In a dilapidated room, the scholar struggled to resist the door that was about to collapse, allowing sweat and tears to drip and wet his ruined shirt.

Behind him, on the ground piled up with hay and other debris, a woman curled up in red tried to look up at the scholar behind her, but the scholar was not allowed to look back at her because he wanted to block her from the outside sun......

"Caichen~, I can't imagine that I can't see you for the last time...... You have to take care of ......."

The woman's sad and intermittent voice made the scholar tremble, and even more turbulent tears burst out of his eyes in an instant, and he read a sentence painfully: "Xiaoqian......!" ”

"Farewell......"

"Xiaoqian!!"

The scholar turned his head suddenly, and the tears in his eyes fell on the empty ground, leaving a few drops of water. The wooden planks of the broken door shattered into several pieces because of the loss of the scholar's support, and smashed down, and the dust that was kicked up buried the traces left by the tears and disappeared.

The scholar stared at the ground in front of him for a long time, he knew that Xiaoqian had already left.

In a room in Rongguo Mansion, Daiyu slowly put the hand holding the book on her lap, staring at me like a scholar in a daze.

After a long time, she lifted up a free hand and wiped the wet marks from the corners of her eyes. Then he put the book on the pillow next to him, and leaned quietly on the side of the bed, distracted.

"Girl...?"

The maid's voice called her back.

"Girl, what are you thinking?"

Zijuan looked at Daiyu with some concern. Daiyu shook her head, put down her slender legs, put her feet into her small embroidered shoes, stood up, and sat down in front of the guqin by the window.

Outside, the green red-billed parrot was jumping up and down, a pair of thief eyes looking around. As if seeing Daiyu's gaze, it stopped its movements and tilted its head to look at Daiyu suspiciously.

Maybe it's wondering: why is this beautiful master staring at me like this? Well, it looks like you don't want to give me food, hmph, ignore her!

Flapping its little wings, it jumped again, turning its ass to this side......

"Girl, what's wrong?" Purple Juan came over again.

Daiyu retracted her gaze and looked at the piano in front of her again. This piano is not her original one, her one, which has been put away, this one, was moved down from the ship.

She said that her original one was a little broken, so Jia Qing asked people to move this one down for her and put it in her room.

After a stroke, Daiyu finally spoke: "Zijuan, didn't he come over today?" ”

Zijuan was relieved when she heard this, and then she felt a little distressed, and the girl was thinking about these things again.

"I heard that the capital has not been peaceful recently, it seems that something big has happened in the court, and the second master should be busy with business, so he must not be idle here."

After Zijuan finished speaking, he stepped aside again, took the lotus seed soup that had just been brought in, and said, "Now that the day is getting hotter and hotter, the girl should drink some lotus seed soup to relieve the heat!" ”

Daiyu shook her head and refused, looking out the window again.

She can be Nie Xiaoqian, but Jia Qing will not be Ning Caichen after all.

......

"Wonderful, wonderful! People are beautiful, the dance is even more beautiful, such a beautiful dance, looking at the capital, except for Brother Jia, you can't see anywhere else, today, let Xiao Wang open his eyes. ”

In the banquet hall of Ning Guofu, as soon as the performance of the twelve dancing girls was over, Shui Rong praised it greatly.

Jia Qing smiled and said: "The prince praised it falsely, how can they compare with the famous masters in the prince's mansion, the prince said this, it really exalted them." ”

Shui Rong shook his head, although he was used to seeing beauties, but Murong Yanran's beauty was already peerless, coupled with her elegant and agile dancing, she became more and more otherworldly. Even if it was him, when I first saw him, I was a little surprised.

The people also saw it, and the dance was also danced, and Jia Qingzheng wanted to wave them down.

"Master, it's better to let the slave family pour the bar......"

Murong Yanran was dressed in fluttering clothes, and walked over gracefully, saying delicately.

Jia Qing stared at him and did not speak.

Shui Rong saw this in his eyes, and felt very interesting, and said: "Such a beauty pours wine on her own recommendation, why is Brother Jia so unhappy?" Could it be that you are afraid that Xiao Wang will surprise the beauty? ”

Jia Qing smiled: "The prince said that he was laughing. ”

Then he looked at Murong Yanran and said indifferently: "In this case, you can stay." By the way, he waved his hand to let the other dancers go down.

"Thank you, Master." Murong Yanran smiled skillfully, and then directly stepped forward to pick up the gin jug, first poured a glass for Shui Rong, and then poured a glass for Jia Qing.

She is also accustomed to seeing dignitaries and nobles in Nanjing, although she has never seen such a noble person as Shui Rong, she is not stage frightened, and her movements are very light and natural.

After pouring wine for Jia Qing and the others, Murong Yanran held the handle of the pot in one hand and dragged the bottom of the pot with the other, and then retreated to Jia Qing's side like a maid.

Jia Qing held the golden cup and said to Shui Rong: "Lord Wang, please." ”

Shui Rong looked at Jia Qing's expression with interest from beginning to end, and when he saw Jia Qing toasting, he didn't answer and proposed with a smile: "Even if it's the wine poured by the beauty, this first cup, why don't you let Miss Yanran toast Xiao Wang?" ”

Jia Qing gently put down the wine glass and said with a light smile: "Since the prince is interested, then you can toast the prince on my behalf." ”

"Yes."

Murong Yanran took the wine glass handed over by the maid next to her, poured it for herself, and glanced at Jia Qing's face while she was putting the wine jug.

It's very calm.

Murong Yanran's eyebrows tightened, but the moment she straightened up, she returned to her previous feminine state, holding the quilt with both hands and saying to Shui Rong: "Slave Yanran, respect you, Lord Wang." ”

Shui Rong smiled and picked up his wine glass, touched it with Murong Yanran, and drank the wine with a smile.

Putting down the empty wine glass, Shui Rong looked at Murong Yanran again. A light court dance costume completely reveals his graceful figure.

"The flowers and the moon are beautiful, and the snow is ice muscles, I am probably talking about a woman like Miss Yanran!"

Shui Rong looked at Murong Yanran's smooth and white arms, and praised him like this. Then he raised his hand, as if to feel it for himself.

Catching a glimpse of Jia Qing's slightly moved brows, Shui Rong smiled in his heart, realizing that he had completely seen the reason for this, and the raised hand naturally reached into his arms, and felt out a string of prayer beads.

"At the beginning of today's meeting, there is nothing special to give, this string of wagtail incense beads is given by the saint last month, I will give it to Miss Yanran today, the right is the gift of the first sight." Aqueous tract.

Murong Yanran glanced at Jia Qing first, and when she saw that he didn't speak, she smiled, leaned down and said, "The slave family thanks the prince for his kindness." ”

Shui Rong smiled and put the rosary into Murong Yanran's hand, and then said with a smile: "You can also toast your master." ”

"Yes."

Murong Yanran replied in a coquettish voice.

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