Chapter Forty-Eight: Find a Chance to Marry Me
"Why are you wearing so red today?"
Meng Fan asked, Gu Zhikai smiled: "I found someone to make the clothes, who knows that the color is wrong, I think I have done it, just wear it." ”
As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the clear complaint on the side.
Seeing that Qing Xu's eyebrows were so similar to Meng Fan, he thought about the Meng Ning he saw that day.
In my heart, I also believed what Meng Fan said about my cousin.
asked Naqing and said, "Are you called Meng Ning?" ”
"Exactly, I don't know what the name of this little brother is." Qing asked.
Gu Zhikai smiled, he was in the palace and the ladies he saw outside, he didn't purse his lips and smile, so he stopped talking.
One by one, the female morality and female training are well cooked.
But, to put it bluntly, such an individual has no identity of his own.
The woman he likes should be the kind of uninhibited and well-talking, just like the girl he saw a long, long time ago.
can ride a horse and gallop in a red-clothed riding suit, and can also stroke the piano and be subtle, smiling slightly.
However, he had not seen her since.
Is this really the one in front of you?
"I don't know what's interesting in Nanshan, can Miss Meng Ning tell me about it?" Saying that, Gu Zhikai got a little closer to clear the complaint.
Qing Xuan took a step back, and the man behind him was slightly pained.
Then he turned around and said to Meng Fan, how is Meng Xiang close?
Meng Fan nodded when he saw that it was Gu Zhiyu, and said with a smile: "It's okay." ”
There were still a few hours before the birthday banquet began, and Meng Fan and the others were invited by Uncle Meng to the lotus pond to rest.
The people sitting in the back of the platform are all members of the Meng family, Meng Fan and Uncle Meng are sitting in front, and in the center of the lotus pond is a set up platform.
A few dancers waved their water sleeves on it, and the pale pink water sleeves had a unique flavor on the dark ink lotus leaves.
Uncle Meng proudly introduced that this was a dancer invited by Meng Yu from the Western Regions, all of whom could dance on the water, and they were as light as swallows.
Meng Fan smiled when he heard this: "Meng Yu has always taken good care of your uncle, and my uncle really has a good son." ”
Who knew that Uncle Meng heard this, but quietly said in Meng Fan's ear: "I have a good son, but I look forward to it even more, my Meng family will soon have a good descendant who can inherit the position, you pay attention to me, everyone in Kyoto is here today, choose one in it." ”
Meng Fan was silent for a moment, picked up the tea next to him and drank it uncomfortably.
And at this time, the big drama over there came out.
A woman flew up from the water, but the sleeves of her hands and her clothes were clean, without a drop of water.
Her dancing posture can be described as heaven and earth, gently tiptoe on the lotus leaf, bent down slightly, and together, the carp in the water jumped out one by one.
With her dancing posture that changes over time, it is really eye-catching.
"Meng Yu, is this the dancer you are looking for?"
It was the first time Meng Fan saw such a dance, but he was a little excited and hurriedly asked Meng Yu on the side.
Meng Yu nodded, and whispered to Meng Fan very mysteriously: "Meng Xiang and look, the back is the most exciting place." ”
As he spoke, his eyebrows raised slightly.
It seems like a lot of interest.
When Meng Fan heard him say this, he was also interested, so he took a closer look.
The performance went to the end.
The wonderful place came, the woman who was dancing in the water flew to Meng Fan's side.
She wore a very exotic veil, her eyes were slightly bent, and she stretched out her hand to Meng Fan and smiled: "Come on." ”
Before Meng Fan could say a word, he was taken over.
If she hadn't studied martial arts, I'm afraid she would have been able to stand on the surface of the water like this.
"Girl, I can't jump."
"I didn't let you jump." Saying that, the woman flew to the platform in the pool with Meng Fan.
A group of dancers slowly dispersed, leaving behind a willow xylophone.
The woman looked at Meng Fan and said, "Help me stroke the qin." ”
As she spoke, she began to dance again, and every posture and movement was so charming and moving.
Meng Fan dances whatever she plays, as if there is no dance in this world that she can't do.
And on the other side, Gu Zhikai, who watched his wife being taken away like this, was still chatting with Qing Su sentence by sentence.
Qing Xuan looked at him suspiciously and asked, "You are so familiar with the scenery of the desert, haven't you ever been there?" ”
Qing Xuan wondered why a man who grew up in the south would depict the magnificent moonlight of the desert and the melodious sound of the horseshoe.
So I asked.
Gu Zhikai was slightly reluctant to mention it again.
Because his father once told him when he was alive that when he was a child, he was not allowed to mention it again when he grew up.
Although he still doesn't know the reason, he remembers this thing that he can't say when he grows up.
So, he scratched his head and said, "I just imagined it, and I haven't been there either." ”
"Then you are right, the desert is like this, the silver stars that pour thousands of miles, the vast expanse of the sky, the horses running around, and the nomadic people who will always be warm to your guests."
"Well...... aren't you in Nanshan? How to know the desert scenery. ”
"Hahahaha, I can't think about it too!"
After this slightly awkward conversation, the two were silent for a while, and after a moment, they heard the moving music floating in the air.
Some people know how to do it, clapping their hands and savoring it.
And some of them are students Meng Fan has interacted with, and they say one by one that the prime minister's performance skills are getting better and better.
However, Qing Su and Gu Zhikai were stunned at the same time.
I thought to myself, isn't this the moon song of the desert?
"She's been to the desert?"
"Taifu has been to the desert?"
asked in unison, and Li Yu on the side pushed Qing and said, "What else are you asking, don't you know?" ”
"So you admit it's my sister?"
Riyu was silent.
Gu Zhiyu, who was far away on the side, asked, Gu Zhikai said, "I didn't expect Meng to be so familiar with the rhythm. ”
"I know, I just didn't know he could play this."
A dance, a song.
This birthday feast is about to begin.
This other person was busy with the banquet, only Uncle Meng pulled Meng Yu and asked, "Do you think your cousin will be tempted in this way?" ”
Meng Yu shook his head, how did he know Meng Fan's intentions, but Meng Fan should remember this arrangement very much.
Looking at Meng Fan on the stage, she looked at the girl who kept smiling at her on the stage.
It feels very familiar, but it is a little unfamiliar.
Until she took off her veil and called out affectionately: "Brother Prime Minister." ”
It turned out to be the little girl next to Yucheng, Han Qing'er.
She hugged Meng Fan affectionately and asked directly, "Does the prime minister like Qing'er?" ”
"Huh?"
"Prime Minister don't be surprised, Grandpa Yucheng told me about you, and Grandpa Yucheng also asked me to sue you, if you don't get married, this drama will sooner or later make people find out the handle."
Meng Fan looked at her in surprise, but she smiled faintly.
He pulled her and said, "Marry me!" Look for a chance. ”