The wind and rain are crossing, knocking on my window; The residual light in the room is like a bean, and the flowing water is shallow.

Shun Yu lowered his head and looked carefully, because of the long immersion in the pool, the imprint on the chest wrapped in the buler had gradually faded, and the hand touched it, an arc, round and moist overflowing palm, there were camellias, delicate and first blooming.

There is also a bewitching red flower, but it is wantonly public, although it is half open and half closed, if you touch it slightly, it will squirm and float, a little restless.

With a long sigh full of concern, he stood up lazily from the water, and took a cotton towel to wipe the drops of water from his hair.

Shen Zetang's hand lifted the curtain paused, his dark eyes were deep, and his sigh was too young, and there was a sense of a teenager who was worried about giving new words.

The person in it is definitely not a Song sacrifice wine.

After a moment's hesitation, he gently lifted the crack of the curtain.

But it was a slender girl's figure, facing away from him, with a pair of charming butterfly bones, with water droplets flowing down the curved ridgeline, dripping into the two wine vortices around the waist, and rolling into a groove and disappearing, but it was two petals of newly grown pink buttocks, delicate but still green.

A man who has experienced the years knows what kind of love should be after the buttocks are ripe.

Shen Zetang closed his eyes, maybe it was the dizziness caused by being too tired recently?

It's like seeing a goblin transformed into a female body!

When he opened his eyes again, the fairy was still there, and he had put on a blue shirt with blue trim, turned to face in his direction, hung his head and tied his belt, and the placket of his chest was scattered, and he could see the semicircle under his neck.

Half-hidden and half-hidden, into the bottom of the eyes, only to feel charming.

Rao is Shen Zetang is strong-willed, he can't help but half-clench his fists, and his heart is sharply anxious and thirsty, wondering what kind of face he is, how can he wear prison clothes here?

As soon as I thought about it, I just looked up to show him, the orange candlelight reflected gently and clearly, and the cheeks and cheeks that were soaked with water after bathing.

Shen Zetang stiffened, his jaw collapsed violently, staring at the man intently, he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

He was not shocked again, and he was calm, and his expression was difficult to be completely calm at this time.

Talented teenager Feng Shunyu....... It's a girl?!

What did she want to do?

A woman disguises herself as a man to enter the country's prison, and she has to go to the court and take the official career, why do you do it? What is the crime of disrupting discipline?

Shen Zetang's expression was grim, his eyes were calm, and suddenly he lowered the curtain and turned around and walked out of the door.

There seems to be a sharp and intimidating gaze looking at her!

Shun Yu's movements paused slightly, raised his eyes and looked at his intuition, and the curtains between the front and back swayed shallowly, rubbing against the gray wall again and again, making a "crackling" sound.

Her heart tightened, and she took three or two steps to the curtain, and quickly opened it, but it was empty, but the window on the side was half blown open, and the wind poured in with raindrops.

When he stepped forward to close the window, he saw Qiao Bo carrying a lantern and walking in front of the porch, hurriedly beckoning him to come and open the latch.

Wrapping the changed clothes and other things in brocade, Shun Yu stepped out of the threshold, the wind and rain still did not stop, but it was much more peaceful than when he came.

He took the green silk umbrella and a lantern handed by Qiao Bo, thought about it and asked him with a smile: "Where did Qin Xing and Mei Xun go?" Why don't you see them? “

Qiao Bo's face was flushed, and he had a hard time speaking, and after listening for a long time, he realized that he was called by the soap clerk to repair the school.

I still want to ask, but has anyone been here? But seeing that he was still drunk, he pursed his lips and simply didn't ask.

Out of the Jing a pavilion, Shun Yu slowly went to the direction of the house, before the wind and rain were wild, causing the lantern to shine, the stumps and leaves fell in the road, and the rose stand at the dining hall was uprooted, crooked and twisted, and it was all over the ground.

There were even green tiles that fell from the roof, shattered into several halves.

Shun Yuxing became more and more careful, how could she think that her eyes flickered, and the way was suddenly blocked, she raised the lantern in surprise, and shone dimly, she couldn't help but be stunned, how could it be Shen Huan.

"Why are you here?" asked suspiciously, obviously seeing Shen Zetang and Shen Huan, and driving away in a carriage.

"Don't ask extraneous questions." Shen Huan's face was expressionless, and his tone was cold: "Lord Shen is now resting in the Ryukyu Pavilion, and ordered me to take you to interrogate." ”

Shun Yu looked at the sky, and then smiled softly at him: "It's late at night, and the wind and rain are coming, and the students are going to disturb the teacher, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient." The adults let me go, what do you want to do tomorrow, I will go early tomorrow, and ask the teacher for peace and guilt. After speaking, he looked at him with a pair of watery eyes, full of pity.

This Shen Huan has dealt with him in his previous life, and he is a knife-mouthed tofu-hearted.

The little prisoner is right! It's rare to have a cool day in the scorching heat, and who doesn't want to go to bed early and sleep well. Shen Huan's heart softened, and he was about to say that so be it!

Suddenly, Shen Er's gloomy expression flashed in his mind, if he didn't bring the little prisoner, he could find another way to make a living.

I was scared and almost homeless!

Instantly solemn, Shen Huan scolded sharply: "Little prisoner, don't fight with me, you have to go today, you have to go, you have to go." ”

In order to show his might, he only clasped his thick and rough hands, showing off his fists and making his knuckles gurgle.

Shun Yu was silent, turned around and left without saying a word, but stunned him and chased after him: "Little prisoner, where are you going?" ”

"Go see the teacher!" Rolled his eyes at him, with a look of disgust, and stuffed the lantern in his hand to him by the way: "You come to light the way!" “

"You're ...........!" Shen Huan wanted to look up to the sky and smiled: "Little prisoner, don't say that I'm afraid of scaring you!" ”

Your little life was almost given to Lao Tzu.

Shun Yu had no time to pay attention to him, and was thinking about it, what was the reason for it, Shen Zetang had to see her?

............................

Xu Lan was not in Guozijian at this time, but in the flower hall of his own home.

A row of large windows with a pattern of Fu characters, supported by a fork pole and half-opened, the lightning outside is like a golden dragon kicking, and the rainstorm is like a river and a sea, but he is not afraid, while enjoying the scenery, he has a good time eating and drinking with Xu Steward.

Eating is a practice of wine.

Steward Xu has accompanied the old lady Rong Ma for a lifetime, has never married a wife, and has no children, only regards Xu Lan as a child, carefully teaches since childhood, and teaches a good kung fu.

After the old lady died of illness and Xu Lan grew older, he often traveled around, the shortest months and the longest years, and lived an extraordinarily chic and casual life.

When the wind and rain are sparse, and the clouds are light and the wind is clear, he will ask for bamboo canes and mango shoes to beat the horse, and let him go to the rain of smoke and rain.

The wine was drunk, but the two became more and more sober.

Steward Xu seemed to think of something, and asked him very seriously: "Are you so happy about that prisoner Feng Shunyu?" ”

Xu Lan heard this, and was silent for a long time, but spit out the truth after drinking: "That little girl didn't like it, and then she committed herself to relieve Chunxiang for me, the eldest husband dares to act, even if he is a man, I have to be responsible for him to the end." ”

"That's why?" Steward Xu's face is round and chubby, and he always smiles.

Xu Lan drank a glass of wine up her neck again: "I thought it was like this, but now I don't, that little sissy made me, I just want to grow old with him." ”