"Mo Yuyan, are you listening?" He couldn't help but shake the slender wrist of the woman in his palm.

"Of course." Mo Yuyan turned his face sideways and gave him a gentle smile, which went straight into his eyes, almost causing him to slip. He read it right, this woman was really funny, it wasn't the first time he had seen her laugh, but this time he was hooked.

So he couldn't help but put away his five fingers, held the wrist in his palm, and smiled equally gently at the owner of the wrist. The small bridge flows, holding hands against each other, so that outsiders can see it, and they think it is a pair of mandarin ducks.

"Childe has lost his honor." Shen Yuan took the first step to break this moment of beauty, and tried to break away with his hand.

"Oh." The fan boy lowered his head and pulled her to continue walking, without letting go, nor looking at her, but only a muffled voice into her ears: "Ah Yan, come with me for a walk." ”

Shen Yuan was a little stunned, not knowing if he had heard it wrong. The fan boy had never spoken to her in such a tone, not a command, not a joke, not a joke, not a sarcasm—it was like a request, like a helplessness, like a concession, like a ......

Take pity on the pale compromise of the person in front of you.

And this is precisely what Shen Yuan can't understand.

Shen Yuan endured it, and walked down the bridge with the folding fan boy, and forced himself to stand still after crossing the bridge: "The bridge has been crossed, the son can let go of his hand." ”

The folding fan boy stopped with her, but refused to look back, and naturally it was impossible to let go, still talking to her with his back to her in a muffled voice: "I...... Does it hurt you again? As he spoke, his fingers moved, as if he was entangled, but in the end he didn't let go or relax.

"Nope." Shen Yuan answered him truthfully.

"Then you don't have to let go." The folding fan boy suddenly had a force in his hand, and pulled Shen Yuan forward without saying anything, asking her to stand beside him, almost standing next to each other: "The road ahead is not easy to walk." He looked down into the eyes of the cold fragrance Oiran and guided her gaze to the cobblestone road in front of the bridge. On the road, one by one the round colorful pebbles, all washed by the rain, desperately glowing with crystal light, riveting enough energy, iron determination to help the folding fan boy.

This time it startled the three on the other side, and Scarlet Cloud immediately wanted to chase after him, but was dragged by Scarlet Moon, saying that the young lady didn't panic, and it was bad to rush over; Caiyun helped to stop it after realizing it, and was also dumbfounded.

The two people in front of the stone road froze like this, holding their hands and shoulder-to-shoulder, talking and fighting.

"Ling Gongzi, this is the concept of immortality, not the Leng Xiang Pavilion......"

"Couldn't we meet and talk after leaving the Leng Xiang Pavilion?"

"Out of the Leng Xiang Pavilion, if the son wants to meet and talk to me, he should be treated with courtesy. Unless, Childe still thinks I'm a boy in that building, a casual pastime. ”

"You know I don't!"

The folding fan boy became angry, his hand was no longer weighty, and he pulled it upwards fiercely, forcing Shen Yuan to get closer to herself, forcing her to have no choice but to support her shoulder, forcing her to look at herself.

He's really angry, isn't he? Shen Yuanqing clearly saw that the deep pool of eyes of the folding fan boy finally rippled, like two small flames, eager to break through the shackles, jumping out and burning her indifference clean.

Shen Yuan didn't want to argue, so he didn't cry out for pain, but only put a bitter smile on the corners of his lips and eyes, and said slowly to him: "Childe is wrong, Yan'er doesn't know." In this world, women live a lot of hard work, and if they make a mistake, they may be doomed. Although I am a person in the Leng Xiang Pavilion, I have to live cautiously, do you still remember what I said to the young master of the Lu family that I was almost betrayed by his father? ”

Speaking of this, Shen Yuan's gaze darkened, and seeing the folding fan nodding, Fang continued.

"Since then, I have understood that no matter how elegant Leng Xiang Pavilion is, it is still a place to have fun; No matter how high the ink of the Leng Xiang Pavilion is, she is still a ......" After the words, she didn't know how to say it, and there was a little more genuine sorrow in her eyes.

"Say no more!" The folding fan boy interrupted her in time, looked at her for a while, sighed first, let go of his hand to close the placket of her clothes, and then spoke in a much softened tone: "Is it cold?" It's always cooler on the mountain than on the mountain...... "He wanted to find another topic, but as soon as he saw Mo Yan's eyes, he was uncomfortable.

"I didn't mean that! All right...... Don't talk about that, don't talk about it. He flatteringly went to pull the sleeve of her robe, and shook it back and forth a few times, "Didn't you say that there are plum blossoms here?" Let's go, let's look at the flowers, I'll break a branch for you, okay? He lowered his head and observed her face like a child who had done something wrong, and he couldn't tell what was wrong with him, he would care so much about a Qinglou woman who was only a few faces.

Wrong...... Mo Yuyan is not. I just said angrily that I didn't see her like that.

Shen Yuan was not hypocritical with him, shook his head, and accepted the sad look. "Thank you for your concern." She also did not give a salute to make each other even more embarrassed, and turned around and walked forward sideways according to what he said, and a meaningful gaze drifted to the other side, and replied to him in the same tone as usual: "In the land of pure cultivation, don't go to break other people's flowers, it will displease the gods in vain." ”

"So I'm going to fold it for you, I don't believe this." After the fan boy finished speaking, he waited for Shen Yuan's reply with anticipation, waiting for her to ask, "Since you don't believe it, why do you want to come?"

But Shen Yuan didn't seem to be interested, just smiled and didn't speak, as if his mind was focused on leading the way. Folding Fan struggled to feel satisfied, and also focused on her strolling along. The scenery of Changsheng is unique, this sentence is really what he inquired about overnight, and he didn't come here to invite her to go along.

Walk along the cobblestone road for a while, go around a rockery, and then walk no more than twenty or thirty steps, you have smelled the fragrance of plum shallow, just look ahead, and fall into a plum forest that is in bloom at the bottom of your eyes.

The flowers were full of every branch, every one, and every one of them bloomed freely, and the deep yellow petals of the large flowers were full and dripping, and they were almost comparable to the finest beeswax beads; The stamens in the middle are a rich deep purple red with a circle of petals around them, which is very different from the ordinary plum blossoms.

"The view of the Immortal View is truly breathtaking." The folding fan boy sighed sincerely.

"This is Pankou plum, because of its red stamen, it is called 'meat heart', and there is another good name, called 'sandalwood plum'." Shen Yuan whispered to him, approached and gently bent down a low branch, carefully pinched a flower, turned around and smiled, Ying Ying raised her wrist and sent it to him.