Chapter 14: Return to Yanchi (2)
An hour later, the carriage stopped, everyone got off one after another, at this moment the mountain gate of the courtyard was wide open, the breeze came slowly, it was cool and unusually cool in the hot summer, the Yan entourage servants came and went endlessly, beckoning the immortals, everyone entered the gate, only to see the blue figure slowly coming from the main hall, the breath was introverted and profound.
Everyone followed behind Lord Mo, only daring to mumble quietly, lowering their eyebrows and lowering their heads, staring at their eyes, I don't know what kind of posture the person will make, after all, the Yan clan has been temporarily acting for many years, if he is selfless, no one believes it.
"Lord Mo is here, I am honored to be here" The melodious voice sounded.
The blue color is straight and straight to disperse the fatigue of everyone's long journey, the person who came to show the folding fan, the blue eyes are smiling, the demon is reveling, the crown of the world, a blue robe lined with his radiant spirit, the face is like a crown of jade, the temperament is dusty, and it is even more immortal in this light ink courtyard.
One black and one blue are opposites, time seems to be frozen, everyone looks around silently, on one side is the dragon among people, on the other side is Gongzi Ruyu, but on both sides is the oppressive momentum that does not retreat at all.
Yan Suxuan did not shy away from looking directly at Mo Jiu's dark eyes, and the smile on the corner of his lips was as shallow and soft as a thousand-year-old snow lotus.
"Fox," Lan Hanyan muttered quietly.
Isn't it just that he has a pair of blue eyes, fake benevolence and false righteousness, pretending to be pretending, and it is really disgusting to look at.
Ning Yuge indifferently looked at the man in front of him who was fluttering in green clothes, full of spring, and with a decent smile, his appearance was still the same, but he was extremely strange, the once heroic and heroic young man was gone, and what was in front of him was just Lord Yan's traceability.
"The Lord of the Laborious Swallow leads the way"
Mo Jiu's low, thousand-year-old voice shattered everyone's thoughts.
"Lord Mo, please, everyone" Yan Suhui made a way, humbly aside, and after Mo Jiu went first, the smile on the corner of his mouth was melodious and melodious.
Oh, it's finally time for this day......
With the guidance, everyone was followed into the depths of the courtyard, the courtyard is deep, the winding path is secluded, each courtyard is extremely poetic, the scenery is unique, one step at a time, stone forest, bamboo sea, lake, egret...... It's dazzling, dizzying, and I don't know where I am.
Yan's is the best at garden layout, advocating simplicity and unpretentiousness, open and transparent, thinking ingenious, strolling in this wind and rain corridor under the bright sun, refreshing and pleasant, but also free from the suffering of the sun, if it is suddenly like a shower of rain, you can just enjoy the scenery.
Everyone is attracted by this quiet and elegant interest, while walking while looking at the scenery of the courtyard, can not take their eyes off, the orchid fragrance is overflowing, elegant and indifferent, and the heart is also a quiet and calm.
Mo Jiu likes to be quiet, living alone in the Longxiao Pavilion on the partial peak, and the Lan family lives in the partial hall.
Although it is distributed like this every few years, it is still not enough to see the scenery of this colorful courtyard, and everyone meets to drink and catch up at the evening banquet, so they go back to rest first.
Yan Suxuan followed Mo Jiu to the direction of Longxiao Pavilion, and Ning Yuge followed the Lan family to Hanlian Courtyard safely.
As its name suggests, the garden is full of fragrant lotus, slim and elegant, with buds to be released, the color is like Lan's beloved powder, and it is also like Lan's always been a pie, out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons.
"The new lotus is not yet fully opened, but it is just right, and there will be a chance to see the grace of the lotus in the near future," Lan Zhebai said casually as he looked at the pond full of lotuses.
"What's the point, pretending" Lan Hanyan entered the house with disdain, and instructed the girl to tidy up her clothes, but she didn't pay attention to the scenery of the garden.
"This girl, I'm really spoiled on weekdays," Lan Zhibai said helplessly, stretching out her hand to let Ning Yuge go first.
Ning Yuge picked a clean small partial room, excused himself for fatigue, and adjusted the internal interest in the room, the internal interest has recovered more than half, and there is gradually a stable trend, presumably it will be restored to the previous nine points in less than a month.
When Mo Jiu's hard bones arrived, she drove her strength to probe, even if she was a person who had reached the peak of martial arts, it was difficult to detect her current true internal cultivation, and even Nuwa's stone heart was seven or eight points weaker, and she had to admire Mo Jiu's ability to refine medicine.
At dinner time, the attendants came to inform the banquet guests in the main hall, Lan Hanyan was full of complaints, and under Lan Zhebai's comfort, the three of them went to the banquet.
The twilight is late, this dark cloud has been dull for a long time, after all, it is silently dissipated, at this time the sunset is like fire, the red is burning half of the sky, reflecting the Yan Lake in the distance, scorching its glory.
The main hall is full of lights, but it is well arranged, quite interesting to the elegant banquet, silk and bamboo around the ears, the beauty dances, the immortals have arrived early, staggered, talking and laughing.
Mo Jiu was also already sitting at the main table, drinking alone, occasionally glancing in the direction of the Lan family, although the woman was sitting upright, she was indifferently tasting the wine, she couldn't find the slightest emotion on her face, and her appearance was mediocre, and she was happy in the crowd.
Ning Yuge glanced back at Mo Jiu, knowing his worries, bowed slightly, pretending not to care about holding the wine glass, and chatting and laughing with Lan Hanyan on the side.
"Lord Mo, I will give you a glass first, it is rare for Lord Mo to come in person, Yan Chi is shining" Yan Suxuan raised his glass, Yingying smiled on his face, his tone was sincere, and there was a smile in his blue eyes.
Mo Jiu held the cup in one hand, drank it all, and replied, "Lord Yan is polite"
Yan Suhui put down the wine glass, folded the fan, and looked around at the immortals, his eyes wandering, looking for the figure with interest.
Let me guess what you're dressed up in......
The blue eyes fell somewhere in an instant, took a deep look, snorted lightly, and understood in his heart.
After nightfall, the wine was too drunk, the silk bamboo hypnotized people, everyone said goodbye and went back to the other courtyard to rest, the boat and car were tired, and they were also tired, Lan Hanyan couldn't stop yawning, and he was already going to fall asleep.
"Brother, Sister Yi, I'm going to sleep first, I've been drinking all night with me, I'm really tired."
After speaking, he waved his hand and walked to his wing.
Ning Yuge and Lan Zhibai glanced at each other with a smile, and also said goodbye to each other to rest.
The willow tips on the moon were more deeply exposed, Ning Yuge rested for a while, read half a volume of "The Tale of the West Mountain", and then changed back to Tianshuibi's clothes, cut his haircut, and his appearance had been restored in the bronze mirror, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was diffuse.
It's time......
The lights in the wings of Lan Zhebai and Lan Hanyan were turned off at the moment, and now there was only the sound of cicadas chirping and the rustle of the night wind hitting the lotus leaves, which was silent and peaceful.
Ning Yuge closed the door lightly and walked out of the courtyard.