Chapter Fifty-Seven: This is called Collecting Don't Get Away

"What a beautiful night scene you see." Feng Lou said, his hand still tightly pulling Meng Fan on the side.

Meng Fan was also very pleased to look at the starry sky of fireflies, but he smirked and didn't know what to say.

The Fenglou in her memory only brought her here once, and kept saying that when they were still ready to get married, he would use this firefly in the sky to ask for a beautiful woman.

However, he was just a child at that time, and who took this joke to heart?

"Fan'er, do you have any plans for the future now?" Feng Lou asked suddenly.

Meng Fan shook her head, at this time she didn't know how to go in the future. It seems that what was planned before has changed into another incalculable path.

There was no glimmer of light on the road, and she was lost in the darkness.

Even now, she knew that Gu Zhikai was no longer the character he was at the beginning.

But how can she protect herself in this turbulence and the people she wants to protect?

I can't think of it, I can't see it clearly.

"Then don't think about it, just look at the good country." Feng Lou's words were very natural, and the group of fireflies slowly disappeared into the night.

The two had to return separately, but at this time, Feng Lou suddenly asked, Meng Fan, who was already about to leave, said: "This night road is dark and slippery, be careful when you leave." ”

Meng Fan nodded, and didn't feel any difference.

It wasn't until she returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion and fell on the bed that she suddenly recalled the deep meaning of these words.

However, he didn't think about it carefully, but fell asleep.

The next day, the Prime Minister's Mansion was particularly lively.

She had just heard two rooster crows, and she got up in a trance, shouting, Liyu, bring me my clothes.

But I heard Liyu in the courtyard wailing: "My little Jiu! Your hair? ”

Meng Fan's mouth twitched involuntarily, what was going on early this morning.

She put on her goggles, put on a coat, and hurried out.

I saw that Li Yu was holding the hairless Xiao Jiu and crying bitterly, and this Li Luying pulled Meng Mu on the side and cried bitterly.

The whole scene ...... There was chaos.

"Liyu, what's wrong with this little Jiu?" Meng Fan asked.

Li Yu glared angrily at Li Luying, who was still leaning on Meng's mother on the side, and shouted: "Master, Li Yu can't live anymore." ”

With the tendency of Xiao Jiusheng to knock Meng Fan down.

"Get up and say it well, don't die or live all at once." Meng Fan pulled up Liyu, but at this time, Li Luying over there cried: "People really can't stand the feathers of this bird flying around, so they are angry and plucked, Xiangye should not be angry with the slave family, okay?" ”

She said it was delicate and pitiful, but Meng Fan only heard her say that it was her plucked hair.

This Xiao Jiu was raised by her since she was a child, although she was only responsible for solving the nuts that Xiao Jiu did not eat during this period, but this feeling is still deep.

"You plucked the hair?" Meng Fan asked.

Li Luying didn't see that she was seeking the blessing of Meng's mother.

Meng Fan didn't understand, he went up with a big slap, and said calmly: "In this Meng Mansion, you can't be the master, and you can set up your own identity." ”

spoke, gave his clothes to Xiao Jiu, who had no feather protection, and walked back to his house.

When she went to court, Li Yu was still laughing, saying that he would take this featherless guy with him every day in the future.

And that Xiao Jiu had been wilting and leaning on Li Yu's arms, languishing.

Meng Fan touched Xiao Jiu's head and said very seriously: "I have wronged you." ”

This Xiao Jiu seemed to understand, nodded violently, and then flapped his wings, as if he wanted Meng Fan to hug him.

Li Yu said helplessly: "Master, you still hold it!" ”

Meng Fan took Xiao Jiu and held it in his arms very gently.

However, it was about to be the time to go to court, but Xiao Jiu didn't come down.

The two claws firmly buckled Meng Fan, and he couldn't pull it down.

It took a long time for Meng Fan to get out.

And today, in the last dynasty, the emperor actually told them to set off tomorrow to hunt in the northern suburbs.

Before Meng Fan could react, he went down.

On the way out, the ministers discussed in piles, and the final result of the discussion was...... "Prime Minister, if you don't persuade the emperor, hunting is really a bad time at this time." ”

Meng Fan shook her head, she felt that if she really went at this time, she didn't want to say anything about hunting, but if she really went at this time, huh...... The emperor will not let her go.

So, she quickened her pace.

Xu is walking too fast, and hit a person's chest with a pop, and the man smiled slightly: "Why don't you look at the road, Lord Prime Minister, when you walk." ”

That person turned out to be Gu Yin.

He held some unnamed flowers and plants in his hands, his thin lips slightly scattered to the sides, and a touch of the slanting sun came from afar, and he was white and untainted.

Meng Fan said sorry and was about to go out, but Gu Yin smiled and said, "The Prime Minister's Mansion is magnificent and the scenery is beautiful, I don't know if the Prime Minister would like to invite me to go?" ”

He said it reasonably, especially when his tone was so nice.

Meng Fan really felt that he had no reason to refuse, so he had to turn his head calmly and said with a smile: "Of course, Your Highness can go at any time if he wants." ”

"Now then!"

In this way, Gu Yin became the guest of honor in the Prime Minister's Mansion today.

This Gu Yin seems to have an aura that is favored by middle-aged and elderly women, and since he stepped into the Xiangfu with one foot, the mother-in-law of the Xiangfu has been very excited.

"Your Highness wants this."

"Your Highness wants this?"

Gu Yin shook his head one by one, pointed to Meng Fan in the distance and said with a smile: "I just want to talk to the prime minister today about this poetry, calligraphy, calligraphy and painting, listen to what the people in Kyoto said, the prime minister is a master of calligraphy, Gu Yin is here to ask for advice." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, it's just that I usually have nothing to do and like to communicate with those literati, and I can't call everyone." Meng Fan was humble.

However, she didn't know why, she didn't feel that this Gu Yin had come to discuss these things with her.

After the two looked at a few calligraphy and paintings from the previous dynasty, Gu Yin became interested in a book slip placed on the desk.

He walked over and was about to pick it up, but was stopped by Meng Fan.

Meng Fan smiled and said with a smile that some words that are not on the Tao, which are not enough for His Highness to see.

Gu Yin was even more modest, and replied, that is, Meng Xiang's clumsy pen is the masterpiece of this family, and Meng Xiang does not have to be modest.

The two argued, Meng Fan accidentally pushed Gu Yin, he leaned back, but he reached out to support Meng Fan, who was about to fall, but the hand was not the place.

"The ......"

“……”

The two were embarrassed for a while, but Gu Yin smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to still like these desserts so much?" ”

"It's always been ......" said that she looked at Gu Yin a little strangely, this matter of liking desserts, almost only Meng Fan's family, and Feng Lou knew why this Gu Yin said the same as if he had known it for a long time.

Gu Yin saw her hesitating, but said with a smile: "I just guessed, after all, there is not much left in this plate." ”

Meng Fan nodded, and after chatting a few more words.

Gu Yin hurriedly said goodbye.

Looking at his leisurely pace, Meng Fan couldn't help but sigh: "It's the same character as Fenglou." ”