Chen's Palace.

Song scroll put the list on the table, and said curiously,

"Master, what are you doing here?"

Wen Guqi suddenly asked people to liquidate all the beauties who were sent in the backyard.

He didn't look up, and said lightly,

"Get them all out."

The scroll is incomprehensible,

"Why!"

Last time, the master obviously liked and hated Zhu very much.

And Haiqing deliberately seduced him that night, but the master didn't say anything, and asked him to send the hairpin girl back at the end.

Wen Guqi just raised his eyes to look at him lightly, and a sense of oppression came to his face, and Song Juan didn't dare to ask more,

"Yes."

Wen Guqi took the fire fold and lit the wick of the candlestick on the table with his own hands, the dim candle flame flickered and shone on his handsome face, but it looked a little bewitching, charming like ghosts and demons, the candle flame danced, and it was like a departure in his pupils.

"How's it going about the things I asked you to check before?"

Song Juan handed a yellowed book to Wen Guqi,

"It's all in the back of the day."

Wen Guqi closed the fire fold and opened the yellowed book, which had the smell of incense for many years, and a smell of sandalwood from the temple came to his nose.

The rough paper slid across his fingertips, and he slowly flipped through the pages.

The handwriting on it was a little blurry, but the vague spots were faintly visible, and he patiently looked at the pages one by one, and the only sound in the room was the sound of him flipping the book.

Song Juan took the list and was about to start driving those beauties out, and when he went out, he ran into Wen Guliang looking for Wen Guqi with a book.

Wen Guliang walked into the room without any scruples, and stepped forward,

"Big brother, I can't solve this sentence."

A clear young man's voice sounded, and Wen Guqi raised his head.

Wen Guliang was wearing a moon-white robe, his eyebrows and eyes were obedient and gentle, and he smiled and leaned towards Wen Guqi.

Wen Guqi subconsciously took a half step back.

Wen Guliang didn't pay attention, but looked up at him and pleaded,

"Big brother, teach me."

Wen Guqi just wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but when he saw Wen Guliang's eyes with expectation and hope, he couldn't say the word refusal.

Wen Guliang stuffed the book into Wen Guqi's hand, pointed to a line of words,

"That's it."

"The fire is strict, and the old people are scorching; The water shape is cowardly, and there are many people drowning. ”

Wen Guqi lowered his eyes to look at him, his voice did not fluctuate, but was flat,

"The form of fire is so fierce that few people are burned, and the form of water is weak, so many people are drowned."

The candle flame beats in the hollow carved lampshade, the lines on the lampshade are reflected on the wall, the hibiscus pattern is reflected on the person, and the candle flame beats like a sparkling wave, with a shadow.

Wen Guliang held the book, and Wen Guqi pointed to the passage.

For some reason, Wen Guqi suddenly felt that this moment was very peaceful and quiet.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Guliang, Wen Guliang raised his eyes and smiled at him sincerely,

"Thank you, big brother."

The book was taken away, and Wen Guqi's heart was also taken away.

Yes, the fire is so fierce that no one dares to approach it, so for so many years, Wen Guliang has never dared to talk to him loudly, let alone approach him.

But since Jiang Ruofu appeared and became him, many things around him have changed, he faced Wen Guliang, it was easy to treat him coldly before, but now he wants to push away the refusal, and say a heavy word to Wen Guliang in a cold voice, he thought about it again and again, and finally it was in his throat and he couldn't speak.

Just in the face of Wen Guliang's defenseless smile at him, Wen Guqi couldn't make an indifferent appearance.

It seemed that there was an embankment in his heart, and he was slowly being washed out of a gap, and the soft tide was coming towards him.

He didn't know if he would drown, but he was wrapped in the middle, unable to move a single step, not that he couldn't, but that he couldn't, knowing that with just a little move he could restore the relationship to the same as before, but he still couldn't do it.

The princess also began to take the initiative to greet him, even if he didn't answer, the next time the princess saw him, she would still smile lightly.

It is not difficult for Wen Guqi to guess how Jiang Ruofu smiled with the princess and said good morning, good afternoon, and good night when he was there.

Even his father, who had always been estranged and far away in Mobei, began to write to ask him about his future plans, and between the words, he didn't know how much closer he was than before.

The people up and down the house didn't seem to be so afraid of him anymore, and Songjuan dared to gag in front of him, not afraid of being punished for it.

How gentle and friendly is it necessary to dissolve the ice he forged in the past?

The form of water is gentle, and Jiang Ruofu is like water, he remembers her, as if he can only think of her tearful eyes suddenly, and he doesn't dare to look at him with his head down. Like a wounded fawn, it's not threatening and unguarded.

But like the sea, she wants to swallow and drown people with her tenderness, and quietly change everything he has.

If she wants to drown, she must be silent and silent.

Even if people are suffocated, they can't hate her, and they will only think about her over and over again.

Even if she's not around at all.

——

Xiao Lu said with a bitter face,

"That's it, Chen Gongzi also said that if the slave and maid instigate Miss Seven to see such a person, she will kill the slave and maid, and the slave and maid will not dare to go again, madam, it is better not to make any more plans these days, otherwise it will really provoke the anger of the Prime Minister's Mansion, let alone the slave and maid, even you, may not be able to resist it."

Zhu slapped Xiao Lu on the face,

"Useless stuff!"

Originally, she finally found such a distant relative of the Wen family to show Jiang Ruofu, and wanted to disgust and disgust Wen Qingcen, who was in love with Jiang Ruofu, but she didn't expect that it was not Wen Qingcen who discovered this matter first, but Chen Jing.

Now if she repeats her old tricks, she will inevitably be stared at, and if it is really because of this matter, it will not be good for her to offend the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Now, what method should be used to stop the marriage between Jiang Ruofu and the Wen family?

Hug He is now in decline, if Jiang Ruofu marries better than Hug He, then this matter will become her laughing stock.

In the past, as Jing Zhaoyin's daughter-in-law, although she was not the most favored daughter, she was also a concubine, and she was used to being loved by thousands of people in the boudoir, but it was a pity that she was too young back then, so she came here and insisted on marrying Jiang Boqi.

After so many years, not to mention how much Jiang Boqi's violent and unpredictable temperament has wronged her, let's just say that the official position, it is only now that Jiang Boqi has barely become Jiuqing.

And in the years when Jiang Boqi was not in the beginning, her sisters had a better life than her, and every time Guining sarcastically mocked her, she was fed up with this anger.

We must not let the hugging of the lotus also suffer from this kind of nest gas.

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The willows on the moon, the peach and green willows are dressed in brocade in the street scene, the brilliant lights shine, the fire-breathing street performers spew out a fire dragon, the frightened children hurriedly dodge, and the people around clap their hands and laugh.

The lion embroidered felt rolls in a group, and the bamboo horse wears flowers on the pair of fines.

Firecrackers rang out in the streets and alleys, like bells and drums and thunder, women holding their children and laughing at the joyful scenes of the city, under the moonlight, the lake was rippling with brightly lit painting boats, and the painting boats were surrounded by flowers.

Chen Jing looked down from upstairs, the whole street was very noisy, and it was also lively, his heart was beating fast, waiting for the familiar figure to appear in the sea of people.

Jiang Ruofu finally appeared in his sight, she was wearing a long water-red dress, and people kept sending her flowers around her, she took it with a smile, the fireworks were scattered, the smoke was away from the hazy beauty's face, and the endless sound of silk and bamboo was noisy together with people's laughter.

In the flower festival of the old capital, everyone's courage has become bigger, and they usually don't dare to approach Meng Lang, but now everyone sees all kinds of flowers in her arms, and there are men stuffing flowers into her arms.

In the noisy crowd, Luo Qi turned over the green, the lights were bright and the voices were warm, and the Jin Wu who was patrolling was also dyed with the joy of the flowers, and there were constantly people to congratulate them on their joy, and they also congratulated the people on peace.

Wherever Jiang Ruofu goes, there is coaxing, she walks in the crowd, and unconsciously becomes the focus of the crowd, there are young men who just came out to wander, but when they saw Jiang Ruofu, they bought all the flowers held by the flower seller and gave them to her.

Most of the flowers in the hands of the flower sellers on the whole street were in Jiang Ruofu's hands, she couldn't hold them, and she couldn't stop dropping them as she walked, but she smiled softly and said thank you to everyone.

Jiang Ruofu also had a light red peach blossom on her hair, and the peach blossoms on her face were red, which made her eyes brighter and brighter.

The others seemed to say something to her, she lowered her head and smiled lightly, her beautiful face was more and more outstanding in the fireworks, not like a human object, everyone unconsciously followed her, a few feet away from her, and followed her in a small circle.

There were men and women, and they couldn't stop talking to her.

Jiang Ruofu walked with flowers in her arms, and she couldn't hold those flowers more and more, and someone immediately stepped forward to take them for her.

But it didn't take long for her to be full of flowers again.

The east wind blows the robe and flowers, the spring breeze sideburns, the red dress and her eyes rippling like spring water, she smiles, like the flowers all over the street are blooming with the trade wind.

The spring willows blow the water, and the swallows are painted to welcome people.

The young man's face was red, and he was slightly drunk like drinking Tu Su.

The beauty is smiling, with a slender waist and a cluster of flowers.

There were also people who wanted to take the flowers for her, but the hand that stretched out towards Jiang Ruofu was intercepted in the air.

Chen Jing grabbed the man's wrist and stopped him from approaching Jiang Ruofu.

picked up the flower in Jiang Ruofu's arms and stuffed it into the man's arms, took Jiang Ruofu's hand and left.

"Whoa! How so! ”

"Who's you!"

"Girl, don't go!"

And the little girl said urgently,

"Sister Fairy, don't go!"

Chen Jing held her hand and raised it for everyone to see, her picturesque eyebrows flying,

"Famous flowers have masters, and people with masters do not participate in the flower festival flowers."

After speaking, he led Jiang Ruofu away, leaving everyone stunned, Jiang Ruofu smiled behind him, revealing his neat and delicate teeth, smiling on his face, and smiling his eyebrows and eyes.

She didn't push Chen Jing away, but pulled Chen Jing and ran up, laughing and whispering in his ear,

"Run!"

The fire dragon gushing from the entertainer passed in front of them, the fireworks were scattered around, the purple Mo lanterns poured into the dark dust, and the crane flames turned over.

Jiang Ruofu's shallow laughter sounded in his ears, the night of the heavenly steps was known at this moment, he took Jiang Ruofu's hand and ran all the way, the spring breeze was soft and warm, and the laughter was noisy.

He couldn't help but be touched by her smile, and laughed too.

I don't know why, he took her hand and ran down the street, and for a moment he felt that they could run in the sea of fireworks like this, laughing and making trouble all the time.

There are also talented people chasing behind, Jiang Ruofu and Chen Jing ran fast, and when they arrived in front of Baiju Building, Jiang Ruofu grabbed him and ran upstairs.

Entering the private room, everyone was blocked out of the Baiju Building.

Jiang Ruofu and Chen Jing were upstairs watching the people scratching their heads below and laughing.

Jiang Ruofu leaned at the window and poked his head out like a thief, his eyes widened, looking at the headless flies of the people below.

Chen Jing turned her head to look at her, her smile was childish and infectious.

The pink cheeks bulged out with a smile and looked soft.

Chen Jing suddenly wanted to reach out and pinch her cheek.

Jiang Ruofu suddenly turned around and said with a smile,

"It's good we ran fast, otherwise they would have caught up."

Chen Jing subconsciously dodged, turned his head, the night covered his slightly reddish face, he responded to her softly,

"yes."

He leaned down on the windowsill with his head down, his eyes shining and his smile deep.

The voice suddenly lowered, and he felt that in this noisy Chang'an City, it seemed that there were only two people for a while, him and her.

Her smile became more and more demagogic in the night.

When those who were chasing them saw that they could not find them, they dispersed.

Xiao Er knocked on the door respectfully, Jiang Ruofu said,

"Come in."

Xiao Er stood at the door and said with a smile,

"What do you two order?"

Jiang Ruofu pulled a few brands on the plate in his hand and turned them over,

"That's it, let's get on first, we'll come back later."

Xiao Er saw her order expensive wine, and smiled.

"Yes!"

Jiang Ruofu turned around to look at Chen Jing,

"Now that the people are scattered, let's go to the Flower God Temple."

Chen Jing's eyes were like water, looked at her, and said softly,

"Okay."

Along the way, Jiang Ruofu did not hold his hand again, but kept some distance.

Chen Jing's hand was raised, wanting to lead her, but stopped in mid-air.

The two times I held her hand before, there was something pushing her, and I had no choice but to do it.

Now he had no reason to hold her hand.

Many people come and go to pay attention to the two, the man is tall and handsome, and the woman is also beautiful, all of them are one in a million.

A man wanted to step forward to send flowers to Jiang Ruofu, but he was thrown by Chen Jing's eye knife, so he could only sigh and retreat.

The woman's embroidered handkerchief and sachet kept smashing at Chen Jing's body, especially from upstairs.

Jiang Ruofu didn't stop it, and even avoided it, raising his sleeve to cover half of his face, Chen Jing couldn't see her face, but he could feel that she was laughing at him.

Chen Jing was a little annoyed, but when she suddenly saw her smiling eyes under her sleeves, she forgot nothing.

Just laugh along with her.

The flower shrine comes and goes, except for the woman who came to ask for marriage, it is natural to scold and laugh, or the unmarried couple who have made up their minds, secretly holding hands, just standing closer and blushing.

Chen Jing looked at Jiang Ruofu, but Jiang Ruofu's face was as usual, and when she saw these people, she didn't have any waves.

It's just that she is striding forward, and Chen Jing has to follow her quickly to be side by side.

There were too many worshippers of the flower god, and the two of them waited for a while.

It was Jiang Ruofu and Chen Jing's turn, and the servant took incense to the two.

Jiang Ruofu closed his eyes and respectfully bowed to the Twelve Flower Gods three times.

Half of her hair fell down her shoulders as she moved.

Chen Jing looked at her side face and bowed three times with her.

Every bow was slow, and she seemed to have made a long wish, and every time she bowed, she had to recite it silently.

Sandalwood was leisurely, and he looked at her, and she was intently worshipping the gods with her eyes closed.

The night was like ink, only a red candle was burning, gilding her with warm colors, and he looked at her and unconsciously showed a light smile.

There are fireflies dancing around the incense, and the wooden signs engraved around the god of flowers are writing greetings.

Time becomes very slow, very slow.

She slowly opened her eyes, his heart beating like thunder, and he hurriedly looked away.

Follow Jiang Ruofu to insert incense into the incense burner.

didn't go far, but a shabby monk stopped the two of them, and said to Jiang Ruofu with a smile,

"The girl will have a period of fireworks recently, and the flower star luck on the foreign minister is very obvious, this period of fate will definitely go to life and death, and the white head depends on each other."

Chen Jing looked at Jiang Ruofu, Jiang Ruofu just smiled,

"Inherit Master's good words."

Chen Jing was extremely happy when he heard this, and threw a silver ticket worth 1,000 taels into the merit box in the monk's arms.

The monk smiled and said in a loud voice,

"The merit is immeasurable, the merit is immeasurable!"

The monk left happily, Jiang Ruofu said,

"I'm afraid that this master will say this to everyone today, so there is no need to be so bankrupt."

Chen Jing looked at her with a smile,

"He didn't count the marriage of people, but his words were very pleasing to people."

"Jofer, I rejoice."

Jiang Ruofu lowered his eyes and did not answer him.

Just now, the monk went and returned, holding two wooden cards and handing them to Jiang Ruofu,

"Donor, the acacia tree in the yard can make a wish, it is better to write the marriage you are looking forward to on it, hang it here, the flower god Dongjun will see it, and it will definitely bless you to get your wish."

Jiang Ruofu took it,

"Thank you, Master."

But the monk did not go, but looked at her and said,

"The girl has a great relationship with this full moon."

Jiang Ruofu's hand holding the sign clenched slightly,

"What fate?"

But the monk smiled,

"A full moon fate."

This is the same as not saying it, others may think it is prevarication when they hear it, but Jiang Ruofu knows that it is not nonsense, and her palms are slightly wet.

At the moment, she is unpretentiously and sincerely,

"Thank you, Master, for your good words."

The monk smiled, walked away with the merit box again, and went to say auspicious words to others to ask for merit money.

Chen Jing didn't take it seriously, but the monk and Jiang Ruofu said some pleasing words.

He looked at the two intertwined books in the courtyard.

The trees were covered with wooden signs, because the peach wood was so light, and the wooden signs and the red tassels underneath were moving with the wind.

There was pen and ink next to it, Jiang Ruofu and Chen Jing sat down to write.

The monk stepped forward with a smile again, and he obviously had a lot of trouble holding the merit box, and it seemed that he had returned with a full load.

"Write what kind of marriage you want, it will definitely work!"

Jiang Ruofu picked up the pen, but only wrote three or two words and put down the pen.

And Chen Jing only wrote two words.

Jiang Ruofu wanted to hang the wooden sign higher, but it was not high enough, and she couldn't hang it when she jumped, so Chen Jing took it from her hand and easily hung the high branch.

He took advantage of the wooden sign to help her hang the wooden sign and glanced at the prayer she had written.

He was a little stunned.