The bright moon is half obscured, and the clear light is nowhere to go.

Xue Jingyu held a banquet in the Cloud Stopping Building today with a bit of a literati feeling, and most of the people invited were literati guests.

There are countless poems and greetings, and at this time, some people said "huh", and many people followed the reputation because of this light "huh", but they couldn't take their eyes off it.

This is a wonderful feeling that is difficult to describe in words, on the canvas of several zhang, the green bamboo projection is slightly on the canvas, and the half-covered bright moon is drawn out of the clouds, putting the Buddha heaven and earth into a scene, and it is a painting.

All the colors seemed blurry and dark under the hazy moonlight, except for the skirt behind the canvas, fluttering and jumping, not like a person in the world. The sound of no silk bamboo was accompanied, and the sound in the cloud tower became much smaller at some point. The night, the sound of the wind, the rustling of the green bamboo, and even the noisy voices of the people have become accompaniment. At this moment, everything in the world is natural, and the color of red dust is nothing. The literati and elegant guests were all stopped by the beauty of heaven and earth at this moment.

A few feet above the canvas, there is a shadow.

The figure did not do such a rare and unique dance, but it instantly attracted everyone's attention, and even her face could not be seen, as if it had inadvertently broken into a wisp of fresh air, leisurely. The maids who walked around couldn't help but relax their steps and looked at this scene of heaven and earth.

The only movement in the canvas turned around from time to time, but someone saw the grace in the figure; Sometimes the skirt flutters and turns around, but it leads people to reverie and laugh back; Sometimes I put my feet on my feet and walked a few steps quickly, but I saw a little agility. It's not such an unusual and fascinating dance, not even a dance, it's just a woman walking behind the canvas, with a bit of a woman's agility and excitement, walking in a disorderly manner, but free and smart, leisurely and moving. But there is a strange appeal to these masterpieces that capture people's hearts and make them dance with them.

This short journey is far better than dancing.

"It's not a dance, but it's a rare beauty." Du Zhun, who taught painting art by Guozijian, sighed with emotion, "How can Danqing's wonderful hands be as good as heavenly hands, on this canvas, no one can compare with her." ”

Under the contrast of heaven and earth, the woman behind the canvas gestures, implicitly in line with the will of heaven, but she walks but walks amazingly to the world.

"Who is it?"

"Who's behind the canvas?"

……

Some of these literati and writers who prided themselves on being elegant and elegant in the past finally tore off their well-dressed masks under the catalysis of the night and fine wine, and shouted loudly: "Who is this, can you ask the little lady to show up?" ”

The moonlight poured down, and a silver glow was crossed, which was refracted into the black eyes of the woman who walked out of the canvas, and the veil turned back, and the veil cut off everyone's visitation, and in the blink of an eye, she walked into the darkness.

Everything is quiet and natural.

The breeze that flowed into the room unintentionally left so quietly.

"Shizi, whose little lady is this?"

"Although it's just a glance, it looks a little small, and I don't know which little girl has just grown up?"

"If you talk about appearance, Miss Xue Er is called beautiful, but in that scene, that little lady is really good-looking!"

……

"yes, whose lady is this?" Wang Xu held the paper fan in his hand and gently tapped it in the palm of his hand, and seeing that his expression did not seem to have changed not far away, Cui Jing raised his glass with a smile and drank it all: he already recognized who it was. It's just that many of the humanities and inkmen in the seats are like tigers, leopards and jackals under the skin, not to mention the side, Chen Gong, who was standing next to the Qingyang County Lord not far in front, had already shown his obsession. It's really interesting!

……

Mr. Huang Shi took a sip of wine, picked up the sliced meat and put it in a bowl, dipped it in the sauce he wanted, and took a bite into it, and was extremely satisfied. Pei Zongzhi walked over and sat down.

Mr. Huang Shi squinted at him: "You have been in the thatched house for an hour, do you have a bad stomach, just eat some vegetarian food, and I will eat meat." ”

Pei Zongzhi picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth and chewed it, ignoring his words.

"Seriously, didn't you say that people in the temple couldn't eat meat? You can be considered a murderer if you eat like this! Mr. Huang Shi said as he ate.

"It's Master Tianguang who is a monk, and I'm not a monk, why can't I eat meat." Pei Zongzhi's face was as usual, and he couldn't see that he had eaten badly.

I still have the heart to quarrel with him, it seems that there is nothing wrong! Mr. Huangshi opened his mouth to call, "Two more plates of meat!" ”

……

In the middle of the night, a master and a servant climbed the wall.

"This is it, that sixth lady of the Wei family lives in this courtyard." The servant helped lead the way, "Master, but you need a small help......"

A folding fan struck him on the head.

"Do you want your help with this kind of thing? You're waiting outside! The voice of the speaker could not hide the excitement, turned his face sideways, applied grease and powder, and boasted of a flower on his head.

It is the eldest princess of Linyang, the horse Chen Gong.

Push the door into the house, the servants of the Wei family are pitiful, they can be counted on both hands, there is not even a girl sleeping outside the young lady's room, the moon is bright today, the side windows are half-open, and the cold light spills into the house, but you can also see the situation in the house clearly. The veil on the bed was half-covered, and it was vaguely visible that there seemed to be a person sleeping in the quilt.

This situation greatly stimulated Chen Gong, he licked his lips excitedly, and approached: "I'm here, little beauty!" ”

In terms of beauty alone, this Wei Liu girl is not as good as the second girl of the Xue family, but one is that the Xue family can't move casually, and the other is that he is also interested in looking for beauty, right now, his interest in this Wei Liu Miss is not ordinary, and the scene of walking in the painting under the moon is enough to provoke a man's excitement.

Stretching out his hand to pull open the tent, something seemed to be swept to the ground, Chen Gong was about to crawl on the bed, and a faint sigh sounded.

"Who?" Chen Gongzheng's senses were extremely acute by this great sense of stimulation, like a woman's voice, could it be that there are still women in this room, and they want to fly together.

"You kicked me." It was the girl's voice, with a bit of strange resentment, which for some reason seemed to make him feel a lot colder around him.

The girl he Chen Gong didn't touch, the voice seemed to come from under his feet, Chen Gong looked down, under the miserable white moonlight, a strange and ugly doll looked at him, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and the strange appearance let out an oozing chuckle.

"Ahh The black cloth was covered with the virtual "Chen Gong", Wei Yaoqing rubbed it, stuffed the virtual "Chen Gong" into the black cloth like mud, and secretly went out on his shoulder.