"Since they all fell in love with this cloth, it shows that our heroes see the same thing. It's better to see the superior with poetry, and the winner takes this piece of cloth as a lottery, okay? Seeing that Qingling came to play the round, Pang Ruolan answered: "I don't have a problem, I'm just afraid that this son won't dare to fight." ”

"What's so difficult about this, let's get out of the question."

"It's spring, how about we compose a poem with the theme of spring scenery?" Pang Ruolan said.

"Okay, I'll do it first. The flowers are hidden in the twilight, and the birds are chirping. The stars are moving, and the moon is more than nine clouds. Don't sleep to listen to the golden key, because the wind thinks of Yuke. There was a seal in the Ming Dynasty, how about the night? The man in Chinese clothes smiled. (Here is a quote from the Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu's "Spring Suzhou Left Province")

"What a song! Under the light of the stars in the night sky, the thousands of doors in the palace also seemed to be flickering. The palace is high in the sky, close to the moon, as if it shines a lot of moonlight. These two sentences not only vividly describe the majestic and beautiful night scene of the palace under the reflection of the stars and the moon, but also contain the taste of the emperor's lofty praise, the combination of fiction and reality, both form and spirit, and pun on meaning. If the empress hears it, she will also appreciate the talent of the childe. Pang Ruolan praised from the bottom of her heart.

"Qingling is also ugly, the swallow grass is like bisi, and the Qin mulberry has low green branches. When the king returns to the day, it is the concubine who breaks her intestines. The spring breeze doesn't know each other, what is the matter? (Here is a quote from Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts")

This is a poem describing the mood of the woman, the first two sentences are based on the distant spring scenery of Yan Qin, writing that the woman who is alone in Qin touches the scene, and misses her husband who is far away in the garrison of Yan Land all day long, and hopes that he will return as soon as possible. The third and fourth sentences are born from the first two sentences, and continue to write Yancao Fangbi, the husband must think of himself, at this time Qin Sang is low, the concubine has broken her intestines, and further expresses her feelings for women. In the fifth and sixth sentences, the psychological activities of the woman are used to express her noble sentiments of unwavering love when the spring breeze stirs Luo Wei. The whole poem is euphemistic and moving.

Pang Ruolan raised her eyes and met Qingling's gaze, his dark and deep eyes, bright and tender, which made people can't help but fall into it.

After thinking for a while, Pang Ruolan said: "Good rain knows the season, when spring happens." Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The night path is dark, and the river boat is bright. Xiao looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in the official city. (Here is a quote from Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu's "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night")

"Good rain in time is like knowing the season, and when spring comes, it will rain and encourage the growth of plants. The spring rain quietly falls at night with the spring breeze, silently moistening all things. The country roads and the sky were dark, except for a little fishing fire looming on the boat by the river. Wait until dawn to see the flowers with rain, delicate and red, and the entire Jinguan City has become a world of flowers. Good poetry! ”

Huayi Gongzi said: "This poem closely follows the word "Xi" in the title of the poem, and makes a nuanced description of the spring rain. The first two sentences write that the rain falls at the right time, and the word "know" is used vividly, which simply writes the rain alive; The third and fourth sentences write the "occurrence" of rain, in which words such as "latent", "moist" and "fine" express the characteristics of rain; The fifth and sixth sentences write the beautiful scene of night rain, "black" and "bright" set off each other, which not only points out the thick clouds and rain, but also gives people a strong sense of beauty; The last two sentences still detain the word "happy" to write the charming scene of Jinguancheng in the morning after the rain in the imagination, "red wet" and "heavy flowers", the two words can be described as extremely delicate. The whole poem does not contain the word "Xi", but the word "Xi" penetrates between the lines, and this artistic technique of relying on images to "speak" is indeed clever. The first and second sentences of the word "good" are affectionate and praise the spring rain. "Knowing the season" gives spring rain human life and emotion, and the jaw coupling is obviously an auditory feeling. The spring rain is coming, in the vast night, with the wind, quietly, moisturizing all things, no intention to please, only to dedicate. This selfless dedication is a very noble quality. In the lower Gan bow down, Miss please. ”

"Qingling is also willing to gamble and lose, buddy wrap the cloth, Miss please." Light Lingdao.

"Youlan, thank you two sons."

"In Xia Qingyu, since I am so in love, I want to invite Miss Youlan and Qingling Gongzi to go to Huafeng Tower to eat some wine and food, and I hope to enjoy it."

"I'm fine, I'm just hungry, is it convenient for Qingling Gongzi to be together?" Pang Ruolan was very happy that Qing Yu commented on the poems she made so meticulously, and agreed immediately.

"It's Qingling's honor."

The three of them went all the way to Huafeng Building, the largest restaurant in the imperial city, ordered a table of good wine and food, drank and talked, and were very comfortable.

"Qing Yu said goodbye first, I met two friends today, and I had a great time talking about wine, and we will meet again another day when we are free." Qing Yu put a silver ingot on the table and said goodbye with a fist.

"Young man Qingyu, meet again when you have a fate." Pang Ruolan Road.

"Qingyu Gongzi is going well." Qingling was about to get up and go back to Bao'er Pavilion, when Pang Ruolan suddenly grabbed his sleeve.

"Qingling Gongzi, stay here, this is for you." As he spoke, he handed over the silk cloth he had won today, and turned around lightly, seeing Pang Ruolan's sincere eyes and calm expression. "Miss Qingling thanks." took the satin, "In the future, Miss Youlan can call Qingling by her name, and don't call her son again." Qing Lingjun's face was slightly red, and his eyes were full of affection, as if he was a little drunk.

Pang Ruolan remembered the kiss a few days ago, and couldn't help but flush her cheeks, and she felt that her heart was beating so fast. I was a little flustered in my heart, remembering that I still had a task to do, my life was in danger, and the soul of the 21st century didn't know when and where it would go, as if someone had poured cold water on it, and my eyes dimmed.

"I ...... I still have to leave beforehand......" Don't dare to look at Qing Ling's eyes, Pang Ruolan instructed the guys in the restaurant to hire a car to send Qing Ling back to Bao'er Pavilion, and walked back to the secluded mansion slowly as if his soul had been drained.

"Sister Youlan! Sister Youlan! As soon as he walked to the door, a delicate figure rushed into his arms, "Quiet? How do you know I'm back? Pang Ruolan asked.

"You are waiting for Sister Youlan to come back at the door every day!" The dark eyes in front of him contain stars, the corners of the mouth are curved into a beautiful arc, and the deep dimples are embedded in the face like congealed cream, which is particularly charming.

"Are you obedient today, what have you done?" Pang Ruolan said with a smile.

"Sister Youlan, Lu Yu is not a child, she is already 15 years old!" Looking at Xiao You, who was half a head taller than herself, Pang Ruolan smiled self-deprecatingly, and touched her head dotingly.

Sleepless nights.

Early the next morning, Pang Ruolan instructed Aunt Liu to let people go to the Treasure Pavilion if someone was looking for her. After going down the mountain, she encountered a lot of things, and a while ago because of the inadvertent kiss between her and Qingling, she disturbed her thoughts, Pang Ruolan decided to let herself rest today and adjust her state.

Thinking in the heart: ...... This child has rarely cared about himself since he entered the house, he has lost his mother, he is helpless, these few times I have seen the coarse linen clothes he has been wearing, take him out for a walk today, and relax.

Then he walked to the outside of the east wing where he lived, and was about to knock on the door, when he vaguely heard a small sound from the house, which was almost inaudible. After a moment's thought, he poked a hole in the paper window with his finger.

I saw a tall woman pressed on the bed, ** upper body, revealing dark and strong chest muscles, even muscles on her arms, panting, and a faint "mmmm, mmmm......" sound came from the room.

…… Pang Ruolan stood still, although she had spent 30 years in her previous life, her thinking was quite conservative, and she had never been so intimate with the opposite sex. Pang Ruolan wanted to rush in and teach the woman a lesson, but the hand that had been clenched into a fist slowly let go, and her heart was gloomy: what if she was voluntary...... After all, the faint voice didn't call for help......

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a soft sobbing sound from inside the house, and he endured the pain...... It's a quiet voice! With her heart moving, Pang Ruolan flew into the house, and when she got to the bed, she saw that her face was full of tears, her teeth had bitten her lips, her heart hurt, her internal strength was full, and she slapped her side hand on the woman who had not yet reacted, "Ah! The woman had time to let out an exclamation before she heard the sound of bones breaking from head to toe.

"Hmm, woo woo......" looked down and saw the pain and despair in Yu You's eyes, Pang Ruolan stretched out her hand, only to hear a muffled snort, the woman's face was twisted, blood was spitting from her mouth, and she fell to the ground and died.

Close her eyes, this is the first time Pang Ruolan has killed someone, after all, her soul comes from the 21st century, and she is still influenced by the ideological education of that era.

"I ...... I killed someone......" Pang Ruolan muttered to herself, her autumn-like eyes unconsciously shed two lines of tears, she knew in her heart that she couldn't avoid it, and she integrated into this empty world......

But because of his troubled thoughts, he didn't notice that the woman's gradually cold corpse and legs had already decomposed, and they were only covered by a strange fragrance and could not be smelled.

......A hand with a crystal white complexion and a soft jade hand grabbed Pang Ruolan's arm, the man on the bed was bare as white as snow, his long ink-colored hair was messily scattered on the satin quilt, his face was ruddy, his expression was charming, a pair of eyes as bright as stars stared over, and his lips were slightly open.

"I'm ......" Yun You's hand grasping Pang Ruolan gradually tightened, her expression longing and pain.