Seventeen nestled in her shoulder socket, greedily absorbing the warmth, but he was soaked, and for fear of wetting the girl's clothes, he got up with restraint and took the handle of the umbrella from her hand.

Only then did he take out his handkerchief and wipe the water from his face.

Seventeen once said that she would be the most noble girl in the world in her life, and she didn't need to bend down and bow her head, nor did she need to look up, so he bent down and looked up at her a little, so that she could wipe it, like a child waiting to be appeased.

Yiren stretched out his hand to wipe the water from his face, and was not very comfortable with his attentive gaze, and suddenly laughed, she smiled, there is nothing better in heaven and earth, and Seventeen also laughed.

Laughing and laughing, he cried, a big man, really useless.

Yiren was helpless and stuffed the lantern in his hand.

Seventeen straightened up, looked at the lantern in his hand, and looked confused, so Yiren took him by the hand, pulled him to the river, and motioned for him to put it down.

"No, this is your lantern, if you don't come again, I'll put it on for you."

He also has lanterns?

But he is a man, how can he put lanterns? That's what the girl's family does.

"But no one said that men can't put lanterns! In the world, women are not the only ones who have aspirations, and men also have aspirations?"

Yiren pulled him to squat, held an umbrella for him, and motioned for him to put it down.

The rain was getting heavier and the water was rapid, and Seventeen looked at the lanterns floating on the river, and the rain fell on them, some of them went out, some of them sank to the bottom, and some of them floated and floated, and they couldn't find where they were.

He looked at the lantern in his hand, and suddenly turned his head to ask her, "Can you put it away?"

Iren looked at him for a moment, silent, and looked at him at a loss.

Seventeen broke the lantern, pulled out the wick, and threw it into a lantern that had been extinguished.

"If you don't believe this, don't force yourself, don't pity me, although I envy it, that was when I was a beggar, and now I have everything."

As he spoke, he reached out to take her hand.

Yiren looked at the person beside him, his eyes were starry, he had the purest gaze in the world, and that gaze was only on her.

'Little lady, on the day of the Begging Festival, you put on the best-looking redwoods, and I will give you a lantern, I envy those little Langjun. '

Because of his words, she kept thinking about it, he forgot, and she gave him the same.

Wrapped in his big hands, the rain was pouring down, and she was not exposed to the slightest wind and rain under the umbrella, and the man next to her was already soaking wet.

A-Niang once said, "The happiest thing in a woman's life is not to find someone who loves you, but to find someone who loves you more than you think." ”

She burst out laughing, "Seventeen! ”

"Hmm."

"The emperor wants me to be a princess, I don't want to, I want my brother to be the prince, and my brother doesn't want to, but he is the emperor, and my brother said that if my brother and sister are allowed to marry freely for the rest of their lives, he will be the prince."

"Seventeen?"

"Hmm."

"Do you know what I mean?"

Seventeen took her hand and walked side by side with her, and it was only after half a sound that he arrived: "I know that the little lady is going to make a promise."

Yiren stopped, and Seventeen followed suit, and when he saw the tears in her eyes, he sighed slightly and hugged the person in his arms.

His clothes were already soaked, and even if she cried, he couldn't feel it, so he cried a little presumptuously.

Seventeen felt a sudden pain in her heart, and her palm touched her back, enclosing the person in her arms, and lowered her voice to coax, like a lover's whisper.

"The little lady is crying so sadly, just a marriage, don't just do it, my little lady is also called, but if the little lady is willing to call me a husband, I am very happy."

Yiren was originally just sobbing lowly, but when he said this, the tears couldn't be controlled, and he ran outside.

The emperor responded to this matter, but he was exempted from the responsibility of marriage, but he did not have the right to choose her own son-in-law, she was destined to be alone in this life.

If she didn't meet her, she would be at ease, but if she did, how would she deal with herself?

She knew that if she went on this time, she would be harmed for seventeen lifetimes, but how could she be willing to let go, and she didn't know when it would start? Maybe he called her a little lady, maybe he started by combing her hair, and this person began to quietly live in her heart.

Seventeen was burned by the tears, and reached out to hold her face, and the golden lotus on her forehead lined her eyes even more pitiful, it really killed him.

The lips slowly lowered, fell on the golden lotus, landed on the tip of the nose, and finally fixed on the tail of the eye.

Eyelashes trembled slightly, swept across his chin, and she called his name, "Seventeen." ”

"Hmm."

Yiren was silent for a while before he said, "I can't bear it."

I couldn't give up what you had, I didn't want to let go, so I chose to pull you into this swamp.

You may blame me for being selfish, but I've never fought for anything, and this time, let me be willful.

In the next life, I will find a fair lady for you, and I hope that you will sing harmoniously, and under the light of the Buddha, there must be a lamp for me to pray for you.

"Boom", Seventeen's mind went blank, his lips trembled, and his voice choked, "Hmm." ”

He couldn't say anything anymore, he was afraid that as soon as he opened his mouth, he wouldn't be able to control himself, he hadn't cried for a long time, the last time he cried, was when he was twelve years old, when he first met the prince.

In his life, he is really in the hands of these two brothers and sisters.

The little lady didn't know that it was she who pulled him out of the swamp, and the plain umbrella girl under the red wall and white snow was really not a benefactor.

There was a benefactor who only gave an umbrella and said a word.

But that sentence became his goal and his reason to escape death.

He remembered the whole time of his youth, and then at a glance, he knew that this was a catastrophe that he couldn't avoid, not that the girl looked like him, but that they finally met and lived up to the time.

The wind and rain carried more than ten years of time with them, the two snuggled together, the interlocking ten fingers told their friendship, the man smiled shallowly, "Little lady!" ”

"Hmm."

"It's nothing, I just think it's a nice word."

"Little lady!"

"Hmm."

You see, they went down this alley again, and the rain became lighter, and the red lanterns were printed on the road, like the one that was not the one that was married.

"Sir, do you think it's worth it?"

The fragrance of tea overflowed the room, but the mood of the person who made tea was unknown, and he brewed back and forth a few times, but he couldn't brew her taste, but the sound of rain outside the building, I could hear a little feeling.

This cup of tea is slightly bitter, it should be the wrong amount of tea, the hand that stretched out to lift the teapot was intercepted, Qin Nuosang brought the teapot in front of him, warmed the cup, woke up the tea, brewed, calmly and calmly, where is the appearance of being arrogant and domineering for half a minute?

Su Li pulled up his sleeves and didn't care much in his tone, "What's worth it or not, isn't it all like this." ”

Qin Nuosang calmly made tea, his eyebrows and eyes were full of tenderness, "Speaking of which, Mr. still owes me an explanation." ”

Su Li laughed lightly, picked up the book on the side of the desk and began to look at it, as if asking casually, "How is Kyoto compared to the southwest?" ”

"Didn't I say it, no horses, no wildflowers, nothing but a bunch of hypocrites."

The sound of boiling tea, the sound of rain outside the window, and the occasional sound of flipping a book, is a very warm sound.

Su Li changed the book again, "Then go back to the southwest, don't come back to Kyoto." ”

"Your father wants you to marry Seventeen, just to get the southwest out of the court dispute, if it succeeds, it is a good thing, if not, your father will also take the opportunity to return to the southwest, and ask not to return to Beijing, counting, your father is also a shrewd person."

Qin Nuosang laughed at himself in his heart, what a shrewd person, but his own children also take advantage of it, and said: "So Mr. asked me to come to Kyoto and acted in this scene, you concluded that the seventeenth prince would enter the palace, this marriage would not be successful, and that Miss Ye would not be sad."

As he spoke, he handed him the brewed tea, and when he finished tasting it, he asked, "How, is this tea worse than Miss Ye's?" ”

"I'm ashamed to say that I don't know much about the tea ceremony, and it tastes the same thing, but I just happen to remember that taste."

This means that her tea tastes the same.

She smiled, "I met that Miss Ye, she is a very good person, and the seventeenth prince probably put him in the palm of his hand, sir, don't worry." ”

"I know."

He had seen Seventeen look at her, and it was a love that could not be hidden.

The rain was pouring outside the building, and Su Li picked up the book again, "What do you plan to do in the future?" ”

"Didn't Mr. guess it, he will probably stay in the southwest for the rest of his life, give a marriage, and he shouldn't return to Beijing."

After hearing this, Su Li's hand holding the scroll paused, and said: "The distance is far away, so I won't go, and I will say that my newlywed is as good as I want here."

"I don't know where Lang Jun is, Mr. wished me a good marriage, Lang rode a bamboo horse, went around the bed to make green plums, in the end I paid by mistake." Qin Nuosang said with a smile, not losing the dignity of the girl's family.

Su Li listened and didn't speak.

That's all I have to say, some words, don't ask, just leave a thought.

"Then Norsan will retreat first, and it will be windy tonight, so Mr. should go into the house."

Su Li was about to get up to see her off, but she stopped her.

Qin Nuosang walked outside the steps, stopped again, and turned around, just like the innocent little Qingmei at the beginning, "Brother is fine." ”

Su Li's hand holding the scroll trembled slightly, his throat seemed to be stuck by something, and he couldn't speak.

Qin Nuosang lowered his head and laughed lightly, "It's been a long time since anyone called you by this name, right?" But don't forget, this is your name, and you're half sick. It seemed that he was embarrassed for a while, and then he suddenly remembered and said in surprise: "Then I wish you all the rest of your life."

"My sister is going to get married when she goes back, and it should be difficult to see her again in this life, my brother has found my sister-in-law, and Norsan has no chance to come to see her, so I congratulate here, and I wish my brother and sister-in-law a hundred years of good together."

The woman's voice disappeared into the rain, and his green plum was far away from him from then on.

Unharmed! Unharmed! Since you are half sick, then I wish you the rest of your life is safe.

In this world, the only person who remembered his name for him also went away, Su Li, tasted a lifetime of separation, and only wished that he would return safe for the rest of his life.