Wen Danxi and they came to the place downstream, they made a fuss, the fish were gone, Fan'er was about to be with Miss, and when she looked up, she saw a peerless man standing under a pear blossom tree not far away, with a face that she couldn't describe as good-looking, wearing a white robe, leaning under the trunk of a tree, a pair of cold eyes were staring at Miss, but the corners of her mouth were doting.... smiles.

Fan'er's heart couldn't help but pound, and she didn't dare to blink her eyes to look at the man, when did he appear, why didn't she notice it at all, and besides, there is such a good-looking person in this world, with fair skin, a tall nose, and ruddy lips, much better than Miss Lin, the first beauty in the capital......

Thinking of his young lady's current appearance, he yelled that it was not good to point in the direction of Shang Mingyang, turned to Wen Danxi and said, "Miss has a disciple!" ”

。。。 Shang Mingyang saw that he was discovered, and he wanted to explain, but he was said to be a disciple, and he couldn't help but feel a little funny for a while

Fan'er's voice was already loud, so shouting, Wen Danxi, who was standing in the stream, tilted his body, and was about to turn his head to look, his feet slipped, and his body fell backwards, fortunately, Su'er reached out and pulled, and did not immediately fall into the water in embarrassment, but even so, in order to maintain her balance, she stepped back with her right leg, stepped on a algae in the water by the stream, and finally fell down with a thud, Shang Mingyang couldn't care about a few people when he saw this, and hurriedly rushed over, Wen Danxi realized that she had fallen into the river, and her heart began to panic, she didn't know water at all, The hand began to flutter energetically, her mouth spat out the invading river water, she shouted: "Help, help......" Without waiting for a few maids to react, Shang Mingyang jumped into the water with a thud, and a coolness poured over from all directions, penetrating the clothes and sticking to the skin

And standing on the shore Liu Er, Xu Er, and Fan Er, the three of them, were frightened by the strange man's intrusion, and then the young lady fell into the water and were completely stunned, until the strange man jumped in, and then began to get anxious.

Fen'er was completely stunned, why in an instant, the young lady fell into the water and the strange man went over to rescue, what should I do, she wanted to jump down to save people, but she couldn't catch the water, what should I do?

Liu Er took a few steps forward, looked at the river, turned her head and frowned and asked, "Su'er Fan'er, do you know how to use water?" ”

"No!"

"Nope! What should I do, Sister Liu'er?"

Several people looked at the lake anxiously, hoping that this person could save the young lady, but also fearing that the young lady would marry this person because of this

Shang Mingyang swam to Wen Danxi's side and asked angrily: "Why, don't say it when you're playful, and now you're shouting for help again......!" The voice was audible only to the two of them

The water gurgled into his mouth, Wen Danxi only felt that his whole body was getting heavier and heavier, the sky was full of splashes, his hands and feet were becoming more and more weak, and his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred. Sighing helplessly, Shang Mingyang plunged into the water, this water was still taught to her by Zhao Heng...

Shang Mingyang laboriously dragged the person ashore

Fen'er hurriedly shouted: "Miss, Miss......"

Shang Mingyang looked at Wen Danxi's pale little face, closed his eyes, frowned, and called out worriedly: "Xi'er, Xi'er......" completely forgot his current identity

Liu'er, Xu'er and Fan'er looked at the unconscious young lady if they knew about it, and they wouldn't have ordered someone to kill the three of them! Miss is Madame's daughter, if Miss is not good, they don't want to live!

Shang Mingyang exhaled a few times, but he didn't see Wen Danxi open his eyes, and patted her cheek gently: "Xi'er, wake up quickly......"

Liu Er looked a little stunned, how did this man know the name of the young lady? Still shouting so affectionately, Su'er and Fan'er seemed to be too focused and didn't notice it, Liu Er gritted her teeth and looked at the man's slapping action, skin to skin... She didn't know whether to yell at this time, in order to be able to use her voice to protect Miss's innocence, or quickly pretend not to see it, and finally refuse to admit that Miss had an affair with him......

Wen Danxi spat a few mouthfuls of water, his eyes slowly opened, his mind was still stunned for a moment, looking at the concerned eyes of the handsome man in front of him, how could this look so familiar, who is it, his mind was spinning rapidly, isn't this the disciple just now!

"Get out of here!" Wen Danxi jumped up like a fried hair,

Shang Mingyang asked helplessly, "Are you okay?" ”

Thinking of the feeling that after being dropped in the river, the water was surging from all directions, but the body was getting weaker and weaker, Wen Danxi clearly remembered that it seemed that this person saved him, but thinking that he fell into the water because of him, he turned his head to Liu Er and Fen'er and said, "Let's go back." ”

Seeing that his niece's wet clothes were sticking to her body, showing the curves of a girl, she frowned and said, "Xi... You...... Let's dry our clothes before leaving. ”

Liu Er noticed the change in the man's voice, but she didn't have time to care about it, she also noticed that Wen Danxi's skirt was soaked, and hurriedly stood in front of her in two steps, covering Wen Danxi's body, glanced at Shang Mingyang vigilantly, retracted her gaze, lowered her voice and said to Wen Danxi: "Miss, the clothes are wet, and people will see it on the road." ”

Wen Danxi also looked down at his cyan full-breasted skirt at this time, in order to be light, he deliberately picked this set of Confucian skirts, but now he knows that he is so close to the water, Yu Guang glanced at the dignified appearance of the disciple, and couldn't help blushing, just now he must have seen something to deliberately remove his eyes and let her dry her clothes, she reached out and pulled the placket, glared at Shang Mingyang, it's really not a good thing, what are your eyes looking around! Sure enough, it's a disciple!

"I have a fire here, but I don't know if I can use it if I get soaked in water" If Shang Mingyang knew that she was afraid of her niece's embarrassment and looked away from her eyes, she was said to be a sanctimonious disciple, and she didn't know what to do in her heart.

"The fire is ready, you can sit down and dry." Finally lit the fire, Shang Mingyang was glad that the clothes she was wearing were not the kind of fabric that would fit closely, but now she just absorbed some water, which was a little heavy, so she hurriedly finished roasting and forbearance and went back to let Erxi boil the ginger soup should be fine

Wen Danxi has never been a hypocritical person, seeing this, Lianbu moved lightly, sat on the side of the fire with the maid, and quietly looked at the sky.

Tomorrow she will return to Kyoto, and she doesn't know when she will be able to come here again to see such a peaceful scenery, but she can't do anything when she thinks of her aunt's tragic death, and her eyes can't help but sink when she looks at the sky. Her aunt is so gentle, she never fights for anything, and she doesn't like the intrigue life in the palace, but she lives in it and can't escape, life, that's it, everyone struggles desperately in a net, just to escape from the net that constantly entangles the limbs, until exhaustion, and will not give up.

Shang Mingyang looked at her niece's eyes flashed a trace of sadness, she didn't know what her carefree niece was grieving, and now she could no longer spoil her like before, looking up at all this in front of her, although she couldn't see the endless mountains and plains, this heavy snowy woods, reminded her of the undulating and vast imperial palace in Kyoto, but there was a solemn tranquility, full of red walls and vermilion tiles that exuded royal majesty.

Sitting here, the mind seems to be quietly cleansed, quiet, and much cleaner, and the clear water flows not only from the stream, but also from the atrium of the human heart, and one only wants to indulge in it, and does not want other people and things to disturb everything in front of him.