Even the rain does not know the spring, and the summer is deep when it is sunny.

When Ning Zhiyuan came over, Bai Wanwan was lying in the corridor and paralyzed like a salted fish with 001.

There is a small wooden stand on the side of the pond where the corridor leads to the pond, and there is a flower stand on it to shade the light, and the white silk makes Xiaoxiao build a clean mat underneath. When a person pounces on it, he puts some melons and fruits next to it, and he can reach out and reach the water in the pool, which is very comfortable.

The summer clothes are not thick, Bai Wanwan picked a pure white Song Mo and put on a blue gown, and the upturned feet did not wear shoes and socks, revealing the snow-white and petite feet. The black hair only put two spins to his ears, and it looked as fresh as a water fairy jumping out of a pond.

When footsteps sounded behind him, Bai Wanwan glanced back, and 001, who was only concerned about eating, drinking and having fun, also slipped away by himself.

She didn't bother to get up and salute, and Ning Zhiyuan didn't care about these false courtesies. He walked to Bai Wanwan's young youth but did not stop, but sat down in front of her side by himself.

The breeze blows the surface of the pool, which is very cool and pleasant. Bai Wanwan supported her cheek with one hand and looked at him: "Why does the prince have time to come to my small broken courtyard to sit today?" ”

Ning Zhiyuan didn't speak, but spread his palm towards Bai Wanwan. Bai Wanwan subconsciously pasted her face. His hands were slightly cool, and when he touched his cheeks, he seemed to be able to soothe the impetuousness in his heart. But this one is ...... It's so warm, isn't it!!

"Nothing." Ning Zhiyuan's thin lips opened lightly: "I haven't seen you make a fuss for a few days, and I'm not used to it, so I came over to take a look." ”

“？？ Then I would like to thank the prince for remembering to take time out of his busy schedule to perfunctory me? ”

He was dressed in a thin blue shirt today, and his black hair was untied, and it was a sight to sit there. The color of the clothes is very good with the white silk.

Bai Wanwan grabbed his palm and looked carefully in his hand, the young man's hand bones were distinct and extremely slender, and he couldn't find a single flaw, no matter what he was attached to, it was pleasing to the eye.

"Is the prince a fortune teller, what are you?"

“……？”

"No, I mean, do you read palmistry? This I will! ”

Ning Zhiyuan cast a suspicious gaze: "This king doesn't think that the women of the boudoir will learn this." ”

"Oh, people were self-taught in the market when they were young, don't look at me on the surface, in fact, I look super accurate!"

"Oh?" Ning Zhiyuan's voice was extremely long, and the tail note was a little lazy, which was extremely seductive: "Then I will allow you to take a look for this king." ”

Bai Wanwan laughed, pretending to hold Ning Zhiyuan's hand and turning it over and over, and when Ning Zhiyuan began to feel uncomfortable, she raised her head and coughed lightly twice and said seriously: "Oh, this life of the prince is very strange, I'm afraid I will be lonely for the rest of my life." ”

"Nonsense." Ning Zhiyuan withdrew his hand and retorted unhappily: "This king sees you as a charlatan, how can you show people like this, and you are not afraid that this king will be angry?" ”

"Those who are talented should be proud, and those who are incompetent should be welcomed!" Bai Wanwan stubbornly raised his head and looked at Ning Zhiyuan: "The prince obviously can't accept this result." ”

Ning Zhiyuan stared at her: "What is the result?" This king doesn't already have a princess, how can he say that I am lonely and old. ”

Bai Wanwan spread her hands: "Then how do I know, maybe the prince will run away from me in the future?" ”

Ning Zhiyuan wrinkled his eyebrows: "It's clear that every time you are angry, are you still unreasonable?" ”

Seeing that Bai Wanwan was only smiling but not speaking, Ning Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and swiped a pool of crushed pings on his side, and a drop of crystal pool water on his fingertips happened to fall on her nose.

Bai Wanwan stretched out her hand to wipe it, and when she saw Ning Zhiyuan looking at her with a smile, she got up and went to pluck the water in the pool and poured it on Ning Zhiyuan.

This kind of child's trick like playing with water is a bit of a trick for the two of them, and in the end, Ning Zhiyuan stopped helplessly: "Okay, this king doesn't bully weak women." There are still some official duties that have not been completed, so I won't bother you today to 'steal half a day'. ”

Bai Wanwan pinched her throat and said, "Congratulations to the prince", seeing the young man's back staggering, she smiled and retracted her gaze, and continued to enjoy her idle and boring afternoon.

Ning Zhiyuan has been staying at home lately and doesn't run out, so he has nothing to do. I just don't know how Ning Xiao and Rong Xiu are progressing.

"001, what kind of person do you say Mrs. Xing is?"

This was originally Bai Wanwan's self-talk, but I didn't expect 001 to respond seriously: "The smell on her body is very similar to the host you." ”

"Uh-huh????"

"The host has a strong ability to empathize, maybe what can I dream about next time?"

"I believe in your wickedness."

This probability is no less than buying a lottery ticket, can she bump into it every time?

It really can!

That night, Bai Wanwan had a long dream.

In early spring, the apricot blossoms are slightly rainy.

Mrs. Xing, who looks like she is twenty-eight years old, is standing in the rain, and an oil-paper umbrella is propped up on her head, just to shield her from all the wind and rain. I couldn't see the eyebrows of the person holding the umbrella clearly, and the expression that looked at her was gentle after all.

"On a spring trip, apricot blossoms blow all over your head."

"Who's young? Foot Merry. ”

The girl's gentle singing voice was like a bird in the rain, and she stood in the fog, and when she looked up at the man holding the umbrella, her eyebrows were as gentle as a pool of spring water.

"When I first met, it seemed to be like this in the apricot blossom rain."

The man replied: "Yes, at that time, I thought that this was the apricot blossom fairy who had cultivated into a fine family, but I never thought that it was a little girl with no name and no surname and no one who knew where to go. ”

Mrs. Xing smiled and pretended to beat him: "I know that my origin is unknown, but the prince still picked me up." ”

"How can I be willing to let you be left alone, Xing'er no longer thinks Ning is dragging her family, and she also helps Ning take her son. How could Ning have a position to dislike Xing'er. ”

Hearing this, Bai Wanwan was a little puzzled, this man is the old prince nine times out of ten. Listening to the voice, he should also be a beautiful man, but his encounter with Mrs. Xing is really romantic!

And Mrs. Xing, who is so soft on the outside and proud on the inside, must have done a lot of mental construction before accepting the three wives and four concubines of the old prince.

However, the princess and Ning Zhiyuan both had before the two met, and the old prince took responsibility seriously, even if he regarded Mrs. Xing as his only true love, he never abandoned his old wife. And after that, he never married anyone again.

The falling flowers are independent, and the micro swifts are flying.

Like every pair of loving mandarin ducks, they have also enjoyed the flowers in spring and the moon in autumn, and they have also put the paper lantern on the Shangyuan Festival.

He planted a garden full of apricot trees for her, and waited for the spring and summer seasons to fill the room with fragrance and warmth.

But now in Mrs. Xing's yard, the old apricot tree has never bloomed again.

The old prince blocked the poisonous arrow for the emperor, and he died of illness. Soon the old princess hanged herself with her.

Mrs. Xing must have been sad and desperate at that time, but Ning Zhiyuan was still young, and in order to raise the only child left by the eldest prince, she used the identity of a concubine to spend the first half of her life in the Yuanwang Mansion.

The years have not worn away her kindness, and despite the darkness and cruelty she has seen, she still remains gentle.

When Bai Wanwan woke up from a dream, the tip of her nose seemed to be able to smell the faint aroma of apricot blossoms. A cool blow in the sweltering heat of early summer spread over the woman's curved brow.