The group walked and stopped to the hexagonal pavilion.

It is said that the short pavilion originally traveled to the foot of the mountain, but the long pavilion that was supposed to be built was closed due to the lack of people on the mountain.

When repairing the road, Meng Wanrou and his party were cut off from this road, and when it rained heavily, the group had nowhere to hide and be trapped in the rain.

The wooden strips were set horizontally on the top, and the dead branches and the large leaves of the unknown trees in the mountains as big as umbrella covers were placed on the top, and people were ordered to go in to avoid the rain.

Seeing that the pavilion was simple and narrow, the accompanying guards were willing to stand outside the pavilion and wait on the grounds of caring for his wife's reputation, although Meng Wanrou was not angry, but said: The military order is like a mountain, even if I don't receive the official rank, I always have the authority to order you.

It is said that the entourage was shocked by its momentum, and finally obediently entered the pavilion to take shelter from the rain, and after the rain, Meng Wanrou simply waved a big pen 'Siyu Pavilion' was completed, and it was a good story.

Looking at the situation at that time, the people accompanying him should also follow the people who fought Sima and the Meng family earlier, it is reported that Meng Wanrou quietly followed her father in the army and was also quite prestigious in the army, but unfortunately she was forced to suspend her daughter later, and she was scolded for a long time.

However, although the legend is beautiful, today they walked to this hexagonal pavilion and encountered heavy rain, and they had no choice but to dodge, and returned to the scene in the story in a trance.

When I really responded to the scene, it was a general feeling again.

The torrential rain caught people off guard, and they escorted a few people to go in to avoid the rain, so Dongfang Yanli was the only two women in the line who were just children, and they didn't pay so much attention to it, otherwise they would have to follow her mother's example.

The heavy rain came in a hurry, but it did not end, and it was still raining tirelessly.

The Oriental Goose leaned on one side of the stone pillar, facing the distant mountains with his back to the pavilion, and vaguely saw the deep mist wrapped around the silk silk, winding up from the bottom, blurring the vista and lingering the autumn leaves.

The autumn rain is as light as a gauze curtain, and the distant mountain scenery can be seen vaguely through the gauze curtain.

Like a beaded curtain and a twilight beauty gauze tent, there is no fragrant breasts and half dewed, there is no cinnabar like tears, and there is a fresh and deep beauty of light clothes and plain makeup.

Or maybe it was caused by his mood or something expected, Dongfang Yan reached out to catch a few raindrops and whispered:

Tiandai water is clear and rainy, just like the eyebrows are in the picture.

The milky silk is light and satin, and the eyebrows are full of beauty.

The beauty does not come back tonight, can you know what is going on at that time?

The voice is soft and almost whispering, distant and long and inaudible, but in the silent pavilion like an aftermath lingering around the beam for a long time, you can hear the helplessness and sadness in the sentence, the soldiers in the pavilion have shown regret, and the people who know half of Dongfang Yan's life experience are even more lightly sighing, sighing that the warm and flamboyant woman Fanghua died early, and strangled her daughter to carry so much in the year of her daughter's hanging bun, and they all showed regret.

Situ Lie was stunned, and finally turned into a silent sigh, lamenting that this child rarely has a sad spring and autumn, and occasionally he only sits lonely on his face and sits alone on a high place but never expresses it, but no matter how deep he hides, his heart is sad and hesitant.

Gao Gonggong is also a rare person who knows the inside story, and he seems to want to say something to comfort and comfort, but he was gently stopped by Meng Xuan, who was sitting next to Dongfang Yan, and pointed at Dongfang Yan with his fingers, signaling that she was asleep, and then took off his dark cyan cloak and gently put it on Dongfang Yan.

Sima Xuan silently looked at the backs of the two silently, only felt that the rain was so lingering that it made people irritable, and there seemed to be a nameless fire in his heart that had nowhere to vent and hold in his heart, and he actually gave birth to the tendency of burning his heart and refining his bones to turn people into ashes, but he only turned his head to look into the distance without showing his face.

Until the sunset broke through the clouds, the rain turned down in a blink of an eye, and the cirrus clouds carried away with the fog.

Dongfang Yan's dream seems to be a rare memory of the vague memories of the previous life before the age of four, the scenery is hazy and silent, it seems that there are often carefree and innocent years under the knees of his parents, and the warm big hand brushes the top of his head but he can never see the face clearly.

As soon as the picture changed to a blooming summer lotus, the cold air in the room invaded the bones, and the atmosphere was sluggish, gradually eroding her consciousness, and in a blink of an eye, the woman's eyebrows were blurred and indistinguishable.

It seems that in the memory, the next thing is the blood flowing like a bright red pavement, and the eastern geese are like falling into the abyss, crying out with fear in their hearts, no, no, no! But he couldn't make a sound, and was gradually swallowed up by fear and panic.

Just as everyone was about to set off, they motioned to Meng Xuan to wake up Dongfang Yan.

Meng Xuan gently patted his shoulder, Dongfang Yan opened his eyes suddenly, his voice trembled and blurted out: "Mother!" No! ”

Meng Xuan, who was close at hand, was startled, and saw a stunned look on Jun's face.

Meng Xuan saw that her eyes were full of water and panic, so fragile and uneasy. The long eyelashes like a fan trembled slightly, like the trembling wings of a lost butterfly, and his eyes were completely dazed, looking at him wetly, and seeing the shock in his eyes that might flash with pity.

Sima Xuan, who had already walked to the entrance of the pavilion, turned his head suddenly, and caught a glimpse of the jade hand under the dark blue cloak like jade under the dark background, the fingertips that he held hard were slightly white, and he couldn't suppress the slight tremor that he couldn't suppress, and his heart throbbed, and he raised his foot to walk over quickly to comfort him.

I saw Meng Xuan pressing Dongfang Yan into his arms and gently patting her back, his expression was extremely gentle, and he whispered comfortingly: "Good, good, it's okay, it's all a dream, my cousin is here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." ”

Contrary to the previous sharp edge, she raised her hand softly and grabbed his blue sleeve and clenched it hard.

The nameless fire that Sima Xuan had just forgotten seemed to be surging up again, like a child who had been robbed of sugar, and his heart was bored, and he seemed to feel wronged? I thought it was ridiculous and walked away.

Behind him, Dongfang Yan calmed down and patted Meng Xuan's arm to signal him to let go, Meng Xuan let go of his hands and touched her forehead slightly hot when he stepped back, and was startled: "Yan'er, are you feverish?" ”

Dongfang Yan raised his hand and touched his forehead, he felt that it was okay, and motioned to him not to be public.

Meng Xuan saw that her expression was clear, and her eyes were firm, as if she was trembling in his arms, and the delicate person was not her, he was dressed dryly, and his heart was suddenly extremely pitying.

Pity her for being so panicked and fragile, and the nightmare is so stubborn and unwilling to cry? I thought: Eh, why bother? Push yourself so hard......

A group of people went down the mountain into the night is late, the market is closed, the night breeze is slow, even several inns have taken the curfew, until almost out of the city gate to see an inn door slightly open to reveal the orange light, the heart is happy and hurriedly come forward to stay.

Knocking on the door, I saw a family of three with bags on the table that I had time to pack in the future, and I saw a few people entering the store and hurriedly packing up the tables and chairs.

The one who opened the door was a young man with beautiful eyebrows, and when he saw a group of people, he must have been heavily dyed by the night dew, and the slight dampness carried the cold of the night.

Hurriedly let into the house, the aunt told the old man to boil water and make tea, and Situ Lie signaled that the tea would be waived and get something to eat.

When I went out to catch the rain, I didn't bring dry food with me, and when I went down the mountain, I missed the supper, and the crowd hurried here hungry, although no one spoke, they must have been hungry.

After a while, the store brought a few bowls of hot water noodles up, and kept saying that the small shop was simple and invited all the distinguished guests to be a class, so everyone cared about these, but they only felt that a bowl of porridge could be eaten into a heavenly delicacy.

After filling the stomach, I have the strength to speak, so the atmosphere of chatting while eating gradually becomes lively.

Dongfang Yan didn't eat much, but in a blink of an eye, he caught a glimpse of the young man who had just opened the door and left lonely through the back door.

The breeze in the courtyard was soothing and the moon was in the sky, and the air still had the fresh smell of the soil after the rain, and the young man sat alone on a dead wood with a lonely back, and he didn't even notice that the eastern goose was approaching.

I only heard the young man's heavy sigh, and I could hear the helplessness.

Dongfang Yan walked behind him and asked softly, "Is there anything bothering?" ”