The time enters September, the golden cinnamon on both sides of Shifu Street is in full bloom, stretching in two long rows, the fragrance is fragrant, and even Jingtai Street seems to faintly smell the fragrance of flowers. Occasionally, the autumn wind blows, the golden cinnamon falls to the ground one after another, and floats on the artificially dug waterway next to it, the flowing water is clear, the golden cinnamon is sprinkled on it and flutters with the flowing water, as if the waterway is plated with a layer of golden color, dazzling and gorgeous, and there is a faint fragrance to attack, smoked the passers-by are intoxicated and forget to return, this is the famous flower stream of Jingzhao Golden Scene. At this time of year, many people come here to smell the fragrance and pick up flowers, if it weren't for the fact that the prince and the important ministers of the court live here, Jin Wuwei can be seen on the street at any time, maybe tourists will crowd this place.

This year, Shen Yu took Shen Ning and others to join in the excitement on Shifu Street, and the osmanthus was very good, smelling the rich aroma, and everyone felt comfortable. Shen Ning and a few little sisters were standing by the flower stream, sniffing the aroma. It is said that this scene was created by Taizu Shangguan Fu, and such an eloquent person would also have such a ingenious mind, Shen Ning sighed straightly.

When she moved her eyes forward, she found a recognized figure not far away, it was Ying Nantu! He was carrying a little guy by his side, probably to admire the flower stream gold, the little guy was talking about something, and then stretched out his palm upward, as if he wanted to catch this golden cinnamon. The autumn breeze followed, and a layer of gold quickly accumulated on the palm of the little guy, and he frowned proudly at Nantu, his childish actions pleased Ying Nantu, making Ying Nantu laugh, and against the backdrop of the rain, he broke into Shen Ning's eyes.

Shen Ning seemed to feel the meaning of the smile again, and sighed in his heart, who would have thought that this young man who was smiling so happily at the moment would die soon? Even she herself didn't believe it anymore. Over there, Ying Nantu also sensed Shen Ning's gaze, stopped laughing, turned his head sideways, saw Shen Ning, and saw Shen Ning quietly staring at him under the rain. For some reason, he suddenly felt that his face was a little hot, and he couldn't help but smile at Shen Ning, which was regarded as a greeting.

Since Xu Youzhen's incident, Ying Nantu and Shen Ning have gradually had contacts. Ying Nantu keenly felt that the little guy Qiuwu should be Shen Ning's person. Every time, Ying Nantu sent her some gadgets or letters in a few words through Qiuwu, mostly about Xu Youzhen's affairs in front of the stage, and occasionally, he would talk about himself. For example, I played in that ancient temple and sent Shen Ning the Buddhist beads that had been consecrated in the ancient temple. Shen Ning would reply to letters occasionally, but not every time, and she didn't know why she had a relationship with Ying Nantu, maybe because she was grateful for his help, or maybe she was sorry for his early death.

On the side, she didn't think much about it, so gradually, Shen Ning had a clearer understanding of Nantu. knew that his stepmother was a person with a Buddha's mouth and a snake heart, and he knew that Ying Pingchuan, the Marquis of Qingping, loved Ying Nanmou, the son of the Li family, and knew that Ying Nantu's favorite thing in his life was to play in the mountains and rivers, and also knew that Ying Nantu was strong in martial arts, and he knew many strange people......

Unconsciously, she was already so familiar with his situation, but Shen Ning still couldn't remember how he died, and occasionally replied to letters, and also vaguely dissuaded him from going out, but the two of them hadn't met since the last Longjing Zhai.

Now that I have seen her in Huaxi, no matter what Shen Ning thinks, Ying Nantu is a lot closer to her. Friendship is as light as water, and the two know each other when they meet, maybe that's what they say. Seeing that Ying Nantu smiled at her, Shen Ning also nodded, Shen Yu's family and many younger sisters are here, so naturally there will be no intersection. Qiu Ge knew about the correspondence between Ying Nantu and Shen Ning, but she hadn't seen Ying Nantu, so her face didn't change, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to hide it at this moment.

In the evening, Shen Ning received another letter from Qiu Wu, and Qiu Ge also conveyed Qiu Wu's opinion: It can't go on like this, I'm not a messenger, this is not a human thing, sooner or later it will be discovered! Qiu Ge also learned Qiu Wu's distressed and sad tone, which made Shen Ning embarrassed, secretly saying that it really can't go on like this, and he made up his mind to ask Ying Nantu not to send any more letters in the future.

She opened the letter and looked at it, but found that the letterhead was mixed with blooming golden cinnamon, which could be seen to be carefully selected, each one was very full, and was carefully pressed up, and there was a sentence on the letterhead: "This fragrance is appreciated with Qing." ”。

Qing, dear, love, Ying Nantu's thoughts about her are obvious! The details that had been ignored by Shen Ning slowly surfaced, and Shen Ning's face changed a few times, how could it be? They have only seen each other four times, and the age difference between the two is not small, how could Ying Nantu have a mind about her?

Originally, she still wondered why Ying Nantu would help her so hard, and why he could send her letters from time to time, did I unconsciously indulge him in this kind of thinking? After the bitter hatred of the previous life, she felt that love was the most poisonous poison in the world, and she would die if she touched it, and she would never touch it again, no matter what kind of thoughts Ying Nantu had for her, she would never respond to him. Besides, it was too late for her to plan for the Shen family's affairs, how could she have the opportunity to think about such a thing?

She smiled faintly, had no ideas, and told Qiu Ge to tell Qiu Wu not to accept Ying Nantu's letters in the future, and to put her mind on the family.

Love, what's that?

For Shen Ning, Ying Nantu can see his thoughts on gradual development. First attracted by the strange meaning in her eyes, attracted by her loneliness that did not match her age, and moved by her worry about her grandfather, she worked hard to find Xu Youzhen for her, and felt very happy to see her light smile, and couldn't help but write her a letter through that little girl, nervous, but began to look forward to her every reply. This is the first time in his life that Ying Nantu has a good impression of a girl, originally he thought that he was going to travel alone to play in the mountains and rivers for the rest of his life, until he saw her silence under the rain in Huaxi, he realized that he still had someone he wanted, the little girl of the Shen family, Shen Ning, he would wait for her to grow up.

But he didn't receive Shen Ning's reply for a long time, and he began to feel a little uneasy, and planned to let that little guy send a letter to Shen Ning again. I didn't want to hit that little guy but said that my girl commanded, and she didn't accept the son's letter from then on, so it was not in line with the courtesy, and I hope that the son will be self-respecting! The girl also said that she will remember your kindness in her heart, and she will have the opportunity to repay it in the future. Qiu Wu stubbornly expressed Shen Ning's meaning, and did not answer Nantu's letter, and walked away, leaving Ying Nantu in a gloomy state.

It seems that I still scared her, anyway, she is only thirteen years old, I am abrupt, let's talk slowly. Ying Nantu's gloom didn't last long, in fact, he himself knew that it must have been that sentence that scared Shen Ning, he was really not in a hurry, thinking of the chaos in the Qingping Marquis Mansion, thinking of the Li family's Buddha mouth and snake heart, he must calm these things. He smiled coldly, his eyebrows were deep, in fact, what was the need, he had never had a mind for power, and he never wanted the position of the son of the world, if it wasn't for his mother's wishes, he would have wandered the mountains and rivers a long time ago, why is it necessary.

Hand in hand, swimming in the mountains is what he wants.