More than thirteen years old, cardamom tips in early February.

Suddenly, Liu Yun's mind came up with these two poems of his predecessors. At that moment, his heart was also like being immersed in the crisp pear blossom white, cleanly, but it was also in a trance, skipping a beat.

Something spilled out in this leaky heartbeat, and suddenly, it burned his eyes, and then his heart.

Liu Yun retracted his gaze and put the feather arrow in his hand in the quiver beside him.

At this moment of turning around and lowering his hand, his spilled heart was once again taken into his arms.

Liu Yun put the quiver and raised his eyes to look at Fu Jun. The eyes that came out of the way were still as gentle as usual, and he said to her with a smile: "This king still has something to do, so I won't accompany him." ”

Fu Jun lowered his head slightly, squatted down and saluted: "Thank you Your Highness for your advice." The little woman sent off His Highness. ”

Liu Yun paused, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something. In the end, however, he only flicked his sleeves, as if to brush away some inexplicable thoughts, and turned away.

It wasn't until he left/shot/nursed for a while that Zhao Shujiang grabbed his hair and asked, "Master, ...... the Meng family kid?"

"The master didn't speak, but you talked a lot." He Jingbian said coldly.

Zhao Shujiang didn't quarrel this time, but muttered something, glanced at Liu Yun's face again, and closed his mouth, but he couldn't understand in his heart, Meng Yuan's stinky boy was sitting on the beam of the house, and he really couldn't put their ears on it?

Thinking of this, he pursed his lips again. is also, the fourth girl Fu is delicate. I must not be able to hear the breath of the Meng family boy. Speaking of which, this Fu Si girl looks quite smart, but it's a pity that although her brain is smart, her hands and feet are clumsy. That archery is simply ......

Zhao Shujiang smacked his lips in his heart, and gave Fu Jun's archery skills the lowest score in history. If Fu Jun knew what this guy was thinking, even if she was an adult again, I am afraid she would feel very unhappy.

However, Fu Jun's mood at the moment is excellent.

Although Fang Cai's arrow did not hit the heart, Liu Yun's words were very to the point, and the guidance of that arrow was also very good.

After Liu Yun and others left. Fu Jun practiced several more times in succession. Every time she could shoot/hit the arrow stack, she was so happy that she almost didn't jump.

At this time, Shi Jiang on the side suddenly said: "Girl, your boot laces seem to be broken." ”

Fu Jun lowered his head and looked. Sure enough, the bootlaces on his feet hung up. It looks like it's broken open from the middle.

Shibu squatted down / looked closely. Then he stood up again and said, "This bootlace is no longer available, and the servant will go and find a new one for you, and the servant will remember that the master who is in charge of riding / shooting / has it." ”

Fu Jun smiled and said, "There's no need to go to the master's place. Lu Yan has it there. She should still be in the piano room at the moment, you can go and find her. ”

Shi Jiang replied, and said to Fu Jun: "Girl, wait here, don't leave." The servant goes and goes back. ”

Fu Jun agreed with a smile, and Shijiang hurriedly went.

Fu Jun practiced alone for a while, and then rested.

Archery is still quite physically demanding, and at this time she only feels that her arms are sore, and her legs are not a little uncomfortable. So she went to the bottom of the cloister, and leaned against the black-painted railing.

Standing on the railing like this, Fu Jun suddenly discovered something.

There is not a single person here!

Not that there is no one on the side in the ordinary sense, but that there is no one in the real sense.

There are no Shijiang, Shen's mother, Qingwu, no noblewomen who know or don't know, and no elders by their side.

Fu Jun has been here for more than six years. For more than six years, she has been surrounded by people all the time. Even if she sleeps on the couch at night, she is still followed by a maid who is on duty at night.

However, this time, this moment, and here is the first time in six years that she has been alone in the true sense.

Fu Jun's heart suddenly welled up with a burst of indescribable joy.

It was like a prisoner who had been imprisoned for many years finally getting out of the cage, and the feeling of being free and unrestrained made her jump for joy.

What a rare freedom!

No one stares at her etiquette, picks on her rules, and pays attention to her every move. Now she can do whatever she wants, and she doesn't have to worry about the eyes of others at all.

Fu Jun's good mood suddenly climbed up another degree.

She stood up from the side of the fence, and a melody popped up in her head.

In the past, there were often some melodies faintly echoing in her mind, but she could only recite them silently in her heart. This time, however, she hummed it softly, humming and spinning in circles.

She was humming a waltz. In her previous life, when she was a student at the University of Minston, her roommate was a girl from a fighting nation, and she loved to play Shostakovich's "Secondwaltz" in her dormitory.

Fu Jun was humming a tune while happily spinning in circles, and still silently reciting the beat "Bang Bang, Bang Bang" in his heart, only to feel that his whole heart was about to fly.

At this moment, a sneer came.

Fu Jun was taken aback, and immediately stood on the spot and looked behind him.

There was no one behind him.

She looked around again, and the garden was empty, and the sun of spring was shining obliquely, and the emptiness seemed more and more empty.

"Look up." A familiar voice rang out lazily, and the tail note was slightly deep, as melodious as a drum.

Fu Jun hurriedly raised his eyes to look up, but saw two black boots hanging from the beam.

Then, the boot swung back, and with a sound of brushing the ground, a person fell lightly to the ground, just two or three steps in front of Fu Jun.

The long eyebrows that flew diagonally into the sideburns, the starry eyes that were as cold as ice, and a visible scar on the left cheek. As Fu Jun expected, this gentleman on the beam was her good classmate, Meng Yuan.

At this moment, Meng Yuan had a faint smile on the corner of his lips, and he was looking at Fu Jun with lowered eyes.

As soon as he saw that it was him, Fu Jun's heart was inexplicably relieved, so he asked, "Why are you here?" ”

The light smile on the corner of Meng Yuan's lips became thicker, and he said in a low voice: "Why can't I be here?" ”

Fu Jun couldn't help but be speechless, thought about it for a while, and then asked, "How many have you seen?" ”

Meng Yuan looked at Fu Jun, the faint smile on his lips suddenly became a little cold, and he clasped his hands around his chest and said, "It's all in your eyes." ”

Fu Jun was stunned, and asked without giving up: "When did you start being on top?" ”

Meng Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Soon after I came in, you came in with your girl." ”

Fu Jun was stunned when he heard this, and then couldn't help but be angry.

This guy went up to the roof as soon as he saw her coming, and it was nothing short of a peeping/voyeur.

Thinking like this, Fu Jun asked: "The gentleman has done something and has not done something, how is your behavior different from that little man?" (To be continued......)