Zhao Xiu stirred the water in the pool and swam to the edge of the pool leaning towards the window, wanting to hear more truthfully.

The sound of the flute was melodious, and it seemed to come from the east. And the east side of the temple is ...... Is it Merlin?

It was a song that Zhao Xiu was unfamiliar with, but the melody was beautiful and in the middle of the turn, and it seemed to have a little lingering meaning. In this cold winter night, the surroundings are silent, and the sound of the flute becomes clearer and clearer.

Bihan couldn't help but sigh: "This flute is so good." Bilian thought more: "Who is playing the flute?" This is the Zhuangzi of the Guangping Palace. At night, who dares to play the flute and disturb people's dreams? ”

Zhao Xiu lay on the edge of the pool and said with a smile: "No matter who plays it, soaking in the hot spring and listening to the flute is also a pleasure in the world." I don't think the sound of this flute is very loud, maybe it can help with hypnosis. ”

At the end of the song, the sound of the flute stopped faintly, as if it dissipated in the air, but Zhao Xiu had a feeling of lingering sound, and he was still unfinished. A gust of wind blew, and the red plums in the courtyard shook a few times, and then sprinkled red snow on the ground.

Bi Lian's voice sounded on the other end of the soup house: "It's almost time. Girl, don't soak for too long, beware of dizziness. ”

Zhao Xiu quickly got out of the soup pool, dried the water on his body, changed into a dry and clean middle coat, put on a wide cotton robe, put on the soft and comfortable cotton shoes worn indoors, and then went to wash his face and rinse his mouth. Bihan hurriedly dried her clothes and came over to dry her hair. She waved her hand: "I pulled up my hair before I went into the water, it was only a little wet, and it dried after sitting in the front room for a while." Hurry up and get dressed and don't catch a cold. ”

When Bilian and Bihan put on warm clothes, they still have to clean up the mess of the soup house. Although tomorrow morning. The rough mothers-in-law in the courtyard of Luomei would come to clean the soup house, but their clothes were not easy for outsiders to clean up. Zhao Xiu saw that the two of them began to fetch clean spring water and prepare their clothes, so he waved at them: "I'll go back first." When you're done, remember to come back quickly. As soon as the hot spring water is released, the house will cool down, but don't chill yourself. ”

Bi Lian smiled: "Don't worry, girl, it's not the first time for us." But the girl, who was wearing only a robe, should hurry back to the house. ”

Zhao Xiu walked out of the soup house with a smile and closed the door for them with his backhand. When I walked into the glass verandah, my spirits were lifted.

Although the sides of this verandah are equipped with glass windows to keep out the cold wind. But for ventilation, there are vents every ten feet above the verandah. The night is cold, and she usually doesn't feel it, but now she is walking alone in the porch. But I could feel the chill seeping into my clothes from all directions. Trying to get into her. Fortunately, she had just come out of the hot springs, and her whole body was warm, and the cold wind was not yet blowing.

But even so, she didn't dare to take it lightly. She hastened her pace and walked through the passageway, intending to return to the warm main house.

At that moment, something fluttered in from the other side of the fence and landed in the half of the courtyard where the plum blossoms were planted. Zhao Xiu stopped. When I looked closely, I saw that it was a snow-white pigeon. He was stepping on the red plum petals that were spread all over the ground, jumping and jumping on the ground, as if he was carrying something behind him.

Zhao Xiu looked at the pigeon a few times with some hesitation, only to see that it flew up again, and then stopped closer to her, staring at her with a pair of bright little eyes, as if hinting at something. At this time, she also saw more clearly, the pigeon was really tied to something, it was a long object, about three or four inches long, the thickness of chopsticks, but I didn't know what it was.

This is the hot spring Zhuangzi of the Quang Binh Palace. There are no outsiders in the village. The person who would play the flute in Merlin just now, Zhao Xiu had a faint guess, but he couldn't be sure if it was that person. But now that she sees this pigeon, she is even more determined.

What kind of medicine is sold in Gaozhen gourd? What can't you say to her face during the day, but you have to sneak outside her yard at night to play the flute and let a pigeon come in to deliver a letter?

Zhao Xiu tightened his cotton robe, looked left and right, and saw that no one was paying attention, so he carefully opened the small door leading to the courtyard.

The moment the door opened, the cold wind poured into the verandah, and she shivered greatly. She quickened her pace, trotted to the pigeon, and hesitated for a moment before reaching out to untie the thing on its back. The pigeon was very obedient and let her move, and as soon as the thing was untied, it had completed its mission, and it flapped its wings very humanely, and flew away again.

Zhao Xiu immediately ran back with his things, closed the small door tightly, and then returned to the bedroom in the Xinuan Pavilion as fast as he could.

The big kang was already hot, she took off her cotton robe, shrunk into the quilt, and the warmth came up from under her, making her sigh involuntarily. There is a small kang table in the corner of the kang, and there is an oil lamp on it. Zhao Xiu moved over, and by the light, took out the thing that was untied from the pigeon's back and looked at it, trying to find out what secret it had.

However, the truth disappointed her. It was like a twig, a thin strip of wood, with no secrets, no mezzanine, no hollow, nothing.

Zhao Xiu threw the small branch on the kang table with some anger, thinking that if this incident was not a coincidence, Gao Zhen must be deliberately playing with her, otherwise he was in such a big battle, and he was a flute and a pigeon, and he sent her this small branch, wouldn't it mean anything?

Or is it ...... He is not the one who plays the flute, and he is not the one who put the pigeons?

Zhao Xiu was thinking about it, and Bilian Bihan came back. They were in a very good mood, if they weren't worried that they would make a noise to the Dongnuan Pavilion, they might have laughed out loud.

Bihan quickly got on the kang and stretched her waist to sleep. Bilian was more careful, the candles inside and outside had been checked, and the doors and windows that should have been locked were also locked, so she was relieved to come back with the lamp, and went to see Zhao Xiu in the room.

Zhao Xiu was sulking on the pillow, Bilian came over to blow out the oil lamp for her, caught a glimpse of the small branch on the kang table, and asked suspiciously: "Where did the girl pick up this thorn and come back?" If it's useless, I'll throw it away for the girl, right? ”

"Thorn?" Zhao Xiu sat up straight suddenly, "You said this is Jingtiao?" Isn't it a twig? ”

Bi Lian smiled: "Why can't the girl even recognize Jing Tiao?" It was truncated, and the thorn was cut off. Wash the outer skin and it will become like this. ”

Zhao Xiu immediately figured it out, and a smile appeared on his face. She gripped the wattle in her hand again. waved to Bilian: "You go to sleep, I will put this thing away." ”

Bilian suspiciously blew out the lights and left. Zhao Xiu shrank into the quilt, holding the small wattle in his hand, and secretly bit the corner of the quilt and smiled.

Small, I actually called a pigeon to help you stage the drama of "guilty of guilt", do you dare to be more sincere?!

A good night's sleep. Early the next morning, Zhao Xiu woke up. I just feel refreshed. Could this be the effect of hot springs? Why hadn't she thought about going for a soak before going to bed? Zhao Xiu immediately decided to soak again tonight.

When she was dressed, she went to Dongnuan Pavilion to see her grandmother Zhang. Seeing that Zhang's face was also spiritual, he smiled and said, "It seems that soaking in the hot spring before going to bed at night is particularly good for sleeping." Grandmother must have slept well last night, right? ”

Zhang smiled and nodded: "It's really good." Then he was in a trance: "I had a dream last night, when your grandfather was there." In the evening, my husband and wife drank tea and ate snacks in the garden. Listen to the little drama flute and sing songs. Your grandfather didn't think it was interesting enough, but he still had the patience to listen to it with me. In the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed. I haven't thought about it in years. ”

Zhao Xiu blinked, remembering the flute sound last night, and felt that it was better not to talk too much.

Aunt Mei asked to see her outside the door with a smile, and Zhao Xiu hurriedly greeted her: "Aunt Mei came so early today?" Is breakfast ready at this time? ”

Aunt Mei smiled: "I have to wait a little longer for breakfast, and the little one came here to bring flowers to the girl." ”

"Send flowers?" Zhao Xiu was a little puzzled. Looking at her hand, sure enough, it was not a suitcase containing food. Instead, it was a basket made of grass and willow, which was filled with a large bouquet of moon flowers, including bright red, rose red, and flesh pink, bright and colorful, delicate and delicate, and I couldn't help but be surprised and delighted.

Zhang came out of the Dongnuan Pavilion and was very surprised to see the basket of moon seasons: "How did you send flowers?" ”

Aunt Mei said with a smile: "This is specially sent by someone from the flower room, saying that when Miss Zhao passed by the flower room yesterday, they praised their beautiful planting, so they specially picked a basket early this morning and sent it to Miss Zhao." Whether the girl puts them in a bottle or a hairpin on her head, they are all excellent, and they have a fragrance. ”

Zhao Xiu blinked, remembering that she didn't say anything to the people in the flower room yesterday, only said to Gao Zhen that she liked Yueji, and the person who sent the flowers could never be anyone else except Gao Zhen. She bit her lip, rolled her eyes, and said nothing.

Zhang smiled and said to Aunt Mei: "This is really too polite, what does her little child know?" Seeing that the flowers were growing well, he casually boasted. Such a good flower should still be sent to the prince and the prince. ”

Aunt Mei smiled and said: "Old Madam Zhao said that she laughed, the prince and the prince have always been mediocre about these flowers and plants, but in the past, when the princess was there, she often asked people to fetch them. Now the people in the flower house have planted good flowers, and few people appreciate them, but they are the daily supply of the palace and the village, and there is no other use for it, and it is a pity to put it in vain. Since Miss Zhao likes it, the people in the flower room also miss the girl's love, so they specially asked people to send flowers. Girl, just take it and play with it, you're welcome. ”

When Zhang saw her say this, he instructed his granddaughter: "Remember to thank the prince when you go back." Zhao Xiu agreed, and ordered the girl to take a bunch of money, and Aunt Tomei brought it to the people in the flower room, which was regarded as a reward. Aunt Mei smiled and went.

Zhao Xiu immediately returned to Xinuan Pavilion with the flower basket, and asked Bihan to take the vase so that she could insert the flowers, give a bottle to her grandmother, a bottle to her brother, and leave two bottles for herself to enjoy - in fact, there was a bottle she planned to send to Gao Zhen.

Zhang didn't know, and was still laughing and saying, "You just keep it for yourself." I'm an old woman, what do I need to do with such bright flowers? ”

While speaking, Zhao Wei arrived, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the basket of moon seasons, and praised with a smile: "What beautiful flowers, where did this come from?" ”

Zhang told him the reason why Aunt Mei said, and he hesitated a little.

The hot spring Zhuangzi of the palace is different from the hot spring Zhuangzi of its own house, and the flowers produced in the glass flower room in the village are not mainly sold to the outside world, but should be given priority to the daily use of the nobles of the palace. There is no order from above, even if all the flowers in the flower house are wasted, they cannot be disposed of at will by the flower farmers. The people of the flower house will send so many moons that bloom just right to my sister, it must be the master of the palace who instructed them. And who this person will be, he doesn't even have to think about it.

Gao Zhen is borrowing flowers to offer Buddha and apologize to his sister? Seeing that my sister likes these flowers so much, presumably Gao Zhen will come to compensate for it in a while, she will definitely forgive him immediately, and maybe she will think he is "very cute" again.

Zhao Wei was angry in his heart, but Zhao Xiu beckoned to him with a smile: "Brother come here, do you think these vases of flowers I planted look good?" Which bottle do you prefer? Take it back and put it in your study. When you are tired of reading, you can look up at the flowers and your mood will improve. ”

Zhao Wei reluctantly smiled and sat down opposite her, looking at the vases of beautiful flowers, but he was not interested at all.

Zhang's family has gone back to Dongnuan Pavilion, and the mother-in-law has brought breakfast, and the girls are arranging the dishes. Zhao Xiu saw that there were only two brothers and sisters in the room here, so he lowered his voice and approached Zhao Wei and said, "Brother, I think this flower must have been sent by the prince." Yesterday, when I praised the beauty of the flower room, he was the only one around, and no one else knew. Do you think he realized his mistake and sent me flowers to make amends? She also sent a little pigeon to "plead guilty" to her, but she didn't need to mention it.

Zhao Xiu was in a good mood: "Brother, when you go to find the son of the world in a while, you don't need to test his thoughts." He must not be angry anymore, but he was embarrassed to face me, so he wanted to make amends to me secretly, but he refused to say it to his face. He's funny, isn't he? ”

Zhao Wei said in his heart: "I knew it would be like this!" (To be continued......)