The spring scenery on both sides of the strait is boundless, and the wind is charming. Yuwen Ao couldn't help but be a little intoxicated, gradually closed his eyes, and leaned on the boat to rest.

When he suddenly woke up, the boat had reached the bottom of the bridge in the middle of the lake, and he saw a woman in white holding an oil-paper umbrella slowly walking across the bridge. The white long skirt, three thousand green silks swaying in the wind, and the familiar beauty looks particularly hazy in the drizzle. The woman is as demure as water, holding an umbrella in the drizzle, carrying a bamboo basket, moving through the broken steps, that kind of calm and unhurried temperament, with mystery and tranquility. made Yuwen Ao unconscious and stupid.

After the woman walked across the bridge for a long time, Yuwen Aoli remembered that this was the woman who played the piano in the peach forest of Shuihan Temple that day. "How can there be such a wonderful person in the world who is so beautiful that he does not eat the fireworks of the world? It's the Peach Blossom Fairy. Yuwen Ao looked at the direction where the woman had long disappeared and smiled slightly.

After this day, as soon as Yuwen Ao was free, he would call a small boat and sail in the lake. After a long time, I also met the two who were like immortals. The man Chao Yu and the woman Bing Ruo are both apprentices of Ling Yunzi, the owner of the Dark Night Valley, and this time they came to Jiangnan to play. Yuwen Aoli only lied that his surname was Yang, and he was a businessman who came to Jiangnan to take care of business for his father. In the chance encounters that came and went, the three people of the same age quickly became acquainted.

At first, Yuwen Aoli was just attracted by Bingruo's temperament, and also admired Chaoyu's talent, so he found the two of them in his spare time to enjoy the flowers and mountains together, and lived up to the beautiful scenery. But later, Yuwen Aoli found that his heart gradually fell.

At first, in the peach forest of the Shuihan Temple, I saw Bingruo, although I felt amazing, but it was not profound. Later, when I glanced at the bridge in the middle of the lake, although I thought it was wonderful, I didn't care about it. How did he know that after a long time, Bingruo was lazy and quiet, and stopped in his heart.

In Yuwen Aoli's eyes, Bing Ruojing has a head and eyebrows, like holding Xizi; Movement is romantic and ethereal, like Chang'e in the moon. A smile and a smile tugged at his heart deeply. is different from those daughters in the capital, Bingruo is more straightforward and cute, and less sophisticated.

As the crown prince, Yuwen Aoli grew up in intrigue and was used to wearing a mask. With Bingruo, I felt more relaxed than ever. The world in Bingruo's eyes is so pure, and like her people, Yuwen is obsessed.

I don't know when Lu Dao moved his heart to Bingruo, and I don't know what happened to Lu Dao that made him moved to Bingruo. Yuwen Aoli only knows the way, at this time he is like a little boy who is just beginning to fall in love, single-minded, heart-to-heart, in his eyes, in his heart, in his mind, there is only Bingruo.

The prince's mansion married the crown princess two years ago. Qianxiao has been cultivated as a crown princess since she was a child, as the head of the house, she controls the whole house, and appeases the side concubines and concubines are very decent, although she is impeccable, but she abides by etiquette in every move, although she is with Yuwen Aoli and raised her eyebrows, but there is less heartbeat, less spiritual fit.

Therefore, Yuwen Aoli's heart to get Bingruo is becoming more and more fanatical day by day. But when he thought of his identity and the fact that he had married a concubine, Yuwen Aoli felt tormented again.

Just when Yuwen Aoli was hesitating how to confide in Bingruo, he received a secret letter from his father, asking him to return to the palace as soon as possible. At this time, he has no way out, he must tell the truth and the truth, otherwise this parting is the end of the world.