He stretched out his hand, poured a glass of wine for Yunhuang and him, and said: "It is a local specialty wine, called 'Runyan', which was created by a wife who was waiting for her husband to return in the old days, her husband went to Beijing to take the exam, she opened a tavern here, and sold wine every day for a living, waiting for her husband's return, this wine is added with peach blossoms, honey, sweet taste, aromatic and pleasant, drink less, it is good for the body." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Moisturizing? This is a good name", Yunhuang lowered her head, saw that the wine was clear, showing a faint pink, very good-looking, slowly tasted, the sake entered the throat, first there was some bitterness, and then the faint fragrance wafted out, circulating between the teeth, she couldn't help but praise: "This wine is really good."

She looked up and saw Murong Jin under the moonlight, dressed in white, with delicate eyebrows, like an immortal, he was cold with a mask, but he was so stunning when he took off the mask, warm as jade, cold and unparalleled, obviously two different styles, but they could get an excellent fusion on his body, and couldn't help laughing, and said, "I have never seen someone like you."

"Am I like this?" Reading these words, Murong Jin smiled faintly and asked, "In your eyes, what kind of person am I?" ”

Yunhuang dragged his cheeks, looked at him with heavy eyes, recalled the past, and said with a smile: "When I first saw you, I thought you were terrible."

"Terrible?" , Murong Jin laughed and was a little speechless, he was obviously going to express kindness that day, how did it become terrible in her mouth, "How terrible am I?" ”

"The first time I saw you at that time, I thought that you were not a good person, and a good person did not come, how could your dignified Zuo Xiang have the leisure to run to the outskirts of Beijing to hang out, and just happened to bump into me? It was clear that I was going to pass by there, and I went to block me, since I came, there must be a plan, but what I can't figure out is that you are already in a high position, the power is monstrous, what can I have in a little woman is what you can fancy, this is the reason for my precautions, but then I thought about it carefully, and I thought about it, people like you, even if there is a plan, will not come to use me, I have nothing in my hands that is worth your use, since it is not a use, then your goal is myself, Later, I saw you save me again and again, stand up for me, care for me, take care of me......", Yun Huang said, her voice lowered, Murong Jin's heart for her, she knew, he was the kind of person who never said, only paid silently.

His kindness to a person lies in the details of life, every bit and every move can make people feel his intentions.

Even if her heart is as frozen as hers, it is invisibly warmed by him little by little, and a cold heart is melted because of him, thinking about it, a man as amazing and brilliant as him, if he is treated so affectionately, it is very easy to fall in love with him.

How fortunate she is to be able to meet such a person who treats her sincerely in this cold world, Murong Jin is cruel to others and kills people without blinking, but for her, she always has a shallow smile, she knows that people like him don't have much warmth, but his warmth and tenderness are given to her.

What she asks for is the same as him, but "I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated", she doesn't care what kind of background Murong Jin has, what kind of blood feud he bears, as long as he loves her, she also loves him, even if there is a sea of swords and fires ahead, even if it is an abyss, she is willing to accompany him to break through, this is her emotional concept.

If you pick up the sword, I will accompany you in the rivers and lakes; If you put down the butcher's knife, I will accompany you for a long time.

The poor and the yellow springs are dependent on each other in this life, and they will never lose each other!

Yun Huang thought of this, raised his head and looked at him, and said to him sincerely: "Murong Jin, thank you", thank you for being so good to me, thank you for opening my heart, and thank you for letting me understand what love is, and thank you for being willing to hold my hand and go down together.

"Between us, there is no need to say thank you", Murong Jin seemed to see through her thoughts, smiled faintly, stretched out her hand to brush away the fallen leaves on her body, looked at the moonlight in the courtyard, and asked: "Who made the song 'When is the bright moon, ask Qingtian for wine'?" ”

Yun Huang was stunned, he actually knew that the word was stolen by her?

"Yunhuang didn't like to read these poems and songs since he was a child, and you have never been exposed to these martial arts every day since you came, how can you make such exquisite poems," Murong Jin explained.

He knew that her soul came from a distant and unknown place, and that the customs, culture, and customs of that place were different from those of this place.

It's just that I don't know if Yunhuang's things were taught to her by the people around her, or if she learned them from that unknown world.

Now that it was exposed, Yunhuang touched his nose and simply admitted it generously, "This is indeed not written by me, it was written by a poet in my world."

"It's brilliant," Murong Jin exclaimed.

"Of course", speaking of this, Yunhuang raised his head proudly, China's 5,000-year-old culture, how many great poets and writers, how many famous sayings and sentences that have been passed down through the ages, and how can it be so simple, she looked at Murong Jin with a smile, thought about it, and said: "It is rumored that you know astronomy, geography, and poetry and songs, and I can't do half a poem, or let's compare, I will use the poems learned from that world to compare poems with you, and those who lose will be fined three glasses of wine, how about it?" ”

Looking at her smiling face, Murong Jin nodded, her eyes sparkled, and she also came to the nature: "How can you compare?" ”

"Hmm......", Yunhuang turned his head to look, branches, eaves, flowers...... Finally, his eyes stayed on the bright moon, pointed to it and said: "Take the moon to compose a poem, you read a sentence, I read a sentence, you can create it yourself, you can also read someone else's, if you can't read it, even if you lose, what?" ”

Murong Jin lowered his head, sniffed the aroma of wine, pursed his lips and smiled, and read: "Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow will become a trio."

Yun Huang rolled his eyebrows, also held the wine glass, and said: "The drunken moon is frequently sage, and the flowers are not a thing."

"The darker moonlight is half a family, and the Beidou is dry and the South is oblique."

"When is the spring flowers and autumn moon, how much do you know about the past, Xiaolou had an east wind last night, the country is unbearable to look back at the moonlight, the carved fence and jade masonry should still be there, but Zhu Yan changed, ask how ......sad you can be", Yun Huang said, her voice paused, and when she saw Murong Jin looking over, she snickered and said, "...... Ask how sad you can be, just like a group of eunuchs going up to the Qinglou, hahahaha......"

Murong Jin: "......", I found that after Yunhuang drank wine, she was always different and cute. (To be continued.) )