I don't know how long it took, the carriage slowly stopped, the curtain of the carriage was lifted from the outside, and the dazzling sunlight shone in through the slit, Gongsun Chuyue, who closed his eyes, frowned, and blocked his eyes with his hands, not letting the dazzling golden light shine on his eyes, it was too uncomfortable.

After a long while, Gongsun Chuyue slowly opened his eyes, and after adapting to the strong sunlight, Gongsun Chuyue walked out of the carriage with Xia He's support.

Gongsun Chuyue arrived at the peak of Hanshan Temple with a familiar car, and after successfully burning the pillar incense, he dropped the maids and servants around him and walked to the backyard of Hanshan Temple alone.

At this moment, the peach blossoms have fallen, and a large number of peach petals are spread on the ground, like a sea of flowers, which is very beautiful. The pink petals flutter in the wind, bringing bursts of floral fragrance, and occasionally encounter a strong wind, which rolls up the petals like a tornado, which is very beautiful, and the boredom can really be dissolved.

Gongsun Chuyue looked at everything in front of him, closed his eyes involuntarily, took a deep breath, and the fragrance of the garden came to his nose. The mood that she didn't want to come disappeared in an instant, it seems that she needs to put her own little far more flowers and plants, it is really refreshing.

"Master, Miss Gongsun has come to Hanshan Temple and is rushing in this direction." The person in charge of monitoring Gongsun Chuyue hurried back to report to Situ Heng.

Situ Heng, who was practicing calligraphy, was stunned, the pen in his hand paused, and he wrote it down like a cloud, even Situ Heng himself didn't notice it, the corners of his slightly pursed lips hooked a smile, and even his joy could be seen between the lines And he himself was still a dead duck with a hard mouth.

"Well, come on, do what you have to do." Situ Heng glanced at him lightly, then took out a piece of rice paper again and continued to practice calligraphy.

As everyone knows, a word he writes casually is worth a thousand gold, and strong people are still making themselves strong, constantly pursuing a perfect self, and not only moving forward.

Situ Heng found that he was wandering, this is something that has never happened in the past to practice calligraphy, the reason why he is called Mr. Wenren is not only that his words are difficult to find, but also because he has extremely strict requirements for words, and each pair of calligraphy and paintings is completed in a highly concentrated manner, and there is no room for a trace of sloppiness.

However, today he made frequent mistakes, looking at the few pieces of rice paper that were destroyed, he stopped the brush in his hand, and recovered his emotions, he found that every time he heard Gongsun Chuyue, he would be out of control, and he knew what this feeling was.

The deep guilt of betraying his fiancée has always surrounded him, but when he really wants to give up, the news about Gongsun Chuyue always comes to mind and lingers.

He also deliberately kept his distance, but his heart always approached involuntarily, and he saw Shen Qiuyue's figure on her more than once, and that feeling was really too strong.

Gongsun Chuyue walked out of breath, and when she finally came to the backyard, she gasped deeply before stopping, this Hanshan Temple is getting harder and harder to climb, too high.

Gongsun Chuyue patted his chest, calmed his breath, and his heart, and slowly opened his eyes after a long while.

Her calm eyes opened leisurely, and she couldn't see a trace of nervousness, compared to the image she came last time, she really changed too much, because she was really returning to Shen Qiuyue's true colors at present, otherwise, Situ Heng would not have been fooled so easily.

The momentum on Gongsun Chuyue's body has also changed very much, by learning martial arts with Old Man Leng, the aura around her body has obviously changed a lot, and her whole body exudes a cold and sharp momentum.

Gongsun Chuyue walked straight to Situ Heng's residence, the small courtyard was still the same, and several evergreen trees surrounded the courtyard, lush, highlighting the owner's taste.

"Miss Gongsun, please stay, the host has something to do, and it is inconvenient to meet guests." The hidden secret guard watched her walk straight in, and after asking Situ Heng, there was the current scene.

"Oh, then I'm interrupted." Gongsun Chuyue did not hesitate at all, turned around and left, and the moment she turned to leave, she turned her head slightly, smiling inexplicably.

Situ Heng watched her leave without a trace of hesitation, he was very annoyed in his heart, and with a slight movement of his hand, the leaves outside the window fell a lot.

Gongsun Chuyue turned around and looked at it, very surprised, there was no trace of wind, why did so many leaves fall, she looked up at the room, and left thoughtfully.

Situ Heng seemed to feel that he couldn't control himself anymore, so he restrained his emotions a little, and turned around to leave to deal with the affairs of the Situ family.

He paid too much attention to her, he forgot that Gongsun Chuyue's fiancé was the second prince, others didn't know him, but he still knew him, a typical pig and tiger, and his own strength was not bad.

The person in the depths of his heart is Shen Qiuyue, and he can only be Shen Qiuyue, and his behavior in the past few days has made him feel his betrayal of Shen Qiuyue. Mentally and physically, he felt that he had exceeded his expectations.

It's okay like this, it's irrelevant, it's best for him to marry a man or a woman, and when the new emperor takes the throne and the Situ family tends to stabilize, he will find a place with beautiful scenery, take Shen Qiuyue, and die alone.

After Gongsun Chuyue left, he came to the other side of Hanshan Temple, dressed in red and flying wildly, staring with cold eyebrows, with deep sorrow in his eyes, and his expressionless face was as cold as frost.

"Situ Heng, it's too late to think of alienating me now." Gongsun Chuyue pinched a flower and muttered to herself, the bright red flower turned into juice in her hand, bright red and dazzling.

"Well, I have a way to get you close to me, because I am Shen Qiuyue, and there is never anything I can't do." Gongsun Chuyue looked at his red hand, slowly put her into the tip of his nose, took a deep breath, and his expression stretched.

"I heard that Situ Heng likes to practice calligraphy very much, I don't know if he will be surprised if I, a former apprentice, will write it, heh, probably he wouldn't have thought that the dead Shen Qiuyue has returned." Gongsun Chuyue smiled bitterly, and said mockingly, how could she have such a big weight in his heart, if there is really such a big weight, there won't be so many things happening, probably she thought about it too much.

Gongsun Chuyue returned to the room and instructed Xia He to bring rice paper, she always knew that Situ Heng was used to using rice paper from a specific family, which was called the Book and Ink Room, which was the favorite place for famous literati and scholars in the capital.

Because the rice paper in the book and ink room is specially supplied to the palace, it is touted by many people, and the most important thing is that the book and ink room has the calligraphy and painting of Mr. Wenren, which is priceless and rare in authenticity.

And there are many other works of everyone in it, and the book and ink room will be displayed one by one for everyone to enjoy, the premise is to participate in the competition of the book and ink room, select good works, and add fame to the book and ink room.

Therefore, the things in the book and ink room are all exchanged at equal value, and its most famous is rice paper, which is thin but not transparent, white and flawless, and is respected by many literati and scholars.

Gongsun Chuyue easily obtained rice paper through previous channels, no one knew that this shop was hers, and the actual secret operation was hers, just because of Situ Heng.

Gongsun Chuyue spread out the rice paper, the white and flawless rice paper covered the entire desktop, and there were bursts of fragrance blowing in the face, and while painting, it was surrounded by bursts of fragrance, which was very pleasant.

Gongsun Chuyue condensed his mind, concentrated on practicing words, practicing words pay attention to calmness, can not be in a hurry, to take his time, hone his own character, practice words is to hone his own character, as the saying goes, words are like their people, in fact, you can really see a person's character from the words.

Gongsun Chuyue looked at the four big characters of "Heart is like stopping water" on the rice paper, and slowly fell into contemplation, because this word is too similar to Situ Heng's font, Situ Heng's font is high-end and atmospheric, the pen is sharp, and the domineering feeling jumps on the paper, and Gongsun Chuyue's font is juanjuan and delicate, and it is from a woman at a glance.

It's just that the feeling of the font is not the same, whether it is the glyph or the style, the two fonts are very similar. A discerning person can know the greasy in it at a glance.

Gongsun Chuyue deliberately took the written font and passed by the gate of Situ Heng's courtyard, but he didn't go in, he kept wandering outside the door, as if he was hesitating to go in.

The woman's hesitant expression was very cute, her brows were crooked, her face was full of tangles, and her fingers were slightly cocked, and she was at a loss.

Then Gongsun Chuyue turned around and left, slipping something from her sleeve, she continued to walk forward as if she didn't notice it, but her eyes showed her pride. She did it on purpose, she believed that Situ Heng must be watching all this somewhere, but he tried his best to restrain it, it didn't matter, she would force him out.

On Situ Heng's order, the secret guard presented the things that Gongsun Chuyue had accidentally left behind to Situ Heng, Situ Heng thought for a while, frowned, and finally took it.

Situ Heng gently opened the rice paper, and he didn't even notice the softness in his movements, but the font that caught his eye made him stunned with a bang.

On the rice paper, the four big characters of "heart is like stopping water" jumped on the paper, lifelike, the font that resembled him was not a reason to stun him, but this style of writing was only Shen Qiuyue, but Shen Qiuyue was dead, how could anyone write it, especially the light hook at the end, it was definitely Shen Qiuyue's penmanship.

Situ Heng's first thought was that Shen Qiuyue was not dead, and no one in the world would write exactly the same thing, that is, Shen Qiuyue was still alive, and a huge surprise overwhelmed him.

Situ Heng stood up violently and ran out, he was sure that Shen Qiuyue was nearby, it must be nearby, but he turned around Hanshan Temple without a trace of Shen Qiuyue. A great sense of loss surrounded him, his thin figure was very lonely, he held the rice paper tightly in his hand, and returned to his residence without saying a word.

"That's right, the thing was dropped by Gongsun Chuyue, she must know any clues, she must know, I will go to her to ask for clarification." Situ Heng was at a loss, picked up the rice paper in his hand and left, no one knew how much he longed for Shen Qiuyue to be alive, living is still hope, he still has a chance to explain.

Gongsun Chu Yue sat quietly next to the table, drinking fragrant tea, waiting for Situ Heng's arrival, she knew that he would definitely come, because only she knew what he cared about the most.