The night was dark, and the misty drizzle sneaked into this quiet Jiangnan night with the breeze.

On the bank of the Qinhuai River, at the gate of the dilapidated courtyard, the dim lantern shone brightly. A gentle breeze blows, and the lanterns sway gently.

In the vast night, this lantern, which is already a little worn, is like a lighthouse in the vast sea, occasionally flickering and dimming, but it will never be extinguished.

The sound of the carriage crashing against the stone pavement was particularly clear in this silent night.

The sound of Dada's horses' hooves, stepping on the wet stone slabs. In this small street, there are echoes left behind.

Sitting in the carriage, Lu Heng lifted the curtain and glanced outside. When I saw the lantern hanging on the door of my house glowing dimly, my heart trembled slightly.

At this time, it rained heavily. The wind is also rising.

In this deep alley, the lights of the neighbor's house have long been extinguished. Even the lanterns were taken back. Only at the door of their own home, it is still bright.

"Zhan Guard, stop the car!" Lu Heng felt a little guilty in his heart, he was happy to chat in King Ning's Mansion, and he got carried away. But he forgot that there was a relative waiting for him at home. In this vast dark rainy night, she was a weak woman, listening to the torrential rain outside and the howling night wind, and she didn't know how worried she was.

In the warm compartment, it was as if the temperature had lost instantly. He just couldn't sit still.

"Childe, it's coming soon!" Zhan's guard didn't know what to do, and replied with a smile.

"Let's stop here!" Lu Heng's face became a little heavy, although he still had that faint tone, but with a majesty that people had to agree with.

"Ugh. Good! Zhan's guard put away the smile on his face and pulled the reins with both hands. Twisted the front of the car and parked the car on the side of the road.

Before the car could stop, Lu Heng opened the car door and jumped from it.

At this time, the rain outside is just as heavy. As soon as he came out, the pouring rain immediately drenched his warm robe.

"Lu Gongzi, you, hi!" Zhan's guards had already taken the umbrella and were about to jump down to pick up Lu Heng. As soon as he turned around, he saw Lu Heng jumping out of the car, and at this time, the clothes on his body were already soaked. The front of the caftan was swinging out, dripping with rain.

Lu Heng stretched out his hand to wipe the rain on his face, smiled and took the umbrella in the hand of the guard, and thanked him.

After bidding farewell to the exhibition guards, Lu Heng held the umbrella, followed by the dim light in front of him, and carefully stepped on the raised stone slab under his feet. Walk towards the entrance of the courtyard.

At this time, it was already late at night, and the people in Jiangning City had already entered their dreams, and even the noisy Qinhuai River was silent at this time. Everywhere I heard, there was only the rustle of rain falling on the ground. The torrential rain that poured down hit the ground and splashed a high layer of mist.

Although he said that he was wearing an umbrella, his clothes were still drenched.

When I was about to reach the door, the courtyard door creaked open.

A woman in a red cloak, holding an umbrella and carrying a lantern in her hand. Gently walking out of the wooden door, she first lifted the rain-soaked hair on her forehead, then raised her head to look at the lantern on the door, and found that the lamp oil inside was still enough, so she smiled with satisfaction.

The red cloak was already a little old, and it was now half wet from the rain. The small and delicate embroidered shoes were also wet with standing water on the ground. The woman carefully hid under the narrow door, gently removed the lantern, and raised the wick higher. Then he stood on tiptoe and hung the lantern again.

The rain and mist fluttered in the wind, wetting her black hair. On her smooth cheeks, there were faint drops of crystal water, like a holy fairy.

The lantern was lit up again. The woman stood under the lantern, looked up at the bright lantern, and smiled. Her body was covered with a layer of glittering light. In this night, it is beautiful and quiet.

Lu Heng, standing in the rain, was holding an umbrella in his hand. Quietly watching this scene. Looking at the woman's wet clothes, and her smile that gently wiped the rain from her face.

Lu Heng's heart was sour, and he sighed. Raising his head, he blinked, letting the slightly cold night breeze take away the wetness in his eyes.

He knew that in this life and this life, this scene of the rainy night would always be fixed in his mind and would never be waved away.

After the woman put the lantern back up, she smiled sweetly. Tightening the cloak on his body, he prepared to turn back.

The moment she turned around, she suddenly saw a dark figure with an umbrella walking in the dark alley ahead.

The woman's heart was shocked, and her pretty face became a little pale. She took a deep breath and forced her composure. The delicate body leaned against the wooden door, and the dexterous little hand went around the back and gently opened the latch.

But I saw that the black shadow did not rush quickly, but slowly advanced. When he stepped into the dim light, a face with a faint smile appeared under the umbrella.

"Qingqing's sister-in-law! I am back! ”

Liu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but she was still very angry. It really scared her a lot just now. Seeing Lu Heng's faint smile, the woman burst into laughter, but quickly put away her smile, glared at him angrily, and said, "Uncle! ”

The woman's face was deliberately in line, but it was difficult to smile happily. Although it was not a coquettish tone, it made Lu Heng feel extremely warm.

……

Back in the house, Liu Qingqing first took Lu Heng a clean set of clothes and asked him to change into them. After Lu Heng said that she had changed it, she took the wet clothes away.

When she returned, she already had a steaming bowl of ginger soup in her hand.

"Drink it while it's hot, don't suffer the cold!" Liu Qingqing kept urging Lu Heng to finish drinking the ginger soup, then opened the lid of the pot and brought up the sumptuous dinner. She placed the dishes and chopsticks on the table and asked softly, "Why did Uncle come back so late tonight?" ”

Lu Heng said with a smile: "Originally, it was already over, but when I went out, I met someone from King Ning's mansion. I went to King Ning's Mansion to sit for a while! Unexpectedly, before I knew it, it was so late! ”

Liu Qingqing's hand that was placing the dishes and chopsticks trembled slightly. After she put the dishes and chopsticks a little slowly, she lowered her head, looked at the dishes and chopsticks with some uncertainties, and said softly: "Uncle has eaten?" ”

In the dim light, the woman's pretty face was a little dim. There was a hint of loss in the soft voice.

Lu Heng saw the woman's somewhat gloomy look by the faint light of the oil lamp, shook his head and smiled, and said lightly: "No, the old man is very slammering." Eat two meals of rice. Do you think he is willing to invite us to dinner? ”

This is just a way to close the house and laugh. If you let Ning Wang Ye know, he will definitely blow his beard angrily and stare at him. Pointing at Lu Heng and scolding, you kid has eaten clean, and he won't recognize it when he wipes his mouth! also slandered the old man and slammed the door, which is simply unreasonable.

Speaking of this at this time, I just don't want to see this woman with a strong heart lost. Whether it is the previous Lu family or the current self. They owe her so much.

was originally a young lady from a large family, but because of a failed marriage, she married into the Lu family. In the end, the Lu family fell into the middle of the road, but Liu Qingqing still did not give up and insisted on staying in the Lu family. Because of this, I fell out with my mother's family.

In the gossip, the strong Liu Qingqing smiled. But Lu Heng knew how sad she was in her heart. Otherwise, she wouldn't have fallen ill some time ago.

It was precisely because of Liu Qingqing's illness that Lu Heng made up his mind to start fighting back.

Seeing Lu Heng's serious appearance and how stingy Prince Ning was, Liu Qingqing suddenly laughed, his beautiful eyes whitened him, lowered his head and pursed his lips and smiled: "People are princes, how can they pick the door like you said." Uncle is so bad! ”

As the woman smiled, the dull atmosphere in the room dissipated.

While eating coarse tea and light rice, the two talked about the recent interesting stories in the market.

Speaking of the hottest thing that has been circulated and fried recently. It turned out to be Lu Heng who was helpless and fried those two poems. Liu Qingqing said that when people outside talked about these two words, their eyes were full of smiles.

She looked at her uncle who was eating with her head covered, pursed her lips and smiled, with a thin pink on her pretty face, and said softly: "Now everyone outside says that uncle is the reincarnation of Wenquxing!" ”

"Hey!" Lu Heng raised his head and grimaced, wanting to explain. However, the woman did not give him a chance.

Liu Qingqing glanced at Lu Heng with a smile in her beautiful eyes, and then cast her eyes on the gently swaying oil lamp.

Her voice seemed to whisper: "Uncle, you are really talented!" ”

"Uh, I ......"! Lu Heng had no choice but to put down his chopsticks and decided to confess and be lenient.

"Uncle, I used to pretend on purpose!" Liu Qingqing's beautiful eyes stared at Lu Heng, and the eyes that were as pure as autumn water made Lu Heng blush for a while.

"This! ……”

"Uncle, what are your plans for the future? Why don't you go on a scientific expedition? ”

"I'm ......!"

"Uncle! ……”

"I ...... Alas! ”

One night, I heard a woman's soft voice in Lu Heng's courtyard, as well as Lu Heng's stuck voice. In the middle, accompanied by the woman's soft laughter, and the man's sigh. The sound came out of the window, blended with the rain, and disappeared into the night.

In the fourth year of the Great Zhou Qingyuan, the night of May 13. In the small courtyard on the bank of the Qinhuai River in Jiangning, the dim lights in the houses flickered on and off, and in this rain curtain, the light was strange.

In the early morning, the sky was still overcast, but the rain had stopped.

When Lu Heng got up, he saw the clean and neat clothes at the head of the bed. He smiled faintly, then got up and got dressed.

First, after tidying up the yard and diverting the stagnant water out. Then he put on his clothes and walked out of the courtyard gate. All the way with his hands behind his back, leisurely and elegant, in the thick morning mist, he walked towards the Qinhuai River.

The Qinhuai River was still shrouded in fog, and because the weather did not clear, it rained for several days. Far from decreasing, the fog on the Qinhuai River has become denser.

The green willow trees, in the mist that slowly drifted in the air, faintly. A young boy dressed in luxurious clothes was standing under the willows. With his hands in his sleeves, he looked around with an anxious expression, as if he was waiting for someone.

Suddenly, he saw a figure coming out of the thick fog.

Judging from this man's leisurely steps, the young boy was sure that he was the one he was waiting for.

His eyes lit up, and he hurriedly tidied up his new clothes. respectfully clasped his fists at the visitor and saluted: "Master Lu, you can count it as coming!" The villain has been waiting for you for a long time! ”