A wisp of wind blew into the room, pulling the sunlight obliquely in, and also pulling out the thoughts of autumn frost.

Xu Junyue didn't know how long she looked at the autumn frost quietly, whether it was a second, a moment, or an hour, the speed of time flow was always so uneven, and it had slipped away unconsciously.

Around the study, the audience who were secretly preparing to watch the excitement had long since dispersed, but the protagonist only appeared on the stage at this time, but not for the performance.

Autumn Frost stood up, breaking the calm picture.

"Junyue, you're here!"

Qiu Shuangliang was overjoyed, and hurriedly leaned in front of the window here, looking at Xu Junyue, the emotions that had been practiced for a long time had long been forgotten in the back of his mind, and suddenly, Qiu Shuangliang turned around, left the study, and came to Xu Junyue's side.

Looking at the approaching Qiu Shuangliang, Xu Junyue couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking a little cramped, pulling her right hand with her left hand, turning her right hand to her left hand, not knowing where to put it, and lowering her head, obviously she was blatantly peeking at Qiu Shuangliang just now, but at this time, she didn't dare to look at Qiu Shuangliang in the light.

There is no such thing as a brutal princess now, but it is just a catharsis of unbridled feelings.

Xu Junyue's head was very low, and her face was so red that she was hot, which was a fiery emotion that rouge could not paint.

It's like the first time the two people who have been married since childhood, the man is Xiaoxiao's son, and the woman is a pink beauty, which is the marriage of heaven, and the constant fantasy on the road when he comes.

Qiu Shuangliang took a step forward Xu Junyue took a step back, retreated and retreated, and hit the pillar behind him, Xu Junyue's head was already dizzy at this time, and the whole person staggered forward and fell forward, just falling into Qiu Shuangliang's arms.

Feeling the surging and powerful heartbeat in Qiu Shuangliang's chest, Xu Junyue's heart also became urgent.

"......"

Xu Junyue tried, or said unconsciously, screamed.

It is Xu Junyue's unique name for Qiu Shuangliang, just like the sentence "Xiaosheng is polite" in Qiu Shuangliang's play, which is also unique to Xu Junyue.

"Well, I'm here."

Qiu Shuangliang put his big hand on Xu Junyue's head, which was as soft as silk, woven into a black shawl, no need for more headdresses, princess, she Xu Junyue, was already noble.

"Whew."

Xu Junyue screamed crisply.

"Well, I'm here."

"......"

"I'm here."

No matter how Xu Junyue asked, Qiu Shuangliang always responded tirelessly.

Xu Junyue struggled to open Qiu Shuangliang's embrace, raised her head, looked at Qiu Shuangliang, and Qiu Shuangliang also looked at Xu Junyue, looking at each other, close at hand.

Xu Junyue's eyes are a dark night, filled with stars in the sky, the eyes turn, is the replacement of the stars, the eyes of the autumn frost are like white paper ink paintings, which contain the mountains and rivers in the west, and the rivers flowing eastward.

Xu Junyue's arms tightened, then let go of Qiu Shuangliang and took a few steps back.

"Hu, I've been practicing this dance for the past few years, and today, I want to show you."

"Here?" Qiu Shuangliang asked, "It took you a few years, why don't I let someone prepare it?" ”

Xu Junyue thought about the time for three breaths, shook her head, and said, "No, Yu, where there is you, it is my stage." ”

Xu Junyue is shy, and she is embarrassed by the cold autumn frost, how do you feel that she has the feeling of marrying a beggar and marrying a beggar.

The next moment, the skirt moved, the wind stopped, the people moved, the flowers bloomed, and the cold was kept, and finally the warm spring was coming.

The seasons change, and as long as you are alive, you can always wait for the season when the flowers bloom.

It's time for the Taohuawu flowers to bloom, and it's time for the general's mansion to bloom.

The corridor is less than a zhang wide, but it has become the largest stage between heaven and earth, and the big one is not the size, but it occupies the heart of the autumn frost.

According to the warm sun, she is the most colorful peony, the peony is the king of flowers, a beautiful group of jealous, ashamed of the flowers of the General's Mansion, but also red the General's Mansion.

Xu Junyue's own dancing kung fu is not as good as Ni Xiangyu, if you really want to talk about dance skills, no one can beat it, but Xu Junyue just practiced this dance, just like Qiu Shuangliang's "Yellow Bridge Flying Sand", Qiu Shuangliang's ability is not as good as Yi Yunhe and Zhao Mengting, but he can win with a single song, Xu Junyue is the same, I have to say that these two people are really a pair made in heaven.

Xu Junyue's trip was originally to visit the autumn frost, but she couldn't help but dance, the clothes on her body were not too suitable for dancing, but Xu Junyue moved, like a graceful peony, and there was no sense of heaviness.

The dance style is windy, and the body is graceful and vibrant. It is the new sprouts brought by the breeze, the silent arrival of the night rain, and the morning wakes up, the clouds and the sky are green, and the mountains are green and the water is clear.

Xu Junyue was obviously in front of the autumn frost, but she seemed to have disappeared between heaven and earth.

There is no melody, Qiu Shuangliang already knows what music Xu Junyue's dance should be accompanied by Xu Junyue's dance "Red Costume Song Stage".

Only this song is what Xu Junyue thinks, and only this song will make Xu Junyue so attentive.

After the dance, small beads of sweat appeared on Xu Junyue's forehead.

Xu Junyue will always be the luxurious peony, sticky with dew, it looks heavy.

Qiu Shuangliang stepped forward, hugged Xu Junyue's waist, raised his other hand, and gently wiped the sweat beads on his forehead.

"I'll just show you this dance."

Xu Junyue gently rested her head on Qiu Shuangliang's shoulder, and now this shoulder is much stronger than before.

"Hmm."

Autumn Frost responded softly.

He doesn't need to talk much, and he doesn't need to say anything, you promise me a lifetime, and I will pay you a lifetime of true love. This is too bad in a lifetime, the mountains are edgeless, the heaven and the earth are harmonious, but dare to be with the king, this is the words of the ancients.

Huang Ge Huang Ge, its time and harmony.

It is not my branch, and my heart has nothing to drag.

Huang Ge Huang Ge, which is in harmony with Jun.

I don't know, I want to refute you.

Huang Ge Huang Ge, Jun and He.

I am willing to be the will of the king, and the heart of the king has me.

This is what Qiu Shuang Liang wants to say to Xu Junyue, Xu Junyue is Huang Ge, and Qiu Shuang Liang is the same, but it is each other's season, not the same as spring, summer, autumn and winter, but only the season of relying on each other.

"......"

Xu Junyue muttered.

"I'm here."

"Tsui, I heard you're injured......"

"I'm fine, you see, don't worry about it."

"Yu, I heard that you are going to help the third brother deal with the eldest brother, can you not meddle in the matter between them? Father, I didn't want you to participate in the battle of the palace......"

Xu Junyue said, obviously not looking at the autumn frost, but her eyes were constantly dodging.

"The country can't be left without an owner for a day, compared to the big prince, the third prince is more likely to become a Ming monarch, I never serve anyone, I just want to do something for the people in the world, do my best."

Xu Junyue was silent for a while, not knowing what she was thinking, and said after a while: "You are really becoming more and more like your father." ”

"Do you want to? I haven't done enough, my prince also got it because of my father, no one in the world knows about the autumn frost, they only know my father, General Weiyuan. ”

Qiu Shuangliang picked up Xu Junyue's face and smiled evilly.

"What do you call my father, I'm afraid you should change your words."

Looking at Qiu Shuangliang's eager eyes, he suddenly blushed again.

I was jealous of a hundred flowers, but now I am ashamed.