Shun Yu came back to his senses, and saw that it was Qin Yanzhao standing with his back hand, and his eyes touched each other, and he smiled: "Cousin, don't come to harm?" ”

He sat beside her.

Xu Lan approached Shun Yu's ear and asked in a low voice if he wanted to change his seat, Shun Yu shook his head, took the ham powder dumplings and handed him them: "People say that the food in the Jiaofang Division is the most famous in the capital, and the steamed dim sum is hard to find, I just ate one, it is indeed good, you can also try it." ”

Xu Lan took a bite and chewed it, stretched her eyebrows and said, "It's still difficult to surpass my mother's own craftsmanship!" ”

Shun Yu looked at him with a smile, but as long as he cherished the top of his heart, no one could compare, and he didn't know whether this kind of temperament was good or bad.

Although Qin Yanzhao ate tea leisurely, he (her) looked at the two of them, so intimate and natural, and it was natural that he had deep feelings.

thought that after Shen Zetang's death, she would be sad and unbearable, but it turned out that it was not, except that her body was weaker, and there was nothing else.

Whether it is her stepping out of his life, or Shen Zetang can only accompany her for half her life, it is not changeable, she is already strong and ruthless.

The Jiu'er, who was treated coldly by him but still pitiful and clinging to him, finally came to naught, and the Feng Shunyu in front of him, who still had the same face, made him feel lost.

It was he who was careless, thinking that as long as he cut off her wings, he could let her stay by his side obediently, but the more she wanted to hold her, the more she had to struggle to fly high, and finally the sky was boundless, leaving him with a wisp of smoke.

Gain without losing the taste that no one cherishes, and the taste that cannot be lost is like ten thousand ants devouring the heart.

Everything he did was for her, and there was no turning back.

I heard Cui Zhongxian asking: "This is the first time I have heard this folk performance in the palace of "Mulian Saves Mother", tell me what story it is about?" ”

Qin Yanzhao said in a calm tone: "It is said that in the late Tang Dynasty, there was a good man who fasted and worshiped the Buddha, helped the orphans and the poor, and ascended to heaven after death, but his wife broke the precepts and opened meat, disrespected the gods, and was punished by the underworld and fell into hell to suffer. Fortunately, he has a son named Luo Bu, which is convenient for returning to the dream of the day, and asks him to go to the West to ask for the Buddha for his mother. This move was helped by Guanyin in the South China Sea, capturing the white ape to open the way for him, crossing the Nai River Bridge, the black pine forest, the Ascension Gate, the Cold Ice Pool, the Flame Mountain, the Quicksand River, and the monk of the sand, overcoming thousands of obstacles and finally reaching the West Heaven, the Buddha Jiaqi filial piety, allowed to take refuge in Shamen, gave the eyes and the Dharma number, and the eyes went to hell to find his mother, stepped on the mango shoes and held a tin staff, walked through the ten halls and did not return, and finally moved the Emperor of Heaven, so that his mother and son met and had to be exceeded, and entered the heavenly realm together. ”

Cui Zhongxian arched his hand: "Qin Shangshu is really knowledgeable and talented. Then he pointed to the stage and asked which single fold this was singing.

Qin Yanzhao glanced at it slightly, and replied: "The singing is "Wang Po Scolding the Chicken", the juggling interspersed in this play is the most brilliant, and the most tests of the skills of the actors, such as the so, the turning of the table, the rolling fork, and the golden hook hanging the jade bottle, etc., just pick these and watch them." ”

Cui Zhongxian smiled and thanked him, but Xu Lan was just silent.

After a pause, Chao Shunyu continued: "This excerpt does not talk about the love of children, but only shows filial piety and righteousness, and persuades good and punishes evil. Jiu'er, your aunt treated you well in the past, and Jian Yun will also get married, they always remember you, you know what filial piety is, you should often go back to the Qin Mansion to see them, if it is only because I don't want to see them, I will avoid it. ”

Shun Yu was a little absent-minded, and from time to time he glanced at the man wearing the golden mask, and what Qin Yanzhao said was only a few words, only perfunctory.

Qin Yanzhao softened her heart and accepted it, and her face couldn't help but be happy.

Shun Yu suddenly saw the man approaching Tian Yu and said something, so he stood up and walked towards the door escorted by the attendants, his legs seemed to be a little lame, and his shoulders shook slightly.

She thought for a while, looked at Xu Lan and said, "Jiang Shaoqing from Dali Temple is also here, I'll go and inform him." ”

She stood up and walked away, followed the group of people from a distance, stepped out of the door, and a row of red lanterns hung in front of the eaves of the verandah, she looked left and right, and the attendants walked towards the west, but the man went to the east alone, seemingly unhurried, but in a blink of an eye he was not behind the crowd of pleasure seekers.

Shun Yu strode forward, turned the corner of the corridor and saw the figure again, and his pounding heart was settled.

Rao is mask covered the man's face, but the tall and burly figure, the broad and strong shoulders, always turn around every night to hug Lang, curled up in his arms, how wide the shoulders and how hard the back is. She has kissed, measured, scratched, and broken, how can she admit her mistake, even if she turns to ashes, she can tell it.

How could he be lame? Shunyu's nose is a little sour. It's fine, as long as there is life, even if it is a broken hand and a foot. She still rares him and is willing to serve him for the rest of her life.

The man paused, flickered into the room, and closed the window.

Shun Yu approached, stood slightly, and finally couldn't help it, plucked up the courage to push the door tentatively, and unexpectedly "squeaked" to open a slit.

Quietly stepping into the threshold, the candle flame was extinguished, pulling out a long line of clear smoke, and the bright moonlight turned through the flower window, sprinkling the room as white as a silver sea, and there was a dark fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

The red curtain of the shelf bed is densely covered, and the stumbling inside is undulating, Shun Yu walked into the front of the couch step by step, and through the tent was full of confusion and trance, and he couldn't see the figure clearly.

"Second Master Shen, is that you?" Her voice trembled.

The movement in the bed stopped, and it seemed that he was watching her silently.

"I'm your Tian Jiu'er, doesn't the second master want me? I think about you every day." She confessed in a choked voice, and raised her hand to pick up the tent.

A coquettish pant made her hands freeze in the air, and a lazy voice came from the crack of the tent, full of reproach: "Which shameless person dares to break into my Wang Meier's room and disturb my good deeds?" Don't get out of here. Otherwise, it will kill you. Another chuckle: "Angry? Don't say it's just. Let Mei'er serve you."

It must be because she misses Shen Erye too much that she is confused and recognizes the wrong person... It must be like this!

Shun Yu walked out of the door in a trance, saw Qin Yanzhao standing on the porch with his back to him, listened to the movement and looked back at her, frowned and asked, "What are you doing in Meier's room?" Why are you crying? ”

The night breeze of late autumn was cool and cool, Shun Yu wiped his eyes with his sleeve, ignored him, and walked back by himself.

Qin Yanzhao grabbed her arm, and his tone was full of anger: "Feng Shunyu, do you have to snub me like this?" ”

Shun Yu closed his eyes, shook his sleeves vigorously to break free of his forbidden hoop, gritted his teeth and sneered: "Is this unbearable? What about the things you did to me? I want to kill you... Qin Yanzhao, you will have retribution, it's not that you don't want to retribution, the time has not yet come, and one day no one will be able to save you, not even yourself. ”

Qin Yanzhao's eyes were constricted, and he was stunned by the hatred on her face that could not be hidden, looking at her back with a straight back and leaving resolutely, suddenly her strength seemed to be drained, leaning on the pillar and standing for a long time, a pair of soft arms wrapped around his waist, it was Wang Meier.