No matter how big or small, there will always be leaks. Nan Xu planned the medicinal effect for an hour, which was enough, and it happened that Lu Weizhen could also arrive when he calculated the time.

But Cui Kongling has always been out of temperament, and in the half hour of delay, the effect of the medicine has passed.

Duanmu Yuhua rubbed his eyes, bored in the process of waiting. The snacks sent were small and exquisite, and she couldn't help but use them a little, and she was vaguely sleepy.

But thinking about waiting for Lu Weizhen, for fear that he would run away, he deliberately drank a few cups of tea, intending to refresh himself. Who knows, the more I drank, the more sleepy I became, and in the end, I couldn't resist the deep sleepiness and fell asleep on the table.

I woke up from this sleep, and my mind was still a little drowsy. She held her forehead for a while, then got up and took the fork pole to prop up the window, wanting to blow the wind and sober up.

The shadow of the sun is slanting to the west, and the bottom of the drunken moon building is becoming more and more lively.

At this moment a crowd had gathered at the door, and she could see at a glance the overly conspicuous carriage under the tree.

The yoke was loaded with six luans, and when the wind blew, the bell rang crisply. The axles at both ends are beautifully decorated with gold and silver filigree, and every part of the car from the seat to the curtain is very gorgeous.

With such fanfare, it should be a noble son or a powerful minister. After all, it won't have anything to do with her, and in the next moment, two young people, one green and one white, walked out of the crowd.

Some people don't need a gesture to make a splash.

The green clothes are charming, and the white clothes are cold. They walked together, because of their diametrically opposed temperament, they almost brought their respective elegance to the extreme.

There are too few people she has met, and she doesn't know when such a character appeared in Shengjingli. She looked at the people downstairs, trying to think about the rumors, trying to find someone to sit with.

Cui Kongling developed the habit of marching and fighting, and whenever he went to a place, he always had to survey the surrounding environment first. He looked around, but there wasn't much anyone to pay attention to.

However, a gaze that had been falling on him, although there was no malice, it was probably just pure curiosity, so there were some ideas for inquiry.

Cui Kongling didn't want to deal with it, but there were more people around him who were curious about him. However, this line of sight is different from other people's hidden gossip, and it has some more real meanings.

In the end, it still attracted his sideways eyes, and he looked for a track to look at the third floor. He smiled, it turned out to be a girl in red. The next second, after seeing her appearance clearly, Cui Kongling thought that he was dazzled.

"Lu,"

Zhao Sinian felt the emotional fluctuations of the people around him,

"What's wrong?"

Following Cui Kongling's line of sight, he saw that he was staring at an open window on the third floor, and there was no one there. Just now, Duanmu Xihua really couldn't think of who these two people were, so she simply didn't guess, and just when a little girl came to knock on the door, she turned around and left.

"I seem to see an old man."

What kind of old man caused him to be so unrelenting.

"Isn't it, just go in and see."

"Yes."

Cui Kongling nodded thoughtfully, and the two walked towards the building, and the crowd naturally dispersed.

The clothes of the boy in Tsing Yi were slightly open from his chest, and the red marks on the collarbone that should have been as smooth as jade were ambiguous, which were scratched out by his fingernails, which aroused people's imagination.

Duanmu Xihua opened the door, and the little guy who came in removed the tea and snacks on the table in exchange for new tea and seasonal fruits.

What is being sung on the first floor pavilion is a play based on Cui Kongling's mother, Princess Suguang, and her concubine Cui Deyin - "Imperial Flower".

The eldest princess of Suguang, the daughter of the Zhao family of Queen Suming. The name is clear, and the word is makeup. At the age of seventeen, he married Cui Deyin. Northern Xiang Yuande died in 371, at the age of Chinese New Year's Eve, and was buried with the Marquis of Zhaocheng in Zhaoling.

Marquis Zhaocheng, the third son of the Cui family. The name is deyin, and the word is deep. Cui Gong is high and bright, and does not admire fame. When he was young, he had the ambition to serve the country, and he was a true gentleman.

At the age of fourteen, he served as the sixth guard rate of the East Palace, and often accompanied the side of the abolished prince. Twenty-one years old, Princess Shang. In 371 years, Beixiang Yuande faced Xiliang and won a great victory. Jun unfortunately died in battle at the age of Chinese New Year's Eve, and was buried with Princess Suguang in Zhaoling.

The princess has a very good relationship with the horse, and the piano is in the palace, so it is good to be quiet. In the second year of marriage, he had a son, named Kongling, and the small characters were tolerant.

"Hit the sky and trace the streamer, talk about the leisurely and relaxed. The sun is west and the moon is east, and the hundred years are easy to end. It is good to be a thousand years old, and it is the same as a hundred years of plain light. ”

married as husband and wife, love is not doubtful.

Duanmu Qingyin and Cui Deyin have known each other for fifteen years, and have gone through two generations of emperors. No matter prosperous or lonely, they are the same with each other, life is the same, and death is the same hole.

"Imperial Flower" tells the story of Cui Deyin who received the holy decree and prepared to fight in Jiangcheng, and the two parted the night before.

The Danjiao on the stage was babbling and singing, hiding his face and making a reluctant gesture. Cui Kongling looked at it for a while, and there was always a smile on the corner of his lips, but he couldn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

His mother was never a weak person, and she barely shed a tear in her memory. It's not like it, it's not like it.

"Stop."

The boy in Tsing Yi skipped the crowd and stood in front of the stage. Everyone was angry, I don't know who was so discouraged, and the face of Chi Ling on the stage was not good-looking.

However, when they saw the faces of the people who came, the crowd gasped.

"Hey, is this a man? How did you get born like this? "It's so enchanting.

Cui Lang is romantic, but he can be shocked.

Cui Kongling's skin appearance is a first-class standout. When he was in Shengjing, as long as he appeared, there were thousands of empty alleys. In the nine years of his absence, the romance he left behind is still talked about.

After many years and personnel changes, many visitors here do not know that he is the person who is rumored. But it was still inevitable that I would be amazed again.

"You're not singing this right, come, I'll sing it to you."

The young man in Tsing Yi had a pair of eyes full of honey tenderness, as if he was facing a student who made a mistake. However, there was no hint of majesty in the tone. On the contrary, it is like whispering softly in people's ears, and the precious seems to be treating some beloved.

Cui Kongling went to the stage pavilion and stretched out his hand to the Danjiao who played Duanmu Qingyin on the stage. Under the gaze of such a pair of amorous eyes, the woman did not resist at all, and naturally handed over the fan.

He smiled and took the fan.

The boy in Tsing Yi opened his mouth, and the whole tone changed, which was different from the woman's mournful lingering. At the beginning, it was like the two of them came out after dinner and strolled through the small courtyard to chat.

"The evening breeze blows lightly and coolly, the fireflies fly by the clear wave pool, and the Milky Way shadow of the nine heavens is seen in the distance, and the cowherd and the weaver girl are in the west and east."

Then there was laughter and scolding between the two, and the woman clearly had the upper hand at first, playing tricks on her husband in a weird way.

"Love loves ghosts, you can't eat, you can't eat. I can't say enough sweet words, and I haven't seen panic for a day. Tea and rice do not think but think of Jun, morning and dusk are not separated. ”

Slowly, about the later confrontation, the woman failed to say the man, and she cheated. Feigning anger, he confronted him with his original vow.

"Hu Bunian Hua Huanmeng incense, Hu Bunian Liuyi Pantiao. Hu Bunian Linqi, once had a Mandarin Duck Alliance. ”

"I should also read Zimo Tianyuan, and I should also read the beauty of the spring boudoir, and there are more alliance sentences, which are written in Wusi."

The lady was angry, and the man hurriedly coaxed him in every way after hearing this. The woman nodded arrogantly, and a light snort counted as a dissipation. The next moment, thinking that her husband was about to fight, she softened her heart and told gently.

"Sorry to part, infinite affection is sent in the strings. A good husband and wife, they get together for a long time, and a pair of mandarin ducks are always amphibious. ”

"Cui Lang is originally amorous, Jiang Cheng is far away, and he is affectionate. There is no life and death in the root of love, and it is seen that the end is together. ”

The end is a reluctant entrustment.

"You go, you go...... The concubine is waiting for the king to return in the boudoir. ”

After he finished singing, the entire first floor fell silent. Everyone was immersed in it and couldn't extricate themselves, as if they had witnessed the scene of the two parting at that time.

Although the singing skills of the Dan horn are good just now, the emotion is insufficient. As soon as it came up, it set the tone of the whole song, and throughout the whole story, the listeners only felt a blind sadness and sadness.

Now that this young man in Tsing Yi has sung it, he immediately has a distinction between superior and inferior.

"Okay, worthy of Cui Lang, Xuanji is also a wonderful person."

There was a burst of applause, and everyone came back to their senses as if they had just woken up from a dream. His Excellency's white-clothed Langjun wore a half-white jade mask on his face, and he could only see a snow-white and graceful jaw under the firelight, as well as a pair of eyes as calm as water.

"Haha, Lu Xiang has won the award, I'm just on a whim."

Cui Kongling returned the fan and walked down from the pavilion.

"When did Master Hou enter Beijing?"

"Just now."

"It's Lu Xiang, maybe it's because he has a heart with Ben Hou, why did he come to Zuiyue Tower."

"Land Phase."

Zhao Sinian was about to salute, but was stopped by the white-clothed Langjun in front of him.

"Since you have come to Zuiyue Tower, no matter what else, I will only talk about Fengyue."

"It's a good one who only talks about Fengyue, and Lu Xiang's move is very much in my heart."

"Then, I don't know if Lu has the honor to invite the two of you upstairs to have a drink."

"Nature."

In this way, the three of them went up to the third floor in pairs.

Leaving only a group of dumb spectators, a few of them did not lower their voices when they spoke, so they could hear what was being said clearly.

Who is the young man in Tsing Yi on the stage just now - Zhaocheng Hou Cui Kongling? No wonder he can sing "Imperial Flower" so well......

Lu Weizhen took them to the private room where he was always there, but Nan Xu didn't send anyone to tell him in advance that Duanmu Xihua was coming to him.

At first, she thought it was a good thing for the girl to find him, but in fact, Duanmu Yuhua came to him to ask for guilt. Second, she didn't expect Cui Kongling and Lu Weizhen to meet, and they walked together.

The young man in white walked in front and pushed the door.

The girl in red heard movement at the door, got up from her chair, and waited for someone to come. She didn't expect that Lu Weizhen didn't come alone.

Lu Weizhen was a little stunned at first, but quickly regained his composure, and his face was full of mildness.

"How could the county lord be here?"

Cui Kongling next to him looked at the girl with interest, and now that he was close, he could see her appearance more clearly. It's really the same as Lu Xingyun, this is his daughter?

But he didn't hear that Lu Xingyun was married, and looking at this pupil, he was a person in the royal family.

"I ......"

"I'm in the wrong room."

After saying that, the girl bypassed the three of them and ran out quickly.

It's really embarrassing, it's so embarrassing, Duanmu Xihua's face is a little hot.

"Hey, wait."

Cui Kongling followed the girl for a few steps and stopped her at the staircase.

"I seem to have met the girl somewhere."

Duanmu Xihua: "......" is such an old-fashioned pick-up technique, isn't this the person she saw upstairs just now, she should have made an appointment with Lu Weizhen to talk about things.

The boy in Tsing Yi bent his eyebrows and eyes, put away his cynicism, and thought that he was putting on a gentleman's appearance.

But in fact, his clothes were slightly open in front of his chest, and there were still nail scratches on his exposed collarbones. She had noticed this early on, and it should have been a wandering family.

"In Xialingnan, Cui Kongling, I don't know the girl's name."

Wait a minute? Who, Zhaocheng Hou Cui Kongling? Who Jiang Ruyu wants her to befriend?

She hid the shock in her heart and looked at the boy in Tsing Yi in front of her. Yes, such a bewitching skin, the six-luan yoke on the carriage that only the nobles of the kings and grandsons can use. It's exactly the same as the rumors.