"Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, too hurried, helpless to come to the cold rain and late wind, rouge tears, drunk each other, when is it heavy, since people grow and hate water Changdong."

Lu Chengfeng hurriedly drew these words of sadness on the gilded carved small rice paper.

Spring in Gyeonghwa City seems to be passing very quickly.

I don't know if the white plum flowers all over the mountains in Biyun Valley have gone?

"Chasing the wind, I want to go back to Biyun Valley."

Lu Chengfeng said sadly.

Chasing Wind knew that since he heard about the marriage, he had never felt good in his heart.

Life is not as good as it should be, and after young people know the taste of melancholy, they will begin to miss the innocent and carefree good times before.

Chasing Feng knew it in his heart, gently patted Lu Chengfeng's back, and out of nowhere he conjured up a pot of Taibai Xianlai, looked deeply at Lu Chengfeng's eyes, and said with a smile:

"Why don't you get drunk? When you get drunk, you forget everything. ”

Lu Chengfeng took the small white porcelain inlaid silver pot specially made by Jiuxianju, raised his neck, drank it all in one go, threw the small white porcelain inlaid silver pot on the table, wiped the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were already a little moist, and said:

"I still remember the first time I met the purple-clothed fairy in the Wine Fairy Residence. On the night of the Shangyuan Festival, I met by chance to enjoy the lanterns, and I really believed that there was a sibling in her family at that time. You say, am I stupid and easy to deceive? ”

The corners of Lu Chengfeng's mouth were slightly covered with a sour smile, and he shook his head lightly, and said:

"I'm really useless, Jinghua City is so big, I haven't found her for so long, but she has always known my whereabouts. I finally saw her for the second time, but I missed her again. Until now, I don't even know her name, only that she is the eldest lady of the Nanshi Street Wanderer. ”

Lu Chengfeng's eyes were hazy, drunk and revealing a trace of pain, and he couldn't regret it.

After saying that, he spread his right hand again, and stretched out his hand to Chasing the wind to ask for another pot of Taibai Immortal.

Chasing Feng really still had a few pots of Taibai Immortal Brew hidden, and he was busy taking out a pot from somewhere to hand it over, and asked:

"Chengfeng, what do you plan to do in the future? Do you really want to marry the Gulun princess of the northern end country? ”

Lu Chengfeng didn't say a word, and buried his head deep in the crook of his arm.

Seeing this, Chasing the Wind already knew the answer that the little junior brother had finally chosen.

The world is always full of righteous words, once it is their turn, how many people can really accept the impassioned emotions they put on their lips at the beginning?

This seems to have a choice, but in fact there is no choice.

It's like an outlaw running in the dark, suddenly forced into a corner of a desperate poor street.

However, the person who was so aggressive and desperate took a closer look and saw that the face was none other than himself.

The pain of the skin can only be carried in one's heart, like covering a piece of ice between the chest, and it can only be slowly melted by itself.

The green shirt was soaked, and it should not be visible.

"Riding the wind, have you thought clearly? I just heard from your palace housekeeper Jin Buchang that the emperor has already asked Qin Tianjian to investigate. It is said that it is the eighth day of the second month, which is an auspicious day, that is, the time when you give a great gift to the princess of the northern country. There are only ten days or so left, do you want to think about it again? Don't leave your life with any regrets. ”

Chasing Feng silently stared at Lu Chengfeng on the side and raised the corner of his jaw, and after a long time, he couldn't help but say the news he had found.

"The eighth day of February? The eighth day of February! It's only been ten days! I only have ten days left! ”

When Lu Chengfeng heard this, it was another five thunderbolts.

After all, it is not a way to escape with alcohol, and after sobering up, I am afraid that it will be more difficult to face all the realities that are difficult to accept.

Lu Chengfeng dropped the small white porcelain and silver pot, and stumbled out of the door.

As soon as he ran to the door, he suddenly remembered something, folded it back, grabbed the bronzing carved small rice paper that had just been scribbled by Long Feifeng on the bookcase in the room, carefully folded it in half, and stuffed it into the wide sleeves of his purple regular clothes.

After all, he still stood outside the gate of the Nanshi Street Youfu.

"Excuse me, help spread the word, the crown king Xifu Road ride the wind, come to bow to the eldest lady of the Youjia."

Lu Chengfeng squeezed out a wry smile on his face, and carefully piled up a smile on the doorman of Youfu, and said.

He has always been a young and high-spirited person, how could he ever look at people's faces and act.

It's just that everything about her at the moment makes him feel trembling like walking on thin ice, lest he won't be able to see the side he dreamed of.

The little porter respectfully saluted him three times, but did not invite him into the mansion, but gently covered the wooden door of the mansion, and said politely:

"His Royal Highness the Little Emperor Sun, please wait here for a while, and let the little one go in first to pass on one or two."

In the past, Lu Chengfeng would definitely feel that the little porter's move was strange and contemptuous, but now, he only feels anxious, but he has no sense of blame.

Presumably after the last time she left the eldest lady alone in Jiuxianju, she was angry that she didn't pity the jade?

Perhaps, it's just a woman pretending to be reserved and shy? To deliberately put him in the army? Miss You's eccentricity can be regarded as having seen him ride the wind, and it is not uncommon to deliberately dry him.

Perhaps, maybe it's just because the old man of the You family is too strict with his family and doesn't let his family meet male guests at home and show his face?

Lu Chengfeng thought of Master You mentioned by Big Brother You last time, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

After thinking about it, when Miss You was dressed as a woman and drunk with herself in Jiuxianju, she mentioned his romantic story that was spread in the streets, and her heart couldn't help but feel tight again.

Is she really angry with herself and doesn't pay attention to herself anymore?

Do you feel that he is entangled with Xuanji, Miss Qian and other Qinglou women, so he is still jealous, and specially explained to the porter, if Lu Chengfeng comes to visit, you must not let him enter the door?

What's more, as a big businessman in Jinghua City, You Fu is also one of the lantern craftsmen in the palace, maybe the news is also first-class well-informed, so Miss You already knows that he wants to marry Princess Gulun in the north?

Time passed minute by minute, as if it was gnawing at his chaotic heart.

He couldn't help but speculate, and the more he thought about it, the more negative he became.

He couldn't help but secretly pushed open the hidden door of Youfu, and looked inexplicably into his head.

Just hesitating, whether to make a ghost sneak in while no one was around, but I heard the little porter call behind him:

"Your Highness, Your Highness!"

Lu Chengfeng was like a little thief who had been caught by someone who had done something wrong, tiptoed to retract the steps he was about to take, shrank his neck, paused, and pretended to be relaxed:

"Uh-huh, am I allowed to go in? Excuse me, where is the eldest lady? ”

The little porter couldn't laugh or cry on his face, saw a wave of his hand, and pointed out the door, pointing out the door with a void, and said:

"Your Royal Highness, the eldest lady is inconvenient to see guests today, please go back!"

"Inconvenient to meet guests? Was she angry? Did she hear some gossip! Let me in, I'll explain it to her face! She must be really mad at me! ”

Lu Chengfeng couldn't stop looking around the door, looking left and right, and he didn't want to go home.

The little porter was in a dilemma, embarrassed, and persuaded him:

"Your Highness, please go back! Our eldest lady said that she won't come out to see you! She also said, and said......"

"What else did she say? Tell me about it! ”

Lu Chengfeng frantically shook the small body of the little gatekeeper and roared.

"She said that since she recognized the wrong person, it was better not to see it."

The little porter was so helpless that he was devastated, and blurted out his debut.

"Since you recognize the wrong person, why don't you see it? She said I recognized the wrong person, she wasn't the girl I'm looking for? ”

Lu Chengfeng asked and answered himself, and suddenly thought about it, no, and muttered to himself:

"No, she means, she's looking at the wrong person! Since you misjudged me, you might as well not see me in the future! ”

In this chattering self-talk, Lu Chengfeng understood the mystery of Miss You's words.

Be sure to explain it to her in person today!

Lu Chengfeng took advantage of the small gatekeeper not paying attention, so he gently swept past him, floated into the gate of Youfu, and went straight along the wisteria flower stand in the courtyard of Youfu, and ran wildly.

But I saw that under the twists and turns of the flower stand, at a bend, a woman stood tall and jade.

Wearing a wide-sleeved fairy dress, it is still a faint lilac-like purple, and the sideburns are not decorated with any beads, but a simple bun is pulled diagonally, and a blooming begonia flower is inserted on it.

It was not the men's outfit on the night of the Shangyuan Festival, and finally regained the fairy spirit of the first meeting.

On the winding flower stand, the spring flowers and branches are spreading, the branches and leaves are fluttering, and the back of the Nayi people is more slender and colorful, fluttering like a frightening Hong, graceful like a swimming dragon.

For some reason, Lu Chengfeng saw the different wind and dew and sorrow in the past on her slightly lowered shoulders, and saw that her heart was also struggling at the moment, as heavy as a thousand jun.

In the courtyard of this famous businessman and wealthy family, it was a spring light, full of vitality, full of vitality in the flowers.

For some reason, Lu Chengfeng was in the midst of this prosperity, and suddenly smelled a sense of sadness like twilight spring.

Just like the blooming prosperity is already at the end of the strong crossbow, just waiting for the east wind to turn into rain overnight, to be scattered into mud and dust, and to be blown away by the cruel rain and wind.

After the prosperity is full, it is all involuntary sores.

"Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, too hurried, helpless to come to the cold rain and late wind, rouge tears, drunk each other, when is it heavy, since people grow and hate water Changdong."

Lu Cheng couldn't help but chant slowly, and there was already a slight tremor in his long-suppressed tone, just like the afterglow of the sunset, taking advantage of the last afterglow, he also had to do his best to spew out the most brilliant and dazzling last ray of light.

He looked at the back stupidly, one, two, three......

His heart counted down silently, pleading, praying, just waiting for her to give him a look back.