A table of porridge and side dishes, the atmosphere is just right, and the interest is strong.

Dongfang Yan held the porridge bowl lightly, ate absent-mindedly, and narrowly swept all the pickles and poured them all into the porridge......

was stopped by Sima Xuan with his hand raised, who was helpless to support his forehead?

"What are you doing here? Looking for a short-term view, you shouldn't be salting yourself, right? ”

She rolled her eyes, who scolded her?

"You're looking for short-sightedness, and your whole family is looking for short-sightedness!"

He laughed happily, laughed happily, smiled ill-intentionedly, who was laughing?

"If I find a short-term view, I'm afraid that someone will be widowed, I can't bear it, so forget it."

She rolled her eyes again, since she regained her sight, this guy was extremely excited, laughing all day long, and every time she went out to practice martial arts, she caused the bunch of little widows at the bridge to scream again and again? It's hateful.

She didn't know, he smiled, and pulled her by his side, that gesture was like the way the two of them were together during the time of blindness?

Before she knew it, she was used to it, and she didn't notice anything wrong for a while, so—

She didn't know that the eyes above her head were dazzling, and she saw a group of men in the village laughing more and more, but she was gritting her teeth in her heart? Hate and hate!

Look again?! Look at the eyeballs that gouged out again!

She grabbed the steamed bun hatefully and took a bite hard! The teeth collided, and it was extremely crisp!

Sima Xuan had no doubt that she regarded this poor steamed bun as herself? Take a bite and bite with extra force.

He thought—

If you really let her take a bite and put yourself between her mouth and chew it? It seems to be worth it.

But this guy is very shrewd, even if he sends himself to her mouth? I don't see her biting the steamed bun at this moment! Thinking of the night when his eyesight was restored, he was so excited that he couldn't control it, and almost killed her? The desire to stop can't be wanted, and there are some thieves who don't die these days-

Do your best to coax this vigilant cat to bed again? Even what 'I'm cold, I'm lonely' cheap tricks have been used??

Dongfang Yan saw through whose mind, and asked with a smile-

"Are you still empty, and you are still in a cold sweat when your bed is empty?"

He nodded excitedly, is this sympathy? Is this pity? Is this a softening of attitudes? Is this a chance for the two to go further?

In response to him was a big pillow!

！！！

'Whew' pulled up a gust of wind and slapped him in the face!

She smiled and clapped her hands to pick up the non-existent ash, who was smiling?

"Sleep with this, a must-have for home travel, a pillow for the same person, and a special offer is free of charge."

He didn't understand her strange words, he just smiled and looked at the red coral beads at the root of her ears, and suddenly felt so cute, so cute, but unfortunately-

Little cutie, you can't be honest, if you want your brother to be dedicated at any time? Do you want the overlord to be strong and bow brother, I will definitely cooperate with it? In the lower jade tree, the wind is outstanding! Why aren't you excited?

He looked at her with a smile, and saw that she was covered in hair, and in her hair she muttered questions-

"I lied to you, do you hate me?"

He was still laughing, and his thoughts were still floating between biting and not biting, so he took the exit and dropped the white-flour steamed buns of Dongfang Yan.

"If you bite me, I'll tell ......"

He couldn't come back to his senses, laughed out loud, didn't finish his words? looked at Dongfang Yan's shocked expression, and finished the unspoken words by inertia......

Who is also in a cold sweat?

"I'll tell you ......"

'Click' –

The steamed bun fell into the porridge bowl, splashing the soup and water, and she forgot to wipe it? Stunned to see Sima Xuan's comic nature today, could it be that the cold and calm second prince, this blind change of temperament? Reborn? Reincarnated? Comic possessed? Or did she not wake up today?!

In a trance, he felt that the stupid expression was also very cute......

He finally reacted, and coughed lightly, who was serious?

"Ahem, I mean, if you really hate me, you should hate me, how can I be qualified to ......"

He saved her, and she also repaid it with that injury, a bowl of medicine and a bowl of blood, it seems that she always doesn't want to owe him, because he always feels ......

Want her to owe herself? It's hard to do.

She looked at him silently, silently burying her head in porridge.

He didn't make a sound, looking at her lonely expression for a moment, why wasn't he reluctant?

These months are like stolen time, there are hardships and misunderstandings, there are tribulations and warmth, she is not the daughter of Dongfang Mansion, and he is not His Royal Highness the Prince, in a trance, just like two simple couples?

Raising eyebrows relative to each other day and night, looking down on the sunrise and sunset, firewood, rice, oil and salt all day long, it seems to be extraordinarily sweet?

He inquired about the meaning of the unfinished sentence of the master of ceremonies at the wedding, "sending concentric fruits to each other", and the finch said that the husband and wife crossed the cliff on this side of the mountain and went to the top of the opposite bank to pick up the concentric fruit, and it was convenient to send each other to be considered a gift?

It is the cliff where she found the snake bed flower for him, and there is a concentric fruit tree on the top of the cliff, also called longevity fruit, which is usually picked a few days before the wedding, and then given to each other at the wedding, which is considered complete?

The concentric fruit looks ordinary, and it doesn't look like a heart, so it's named Tongxin? The original intention is to pick the fruit to go through thousands of difficulties and dangers to the other side, it can be regarded as a concentric work, and the concentric fruit also has a meaning, the shell does not rot for thousands of years, according to the custom here is to let the two people drop a drop of blood in the fruit, and then put it into a palm-sized jar to bury and seal it deeply, so that they can spend their lives together with one heart and blood and the same vein? The meaning is beautiful.

This technique suddenly became familiar, but I forgot why for a while.

The preparations for the wedding of the two were in a hurry, and Sima Xuan's eyes were inconvenient, so he didn't take it seriously to prepare the same heart fruit of the Rausch, and naturally there was nothing else to give.

Sima Xuan had recently regained his eyesight, and wondered when he would secretly pick the fruit and give it to her, would it be considered his wife? One heart and one heart for a lifetime?

Dongfang Yan still dragged him up the mountain to practice martial arts every day, he wanted to coax her to take him to see the place where she collected medicine for him, but she only thought he was nonsense and didn't care at all?

Sima Xuan thought domineeringly in his heart-

If you don't take me to I'll go by myself, anyway, if I pick it up and give it to you, it will be considered a courtesy, and it doesn't matter if you admit it or not.

Anyway, it seems that the whole village is 'raw rice cooked into cooked rice', and there is nothing to take care of.

So Dongfang Yan didn't see Sima Xuan for a few days, and he thought about that guy sullenly, and he didn't say hello to her when he went out?

A few days later, this mysterious god came back in the middle of the night, and said in a daze what surprise he wanted to give her? In response to him, it was still the 'essential pillow for home travel', and he slapped it on his face!

So far......

There's no more to talk about.

Today, the two of them went up the mountain to practice martial arts together, and Sima Xuan preferred to describe this as a 'goblin fight'? This goblin has a flexible and slippery posture and doesn't leave his hands, and he pretends to be inferior when he practices martial arts, letting her slide around to show her slender and flexible graceful posture, and in a trance, it's like she dances to show him?

Her figure is strange and weird, and there are words in the rivers and lakes-

If the 'Heavenly Demon' body method is a great achievement, it is as soft as a boneless and can be changed at will?

And when she practiced this heavenly demon, it seemed that she was already mixed with the posture she had learned? More graceful, more elegant, more soft and boneless, an ups and downs is a heartbeat, and an arc is a soul-cutting!

Trance is the soft dance she once said, mixed with the grace of the heavenly demons? It's heartwarming.

Every time she scolded him with a serious face—

"Are you practicing this martial art or not? I remember when I was a child, you took me to the room to uncover the tile sword and peel the peel, the martial arts foundation was really good, it was a pity that the good seedlings, to concentrate on being a noble son who helped the wind and weak willows? ”

Okay, he deliberately let Zhao deliberately play tricks in her eyes and became a pretend gesture to help the wind and weak willow, and he thought angrily, chick, if you want to? You're on it! Master, I'll help the wind and the weak willow one~

She didn't know, if she knew that his inner thoughts were so obscene, it must be another 'the other party didn't want to talk to you and threw a pillow equal to you' attack?!

Sima Xuan could only complain helplessly in his heart~

Okay, you're shy, you're cowardly, and I have taken a fancy to you, who called me master?

Sima Xuan didn't notice that he had been smiling more and more recently, and Dongfang Yan didn't find it if he found out.

Tranquility is rare at this moment, so let her indulge in this warm pleasure.

Neither of them said anything, but they both silently estimated that in a few more days, maybe they wanted to have a few more days? It's time to leave the village.

Find a random town, as long as you enter the official mansion, someone can arrange a trip back to the royal capital, then?

There will be no more peace and relaxation at this moment.

Everything that happens here can be regarded as a dream, a dreamy and beautiful dream, maybe in the future, when you leave this village, you will be left behind in the torrent of time, in the corner of memory, forever dusty? Don't start it lightly.

It is not easy for the king to survive, and this sentence seems to make sense wherever it is placed.

The magnates of the royal capital gather power to dump their deceit, that is, no matter how good and simple the Rongjin folk style is, it is inevitable that the undercurrent is turbulent, and the waves are not quiet? Is it the comfort and leisure at this time, and finally turned into the dust in the rolling torrent, a wave, want to come again?

No more of them.

Yes, this comfort and leisure are extraordinarily precious, every second of every day is counting the days, the two of them indulge in it without mentioning a word, and they can also feel that the dream is coming to an end, and the waves are coming?

Therefore, the footsteps of the end are quietly approaching, and some people are willing to pretend to be deaf and dumb and pretend not to delay the spread of time, so let this borrowed time pass more slowly......

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Today's sunset is waning, Dongfang Yan said that he wants to go out for a walk, his mood is a little fluctuating today? refused her invitation and let her pull the finch to go shopping and relax?

His eyesight is not good, she has been almost inseparable for months, and she has no time to take a good look at the beautiful scenery of this small village long street? Let her live a free time without him.

The smoke of the cooking is faint, the sun is setting, and the fiery red light enters the house, and the reflection is long and long at the moment.

Someone's singing voice sounded faintly, like the end of the end of a floating dream? At this time, he didn't want to take care of it, he just wanted to indulge, he listened quietly, the song was pleasant, it was the singing voice she never wanted to show, at the moment it was extremely sweet and intoxicating?

For the end of the dream, draw a melodious end note?

Who sings?

'The canopy lights the yarn lamp, and the bluestone on the rock quietly has a new pattern ~ When the drizzle is murmuring, he doesn't wait for the return swallow. Five-finger square buckle oar, the cloth is tying the rope under the bridge~ The spring rain is light, and the embroidered shoes fall with the sound of suona~'

In a trance, the noisy suona sound of the day of marriage sounded, with her delicate figure and tight makeup, and her embroidered shoes dexterously were easily taken off by him? With her and him day and day in the future, the starry sky and the long river, there is the canopy boat at the end of the village? He made a simple yarn lamp for her, in a trance, so sweet, so beautiful?

There is a light children's voice, accompanied by her soft smile, sentence by sentence to guide sentence by sentence shallow singing~

"Shake, shake, shake over the fifteenth spring equinox is the grandmother bridge, pan, pan, Aya Aya is sweet and screaming~ noisy, noisy, the corners of the rice candy are always not full, beautiful, the little foot bridge is warped~'

Shake, shake, shake, shake over fifteen......

Can you really hide from the first year of junior high school, but can't hide from the fifteenth......

Thinking about this dreamlike life, is it really impossible to escape?

The ghost sent the gods, he walked to the side of the water in the courtyard, I don't know when? The water has receded for most of the time, barely revealing most of the bridge, and someone is wading up with a cheerful face?

He looked down at the bridge where the two of them had sat side by side, a row of small radish heads surrounded her, her eyes were shining, and she sang with babbling, and from time to time she smiled softly, and the finches excitedly pulled her to inquire, and it came in the wind, ethereal?

"Sister, what kind of tune are you? Why have I never heard of it? ”

She replied with a smile -

"It's the tune of my hometown, I remember...... It's vague, I can't remember it really, but I finally remember it? ”

There was a turnip head who pulled her sleeve and asked her to continue singing, and asked her to teach them, and she responded with a smile, and the laughter and sound were all together? It's intoxicating.

He looked up at the hot sunset, and suddenly felt melancholy in his heart, listening to her intermittent singing voice floating in the wind, he felt that the sunset was infinitely better at this time, so so?

It also seems wonderful......

The eagle-eyed old man and the old man were noisy, and they came around to see the little radish heads in a village, and they were almost gathered by the bridge?

There are girls who are shallow and gentle and sing with a smile, and the children's voices are immature and echoed? The old man's face was also warm and gentle, and then look at the man's slightly lonely back in the isolated sunset? I couldn't help but sigh.

These two people can see that their identities are luxurious and unusual, but I'm afraid that a good life will not be long?

They're going to get out of here......

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel that this firewood, rice, oil, salt, sunrise and sunset are also extraordinarily wonderful? At least the people in this village will never show such a greedy ordinary atmosphere and the back of loneliness, thinking of this, I don't know whether to laugh or sigh?

At this moment, the moonlight gradually rose, and he pulled up half of the indigo clear long scroll.

Long wind transit?

The fluctuation is like a heartstring of water.

The sun is picturesque, the scenery is like a dream, who embellishes whose scenery? At this moment, a small dream in the countryside, the head of the cardamom building, whose heart is swaying and can't find a place to return?

She sang and enjoyed the moment, he stared back at the present, the road under his feet, where to go?

Where?

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