night, existing, but not being seen.

In his heart, she was a person immersed in the night, and she should be glad and happy.

Puyu held his forehead and said helplessly: "Lingjian, he didn't go today, I'm a little disappointed." ”

A vague trace of sorrow passed through her heart, and in a flash, she tried her best to grasp it but couldn't catch it.

The horror was so strange that she was vague. I can't tell if I'm mourning for missing out or because of something else.

Lingling had already heard Linglong say today's events, and said calmly: "Miss, if the emperor doesn't go today, it may not be bad." ”

Puyu said "hmm" and stopped talking. Ling stared at the same, and the hall fell into a quiet.

She understood what Ling Gaze meant. He didn't go, taught her to see his heart clearly, without her, he loved Lin Wanwan deeply. He was simply attracted to her paintings.

And what about her heart?

What she can't ask for, she doesn't want to force it, after all, the twisted melon is not sweet, what will be the good result of the barely earned relationship? After leaving the palace, she will forget all about this place.

What about his paintings? After all, it became her long-cherished wish.

Although she is not cold and forgetful, she can't stand the time bit by bit. I don't see or read, and after a long time, probably his voice and temperament are blurred.

Maybe she was really tired, and she actually fell asleep in the rocking chair when she recognized the bed very well. Ling stared at the window, took a thin quilt and covered it for her, then gently withdrew and closed the door for her. Stand on the stone steps and watch the faint lights flicker on both sides of the walkway. The emperor didn't say anything to Miss Mengyao, he was completely ruthless, but since ancient times, the emperor was so affectionate, he lit the candles in the pavilion tonight, and he would also light it elsewhere every day.

Ling Jing decided in her heart that the emperor was not the lady's lover.