Qin Huan sat on the couch, stretched out his hand to pick an apricot blossom that fell from his hair, and said, "I really want to go back to that time, at least we ......"

Speaking of this, he paused again, he withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes slightly, clenched his fingers silently, and collected the apricot blossom in his palm.

Su Qinglang looked at him and was silent for a moment, then raised his lips and smiled: "What's the matter today, it's obviously a good day, but one by one I came out to be sad and sad, tracing the past." ”

Seeing that Qin Huan was silent, he continued: "I just told someone today that here and now, you should live in the present and look forward to the future, and when you turn around, you will hear you say this kind of thing, or is it that Young Master Qin is really sick, his brain is already confused, how can he talk and act like a girl, and become more and more hypocritical?" ”

Qin Huan didn't answer, listening to his ridicule, he just smiled helplessly, with a little bitterness on the corner of his indifferent lips.

I heard Su Qinglang say again: "By the way, Xiangye is going to let me find Mei Liusheng to rebel, I don't know what his background is?" ”

Qin Huan shook his head and replied, "This was the first time I knew that this person existed that day, and I had people check his origin, there was nothing special. ”

Su Qinglang sighed and said, "The family background is clean and the background is ordinary, so how credible is this person?" ”

Qin Huan shook his head again, coughed and said: "Not exactly, sometimes the more seemingly simple the background, but the more complex the inside story, the people I sent out before, several of them died at his hands, think about it, if it is just an ordinary scholar, someone inadvertently bumped into his whereabouts, how can he kill people without asking the reason?" ”

As he spoke, he felt more and more that something was wrong, he paused, looked up at Su Qinglang, his expression gradually turned weak, and said tentatively: "Qinglang......"

Su Qinglang sat on the edge of the bed, maintained a gentle smile on his face, and said, "Say, go on, I'll listen." ”

Qin Huan was choked by him, knowing that he was wrong, he lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have sent someone to follow your ......"

Su Qinglang still smiled, as if he had never taken it to heart, and said, "I know that you are for my good and worried about my safety, so why apologize?" ”

Su Qinglang is like this, when he is really angry, he never shows it on his face, and the more unhappy he is, the more calm and calm he looks.

Qin Huan didn't answer, and sure enough, he said again: "I, Su Qinglang, have grown up to be twenty-three years old, and I have never been cared for like this, I am really honored, otherwise, I will directly resign from my official position and let Young Master Qin take a rope to tie me around my waist, so that I don't have to let my brothers in the mansion go back and forth, but it will save trouble." ”

The things in the world are more or less like this, the rats are afraid of the wolves, and the wolves are afraid of the elephants, and the elephants, in turn, are trampled on the heads by the mice.

Su Qinglang groveled in front of Prime Minister Qin, respectfully and respectfully, but he could accurately grasp Qin Huan's seven inches, and in a few words, he was obedient and couldn't move.

Who is Qin Huan, the son of Prime Minister Qin Qian, if he wants the stars not to pick the moon, even if he wants to take one of his old lives, Qin Xiangye will hand it over to him without blinking.

is the reincarnation of the whole situation, Su Qinglang is still the biggest winner in the end, with Qin Huan here, sometimes, what he does is so helpless that even Qin Xiangye himself is helpless.

Qin Huan remained silent, and when he finished venting, he said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, if you don't like it, I'll withdraw them, but that Mei Liusheng, it's better for you to be careful." ”

It turned out that on that day, Master Su was going to go on a blind date in the Wind and Rain Pavilion, and Young Master Qin got the news and was worried about the safety of Lord Su, so he asked the guards in the mansion to follow, and reported the blind date process to him by the way.

Unexpectedly, when a few guards were lurking in the forest, they accidentally met a scholar in ink clothes, and the guards around the scholar, the guard was only fifteen years old, but his martial arts were very high, seeing them sneakily hiding in the shadows, he thought that the assassin wanted to be unfavorable to his son, so he directly pulled out his sword and killed four or five of them.

The two sides clashed, and in the end they found out about the misunderstanding, Mei Liusheng inevitably reported the news and made branches, so he raised his sword to chase after him, but met Su Qinglang in the peach forest.

Hearing Qin Huan's narration, Su Qinglang became more and more confused in his heart, in fact, his impression of Mei Liusheng was like seeing flowers in a fog from the beginning of the meeting, and he never understood it very well.

The mountain scholar, whose background was ordinary to a few words, came to the imperial city with an escort, and without help, plunged headlong into the turmoil of the court's power.

What does he want, what does he want to do?

Just thinking about it, I heard the little guy outside the door say: "Childe, Xiangye sent someone to spread the word that he will come to see you later." ”

Su Qinglang pouted when he heard this, this Qin Jian is like a hen watching eggs to his son, and he really never leaves for a moment.

Although he Su Qinglang is full of lust, he is not a hungry weasel, and he did not put this lustful gall on his son's body.

Besides, he is a powerless scholar, with Qin Huan's "tiger's back and bear's waist" and the body of a martial arts student, and from the beginning of entering the door, he has been holding his hand until now, even if something indescribable happens, it is their situation that is reversed, he is not worried, what is this Qin Jian worried about?

Thinking of how disgusted Qin Xiangye was with his son and him, Su Qinglang was very aware of the current affairs and withdrew his hand.

He stood up and said to Qin Huan: "Since Xiangye is here, it is inconvenient for me to stay any longer, you take care of it, and I will come to see you in two days." ”

Seeing that Su Qinglang was leaving, Qin Huan was very regretful, but finally nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Su Qinglang turned to leave, and when he was about to cross the threshold, he heard Qin Huan suddenly speak: "Qinglang ......"

He paused, and then said slowly: "I know that the past is very difficult for you, even if I have the heart to make up for it, I am afraid that you will not want to face it again, but I still want to say a word to you, if you are really willing to let go of the past and live in the present, I hope that in that future, I will always be with you." ”

Su Qinglang was silent for a long time before he looked sideways at him and said, "Young Master Qin is really sick and confused, and his speech is becoming more and more hypocritical, and he is almost ......sour."

Walking out of the room, walking on the path in the house, the apricot blossoms above his head were blooming lively, and Master Su was holding a folding fan in his hand, as if he had not seen the surrounding scenery.

In the originally delicate jade-like face, at this time, there was no longer the frivolous style of the past, and he had been expressionless, and there seemed to be a trace of coldness between his eyebrows.

Wan Yuzhen and Qin Huan's words still echo in his ears, word by word, like water droplets, knocking on his heart, rippling in circles, and quietly spreading in his heart.

It was like a sharp knife that stabbed him in the chest, twisted and twisted, and cut a heart to pieces.

Su Qinglang covered his heart, only to feel a slight pain there, he couldn't help laughing, and shook his head helplessly.

originally thought it was just a farce, but I didn't expect that there was love in the play, and the love fell into my heart, so that now he is like Wan Yuzhen, and his brain is full of water and nerves.

Turning around and crossing a bush of trees, he was about to leave the Prime Minister's Mansion through the side door, but he saw Qin Jian walking towards him.

He stopped and bowed to him: "See Xiangye." ”

Qin Jian glanced at him, snorted, and asked, "How is Huan'er?" ”

Su Qinglang stood up straight and replied, "I just took the medicine, and if I rest for two more days, I guess I will be fine." ”

Qin Jian hummed again, looking at that, he didn't plan to greet him again, but said, "Go back." ”

After a pause, he said, "Mei Liusheng's matter, you have to worry more." ”

After speaking, he bypassed Su Qinglang and walked towards his son's attic.

Su Qinglang stood in place, turned to salute his back, and promised, "Yes." ”

When he raised his body again, he saw that Qin Jian had already walked away, he stood quietly, looking at the departing back in the distance and fell silent.

A breeze blew and lifted his clothes, and with the cold of early spring, he shivered, came back to his senses, and was silent for a moment, turning his gaze to the garden in front of him.

At this time, the sun sets, setting a golden edge for the clouds on the horizon, and the setting sun overflows the cornices and falls on the apricot blossoms, as if returning to that winter evening many years ago.

The four of them sat in the pavilion, and the weather was cold after the snow, and one of them snatched someone's warm wine to drink, and one took someone's freshly peeled crab.

After chasing and fighting for a long time, they all lay on the table exhausted, and they didn't know what to say, but everyone slapped the table and laughed.

I still remember that time, he said: "My garden has just been built, and the plaque has not yet been put down, can any of you help me choose a name?" ”

A blue-clothed scholar continued: "I see that most of the garden is a lotus pond, and when it comes to summer, it must be a lotus wind gusting and refreshing, so it is better to call it a lotus wind small building." ”

When the words fell, another scholar in Tsing Yi shook his head and vetoed: "It's not good, it's not good, Hefeng Xiaozhu, it sounds like a girl's boudoir, our Brother Su looks like a girl's family, if even the yard is named after a girl, wouldn't it be even more ridiculous?" If you want me to say, this pavilion was built here to appreciate the lotus, and it is the most appropriate place to enjoy the lotus. ”

In the end, the young man in ink finally couldn't help but stand up, and grabbed his shoulders like an old cow protecting a calf.

Said: "Hey, you two don't look at the good scene in front of you, but you just imagine what summer lotus pond, in my opinion, the field of vision here is wide, and the pond is much larger than the average, which is the most suitable for enjoying the snow, and you and I sit here, and you can still hear the sound of snow outside, it is better to call the snow pavilion more appropriate." ”

That year, the sunset was reflected on the snow, glowing with a faint crimson, and the smile on the face of the young man in ink was as brilliant and gentle as in his memory.

I still remember that I was a teenager at that time, looking for hunting birds in the forest, dancing eagles in the sky, and riding on a saddle horse.

Now counting the past, the past is like the wind, the sunset is still red, and the dream is light several times.