Chapter 18: Qianmo Hongchen is drunk
When Bai Liruo rushed to the outskirts, he did not see Xuan Ze himself, but his entourage. In an instant, loss filled Bai Liruo's heart.
Dare to break the appointment! I have worked so hard to find this place, and you do not show up, but you send an attendant to wait here. You can't come, why didn't you let us know sooner? I am a princess of a country, how can you tease? Bai Liruo was inexplicably a little annoyed, but there was a smile on his face, and he didn't see anything unusual at all.
"Since your son-in-law didn't come, the girl will leave!" Although Bai Liruo's tone was a little tough, it was not rude.
Xiao Shunzi guessed Bai Liruo's thoughts, and on the surface, it seemed that nothing happened, but in fact, he must be blaming his own son in his heart. He hurriedly stretched out his hand and stopped Bai Liruo, who was about to leave: "Girl, my son-in-law is in the pavilion in front!" β
"Oh? What does this have to do with me? β
"Girl...... Don't be angry, at this point, it's time for the little one to retire! Xiao Shunzi pointed to the specific location where Zhaoxun was, and then withdrew with a group of guards.
It's all here, it doesn't matter who is there, it's better to enjoy the scenery and relax. It's a pity to waste this great spring light, and today I have the right to see the beautiful scenery!
The scenery along the way, sweeping away the haze in Bai Liruo's heart, the desert in the north is thick and desolate, and it is not as soft and rigid as the Central Plains.
Bai Liruo was in a good mood, stepped on the wind under his feet, followed the direction guided by Xiao Shunzi, took three steps and two steps, and saw the small pavilion he said.
There are indeed people in the pavilion!
As for what he was doing, it was not known, because there was a veil in the way.
Occasionally, the wind comes in the mountains, and the white gauze tent dances in the wind. Bai Liruo saw through the gap that Xuan Ze was burying his head in the pen and ink.
Did you invite me here to see you show off your literary talents? Bai Li was not convinced, his footsteps hung in the air, and he fell behind Zhao Xun.
Bai Liruo was about to open his mouth to tease him, but unexpectedly, he said: "Girl, how similar is the woman in this painting to you?" Bai Liruo was stunned by him, and said leisurely for a while: "Childe, do you think she is similar to this girl?" β
Zhao Xun raised his eyebrows: "It's very similar, do you believe it?" With that, he slowly raised his eyes. Bai Liruo wore a blue sky long dress, which perfectly highlighted her graceful body, and exuded an intoxicating atmosphere when she was still and moving.
"Childe, are you boasting about yourself?" Bai Liruo smiled indifferently, and his casual expression suddenly appeared.
"How dare you? The girl sinks into the fish and the goose, how dare the person in the painting compare with the girl? β
"Childe's painting skills are not bad, at least he can distinguish one from the other!"
"The girl is laughing at her inferior skills? It seems that you have to practice hard in the future, otherwise how can you describe the girl's appearance of the country and the city? β
"That'sβthis girl is waiting! Childe has a girl on the left and a girl on the right, so awkward! The little girl's surname is Bai and her name is Li Ruo, you can call me Li Ruo. β
"Li Ruo? I'm afraid it will damage the girl's reputation! Let's call it the White Girl! β
"It's just a title, follow the child!"
"White girl, can you enjoy your face and play a song?" Zhao Xun pointed to the piano on the table next to him.
"Childe, what do you want to hear?"
Bai Liruo's jade fingers were lightly dusted, and the corners of his mouth rose, it was really a good piano!
"As long as it's played by the white girl, I like it below!" Zhao Xun didn't raise his eyes, he didn't dare to look at her, for fear that he would have nothing to hide in front of her.
Zhao Xun's words stirred up a thousand waves, Bai Liruo's heart was burning like fire, he inadvertently raised his eyes, and after the two lines of sight collided fiercely, they quickly returned to tranquility.
Cold...... Cold...... Cold...... Cold!
The spring is silent, and the trickle is regretted!
Bai Liruo's piano sound echoed in the valley, a thin stream slowly flowed out of his fingertips, and suddenly, a gust of wind and rain shook people's hearts. Zhao Xun raised his eyebrows, and simply threw the pen in his hand to listen.
Boom, lightning and thunder in my ears, and after a heavy rain poured, the sound stopped abruptly. Zhao Xun's eyes fell on Bai Liruo, although it was only a pillar of incense, she was already sweating profusely.
If you want to play a song heartily, how can you do it without a few years of careful polishing? Freezing three feet, not a day's cold. What's more, this song is profound. The female god of war of a country has been on the battlefield for many years, and it is not something that ordinary people can achieve with such stunts.
Zhao Xun took out the handkerchief in his sleeve and handed it to Bai Liruo: "White girl, I'm tired!" β
Jinpa is rippling with clear waves, and the mandarin ducks are tender and playing in the water.
Bai Liruo's heart was full of jealousy, and he didn't take the embroidered handkerchief, but turned around and looked around blankly.
"Sixteen years ago, my mother was framed and sentenced to death by the family, and I went in a hurry, and the only thing left for me was this." Zhao Xun clenched his fists secretly, and his tone was calm and calm, as if he was talking about someone else's business.
Bai Liruo clasped his hands together and bit his lip, "Let the son be sad, please also ask the son to have a lot!" β
"The past cannot be traced! White girl, can you have a few drinks with you? β
Zhao Xun sent the poured wine to Bai Liruo. Bai Liruo secretly stomped her feet, drank and made mistakes, and when her father was there, he explicitly ordered that she would not be allowed to drink. But whoever calls himself to provoke others today should make amends.
"Childe Haihan, the little girl will do it first as a respect!" If Bai Li raised his head, the wine was already in his stomach, the tip of his tongue was soft, and his stamina was sweet. Her eyes were a little confused, staring at Zhao Xun's handsome face, "Good wine!" Xuan Gongzi, it's your turn! β
This little thing, one cup will get drunk! Zhao Xun raised the lamp happily, the wine passed through the intestines, and he couldn't be greedy for a cup for a long time, just have fun. The wine is in hand, and it seems that there is still something missing. Zhao Xun noticed the sword on Bai Liruo's waist, so he pulled the corners of his mouth, "The beautiful scenery of flowers is beautiful, and being able to dance a song is the icing on the cake!" β
If Bai Li didn't think so, he wanted this girl to dance the sword, so he said bluntly, why bother going around in circles, for the sake of someone's bad mood, he fulfilled his wish.
"Please ......!" Zhao Xun didn't wait for Bai Liruo to speak, and his long fingers ran and jumped on the strings. Bai Liruo danced closely to his music, with a soft figure and heroic spirit. Raised on tiptoe, the sharp sword in her hand actually brought a bit of tenderness.
Maybe it's because of the sunset, maybe it's because of the wine, Bai Liruo's face has a fine halo, which spreads little by little. Zhao Xun was in a trance, the sound of the piano was disordered, Bai Liruo's dance steps were not affected by it, and he still danced generously and movingly.
The small pavilion on the mountainside, the beauty dances the sword, and the sound is wonderful. Beauty, do you know the heart of the king. How deep is the love? I don't know. Qianmo Hongchen, don't ask about the fate, just get drunk for the Yiren.