Gao Yang hurriedly moved the wine jar and poured it full, and his mouth was fast, "Yes, Mei Niang is right!" If you don't enter the red dust, how can you talk about the red dust? ”

The debate was silent, and he looked down at the plum wine in the quilt.

Gao Yang looked at his appearance from the side and knew that he was shaken, so he hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and said: "How good Hongchen is, do whatever you want, don't say anything, love whoever you want, beat whoever you want." Drink it, drink it, you will be out of the red dust! ”

What a fallacy this is? The debater raised his eyes and glanced at Gao Yang, and then replied to Wen Qingwu's words, "Although I don't know why you said this, I don't seem to be able to figure it out. ”

As he spoke, he picked up his wine glass, "If you don't enter the red dust, how can you get out of the red dust?" He muttered, frowning in thought, as if there was a myriad of puzzles.

Wine is indeed a veil. On weekdays, there will also be senior brothers in the mountains who will be on a cold day.

It's just that he's never drunk it.

He picked it up and poured it into his mouth.

The spicy sensation from the tip of his tongue made him frown.

"How?" Gao Yang leaned closer and said obediently: "This is the best cook in the palace to brew it for me." ”

The debate machine pursed his lips and remained silent.

Wen Qingwu had already gotten up. She rolled the bamboo slips and put them in place, bent over and bowed to the debate machine, "The master translates the text slowly, and retires below." ”

After speaking, he looked at Gao Yang, "You don't want to run around." ”

In Gao Yang's response, Wen Qingwu got up and walked out.

Only the debater sat in place and looked at Wen Qingwu's back. When everyone went out of the room and disappeared, he tilted his head slightly, muttering puzzled, "Down?" ”

She is a woman, how can she claim to be below?

"What do you want?" Gao Yang raised his hand to interrupt the debate's thoughts.

The debate machine retracted his senses, looked at Gao Yang, shook his head noncommittally, and only asked, "She's gone, you still don't leave?" ”

"Don't go."

"You're not going back to the palace?"

"No return."

"Anyway, it's a little bit later, someone is coming to call me." Gao Yang added.

Gao Yang, who was stalking to death, had no choice.

"You're going to drive me away?" Gao Yang said, leaned back slightly, put the full wine glass to his lips and took a sip, "Don't talk about you, you Huichang Temple can't get rid of me, hum." ”

The debate machine was too lazy to talk to Gao Yang, so he lowered his head and began to translate.

Gao Yang finished eating the plum wine by himself, and then pulled the few simple pastries in the debate machine meditation room, and after hurriedly eating his stomach, he began to be tired again.

She yawned and lay down on the table, ready to rest for a while, when she noticed the brazier at her feet.

"Hey, why is the brazier here with me?" She said to herself strangely, reaching out and touching the back of her hand.

Before she could withdraw her hand, she left again.

"You" wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Gao Yang before he could finish speaking. Flash Dance

"Your hands are so cold." Gao Yang said, pushing the brazier at his feet towards the debate machine again.

Then he fell asleep on the table.

Besides, Wen Qingwu, after leaving the backyard of Huichang Temple, was about to go to the back mountain to find Xu Qiang and Xiao Ruyi. It's just that as soon as I got out of the backyard, I saw Li Liqing, the princess of Changle.

She stood with her back to the backyard door, standing on the mountain road, facing the back mountain.

At this time, the back mountain was desolate, and the leaves on the trees had already been blown clean by the winter wind, leaving only the depressed branches creaking in the cold wind.

Without the shade of leaves and jungle, several figures on the mountain behind became clear.

From a distance, Xiao Ruyi could also be seen squatting on the back mountain, not knowing what to pick up. Xu Qiang was beside her, turning her head to look at the scenery next to her.

Although there is no scenery in the back mountain today, Xu Qiang seems to be able to see it.

When Wen Qingwu went to the back mountain, he had to pass by the mountain road where Changle was located.

In fact, even if you don't pass by, you should salute when you see it. Otherwise, it would be rude.

She stepped forward and saluted Changle, "Fifth princess." ”

Changle heard the sound and turned back. Seeing Wen Qingwu, he nodded on his face, "Mei Niang, can I call you like that?" ”

"Yes." Wen Qingwu lowered his head and replied.

"Then I'll call you Mei Niang. I see Gao Yang, they all call it that. Changle said, bypassing Wen Qingwu, "Mei Niang is willing to go with me for a while?" ”

"Yes." Wen Qingwu still lowered his eyebrows and replied warmly.

After Wen Qingwu finished speaking, he followed Changle's footsteps.

The two of them did not go towards the back mountain, but thought about the front yard.

There was still some distance to pass through a promenade and hillside with few people.

Along the way, Changle didn't speak, and Wen Qingwu didn't speak either. The two were silent. After walking for a while, Changle was still ready to open his mouth first and slowed down.

On the strength of determination, Wen Qingwu thought that she would not lose to the girl in front of her who had not yet reached the double ten.

Sure enough, after a while, I saw her slow down.

So Wen Qingwu also slowed down. Maintain the distance between her and Changle.

Changle slowed down again.

Wen Qingwu also slowed down.

Changle simply stood still, turned back to Wen Qingwu and said, "You go with me." ”

"No." Wen Qingwu lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head, with the respect that the slaves and maids should have for their masters, and said with a glance; "The princess is the body of a daughter, but the master. I am just a slave to the emperor. Early in the Luoyang Palace, the emperor told me that he would regard himself as a slave in the future. Although the position of the talented person is retained, it does not affect the identity of the palace maid. ”

Wen Qingwu's explanation is simple to understand. It's pretty straightforward.

Changle smiled when he heard this, "Really? It's just that my Mei Niang, you and Gao Yang don't have this. Isn't Gao Yang also the master? ”

"That's different." Wen Qingwu still looks like that, and her face hasn't changed at all, "Princess Gaoyang is practicing the piano in front of me, and if you say it, she is half a gentleman." With her, there are three more points of mentorship and apprenticeship. ”

The affection with her may not be possible with others.

Changle turned his head, but his standing body did not move. She turned her head to look at the desolate mountains.

After a long time, he said softly: "I'm not blaming you, nor am I coming to you to be unhappy. She said, turned her head, looked at Wen Qingwu and smiled warmly, "I just want to have more contact with you." ”

Wen Qingwu was a little dazed by Changle's words. When Fang Cai saw Changle, he estimated in his heart that she was afraid that she was looking for trouble, even if she was not looking for trouble, she would catch Si Mu and herself to ask a few more questions. Therefore, it is particularly detached.

I was on guard at the beginning.

Hearing Changle's words, Wen Qingwu looked up at Changle, "More contact?" "I want to be good friends with her.

Why?

Because he is close to Si Mu? Or is it just because of Si Mu.

"Because, I want to know what kind of woman General Si likes." Changle's shallow voice rang in his ears.

Wen Qingwu hit her heart like a hammer. On his face, he was only slightly surprised, looking at Changle with a puzzled expression.

In his heart, he thought about all the behaviors between himself and Si Mu, and sorted out what was wrong little by little, and his mind was active. I quickly combed through it and found nothing wrong.