Baijia Town Market. The close-up view is within reach, and the breeze blows by. Xinyue walks in the market, graceful and graceful. bustling, only she is radiant.

She is beautiful and refined, and she has a smart air. The long jet-black hair is like a waterfall, as soft as silk. Every pedestrian who walked by her couldn't help but look at her.

In the leisurely street market, she came to buy things for her father. The lively and extraordinary scene attracted her to look around. What attracted her the most was her daughter's ornaments. Staying at a street stall, she couldn't take her eyes off it anymore.

The stalls are conspicuously hung with various ornaments, and the hair ornaments of the daughter's house are dazzling. Pick in the east and look in the west. A small round mirror caught her eye. She picked up the small mirror for the first time, and she had never had the luxury of growing so big. Every time I pass by the stall on the street, I dare not touch it because of poverty. Now in my pocket, I have money to sell shoes.

Carved inlaid with a circle of mirrors, reflecting a clear water hibiscus face. The face of thin white jade, the eyes of the crooked crescent. Xinyue looked stunned, staring at herself in the mirror, intoxicated for a long time...

The person in this mirror is also too beautiful. Is this me? Is this really yourself? … With an eye of disbelief, Xinyue asked herself in her heart. It's like a lifetime, and I hesitate to buy it. She was in a flying mood, smiling all the way.

Walking happily for a while, looking at the corner of the market, a bamboo basket carried by a lady was accidentally knocked away. The dates in the basket jumped out and rolled in all directions.

Seeing this scene, Xinyue walked over quickly. She carefully helped the eldest mother and picked up the dates on the ground. There are pedestrians in the market, and they have also helped to pick it up. Soon, the eldest lady's dates were intact and re-entered the basket.

"Thank you, everyone, thank you, girl..."

The eldest lady took Xinyue's hand, looked her up and down, and asked her if she was married? Xinyue shook her head with a smile. The eldest lady smiled on her face, her eyes were full of wrinkles and flowers, and she said, "The girl is kind and beautiful, and she is full of blessings." In the future, he will marry a good man. ”

When Xinyue heard this blessing, she couldn't help but cover her face shyly. After saying goodbye to the eldest mother, he continued to hang out.

But not far away, under a big tree next to the street, a tall young girl, graceful and slender, stood under the big tree.

She stood on tiptoe and looked up at the tree. His hands kept rubbing, looking like he was in a hurry.

Xinyue curiously took a closer look, it turned out to be a girl who put the paper kite, accidentally lost the thread, and the paper kite hung on the branch with the wind.

Xinyue looked at the branches, a swallow paper kite, trembling on the branches, wanting to stay and fall with the wind... Her kindness overflowed, and she comforted the girl, "Don't worry, girl, I can help you take it off." ”

Before she had time to think about it, she lifted her skirt, tied it at the waist knot, rolled up the sleeves of her arms, held the trunk of the tree with both hands, and "rubbed" a few times, like a nimble little monkey climbing the tree.

Sitting on the fork of the trunk, holding the trunk with one hand, and shaking the branches with the other, the paper kite hanging on the branches, swayed and floated down...

The paper kite fell, and the girl under the tree smiled. The girl picked up the paper kite, thanked Xinyue, and left happily.

Xinyue watched the girl walk away, looking at the worried eyes under the tree. She visually measured the distance, and this look, startled. The tree is more than two meters above the ground.

A big girl's family, in full view of everyone, sat on a high tree, and there was no woman's elegant manners. Among the people who look at the excitement, there are not even acquaintances. Xinyue didn't dare to look at it again, and at this time there was only embarrassment. But when I climbed the tree, I didn't think much about it.

Messy thinking... You can't help but get off the tree. Anyway, slide down the trunk. It works. Unexpectedly, when she slowly turned around, her hands did not grasp the trunk of the tree, and her body instantly leaned back, and she fell down like this...

"Ahh The shrill voice lingered in the air.

For a moment, the sky was dizzy. In the process of falling, the wind whistling in my ears... I can vaguely hear the crowd exclaiming... She closed her eyes in despair and thought, "I'm done..."

Falling gravity, falling in a straight line and falling fast... The body was carrying a thousand lotuses, and a shock and trembling unexpectedly landed on a pair of powerful arms. The tip of the nose faintly smells the faint fragrance on the man's body...

Who caught him? Could it be that he fell into the arms of a man? … She tentatively calmed down, slowly opened her eyes, and her jaw dropped in shock when she looked at each other.

Long eyelashes and big eyes, soft eyes opposite. Handsome face, déjà vu. Isn't this the guy who hunted himself as prey on the mountain that day?

She stared at him, and time stopped. He smiled deeply, and she was surprised.

The sun hit his face, and his eyebrows were picturesque and unforgettable. The light in his eyes reveals a romantic and unrestrained manner.

"How can you be so unlucky? Met him again? Impartiality, but fell into his arms again..."She avoided his gaze, muttering to herself.

Suddenly realized that he was still in his arms. Her face couldn't help but flush, and she looked flustered. It slid quickly off his arm, as if he had been bitten by a flea.

Xinyue touched her hot cheeks, peeked at the people around her out of the corner of her eyes, and tidied up her clothes. Glancing at him secretly, he whispered sarcastically, "Take advantage of others... Not a good guy. “

For the first time in my life, I was lying in a man's arms, and it was the person I prayed for and didn't want to meet again in my life. It's really embarrassing to be watched by so many people.

Xinyue lowered her head and blushed, slipping past his eyes... I only heard it in my ears, and someone said loudly, "Hey, isn't this the son of Nanwangfu, Nansheng?!" ”

This shout seemed to wake everyone up. The crowd began to boil, and it was very lively for a while, "I said that this person looks extraordinary and full of luxury." It turned out to be the son of the Southern Palace. ”…

"Tut-tut, look, how handsome you look... In my life, I have never seen a person who seems to have walked out of a painting..."...

"Why did Nan Gongzi come to this town again? It's really a long time to see, a rare encounter in a thousand years..."...

The crowd of passers-by and the crowd gradually gathered, three layers inside and three layers outside. This spectacular street scene is the first time in history. Under Shang Jiu's persuasion, everyone dispersed one by one...

"Nanwang Mansion? Son? Xinyue listened to these words, but she was unfamiliar. Poverty limits the imagination, and this dignitary seems to be extremely far away.

Xinyue stopped and turned back. Nan Sheng and his attendant Shang Jiu stood there looking at her. Under the green trees, he is dressed in white and wins the snow. A few strands of hair on the forehead swayed in the wind.

Nan Sheng looked into her eyes and smiled from beginning to end. The smile of the spring breeze, the gorgeous shirt fluttering in the wind, under the scorching sun, is lifelike...

Xinyue touched his eyes, and his heart panicked. She turned and ran away, before his eyes, and fled.

The night is getting darker. The sky outside the window, the bright moon shines in the sky. A faint moonlight came into the house.

Xinyue lay on her back on the bed, staring out the window, remembering what happened during the day, tossing and turning and unable to sleep... For some reason, Nan Sheng's face was like a shadow. In the center of the brain, lingering...

I don't want to meet him, but I want to meet him. Is this providential, or is it inevitable? ……