The night is bleak.

"Bang Bang... Bell"

The second gong sounded, disturbing people's minds.

"It's dry, watch out for the candles..."

The old man who reported the change shouted with a broken gong.

It's annoying, it's boring, how to stay up for a long night... Wang Langjun sat on the bed in a daze, uncomfortable and unaccustomed.

Looking back at the days surrounded by science and technology, there is endless novelty.

There are all kinds of variety, and you can't see the dazzling array of them.

Not to mention playing one by one.

I'm tired of it, I'm tired of it.

Especially the advertisement...

But now...

Long grass?

Sprouts.

Spread on the body.

It's like ants crawling all over the body.

It's a really unpleasant taste.

It's better to get to work and have fun, or else... Wang Langjun touched his chin to clear his mind, got up and grabbed the yellow bamboo pole leaning against the wall.

Just as he was about to turn around and push the window, the afterglow swept over the charcoal basin in the center of the wing room, and stopped and folded towards the charcoal basin.

The charcoal basin burns with fiery red carbon blocks.

Simmer in a purple bowl the size of a sea bowl and simmer lamb with an enticing finish.

It's so fragrant, I don't know about them... Wang Langjun took out the purple bowl in the charcoal basin, placed it in a round bamboo basket, wrapped it in two sets of robes, and left with the basket.

"Squeak"

The rear window opens lightly.

The yin wind hit the face, and the cool silk silk, Wang Langjun jumped out of the back window, stepped on the shrubs with silver brilliance and swaying in the yin wind, and went in a roundabout way from the back mountain of Baxianfang to Dijiazhuang.

Walking to the high place, I saw the lights in Dijiazhuang in the distance.

Facing the lights, bathing in the breeze of Yinhua, all the way to the back of Dijiazhuang, stopping on the opposite bank of the river behind the village.

This is a moat.

The river is more than ten meters wide, winding around the village and flowing into the northeast inlet.

There are sparse young lotus floating in the inlet river.

These young lotuses gradually approached the pond behind the Yunyin Pavilion, and the more dense the young lotuses became.

The beautiful lady Xilian, then add another gift... Wang Langjun was interested, put down the bamboo basket and bamboo pole, took off his clothes, and swam down the river along the willow trees on the bank of the river.

The water is cold, melts away the physical and mental irritability, and swims in the river.

Along the way, the lotus lotus in the river is illuminated, and the essence of the lotus root is gathered and merged into a delicate lotus root.

Find another celadon bowl and cultivate it.

After preparing the gift, he turned into Dijiazhuang with the gift, avoided the patrolling guards, and slipped to the back window of Yunyin Pavilion.

"Click"

Tap the lattice window.

"Bang la la"

There was a noise in the boudoir.

Mixed with the sound of rapid gasps, it disturbed the quiet night.

"Rustle"

Xianghe boldly approached the window of the piano room, trembling slightly and asked in a low voice, "Who, who's outside?" ”

"The silver mist of the moon comes in the wind.

The cold veil swept the heart of the frozen table.

Coming out of the world, the strings move the talents.

Love the lotus platform and smell the fragrance? ”

Xiulou burns bean lamps, deserted, Wang Langjun seems to feel the loneliness of a beautiful woman, and whispers a love poem.

Ah, the starving ghost is coming... Xianghe's body trembled, and she exclaimed backwards: "Little, Miss, that, that hungry..."

"Xianghe, be quiet."

Is this fate? Di Yun was sad and joyful, scolded Xianghe, and slowly approached the windowsill.

Xianghe pulled Miss but didn't hold it, and dodged in front of Miss.

Di Yun raised Qianqianyu and pointed at Xianghe's forehead, forced away the anxious Xianghe, walked to the windowsill, and held the window with a trembling voice: "The tender lotus drifting roots are connected."

Clean the lotus root into the mud to make the field.

The cold yin looks at the yang and the colorful lotus.

The heart is sweetened. ”

"Here we are."

Sure enough, it was the holy lotus seed of the Cold Palace, Yingyun was suffering from the outside and the marrow, Wang Langjun's heart moved at will, holding a bamboo pole to pick up the celadon bowl and flower pot, and sent it to the window to gently bump the pane.

"Click"

The lattice window sounded softly, and the colorful lotus shone brightly.

Through the paper, the colorful brilliance is like a treasure through the veil, which is fascinating.

With a fragrance penetrating into the lattice window, fresh and pleasant, Di Yun couldn't help but push the window to see a strange scene, and exclaimed: "Ah, colorful lotus...

The beautiful lotus flower has two stems and two flowers, surrounded by five lotuses, and the colors are shining.

Is this still a lotus?

Dare to ask Childe is such a temptation to pick lotuses in the middle of the night, tempting..."

"Brother is here to find the delicate color lotus body, ask for love and find a soulmate, and the sudden beauty has to be a last resort.

If the young lady cares about etiquette, her brother's surname is Wang, the famous army, and the word Langjun will come to the door to ask for marriage another day.

Ah, I can't move, I'm going to fall..."

The beautiful woman is polite and vigilant, and she is in vain? Wang Langjun was unwilling, and in the end, he played a trick and shook the bamboo pole.

Lang Jun, Lang Jun? Di Yun's heartstrings touched, the deer collided, and saw Cailian crumbling, so he reached out and hugged Cailian into the window and exclaimed: "Ah, fortunately, Cailian didn't fall."

Hey, this rope buckle, Childe..."

Childe is necrotic.

Obviously tied the flower pot with a string, where will it fall?

It really makes it bad, it makes people feel good... What do you think?

Did Childe close the pole and leave?

No, don't go... Di Yun looked out of the window in a panic, and when she saw that her son was looking forward to it, she suddenly blushed with shame.

The phoenix is looking forward to it, and the face is shocking, but it's a pity... Wang Langjun didn't see it clearly, and couldn't help but sigh and said: "Alas, Cailian is in love, but it doesn't resonate..."

"Childe stays, go upstairs to talk..."

Ah, Childe was leaving, Di Yun saw Childe turn around and leave by the window, and whispered in a panic and said her heart.

"Miss..."

Xianghe reminded him anxiously, but saw Wang Langjun climb on the windowsill, pull the young lady out of the piano room, and stay outside the bead curtain and yell at Wang Langjun: "The son is self-respecting, and he is not allowed to be more polite..."

"Xianghe..."

Dead girl, Di Yun said shyly.

Xianghe pretended not to hear, Wang Langjun saw Xianghe trembling and blocking outside the bead curtain, turned around and fished the bamboo basket downstairs with a fishing hook.

Resting on the wooden floor, the robe wrapped around the bamboo basket was removed.

Take out the purple bowl from the bamboo basket, open the lid, waft out a breathing aroma, send it to the bead curtain and say, "Little girl, take it, give Miss Di to eat while it's hot."

Don't worry that you haven't been poisoned, if my brother wants to arrest you, he will be able to catch you. ”

"You dare, no, who is small..."

Bad guy, Xianghe smelled the fragrance and knew the taste, subconsciously took the purple bowl, straightened his waist, and said unconvinced.

This person changed into a set of cyan brocade robes, with black hair floating on both sides of his handsome cheeks, it was so beautiful, ah, his heart was beating so fast...

The little girl is quite heartfelt, Wang Langjun retreated to the back of the piano case and sat down, making room for them to feel at ease, narrating Di Wen's harm to others, calculating Di Pu's official position.

In the end, Di Yun, who had eaten sweetly, sobbed quietly, embarrassed.

Childe was reminding, warning and reassuring Yun'er, Di Yun felt warm, but he couldn't bear to be targeted by his relatives like this, Qi Sheng said: "Childe may not know."

Not long ago, my grandfather informed my aunt that he was ready to agree to the courtship of the son.

There seems to be something hidden in it.

It's not like a squire boy who can impress his grandfather and get excited.

It's just that my grandfather's happiness made my aunt guess and didn't dare to ask.

The aunt could only ask her cousin to come and comfort Yun'er.

Yun'er is favored by the Langjun today, and she will not marry if she is not a king! ”

"Yun'er, a good name, simply use Cailian as the epigram.

The four seasons are colorful, never fade and wither, this is my brother's promise to Yun'er, no, to Cailian.

Cailian doesn't need to worry, if there is something, you can pull the warning bamboo pole outside the window, and my brother will rush over to deal with it as soon as possible..."

The pool of water in Dijiazhuang is very deep, Wang Langjun was thoughtful, and pointed out the warning agency outside the window to Cailian as he spoke.

It's a pity that Cailian is reserved and polite, always standing outside the bead curtain.

Reflecting a Narian, quiet and elegant Miaoman posture, it is not real, and it is more and more sultry, which makes Wang Langjun's heart itch and uncomfortable...

At this moment, Xianghe, who was guarding the door and watching the wind, ran in and said, "Miss, Miss Biao is back, and she is almost at Yunyin Pavilion..."

"Ah, my cousin went to help Cailian inquire about the proposal..."

Why is it so fast, Di Yun reluctantly stared at the son in the bead curtain, explaining with both affection and anxiety.

The beauty is so tempting, Wang Langjun got up and walked to the windowsill with an itch, leaving a bag of gold and said: "If you have money, you don't have to save, everything is determined by the brother, and he is gone." ”

"Ah, Langjun, then..."

Really gone, Di Yun flirted to the window, threw out the purse, and reminded him crisply.

When the love object was in hand, Wang Langjun took the purse, and it happened that Miss Chao returned to the piano room, and found that she was disgusted: "Good cousin, dating a lover..."

"Ah, what did my cousin say..."

Ashamed to death, Di Yun retorted shyly.

Suddenly, there was a big chaos in the village, and the shouts continued: "Who, someone is coming, someone broke into the village and caught the thief......"

"The thief is in the backyard, quick, hurry up and shoot him..."