The spring thunder was gusting, the continuous drizzle still came as scheduled, it rained for a whole day, the spring cold was precipitous, and Su Qing put on a cloak for her.

"Is the girl waiting for someone?"

"Su Qing, I look like I'm waiting for someone, right!"

"Who are the girls waiting for?"

"I don't know who I'm waiting for? Possible...... Waiting for myself! ”

The rain stopped, the wind stopped, the clouds were steaming, the sun was dark, the bluestone slabs in the courtyard of the front hall were washed away by the rain and looked unusually clean, and the glow sprinkled on it became indigo and very soft, but for a person in front of the window of Jiu Lixuan, it was a little dazzling. The sun was setting, but the light was gradually fainting, and Zhao Wu was already in charge of the lamp.

Three quarters had passed, and he had finally arrived.

"Yue'er, I'm waiting for you on Dongcheng Nanmo...... For a long time! He was soaking wet, a few strands of broken hair on his sideburns mixed with the rain stuck to his face, his eyes were still powerful, but he was a little more sad, the corners of his clothes were still dripping, and if you listened carefully, you could hear the whirring sound of water in his boots and his feet.

"The painting will be returned to you, and you and I will be clear from now on!" She dropped the painting in his arms.

"Why?"

"I'm going to the palace!"

The surroundings were quiet, so quiet that you could only hear the sound of falling water droplets on the eaves falling on the banana leaves, and so quiet that you could hear the heartbreak of two people. He looked at the closed door, stood for a long time, and said silently when he turned around: But you love the powerful......

He took the painting and left the Shen house, the evening breeze hit, blowing the soaked people, making him shiver, the whole person wrapped his hands around, but he still carefully protected the painting, afraid of getting wet and dirty.

In the distance, Zhang Mushan was waiting for him with a horse......

Later, I heard that in late spring and early summer, King Liang was seriously ill and bedridden and had not been in court for many days. The queen mother took the opportunity to intervene in the court to support her mother's Zhong family, and the eldest princess's doorman Yang Siliang clashed with the princess Zhong Huaiyuan in the court in order to weigh the court disputes. For this reason, the eldest princess asked someone to send a message to Liu Jieyu in Zhangping Palace and sent her to find out King Liang's thoughts.

When she went to the West Palace, she happened to meet the imperial doctor to ask for a pulse, and Xu Yuehua, who had been closed to the palace for a long time, had been serving on the side for ten days, doing her best day and night, personally boiling soup and decoction, and others could not interfere or insert it. The queen, Concubine Yuan Shu and her can only stand in the outer room and wait, and they can't serve closely, and even the queen of King Liang can only enter the palace every day to say goodbye, and the kung fu of half a cup of tea will come out. In this way, King Liang was bedridden for many days, and none of his favorite concubines and queens could take close care. Only Xu Yuehua served the decoction alone, and this became a common rule in the palace.

In the second year of Wude, in the autumn, Liang Wanglong was sick, retreated left and right, and only Xuan Xu Yuehua entered alone, and healed for many days. At this point, King Liang only wanted the concubine of the former emperor to heal himself.

"Zhao Bing, your son-in-law is really good! Take care of my house so elegantly, I like it in this life! "Murong Kui has only been in the Shen Mansion for two days, and he has taken Zhao Bing to walk around the courtyard, which is very comfortable.

Zhao Bing said for no reason: My son-in-law takes good care of his own things, not a random person.

He blocked her way, put a folding fan against her shoulder, and pushed her with no heavy or light force, asking: Is your son-in-law also so careful about you?

I'm not a thing...... Zhao Bing knew that he had lost his words, and hurriedly explained: My son-in-law is very good to me! He's good to everyone!

Murong Kui smiled bitterly. Oh he! It's really good to everyone, especially the Rausch girl. But only for me...... But it's not satisfactory!

He gave her a palm, pointed to the pot of epiphany, and said, "Go!" Bring the pot of epiphany to this son, and I will take it back to Youzhou. ”

"No! That's my son-in-law's favorite pot, and the son can't take it away! Zhao Bing stretched out his arms to block in front of him, unwilling for him to take this pot of epiphany.

He angrily slapped her head with a folding fan, his teeth gurgling: "You wolf-hearted, ungrateful, my Murong family has raised you for three years, how can I be regarded as half of your master!" ”

Zhao Bing touched his head with his hand, it was a pain in his heart, it seemed that Murong Kui was really angry. She muttered in a low voice: Childe is my master, what is half a master, if you really count it, she is also the future wife of my son-in-law. She stepped forward again to block him: "The son of the world doesn't have any good things, why rob my son-in-law of a pot of epiphany!" ”

"And say, and say...... I'll let you speak. Murong Kui was like knocking on a wooden fish, and knocked her straight a few times, Zhao Bing blocked it with his hand, and it didn't hurt too much.

He pushed her away with one palm, stepped forward to pick up the pot of epiphany, picked it up, smiled, and dropped a sentence: This house belongs to the world, let alone a pot of flowers inside, even the people in the house are also the people of the world. In this way, Murong Kui carried the pot of epiphany, and slipped away.

The lack of moon hangs dredging tongs, the lonely people are initially decided, the bean fire is quiet, Su Qing cut the candle flame, covered the lampshade again, and only stood outside the tassel and did not make a sound. Shen Biyue didn't wait for the summons for a few days, and the matter of entering the palace became like a kite hanging in mid-air, unable to fly into the sky or fall to the ground, and the person holding the thread never replied to her. She knew she couldn't wait.

She ran to Qingzhai to find Shen Changjun, since he was drunk and lying in Minghuang Lake, although the two of them lived under the same roof, they did not meet. He couldn't bear it, but she didn't want to. Murong Kui was also there, they were drinking and playing against each other, and they didn't seem surprised that she suddenly rushed in. Changjun raised his eyes to look at her, drank the wine in the cup, and fell into the sunspot.

"You have no regrets, you lost!"

Murong Kui was happy and clapped his hands, this was the first time he had ever won against him.

"Changjun, you have no regrets, you promised me!" Shen Biyue burst into tears.

Last year and today, they can still hear the bell of Hanshan Temple in the middle of the night outside the city of Gusu; Last year and today, they have been living together in the wind and rain, sleeping in the open air, and living a life of scattered at will; Last year, King Liang issued an edict to establish a new queen......

Outside the city of Gusu a year ago.

Looking at the cold mountains from afar, the clouds are lush, the tide is up close, the tide is rising, the south is coming and going, bustling, it is really lively! But every year, Jiang Haike is different. I have seen the change of the four seasons, witnessed the spring and autumn fruits, and tasted the summer, summer and winter snow. This may be the most common in a person's life, but for a person who has died once, it is very precious. On a sunny day, she was alone on her knees on the bow of the boat, watching the sand gulls in the sky disappear, and the river slapping against the canopy boat wave by wave, making a rustling sound, shaking the hull of the boat violently. However, the shaking had long since ceased to make her feel dizzy, and it had been nearly three years since she had been on the boat like this.

And he spent three years replacing her face, wanting to reborn her, wanting to take her goodbye to the past and nightmares. However, because the boat was outside Gusu City, she inadvertently taught her to hear the news that Wang Qu was going to be canonized at the Jin'an ferry.

The moon was bright that night, and the moonlight sparkled on the river, sparkling with the swaying hull of the ship, and the eyes of the stinging people hurt. Then I felt a pair of warm hands put on a cloak for her, and carefully tied it for her, straightened her sideburns that were disturbed by the wind, but inadvertently wiped away the undried tears on her face.

"Do you really want to take this path?" He asked her.

She turned sideways to avoid his eyes, looked into the distance, collected her thoughts, narrowed her eyes, and replied firmly for a long time: I want to go this way!

"No regrets?" He asked reluctantly.

"Regrets?" She spit out these two words bitterly, and she stopped talking, but there was a trace of sadness.

A gust of wind passed, and the candle flame was in a trance.

Murong Kui saw her pear blossoms with rain, his eyes were full of sadness, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, he was the most unpleasant beauty to cry, especially such a peerless beauty, who instantly put down the white son in his hand and wanted to step forward to comfort her. I saw that Changjun on the side had no waves on his face, picked up the tea in front of him, smacked his mouth slightly, moved his Adam's apple slightly, put down the cup unhurriedly, and said to Murong Kui: Ah Yu, it's late at night, go back and rest!

Murong Kui was displeased, but he had to leave in a huff, who told him to listen to Ah Chang's words the most!

"He's sick, he's been sick for days." He still had no waves, but when he saw her frowning slightly, he continued: "Actually, you should have told me the first time you saw him. It won't turn out to be the situation it is today. I have only seen him three times, but he knows you and me so well, and now he does not know who you and I are. But you have also seen his thirty-three tricks, even a grain of sand in the gutter can be found. In such a situation, you and I still stand still and wait and see the changes! The words were full of reproach, but when they came out of his mouth, they were reduced by a few points, and it became a way to crack it.

The cool moon shone on the Xiangfei bamboo in front of Qingzhai, but it shone with cold light in the summer.

He drank another glass of wine and asked softly, "I've always wanted to ask you why you have to enter his harem...... Or do you want to be the one standing by his side. ”

Shen Biyue was speechless for a while......

He didn't look at her, and he didn't say anything, so he knew.

On the day of the Flower Dynasty Festival, she made an opportunity because of an apricot blossom, but she also missed an opportunity because of deception.

He looked down at the chessboard and dropped a sunspot into it, and the death game just now was solved in a moment of words. He was always so calm, and his face was never panicked, fearful and terrifying.

He shouted loudly: "Su Qing, help Miss Fu go back and rest!" ”

The small courtyard is silent, it is already a summer day, after all, the wind and rain are ruthless, and the flowers are changing, and thousands of purples and thousands of reds go to the ruins. Changjun walked to the back courtyard alone, the red was sparse and green, the green was thick, and the eyes were full of fragrance, and the moonlight only illuminated his figure slightly thin and lonely. Although the candlelight was shining high and the moon was hanging high, it still could not illuminate the garden, and the darkness followed him like a shadow.

I saw a little glimmer of light in the distance in the pavilion flickering and the sound of rustling, so in the dead of night, the people in the mansion had already rested, how could there be anyone? He and Biyue have never had pets, so they can't tell what they are in the dark!

He tiptoed over and walked over......

It's not a thing, it's a person!

"Still not resting?"

"The days are short and the nights are long, why not travel with candles!" It was Murong Kui, he was not surprised by Changjun's arrival at all, as if he was waiting for him, he stepped forward and took Changjun's hand and said, "Ah Chang, the epiphany has bloomed, come and see!" ”

"Mine!" Changjun asked.

"Do you and I have to tell the difference so clearly? What's yours is mine, what's mine is yours! Murong Kui was angry and pushed him with his arm.

The two of them sat quietly like this, looking up at the moon, as if they had returned to Bianzhou twelve years ago, and as if they were Youzhou seven years ago.

Murong Kui suddenly said: Do you say that this beauty under the moon only blooms after dusk for Wei Tuo, is it worth it?

After a long time, Changjun finally spoke.

"I have something to ask you!" Dark clouds obscured the moonlight, and he couldn't see his face clearly.