Walk through the door of the hanging flowers, pass by the beauty, the white lotus floats on the water, the mist is shrouded, raise your head to see a full moon overhead, the best thing is that there is a graceful silhouette of a woman in the moon, dancing with the music, taking a flat boat over the arch of the flowers and going ashore.

On both sides of the shore are waiting for the brightly dressed goddesses, they are in a thousand postures, their expressions are calm, or playing the flute, or playing the pipa, or carrying a flower basket in their arms, or picking peaches, or holding a sword, the waist posture is soft like a boneless willow branch in the wind, and the smart wrist is like the soft aquatic plants under the water, and it turns out to be a lifelike carved stone statue when you look closely.

Walking up the steps, the huge white gauze curtain crosses the sky, fluttering in the wind, through the lanterns on the corridor, the white gauze is densely written with the poetry and songs of the literati, painting the red plum blossoms on the branches, or a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water, elegant and unique, original.

At the end of Langfang is the four courtyards of Yunyue Pavilion in spring, summer, autumn and winter, each courtyard is named differently and becomes a scenery of its own, the courtyard is divided into a detached room, and the guests can drink happily and talk at night.

When everyone and Long Fuzhi sat in the room drinking, they couldn't help but praise the scenery along the road just now, this place really deserves its name, like the artistic conception of Yaochi fairyland. There were no girls in the Yunyue Pavilion, only young men with beautiful eyebrows, who were trained to be cautious and polite, respectful and not humble, to bring the drinks into the room and then to withdraw, to move gently and nimbably, and not to make unnecessary noises so as not to disturb the guests.

A few glasses of wine down, the room was a little stuffy, let the serving young man open the window, a lilac tree outside the house was blooming, the cool evening breeze carried the fragrance of flowers into the house, it was really not drunk and everyone was drunk, Long Fuzhi sitting on the main seat was lying on the side of the seat with one hand on his cheek, his face was slightly red, his eyes were confused and he looked at Qi Shang beside him, and hooked his hand to indicate him to approach.

"How did you get this priceless plum blossom note?" Long Fuzhi asked as if he was drunk.

"I didn't know that someone had placed it at the head of my bed at night." There were waves in those bottomless eyes, and Qi Shang only looked at each other so that he would not doubt himself.

Time passed minute by minute, no one moved, but they didn't know that the confrontation between them had changed in the eyes of others, Qi Shang knelt on the ground, his hands were propped up on Long Fu's side, and the ambiguous feelings were permeated between the two, and even everyone did not notice the exchange of glances.

"I naturally believe what you say." Long Fuzhi hooked the corners of his mouth, poured a full glass of wine and handed it to him, Qi Shang took the wine glass and drank it all, no one knew that his clothes were soaked behind his back.

Ahead is Yunyue Pavilion, Mo Fei wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, and asked while walking from the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, and walked for a full six hours before coming here, she didn't believe that Long Fuzhi would forget her, she must find him. Passers-by heard that she was going to Yunyue Pavilion and kindly told her that Yunyue Pavilion did not allow women to enter, even men had to have a plum blossom note issued by the pavilion master to enter.

Two people in shabby clothes walked in front of them, like a father and son, and the middle-aged man dragged the things on the young man's body and threw them on the ground, annoyed and angry, "No matter how poor our family is, we will never let you go to that kind of place to do things." ”

The boy tried to pick it up from the ground, but his father grabbed him and argued, "There's nothing wrong with it, you earn more in a month than you make in a year." ”

The middle-aged man slapped the young man in the face, "You unfilial son wants to be angry with you Lao Tzu, your mother and I are still counting on you to inherit the incense, and you are not afraid of cutting off your children and grandchildren if you go there to do some pickled business." ”

"Let go of me, let go of my ......" Seeing the backs of the two fathers and sons slowly moving away, Mo Fei walked to the lawn and picked up the discarded object, which turned out to be a wooden sign, with "Zigui" written on the front and "Yunyue Pavilion" written on the back, Mo Fei was overjoyed.

"Stop, no one else is allowed to enter this place." A thin, dirty teenager walked up to him and was stopped by the guards.

"Brother, I'm here to do things in Yunyue Pavilion, this is my brand." The boy was a little restrained, and handed the sign at his waist to the guard.

"You're here to report today?" The guard was a little suspicious, seeing that he kept his head down the whole time, not daring to look up at him, and the boy nodded.

"Lift your head up." The guard's grip on the hilt of the sword slowly tightened, and if something was wrong with the young man, he would not show mercy.

The young man raised his head, although his white face was stained with some dust, he couldn't hide the pair of brilliant eyes and handsome face, and the dozens of teenagers in Yunyue Pavilion couldn't match the child in front of him, and the guard lost his mind for a moment.

"Brother, can I go in?" Hearing him call his brother, his clear eyes looked over, and the guard's heart moved, and he unconsciously let go of the hand holding the sword and returned the wooden card to him.

"Thank you, brother." The boy strode through the door and disappeared into the darkness.

Mo Fei covered his chest, feeling his heart beating hard, just after sweeping the eyes to the guard was about to draw his sword, fortunately, there was no danger, and he had not yet come out of the nervous mood, suddenly a young man in white appeared in front of him, and when he saw her, he immediately pulled her and walked forward quickly, while teaching a lesson.

"You are Zigui, you will be late on the first day, if you are known by Brother Liangyou, you will inevitably be scolded, see how dirty you are, and quickly go and change your clothes." The boy looked at him with disgust.

"I will teach you etiquette and rules, you give me a good lesson, if something goes wrong, even I will be implicated, do you hear, my name is Nianfeng, that is, the harvest of Nianfeng, this is the name my father gave me, I heard that my hometown has a bumper harvest for three years after I was born, isn't it very auspicious?"

Hearing the young man named Nian Feng talking, Mo Fei didn't even have a chance to interject, and entered a room, where Nian Feng took out a set of clean clothes from the cabinet and motioned for her to put them on.

"Just change your clothes here?" Murphy asked, wide-eyed.

"Or else?" Nian Feng was a little angry, this good-looking but somewhat stupid child in front of him would definitely drag him down, why let him bring new people every year, it was really a thankless job.

"That...... Can you go out, I don't like to be stared at when I change clothes. Mo Fei cautiously glanced at Nian Feng's face.

"You think I like to see you change your clothes, squirming and squirming like a girl." Nian Feng turned to leave and walked out of the house.

Hearing his chattering and complaining voices outside the house, Mo Fei thought in his heart, if he wanted to find Fuzhi, it would be better to change into their clothes to hide people's eyes, she changed into that clean robe, it fit quite well, it seemed that she was about the same size as the young man named Zigui.

When she stood in front of Nian Feng, who was full of impatience, she saw that his eyes were a little strange when she looked at her, she was not found to be a woman, she was a little lacking in confidence, she touched her hair, and then looked down at the neckline, her hair was tied up, and her clothes were neatly dressed, there was nothing wrong, and then she looked at Nian Feng, and saw a wisp of crimson on his dark face.

"Brother Nianfeng, what's wrong?" Murphy asked hesitantly.

"I didn't ...... Nothing, what nonsense. Nian Feng was a little embarrassed when asked, this noble man looked like a girl, and he looked like a girl, which really annoyed him.

"Follow me, don't lose it." Nian Feng strode forward, and couldn't help but glance back at that pretty face again.

Seeing that the lights were bright and there were many people in front of him, Long Fuzhi should be there, and he had to get rid of Nian Feng, Mo Fei looked at the young man in front of him.

"Oops, my stomach hurts, I'm going to the hut." Mo Fei clutched his stomach and bent over in pain.

"That's a lot of, hurry up." Nian Feng pointed to the right impatiently, telling her that if she kept going that way, she would see the latrine, but Mo Fei nodded and ran over.

"Hey, it's not there, the hut is over there." Hearing Nian Feng shouting behind him, Mo Fei pretended not to hear, quickly hid in the dark, and saw that he couldn't find himself, so he scratched his head and scratched his ears, and his mouth was broken, he was really a troublemaker, and when he was far away, Mo Fei jumped out and walked towards the elegant courtyard in front of him.

The corridors here are crisscrossed, and there are many large courtyards, and it is really a needle in a haystack to find someone, Mo Fei sighed, and his eyes fell on his ankles, by the way, after so many years, she had forgotten the golden ring on her feet, especially since she cast a silent spell, this ring was like a jewel quietly there.

Mo Fei closed his eyes, cleared his distracting thoughts, and condensed all his thoughts into the golden wisp ring on his ankle, and slowly, the golden wisp ring moved, guiding her forward.

At the same time, the owner of the other golden thread ring felt something strange between his wrists, he stretched out his hand, and saw that the golden wire ring was slowly turning, as if something was summoning it, this is why, Long Fuzhi's strange appearance attracted everyone's attention.

"What's wrong, Fuzhi?" Qi Shang didn't know why, and asked.

Before Long Fuzhi could speak, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and a young man from Yunyue Pavilion appeared at the door, and he saw the young man sitting on the main seat, and ran towards him quickly with a surprised face.

"Long Fuzhi, I finally found you." Everyone was a little drunk, and before they could react, the young man had already hugged Long Fuzhi, buried his face in his shoulder, and sobbed.

"Let me go, or I'll kill you." In the face of this sudden hug, Long Fuzhi was a little sluggish, maybe a little drunk after a pot of wine, but he immediately sobered up, and said coldly to the young man in his arms, everyone was afraid of hurting themselves and retreated in fear, which angered Fuzhi and seemed that the child would definitely die.

"Don't let go, I will never let you go again, Long Fuzhi, do you know that I have been waiting for this day for three years! I worry about you every day, I worry that you will be bullied in Xuan Iceland, I am worried that you are hungry at night and have nothing to eat, I am worried that you will cry when you think of Uncle Long, I am worried that you will not remember if the master teaches you too fast, I am worried that I am not by your side and no one will protect you, I look forward to it day and night, hoping that the three years will pass soon, and I will be able to see you sooner. ”

Long Fuzhi became thinner, Mo Fei was distressed, he must not have eaten or slept well there, and he was homesick, Mo Fei was even more sad.

"Who the hell are you?" Long Fuzhi touched the long sword placed on the left side, it seems that this person is very familiar with him, and he came here to disguise himself and wait for an opportunity to approach him.

"I'm Mo Fei, Fuzhi, don't you remember me?" The boy let go and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

"Fuzhi, she ......" How could she break in, Qi Shang was flustered in his heart, remembering what his master said, he stood up and wanted to drive her away, but was stopped by Long Fuzhi's raised right hand.

"You're Murphy?" Long Fuzhi showed an unfathomable expression on his face, and he looked at the beautiful young man in front of him, no, it should be a girl.