The rose of April opened thanks, thanks, opened, opened, emerald red, just like the years in this world, ?an ?e?n ?en'org

Fu Geng turned into the sandwich road from Qianhu, holding the petals on his shoulder, and twisted out a Sichuan character between his eyebrows.

The congratulatory guests in front of him were crowded, and the big flower hall was already lively to the point of unbearable, he was annoyed, and he really didn't want to go to the front to listen to those words, and after saying goodbye to Fu Zhuang, he simply avoided the hanging flower door.

After all, it is Fu Cong who is married today, and the long room is the most important, and if his third uncle shows up a few times, no one will notice.

There was no wind in the corridor, and the sun was climbing on the wall, and a wide golden flag was held high so high that people couldn't open their eyes. He walked a little hot, and untied the dark green robe on the cover, revealing the indigo green robe inside, and the silver thread under the hem of the shirt was wrapped around the crab shell green, evoking the shadow of the forest and bamboo, and the thousands of branches and leaves floated in vain, falling together in the light, as if swaying with the wind.

"Shanqiao......" he raised his head and called out, and then he stopped his breath again.

He forgot that there were too many people today, and Shanqiao was borrowed by the chief steward to entertain guests, and he was so busy that there was only one field left beside him, but he was also going to pick up things with Fu Zhuang.

Fu Geng shook his head, put the robe on his arm, and with a turn of his eyes, he saw the petals on his shoulder.

The pink rose petals quietly rested on the indigo shirt, like a pink butterfly with wings, and with a flick of his hand, the pink butterfly flew out, pulling people's eyes, as if you couldn't help but look at it.

It's just that there are thousands of people and things in this world. Where can it withstand scrutiny and in-depth study? The more gorgeous the appearance, the more dark and ugly it is.

Fu Geng's brows tightened.

He remembered Fu Jun's words that she occasionally revealed some time ago, as well as the play she asked him to play with Yuan Ke today.

Fu Jun is investigating color blindness, and he also knows about it. Today, he and Yuan Ke listened to Fu Jun's arrangement, one was green and the other was red, if there was no secret here, he would not believe it anyway.

It's just that his daughter has always been very tight-mouthed, if she doesn't want to say it. He couldn't figure out why.

Somehow. Fu Geng's heart floated with some vague uneasiness, and he always felt that the flowers and splendid spring of Pingnanhou were only afraid that they would not last long.

I had this thought in my heart. He walked more and more absent-mindedly. When you hear the sound of gurgling water in your ears. Only then did he realize that he was already standing on the edge of the shallow stream in the Wendi Annex, and his eyes were in a array, and they were red and falling. The clear stream was littered with countless pink butterflies, and the stone steps were full of them, covered with snow, but the east wind rolled evenly.

Fu Geng couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He originally wanted to go back to Qiuxiju, but he didn't want to come here instead, and Qiuxiju was in two directions, and it seemed that he was thinking too much.

After a slight pause, he turned around and walked towards the flower barrier.

There are many female guests today, and this must be the time when the bride enters the cave room, and Qinghu Villa must be very lively. Although this Wendi annex has always been rarely visited, it is not a place to avoid people, and this time coincides with the flowering period, the dome built by the rose frame is not a lot of interest, in case it is like the last time, in this quiet flower benefits to meet a few uninvited guests, but it is also very beautiful.

Thinking like this, Fu Geng's steps became even faster.

It is better for him to return to Qiuxi as soon as possible, which is located in the westernmost part of the Hou Mansion, and there are still people guarding the intersection, which is much more worry-free than here.

With these thoughts in his heart, he quickened his pace and walked in the direction of the flower barrier, and when he reached the exit of the flower barrier, he suddenly saw a flower in front of him, and suddenly there was a person out there.

Fu Geng stopped suddenly.

The people who came must have never thought that there were people here, and they were stunned.

After a positive look at each other, Fu Geng suddenly felt that the person opposite was familiar.

The woman in front of her was wearing a honey-colored gown, only a hibiscus gold hairpin was tied in her hair, an apricot yellow brocade belt was tied to her waist, and a mutton fat jade double ring was hanging on her head, and the long tassel knotted was hanging down on the skirt, her complexion was white and greasy, and her face was beautiful.

Yan Mo obviously recognized Fu Geng as well, and there was a flash of embarrassment on her face.

The two people stood opposite each other, and there was a sense of absurdity and ridicule in their hearts at the same time.

After a pause, Fu Geng finally nodded slightly, and said in a harmonious voice: "Miss Yan." ”

Yan Mo hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and squatted down to salute: "Master Fu." ”

Fu Geng sideways to avoid it, Yan Mo also stood up straight, hung his head and stood at the exit of the flower barrier, for a while, neither of them spoke

The wind blew through the roses, and some fine powder snow rose in the air, swept the tassels under the jade ring, and slid away from the hem of the indigo robe.

Fu Geng's feet moved slightly, he took two steps back, and suddenly heard the young woman's squeaking voice from the flower barrier.

He glanced sideways at Yan Mo, and then glanced in the direction of the flower barrier, and there was a little suspicion in his eyes.

The scene here is really familiar.

Yan Mo also heard the voice, and the expression on her face became a little embarrassed. She squatted on her side to Fu Geng again, and her low voice also came with the wind: "Master Fu, forgive me." After saying that, a thin layer of red finally appeared on his face.

Fu Geng's expression was slightly sluggish, and he turned his gaze away a little helplessly, and took a few steps back without a trace, separating himself from Yan Mo at an appropriate distance.

Needless to say, this Yan girl must have come here to avoid people again.

It is also said that she is already old, but she is still alone with her sister-in-law, and she is easy to be gossiped about, especially on an occasion like today, those seven aunts and eight aunts are idle, don't you just hold on to this talk?

Fu Geng's eyebrows frowned.

This is really afraid of something, he shouldn't be distracted, but now it's not easy to get out.

Yan Mo breathed a sigh of relief in her heart at this time.

Although Fu Geng's expression was very cold, he didn't show disgust, and when he spoke, he was also gentle, which made her feel a lot more relieved. At this moment, she only wanted to avoid those long-tongued women, so she squatted down to Fu Geng again. The voice was still very low, and he said "thank you".

She was actually extremely embarrassed.

was embarrassed twice, and both crashed into the eyes of the same person, and that's okay, but last time she was smart and recognized the dignified prince and young master as a servant.

Since getting the news from Fu Zhen that day, every time she thinks about the past, Yan Mo will sweat half of her body.

The man who looks like a fairy and has two temples and snow should be the same person as the legendary Fu Saburo, but she has a pair of white eyes. He made the mistake of judging people by their appearance. In other words, he made the mistake of taking people by clothes, and he was so disrespectful to this Master Fu, if Fu Geng is a calculating. I'm afraid that I'm already going to speak out at this time.

But I didn't think about it. He's not the same as the legend suggests. Although people are colder, they are gentle and tight.

Yan Mo quietly rolled her eyes. glanced in Fu Geng's direction.

is standing under this warm breeze like this, this prince and young master really has a bit of a humble gentleman's appearance, and the legendary "Fu Buxi" is not at all like it.

Yan Mo was slightly distracted, and it wasn't until the sound of talking from the flower barrier became louder that she turned back to her thoughts.

At this time, the women in the flower barrier thought that they had turned the corner, and their voices were very clear, and the whispers that came from the wind could not help but be embarrassed in the ears of the two people here.

“…… According to me, you should stop the idea of renewing the strings for your cousin," a somewhat flamboyant voice said, sounding like he was in his early twenties, but there was a kind of old-fashioned flavor in that tone, mixed with a little contempt: "Although the Yan girl is not bad, but the Yan family is a merchant, this is just that, the Yan family is now very ruined, if the family is successful, which family will not be able to stick to the body in the future?" Even troubles are indispensable to you, so why do you bother to find this sin? ”

Her words attracted a burst of echoes of approval, and then a delicate voice sighed, and took over the conversation: "Alas, Miss Yan is really a poor person, she has no mother when she is a child, and her father left early, and now she has a stepmother who looks like a child, and she can't use it at all, and she has to pull a brother who can't make a difference, and there are several rooms in the family living together, and it's not easy to live this life......"

The person who spoke listened to the voice very gently, but he didn't want to be a keen person to say, and he knew a lot about the affairs of the Yan family.

These words naturally aroused the sighs of the women, and some people laughed and said: "Yo, listening to you say this, this Yan family is also very lively, this big family lives in one place, and those trivial things are indispensable." ”

As soon as the women heard this, they immediately started a heated discussion again, you said a word to me, and said a lot about the Yan family, and when it came to the lively place, they laughed out loud, and the laughter shook so much that the flowers on the shelf also swayed gently.

Yan Mo froze, her face turned red and white, and she didn't know what expression to make.

No matter how tired she is of that family, but after all, her surname is Yan, but these people treat her family affairs as jokes, and their tone is extremely sarcastic and contemptuous, how can people listen to it and endure it?

Her expression was already cold, and her deep eyebrows and eyes were extremely heavy, reminiscent of the wind blowing in the cold spring season.

She squatted on Fu Geng's side, took a long breath, turned around and wanted to walk back.

Who would have thought, as soon as she took a step, a shadow of indigo suddenly passed around her, and a faint fragrance of dragon birthday passed through her nose.

She paused and looked sideways.

At this moment, Fu Geng had already crossed by her, and turned into the flower barrier, and the dark green smock on his arm crossed the green leaf and powder, and suddenly disappeared, only the residual fragrance of the dragon's birthday in the air lingered.

The women in the flower barrier were chatting about the benefits, but Meng Keli heard footsteps from the other end, and then a man's low coughing sounded. All the women were taken aback, and they stopped talking one after another, and followed the prestige.

In the shade of flowers, there is a beautiful figure, the green shirt is as clean as bamboo, the sleeves seem to carry the wind, and the shoulders are carrying a few pieces of light pink and crimson Luoying, handsome and beautiful, the temples are snowy, but the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes contain a little vicissitudes, standing at the corner of the flower barrier, but this shelf of bright and delicate brilliant spring light has been compared to vulgar powder.

All the women were stunned, and after a while, a slight inhalation sound sounded intermittently.

"I'm presumptuous." The man opened his mouth, and his voice was extremely moving, like a flick of his fingers and a gentle breeze sweeping the water, and he smiled sideways.

The sound of inhalation sounded again in the flower barrier, and the silence lasted for a long time, and finally someone in the crowd made a sound.

Fu ...... Tutor...... My lord?! Although the sound was not loud, it was enough to wake up the group of women who were like falling into a dream.

"Who is he......" There was a slight inquiry, but the person next to him pulled him hard and suppressed the voice.

"Under Fu Geng." Flicking his sleeves freely, Fu Geng simply admitted his identity.

At this moment, everyone's faces changed again.

They had all heard of Fu Sanlang's name, and one or two had seen him, and those who called out Master Fu recognized him.

Everyone reacted here, they came to Pingnanhou Mansion as guests, this Fu Sanlang, isn't it the third master of Pingnanhou Mansion?

As soon as they thought of this, everyone couldn't care about being in a daze, and they were busy squatting to salute, and in an instant, they were tall and short, red and green, and swept away the embarrassment of Fang Cai.

Fu Geng stood at the corner, always keeping a long distance from this group of women, and saluted them from afar, with a very pleasant demeanor. Only those who are familiar with him will know that he is extremely impatient at this moment.

The reason why he showed up just now was because he was afraid that as soon as that Yan girl showed up, she would be able to quarrel with this group of people. Is there an end to the woman's quarrel, and how will he get out of it then? It's better to take the lead and scare away these broken-mouthed women, so that he can return to Qiuxi House as soon as possible.

At this moment, if he shows up, he will not stay here anymore if he has some success in his heart.

Sure enough, after those women saw the ceremony, a few of them smiled and said their annoyance to Fu Geng, and their expressions couldn't help but be a little panicked.

The beautiful man in front of him is charming, but they all know that this is the master of the seedling, and what he does is the errand of impeaching officials and rectifying the rule of officials. Today, they are talking about right and wrong behind their backs, and Fu Sanlang heard about it, in case he joins his husband in the name of "not governing the family strictly", they will not be able to do well.

With such thoughts, the women did not dare to stay any longer, so one of the oldest temple ladies came forward, said a few polite words, and left together.

Fu Geng took a slight breath, and waited until the smell of fat powder in the wind faded a little, then he dusted off his sleeves and secretly breathed a few breaths.

As the group of women walked away, there was a faint sound behind him of the rubbing of the fabric, and if you listened closely, you could hear the tassel tapping against the hem of the skirt.

He raised his eyebrows, didn't look back, brushed Luoying off his shoulder, and said to no one: "Take a step ahead." After a pause, he added: "Miss Yan, please stay less." With that, he waved the sleeves of his robe and strode around the corner.

Yan Mo only had time to catch a glimpse of the hem of indigo's clothes, brushing the green leaves and falling Ying, and then disappeared.

She involuntarily stopped.

At that glance, only to see that a touch of cold color swept over the shelves full of flowers, light and fast, if the paint on the sketch was stretched out, then the painting was messy, glamorous, and made people's hearts tremble for no reason.

She opened her mouth, but the word "Xie" was swallowed up by the fragrance of flowers, and Huer filled her mouth and nose, all the way into her heart.

At that moment, she felt that her breath was burned by the fragrance of this flower, and the world was full of spring, as if urging some vines and green vines to grow in the bottom of people's hearts...... (To be continued.) )