The guards looked at each other and asked, "What is the girl?" ”

"Wait for someone." Chu Lange replied very simply.

"Waiting for whom?"

"Zhuo Gongzi, it's enough for him to rest." If you are plain, you don't look like a scoundrel, but you look like a scoundrel.

No noise, no noise.

Didn't disturb anyone, quiet.

Who dares to say that she is overstepping? Isn't it just taking up a corner?

The guards had strange expressions.

……

There is a breeze under the moon, and time is gradually passing.

Chu Lange is still calm and peaceful.

A small servant in the garden hurried out and whispered a few words to the guard.

One of the guards came to Chu Lange and said politely: "Girl, my son-in-law is invited." ”

"Thank you." Chu Lange replied with a light smile.

The thick clouds drifted away, and the moon buds popped up.

The soft moonlight shines on the glazed tiles on the eaves, reflecting the translucent light.

Chu Lange walked into the Tibetan Orchid Garden with the little girl.

The orchid in the garden is lush, a little fluorescent, dazzling and flying.

After a while, I stepped on the steps in front of the hospital.

Under the eaves, the little servant respectfully stepped aside and waited, letting Chu Lange push the door in by himself.

Chu Lange paused slightly in front of the two Zhu doors. Soon he calmed down again, raised his arm and pressed it on the slightly cool door panel, and with a little force, the door was pushed open with a squeak.

The room was large with only a dim oil lamp.

In the middle, there is an incense burner, burning with spices and light smoke.

In front of the plum blossom window, the man was dressed in a water blue robe, leaning sideways against the window railing, handsome and charming, just like a begonia in the moonlight, proud and charming, and outstanding. At this moment, he gently raised his head, as if looking at the night sky outside the window, and seemed to be thinking deeply, tonight there was no light veil of the hat to block it, and the half of the silver-white mask reflected the moonlight, still blurry and ethereal, as if there was a layer of cold covering.

Suddenly, Chu Lange felt strange.

Is this person really Zhuo Yilan?

Or the comrade-in-arms she once knew?

She'd never seen him like that!

"Here we are." He said softly.

Chu Lange gathered his mind and walked into the house lightly.

The little servant then closed the door, and there were only the two of them in the room.

For a long time, no one spoke.

Zhuo Yilan's posture did not move, under the misty candlelight, the corners of his mouth seemed to chew the arc of a faint ridicule of the world, and his soft voice overflowed, "Come in, why don't you say it?" Do you think this son is very beautiful and stunned? ”

Chu Lange: "......"

How can it be beautiful?

She still doesn't know what he looks like!

However, he is a gentleman, and his demeanor is indeed unmatched. Of course, no one can compare to playing hooligans, such as the day we met on the side of the moat.

"It's okay, the night is long, you can watch it slowly." Zhuo Yilan's voice was bewitching and lightly, he raised his sleeves and brushed the window rod, showing his infinite style, like a breeze and a moon, and like a hundred flowers blooming, it seemed that seeing that she didn't speak, he gently raised his chin as delicate as jade, and said quietly: "The beautiful scenery of a good day, the spring night is short." Fool, what are you doing in a daze......"

He had been leaning against the window, like an eternal green pine that had not moved.

The only movement is the sleeve brushing the window slat.

Indifferent gestures, soft words that are lightly picked.

The two manifestations should not exist together, but they came out strangely.

Chu Lange stared at him deeply.

After taking a few steps forward, she asked calmly, "Young Master Zhuo, are you very hungry?" ”

"Huh?" What do you mean?

Soon, Chu Lange picked up another sentence and sighed: "With a thin little body like me, Zhuo Gongzi can see it?" ”