Jiang Ximing's sense of foreboding lingered in his heart, and gradually condensed into the feelings in front of him, which made Ximing unconsciously think of the phrase "affectionate and immortal".

The mind is getting heavier and heavier, more and more blurred and distant, as if ethereal into the river, but the heart-wrenching thoughts and distress in the heart, like the sound of the piano in the ears plucking the heartstrings make Rong Ruo more and more unable to hold himself,

Rong Ruo raised his glass and looked at the scorching red candle, feeling sad, and said with hazy teary eyes: "Spring is shallow, red resentment, cover the double ring." Painting between the light rain and flowers. Silent will be red tears. Yan Shan, the fragrance is still light. Leaning on the painting screen to think about the past, it is not, empty as lovesick words. Remember the time, weeping willow silk, flower branches, full of butterflies. ”

Zhu Zhuyan was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but praise: "There is a masterpiece of weather among flowers, and Rong Ruo is really full of true feelings tonight." ”

Gu Zhenguan heard that this was clearly a flood of longing in his heart, and he burst the embankment today, and the man in front of him, who was usually windy and windy, could no longer bear the heavy blood and tears.

At this time, Jiang Ximing had already determined the guess in his heart, and Rong Ruo must have been trapped by other love threads, and he couldn't solve it for a while.

At this time, Shen Wan, who was stroking the qin in the cabinet, also heard Rong Ruo's soft crying, turned the veil and walked out.

When Shen Wan came out of the inner room, she saw Rong Ruo's face and cheeks crimson, a pair of sword eyebrows deeply locked, her hands supporting her forehead, and her handsome face was sprinkled with affection and pain.

He couldn't stop muttering: "Speechless, I will secretly shoot red tears." Yan Shan, the fragrance is still ...... Silently, the red tears were bombed...... Fragrance and light dreams are still ...... Empty as a lovesick word, remember the time...... Acacia ......"

In the end, it was silent, and two lines of clear tears slowly flowed down the closed eyes, dripping on the moon-white robe, and wet a water mark like a plum blossom.

"Young Master Rong is drunk, Yuge, go get a soft handkerchief with warm water." Shen Wan stood beside Rong Ruo, held Rong Ruo's arm with her hand, slowly leaned her body on the back of the chair, took out her handkerchief from the side placket, and gently wiped the remaining wet marks on Rong Ruo's side face.

Shen Wan was faintly distressed in her heart, such a man who stood so far in the world was so affectionate, it should make the women in the world couldn't help but feel sorry for her, even if her heart was as broken as the autumn day, what was the pity......

Yuge gently handed Shen Wan the soft Luopa soaked in warm water, and couldn't help but glance at Shen Wan's eyes more.

She has been serving Shen Wan for several years, she has always been as cold as thin ice, and she has never seen such warm eyes, so deep and beautiful.

Gu Zhen's heart moved when he saw this situation, and he got up and said, "Miss Shen, Rong Ruo is drunk, we big men are not careful enough, so he will ask the girl at this time." After saying that, he gave Jiang Ximing a look, and walked out with Jiang Ximing on one of Zhu Zhuyuan's arms.

Zhu Zhuyuan wanted to say something, but it was too late, and Gu Zhenguan and Jiang Ximing drove out of the attic in a daze.

A faint fragrance of hibiscus lingered in his nose, and he felt in a trance that someone was holding around several overlapping carved curtains, and a carved bed of yellow pear came into view.

When Rong Ruo saw the bed, a trace of pain flowed from his face, and then he frowned slightly, and said vaguely: "Why did you help me into here?" I instructed...... Every Chinese Valentine's Day...... And...... And...... The death day of Suyue...... Just...... I live in Qixia Pavilion, and I don't ...... on weekdays Don't hit ...... Stir ......"

As he spoke, the wine in his stomach tumbled and surged to the top of his head, Rong Ruo only felt that his throat suddenly tightened, and a woman's voice next to him said, "Go and find a basin." Then I heard the sound of footsteps.

As soon as he sat down on the edge of the bed, Rong Ruo's body could no longer hold itself and leaned towards the back of the bed. There was also a faint fragrance of flowers between the noses, Rong Ruo sniffed deeply, closed his eyes, and showed a shallow and happy smile on his slightly red cheeks.

Rong Ruo murmured, "Yue'er, you...... It's always so elegant and fragrant...... "I muttered something over and over again, and I couldn't hear it anymore.

Yuge took a wooden basin, which was already covered with a layer of wood ash, and when he walked into the house, he saw that Rong Ruo was already lying neatly on the bed, suspected that he was asleep, so he put the basin on the side of the door.

Shen Wan gently lifted the beast-shaped incense burner carved with green jade seals, twisted out a small piece of incense from a wooden box on the side and put it in, and the squatting jade unicorn on the lid of the incense burner suddenly spit out a slow green smoke from its mouth, lingering like silk in the entire embroidery room.

"It's not too early, you go get a basin of warm water and go and rest." While Shen Wan was talking to Yuge, she had already walked to the vanity mirror, slowly took off a jade flower hosta on the side of her sideburns and gently rested it on the frame of the dressing table.

After a while, Yuge quietly walked in with a copper basin from Huang Cancan, put it on the basin shelf, and looked at Shen Wan's face reflected in the mirror, with a hint of asking for instructions in his eyes.

Shen Wan nodded to Yuge in the mirror, and Yuge quietly retreated, and when Yuge exited the inner room, he lowered the layers of floor-to-floor veils hanging from the vermilion red pillars that led the inner room to the hall.

The room is quiet, the drizzle outside the window hits the window lattice, occasionally you can hear one or two bird's dreamlike chirping, the copper bell of the eaves is swaying by the wind and rain, and the crisp metal sound is like the quiet evening bell in the temple from the distant sky.

Shen Wan took off the hairpin ring jewelry, gently spread the bun, and the hip-length waterfall hair poured down, like a black and soft dye.

After taking off his makeup, he had just picked a few water-red petals from the water lilies by the window and threw them into the water of the copper basin, when he heard Rong Ruo lying on the bed babbling in his mouth.

Shen Wan soaked Luo Pa and wrung out the water carefully, quietly walked to the side of the bed and sat down, leaned over and saw a layer of fine sweat oozing from Rong Ruo's forehead, Shen Wan leaned forward and gently wiped Rong Ruo's face with Luo Pa, the halo of red candles avoided the bed curtain and reflected on Rong Ruo's face, soft and warm.

Shen Wan gently wiped Rong Ruo's face, and couldn't help but look at the strange man in front of her, who was a first-class guard in front of the emperor and full of talent.

From talent to family background, this man gathers all the beauty in the world, and even his appearance is also infinitely favored by God, handsome and well-proportioned body, with fair skin and straight nose bridge, sword eyebrows, and even at this moment, he can also feel the charm of the rich and bright spirit with his eyes closed.

Although he was in a splendid and prosperous place, he was not as arrogant as those sons and brothers, on the contrary, the breath of the scroll could not be concealed and flowed out from between his eyebrows.

What is even more commendable is that although he is used to seeing the hot and cold world in the officialdom, he can't change his noble and clean temperament. At this time, the appearance of a deep sleep became more and more pure as a newborn baby, which made people feel pity unconsciously.