Murong Mian is idle today, it is rare that the weather is good, and he does not let people follow, he takes a leisurely walk in the yard, this slips to the backyard, and when he enters the Half Moon Gate, he sees Bai Qianfan's Lanyue Pavilion, the door is deserted, and there is not even a door, he thought for a while, raised his feet and walked in.

There are two maids sitting under the corridor, chatting while sipping melon seeds, shaking their handkerchiefs and covering their mouths from time to time and laughing.

Murong Mian looked at it and shook his head, how did Bai Qianfan usually manage the people under him, and he connived to such an extent?

He didn't squeak, quietly flashed behind the big red pillar, walked along the mezzanine road, just a few steps, there was movement in the wing room on the left, like the sound of shuffling.

Murong Mian dipped his fingers in the saliva, and gently poked a small hole in the tissue paper in the window, which was really a horse hanging, two grandmothers, two maids, and melon seeds and tea on the corner stool next to him, and a rough girl came in with a pot to follow the water, and said with a smile, "Whoever wins, remember to give me tea money." ”

A green-clothed maid smiled, "Mama Qi won, one family eats three." ”

Mama Qi's face smiled like an old chrysanthemum, "Oh, I'll make up for what I lost yesterday, but I'm lucky today, come, give it first." After saying that, two coppers were thrown at the little girl.

The little girl hurriedly caught it, and bent down to thank him: "Thank you Mama Qi, Mama Qi is polite." ”

It was the first time for Murong Mian to see such a big grandmother, and he dared to regard himself as his master, but from her words, he got a message that these people often play horses together.

People chatting with melon seeds, drinking tea and playing horses, what about being the master? Don't need someone to serve you?

Murong Mian suddenly became a little curious, wondering what Bai Qianfan was doing at the moment? turned around lightly, but whether it was a wing room, an ear room, a miscellaneous room, or a corner room, there was no shadow of Bai Qianfan.

He withdrew the way he came, standing thoughtfully on the side of the road.

Hao Pingguan has been hanging his heart since he beat the prince of Chu into the Lanyue Pavilion, he knows a little bit about the situation in the Lanyue Pavilion, but the prince doesn't care, and he doesn't bother to bother with that. Now I saw the prince standing there with a serious face, and immediately slipped over.

"Lord, what do you have to say?"

"Didn't you tell you to stare at Bai Qianfan? What about people? ”

"This ......" his head is as big as a fight, not to mention the little princess, and he can't even find the little girl who follows the little princess.

"The princess probably went shopping, and I asked someone to look for it."

"No need." Murong Mian waved his hand, "Don't follow me, I'll go back by myself." ”

"Yes, lord." Hao Pingguan bowed and retreated.

Murong Mian walked to the lake, the scenery of Ming Lake is still good, there are lotus flowers in the lake, just growing new green leaves, uneven, staggered, quite swaying in the sun.

He followed the Jiuqu promenade to the pavilion in the center of the lake, stood there and looked, the sky was high and the clouds were wide, reflected on the surface of the lake, it was refreshing, he squinted his eyes, and always felt that there were people under the trees on the other side of the lake, who seemed to be squatting there, and only saw a corner of the light lotus robe.

He returned to the shore without moving, slowly approaching the man squatting under the tree.

The man was very attentive, looked at the ground for a while, then looked up at the sky, then looked down at the ground, and then looked up at the sky.

Murong Mian was puzzled by her, walked behind her quietly, and looked at it, it turned out that she was looking at ants, but what was she doing looking at the sky? He also glanced up at the sky, blue sky and white clouds, nothing unusual.

He finally couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing all the time?" ”

"Well, it's going to rain."