When the dew was not long, he took a handkerchief and a pen. Li Qingzhao handed the painting to Xiaoqing, took the handkerchief and pen with both hands, looked at the handkerchief and fell into a trance, his little face was slightly red, his red lips were raised, and he obviously wanted something good.

Fu Lu looked at Li Qingzhao from the side, moved Xiaoqing again, and said softly: "Look, Miss is afraid that she is thinking about Zhao Gongzi again." ”

Xiaoqing looked at Li Qingzhao, then turned her head to Fulu and said "uh-huh" twice, nodded and agreed.

Li Qingzhao pondered for a long time, the ink on the pen in his hand was almost dry, but he still didn't start the pen, Fu Lu was anxious, so he stepped forward and called softly: "Miss, miss." ”

Li Qingzhao still put on a smiling face, looked to the side, and did not hear Fulu's shout.

"But they sniff the green plums, but they sniff the green plums." Li Qingzhao read it twice in his mouth.

"What?" Xiaoqing was a little confused, what was Miss thinking?

Fulu put her index finger on her mouth, "shh Let's listen to Miss read something again. ”

After speaking, Fulu covered her mouth and snickered. Xiaoqing also nodded very knowingly.

Li Qingzhao held the pen in one hand, but couldn't write it, hesitated for a while, put down the handkerchief in his hand, sighed and said, "Why can't you write?" ”

Suddenly, there was a resentful look in his eyes, and a slightly angry expression appeared on his face, and finally he sighed lightly and said, "It's still that the youth is gone, and the mind is not enough." ”

When Fu Lu heard this, he smiled softly and said, "Miss still can't pull it out in that sentence 'it should be green, fat, red and thin'." ”

Xiaoqing's eyes widened and said, "Why can't you pull it out?" ”

Li Qingzhao glanced at Fulu and said coquettishly: "Fulu makes me happy again." ”

Fu Lu squeezed her eyes at Li Qingzhao.

It was another day, the sunrise in the early morning, was spreading the warmth to all corners of the Li Mansion, early in the morning, Li's mother entered the house with the decoction, and saw Li Qingzhao holding the painting and looking at it stupidly, and couldn't help but be helpless and happy, and said: "My little girl is really an infatuated woman." Then he shouted: "Qingzhao, take the medicine." ”

Li Qingzhao saw that his mother was looking at him with medicine, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed, hurriedly threw the painting aside, barely squeezed out a smile, and said, "Mother is here." ”

Mother Li handed the medicine to Li Qingzhao, and said helplessly: "Mother knows your thoughts, you can do it yourself." ”

Li Qingzhao heard that Fulu guessed that his mother was helping him, but he didn't expect his mother to say this in person, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed and exclaimed, "Really? ”

Mother Li was taken aback by her words and said, "What are you making such a fuss about?" ”

Li Qingzhao grinned and said: "I scared my mother, Qingzhao will make amends with you." ”

Mother Li also shook her head helplessly, and said to herself: "This little girl is really, the older she is, the less she looks like a woman." ”

Li Qingzhao was happy in his heart, and said that the orders of his parents in ancient times and the words of the matchmaker could not be disobeyed, but he was a good parent. Although Mother Li is not famous in history, her goddaughter's method is extremely correct.

After drinking the medicine, Li Qingzhao suddenly felt much more comfortable, and there was no longer the headache of yesterday, and when her mother was far away, she hurriedly instructed Fu Lu: "Take my coat, I want to go out." ”

Fulu was going to stop it, but seeing that the young lady was so Yaxing, and her injuries were almost healed, she obeyed the order to get it.

In the early morning of spring, the Li Mansion was full of life. Li Qingzhao was in front and Fu Lu was behind, and the two walked to the front of the lobby, but saw that the lobby was empty, Li Qingzhao thought that maybe his father was not there, and his mother went elsewhere. Immediately, Li Qingzhao went to the hall, walked to the front of the hall, and saw the green plum on the side, and suddenly became shy, touched the face with one hand, and touched the green plum with the other.

Behind her, looking at her shy face, he carefully observed her appearance, looked at it for a long time, and did not see any movement from Li Qingzhao, and then looked at himself, holding pen and ink, his arms were sore, and he stepped forward and said, "Miss, noon is almost over." ”

Li Qingzhao turned around and asked, "What did you say?" ”

Fu Lu stretched her arm forward, stretched out the pen and ink in front of Li Qingzhao, and said, "Miss, you are happy, Fu Lu's arm is about to break." Haven't you remembered anything yet? ”

Li Qingzhao felt a little ashamed and said, "Then you can put it on the table." ”

In fact, Li Qingzhao and Fulu Xiaoqing and other maidservants have played since childhood, and they are all called sisters, so they don't care about small etiquette and small festivals, unless Li Qingzhao loses his temper, they usually talk to each other. Therefore, Fu Lu always jokes about Li Qingzhao like a sister and is not informal.

Li Qingzhao said a few words to Fu Lu, and then recalled the scene when Zhao Mingcheng came to the house that day, because of her shyness, some of her details were slightly forgotten, and some didn't care at the time, so he looked at Fu Lu and asked: "Fu Lu, when Zhao Gongzi came that day, did he have any too restrained actions?" ”

When Fu Lu heard this, he turned around and smiled: "Zhao Gongzi has nothing, but Miss You, you are very restrained." When I came out of it, I forgot to put on my shoes, and even the hairpin fell off halfway, so I was a wolf. ”

"What?" Li Qingzhao is even more shy, a woman's family is so ugly in front of her sweetheart, how will she face him in the future?

"But don't be afraid, Miss." Fu Lu's face was originally calm, but suddenly his face changed, and he smiled like the rising sun, and said: "Zhao Gongzi is a young lady when he sees it, as for what etiquette is not polite, it doesn't matter if he is ugly or not." ”

When Li Qingzhao heard this, he was comforted by the heart, no matter whether Fu Lu was right or not, his heart was indeed a lot more relaxed.

"Do you still want to write it?" Seeing that Li Qingzhao's face was a little happy, Fu Lu asked tentatively.

Li Qingzhao lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then raised his head again and said, "Write, why don't you write." Take the pen. ”

Seeing that Li Qingzhao was so refreshing, Fu Lu thought that he must have been inspired, so he immediately responded: "Yes, Miss." ”

Li Qingzhao picked up the pen, looked up at Qingmei, lowered his head again, spread a handkerchief on the wooden board, and wrote with a pen:

Purse your lips

Kick off the swing and get up and straighten your slender hands. Lunon flowers are thin, thin sweat and light clothes.

Seeing the guests entering, the socks slipped through the golden hairpins. and ashamed to go, leaning on the door and looking back, but sniffing the green plums.

The place where the pen is full of softness, so that the dew watching from the side can deeply feel Li Qingzhao's joy and shyness.

After Li Qingzhao finished writing, he still muttered in his mouth: "But I sniffed the green plums, but, but I ......"

Before she finished speaking, she said: "Miss smells green plums, but she thinks that they are not green plums." ”

Li Qingzhao was told that his mind was broken, so he turned his head and said, "What do you know?" ”

Fu Lu said: "I don't understand, I don't understand Miss's 'green, fat, red and thin', I don't understand that Miss saw Zhao Gongzi but sniffed the green plum, and I don't understand that when the young lady smelled the green plum, she turned around and peeked at Zhao Gongzi." ”

At the end, she said the three words "Zhao Gongzi" in an extremely heavy voice, which made Li Qingzhao's face blush to his ears. However, Fulu is her friend, so it doesn't hurt for her to guess what she thinks, so Li Qingzhao stopped arguing about anything, smiled slightly, looked at the lobby, and thought to herself:

"Zhao Gongzi, on the day of the appointment, Qing Zhaoding personally handed over this word to you. At this time, Qingzhao is only waiting for the day of the appointment. ”