"What a beautiful rain of falling flowers."

At this time, Xiao Ling and his entourage had already walked up to the tenth floor of the Qianyuan Tower, standing on the edge of the wooden railing, looking down at the vast flower forest surrounding three sides below, the green grass was covered with a thick layer of petals, red, purple, white, yellow, and different colors were mixed in it, and a natural flower carpet was immediately presented in the eyes of people.

Lei Xiangmei said with a smile: "It's really thanks to the storm yesterday that I have today's beautiful scenery." ”

"These flowers have been destroyed by the wind and rain so much that now they fall with tears in their eyes as soon as the breeze passes, and I feel sorry for them for a second!" Lei Xin supported her chin with one hand and pillowed on the sandalwood railing, and there was a look of pity on the goose egg's face.

Just as Xiao Ling and Lei Xiang nodded in agreement with her statement, she changed her pity just now, her apricot eyes lit up, and she excitedly proposed, "If you draw your sword and fight happily with people in the flower forest at this moment, and then make another move, the flowers will fly all over the sky, tsk~ That feeling, it must have a different taste!" ”

She winked at the two beside her, "Do you think the same way?" ”

Seeing her eager attitude, Xiao Ling's eyes flashed with a hint of banter, and she looked the pretty girl in a goose yellow gauze skirt in front of her up and down, and teased: "The spring breeze is not as good as you, and if you don't adapt to the water and soil, I will obey you." ”

This person really doesn't appreciate the vision and perception of beauty, and she admires the ability to mix up all the beauty, but she is a natural pair with Feng Xuan's ice cube and wood.

"Seconded!" Lei Xiang hooked her lips and smiled, and walked in the direction of the stairs with Xiao Ling, leaving Lei Xin with a confused face innocently scratching her head in place.

Did she just say something wrong??

When stepping on the first step of the ladder, Xiao Ling turned his head and smiled evilly at her, "Good skins are the same, interesting souls are one in a thousand, Xinxin, it just so happens that you belong to this kind of person." ”

Lei Xin walked quickly behind Xiao Ling, clasped her hands together, and her eyes were full of anticipation, "Miss Ling, are you praising me?" ”

"Of course." Xiao Ling generously admitted.

"Suddenly I have a feeling of being flattered, it's so unreal~" Lei Xin blinked at Xiao Ling's slender back, then turned her head to look at Lei Xiang beside her, and raised her right hand excitedly, "Come, pinch me hard." ”

Lei Xiang glanced at her helplessly and amusedly, and knocked her smooth and white forehead, "Let's go." ”

Feeling the slight pain coming from her forehead, Lei Xin grinned, "Hehe~ It turned out to be not a dream. ”

At this time, an ethereal and beautiful voice came from upstairs, Lei Xin and Lei Xiang were stunned, glanced at each other, and hurriedly walked up.

The dust flies and slowly falls on the old paper fan

Flower a silk of Ayara

Who is looking forward to the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River

No one looks outside Peach Blossom Lake

A few dishes of side dishes and two glasses of cold wine

The smoke dissipated and fame faded

Sighs and love are constantly changing

Your jade hairpin

A smile like a flower's euphemism

Admire the chrysanthemum and flow through the bluestone beach

At this moment, the warm sun is in the west, the light is soft, the colorful glow is presented, looking at a large piece of falling flowers below, looking at dozens of miles away, Xiao Ling's heart was once again confused by the scenery in front of him, and he has forgotten the dilemma in the library of King Chen's mansion, and sang unconsciously in response to the scene.

A pear blossom rain, how obsessive it falls

The years are endless, sad or joyful

It's the rain of falling flowers again, and the pile of residual leaves is scattered

The night falls and the poems dye people to leave regrets

"Sister Xiao Ling, what song did you just sing? That's so good! I've never heard such a time-sensitive and ethereal tune, can you teach me? Shangguan Yunyue walked down from the upper floor with her skirt in her hand, like a gust of wind, and ran to Xiao Ling and said a bunch of familiar things.

Looking at the self-cooked beautiful girl in green in front of her, Xiao Ling looked puzzled, and a big question mark hung on her head, whose daughter is this? She doesn't seem to know each other, huh?

Silently took a step back, poured his mind, and asked politely: "Excuse me, who are you?" ”

"Sister Xiao Ling, my name is Shangguan Yunyue, and I am the second lady of the Eastern Jin Dynasty martial arts family." Shangguan Yunyue took another step forward, and somehow, the more she looked at this kind-faced sister, the more she liked it.

"Miss Shangguan, hello." Xiao Ling bowed slightly.

This little girl is really good-looking, her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her lips are like painted Zhu, and a green Luo skirt just adds a touch of vitality to her.

It's just that the more I look at it, the more I feel that she is somewhat familiar, as if she has seen it somewhere.

Really.

"Sister Ling, my brother's name is Shangguan Li, you should have seen him when you were in Huangu Town, do you still have any impression?" This self-acquaintance has changed his mind to call Xiao Ling Sister Ling.

"Shangguan Li?" Xiao Ling's beautiful eyes turned, and secretly thought about it, it was true, when he and Jun Yichen first arrived in Huangu Town, the beautiful young man in white armor was so eye-catching in the crowd, and at that time, he also praised him: There are generals in the Eastern Jin Dynasty who are like glass.

"Eun, yes." Shangguan Yunyue nodded repeatedly.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and at a glance, it was Lin Ziqing and Duan Qingyan who came.

An elegant temperament and graceful temperament.

A slim and beautiful, Chu Chu lovely.

"Miss Ling, Sister Yunyue is innocent and kind by nature, maybe she was too excited to see you just now, and she didn't mean to offend, and I also invited Miss Ling Haihan." Lin Ziqing bowed her knees and bowed to Xiao Ling to apologize.

Xiao Ling's face was gentle, "It's okay." ”

When she looked at Lin Ziqing seriously, a familiar face appeared in her mind, especially the expression between her eyebrows seemed to be the same...

Seeing that Xiao Ling was so kind and generous, he did not show disdain because he was a favored person of His Royal Highness King Chen, or arrogantly looked down on others.

This kind of her made Lin Ziqing feel good, and her complexion, which was still a little alienated and cold just now, instantly softened by half, stepped forward, and introduced herself with a smile: "Miss Ling, my surname is Lin, my name is Ziqing, and I am the younger sister of Lin Chengfeng, the prime minister of the Eastern Jin Dynasty." ”

I have to admit that this Xiao Ling is really a rare beauty, I have seen her twice in total, and I just watched from afar.

Now take a closer look at it so closely, there is only amazing left in the eyes, the white clothes are better than the snow, the green silk is like a waterfall, the beautiful eyes are as light as water, like the sea water, and the feeling is that the dust is like a fairy, quiet and elegant.

No heavy makeup, it has been fully revealed.

"It turned out to be Prime Minister Lin's sister, Jiuyang." As far as she knows, this Lin Ziqing is the first talented woman in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the third in the world's beauty list, and the woman who has been in love with Jun Yuyang, the prince of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, for a long time.

Wearing an apricot-colored mopping gauze skirt, her hair is combed in a Lingyun bun, and she only wears a pearl hairpin on her bun, her goose egg face is slightly powdered, her red lips are not dotted, and her apricot eyes seem to reveal a shrewdness.

is really as Lei Xin praised at the beginning, she is a talented and beautiful lady.

Lin Ziqing walked to Duan Qingyan's side and introduced again: "Miss Ling, this is the eldest lady of Duanfu, a scholarly family in the Eastern Jin Dynasty-Duan Qingyan. ”

"Qingyan has seen Miss Ling." Duan Qingyan stepped forward and bowed, this spirit girl was rumored to be a fairy in the painting, and now at a glance, it really lives up to its name.

The white clothes are fluttering, like a fairy descending to the earth, and she is a woman, and her heartbeat will miss a big beat, not to mention a man, the performance of Zhao Shenglin, the son of a university scholar just now, is a living example.

"Miss Duan, hello." Xiao Ling smiled back, she also heard Lei Xin talk about this girl in pink, she was the second talented girl in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, slightly lower than Lin Ziqing, her personality was very quiet, and she was very easy to get along with.

The voice is soft and weak, which makes people feel a desire to protect her when they listen to it.

"Sister Ziqing..." Shangguan Yunyue stretched out her hand and gently tugged at Lin Ziqing's sleeve, and squeezed her eyebrows at her with Xiao Ling behind her back, looking very cute.

Lin Ziqing gave her a reassuring look, then walked in front of Xiao Ling, and proposed with a smile: "Miss Ling, the three of us sisters and you are like each other at first sight, and meeting is fate, if Miss Ling doesn't mind, we will make friends today, and we will be called sisters in the future, I don't know what Miss Ling wants?" ”

Xiao Ling hooked her lips and smiled, "Of course you can, it's my honor to be good sisters with you." ”

Making friends has always been something she desires, and this feeling can only be experienced by her as an orphan.

She turned her head to look at Lei Xin and Lei Xiang who were standing at the top of the stairs, and the three of them looked at each other and smiled.

There are many friends, and the road is easy to walk, she has always remembered.