Chapter 65: Parting is imminent

Yang Yu raised it for half a month, and finally took care of his body, but he lost a whole circle. The already clear eyes, on the palm-sized face, appear more black and white, and the paint is like ink.

Tomorrow is the day of the agreed trip to the south, and the lord of the castle sent an invitation early today.

The delicate and elegant bamboo slips are engraved: barren yellow leaves, leaving the homeland. At the beginning of the day, Cangshan crossed the south. How many people are there on the river? The end of the world is lonely. When you see you again, the bottle of wine comforts you.

"Go back, I'll go." If Jingmo is free, call her to make up for me. Yang Yu put the invitation on the couch and glanced at himself in the bronze mirror, a smile hung on the corner of his lips, but he didn't see a happy face.

Jingmo and Qi Yan were making final preparations for tomorrow's trip, and the white kite lowered her head and bowed: "Yes." "Hurry out the door.

It's the last day, Yang Yu raised his eyes to look out the window, his heart was empty, as if something had been emptied.

"Girl! At the door, Jing Mo shouted with a smile.

Yang Yu reluctantly smiled back: "Come in." ”

Jingmo looked at Yang Yu's expression, since the Shangyuan Festival, the girl has been like this, how is this good! She bypassed the couch table and came behind Yang Yu, wanting to tell Yang Yu some interesting things again, but just opened her mouth, but found that Yang Yu had closed her eyes and recuperated.

Jingmo pursed her lips, her hands were smart and tactful, combing Yang Yu's hair soft and drape. She sighed silently, if Xiao Langjun was there, it would be fine.

"You don't have to tie your hair. Yang Yu lowered his head, played with a strand of soft black hair, and said softly.

"Yes. Jingmo replied in a low voice, sprinkling the soft black hair with chrysanthemum-scented shavings water.

The hosta pollen in the flower will be evenly painted on the face, slightly whitewashed on the cheeks, the original pale complexion, immediately has vitality, the red lipstick is applied to the lips, and finally, on the cinnabar mole in the center of Yang Yu's eyebrows, a blue-white rosette is painted.

A pair of red heart lotus white jade stud earrings hang on the round and lovely earlobes.

After changing his clothes, it was getting late, Yang Yu got into his own blue-topped carriage and slowly went out.

When he came to the City Lord's Mansion for the second time, Yang Yu's heart was no longer as happy as the first time, he got off the carriage indifferently, handed over the invitation, and was led by the servants of the City Lord's Mansion into the inner courtyard.

"Sister Ayu! A delicate voice sounded, Yang Yu turned around, and the girl with eyes like a deer stood under the lantern.

Yang Yu unconsciously raised the corners of his lips and laughed.

With this smile, Huan Qiurong was stunned for a moment, and then she touched Huan Qilang beside her with her elbow, and said coquettishly: "Seventh brother, is Sister Ah Yu more beautiful?" ”

Yang Yu's hair is draped over his shoulders, his eyebrows are like distant mountains, his eyes are like water waves, and his eyebrows are a little faint and far away. She tilted her head slightly, her eyelashes were shaded by butterfly wings, and the corners of her lips were red, slightly raised, revealing white teeth. Wearing a scarlet bandeau Confucian robe on the upper body, a spacious distant mountain-colored pleated skirt on the lower body, covered with a long-sleeved Confucian shirt with a distant mountain-colored placket, a blue-blue corset around the waist, and a grip on the waist tied Yingying, the evening breeze blows, and the streamer on the waist goes away with the wind. The body is beautiful and elegant, but it carries a sense of arrogance and distantness.

Huan Qilang woke up from his stunned and nodded in a muffled voice. The pretentious face on weekdays looks a little strict.

Huan Qiurong spit out his tongue, took a few steps faster, met Yang Yu, grabbed Yang Yu's arm, and said affectionately: "Sister Ayu, let's go into the inner room." ”

"Okay. Yang Yu smiled again, saluted Huan Qilang slightly, and laughed softly: "Second brother." ”

Huan Qilang showed his teeth and smiled, and then said, "Fortunately, you still remember, otherwise I would have bothered to think about how to remind you without a trace." Then, his face was a little red and said: "There is no one in the world who dares to worship Jinlan with Xue, except for you, this girl." ”

"Ah Yu and Bai Xue swore goodbye? It's really innocent! A male voice sounded, and several people looked sideways.

But it was Fan Ming who approached with Yang Guchen in a chic manner.

Yang Yu was a little ashamed and said: "How can Fan Gong listen to people's corners. ”

Fan Ming smiled even more proudly: "Ha, it's the first time I've seen you like a daughter." Then he seemed to think of something, shook his head slightly, and said, "Ah Yu is fifteen years old?" ”

Yang Yu was stunned: "Yes, this year's Shangsi Festival, I will be fifteen years old." ”

Fan Ming nodded slightly, and said in surprise: "Your birthday is on the Shangsi Festival?" ”

"Yes. Yang Yu pursed her lips and smiled.

Fan Ming said with a smile: "You sister-in-law, it's just that your status is lower, if not, with this body of arrogance, amazing talent, I don't know who is worthy of you." ”

It was the first time Yang Yu heard such a straightforward compliment, and his expression was also a little unnatural: "Fan Gong, you have a good reputation." ”

"Why don't you go in and talk to the moon here?" ”

As soon as a few people turned around, it was the Mo City Lord, who had already gone out of the door.

Yang Yu and Huan Qiurong bowed slightly, and the rest of the people bowed, and a few people entered the door, and just entered the main hall, Yang Yu saw the person of Zhilan Yushu sitting on the top at a glance.

She looked like she was burned, and her eyes subconsciously looked away.

Several people sat down one after another, Yang Yu and Huan Qiurong sat next to each other, and the curtain was set up, and Yang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah Yu, you have lost weight. ”

Yang Yu raised his eyes and saw that there were many shadows, and the tall and mighty man with his eyebrows like a ghostly axe stood outside the curtain.

"General Pei. Yang Yu gave a slight salute. Pei Liang went further and said: "I have just returned to Liaocheng after I have rectified Nanyang, so I saw you, I heard that you are sick?" ”

Yang Yu shook his head and said in a low voice: "I'm fine, the general doesn't have to worry." ”

"Ah Yu misses me?" Pei Liang's voice was lowered, and his ears were red.

Yang Yu bowed his head slightly, chuckled and said, "The general hasn't seen him for a few days, why is he so frivolous?" ”

Pei Liang's eyes as bright as jewels, through the curtain, looked at Yang Yu hotly, and said in a low voice: "I'll go back and sit down first." ”

Yang Yu lowered his head slightly: "Okay." ”

Pei Liang returned to the upper position and felt that he was in a very good mood.

Wang Ningzhi snorted softly from the tip of his nose: "This Yang Yu is really exquisite, the reckless man is not there, so he will be with you, and as soon as the reckless man comes back, he flatters him again." ”

Wang Jingzhi took a sip of wine and said slowly: "On the day of the Shangyuan Festival, she said to me that she doesn't have to intersect with me in this life. ”

"What? Wang Ningzhi looked at Wang Jingzhi in disbelief, glanced at Yang Yu's curtain resentfully, and turned to Wang Jingzhi: "What a precious girl?" If you like it, lead it directly into the backyard and give it a concubine, so why bother to make yourself seriously ill. ”

Wang Jingzhi frowned slightly, and said in a cold and indifferent voice: "It's because I'm not in good health, how can I blame her!" You don't have to do much. ”

Wang Ningzhi couldn't help but raise his forehead and said: "What's the matter, my Wang family's Wuyilang is all amorous." ”

Wang Jingzhi chuckled and shook his head, noncommittal.

"Ladies and gentlemen. The city lord raised his glass and said: "Tomorrow will be separated, Mo wishes you all a smooth journey." ”

Everyone raised their glasses and drank them all.