So the two of them sat on the stones by the pool, and a few small fish could be seen in the water, and they did not move, and they passed away.

"Why do you see so much sweat in your palms?" Kuang Yan raised his palm and shook it in front of Feng Yunsheng.

"It's hot." Feng Yunshang twisted her head to the side in embarrassment.

His hand was pulled over by Kuang Yan, "What are you doing?" Feng Yunshang looked puzzled.

"Wipe your sweat for you."

Kuang Yan took out a dark blue handkerchief from his arms, dipped it in the water in the pool, and carefully wiped the sweat in Feng Yunsheng's hands.

The cool touch made him walk up the mountain, and the heat around him disappeared, the man in front of him looked focused, his hands were very light, and there was a feeling of itching and crispiness in his palm, and Feng Yunshang felt two pieces of crimson on his cheeks.

The mountains in the distance are undulating, and in the arms of the mountains are deep and shallow blades of grass that fly with the wind, and branches of one color.

I don't know when I was also taken into Kuang Yan's arms, and there was a faint aroma of vanilla from the tip of my nose.

It is as if it is a scene that appears repeatedly in my dreams, with trees and winding paths, light and shadow, and silent mountains clearly visible.

This is the first time Feng Yunshang has felt love other than her relatives, and she can't help but indulge.

"Look."

As Kuang Yan pointed in the direction, in the continuous mountains, the white paulownia flowers bloomed in the high places of the trees, and the white flowers cheered and swirled at the same time under the transparent and mellow sunlight, and at the same time transformed into countless floating points of light.

Feng Yunshang only felt that the man holding him was blooming like a paulownia flower in front of him.

The weather is changeable in the summer, and as we continue to the top of the mountain, we are only a short distance away from the temple at the top of the mountain, when huge raindrops fall.

Kuang Yan covered Feng Yunsheng's head with his sleeve, and the two of them sped up and ran to the door of the temple, where three big characters were written on the door plaque: Qingyuan Temple.

Running all the way to the temple gate, looking at each other's embarrassed appearance, the two laughed in unison.

It was a little monk who came to open the door, with a beautiful face, "Little master, we went into the mountains to play, and we encountered heavy rain, can we temporarily hide from the rain here?" ”

The little monk put down the broom in his hand, made a salute and invited the two to the temple.

Walk in, only to see the layout of the temple, the whole temple is built against the mountain, the right hand side is the main building of the temple, in front of it is a square courtyard, facing the mountain cliff, the field of vision is very broad, you can see the houses on the outskirts of the capital.

On the edge of the courtyard is a bluestone railing, covered with green creepers, and a large number of phoenix flowers hang down on the side cliffs, and the orange-yellow flowers become delicate and shiny under the watering of the rain.

Feng Yunshang stood under the eaves, looking at such luxuriant flowers, and an old and steady voice sounded behind her: "Two donors, please come in and drink tea." ”

The person who spoke was the abbot of Qingyuan Temple, he was already very old, his eyebrows and beard were white, but the whole person looked very energetic, unlike the old man of ordinary age who was bent over his waist, and he had a taste of fairy wind and bones.

The tea in the temple has a unique and refreshing taste, and the abbot explained that it is a dew-fried tea made by condensing the morning mist in the mountains, so it has a unique flavor.

During the conversation, Feng Yunshang suddenly remembered that it was also such a rainy day when she was a child, she was taught a lesson by Uncle Cheng, ran out in anger and unconsciously walked to the foot of the mountain but couldn't find the way back, when she was so anxious that she cried, she was found by the monk here and brought back to the temple, and now the monk has become the abbot here, Feng Yunshang looked at him and always felt very kind.

After drinking tea, the rain was much lighter, and the two came to the edge of the cliff, under the railing was the green bamboo forest they had just passed, and the breeze blew through, setting off layers of forest waves. In the temple behind him, there is a Buddha statue, and you can see the mottled marks left by the years on its body.

"I guess I saved you in the alley, God was destined to do it." Kuang Yanwu said to himself.

Without waiting for Feng Yunsheng to react, he said, "Yunshang, do you believe in Buddhism?" ”

"Well, I do." Feng Yunshang nodded, she had the experience of being rescued by a monk, she naturally believed it, she felt that people who believed in Buddhism were gentle and kind people.

Kuang Yan pulled her into the temple, knelt down in front of the Buddha statue, folded his hands, closed his eyes reverently, and said: "The Buddha is above, the thick soil is below, the century-old temple is a witness, the birds and insects in the mountains celebrate each other, the two of us have to meet each other, Yunshang is really the first person I Kuang Yan is happy, from now on, in this life, she is the only one." ”

Feng Yunshang was not only grateful but also thought that the Buddha had expressed his heart, and the two joined hands and kowtowed repeatedly in front of the Buddha statue.

After a while, the clouds disappeared and the rain disappeared, the capital was clear, and the abbot and the little monk said goodbye, and the two went down the mountain hand in hand.

After a rain, the scenery encountered on the way down the mountain has not changed much compared with when going up the mountain, but in those invisible places, a little new green took advantage of the rain to break through the soil and show its head, Feng Yunsheng's heart has just sprouted feelings, bathed in this rain, and it is also vigorous.

Outside the palace, the days did pass faster than in the palace, it had been raining on July 4 and 5, Tang Ningnan lay on the bookcase, watching the falling rain slap the plantain outside the window.

"What is the emperor doing now?" It turns out that when I am bored, I also think of Feng Feihan.

Su Mingju brought a newly lit candle and replaced the one that was about to burn, and saw that Feng Feihan was still dealing with the recital, and said: "Your Majesty, you have been staying up late for several nights in a row to deal with the recital, so if you continue like this, it will be detrimental to the dragon's body." ”

"It's okay, just these days, just wait for these days." Su Ming knew that their emperor had decided on his own, and no matter how much others persuaded him, it was useless, so he had to stay silent.

Time finally arrived at Qixi Festival, the naughty day is very good, people began to prepare early, the sun has just set, the sky has not completely darkened, all kinds of lanterns have been lit, looking from afar, the moat to a piece of flowing ribbon, and the bright lanterns are like scattered around the silk bright stars.

At night, the color of the lanterns is even more beautiful, the street is covered with red dyed cloth, the whole street is orange and crimson colors, there are people at the head of the bridge with their lifters to perform their arts, and the sound of the flute and the sound of the piano complements the laughter of the people.

The ten-mile long street is brilliantly lit, and there is an endless stream of people watching the lanterns, but most of the people who play in it are young men and women who are still in pairs, Kuang Yan took Feng Yunsheng's hand and ran to a shop selling pearl hairpins, picked up a string and gestured on Feng Yunshang's head, the phoenix flute moved, the jade pot turned brightly, and the fish and dragon danced all night.

Seeing the scene of Yunshang and Kuang Yan, the corners of Tang Ningnan's mouth unconsciously rose slightly, remembering all kinds of things he had done in Yecheng and Feng Feihan.

Let's have some fun tonight. Tang Ningnan thought to himself, walked to a step by the river and sat down, surrounded by two or two men and women, looking at the lanterns floating with the river in the river, Tang Ningnan's eyes were a little trance, and the lights near and far became blurred points of light.

Qi Yue looked at himself from the side, and there would be no danger if he relaxed.

In a trance, a pair of warm hands covered Tang Ningnan's eyes from behind, and a familiar fragrance came.

Tang Ningnan turned around in surprise, and the man in white behind him wearing a golden mask walked up to her and sat on the steps with her.

"Xianggong, why are you here?"

The man took off his mask, and sure enough, as Tang Ningnan thought in his heart, it was Feng Feihan.

"Qixi Festival, how can I be willing to let you spend it alone? Feng Feihan said softly. ”

Tang Ningnan's eyes were misty, and he skillfully leaned on Feng Feihan's shoulder.

"Xianggong, you're so good."

Tonight, they are not the emperor and Concubine Xiao, they are just the most ordinary couple among these countless men and women.

The slender clouds are clever, the lanterns are affectionate, the golden wind and jade dew meet, but there are countless victories in the world, leaning on Feng Feihan's shoulder, Tang Ningnan rarely feels that the years are quiet, and he only hopes that time will pass slowly, and then slowly.

"Let's go put lanterns too." Feng Feihan put on his mask and gently touched Tang Ningnan.

"Okay, I wanted to put it just now, but I'm embarrassed to be alone."

"It's okay, I'm already here, I'll take you there." Feng Feihan took her hand and stood up, Qi Yue walked over from a distance, handed Feng Feihan a beige mask, decorated with white feathers next to it, and gently tied it to Tang Ningnan.

The two chose the lantern not the most luxurious but the most chic, Tang Ningnan carried the lantern and carefully put it into the river, and slashed the water next to it like a child, hoping that it could float faster.

There was a commotion by the bridge not far away, and the two followed the voice, a man was running in a panic with his baggage and the crowd, and someone chased him behind and shouted: "Catch the thief!" ”

Tang Ningnan saw that the man was getting closer and closer to him, and subconsciously retreated to the side, but the man ran over on a rampage, and when he ran to her, he knocked her down fiercely and fell into the river.

Seeing this, Feng Feihan jumped into the river, "Young Master! Qi Yue ran from the side, Feng Feihan glanced over, and he turned his head to chase the man.

The river is not very deep, Tang Ningnan quickly rescued Feng Mifei on his back, but he suddenly fell down and choked on some water, and the others were not a big deal, he was hugged by Feng Fei Han, and there were many onlookers around, Tang Ningnan only felt embarrassed, and struggled to jump out of Feng Fei Han's arms, and the two of them stood wet by the river.

Feng Yunshang and Kuang Yan quickly rushed over, "Sister Xiao, Uncle Xiao, are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine, your sister Xiao may have choked on some water."

"Quick, let's go back to Luofu, you two have to change your clothes." Feng Yunshang said anxiously.

Feng Feihan raised his head and noticed Kuang Yan standing next to Feng Yunsheng, looking at his eyes that didn't seem to be so friendly, and even a little yin.

But it's too late to ask these questions now, the important thing is to take Tang Ningnan to Luofu first, and then find a doctor to come over.