"It's winter. Yang Yu was distracted, and he didn't know what to think.

There was a hurried pace outside the door, and a young blue white kite came to the door, and leaned over slightly: "Tell the girl, Huan's Langjun has passed the book." And he passed the letter.

Yang Yu opened the bamboo slip, it was still the cursive script of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, as soon as he saw this word, Yang Yu seemed to see Huan Qilang looking like a hanger, and laughed in front of him: I don't see you in January or February, and my heart is like an ant. It coincides with the early winter to enjoy the snow, how can you not be accompanied by beauty? Tomorrow Luoshui Hanlu, please come with the qin.

When will this Huan Qilang start to talk to himself in a chewy manner? Yang Yu smiled, stretched his waist and said, "It's time to go out for a walk." ”

In the early morning of the next day, the white in the air fell lightly on the roof of the blue-topped carriage and slowly drove out of South Street.

Hanlu is a place where celebrities and gentlemen in Liaocheng gather in winter, Yang Yu knows the weight of Huan Qilang's invitation, in this era, it is an honor to be able to participate in the banquet of literati and scholars.

"Girl, it's here." Jingmo lifted the curtain, and Yang Yu got out of the car with the qin.

When several scholars saw it, they came forward with a smile, and when they saw Yang Yu clearly, there were a few gasps in the crowd.

I saw Yang Yu's cloud-like hair scattered behind his ears, his fair face was full of pink, his eyes were shining like a pool of autumn water, shining brightly, with a little cinnabar in the center of his eyebrows, and a smile on the corner of his lips. Dressed in a wide blue gown skirt, the waist that is not held tightly is tightly tied, which looks extraordinarily slim, covered with a dark blue coat, and the whole person is intertwined with clear and quiet and gorgeous publicity, indescribable charm, indescribable beauty.

A young man surnamed Yu couldn't help but exclaim: "Good figure, good looks." ”

A slightly older scholar, with a slightly long face and a slightly sharp voice, said unhappily: "What a bewitching vulgar thing, it also enters the cold house!" ”

Yang Yu snorted lightly, his eyes flashed slightly, and there was a trace of coquettishness on the corner of his lips: "Last year, a drop of lovesick tears came to the cheeks this year." ”

Everyone looked at the long-faced scholar and couldn't help laughing, and Yang Yu also used his sleeves to hide his smile slightly. In the previous life, even if Yang Yu looked at these people from a distance, he would be dazzled by the grace and bearing around them, and he was super lofty, and he saw many scholars today, they were high and self-controlled, but they were as generous as the moon, Yang Yu, who was originally tense, really relaxed now, and his demeanor and movements were less deliberate and more natural.

The scholars laughed, and a young man surnamed Yu said with a smile: "Duke Fan has a long face, but he has never encountered such a description." ”

The scholar's face turned red and said, "How can your sister-in-law be the same as Huan Qilang, preferring to expose people's shortcomings." ”

Yang Yu's eyes showed some cunning in his eyes, and he chuckled and said, "It's just a matter of giving back to the other in his own way." ”

The scholar pursed his lips, his face was still slightly red, and said: "Since you come with the piano, I will play a song, and if you listen to it, I will let you in." ”

Yang Yu pursed her lips, she had already prepared for such a scene. With a hint of disdain at the corner of her lips, she untied the coat she was wearing, handed it to Jingmo, lifted the corner of her gown, sat on the ground, and put the lyre on her knees. The action is smooth and does not fall a trace of deliberateness.

The sound of flowing water hits the back, making people feel like falling into the mountains and forests.

The left hand is lightly hooked, the right hand is slowly twisted, and the snow flakes fall on Yang Yu's strings, like a wonderful picture. The song "Changqing" played Qingning was lofty, which made all the scholars stunned.

"Yang Ayu, I haven't seen you come in after waiting for you for a long time, it turns out that I am here to be a vassal and elegant." As soon as I heard this ridiculous tone, I knew who it was.

Huan Qilang smiled and nodded again: "Yes, it is not surprising that a willful and talented girl like you would do such an elegant thing." Come on in, don't catch a cold. ”

Yang Yu held the qin, indifferently swept the scholar who had just ridiculed her, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and she raised her eyebrows and said, "Ah Yu just played a song, can you still listen to it?" ”

The scholar's face turned slightly red, and then he smiled with relief, but stepped forward, unbuttoned his clothes in the face of the wind and snow, and roared wildly at the valley, and the sound of the roar was wild and uninhibited.

Yang Yu hooked his lips and smiled, stroking the strings with his hand, for a while, high and low, swaying, long howling, and the sound of the piano intermingled with each other, and there was an indescribable wanton freedom.

The piano stops, the howling stops.

"Hahaha" The scholar laughed loudly: "Yang's Ah Yu, it's my fault. ”

Yang Yu hooked the corners of his lips and said, "A gentleman is good measured." ”

Huan Qilang smiled in his heart, and smiled at the back of the crowd: "Wang Jingzhi, you are right, it is Yang Yu who is here." ”

Everyone was startled, and unconsciously got out of the way, only to see that the man was still wearing a white and flawless wide-sleeved robe, which was obviously a plain robe worn by a civilian, but there was a kind of aura like clouds and moon, his hair was loosely tied on his shoulders, his face was still so cold and dusty, and his body was still like that jade tree Laneige.

The corners of his lips said with a little affection: "Qingqing has been living in the room all day, and finally let me see it." His voice was particularly clear, like jade hitting an ice chisel, with that lofty and floating temperament, the corners of his lips raised, as if there was a smile, Yang Yu once again felt that the distance between this man and her was more than thousands of mountains and rivers.

The crowd was amazed, what does this mean?

Qingqing, that was originally a title between husband and wife, and it was also a term of endearment for those close to him.

With a sigh of Qingqing, Yang Yu's heart was like a cat scratching, itchy, and crispy. Her cheeks were crimson, and she secretly stabbed herself with her nails.

Huan Qilang's face changed drastically, and he suddenly looked back at Yang Yu, a little shocked, a little angry, and his words rushed out: "If you are happy with Wang Jingzhi, you should have said it earlier!" Being my concubine will make you unbearable" pondered for a moment, as if weighing something, and then said: "Does being Wang Jingzhi's concubine make you happy?" ”

The crowd was already in an uproar.

Yang Yu glanced at Huan Qilang indifferently, and said word by word: "I, Yang Ayu, in this life and in the next life, will never be anyone's concubine." He looked at Wang Jingzhi with evil in his eyes.

All the scholars present were shocked again, they thought that she was a little sister-in-law with some talent, even if she did some noble things, even if she had some demeanor, she never expected that she would refuse the Huan family.

Wang Jingzhi still raised his head, a trace of surprise flashed in the corner of his eyes, and then disappeared from the bottom of his eyes, his voice was still indifferent but with a hint of ridicule, and he walked towards Yang Yu with elegant steps, wrapped her fat little hand in his slightly cool hand and said, "Why don't Qingqing enter the house?" The still white teeth were shining, and Wang Jingzhi said this, and he was faintly happy in his heart.

Yang Yu secretly moved his hand and wanted to pull it out.

Wang Jingzhi's hand was slightly cold, his ten fingers were slender, and he saw that Yang Yu wanted to break free, but he pulled it tighter.

Yang Yu bit his lip, his face was a little crimson, and his eyes were clear, blinking. lowered his voice and said with a smile: "Wang Jingzhi, do you want to ruin my reputation?" ”

Wang Jingzhi raised his lips slowly, and looked at Yang Yu with an expression that you knowingly asked. Seeing that Yang Yu's face was calm, he turned his head to look at Yang Yu, and his clear and screaming eyes were not instantaneous.

Yang Yu frowned slightly, her fingers wrapped in his hand had sharp nails, Yang Yu's hand was slightly forced, and the fingertips were almost embedded in his palm. Wang Jingzhi's distant eyebrows frowned slightly, and in an instant, he let go of his palm, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, revealing two rows of white and neat teeth.

Yang Yu looked at him with a smile, walked through the crowd, and followed Wang Jingzhi into the warm cold house.

Sitting on the couch, everyone sits in a circle around the delicate warm current of the middle of the repair, which is taken from the meaning of the meandering water of the Shangsi Festival, which can be used for games.