On the way, she saw that her face was a little sad, and she hurriedly changed the topic, "Do you want to go and see Jiuhua?"

Hearing You Jiuhua's name, Wen Wan became a little interested, "Do you know where he is?"

"Yes," said the road smugly.

"Where?" asked Wen Wan.

On the way, he replied solemnly: "In the palace"

Wen Wan's eyes fell on Lu Ci's body without leaking, and she lowered her voice and said, "You seem to be teasing me?"

On the way, Ci laughed and trembled, "Yes"

Wen Wan walked away quickly, I really didn't want to talk to such a person. Seeing this on the road, he hurriedly chased behind, "Hey, don't go so fast, I'll tell him tomorrow, don't be angry."

"I'm not angry" Wen Wan turned around and gave him another blank look.

On the way, he came to Wen Wan's side, "Haha, there is a building here, and the song is not bad, do you want to listen to it?"

Wen Wan grew up reading poetry and books, and she followed an elegant person like Murong Yu, and she was also enthusiastic about these things, so she nodded and replied, "Go."

The two chatted for a while, and slowly came to the building.

The efficiency of resignation on the road is really fast, and on the second day of Jiuhua, I knew that Wen Wan had come to Kyoto, and I only knew that she was the eldest daughter of Wen Yao, the imperial historian. You Jiuhua couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief while being happy, if Wen Wan was Wen Yao's daughter, then the resistance for them to be together would be much smaller.

Wen Wan is an idler, and she is always free. You Jiuhua is different, once the crown prince, although he did not ascend the throne and take power, he still has a lot of things to do. The two only see each other every three or five days, and when they meet, they enjoy the scenery, inscribe poems, and paint, and their lives are very uneventful.

But every time he saw You Jiuhua, he was as happy as a flower, although he was amused by it, but she was also happy. This kind of bland happiness is really not bad.

And so, a few months passed.

There was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old man who hurriedly ran to the Wen Mansion, stopped, and poked his head in.

Wen Zhi, who happened to be coming out of it, frowned slightly, and said to the maid next to him, "Go, see what is the matter with that person?"

"Yes," replied the maid, and walked up to the man, took an envelope, and retreated to Wen Yi. Presented the envelope to Wen Yi and said, "It's a messenger, for Miss Wen Wan."

Wen Yi smiled, simple and clean, but opened the letter in his hand without care.

After reading it, the smile on his face became stronger, and he stuffed the letter back into the envelope. The envelope was not waxed, so it was impossible to tell that someone had moved the letter.

"Two hours later, take the letter to Wen Wan, I want to go out, you don't have to follow me" put the envelope back into the maid's hand, explained lightly, and slowly left.

When he came to the place mentioned in the letter, he glanced at it with boredom.

A lake building, connected by a narrow wooden bridge, the lake is full of hibiscus, rich green mixed with the clear green of the lake, occasionally a few beautiful fish swim by, it is a good place for a tryst.

The letter said that the prince asked Wen Wan to gather here tonight. She came to take a look, and by the way, she added something wonderful to them.

Since she was a child, I heard her mother say that Wen Wan is a prodigal person like her mother, unruly, unlearned, and unskilled. She really couldn't get used to Wen Wan's look so tall that no one in her eyes seemed to be worthless in her eyes. In this way, it helped her to sit on this prodigal reputation.

I went to the main building, asked for a bottle of good wine, and found a place where no one was there, and the medicine hidden in my arms. poured a little into it, felt that the dose was not enough, poured it in a few more times, and with a shake of her hand, half a bottle of kitsch medicine was almost poured into it by her.

shook the wine bottle, walked into the main building as if nothing happened, and called a junior, "You, help me send this bottle of wine to the master in that building."

Xiao Er's face was embarrassed, "This ......"

Wen Yi took out a bright silver tael, which was fifty taels. "Send it, and the money will be yours"

Xiao Er hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't resist the temptation of money, and asked for his teeth and said, "Okay"

The corners of her gentle mouth slowly spread into a malicious smile. Be gentle and enjoy.

She called all the people who should come tomorrow, and after sitting in the main building for a long time, she didn't see Wen Wan coming, so she was a little impatient. Walking out of the main building, she slowly came to the lake building, and she went to see if the prince had drunk the bottle of wine.

Wen Yi listened attentively, but did not hear any sound, and was a little puzzled: Could it be that he left?

I pushed open the door and went in to find out, but the lights were bright in the room, but there was no one in sight.

Suddenly, the door was slammed shut, a gust of wind came, Wen Yi rudely hugged the whole person, and the next moment the clothes that were still intact on his body just now were torn apart.

Wen Yi saw You Jiuhua with red eyes clearly, and his soul was about to ascend to heaven. She is really a genuine weak woman, she is struggling with all her strength, and it is as easy as pinching a chicken in You Jiuhua.

Seeing that the clothes were about to fade, Wen Yi was really anxious, and cried: "Don't, don't be like this...... Whining...... You wait...... Wait a minute...... Gentle Wan is coming."

"Where are you...... You're coming."

"Ah" There was a sharp pain in her lower body, she was forced in, and she couldn't help but cry out, and tears flowed down. She was pressed by the man on the table, ferociously in and out.

After Wen Wan received the letter, she changed her clothes in a good mood. picked out a cyan Su embroidered Yuehua brocade shirt, and used a silver hairpin to pull up a green silk, the red lips were red without dots, and the cheeks were delicate without rouge.

When I came to that place, I looked at it from a distance, and the whole building was brightly lit, and even a few lotus flowers in the lake could be seen clearly.

He's been here for a long time.

Slowly stepping on the narrow wooden bridge, walking, swaying, but interesting.

After descending the wooden bridge and climbing the stairs to the door of the building, I heard a rapid and ambiguous moan from within, accompanied by the sound of flesh crashing.

The action of pushing the door froze, the blood on his face faded cleanly, and he took a few steps back at a loss.

As I listened carefully, the despair in my heart became more and more intense.

It's actually warm and ...... You Jiuhua.

How could it be...... How so?

Wen Wan's eyes were red, and she squatted down weakly, gritting her silver teeth to prevent herself from crying. Heaven was not beautiful, but it fell a downpour, and the rain that fell was like gentle tears, and it fell on her fiercely.

She squatted outside, neither daring to go in, nor having the strength to leave, and the sound of the rain drowned out some of the sounds that made her feel distressed, but the sound was still in her ears, and the sound was tearing out her heart.

There was a fishy smell in his mouth, the skin of his mouth was bitten, and blood spilled out little by little.

A thunderbolt in the distance pierced the sky, as if it was about to tear out a rift, illuminating the gentle appearance.

His eyes were red, his face was like a ghost, and his clothes were ragged.