"Uhh

With his hands together and around the fire, he lit the candles in the menorah, and the light of the fire jumped, and the room was much brighter.

He extinguished the fire and placed it in the candlestick.

Turning around again, there was a scroll lying on the soft couch, and he steadied himself, thinking that the sound just now came from the scroll falling.

He cleared his throat and said slowly, "Light." ”

The door squeaked open, and he poked out half of his head, holding a candle in his hand, and rubbing his eyes, looking sleepy-eyed.

"Miss, what's the matter?"

Wen Xian'an stretched out his hand and pointed outside the house, and asked suspiciously, "Has the rain stopped?" ”

It was too far away to see the outside scene clearly, but the sound of rain was faintly not heard.

"Yes, miss, the rain has stopped."

With a long sigh of relief, Wen Xian'an slowly walked out of the room, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on the ground, spreading a layer of chill.

There were no stars in the night sky, it was so clean that there was not even a trace of clouds.

Only the moon hung high on the branches, looking down at the ground, the moonlight shone on Wen Xian'an's face, and the whole person was more cold.

Qingling opened his mouth, yawned, his eyelids trembled slightly, Wen Xian'an glanced at it lightly, and said loudly: "Qingling, you go down to rest, don't be tired." ”

Qingling shook his head, endured his sleepiness, and said, "Miss, it's still a slave to accompany you!" ”

Smiling faintly, Wen Xian'an's eyes looked not far away, and said, "It's okay, I'll just walk around this courtyard." ”

"Miss, the slave and maid will retire first."

Knowing that he couldn't resist the young lady, he said softly and quietly, holding a candle, and walked towards his room.

Wen Xian'an nodded, her eyes fixed on Qingling, and only then did she turn her gaze back until the door slowly closed.

The fish in the pond seemed a little restless, and in the silence of the night, they jumped out of the water from time to time and made a "plopping" splash.

Walking down the steps, the flowers planted around the yard fell to the ground, and even this branch was scarred and broken, Wen Xian'an stretched out his hands and stroked the branches, his eyes were full of distress.

Nothing can resist the powerful impact, not even herself?

Stabilized his mind and smiled self-deprecatingly, but somehow, the nature of this random speculation still hasn't changed.

Shaking his head, he put those thoughts aside and walked away.

"This peony is blooming very well!"

Wen Xian'an paused, stopped somewhere, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself.

This peony flower was transplanted from another yard not long ago, I thought it wouldn't last long, so I didn't care much, but I never thought that this flower bloomed extremely gorgeously.

At night, you can still smell a faint fragrance of peony flowers.

I stretched my waist, and instantly felt a lot more relaxed, and even my mind was clear.

Thinking that the night was getting late and the moon was nowhere to be found, he walked for a long time and returned to the house.

"Squeak-" The door slowly closed, and the night was silent again.

The next morning, Wen Xian'an woke up from her sleep in a hazy way, the sun was already three poles in the sun, and the sunlight penetrated the gap and projected onto the ground.

Rubbing his eyes, he put on his clothes and shoes, slowly walked to the door, and opened the door of the house.

A dazzling sunlight struck, Wen Xian'an frowned, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover it.

Looking through the gap between his fingers, the sun was overflowing, and he was holding a broom in his hand, sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground, hearing the sound, he slowly turned around, wiped the fine sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and the corners of his mouth were slightly cracked, revealing a smiling face.

"Miss, you're awake."

Nodding faintly, Wen Xian'an stepped out of the house, the sun shining on his body, looking very lazy, and the air was filled with the fragrance of peonies.

"Light Spirit, what are you doing?"

From a distance, Qingling had already put down the broom in his hand, picked up a pair of black scissors, and was standing next to the peony tree.

Hearing Wen Xian'an's voice, he poked out half of his head and said happily: "Miss, this peony flower is very delicate, just enough to cut some vases." ”

Thinking about it this way, there were some empty vases in the room, and I didn't say anything more, which was considered permission.

It was a sunny day, and it rained for a few days, and she didn't go out of the yard much.

Finally, the weather is clear, and she must go out to have a good time, but she is worried about what to play.

"Chirp-" A crisp birdsong came, and following the sound, there were two orioles standing on the tree, their yellow-green feathers, particularly beautiful.

A light breeze blew, and the birds shook their wings.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, Wen Xian smiled, there is, the weather is so good, it is better to go - fly a kite.

If I'm not mistaken, I went to the warehouse last time and saw a lot of paper kites, but it was just one person playing with it, and it wasn't much fun.

A familiar face appeared in my mind, Xu Nianchun!

I was not in a good mood for a few days, so I took the opportunity to relax with her, and I could catch up with her, which was a double win.

Wen Xian'an smiled, how could she forget her, she remembered that Xu Nianchun's favorite thing was to play kites.

"Lightling, come here."

Thinking that the Prime Minister's Mansion was not far from the Xu Mansion, he beckoned to the light spirit on the side and called softly.

Lightly put down the work in his hand, wiped his hands, ran over quickly, and asked with a smile on his face, "Miss, but what do you command?" ”

Wen Xian'an nodded, took out a jade pendant from his arms, put it in Qingling's hand, and ordered: "Take this jade pendant to Xu Mansion to find Xu Nianchun, just say that I have something to do with her, let her come to the Prime Minister's Mansion to find me." ”

Qingling took the jade pendant and stuffed it into his sleeve, and responded: "Miss, don't worry, Qingling will definitely do it." ”

Wen Xian'an smiled and said to the light back: "Be careful on the road." ”

"Light Spirit knows."

From a long distance, he responded lightly and disappeared around the corner.

In the West Garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion, there is a large open space planted with some flowers and plants, which is suitable for kite flying.

After waiting for a long time, Wen Xian'an sat on the stool, the fingers of his right hand knocked on the tabletop, the tea on the table had bottomed out, and his eyes glanced out of the door, but there was no familiar figure.

Is it lost?

"Miss, the light spirit is back."

Just as he was thinking about it, a familiar voice sounded from the door, and then it turned into a light and agile figure, looking out of breath.

Wen Xian'an got up from the stool, grabbed his light hands excitedly, and asked, "How?" She's coming! ”

Qingling nodded, and said slowly: "Miss don't worry, Miss Xu is coming soon, I estimate the time, I should be at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion." ”

Unable to bear his excitement, Wen Xian'an couldn't sit still, tidied up his sleeves, and hurried out of the yard.