After Yan Shuangfei came out of Xilan Palace, he was very excited, looking east and west, and unconsciously turned to the legendary Imperial Garden.

"It's beautiful over here." Yan Shuangfei said with heartfelt emotion. It's March and the Imperial Garden is full of life. Today, the weather is very good, and the sun is warm, which makes this imperial garden more colorful and colorful.

"Well, you're just waiting for me here, okay? I went in and walked around and came out. Yan Shuangfei pleaded.

The palace maid was embarrassed: "But the general said ......"

"I just want to be alone, I am responsible for what happens, you don't have to worry." Yan Shuangfei saw that it was soft, and his tone immediately hardened. "Could it be that you don't even listen to Mrs. Ben?"

"Slaves don't dare, slaves don't dare." The palace maid replied in a panic, and hurriedly retreated to the side, not daring to make a mistake.

Yan Shuangfei nodded with satisfaction, and walked towards the depths of the garden with a smile.

In the depths of the garden, there is a well-crafted artificial pond, and there are several weeping willows standing beside the pond, sprouting new shoots, and the branches are dancing in the wind, the picture is very fresh and beautiful.

Looking further to the right along the willow tree, there is an artificially carved rockery, and against the rockery, there is an octagonal pavilion. In the pavilion, a man in white was sitting at the table, his hands already on the strings, gently picking the silver strings, and his hands were plucked naturally and skillfully.

Yan Shuangfei just caught up with the man playing the piano, and a song of mountain water quietly sounded on the man's fingertips, and the whole garden only heard the melodious sound of the piano and the sometimes pleasant birdsong.

Yan Shuangfei only felt as if he had entered a beautiful dream, and involuntarily walked towards the pavilion. At this moment, the gazebo in her eyes is like a castle, and the one who plays the piano is the prince in the castle.

Gradually, she approached the gazebo, and the figure of the man's face became clear.

The man had apparently noticed someone approaching, and the fingers plucking the strings slowly stopped. He raised his head slightly, staring at the visitor. There seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved, and the smile became thicker and thicker.

Yan Shuangfei has seen many handsome guys, all types, but such an otherworldly man in white has never entered her eyeballs. Perhaps, such a man who is like an immortal should not belong to the noisy world at all. Yan Shuangfei couldn't help but think of an allusion he once saw in a book, saying that during the Eastern Jin Dynasty, many people praised Wang Xizhi's handsome appearance, and Cai Gong said when he heard this: "I hate everyone for not seeing Du Hongzhi's ears." Perhaps, when people notice this man in the palace, they will no longer say that Duan Qifeng is the most beautiful man in Liang Kingdom.

"The face is like clotted fat, the eyes are like paint, this fairy is among the people." At that time, Wang Xizhi praised Du Hongzhi like this.

The man in front of him has a fair complexion that is better than the color of pearls, his eyes are as clear as the light of morning dew, the corners of his delicate mouth are thick but not greasy, and there is no lack of elegant temperament in his deep smile. At this moment, Yan Shuangfei's mind was full of one sentence - this person should only be in heaven, and it is rare to meet him in the world.

I don't know how long he stared at the man like this, until he stood up, walked to her side, and greeted her with a smile, that Yan Shuangfei woke up.

"You ......," she wanted to speak, but she didn't have the words.

The man looked down and smiled, the look in his eyes so clear that there was no blemish. He spoke lightly, and his voice sounded as good as the clear water of a spring. "Girl, not from the palace?"

"I ...... My name is Yan Shuangfei. "It's like I'm obsessed, and my thoughts and words can't be connected. Yan Shuangfei couldn't wait to beat her head hard, what kind of logic was this, even if she didn't answer what she asked, she even took the initiative to report her name to strangers.

The man's eyebrows flashed, he looked at Yan Shuangfei fixedly, and said softly: "After the dream, the building is locked, and the curtain hangs low when you wake up." Last year, when the spring hatred came. The falling flowers are independent, and the micro swifts are flying. ”

Yan Shuangfei's heart jumped suddenly, he raised his face, and when he met the man's clear eyes, he felt that time stood still. This poem is the origin of Yan Shuangfei's name. In her impression, her mother was oppressed after marrying into the Yan Mansion and was no longer favored, and every time she thought about the good things in the past, she would sing in a low voice. Her mother named her "Double Fly", one is to feel the drizzle and breeze alone, and the other is to hope that her daughter can "stay and fly" with her beloved, and never stay alone in the empty room like her.

"But......" The man smiled, his smile shining with sunshine and an indescribable charm. At this moment, when everything is recovering, there are no falling flowers, no slight rain, and it is not like the depression of spring; And...... People are not independent, and swallows also fly. ”

People are not independent, and swallows also fly. Yan Shuangfei chanted this sentence in his heart, and a wave of emotion arose. At this moment, she is not alone; In this life and this life, you must also find your beloved, live and fly.

The man turned sideways, facing the clear pond, and said, "I remember the first time I saw the garden, and the two hearts were full of clothes." The strings of the guqin say that they know each other. At this time, the sun is shining, and I want to shine on the clouds. ”

Yan Shuangfei's heart warmed, this man really had a heart, he had just chanted the words, but he was afraid that she would be sad and deliberately changed the lower que. The strings of the guqin say that they know each other, is this sentence alluding to them?

Yan Shuangfei suddenly felt a slight heat on her face, her hands were unconsciously clasped together, and she didn't dare to look at the man when she looked at it again. Moving her steps slightly, she stood close to him, feeling the comfort of the breeze and the faint fragrance of the man in the wind.

It would be nice if time stood still in this moment.

For some reason, Yan Shuangfei had such an idea in his mind.

That feeling just now, isn't it, heart-pounding?

The man looked silently at the other side of the pond, seemingly with a smile on his face. Yan Shuangfei raised his face and looked at him quietly. A fair-skinned and clean side face, and there is still a clear light in the eyes.

After a while, the man turned his face sideways and met her gaze, and a warm smile spread across his face. "There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful. Encounters and encounters are suitable for my wishes. The man's warm voice lingered in Yan Shuangfei's ears and did not dissipate for a long time.

"Encounters are also what I want." Yan Shuangfei opened her mouth lightly, and a touch of red glow had already flown up her cheeks.

In this way, does it count as confessing to each other?

Yan Shuangfei asked himself in his heart.

However, they had only met for the first time, and they didn't know each other, so how could they ...... so quickly

Suddenly, Yan Shuangfei realized his "mission", his heart shook suddenly, and he retreated a few steps one after another.

The man was stunned again, looking at her in astonishment, and between his eyebrows, there was a little worry.

She is the future queen, how can she be tempted by a man casually. Yan Shuangfei hesitated to leave, but his footsteps never moved. The worry on the man's face grew stronger, and he tried to come over to help her, but she took a step back again.

"Minister Duan Qifeng has seen the eldest prince." A warm voice sounded from behind him, Yan Shuangfei turned his head in shock, and saw Duan Qifeng with an indifferent face.