"The moon is on the willow tops, and people are about after dusk." I don't know where the sour Xiucai came from, probably because Miss Scholar has read too many books, and thinks that if she sings two lines of poetry outside the high wall of a big family, there will be a lady who will take a fancy to herself and act in a drama that can sing and cry.

It's stupid enough, and I don't want to think about it, just one or two lines of poetry, or poetry written by others, why should others treat them differently? Beauty loves scholars, talented and talented scholars, heroes, heroic and fearless heroes. And a mediocre talent who is afraid of his family like a tiger and still recites other people's poems, without the slightest consciousness of diligence, how can people afford to love?

On the west floor, Lin Wanyu sat in front of the bronze mirror, and the maid who grew up together was busy putting on makeup for her, and her mouth was still counting a certain rat who stole her heart: "Miss, that poor boy is also capable, after going to Hanshan Temple, he dared not write a letter, hum, I see that he has changed his mind nine times out of ten, when he solved the test before, there was a letter every few days for dozens of miles, and now it has been several days, and he doesn't even have a message." Hmph, men just can't be trusted. ”

Lin Wanyu looked at the green mountains outside the window, the Hanshan Temple on the mountain was hidden in the stacked greenery, and the melodious bell urged the sun to fall, as if she couldn't wait to start the Lantern Festival. The beauty in the bronze mirror was in a trance, as if she was looking forward to it, and she seemed to be afraid.

"Akane." The person in the mirror gently pinched the little girl's hand, as if there were a thousand words, and her mouth opened and closed, but she said, "I miss you so much." ”

"Eh, miss, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Qian was a little scrambling, "Haven't I been here all the time?" Hey, miss, aren't you saying goodbye in advance, and you're going to send me away after meeting your lover? ”

"What are you thinking~" Lin Wanyu was interrupted by the little girl, her face turned red, and she felt a lot less sad.

"Hehe, Xiao Qian didn't think about it. Xiaoqian is Miss You's person, but she has to follow you for the rest of her life. In the future, when the young lady gets married, I won't have to go with me. Now I'm afraid that Miss will be jealous of you, and you will give Xiaoqian away in advance. ”

"Foolishly, how could I send you away." In the mirror, the person's face becomes more and more ruddy.

"Hey, hey, hey. Besides, if you want to get married, Miss, I think the poor boy is good, well, at least when other sons boast every day that they went to the Qinglou, he didn't go. Although Xiaoqian felt that he didn't go because he was poor. ”

"What are you thinking? If it's Sichun, why don't I give you to him. As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but glance at the green mountains outside the window.

"Alas, Miss, you just said that you wouldn't give Xiaoqian away~"

Lin Wanyu covered her mouth and chuckled, took a deep breath, and gently put her hand on her chest, there, at that time, her heart should be beating fast, right?

The little bee-like girl looked at her with a smile and gossiped about the latest news: "Hey, Miss, Xiaoqian recently heard a story, which is very good." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the person in his glasses, and seeing that she did not object, he continued, "Anyway, there is a sister who is married to a lover, and she is envious of others, but the good times are not long, and the lover's provincial test is approaching, so I can only endure the pain and go to the mountains alone to study hard." My sister saw that he was working hard, so she often made some soup to make up for him, but the mountain is far away, and the soup is always cold when it is delivered, you say, what should I do, miss? ”

"yes, what to do? Why don't you heat it up again in the mountains? Lin Wanyu heard the ridicule in the little girl's story, glanced at her angrily, and said along with her words.

"Hehe, the soup is boiled repeatedly, and the taste changes." Xiao Qian said with a smile, "That sister thought of a good way, she covered the soup with a layer of oil, so that the heat couldn't run, and when it was delivered, she scooped up the oil slick on the soup and gave it to her lover, hey, hey, miss, do you say this sister is particularly smart~"

"I think Xiaoqian, you're also very smart." Lin Wanyu glanced at her and chuckled.

"Hey, hey."

"Knock knock~"

Two knocks on the door interrupted the sisters' whispering, and the voice of the old mother came from outside the door: "Miss, Madame is waiting for you." ”

"Okay, tell Mom, the idiot will be coming soon." Lin Wanyu took a deep breath, stood up, stretched out her hand, and finally cut her hair and sideburns, nodded her lips, lifted her skirt, took two steps, hesitated, turned around and stretched out her hand to Xiaoqian, who looked innocent, and said, "Take it." ”

"What?" The little girl didn't seem to understand, her eyes fanned wide, and before Lin Wanyu could speak, she couldn't hold back at first, grinned and shook her eyebrows, took out a small bag of things from her arms babyishly, and said, "Hey, hey, I know that Miss wants, Xiaoqian is ready in advance, hey, Miss, be careful, the lard will melt if you put it too inside, and it will smell too outside." ”

"You're a ghost." Lin Wanyu scooped up the things wrapped in rice paper, carefully put them in her pocket, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, raised her head, took a deep breath, and walked out of the door.

The surrounding scenery suddenly collapsed and changed into a receding Ambilight with the sound of horses' hooves kicking, the noise of people, and the faint sound of firecrackers. In the midst of the noise, a conversation is strangely clear.

"Mommy."

"Idiot, I'm going to worship the gods and watch the lights tonight, don't move around randomly, you know?"

"Hey, the idiot knows."

"By the way, the juniors I saw yesterday, you have the one who can be eye-catching, talk to your mother, and your mother promises not to tell others."

"Mom~"

"Well, I think the one from the Linghu family is good, the one in white is fluttering, if Mom were you, I would choose him. Or is it him? ”

"Mom~Don't say it~"

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it, but he's coming with him tonight. Invited by your father. ”

"Father, how can he!"

"Don't you understand? Idiot.,Mom doesn't want anything.,Just want you to be happy for the rest of your life.,It's just.。。 ”

"Cluck."

The carriage shook slightly, dispersing some of the scenery, the streamer flickered, gradually deformed, tangled into a red lantern, and fell into the hands of the mountaineer, like stars falling into the mortal world, a majestic dragon of light hovered on the black mountain, until it gathered to the top of the mountain, and seemed to be connected with the stars in the sky.

"Miss Wanyu, watch your step." With a clear voice, a handsome face, and spotless white clothes, he carefully lifted the lantern in his hand to light the way forward for his sweetheart.

Lin Wanyu glanced at him, he was handsome and extraordinary, with a pure heart, his father stroked his beard with satisfaction, and his mother was also smiling happily, everything was fine, but I didn't know why, I just didn't like it. There was some indescribable irritability in my heart, and when I raised my eyes, Hanshan Temple arrived.

Looking back, the mountain wind rolls up the long hair, the freehand smoke, smeared into the dark earth at will, the little fireworks in the world, gather at the foot of the mountain, row up the mountain little by little, the majestic and glorious Lantern Festival lantern appreciation picture, the prosperity will rise vigorously. Looking back, he stood at the temple gate with a subtle and firm attitude, and when he saw her turn around, he smiled gently, and his eyes were affectionate that could not be hidden.

It is the spring of the seventh year of Yuanfeng, the Lantern Festival.