I often envy the jade lang in the world, and the sky should beg and point to the crisp girl......

The man, resolutely turning, with his hands behind his back, and with his golden dignity and dignity on his toes, walked into the house, and ignored the 'gardener' and left him.

She couldn't be sure if the place where this thin, thin, and disgusted branch of grass and trees was sent was her father's residence, and whether she could cultivate even a wisp of ghost because she was close to her kindred.

He didn't know that in fact, the soul of Zhixi that he had knotted in his heart in the past was condensed in the half of the centrifugal that he had returned to her in his previous life. It is this wisp of soul that makes her become a mayfly and not die, so that even if she gives up the right to reincarnate that she was not given, she can still leave a leaf of 'original intention' in her current grass and tree body.

Although he didn't know it, the grass and trees that he dared to break off by chance were exactly where the soul carried by this 'original heart' dwelled. Presumably, if you are not under the vein of Zhou Shanyu, when you leave the contemplation and judge and choose this 'branch of the transplanted grass' for Tu Yu to comfort the woman, you must have a heart with her, otherwise, how many grass and trees are branches, how can he just break off this branch?

The words are not complicated, and I said that I picked up this branch of grass and trees, and asked the girl: "Can you tolerate it, reluctantly, and I will go to the 'idle house' according to the words of the young master of your family, and plant it alone?" ”

"You can go, it's okay, there, this is the place of the servants," Ling Nu said: "I just have something to go there to explain, send you there, you finish planting, let's go." "This Ling girl, so she has no scheming, if she is not a righteous person, she is so easy to let people go to the hospital, and personally lead the way, isn't she a self-recruited thief? Come to think of it, the daughters of this poor family are too simple-minded and simple-minded.

Leaving and thanking again and again, he has always been 'not looking down on people because they are low, and not looking down on people because they are high', and when they are humble, they are more humble, and when they are good, they are better. When he left for the idle house, he took the plow that was supported by the wall, loosened the soil, and planted the plow. Looking up, there was a treacherous sea of clouds in the sky, flowing away like sand, and it was already dusk.

He looked around, but saw that in the middle of the courtyard wall on the east side, there was another moon gate, which read: Dongfu. Really, the mechanism is hidden. But he didn't think much about it, and only said to himself: "Qingqiu's affairs, I won't be there for a day, and it should be piled up into a mountain." With that, he shook his body, and Tengyun left, and went back to deal with the affairs of the Six Realms.

When he went, the branches of the plants and trees that were planted alone in the idle soil actually went into the air, gently shaking the branches, graceful and graceful, and conjuring up a stunning woman, looking at the city, and then looking at the country.

She walked delicately, wandering between the scattered courtyards, her posture was like a weak willow supporting the wind, a soft and charming, and whispered softly: "Poor gardener, where have you gone?" I was about to thank him, but in the blink of an eye, did he evaporate? ”

Isn't it a pity to pass each other's shoulders and miss them in just a moment.

Fang Xun searched for the room, but when he heard the sound of silk and bamboo, it was like a heavenly sound.

"The drums and pianos are so good; Separation and separation, separation", the sound of the wind is harmonious, and it is very elegant and refined.

Zhixi sang and sang to the tune, drifting straight across the low east wall where she lived, and arrived in the hidden east mansion. Seeing a phoenix under the tree, on the bamboo chair, sitting a son, stroking the piano and endowing, I think it is the person who makes the sound of the silk bamboo.

Zhixi but when she saw him, she seemed to be familiar with him, but she didn't know each other: her eyebrows were like willows, her hair was like black jade, she was wearing ink clothes, and she wore jade on her waist, and she inadvertently fell into a noble Qinghua.

Just like the phoenix wood diving in the secret realm, the first time to enter the green bag to ask the doctor, sit and wait for Zhixi's return of the wood!

Zhixi fell to the ground, carefully looked at the jade young man in front of him, and didn't know how to avoid the appearance of an ignorant girl at all, as if he was shocked and confused by his heavenly voice.

Mu Luo lowered his head and stroked the qin, and he never noticed that in the so-called 'Dongfu' that no one cared about for more than ten years, there was a girl like a flower, who came gently.

Zhixi listened and listened, fascinated, consciousness and physical strength, have reached her limit, she was already weak, after being broken off, and lost the soil protection, after a long journey, and the scorching sun, but also the young master's spicy hand to destroy the flowers, at this moment, has been no support, slowly, shrunk and shrinked, showing the original form, just laid down on the Qianmo not far in front of the wooden piano.

After a long time, when he was tired of sitting down, he stood up, and paced under the tree, loosening his muscles and bones, and inadvertently, his feet were raised, and he almost stepped on the branch.

"Be merciful at your feet," the grass and tree branches, weak and dying, pleaded softly: "If you hit the ground, I will die." ”

"Who's talking?" Mu Luo screamed, raised his toes, took a step back, and then fell, looking around for the source, but couldn't.

When he lowered his head again, he saw a branch on the ground, and he was very surprised, picked it up, held it in the palm of his hand, and said to himself: "There are also long-legged ones in the Manfu Mansion, and they can still run to my cold palace." Weird, weird. ”

While speaking, Ling Nu, carrying the wooden bucket for rice, stepped into the Yuemen of Dongfu, and said from afar: "Young Master Moyu, it's time to eat." ”

"Lingnu, look, I don't know which little servant this is, came to me, and brought a piece of tulip branch along the way?" Now it is Moyu's Mu Luo, who smiled and took the grass and branches, and asked Lingnu.

"The little servants who can run around are now grown up and stable, and the things in the front yard are still too busy to touch the ground, and they can take care of it there, and they still come to you to make trouble." In reply to his words, Ling Nu placed the wooden barrel on a stone table in the courtyard, put the rice into a bowl, and taught the wood to fall over and eat it.

Mu Luo sat down on the stone bench very obediently, put the grass and wood branches on the corner of the stone table, picked up the chopsticks, and said to Ling Nu with a smile: "Ling Nu, you sit." ”

"It's good to stand and wait, I'm used to standing in the front yard, and it's uncomfortable to sit down." Lingnu smiled, even if no one came to patronize the Dongfu, she was the only one who served, she never crossed the rules, every time Muluo asked her to sit down, she politely refused, and then stood until Muluo finished eating, she put the bowls and chopsticks and other leftovers into the wooden barrel, and took them away. It's not that she doesn't want to sit, it's just that she thinks that although Young Master Moyu is easy-going, he is also the master, and others don't take him seriously, so she can't treat him slowly because of others' cold treatment.

Bored, she looked at Muluo eating, then glanced at the grass and tree branches in the corner of the table, and couldn't help but be surprised: "This grass and tree branches, I know it's that." ”

"Huh?" Muluo put down the dishes and chopsticks and listened to her.

"A gardener came today, saying that the bishop of the house came to send flowers, I see that bearing, but a little luxurious," Ling Nu said: "I took him to see the head of the house, coincidentally, the head of the house was not there, it was the young master who received him, and only a few words were not very serious, and then sent away, before leaving, but also this branch of grass and trees, fell to the ground, so, I remember clearly." When I look at this flower, it is also very weak, it is not like a good embryo, and it will not live long. But the gardener, too, was strange, and had to plant it alone in the idle house, and I told him that the idle people were all subordinates, and he also said, 'What a subordinate is not a subordinate', the more humble it is, the easier it is to be kind, so as not to slow down a branch of grass and let her die. So, he personally came to plant it. ”

"It's interesting to hear from you." Mu Luo listened to it with interest: "What about later?" ”

"Later, I was busy, and I didn't see when he left," said Lingnu, "I didn't think about it, but he just said that he might not really want to plant it alone in idleness, but came to your east house by mistake and left it behind." ”

"Oh," said Muluo, picking up the twig, "but a poor grass." Since I have picked you up, I will plant you in my court. ”

Exactly: Mo Shang picks up, and the less Yan returns.

Once, in the secret realm, Zhixi was reincarnated in the Wa Palace, on the green mountain stone path, picking up the phoenix wood and falling flowers that Dian'er fell, and forming the front edge of the wood that the wood could not unravel; Tonight, Mu Luomo picked up each other, picked up Zhixi's 'abandoned' grass and tree branches, I don't know, what is it.

On the sixth day of soil planting, Zhixi was half-asleep and half-awake, looking at the fireworks in the Dongfu courtyard and the idle house with the body of grass and trees: idleness, it does not match the name, it is the busiest corner in the whole Mofu, and there is noise, scolding, and laughter every day. If Moyu, who lives in the Dongfu Courtyard, is a little bit uncannibalistic, then the "idle residence" across this wall has a lot of worldly atmosphere.

The simple, simple, and simple that she could see at a glance, and her idleness evoked Zhixi's subconscious memories of her many hazy and hazy childhoods, which was what Jing Nu looked like in the courtyard where she lived in the Zhao family in Yue's childhood. The chase under the bamboo, the joke under the broom, the snow treading, the plum sweeping...... She, Lingnu, and her mother-in-law, the wind, frost, rain and snow that she walked through in this courtyard seemed to be alive in her slowly full vitality.

In a sense, the people you meet in a certain place define what that place means to you.

Zhixi is in the moon, she has met Ruyi, she has met kindness like Lingnu, and she has also met old lady Zhao with two sides and three knives, but those are like wind and smoke, and in the years like water, they have become the background color of the background, and they are gray. In her memory, there has never been this Dongfu, this super free and easy young master Moyu (Muluo).

Mu Luo will come to water her every day, occasionally with his fingertips, touch the dew of the morning sun on the tips of her leaves.

On the seventh day, when Muluo came again, as soon as her hand touched her leaves, Zhixi, and then turned into a woman's appearance, smiling like a smile, laughing at the city, and then laughing at the country, no matter what kind of laughter, it was enough to make Muluo, intoxicated.

It's just that the phoenix Mumuluo, who was burned out by the fire in his previous life, still has a trace of memories about Zhixi. He smiled at Zhixi, and decided for a thousand years at a glance, such love at first sight is also a fate that he can't escape?

"You?" He wasn't even afraid that she was a demon. Don't ask, where is she from. The mortal Mu Luo, who changed his name to 'Mo Yu', has three lives and three lives, and he has no immunity to Zhixi.

"Every day, I listen to you play the piano and compose poems, and I hope you will help the bamboo and step on the flowers," Zhixi said: "I really live a fairy-like, leisurely life." ”

Yu Muluo said that he was at ease or not, he didn't care, he only knew that looking at the woman in front of him, he naturally raised his eyebrows, Ruoliu's eyebrows and eyes, and smiled into a good-looking arc. So sincere.

Smiling, smiling with the fragrance of Lingmei. I asked Lingnan if it should be good, but he said: This place of peace is my hometown.