At the beginning of the lanterns, it was late at night, and everyone in the house was asleep and dreaming again and again.

"Ah~ It's really late."

The little guy guarding the door couldn't help but snort and muttered in a low voice, but unfortunately it was heard by the butler with the tip of his ear in front, and the little guy who was swept by the cold wind eye knife stopped his mouth and shrunk his neck to hide until the end.

The chief steward looked back and continued to stand, and suddenly heard the crisp sound of horses' hooves stepping on the stone road in the silent road, getting closer and closer.

"Quick, open the door."

Everyone who had been waiting for a long time immediately cheered up and opened the door, and sure enough, at the corner of the intersection, a horse stepped on the wind, stopped sharply and raised its hooves and neighed, and immediately the man pulled out his handsome figure, and tightened the reins with a loud shout, and let the horse obediently quiet down after a few clicks.

Neatly turned over and dismounted, threw the horse rope to the side of the house, under the bright light, the man's deep and three-dimensional facial features were as deep as a knife, his eyes were like torches, his thin lips were pursed, and his temperament was fierce, but it was Zhuo Yan who had not been seen for a few days?

"Master." The butler stepped forward a few steps forward and respectfully welcomed the door.

"There is nothing important in the house these days, but several of the vegetation in the lady's courtyard have passed the flowering period, and the slave thinks that he can go to the flower garden on the outskirts of the city and transplant some seasonal flowers? It's just that I don't know if the master has to choose it himself? ”

The affairs in the lady's courtyard are all handled by Zhuo Yan himself, so the chief housekeeper has this question.

"You can just watch and do this kind of thing yourself."

Zhuo Yan strode forward, suddenly paused, turned around and looked back at the housekeeper, the momentum that had been honed for a long time on the battlefield pressed his back to bend again and again, almost out of breath, unconsciously he was full of cold sweat, his mind turned around and thought carefully about what he could say wrong, he violated the rules, don't provoke this killing god!

"Where is the new aunt...... Forget it, it's late at night, and I don't need you to wait with me anymore, so let's go down and rest. ”

The housekeeper calmed down a little, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and ordered a few small servants to retreat together, and Zhuo Yan was the only one left in the huge courtyard for a while.

The wind blows the leaves and falls, the shadows are rustling, deep and lonely.

Zhuo Yan took a step, and hesitantly put it down, the road was reached without thinking, and the heart could not reach it. For a moment, he didn't know where to go.

The pavilions and pavilions in the distance are full of shadows, the courtyard is a little deeper, the eaves are flying high, and there are a few red lights swaying in the wind, but none of them are for themselves, looking up, the full moon hangs high in the sky. What is the difference between the lonely moon on the battlefield and the bright moon over this courtyard? Or maybe it's the only one who is always by his side

In the past, whenever the war was leisurely, I would find a mound at random, drink a pot of sake, raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and drink into three people, full of affection. Even if there is no gentle breeze and drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River, there is no prosperity and prosperity of the people in the capital, the full moon that can be touched by reaching out, the vast sandy land, the heart seems to be vast and infinite, the ears sound through the unique sand wind of the frontier, and the bare skin with stones smashed with a slight tingle, all of which are so indulgent and real.

Zhuo Yan suddenly remembered that there was a high platform in the garden, where he could enjoy this round of moonlight more clearly, but it was inevitable that there would be some regrets if the scenery was missing. Moved and acted, he simply quietly touched the back kitchen and took a pot of sake, and deliberately found a path to avoid the guards in the courtyard. I just thought that I was the only one who didn't sleep in the dead of night at this time, and I just stole this half day of leisure, and I didn't want to find that someone had already taken the lead here.

On the platform near the water, the rich longboard table of the Chen-colored pear blossom wood engraved Rong is full of all kinds of offerings and snacks, the cigarette curls up, and the woman in white knelt down reverently, complaining, begging for the blessing of the fairy in the moon.

Zhuo Yan looked at it and thought that the beautiful woman was also looking at the full moon and being in love, although he couldn't get his wish early, but it was really uninteresting to disturb at this time, it was better to wait for her to leave and come out by herself anyway, and he was not in a hurry at this time.

Therefore, Zhuo Yan stopped and stood aside, hiding behind the dense leaves, and it was inconvenient to disturb, but after a closer look, he found that the woman seemed to be a little familiar?

I saw that the woman's back was delicate, her head was full of black hair, and she was only tied with a white hairband, holding incense in both hands, bowing her head twice, and then a maid on the side took it and inserted it on the incense burner.

"In the middle of the month, the fairy Chang'e Niangniang is on top, and the believer is begging here in a pious dress, may the Niangniang be merciful and merciful, and sprinkle the blessing shade to fulfill the wish of the believer"

The woman folded her hands and bowed twice, looking at the bright moon in the sky, the moon was full and bright, the silver moonlight poured down as if she was really moved by the woman's sincerity, and pity was brushed on her with a layer of silver veil, her eyebrows were delicate and gentle, at this time with a holy and undeceivable, such as the lily that bloomed at the beginning, a tear in the corner of her eyes was like crying, it was he who avoided it for the past few days.

"The believer felt that she had never been short of food and clothing in her life, and she was already satisfied and did not think of much, so she did not ask her mother to reward her with gold and silver, nor did she ask her mother to give her glory and wealth, but only three wishes, one wish, that there would be no war on the border, and that all the people in the world could live and work in peace and contentment without being disturbed by the Tartars; The second beggar is in good health, worry-free for a hundred years, and three wishes"

"Three wishes, the master and the master will have a good marriage for a hundred years." The pretty girl next to her quickly answered, she wanted to coax her master to be happy, but she didn't want to get a coquettish reprimand.

"Mouthy!" Tao Yao read the sin in her mouth, leaned over and bowed respectfully twice, and then got up to look for the little girl.

"Where is this big thing to pray for, where do you intervene? Fortunately, it's me here, if you encounter any big scene another day, you will be like this, and you will be taught a good lesson by the steward before you can remember it! ”

It should be that the master is usually not strict, and the little girl quietly stuck out her tongue and stepped forward without fear to continue to help the woman into the pavilion.

Seeing the appearance of the little girl, her temperament made it impossible for her to be too harsh and harsh with her, but she had to mention a few more words, "You are always so open-mouthed, remember not to mention those words that exceed your identity." I'm just an aunt, and the only one who wants to accompany my lord for a hundred years is my wife, and we all need to keep our duties. ”

The low aftervoice disappeared from her mouth tactfully, and the woman raised her cheeks and eyebrows, and her whole body was dyed with a light sorrow and loss without speaking, and suddenly she looked up as if she had a feeling.

The moon is round and full, turning Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shining sleeplessly. I don't know what year the heavenly palace is tonight? Laurel evergreen, Qionglou Yuyu, is the beautiful fairy under the moon really high and cold, leaning on the railing and sighing, jealous of the world?

"Chang'e should repent of stealing the elixir, the blue sea and the blue sky and night heart. But if you can really get out of the world of these three thousand troubles, even if you stay alone in the Guanghan Palace and drink up your loneliness, what can you regret? ”

The wind is rising, the green silk is flying, the clothes are fluttering, and the woman is really like a fairy to go away in the wind!

"Don't go in clothes!"