In the room, the green gauze tent is slow, and the twilight is slightly cool. A faint scent of sandalwood lingered in front of the window, and a little maid passed through it from time to time. The footsteps are extremely soft.

Du Liniang lay on the wooden bed, listening intently to the footsteps outside, staring at the purple tassels at the head of the bed for a while, and counting the hollow patterns on the eaves of the bed for a while. Since that day after swimming in the back garden, after having a longing spring dream, she was mentally exhausted and couldn't afford to be ill, this lifeless boudoir imprisoned her body, but could not close the spring in her heart. The scenery, the affectionate ripples in my heart, lingering.

Thinking of this, she felt so uncomfortable and called: "Chunxiang, Chunxiang, where are you?" ”

The door was slammed open with a creak, and Chunxiang trotted to Du Liniang's side and replied urgently: "Miss, I'm outside, what's wrong?" ”

"What are you doing out there?"

"Funny birds!" Chunxiang said happily, "Madame ordered me to clean the porch, and while I was sweeping, two orioles flew in the sky, with golden feathers all over their bodies, fluttering their wings, looking pretty and cute, and Haruka was trying to catch them, but unfortunately they flew away." ”

"What are you doing with it?"

"Catch it and show it to the young lady to relieve her boredom."

Hearing Chunxiang say this, Du Liniang shook her head and said, "Okay, don't be a cheap life anymore." ”

Seeing that the young lady was depressed, Haruka changed the subject.

He continued to praise: "That bird is so beautiful, no wonder the ancients wrote poems about it." ”

Du Liniang smiled and asked, "What kind of poem?" ”

"Two orioles..... Mingcui willow.... Not... Haruka can't remember the rest. ”

"Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky. This is Du Fu's quatrain. ”

"That's it! It's exactly what happened just now. Chunxiang clapped her hands and smiled: "Miss is really full of poetry and books." ”

Du Liniang sighed again, a pair of peach blossom tears, holding Chunxiang's hand, and said sadly: "It is useless to be full of poems and books, but it is better to live freely and freely than Huang Li." ”

"Miss--" Chunxiang threw herself into Du Liniang's arms, "Miss, don't think nonsense, take care of your illness, and your body can recover quickly." ”

"Chunxiang, I'm panicked, I'm afraid this illness is.... Ahem!! Du Liniang coughed violently, trembling all over her body, and felt cold in her liver and gallbladder, Chunxiang hurriedly handed over the handkerchief and shouted with a crying voice: "Miss..."

A cloud of red blood appeared on the handkerchief, and when they saw this, both of them were frightened, and Haruka said anxiously, "The slave maid is going to call Madame." ”

Du Liniang took her hand, and her pale lips opened lightly: "Chunxiang, don't go!" ”

"What does Miss want to tell Haruka?"

"Recite me a poem, Haruka."

Du Liniang sat up with her hands, Chunxiang helped her lean against the eaves of the bed, and said, "But Miss's illness is getting more and more serious, if there are three long and two short, what should Mrs. and Chunxiang do?" ”

"Don't get in the way, talk for a while, I'm much better." As she spoke, she coughed a few more times.

"Do you remember the poem that Mr. taught yesterday?" Du Liniang asked her.

"Haruka doesn't remember."

She timidly looked at the young lady, and saw that her young lady was closing her eyes, and read affectionately: "Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island, fair lady, gentleman." ”

After reading it, he breathed a long sigh of relief, smiled and asked, "Does Chunxiang know the meaning of this poem?" ”

Haruka shook her head.

She was about to explain to Chunxiang, but her cheeks quickly turned crimson, she wanted to say it but was ashamed to say it, hesitated for a while, and finally didn't dare to say it, Chunxiang couldn't bear it, and grabbed Bai and said: "Although I don't know what it means, I remember that Mr. said that this is a beautiful poem." ”

"Exactly."

Seeing that Du Liniang was deep in thought, Chunxiang guessed that the young lady must have something on her mind, so she asked tentatively: "Could it be... Could it be that Miss Fei has a sweetheart? ”

"Hugh wants to guess." Du Liniang flatly denied it.

Chunxiang said: "Sir said, this is a poem about a man loving a woman, if it weren't for the spring heart, why did Miss mention it for no reason?" ”

"Chunxiang ---" Du Liniang called lightly and changed the topic: "Don't talk about this poem, recently, I have always had a strange dream, very strange." ”

"What?" As soon as I heard that there was an Gonzo, Haruka came to the spirit.

"I dreamed of many people."

"Who?" Haruka asked.

"These people .... Poorly dressed, bizarre behavior, unorthodox, men and women..."She smiled shyly, and was silent for a while, which aroused Chunxiang's curiosity and urged: "What about men and women?" ”

After a long time, Du Liniang said with a red face: "You can enjoy fish and water at will...", Chunxiang teased: "Ah, Miss, this is not a strange dream, it is a spring dream!" Thinking about it day and dreaming at night, the young lady is afraid that she will be led astray by that poem. ”

Du Liniang said to herself: "That place is very unfamiliar..."

Chunxiang answered unhurriedly: "That place is only in the peach blossom garden." ”

Seeing Chunxiang laughing at her, Du Liniang pretended to reprimand: "Chunxiang, don't mess around!" ”

"Miss is so resting, don't think nonsense, Chunxiang won't tease Miss." She was about to persuade Du Liniang to lie down, but Du Liniang suddenly coughed wildly, she held Chunxiang, couldn't stop the spasm of her brain, her eyes were black, and she fainted.

Haruka put her arm around her shoulder and shouted, "Miss--! ”

"Miss--!!