"She, she's finally leaving the grassland, leaving me......" Aya's eyes were empty, and he let go of the hands that were holding Brother's shoulders and arms. Now that it's gone, why bother to leave the handwriting? After that, in an instant, a red note was just a snowflake scattered on the ground, fluttering lightly.

For Long Yu's sudden departure, everyone secretly choked their hearts, only Aye Solang finally grabbed a pair of sideways eyebrows after skipping a delicate and mean golden hairpin.

*****

The water pavilion is on the platform, sitting in the high pavilion, dancing the piano and raising your eyes to see the flowers fall in front of the court.

It is a person who only says that the talented woman of the Liuyun Flower Workshop is a peerless good color. Dance a song away from the song, light and tactful like Qingping; Twist a strand of green silk, and the waist is like a flowing orchid slim ruler; Looking back, it seems that the flowing water is turning and closing, and there are also Qinglian stepping on it smartly, and the light gauze is full of laughter and veins. In less than three months, Qianmo caused a sensation in the capital, and many princes, generals, and noble sons heard about it. Every time I only see it once in 14 or 5 days, it is a lonely field, and it is full. At that time, the large and small shops and grocery stores in the capital traded and bought and sold thousands of empty alleys, all gathered in front of the steps of the Liuyun Flower Workshop, and the women in the workshop who were surrounded several times were not allowed to leave the house, and the carpenters who had also been called to repair were mostly reinforced with a few more rows on the worn wooden edge.

I want to ask all the high-rise buildings in the square who are sitting freely, dressed in splendid silk and silk; The people in the market can shuttle between the banquets by themselves, and the white robes are fluttering; There are also crowds on the wooden steps outside the square, and the crowd is bustling. Have you ever seen the true face of the fairy Qianmo? Some people say that Qianmo makeup is as smart as the clear water in the queen mother's Tianchi, and the pulse is moving; Some said that she lifted her red lips under the veil and sniffed the sandalwood; The outside world has different opinions, and Fang Niang only said with a smile:

Qian Mo is greedy and lonely, her nature is like water, and she has a little cinnabar tears in the corners of her eyes, covering her face with a light veil, and never showing people.

But on the day before the eleventh day of the month or the seventh day of the month, the market will receive a flood of gifts, just to get a glimpse of the fairy. Every time I see Qianmo standing silently in front of the mirror and ignoring the hustle and bustle of the outside world, Fang Niang will always caress the delicate and blooming wreaths and the silver of the white flowers and sigh frequently.

"Qianmo, what can you tell your mother to say about you? How can you put this lot of silver and don't want it, even if your vision is high, that good youth and beautiful face are not for you to squander, but it is not good to pick a wishful handsome man to tie his heart. Taking advantage of the fact that you are in this capital, you are ...... at that time," Fang Niang couldn't help but start to persuade Qianmo, "It's not that you are like the girl in Liuxiang next to the West Street, but just show your face with the women in our square, if you don't want to see people frequently, then show your face occasionally." That's all negotiable! ”

Liuyunfang is a serious flower workshop, there are three kinds of people who come and go, one is the princes and nobles who sit upstairs, one is the scholarly family who sits and talks and laughs during the banquet, and the other is the wealthy family who often comes and goes in a hurry. And those ordinary people or families who have no status, power, and money to rely on are not allowed to enter the table and sit down. Especially in the past two or three months, Qianmo's reputation has become far and wide, and many literati and aristocratic sons have come to look for it when they smell the incense, and Fang Niang has raised the requirements for the eleventh and seventh days of each month. It can be described as carefully selected, sometimes there are dignitaries and dignitaries, and many seats need to be booked a day in advance, and if you book late, you will not be able to enter.

Qian Mo just got up slowly, stopped talking, and finally walked out of the attic with Fang Niang's body. "Mother forgot jì, today is not eleven or twenty-seven."

"This girl!" Fang Niang looked at Qian Mo, who had already left, and was sad again, "Thanks to my Fang Niang's kindness to save you and keep you in the workshop, otherwise your little life would have been washed away by the river, where is there still today's prosperous days to enjoy?!" ”