Chapter 11: Assassination

It's early spring, and the weather is warm but not hot, with a breeze blowing through it, making people feel comfortable. Li Yanran walked along the babbling stream and walked all the way to the mottled old bridge, where a few birds flew by, and the sound of their calls broke the silence.

Beneath the old bridge is a bamboo forest, with a large open space with a few tables and some food.

From afar, Li Yanran heard everyone's talk.

"Yan'er, this way!"

Hearing someone call her name, Li Yanran looked towards the source of the voice.

Seven or eight people sat at the table in a circle, and one of the men got up and waved at her.

"Ling Xuan?"

Look at the way the corners of his mouth are raised and he smiles brightly, as if nothing happened last time.

Li Yanran lowered her head and walked towards the vacant seat next to Ling Xuan.

As soon as she walked to the side of the seat, one foot stepped in ahead of her, and then sat on the chair with one butt, and was taken by Li Anran.

Seeing this, the corners of Ling Xuan's raised mouth smoothed slightly, and the light in the corners of his eyes slowly dimmed, and he felt a little unhappy in his heart, but he didn't make a sound.

Li Yanran stood in place and looked around, the only vacant seat was occupied by her, and she didn't know where to sit for a while.

At this time, Li Anran raised his eyebrows and glanced at her and said: Since everyone is here, let's start. ”

"Start? When I don't exist! Li Yanran, who was standing next to her, was a little embarrassed.

Ping'er tugged at the corner of Li Yanran's clothes and whispered, "Miss, let's go back!" ”

"Go back? It's all here, so it's not even more funny to go back like this! Li Yanran tilted her head and lowered her voice and said.

"So what to do......

"If the second lady doesn't mind, can you share a table with me?"

At this moment, Ji Wenjun's voice passed through her eardrums, like a savior.

Li Yanran had never felt that this voice was so pleasant.

"Of course...... Don't mind. ”

Li Yanran pretended to be calm, and under everyone's gaze, she walked towards Ji Wenjun with a smile, and then sat down.

"Then let's start now, since it's the Flower Dynasty Festival, let's take flowers as the theme first, and each person takes turns to compose two poems, the front and back are smooth and neat, and those who don't meet will be punished with a glass of wine!"

With the sound of a gong, the poetry contest began.

A man got up excitedly, looked up at the sky, and then said with a slightly melancholy expression: "The falling flowers are independent, and the swifts are flying." ”

Dare to love this is a person who is too lonely, and he said it so poignantly that everyone laughed.

The second is Gu Qing, he has followed Ji Wenjun since he was a child, and he is also literate and hyphenated, although he is not proficient, but he is not much worse.

Gu Qing looked at Ji Wenjun, and then raised his glass and said, "A pot of wine among the flowers, there is no blind date for drinking alone." ”

After speaking, he clinked glasses with Ji Wenjun and drank them all.

Ji Wenjun got up: "The clouds are temporarily hidden, and the flowers across the trees are like decorations." ”

"The moon is hidden in the clouds, and the light is hidden for a while; The flowers look like they are stuck on the branches through the shadows of the trees. A man explained the verse.

Then he said: "It is worthy of Ji Gongzi, who actually wrote this moonlight hazy and flowers under the moonlight so meaningfully."

Everyone also praised the poem.

Li Yanran was very excited, although she didn't know how to compose poetry, she was still interested in tasting poetry.

"Good poetry!" Li Yanran followed everyone and got up and clapped her hands excitedly, completely forgetting that it would be her turn next.

After a moment of silence, all eyes shifted to her.

"Uh,......" Li Yanran hesitated for a while.

"Flowers......... Flower ......" her eyes blinked a few times, and her brain also thought quickly, almost thinking about everything she had learned all her life, but there was no poem to describe the flower, and I really regretted that I didn't study well with my husband in the private school at that time.

"Okay...... I throw in the towel! A glass of wine! Li Yanran raised her wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

At the end of one round, everyone used the water word as the theme.

"The nature is clear and the ancients are the same, and the gushing and moistening things are endless.

Hundreds of rivers rush to return to the sea, and the five suits live in peace and rely on Yugong. ”

"Fire is as soft as water, and when will it take for the west to come out of the east? Mo Yan can pass through the sea and Han, although the floating boat is also overturned. ”

……

Originally, it was a poem of two lines, but by this round, there was already a trend of asking for a poem.

After a few rounds, Li Yanran was already a few glasses of wine, and her face was slightly red.

Another round begins, and when it is Ji Wenjun's turn, everyone is waiting to listen to Ji Gongzi's poems, which can also be praised by everyone.

But he got up and said nothing.

After thinking for a long time, he said, "This question is too difficult, I can't!" ”

What the? A famous talent in the capital, how can a few lines of poetry not match? Everyone was dumbfounded and incomprehensible.

After that, according to the rules of the game, it was Li Yanran who started to solve the questions, and since she was the one who made the questions, the game began to become handy.

Li Yanran didn't think much about it, and started the next round.

Who knew that in the next two rounds, Ji Wenjun still did not compose poems, but drank them all with a wine glass.

Could it be that he was helping her? Li Yanran raised her slightly red face and turned her head to look at Ji Wenjun, and then quickly retracted her thoughts.

"How could a person who gave her a stone to humiliate her on the spot help her?" Thinking of this, Li Yanran couldn't help but smile bitterly twice.

Just when Li Yanran turned her head, she met Ling Xuan's gaze, it turned out that he had been paying attention to herself, she smiled lightly, and then withdrew her gaze.

After a few rounds, the next activity begins, the garden tour.

Visiting the garden is a women's activity, and in addition to the two young ladies of the Li Mansion, there are also several young ladies of the same age who are with them.

The afternoon light spilled down through the leaves, forming countless fragments of light and shadow, and the air was filled with the fragrance of grass.

Passing through this wood, there is a small garden, planted with a variety of unknown flowers and plants that emit a faint fragrance.

The smell is refreshing, just like a peach paradise in the morning.

After a few people walked for a while, the weather began to get hot, but everyone did not feel tired at all, but were attracted by the scenery along the way.

While others were enjoying the flowers, Li Anran called Li Yanran to the shade of the tree next to him.

Li Anran dragged the long skirt with both hands, then sat on the stone bench next to him, tidied up his hair bun, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, and said lightly: "Sometimes, I really envy you!" ”

"If you can't get it, you will be envious! Instead of envying others, look at what you already have. Li Yanran also sat down, her eyes not looking at her.

Such a scene, such a calm conversation, is the first time for the two of them.

Li Yanran asked rhetorically: "You have had the love of your father and mother since you were born, you have a worry-free life, and now you have so many friends, what can you envy me compared to me?" If you lived the life I have now, would you be happy? ”

Li Anran thought for a moment, then frowned, lowered his head and said, "But I only want Brother Ling Xuan!"

Then he bit his lip and reddened with excitement: "But no matter what I do, she only has you in her eyes!" ”

Li Yanran's eyes turned, and through a sadness in the corners of her eyes, she said lightly: "It's impossible for me to ...... with him."

Looking at the young ladies who immediately walked out of their sight, Li Anran just smiled, turned his head and stared at her, without making a sound, and was quiet for a long time. When the two met before, they were all arguing, and it was the first time that such a peaceful scene as today was held.

Listening to the sound of "Zheng", the short sword was out of the body, Li Yanran didn't realize it at all, looking at the bright sword light stabbing towards his neck, Li Yanran subconsciously turned over on the stone bench, and then stumbled a few steps before gaining a firm foothold.

Be...... Assassin?

Li Yanran shook her head before she reacted.

Several black-clothed people in front of him were masked, holding short swords in their hands, their faces were full of murderous intent, and their moves were fatal.

Li Yanran helped the latter somersault, kicked the assassin with the short sword in his hand, and caught the sword in the air.

Although she has some kung fu, it is obvious that she is a well-trained master, and she alone is no match for them at all. Li Yanran couldn't fight back, so she could only move defense, and after a while, she felt that her physical strength was a little overdrawn.

Li Anran saw this kind of scene, panicked, at a loss, secretly glad in his heart that their target was only Li Yanran, and he didn't do anything to her, but his legs were weak, he couldn't do kung fu, and he couldn't run away, and it was inevitable that he wouldn't accidentally lose his life in this chaos.

Li Anran moved his steps in a panic and ran towards the west.

At this time, Li Yanran was obviously in a weak position, and without a few moves, she lost her short sword, was kicked in the chest, fell to the ground heavily, and scratched a deep mark on the grass, and then hit the stone next to her fiercely.

Li Yanran felt that her back hurt as if her ribs were broken, and she felt that she couldn't breathe for a while, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out and adhered to the grass, a large patch of bright red.

Seeing Li Yanran fall at her feet, Li Anran shouted, afraid that her voice would attract someone, one of the assassins jumped and grabbed her shoulder, and was about to cut her throat with a sword, Li Yanran endured the pain, got up and pushed her away with one hand, and before she could dodge, she was pierced in the arm by the short sword, and then collapsed to the ground.

On the west side of this small garden, there is a lake that I don't know how deep, Li Yanran wanted to save her life, but she didn't expect Li Anran to be pushed away, and she didn't stand firmly, only heard a plop, and planted herself into the lake with a shout.

The assassin then locked on to Li Yanran, and when he saw that she couldn't move, he stabbed her in the chest with a sword.

Just when Li Yanran felt that she was going to die, a figure appeared in the sky and stood in front of her, it was Ji Wenjun.

I saw that with a wave of the long sword in his hand, he used a set of sword skills to block several assassins from his body, and after a few moves, the assassins saw that the situation was unfavorable, so they quickly retreated.

In order to take care of Li Yanran's injuries, he did not chase after him.

Li Yanran, who was helped up, didn't have time to check her wounds, so she crawled to the lake and stared blankly.

At this time, there seemed to be a faint sound of bamboo in the wind, lined with the sound of flowing water, which made the lake look calmer.

Calm without any ripples.

The corners of Li Yanran's eyes slowly dimmed.

Maybe dusk is coming, the scorching sun is becoming dim, and a cool breeze is blowing in the mountains, Li Yanran only feels that this cool breeze is more painful than the wound on her body.