Among the flowers and plants by the lake, Lu Heng tiptoed to catch a butterfly and gave it to Xiaohong.

Seeing Xiaohong happily grabbing butterflies and singing songs, Lu Heng was also very happy in his heart.

I've been in Da Zhou for so long, and every time I patronize and intrigue with others, I almost forget the true face of life.

Looking ahead, Xiaohong, who was more lovely than a butterfly, Lu Heng smiled slightly and hurried over.

Crossing the small bridge across the lake, you enter a dense green bamboo forest, step on the soft grass on the ground, and the air is filled with the intoxicating fragrance of spring.

Walking in this forest full of green bamboos, for many days, the state of mind disturbed by various mundane things has unconsciously calmed down.

My heart calmed down, and many things were figured out in an instant.

Originally, those things that seemed to be quite a headache were solved at this moment. Like the spring breeze on the face, it passes softly, and what is taken away is only sorrow, and it is indeed a pleasant pleasure to leave behind.

Anjia, Qingcheng Dao, Northwest, Turkic, King of Jin, and the imperial court, heh!

Running through the extremely troublesome silk threads, Lu Heng finally happily discovered that all this was really so clear.

In front, a long crooked bamboo with a horizontal fence in front of it. Xiaohong, who was jumping and walking in front, jumped lightly, and then stood behind the bamboo, smiling like a flower, waiting for the scholar brother.

Lu Heng smiled, raised his feet, and walked over easily.

Then, stretching out his hand, his fingers flicked lightly, Xiaohong's cute little braids, seeing that the little guy hurriedly protected his braids, and then hid aside, puffing out his face, looking at Lu Heng angrily.

"Let's go!"

Lu Heng smiled slightly, and took the lead towards the front with his hands behind his back.

Along the way, Xiaohong sang an unknown song, which was tactful and crisp, and it was very good.

"Who did Xiaohong learn these songs from?" Lu Heng walked, turned his head, and looked at Xiaohong curiously.

"The last time I went grocery shopping, I listened to those sisters sing, and Xiaohong wrote it down!" Xiaohong said with certainty, indicating that she was not lying.

"Does it sound good?" It's over, Xiaohong looked at the scholar expectantly, and asked cautiously.

"Well, that's good!" Lu Heng smiled and nodded.

"Hee-hee, some places are made up by Xiaohong herself!" Xiaohong said happily, then looked at Lu Heng with big eyes, and asked curiously, "Brother didn't hear it?" ”

Uh, Khan!

Lu Heng was stunned for a moment, and the muscles on his face couldn't help but twitch a little.

Seeing this, Xiaohong smiled even more happily.

"Little Red will compose?" Lu Heng's heart lit up, and he finally knew that Xiaohong's specialty was there.

"Yes." When Xiaohong first started, she nodded vigorously. However, there was always some uncertainty in his heart, and then he hurriedly changed his words: "It will be a little!" ”

"A little is a little!" Lu Heng smiled, and after taking two steps, he turned his head and said to Xiaohong: "Brother, there are a few words here, will Xiaohong do it?" ”

"Okay!" Little Red is very happy.

"Well, these sentences are written about bamboo!" The surname Suo was fine, Lu Heng stopped, and after thinking about it for a while, he recited: "Insist that Qingshan will not relax, and the roots are in the broken rock." Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south. ”

After finishing speaking, Lu Heng looked at Xiaohong very expectantly to see what kind of surprise this little genius could give him.

I saw that after Xiaohong lowered her head and thought about it, her eyes lit up, and then she sang: "Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks." Thousands of blows and perseverance......"

Singing until the last line was stuck, Xiaohong thought about it, but still couldn't come up with it. She pouted and said, "This song is not good, my brother will make another one!" ”

Belch...... Hearing this, Lu Heng couldn't help but be stunned. Seeing Xiaohong's pouting appearance, Lu Heng couldn't help but sweat on his forehead.

This, can say that Mr. Itabashi's masterpiece is not good, throughout the ages, Xiaohong is still the first person.

Ahem, children's words are unscrupulous, children's words are taboo!

"Brother, write another one!" Xiaohong tugged at the corner of Lu Heng's clothes and said coquettishly.

"Okay, then let's say one more!" Lu Heng stretched out his hand and wanted to play with Xiaohong's pigtails again, but saw that the little girl was extremely vigilant and hid aside, looking at herself angrily.

Lu Heng smiled, raised his head, and looked at the sunlight coming in from the bamboo forest in front of him, and the entire bamboo forest was as quiet and beautiful as a fairyland.

The wind blows, and the rustling sound rings softly in the ears, which makes people feel very happy.

After thinking about it in his heart, his footsteps stopped slightly, with a faint smile on his face, and said softly: "Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not roar and walk slowly." Bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Ping's life.

The steep spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, slightly cold, and the mountain is obliquely shining but welcomes. Looking back at the bleak place, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine. ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a crisp applause from the bamboo forest in front of me.

Lu Heng heard the sound and looked ahead, only to see that in the bamboo forest bathed in the sun in front of him, two beautiful women like fairies, accompanied by several maids, walked out of it.

The applauding was a woman in a long purple dress, who was looking at her with a smile on her face. The playful color in his eyes is very obvious.

Lu Heng glanced at her with a smile, saw this woman's plump and delicate body, groped her chin, nodded appreciatively, and secretly praised in her heart, well, I didn't find it last time, I actually had such a good figure. Especially...... Lu Heng's gaze swept over the woman's towering chest, paused slightly, and nodded with interest.

When he saw that the woman's pretty face was slightly cold, and a gloomy color flashed in her eyes, Lu Heng quietly withdrew his gaze. Then, looking at the woman who was wearing a grass-green dress beside her and had a stunning face, seeing that she was looking at herself with a grim smile, Lu Heng smiled helplessly and said, "I thought you had gone somewhere, I was worried about me!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Liu Qingqing glared at him with a red face, and said in a low voice: "What nonsense, there are people!" ”

Lu Heng smiled, walked over, stretched out his hand, grabbed Liu Qingqing's little hand hidden behind his back, and then said with a smile: "It's okay, acquaintance!" ”

As he spoke, Lu Heng brutally squeezed into the middle of the two women, and then looked very jealous and blocked Liu Qingqing behind him.

No way, the woman in the purple dress in front of her, although it is the second time they have met. But Lu Heng knew her identity very clearly in his heart.

Yesterday when he was in Xingyuan, Lu Heng was keenly aware of her identity from her slip of the tongue, and he actually said that when he saw that she was able to enter and exit King Ning's Mansion easily, the doubts in his heart were suddenly swept away.

Oh, sure enough, it's her!

Lu Heng glanced at the woman, and then stayed on her plump chest for a while, and then withdrew his gaze, and looked at the woman with righteousness in his eyes.

Well, it is said that Princess Ankang of the Great Zhou Dynasty is a delicate lily.

Now, seeing her smiling eyes, with a hint of embarrassment, Lu Heng still didn't understand in his heart, it turned out that there was really no wind and no waves.

Looking at Her Royal Highness the Great Zhou Princess provocatively, Lu Heng smiled slightly and said, "Your Royal Highness the Princess, you say yes!" ”

Princess Ankang was a little annoyed, this scholar's rudeness, after quietly glancing at him, a hint of cunning mischief flashed in her beautiful eyes, and then she suddenly grabbed Lu Heng's arm affectionately, and the Hao wrist of the deceptive Saixue passed through Lu Heng's arm and hooked together.

"You scholar, how bad you are!" The woman's words almost made Lu Heng's eyes fall.

"Yesterday, I played tricks on people like that!" The woman glared at him resentfully, and the ambiguous atmosphere in her words suddenly made Lu Heng stunned.

On the side, a small hand sneaked into Lu Heng's waist, accurately grabbed the soft flesh on Lu Heng's waist, and twisted it hard.

"Huh......!" Lu Heng gasped in pain.

With a trace of embarrassment on his face, he looked at Princess Ankang and said with a wry smile: "Why did Her Royal Highness the princess say this!" ”

At the same time, he stretched out his hand and accurately grabbed Liu Qingqing's sneak hand, and then rubbed it around shamelessly, Liu Qingqing's pretty face flushed, and she wanted to break free, but in vain she found that her uncle's strength was very strong, and he never shook it off after several efforts. In the end, she could only let her uncle hold her hand, lowered her eyebrows and snorted, and a charming blush appeared on her beautiful cheeks.

"Didn't you say yesterday that you couldn't compose poetry?" Princess Ankang glared at Lu Heng hatefully, and said in a resentful tone.

Seeing Lu Heng's ugly smile, Princess Ankang retracted her gaze, her slender fingers gently supported her chin, repeating the song she had just heard.

"Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not chant and walk slowly. Bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Ping's life.

The steep spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, slightly cold, and the mountain is obliquely shining but welcomes. Looking back at the bleak place, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine. ”

After chanting carefully, Princess Ankang raised her head, looked at Lu Heng with a smile and said, "You say, what is this?" ”

"Ahem, this poem is actually copied below!" Lu Heng smiled and happily admitted his copying.

"Oh?" Princess Ankang smiled, her beautiful eyes were full of strange smiles, staring at the scholar who was rolling around, suppressed the smile and said, "Then you say, whose did you copy?" ”

As soon as these words came out, I originally thought that this scholar would panic and talk nonsense. However, to Princess Ankang's surprise, the scholar didn't react at all, just glanced at himself with a smile, and then raised his head yearningly, as if he was recalling something, and said leisurely: "Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple telling stories, what to tell,......"

Behind him, Liu Qingqing couldn't help but laugh when he heard his uncle suddenly tell this story. The beautiful eyes glared at the uncle fiercely, as if to accuse him of being disrespectful to the princess.

When I was in Jiangning, my uncle deceived himself several times about this story. Now, he is so bold that he has come to deceive Her Royal Highness the princess again.

Liu Qingqing saw Princess Ankang's smiling gaze, and she was also a little worried about her uncle, and her little hand was a little hard to hold her uncle's thick and powerful hand.

Lu Heng smiled slightly, squeezed Liu Qingqing's little hand, turned his head, looked at the Princess Ankang in front of him with hope in his eyes, and asked with a smile: "Your Royal Highness Princess, guess what, what is the old monk talking about?" ”

"Humph!" Princess Ankang looked at the smiling in front of her, this smug scholar, and replied with an ugly smile: "Dingfeng Slope? ”

"Princess, extremely smart, Lu admires!" Lu Heng smiled, pulled Liu Qingqing to take a step back, and then stretched out his hand to salute Her Royal Highness the Princess, and said with a smile.

Princess Ankang: "......"

(To be continued)