Chapter 5 Farewell to the Pavilion

Bai Shaocheng watched Linlang approach from a distance, and the fiery red wedding dress seemed to be bloody spikes, deeply inserted into his eyes. He coughed lightly and slowly got up. Xu was too tired last night, and he felt that his feet were soft, and his burly body suddenly shook twice.

Du Jiu'er hurriedly held him steady, quietly twisted his little hand around his waist, and glanced at him resentfully, his eyes were full of happiness.

Bai Shaocheng clenched Du Jiu'er's little hand, turned around and cast a gentle gaze, "You are unwell, don't drink!" Sit down and rest for a while! ”

The sweetness of the two was like a sharp knife, stabbing into Linlang's chest fiercely. She wanted to escape, but was pulled by Yan Yefeng. watched and watched Bai Shaocheng and Du Jiu'er Qingqing and me.

"Lord Yan, congratulations! Madame is unwell, please forgive me! Bai Shaoyan said hypocritical words, but the corners of his mouth looked at the newcomer in front of him with a smile.

"Where, the two of them can appreciate their faces, Yan is very honored! Please! Yan Yefeng took the wine glass and drank it all, with a smile in his eyes, staring at Bai Shaocheng and swallowing the liquor in the glass.

This wine is spicy. When you enter the mouth of Bai Shaoyana, it becomes bitter!

With mist in his eyes, he laughed dryly, burped and said, "Good wine!" Wine! Hahaha! Wine! Hahaha......"

Linlang's ears roared, and his mind was full of noisy voices of persuasion. The plate in his hand was shaking, and most of the wine was spilled, splashing the red silk silk on the plate, and printing a sad scarlet.

As if she was depressed, Linlang slowly lowered her head, her lips pursed into a line, her eyes completely occupied by sadness, looked at the remaining half of the wine glass, and stretched out her little hand uncontrollably, wanting to drink them all.

As if seeing Linlang's thoughts, Yan Yefeng hurriedly took the plate from Linlang's hand, smiled awkwardly, and said, "I've been tossing for so long, Linlang may be tired, help Mrs. go back to the house to rest!" ”

Yan Yefeng accentuated his tone on the word Mrs., and when he saw Yan Xiang and Qiao Yu supporting Linlang away, he laughed heartily: "Brother Bai can appreciate his face today, if he is not drunk, he will not return!" ”

On this day, there was a lot of confusion. She stood quietly behind the vermilion pillar, looking at Bai Shaocheng drinking cup after cup, and sour tears were in the corners of her eyes. How she wanted to go over and say a qiē! How I want to hug that body tightly and never be separated!

The sun was setting in the west, and the bustling banquet gradually quieted down, Du Jiu'er went home early to prepare the meal, leaving Bai Shaocheng alone to drink at the table.

A faint drunkenness hit his mind, and Bai Shaocheng saw Linlang standing in front of him in a trance. "Little Seven ......!"

Linlang couldn't hold back any longer, and walked quickly to Bai Shaoxian, "Shaoba! Calling softly, with a choked voice, Linlang just wanted to open her mouth and say the pain suppressed in her heart, but she saw Yan Yefeng standing behind her without knowing when.

"Linlang, Brother Bai is drunk." Yan Yefeng turned his head to the two behind him and said, "You send Young Master Bai back to the mansion, you must ensure his safety!" ”

Xi, red like blood attached to the phoenix carving silver-edged bronze mirror. Linlang's gaze wandered along the lifelike phoenix feather, and finally landed on the pursed red lips. She took off the phoenix crown of Ayaluo, took off the golden hairpin and jade pendant, and looked at the strange room reflected in the mirror stupidly.

This is about to be her new home, a place she doesn't want to live in, and she has to live.

On the second day of the fifth month, this is the sign that the eldest lady asked for from the temple. But it became Linlang's saddest day!

Yan Yefeng quietly hugged Linlang's slender waist from behind, and when he saw those deadly and quiet eyes, it was like pouring a basin of cold water on his head.

"If you don't like it, I won't force it!" Yan Yefeng turned to leave, leaving a domineering sentence echoing in the room, "Sooner or later, one day, I will let you be Yan Yefeng's woman willingly!" ”

Willing? Scold! Don't think about it in this life!

Linlang sneered in her heart, turned around angrily, and threw Yan Yefeng's letter to the door with her hand. "If you hadn't done it in a despicable way, how could I be here today?"

"Despicable?"

Yan Yefeng glanced at Linlang incomprehensibly, and bent down to pick up the letter with Linlang's name written on the ground. He quickly opened the envelope, and when he saw the contents, his angry face suddenly turned iron. His fists clenched slowly in his sleeves, and his eyes were fixed on the letter, the anger in his eyes almost burning the letter to ashes.

"Bang!"

Yan Yefeng angrily slammed the door and left! "Believe it or not, I didn't write this letter!"

Under the moonlight, Yan Yefeng's straight figure was hidden under the willow tree, and his deep eyes stared into the distance.

"You wrote this letter?" He seemed to know that someone was behind him, and he held the envelope between his fingers and raised it over his shoulder.

Qin You smiled coldly, paced forward, took down the letter and glanced at it in the moonlight. Looking at Yan Yefeng, who was reluctant to take off his wedding clothes, he teased: "The candle night in the cave room, ** a moment is worth a thousand gold!" You don't accompany the lady, and you come to me for a tryst in the middle of the night, it's really rare! ”

"It's not you!"

The cloudy sky emitted a touch of fish belly white, instantly dispersing the glory of the stars and tearing the veil of darkness. Linlang stood in the Wangxiang Pavilion all night, staring in the direction of Jincheng, waiting for him to appear.

In the early morning, some small black dots appeared on the street one after another, like busy ants, starting a new day. After a while, six troikas gathered at the door of Bai's house, and a silver-blue figure that was no longer familiar appeared in sight.

Linlang's eyes widened suddenly, and the tiredness between her eyebrows was swept away.

Gradually, the carriage was surrounded by people, and Bai Shaocheng looked at the open gate and stopped for a long time. "Let's go!" The deep voice faintly reached Xiqiu, and Linlang watched the mighty team walk out of the city gate, getting closer and closer, and her heartbeat became more and more intense.

When passing by the Wangxiang Pavilion, Bai Shaocheng stepped on his feet. As if he knew that there was someone on the mountain, he turned his head and took a deep look. As everyone knows, this is the last time he looks at Linlang!

watched the caravan travel far away until he couldn't see the figure clearly on the official road. The silver-blue reflected the dazzling light in the morning sun, like an epiphany, blooming in the sorrowful eyes.

Far away, Yan Yefeng stood on the high city wall, looking at Linlang's lonely figure, and there were bursts of jealousy in his heart.

Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green;

The evening breeze blows the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain;

The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered,

A pot of turbid wine is full of joy, don't dream cold tonight.

Wang Wei's five-character poem "Farewell" suddenly appeared in Linlang's ears. She repeated it over and over again, turning into lovesick tears over and over again.

"May you have a safe journey!"

The foolish words shattered the glass heart. Linlang looked at Yan Yefeng on the city wall from afar, the fiery red that had not faded was like a blazing flame, baking the pounding heart.

"Come back with me and explain what happened!"

Yan Yefeng came behind Linlang, and his faint words showed a sour taste. actually made Linlang forget the purpose of coming here for a short time, and a trace of sympathy appeared in the cold heart.

She raised her little hand and put it to her lips, and bit it gently, bleeding Yin Hong's blood. Yan Yefeng closed his eyes, was silent for a moment, and then opened them again, letting the delicate blood beads drip into the corners of his eyes.