When Yijin woke up, the bed brocade was warm and made the whole body comfortable, Yuzhu saw that she woke up, and her little eyes were full of admiration and admiration, when did her little master become so powerful.

She couldn't say any four-word praise, but said: "My little master is so powerful, I will never be bullied in the future." ”

Yijin nodded the nose of this cute girl: "Silly Yuzhu, even if I'm not good, I won't let people bully you." "Thinking of the past, sadness came to her, she was incompetent, and she didn't do anything in those days.

"In the future, Silly Yuzhu will not be bullied as long as she follows me."

"Hmm...... My little master is the most powerful. ”

Yi Jin laughed twice, looked up and didn't see the figure of the fourth master, and smiled slightly at the corner of his peach-pink mouth, which had been quiet for a long time, and didn't want to sleep so deeply.

"The fourth master went to the study......" Yuzhu said.

Yi Jin fell down, I heard that the fourth master's words were neat, but he only heard but couldn't see it.

Thinking so, he asked Yuzhu to straighten his robe and walked away slowly.

She doesn't know how to play a musical instrument, but she is quite patient with this practice, and every time she can stop for a few surgeries, she likes to practice calligraphy in her studio, so that she can find a trace of peace of mind in the chaos.

In the past, the corridor was covered with snow and the aroma of grass was cold and faint.

Today, there is still a little smell of wine in the leisurely place, and she smiles, maybe it is a relationship that she sleeps well and is in a good mood.

Without thinking about anything else, he pushed open the door and walked in.

Only then did she know that the door was a little late, and the fragrance of wine inside filled the entire study, and she was abrupt when you talked to me.

Su Peisheng was about to open his mouth to scold someone who didn't have long eyes, but when he looked up, he saw that it was Zhen Xiaozhu with a slightly peachy face, so he bowed.

"Since the father-in-law has something to do, the palace will go back first." She was about to withdraw when she heard the emperor's voice from behind the screen.

"Who is Su Peisheng outside, if there is nothing to do, go down." He's drinking excitedly.

"Chirp ......"

Yijin smiled, and she also had this intention. Just as he was about to retreat, he heard someone inside write a poem vaguely, and only said: "Mingyue should laugh at me and laugh at me now." Live up to the heart of spring, wander alone and chant alone. ”

She paused, what man could be so desolate and ruthless. But his current situation is the same. Since ancient times, thousands of knots have been around my heart, and I have been cutting constantly, either hurting this or saddening.

I don't know if the sky is ruthless or affectionate, but I got this thing that can't be scolded or disturbed, and how many crazy men and women have been affected.

"Little Master...... Let's go. ”

"Let's go." She turned her gaze to the corridor in the distance, and she remembered that a few steps further was the colorful curtain that day, the green grass in the corner, and the plum blossoms in the corner.

"The slave sends the mother."

Su Peisheng closed the vermilion door, the cold outside was too strong, he shook the cold on his body and walked in.

One of the three people in it had a face as red as a candle and a misty smile in his eyes.

"Drunk, drunk, drunk The emperor also asked if he had a sweetheart, but he vetoed it. After only a few glasses of wine, Mingyue laughed ruthlessly. ”

"Yes, literati are like this, after a few sips of wine, they began to be very sour, I am curious who can ruthlessly abandon our Qing Dynasty scholars, very curious."

"Brother Huang, don't talk about you, the younger brother is also very curious, but the younger brother and Rong Ruo don't know who he was abandoned by.

Nalan Rongruo shook his hand desperately when he heard this: "I miss Mingyue, but Mingyue laughs at me for being lonely." But I don't know that I, Nalan Rongruo, love loneliness. ”

Half a year ago, he fell in love with this loneliness. She was gone, and his heart was empty.

"Lonely, not bad."