I don't know if it's his delusion, Lu'an only felt that the smile on the face of Miss Wei Liu faded a little, and after the maids left, that Miss Wei Liu went to Mingchun Gate without saying a word, which is the main road that must be passed through no matter where you go from Ziyun Tower.

Because of the adult's orders, the Miss Wei Liu didn't say that she didn't want him to follow, so Lu An continued to follow, but for some reason she instinctively didn't dare to get too close to her.

After a while, I saw a girl wearing a long skirt with a pleated tassel cloud brocade skirt coming over, followed by a few maids, the maids covered their mouths and snickered, the young lady in the middle seemed to be in a good mood, Lu'an recognized that it was the third lady of Su Dadu's family, because she was good at chanting poetry, she was quite famous in Beijing. The lady walked away a little, and let the master and servants walk over.

Seeing that she walked away like no one else and didn't step forward, Lu'an couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, what the maids just said, he also heard it, in case this Miss Wei Liu didn't hold back and stepped forward to find Miss Su San's trouble, he didn't know what to do.

After a while after the master and servant walked by, a woman came from afar, her face was pale, and her description was very embarrassed, her carefully combed fallen horse bun was stained with a few tea leaves, and the makeup on her face became a ball, and her eyes walked forward blankly, with a gray face, and no one paid attention to her.

The lady Wei Liu stepped forward and handed a handkerchief: "Come with me!" Miss Wei Er, I'll take you to change your clothes and clean up. ”

Miss Wei Er nodded and followed her to the Ladies' Pavilion.

Lu'an sighed involuntarily, looking at the stumbling back of this Miss Wei Er, he suddenly felt a little unbearable, the so-called bullying is too much!

Not daring to go too far, Lu'an came closer, stayed under the porch and waited.

watched Miss Wei Er enter the house, and after a while, a low cry sounded in the house.

Wei Yaoqing only felt as if something was blocked in her heart, and she was uncomfortable. At that time, her grandfather once told her, "You don't have to think that after learning the art of Guozuo for a few days, and being proficient in the thirteen disciplines of yin and yang, you will not put the women in the world in your eyes. ”

"My pearl, grandfather hopes that you will meet a lover who will hold you in the palm of your hand and not have to endure the test of the inner house. If not, grandfather would rather keep you in the boudoir for the rest of your life. ”

Does the lack of blood in murder make people feel pain? She knew how long Wei Yaoyu had been preparing for this opportunity, and it was precisely because she knew that she understood how desperate Wei Yaoyu would be. Wei Yaoqing listened to the low whimper of Wei Yaoyu behind the door, and suddenly felt a little regret and self-blame, and stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Miss Wei Er." ”

After a while, Wei Yaoyu walked out of the house, changed her clothes, combed her hair again, and applied a thin layer of fat powder to her face.

"Miss Wei Er, stay on the table for a while, don't go anywhere."

The little guy suddenly lowered his voice and spoke, Wei Yaoyu was stunned for a moment, looked up, and didn't notice it in the dark, and now she saw the little guy standing in front of her, although she was dressed as a little guy, but her appearance was handsome and handsome, and it was not for nothing that she had a good appearance, but the temperament in front of her was so good that she didn't look like a little guy at all, more like a noble son who stole the clothes of the little guy, didn't she notice that this little guy was always followed by a little guy, and the little guy was followed by a little guy? Almost certainly, she blurted out, "You're not a little girl, are you?" ”

The little girl smiled faintly, Wei Yaoyu only felt a little dazzling but a little familiar, involuntarily took two steps back, looked at her, but pursed her lips, the meaning was obvious, if he didn't say it, she Wei Yaoyu wouldn't leave.

Wei Yaoqing was a little surprised by Wei Yaoyu's stubbornness, and thought for a while: "I can't get used to it, I have a good relationship with Li Huan and Wei Junning." ”

This time it was Wei Yaoyu's turn to be surprised: "Li Gongzi is okay, it's just a brother's words, to be honest, you are not the same kind of person as him." ”

Wei Yaoqing: "......" How bad should Wei Junning be, let Wei Yaoyu sigh like this.

"You...... Who are you? ”

Lu'an only felt that Miss Wei Liu suddenly glanced at him, and his heart jumped, so he heard Miss Wei Liu speak: "Call me Qi'an!" ”

Seven...... Qi'an? Lu'an suddenly frowned, what is Qi'an, he is still Ba'an!

"Qi'an?" Wei Yaoyu nodded, "You just brought me over to save me from embarrassment, thank you." ”

"It's okay, the second lady will go back to the table!" Wei Yaoyu glanced at Qi'an again, turned around and left, how could such a person be an ordinary little guy?

After Wei Yaoyu left, Wei Yaoqing shouted: "Lu'an." ”

"Miss Wei Liu, what's the matter?" Six peace of mind in one tight.

Wei Yaoqing glanced at Lu'an, who was like a great enemy: "The first round of the Feng Note is over, let's go and take a look!" ”

Why did you think of going to see the maple note again? Although Lu'an muttered in his heart, he also followed, and the adult said that he should follow Miss Wei Liu, and go back to report it.

The maple paper is a way of fun invented by the Son of Heaven and Emperor Tongzong, the most literati sentiment of Dachu. At the banquet, the processed maple leaves were taken out, the inscription was written and the poems were written, and they were circulated to each other, but they were not signed, and they were usually used by the literati to enjoy the wine order, and the birthday banquet of Princess Chengyang today also arranged to pass the maple note.

When Wei Yaoqing and Lu'an arrived, the maple note had just ended, and the maids were cleaning up the used maple note, and Wei Yaoqing and Lu'an also went over to help.

There didn't seem to be anything wrong with sorting out the maple notes, and after Lu'an followed and sorted them out for a while, he looked up and saw Miss Wei Liu take out one of the maple notes and hide it in her sleeve pocket, and couldn't help but be surprised. But then I felt strange, the maple notes that I usually want to put away have already been put away by the sons of each family, and most of the things left behind are the maple notes that I don't want to take away, and there are useless things left and right, and it doesn't matter if I accept it or not, but I don't know if it's the adult's advice, how do you think Miss Wei Liu's move is a little strange.

After packing up the maple note, Miss Wei Liu went back to the vicinity of Mingchun Gate, and took out the maple note in her pocket, Lu'an was originally a martial artist, and his ear power was good, not to mention that it was not far away, but I heard Miss Wei Liu say, "Watching poetry is also watching people, and the good wind relies on its strength to send me to Qingyun." Cui Jiu has an idea, tsk! ”

Cui Jiu? Isn't this Miss Wei Liu's fiancé? How did she know that this was written by Cui Jiugongzi, Lu'an only felt that his head was a little insufficient, patted his head, and didn't think about it anymore, so he left it to the adults to go by himself, and just write down what he sees left and right.

"Qingqing, it's all to blame for the stinky girl of the Wei family, which caused us to delay the maple paper, but now it's good, the first round of maple notes is over, and those used maple leaves are also called to be put away." The girl who spoke had a crisp voice, spoke quickly and clearly, and when she smiled, there were two small dimples embedded in her round face, which looked very comfortable. It is Xu Ruanruan, the fourth lady of Xu Guohou's family, who is quite popular among the girls of the Chang'an clan because of her lively and straightforward temperament.

Miss Su San's good poems are quite famous as talented women in Chang'an, and her boudoir name is Shuiqing, Su Shuiqing.

"It's okay, wait for the next round." Su Shuiqing smiled, as if he didn't care, but the hand hanging in his sleeve squeezed a piece of maple paper.