Qionghua is like jade, dazzling white in the noon sun, dazzling.

The summer flowers are brilliant, and the noon sun is scorching, scorching the three people in Yurong Garden, sweating like rain.

Situ Lie had a serious look on his face, sitting upright on a Taishi chair under the Qiong tree, his eyes were like knives and the cold air was bubbling up, and the three of them were like ice and fire in the scorching sun, and they were uncomfortable.

At present, the three of them are the three little demon kings in the wild goose garden, among which Dongfang Yan is standing in the middle looking at the sky and is silent, Meng Xuan and Sima Xuan are standing on both sides, and they are also silent, and their eyes don't know where to look.

Dongfang Yan's situation is okay, on the other hand, the two hair crowns on the side are messy and their robes are scattered, one has a bun face and one has black eyes, which is so funny.

Situ Lie's impatient fingers tapped on the armrest, frowning: "Who made the first move!" ”

The eyes of the two met above Dongfang Yan's head, and in an instant, the lightning flashed, and they turned their heads with a cold snort, but they all looked like they were killed without saying anything.

Dongfang Yan endured a hard laugh in the middle, his shoulders trembled, and the atmosphere was serious and he didn't dare to laugh out loud.

Situ Lie glared: "Girl, you say!" ”

Dongfang Yan was named and finally couldn't help but laugh out, and the crisp and hearty laughter echoed in the courtyard to go straight to the sultry heat, refreshing and intoxicating: "Sir, my fault, I made the first move." ”

When the two of them heard Dongfang Yan speak, their faces turned suspiciously red, and they remained silent.

Situ Lie felt in his heart that although Dongfang Yan was stubborn, he would not open his mouth: "Say it well, make it clear, don't shield anyone!" The implication is that the Oriental Goose is light on avoiding the heavy.

Dongfang Yan didn't care, and only two back of the head could be seen from her perspective on both sides, so she ran to Situ Lie's side with a smile and hooked his hand, and whispered, "I'll tell you when you come down." ”

Situ Lie was puzzled, what can't be said directly? But habitually lowered his head, Dongfang Yan stood on tiptoe and barely could reach Situ Lie's ear, and his posture was really awkward, and he directly pulled Situ Lie's ear: "I can't reach it when I come down!" ”

Situ Lie glanced at her, and saw that neither of them looked this way, he breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what, he was also the identity of a gentleman, and he couldn't lose face in front of his juniors.

only heard Dongfang Yan mutter, Situ Lie stared speechlessly, and only spoke after a while: "You girl doesn't do good things like this!" ”

Someone hurriedly turned around and said in unison: "My fault, don't blame Yan'er." ”

Situ Lie couldn't blame it at this time, it turned out to be an accident, who could blame him? At that moment, he put his hands behind his back and shook his head and left.

The two of them were nervous for fear of blaming Dongfang Yan, a rare like-minded person, just because of her.

Seeing this, Dongfang Yan knew that it was okay, and a smile came up for a while, and he still covered his lips and smiled, completely ignoring the embarrassment and shame of the two people in front of him, and the two of them unconsciously smiled more than three points when they saw this, but they disappeared at the moment of looking at each other and turned into ice cubes.

It turns out that the facts are like this:

Dongfang Yan saw Sima Xuan standing on the stone steps of Yurong Yuan from a distance and did not move, and rushed forward to push it with a big heart!

Who knew that Meng Xuan was standing under Sima Xuan, and his figure was covered by Sima Xuan, and Dongfang Yan naturally couldn't see it, but this push Sima Xuan was caught off guard and fell forward and rolled to the ground, inevitably bumping into it, Dongfang Yan scratched his head apologetically when he saw this, but he froze in the next second.

The two rolled together, their lips touched, their eyes were stunned for a long time and they didn't come back to their senses, time seemed to have entered an inexplicable stillness, and the three of them didn't react for a while, until Dongfang Yan opened his mouth wide and stammered with a shocked face: "You...... You...... You ......"

The two finally came back to their senses in such a strange situation and hurriedly separated, but there was a loud 'pop', and the sound of their lips parting was clearly audible in this silence like water, and their faces instantly turned red to the root of their ears.

Sima Xuan hurriedly struggled to sit up, but he didn't pay attention to tripping over Meng Xuan's robe, and he pounced and pressed again, and pressed Meng Xuan, who was just getting up, rolled again, and was injured twice......

One hit his face and the other kowtowed, but Situ Lie happened to pass by and thought that the two were fighting, so he directly picked it up indiscriminately and threw it to Yurong Yuan for interrogation. caused the first scene......

Since Meng Xuan came, the two of them seemed to be born with incompatible characters and quarreled constantly, and even had to put three points into their daily studies, and they were very happy, but after the fight, they were unusually silent, and it took nearly half a month for the two to start talking normally.

Dongfang Yan smiled every time he saw this, but the two of them only melted and the fire subsided when Dongfang Yan was there, and they had a rare time to get along easily.

As time passed, they were finally able to play together, and occasionally there were laughter and smiles lingering around Gao Xuan, but there were still occasional times when Heng Mei was cold and angry, but I didn't know how much better than at the beginning.

On this day, the scorching sun shrouded the entire Wanrou Mountain, the breeze swept through the Yinghe Garden to open the pond, the blue waves rippled and swept away the scorching heat, the little fox appeared from time to time to beg for food, but more often it was nowhere to be found, and the Oriental goose did not care much, and came and went with it.

At this time, Yinghetei.

The silk curtain was gently lifted by the wind and swayed in the air, and the pale green silk curtain floated between the two small figures in the pavilion.

Eyes closer, a plate of oranges on the bluestone table is bright red and dazzling, the young man on the side patiently peels the oranges and then puts them back on the plate, there is little entrance, the delicate girl on the side holds a book in her idle hand, grops for peeled oranges in the plate with one hand, and a slightly chestnut long hair is tied behind her head at will, and occasionally the hair sweeps her lips and is dusted off by her carelessly, a quiet and peaceful.

Sima Xuan came by boat and saw such a warm and comfortable picture.

As soon as he stepped into the pavilion, a ball of snow white jumped off the boat and jumped onto the stone table, and took the orange petal held by Dongfang Yan in his hand.

Dongfang Yan looked at it seriously, and then realized that he opened the page with his empty hand and found that the orange in his hand was missing, and glanced at the snow-white fox on the table, and picked up another orange and put it in his mouth.

So when a big living person arrived, Dongfang Yan was unconscious, Sima Xuan looked at the book in Dongfang Yan's hand curiously, "What does Yan'er read?" So obsessive. ”

After speaking, he was stunned when he saw the words 'War and Chaos History' on one side, and reached out to press the book in Dongfang Yan's hand, and Dongfang Yan looked up in astonishment and finally found Sima Xuan's arrival.

Sima Xuan didn't wait for greetings, but in exchange for Dongfang Yan's eyes.

Sima Xuan's expression was strange: "Yan'er, this is a forbidden book, don't read it, it's not good." ”

Dongfang Yan didn't care much about slapping away the wolf's claws, and his eyes fell back to the book and inadvertently said: "The villagers can't see the true record, is the national history circulating on the market right now?" Throughout the ages, the king and the defeated can write history only the poems of the victors, it is better to look at this folk anecdote, so as not to be blinded. ”

Sima Xuan's words were so blocked that he was speechless and silent.

has been influenced by royal culture since he was a child, and he can't have a good impression of these words, but he has to admit that he is reasonable.

Sima Xuan touched a soft nail and sighed helplessly.

Glimpsing Meng Xuan's self-beating him, he also lowered his head and read the book silently, the book was placed on the stone table, dragged over the silver plate containing oranges and pressed, and he kept peeling oranges in his hands, but it did not affect the interest of reading at all.

Sima Xuan looked curious and stretched his neck to look, and vaguely saw the words 'Xiahou success or failure'.

Meng Xuan noticed Sima Xuan's gaze, and slightly turned to block it, but there was a gentle and polite smile on his face: "Prince, you probably can't agree with this book, it's better not to read it." ”

Sima Xuan rolled his eyes, and today's singing and harmony between the two made him unspeakably unhappy in his heart.

Suddenly remembered something and clapped his hands: "By the way, Yan'er, you can go with me in August, there is a royal autumn hunt in September, and many children of official eunuchs will participate, and you should come and see if you don't go home for many years." ”