When Jiang Mei woke up, it was already night, and when she opened her eyes slightly, she saw that Yinxin had been kneeling beside her.

Seeing her wake up, Yinxin's fair face was immediately filled with a smile: "Miss, you're awake!" Hungry, I've made you something to eat. As he spoke, he brought a plate over, let Jiang Mei take a sip of water first, and then let her taste the dim sum she had made.

"Mmmm, it's delicious, you add a taste of rosemary!" Jiang Mei praised. While eating, Jiang Mei felt that it was wise for her to bring initiation, otherwise she would have fainted from hunger along the way.

"Exactly, seeing that the young lady's spirit is not very good, I used refreshing anthers." Initiation replied with a wink.

Jiang Mei nodded, she suddenly remembered that she had slept in the carriage, and now she woke up and was already on the couch in the cabin.

So he asked, "How did I get to the couch?" ”

Yin Xin sneered, pursed his lips, smiled without saying a word, but in his mind, he recalled the situation when Mu Shizi and Qi Gongzi reached out to hug their young lady at the same time in the afternoon, Mu Shizi was a gentle person, and when he saw that Yu Qi was going to hug her, he gave way.

Jiang Mei frowned and looked at her impatiently: "Do you like to talk about it or not!" ”

Jiang Mei is Jiang Mei, she has no habit of forcing others.

After all, Yinxin smiled helplessly: "Miss slept very soundly, and I couldn't help it, and then it was the Seventh Prince who carried Miss to the boat." She chuckled softly.

Jiang Mei's face immediately turned slightly red when she heard this, how could it be him? Jiang Mei felt a sense of loss in her heart, but she didn't want to ask Yinxin too much, so she got up and walked out of the cabin.

She leaned on the mast, breathed in the fresh air, listened to the sound of Jiang Tao, and suddenly felt refreshed.

As soon as she looked up, she saw half a bright moon hanging high in the night sky, and pieces of clouds and smoke drifted through it, ethereal and light, and the faint moonlight illuminated the rushing water, and the river floated one after another sparkling.

"Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad. Look at each other for the moon-shaped, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal. She leaned quietly against the railing and whispered, as if there was a faint sadness, and there seemed to be only a dull and indifferent feeling.

"What a 'only envy mandarin ducks and not envy immortals'!" A clear voice sounded behind him.

Jiang Mei turned her head to look when she heard the sound, and saw him standing tall in a white shirt, his hands behind his back, his sleeves fluttering with the river breeze, his face was moist and smiling, and the silver moonlight shone on his face, more like a fairy in the world. If she just remembered that poem casually, then at this moment she really felt the loneliness of 'only envying mandarin ducks and not envying immortals'.

Seeing that she was silent, Mu Xiaohe approached her and said softly: "I didn't scare you!" ”

Jiang Mei shook her head slightly, and then the two of them stood on the bow of the boat together, watching the night.

"I have always felt that the girl is an indifferent and elegant person, and she doesn't seem to eat fireworks in the world, but now she has such a feeling, which surprises me!" Mu Xiaohe looked at the landscape in front of him and said leisurely.

Jiang Mei smiled bitterly when she heard this, she really didn't know how to reply to him, "It's just casual talk." She had to say just that.

Mu Xiaohe glanced down at her, endured it for a long time, and decided to speak: "The girl seems to have reached the age when she should be married, why has she been alone?" ”

When Mu Xiaohe asked this, on the side of the cabin, a cyan figure listened attentively.

Jiang Mei was stunned for a moment, looked up at him, her expression was a little complicated, fortunately the night was dark and silent, and Mu Xiaohe was not easy to notice her expression.

Jiang Mei's eyes gradually covered with a layer of mist, and she was silent for a long time, and Fang replied: "I had a marriage contract when I was young, and then I ......."

Jiang Mei pursed her lips, and the corners of her mouth pulled up a wry smile, but she didn't know how to talk about it.

And behind her, Xiao Moheng, who was standing far away in the dark, tightened her heartstrings.

"Later, what happened?" Mu Xiaohe tilted his head sideways to visit her, and saw her standing proudly in the wind, her hair fluttering in the wind, as clear as the independence of the world.

"He followed the imperial court to fight on the border, and after that, there was no news....... "She looked at the river motionless, her voice seemed to float out from between her teeth, low and weak. Even if I make up a poignant excuse, all the love is true,

Mu Xiao and his heart slammed instantly, and there was an inexplicable sense of heartbreak and loss. The feeling he had when he first saw Jiang Mei seemed to have returned, and he was in a trance, so he had to shake his head slightly, trying to calm himself.

At that moment, Jiang Mei seemed to hear the long sigh behind her....but she didn't look back....all her indifference and helplessness were drowned in the surging river.

After a long time, Mu Xiaohe found his voice back: "I didn't expect you and me to be sick and sympathetic..." Even if he is going to marry Pei Lanying, when he thinks of that little figure, those unforgettable times, bit by bit, are carved into his heart, he can't touch it, he can't forget it, the pain has never decreased, and the wound has never healed.

All his throbbing and heartbeats had been given to the heroic girl who lived fourteen years ago.

After the two were silent for a moment, Jiang Mei remembered the sound of a flute in her ears, and the corners of her mouth chuckled, at this moment, what she wanted most was his flute sound.

It is in the dead of night, the moon is like practice, shining on the earth, all the qiē are wrapped in the light moon and water mist, the green peaks on both sides of the river are towering, the ships are against the wind and waves, and the clear sound of a few splashes sets off the quiet and tranquility of the moment.

No one made a sound, no one disturbed, only two indifferent figures stood on the bow of the boat, one slender and elegant, the other tall and lonely, both immersed in the memories and sadness of "The Past is Hard to Chase".

The music style under Huaying's guzheng is even more indifferent, and "The Past is Hard to Chase" under Mu Xiao and Zhu Xiao adds a bit of sadness.

Suddenly, Jiang Mei heard a wisp of Xun behind her, and when she looked back, she saw Hua Ying, who was wearing a blue shirt, holding Xun with both hands, her eyes blowing calmly, and she was just right to harmonize with Mu Xiaohe's bamboo flute.

Xiao Moheng leaned his head against the cabin and listened quietly, silently. The four of them were immersed in their own grief.

After a long time, the song ended, Hua Ying slowly moved and walked towards the bow of the boat,

"Jiang Yue looks similar every year, and the people of the dynasty are different every year..."Hua Ying's black eyes are like a pearl, shining brightly under the cover of the moonlight.

Mu Xiaohe just looked at her quietly, and there was no emotion on his calm face.

Jiang Mei gradually walked behind the two, she lowered her head, looked at her steps, and her face was as calm as water.

"No matter how old the years are, Qingshan will not change, that person will still be that person after all..."

After she dropped a sentence, she went straight into the cabin, leaving Mu Xiao and Hua Ying looking at each other in pairs.

Hua Ying's heart ached when she heard this, and when she saw Mu Xiaohe looking at her stupidly, Yingying's eyes almost oozed water droplets, she quickly turned her head and ran into the cabin.

Fortunately, Jiang Mei hired a big ship, and there were several cabins on board, and after Jiang Mei walked in, Xiao Moheng also followed. (To be continued.) )