The sound of the wind gradually rose, blowing the thin veil hanging by the window and swaying leisurely, drifting in some rain stars, hitting the rich bamboo in the porcelain vase with a thin mouth of half the height near the window, and the leaves were shaken by the raindrops.

The hall is smoked with bamboo incense, fresh and light, better than nothing, but this shallow and fluttering taste has always been the favorite of self-proclaimed noble people, as if it can meander into the heart, everyone slightly returned to their senses, looking at the Yin family girl standing in the center of the hall.

Yin Qingyun raised her smoky blue wide sleeves to cover her lips, and smiled sideways: "What does the prince think?" ”

Zhang Yan frowned slightly, and the faint fragrance wafting out of the incense burner made a trace of gloom float through his eyes, but it was very short, and no one saw it. It's not that he wants to embarrass Yin Qingyun, it's just that since this head is open, he can't retreat, otherwise the two princes will remember it today, and they don't know how many days they will laugh at him in the future.

"Then you can compose a poem for me, and I will drink this wine myself." After Zhang Yan finished speaking, his delicate fingers like cold jade pinched the wine glass on the table correctly, raised his head and drank it all, and turned the glass upside down at Yin Qingyun to take a look.

Yin Qingyun's flawless little face like white porcelain raised a faint delicate and charming color, her lips were pretty, the corners of her lips were hooked, and she looked like a fox fairy with flowers. She continued to raise her sleeves to half-cover her face, her apricot eyes filled with mist twitched, stared out of the window for a moment, turned around and chuckled: "Makeup three thousand is not allowed, the mess has reached the point of making a slim." ”

The crowd shouted hello first, and the others applauded.

Yin Qingyun lowered her eyes and bowed slightly towards Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan's mind turned, although he had a smile of approval on his face, there was a look in his eyes, "Good poetry, good poetry." ”

Yin Qingyun's heart was empty, and he pulled the corners of his mouth at the others, and continued to sit back at the table just now in a little hurry, Qinglan handed over a handkerchief, and Yin Qingyun wiped the sweat stains on his palm.

Qinglan said again: "Girl, why are you sweating on your forehead, it's not hot in this room." ”

Yin Qingyun subconsciously touched the corner of her forehead, and sure enough, she was a little sweaty, "It's stuffy here, I'll go out for a walk." "Isn't this stuffy, as soon as it rains, there are layers of heat waves rolling up in the boat, the sound of the rain is sparse, and mixed with the sound of those people playing and talking, the eardrums are about to be shattered.

Qinglan smiled: "The girl is confused, it's raining heavily outside, where can I go to breathe?" ”

Yin Qingyun didn't overdo it, her face was confused.

Unexpectedly, a pair of dark eyes like a pool were staring at her, and she turned her head and collided with the man's sight.

Yin Qingyun was even more panicked in her heart.

The poem just now was actually not written by her, but when she was floating in the Zhaode Palace, she saw Xiao Zhi getting drunk at a beautiful picture every night, and the picture was Yin Qingyun, so the poem was brought up by Xiao Zhi for her.

Yin Qingyun hurriedly looked away, not daring to look at Xiao Zhi's eyes.

Xiao Zhichang pointed and knocked on the long case, raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the little girl opposite in a panic and hung her head and didn't dare to look at herself, and only after a long time did she sneer, the sound was very faint, and even Xiao Huan next to her didn't hear it.

Xiao Zhi got up and walked towards the second floor, Xiao Huan's face suddenly tightened, and he shouted after him: "Third brother, where are you going?" ”

Xiao Zhi's eyes were extremely cold, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, "Take breath." ”

It was said to be a torrential rain, but after half a cup of tea, it was sunny again, and the soft mist on the lake had not yet dissipated, and the sun was shining through the light clouds and falling on the surface of the lake with ripples.

Yin Qingyun stood on the side of the corridor and saw that the people who were sheltering from the rain in the pavilion had also dispersed, but no one went to the lake to raft again. I heard that it was the Lu family sisters and brothers who fell into the lake, and at this time it alarmed the government, and even His Majesty in the palace sent someone to come.

Xiao Huan walked out, stood beside Yin Qingyun, and said with a smile: "It's hot and humid after the rain, Qingyun wants to go upstairs to sit and drink tea, and then play chess?" ”

Yin Qingyun was stunned when she heard this, and her smile faded a lot, "The fifth prince's little uncle and little aunt fell into the lake, why don't you care about it?" ”

Xiao Huan reached out and touched the back of his head, and said with a smile: "Qingyun, you don't know, and you are still making fun of this." They did heaven and earth, and I was scolded by the queen mother, and now that I have caused trouble, someone has come to clean up the stall, if I get up and be known by the queen mother, I will definitely not be able to run away after a training. ”

In the past, how many troubles his little uncle and aunt caused for the Lu family, his mother didn't allow him to pay attention to half a point, saying that he was a person who wanted to be a prince in the past, and he should not be stained with stars.

But he didn't want to be the prince, he wanted to ask the third brother to be.

"Qingyun, it's just raining outside, let's go upstairs and sit and drink tea, I just lost a game of chess for the third brother today, you go and win it back for me!"

The hall was really dark, and the windows were still slightly dim when they were reopened, and Zhang Yan sent someone to light the lamp, but the stuffy smell lingering on the tip of his nose was really unpleasant, Xiao Huan knew that Yin Qingyun didn't like this gloomy meaning.

Yin Qingyun's two bent eyebrows fell on the cream-like skin, bent like the moon, the apricot eyes were light and soft, the tears at the corners of the eyes became more and more light and soft, and the smile in his eyes was narrow.

Zhang Yan was drinking and talking poetry with his friends when he was pushed by the arm and told him to look back.

Zhang Yan looked back, and his face instantly darkened.

also said that he was not interested in the girl of the Yin family, so he would just cheat on her with his poems, and asked the five princes to invite people up...... I don't know if there are so many pairs of eyes staring at this, can you pay attention to everyone's feelings?

"Ahem." He clenched his fists to block his gritted teeth, his eyes swept at the expressions of the others who had changed a little for a while, and greeted with a smile: "Come on, come on, let's continue, if you haven't been out of the game in a hundred rounds, I'll invite him to Yunlou for dinner another day!" ”

Gu Yanwan looked at the smoky blue figure and slowly went upstairs, the handkerchief in her sleeve was twisted by her, as if something was out of her control, and for no reason her heart was empty, and the cold wind was blowing, cold and cold.

"Sister Gu, it's your turn."

Someone next to her reminded her that the flask in the ditch had stopped in front of her again.

Gu Yanwan hid the deep jealousy at the bottom of her eyes, took the wine that the little servant poured and served, and concentrated on making words and sentences, and her mind was full of Yin Qingyun's smiling and quiet appearance, and she spit out all the poetry and rhyme.

Zhang Yan glanced at the embarrassment and blushing on Gu Yanwan's face, and said without pity: "Miss Gu? ”

Gu Yanwan pursed her lips, and her delicate hibiscus face was red and white for a while. She picked up the small fan on the table to cover her facial expression, got up and gave up her seat to the others, and said with gentle eyebrows and eyes: "Yan Wan admits defeat, but it's a pity that Zhang Shizi's Yunlou invited her." ”

That Zhang Yan held the wine glass in his mouth, raised his eyebrows slightly, and was noncommittal to Gu Yanwan's low flattery. He has always been a greedy drinker, and if he doesn't like to catch up with others when drinking, everyone will not be surprised.