"Yes." Gonggong Feng retreated.

Yan Xuanfeng passed through the tunnel of the dormitory, and soon arrived at the side of Asano-sang, who had just eaten, slightly tired, and ready to rest. The shallow mulberry has been resting here for a long time, and he has always stayed at home, but suddenly he saw what flowers bloomed outside, fragrant, and the fragrance seemed to seduce the shallow mulberry.

Let Asak-san inevitably move outside to pursue.

Flowers? What, lotus? Qiansang smelled the faint fragrance of flowers, and went outside, she was barefoot and did not wear beaded shoes, just walked towards the front, the fragrance of flowers was still lingering in her nose, and she looked around while walking, and finally saw a cluster of gardenias hanging down like vines above her head.

Gardenia opanine, the flower type is like a small palm, with a little childlike fun, the golden wind ripples, blows over, blows the branches and flowers bloom finely, it is very swaying, the shallow mulberry does not know that this Old Summer Palace is built for himself alone, but he moved to change the scene, and enjoyed everything here.

There are more pavilions and pavilions here than in Langrun Garden and Summer Palace, and the exquisite depth is also incomparable.

Half of this stone is submerged in the water, and the water of the liquid pool is not very clear and transparent, and it is green. Half of the road was exposed, and Asa Sang suddenly became interested, after all, she had been living in prison for several days, and she also wanted to wander in the autumn wind.

Simply, let the maids next to him step back one by one, and Assan-sang jumped and stood on the big stone, but only heard Asao-sang's sigh, and when he looked at it again, the stone was very sharp, because it was in the night, so he couldn't see it clearly.

Everyone heard Asano Sang's scream, and immediately hugged him to go over to see how the injury was, Asano Sang's injury was not something that their group of slaves could bear, and several people approached Asano Sang, but Asano Sang smiled faintly. Hide your feet. "It's okay, I'll rest here alone."

"Girl, it's dark here, let's go to the front, there is a bright place in front, there is a lamp above, and a fire below, which is better than here." A grandmother next to her suggested this, she understood that people who can be regarded as jewels by Yan Xuanfeng must not make any mistakes.

They can't afford to eat.

"No, no, don't talk to me." Asa Sang only felt that this place was good, gently shaking his little feet, the water splashed, and his feet were like rowing oars, paddling the water surface, and he could see the fine stones and sand grains under his feet.

But the heart of the foot plate of the shallow mulberry has just been accidentally scratched, fortunately it is not very serious, there is blood seeping out, and there are big fish and small fish under the feet, and the shallow mulberry looks at the fish, and suddenly thinks, is it the people who are free, or the fish are more free?

People can go wherever they want, but people will be entangled by many things wherever they want to go, first of all, emotion, and then fame and fortune, a person seems to be free and uninhibited at first glance, but what he really wants to do, but he can't do anything.

It's like Assan, who now wants to simply rest and rest here, and there are so many sinister eyes staring at Asano-sang, and Assan-san wants them to leave him completely, but after all, people are also good believers, what else can she do?

"The moon is hazy, the birds are hazy, the evening breeze is knocking on the curtains, the people are hazy, the trees are hazy, and the autumn insects are muttering......" Qiansang remembered a nursery rhyme that had been a song, touched the scene, and sang it secretly, and the mother next to him looked at Qiansang.

She saw that Asao-san was like a mermaid who came out of the underwater world, just because she was sleepy, she reclined on the stone to take a nap, and the girls she saw in the imperial capital were not ten thousand but eight thousand, but she had never seen a girl like Asa-san.

Although, judging from the countenance, perhaps Assa-san was not the most beautiful of all the girls, but with a kind of affection that the rest of the girls never had.

Asa-san closed his eyes gently, and the moonlight from the sky fell on Asa-san's eyebrows, as if shining, and Asa-san's eyelashes were as long, like the most beautiful person in a painting.

They all looked at Asano-san, and Asa-san, looking at the reflection in the water, also laughed.

At this moment, Asa-sang heard someone playing the reed flute, the sound was resentful, but it was indeed heavenly, Asa-sang walked forward, to find the sound, everyone saw Asa-san standing on the surface of the lake, the water surface was like a stone, it was simply shocking.

This woman is really strange, people are dumbfounded, but Iris's ears have long been accustomed to it, because she has been serving Asano-sang for a long time, and she also understands that now Asa-sang must be looking for music, so she simply said to a few grandmothers and girls next to her: "You don't have to worry, just follow me." ”

"The girl has a little magical power, how can the water surface walk, am I not dizzy?" A grandmother next to her had just witnessed the scene of Asa Sang stepping on the water, and now looking back, it was like a dream.

"The girl is very powerful, you just know it, you don't need to let the rest of the people know, now, keep your mouth shut. Our girl knows Qimen Dunjia, it was originally taught by a master outside the world, don't go around to publicize, this is not good for the girl. ”

"Slaves and maids understand this." Although it is clear, they are all curious and want to promote it everywhere.

The voice of the reed flute is like crying, it sounds like a lover whispering in a depressed voice, but if you listen carefully, it seems that a person with a broken heart is complaining, people gradually get closer to the source of the sound, but the sound of the reed flute gradually disappears, which is really strange.

Iris's still to look for it, I have seen a figure in the reeds in front of me, who is it not Yan Xuanfeng, everyone saw Yan Xuanfeng here, they couldn't help but tremble, Iris's ears looked at the shallow mulberry towards Yan Xuanfeng, and it was not easy to go over to serve.

can only let everyone stay in place, everyone is waiting, Qiansang has also approached Yan Xuanfeng, Yan Xuanfeng has a faint smile on his face, he didn't expect Qiansang to come, but when he saw Qiansang, there was more surprise in those eyes.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" He said, looking at the shallow mulberry, from beginning to end, so at a glance he saw the girl's bare feet, there was nothing on the soles of the feet, the little feet were wet, and her toenails were exquisite, like beautiful coral, like pomegranate seeds.

Asa Sang found that Yan Xuanfeng was looking at his feet, and couldn't help coughing in protest, Yan Xuanfeng smiled faintly, and there was a beautiful pear vortex at the corner of his mouth.

"Why did you come out barefoot. Because I'm playing the flute? "Yan Xuanfeng is very good at taking a seat, in fact, not only Yan Xuanfeng, Yan Difeng can also play the flute, but Yan Difeng doesn't like to blow.

"What music was that?" Asa Sang asked, in fact, he had already heard it, but Asa Sang asked deliberately, and Yan Xuanfeng smiled. "It's a peacock flying southeast, you know the story?"

"Tragic love story." Qiansang lowered his eyes, hid his feet behind the grass, half-squatted here, looked at Yan Xuanfeng in front of him, Yan Xuanfeng sat on the stone mountain, and told the familiar story, in fact, about the story of "Peacock Flying Southeast", Qiansang already knew it.

But now, the back of Yan Xuanfeng told it again, but there is an extreme intriguing, the two of you, you look at me, I look at you, after a long silence, Yan Xuanfeng said: "In fact, people have no long-term worries, and everyone's mood cannot be good forever, nor can they be bad forever, so we will use music to express it." ”