"Hello Chen Shizi! You're here too? Mu Xiuyuan was about to salute, but was stopped by Chen Hongfei, "This is outside, don't salute anymore." ”

A sentence of Chen Shizi revealed the identity of the person who came, no wonder Mu Yunyi was like this...... Huaxi held Yun Yi's hand and said in a low voice, "Fourth sister, let's go and salute too." ”

Yun Yi stabilized her mind, took a step forward, and saluted, her voice was gentle and delicate. Yun Ning was stunned, Huaxi dragged her beside her, and the two followed to meet her.

Chen Hongfei hurriedly said: "The three girls don't have to be polite. His gaze swept over the three of them, paused on the lamp in Yun Yi's hand, and then turned to Mu Xiuyuan, "Last time I said goodbye, Jing Zhi didn't know that Mu Sangongzi still had such talent." If you don't meet again at the Lantern Festival today, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to hear Childe's masterpiece. ”

When Mu Xiuyuan heard Chen Hongfei use the word to claim himself, he thought that he was sorry for his talents, so he sincerely befriended himself. It's just that he knew in his heart that the word was not from him, and hurriedly said in fear: "Chen Shizi praised it falsely. The words just now were not made by Xiuyuan, but by the hands of the sister. The sister fell in love with the palace lamp, and it was difficult for her to come forward so she asked Xiuyuan to do it for her. ”

"Oh? But the girl with the palace lamp in her hand? ”

Mu Xiuyuan nodded and said, "Exactly!" ”

Chen Hongfei was surprised, and his eyes inadvertently fell on Yunyi not far away. Yun Yi's face turned red and she lowered her head shyly.

"The girl is so talented, I admire and admire it." Chen Hongfei arched his hand towards Yunyi.

Yun Yi was at a loss for a moment and looked at Huaxi. Huaxi didn't want to be in the limelight, and the word was borrowed from Mu Xiangwan's name, so she shook her head lightly, blinked her eyes, and said in a low voice: "Fourth sister, my mother is gone." You got it yourself. Shizi is right. ”

Huaxi glanced at Chen Hongfei and pushed Yun Yi forward. Yun Yi hurriedly returned the salute: "The son of the world is too famous." One of Shizi's "Jing Zhai Collection" is a household name, and Yun Yi has also read it. If you talk about talent, Yunyi is not as good as the son of the world. ”

Chen Hongfei's eyes flashed with a different color, "It's rare for the girl to praise her, thank you for this." ”

Yun Yiqiao's face was red, her eyes were flowing, and she smiled slightly, the most charming and moving, even Chen Hongfei, who had seen a lot of beauties, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Huaxi has never seen Yun Yi show such a shy side, but Yun Yi really looks good when she laughs, let alone seeing her sweetheart.

Yun Ning on the side said to Mu Xiuyuan with a smile: "Third brother, the hour is not early." ”

Mu Xiuyuan knew a little bit about his sister's thoughts, and wanted to let Yun Yi say a few more words, but Yun Ning was so interrupted that it would not be possible to leave.

Chen Hongfei heard it, but he didn't look at Yun Ning, and said to Xiuyuan with a smile: "Mu Gongzi and the girls still have something to do, so Jingzhi will not bother anymore, and the Qinghu Poetry Club in the Spring Festival will invite Gongzi to go with him." ”

Although Chen Hongfei is the son of King Luodong, he prefers poetry and writing, and his literary style is rare. The Qinghu Poetry Club is a poetry club that has emerged in the past three years, and is sponsored by the largest Qinghu Literary Society in Beijing. Every spring, in Qinghu in Jingdong, literati and students from all over Dahua gather to meet friends with literature, including erudite Confucians and hermit wizards. Although it is intersected with poetry and writing, it is adjacent to Gyeonggi, and who said that there will be no virtuous and noble people to travel in micro-clothes, which is also a shortcut to the top in the eyes of the world. And Fang Shutong, the host of Qinghu Literary Society, and Chen Hongfei are close friends, and some people also rumored that the person behind Qinghu Literary Society is Chen Hongfei.

Mu Xiuyuan naturally heard the meaning behind Chen Hongfei's words, which was both an invitation and an introduction, Mu Xiuyuan suddenly felt excited, and thanked him excitedly, "Chen Shizi invited, Xiuyuan is very lucky." ”

Chen Hongfei patted Xiu Yuan's shoulder, "Mu Gongzi doesn't have to be polite. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Yun Yi, "The scenery of Qinghu Lake in March is pleasant, and it is also a good season to go green." Although I don't really want to participate in the poetry conference, I can also benefit a lot from listening to the poems from the side. ”

That's a subtle thing to say. If you go to the green, the female dependents can also accompany you. Is Chen Hongfei saying this to Xiuyuan or Yunyi? If it is for Yunyi, then the thoughts she has always had may not come true...... Huaxi glanced at Yunyi, and saw that an inexplicable light flashed in her eyes when she looked at Chen Hongfei with a red face, and knew that she had moved her mind to go green with Xiuyuan.

The flow of people increased suddenly, surging westward, and Huaxi and the others could not stop in place. Mu Xiuyuan was interested in the Qinghu Poetry Society, so he walked forward with Chen Hongfei with a smile, until he came to the intersection of Zhengyang Street and Deyu Street, only to find that there was a vacant space in the center of the intersection of the two streets. The dragon's body circled, and the dragon's mouth was wide open, chasing the red ball of light up and down. There were bursts of applause, thinking that there were other programs inside.

The business of Duoxi Lou on the street at the intersection is booming tonight, and many officials and nobles have booked a private room upstairs to facilitate watching the lights and juggling. If it was in previous years, the Mu family would also book one, but this year coincided with the death of the old marquis, and I originally thought that I would not go out, but I didn't expect that the Xiao family also allowed them to go out for two hours, so naturally they didn't have time to book a seat, so they could only walk below.

Chen Hongfei was about to go upstairs when he got here, and was about to say goodbye to Xiuyuan and others. I don't want to, a stream of fire suddenly flew on the dragon ball, and the whole dragon ball's light yarn ignited in a moment, and the fire rushed to the dragon's head with the wind, and even the entire dragon body was burned, and there was an exclamation, and the crowd surrounding the field scattered and fled, and Xiuyuan and the others who were standing on the periphery were suddenly scattered by the crowd.

The maids and maids in front and behind have long been crowded and don't know where to go. Xiu was far away from Yun Ning, and the moment the crowd squeezed over, he took her into his arms. Chen Hongfei's guard was squeezed out of the way, and he quickly pulled Yun Yi to the side of the guard.

Huaxi was hit by the crowd rushing over to the side of the Duoxi Building, and at this time, the red lantern color sign standing outside the Duoxi Building seemed to be crumbling with the impact of the crowd, and the bamboo pole that fixed the color card fell apart, and the lantern string was loosened first, "Ah-" exclaimed. Huaxi only felt that the scorching temperature was getting closer and closer to her, and she pulled the fallen hood on her head hard, and squeezed it out, hoping to be less injured.

During the push, she dodged the falling lantern, but she didn't want the tall colored cards to fall down with it. Huaxi heard someone shouting her name on the side, and then she felt a large shadow fall above her head, her head was blank, and she subconsciously held her head with both hands. Suddenly, her waist tightened, and a strong force pulled her out of the shadow.

"Whoa-" The rounded bamboo tip on the top of the color card rubbed against her side and fell to the ground, and Huaxi could feel her cloak broken. At the same moment, the hand around her waist tightened, and another hand reached the back of her head...... Then her face hit a wall of flesh. It hurts, and my nose is still a little sore......

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