"The autumn breeze is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws are frightened. When do you know when you will see each other? It's embarrassing to be on this night! Enter my lovesick door, know that I am lovesick. Sauvignon Blanc is long and remembrance, and Sauvignon Blanc is infinite. I knew it was so stumbling, how could I not know each other at the beginning. ”

In the quiet courtyard, Xue Qing finished reading Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Words". I felt something, and I couldn't help but cover my chest and savor it for a long time. The girls of this era have a poetic heart, and naturally they will worship those romantic poets and lyricists.

When Yunyang wrote Du Fu's poem "Guangongsun Auntie's disciples dance with swords and weapons", she just felt amazing and surprised by his sudden rise in talent, but she didn't have too much feeling and worship in her heart. After all, for girls, even "Qinyuan Spring Snow" just feels majestic.

But the sentence "The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but that person was in the dim light" has already made Xue Qing fascinated, and then when will the lovesickness meet at this time? It's embarrassing to be on this night! even threw a boulder into her heart lake, which had been calm for more than ten years, and caused endless waves.

No one knows how much she longs to return to normal one day, to love a man like an ordinary woman, to get married, have children, and experience the things that an ordinary woman can experience in her life.

When she was a child, Daddy said to her, you want to live like a man, like that, she didn't understand the meaning of this when she was a child, she just nodded and agreed, what Daddy said is naturally right, you have to keep it in mind.

But as she grew older, she gradually understood, but she never complained about her father, she believed that her father did this because of his difficulties. So she wants to maintain the identity of this "Prince of Yan". It's just that in the dead of night, I can't help but read the novels of those talented and beautiful people.

I envy those heroines who can meet a good man who is satisfied, and naturally occasionally fantasizes that if she meets someone she likes one day, will she elope with him desperately as mentioned in the book?

Xue Qing, who was sitting on the courtyard rock, recovered from these messy thoughts, and finally couldn't help but sigh, and muttered to himself in a low voice: "You, don't think about these things." Actually, it's good to live with Sister Lan for the rest of your life. ”

A sparrow in the tree, perhaps alarmed by her sighs, chattered like a shrew scolding the street. Xue Qing scolded irritated when he heard this: "It's not a good bird!" Then I thought that Yunyang guy obviously had such good poetry, but he lied that he learned it in a dream.

"Yunyang, this guy is not a good bird either!"

After scolding, Xue Qing realized that he couldn't help but laugh, and in an instant, even the noisy sparrow's cry came to an abrupt end.

Yunyang, who is not a good bird, finally got rid of the torment of shaking his head and reciting the Four Books and Five Classics. He walked out of the study to wander in this courtyard, although the palace was big enough, there were only a few courtyards where he could go, including the courtyard of the prince, let alone go out of the mansion to play privately.

The reason why he wrote poems to Xue Qing was not just in exchange for not wanting to read, but naturally he had other plans. Since Xue Qing likes poetry, he also happens to use the other party's hobby to seek his own interests.

Anyway, it's not that he wants to do anything hurtful, he just wants to get rid of such a life of being constrained, he wants to be free, I will write you poems, you give me freedom, it is justified, it is not to use, but to trade.

Yunyang comforted himself like this, after all, he felt a little guilty about deceiving a simple girl like this, but in order to get rid of the deep mansion compound of the palace, he could only do so.

Yun Yang secretly thought in his heart, today a poem can be walked around in these courtyards, maybe write a few more, you can freely enter and leave the palace, as long as you can go out of the mansion privately, it is okay to write ten more poems. Looks like he's going to have to think of a couple of love poems. ”

One seems to be intentional but unintentional, and the other seems to be forced to be helpless, but in fact it is intentional. In this way, Xue Qing came to threaten him to study every once in a while, and Yunyang also cooperated to write poems to bribe him in exchange for freedom.

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable ......"

Xue Qing walked through the garden, holding the poems written by Yunyang in his hand, his expression full of sadness......

"I only wish that your heart is like my heart, and I will live up to my lovesickness......"

Xue Qing put his hands on his cheeks in front of the dresser, looking at himself with a sweet smile in the bronze mirror, and a flush rose on his face for no reason.

"Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud ......"

On the magnificent high-rise building, Xue Qing half leaned on the railing, looking at the sky, and sighed faintly.

"I wish to have one heart, and the white head will not be separated......"

In the study, Xue Qing slowly put down the rice paper in his hand, and glanced at Yunyang with bright eyes. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she really couldn't believe that this young man who had not yet reached the crown could write so many gripping love poems.

She had never thought of delving into Yunyang's life experience before, but at this moment, she suddenly wanted to know everything about him.

Xue Qing only vaguely remembered that one day when she was ten years old, Daddy suddenly brought back a child of her age from outside. At the age of ten, he was able to kill a large insect with his bare hands and defeat several royal warriors at the same time, and the child became her attendant ever since, guarding her safety.

And she, before that, only used him as her own squire escort, nothing more.

Until that day, she was greedy for fun and secretly ran to the shore of Jinyang Lake to swim in the lake, and was suddenly assassinated and fell in the lake. She was not good at water, and when she thought she was going to die, she saw that Yunyang disregarded life and death for her life, and finally took the lead by receiving a heavy slap from the man, killed the assassin and then jumped into the lake to save her.

Since then, Xue Qing has known that there is such a person who can risk life and death for her. Although she also knew that this was his duty, she also had this kindness buried in her heart, and she didn't want to just treat him as her own guard.

Xue Qing took a deep breath and suddenly whispered to Yun Yang: "Yun Yang, am I a little unreasonable. If you are forced to write me a poem like this, will you blame me? ”

Yun Yang saw her stunned appearance, and thought that he was moved by these romantic poems, and at this time, he suddenly heard her say this sentence and couldn't help but be stunned, and then said with a slight smile:

"Where, it's just some poetry. How can I be angry with Your Highness? ”

"It's just poetry?"

Xue Qing's eyes lit up, and he immediately smiled and said, "Listening to your tone, it seems that there are still many poems, bring them." ”

I really want to give myself a big slap, don't you say that you dig a pit to make yourself jump. Yunyang stroked his forehead, and said with a sad face: "It's really gone, I'm not an immortal, how can I have so many poems, Your Highness, you can take it easy." ”

Xue Qing's eyes suddenly widened: "Do you give it or not!" ”

Yunyang's tone was resolute, and he swore to death: "Don't give it!" ”

"Okay,"

Xue Qing smiled slightly, glanced at Yunyang, and then said unhurriedly:

"The teacher doesn't seem to have been here for a few days, so I'll ask Xiaoman to invite the teacher over later."

Xue Qing deliberately lengthened his tone with a smile and continued: "Alas, the teacher is teaching, and the sage has said a sentence of etiquette, righteousness, benevolence, wisdom and faith, and he has to quote and quote scriptures. I remember talking about it for several days. ”

Yun Yang's face suddenly darkened, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "You are amazing!" Immediately, he changed his smile and said, "Don't bother Mr. Yang." I'll write you another poem. I have one condition, though. ”

Xue Qing immediately said triumphantly: "What conditions, as long as I can do it, I will promise you!" ”

Yun Yang thought for a while and said, "It's too boring to be in this deep mansion compound all day, so I want a waist card that can enter and exit the palace freely." When you have nothing to do, you may be able to write better poems when you are in a good mood. ”

Xue Qing thought deeply about this, and suddenly felt a little guilty in his heart, why didn't he think of this, so he agreed to Yunyang's request.