Show in February, Song in March. In the blink of an eye, the time of year is the end of spring.

The chill has long since faded, and the Lingjiang River at this time is full of splendor.

The ten-mile platform leans on the cuiwei continuous, and there are rhododendrons crying in the depths of the hundred flowers. The willows pile up smoke, the wind together, and the catkins fly like smoke like a dream, and the whole stable city is gathered in it.

The drizzle swept across the eaves and fell down the tiles onto the bluestone slabs, wetting the streamer again.

An Ruofei stood under the corridor, since she came to Lingjiang, she felt that she was spending the most stable and quiet years in her life.

Xi Yan looked at An Ruofei's silhouette from the house, and unconsciously came up with words like "Falling flowers are independent, and micro swifts are flying".

The picture in front of him was so beautiful that Xi Yan couldn't help but appreciate it for a while. It wasn't until the wind blew that An Ruofei shivered slightly, and Xi Yan came back to her senses and hurriedly put the cloak on her shoulders.

Feeling the temperature coming from behind him, An Ruofei leaned back slightly and leaned his body against the person behind him.

Xi Yan took her in his arms, and only heard her say softly: "It's strange to say, Meng Qingye is always elusive these days, and he often can't find anyone." When I saw him occasionally, he also looked tired and sluggish. When I asked him what was wrong, he was always hesitant and refused to say it clearly, you said...... Did he miss his father and brother and want to go back? ”

"It's not," Xi Yan smiled softly, deliberately teasing, "I know what the hell is going on with him, I just have to show you to see it." It's just that it's raining now, I'm afraid it's hard to go out......"

An Ruofei was interested when he heard this, so he raised his head, raised his eyes to look at Xi Yan, and said: "Traveling in the rain has a different meaning, you are so appetizing, I am more curious." ”

"Then I'll take you to find out."

Fastening their cloaks, the two of them went out of the house through the side door.

The horse's hooves stepped on the bluestone slab, splashing a little water, Xi Yan wrapped An Ruofei in front of him, gently strangled the reins, and did not let the horse go too fast; An Ruofei held up an umbrella above the heads of the two, and the breeze blew some fallen flowers onto the umbrella from time to time, which added a bit of interest.

The spring is so thick that it can't be dissolved, and the people in Anding City seem to have been drunk in this thick spring.

A petal of falling flowers floated to An Ruofei's cheek with the wind, and when Xi Yan saw it, he gently brushed the petals away with his hand.

"In the past, Princess Shouyang had plum blossoms falling on her forehead, which was called plum blossom makeup. Today, there are peach blossoms falling on Qing's face, which can also be called peach blossom makeup. ”

An Ruofei retorted with a smile: "You, there are always so many gentle words. It fell on the forehead that was Shouyang makeup, and I fell on the cheek, isn't it like a broken phase? ”

Xi Yan was also amused, and smiled: "Don't say it's broken, even if you are disfigured, I think that no one can match your demeanor." ”

"If you are used to saying things like this every day, you will really be spoiled by you......"

"I'm telling the truth, but your demeanor, I'll be able to appreciate it alone."

Regarding Ruofei's beauty, Xi Yan is not willing to let others appreciate it at all.

“……”

The spring rain was as fine as dust, the road was sparsely populated, and the surroundings were quiet, except for the laughter of the two men and the sound of horses' hooves.

Sitting down, Sa Luzi seemed to feel the romance of the good day at this moment, so she deliberately slowed down, only gently fanned her nose, and let out a warm snort.

At this moment, it seems that all the beauty in the world has been gathered in this world.

Riding through several alleys, Xi Yan finally stopped by a secluded corner gate. At this time, the rain had stopped, Xi Yan turned over and dismounted first, and then held An Ruofei and hugged her down.

Knock on the door, and soon a servant will come to open the door.

Seeing that the people who came were a man and a woman, although the little girl hesitated, he still respectfully invited Xi Yan and An Ruofei in.

An Ruofei was a little puzzled, so he grabbed him and asked, "If you don't leave the main gate, why do you want to go through the corner gate?" ”

"The corner gate is closer, besides, it's ......" Xi Yan said this, and then stopped talking. An Ruofei was even more confused when he heard it, and hurriedly grabbed Xi Yan's cuffs, "What's more?" ”

Xi Yan laughed off, "It's nothing, you'll know when you go in later." ”

With that, he grabbed An Ruofei's green jade fingers, and took her straight to the second floor.

The interior of the house is elegantly decorated, a young servant with clear eyebrows stands at the door, as soon as Xi Yan enters the door, he instructs the little servant: "You can bring some tea and snacks, there is no need to serve here." ”

Looking at the furnishings in the house, An Ruofei suddenly felt a little familiar, and after a little recollection, he suddenly realized: "Okay, this ...... This is clearly the men's style house that night! ”

Xi Yan was still sitting calmly drinking tea, but the corners of his eyes and eyebrows could not hide a smile.

An Ruofei suddenly blushed with shame, "You tricked me again, saying that you came to find Meng Qingye, but you brought people to the place where this man prostituted men." ”

Xi Yan smiled: "I didn't tease you, it was you who said that traveling in the rain is meaningful." ”

"I ......" An Ruofei was speechless for a while, so he had to change the topic, "Qingye, is he really here?" ”

Xi Yan nodded matter-of-factly, "When did I lie to you?" Just listen to it for a moment. ”

An Ruofei sat down suspiciously beside Xi Yan, picked up a cup of tea and sent it to his mouth, trying to hide the embarrassment on his face.

But I only heard Xi Yan say: "This tea...... I've drunk it. ”

An Ruofei swallowed the tea in his mouth and muttered, "What if you drink it?" Could it be that you are disgusted with me? ”

Xi Yan smiled and rubbed her head, "Why, I'm afraid that you will dislike me......"

At this time, Meng Qingye's voice came from the next room...... An Ruofei and Xi Yan both put down what they were doing and listened carefully......

"Ah, you can promise me."

In the next room, Meng Qingye took the hand of a son named Ah Ji, and pleaded with a dead face: "I used to admire you very much, I have already done everything you asked me to do these days, why don't you agree to me." ”

Ah Ji's face was cold, and he gently pushed Meng Qingye's hand away, and said unhurriedly: "Little grandfather, do things well from the beginning to the end, you haven't finished yet, how can I promise you?" ”

Hearing Ah Ji say this, Meng Qingye suddenly seemed to be deflated, and could only compromise: "Okay, okay, then tell me, what should I do today?" ”

Ah Ji slowly took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the cabinet, and placed them neatly in front of Meng Qingye one by one: "A few days ago, the little grandfather has copied the entire version of "The Palace of Eternal Life" for the slave, and today I will copy the "Complete Works of Jade Tea Hall". The little grandfather's words are first-class in the world, if the slave can get the little grandfather's handwriting, he will naturally agree to your request. ”

"Jade ...... The complete works of Jade Tea Hall? Meng Qingye was in disgrace for a while, "Ah Ji, do you know how long "The Complete Works of Jade Tea Hall" is? ”

Ah Ji lowered his eyes slightly, "If the little grandfather is unwilling, I can't force it." It's just that I said yes, so I can't promise you. ”

Meng Qingye was pinched in his weakness for a moment, and hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't don't, I'll copy it......"

……

The room was quiet, only the sound of Ah Ji Yanmo and Meng Qingye turning the paper, and the other private room separated by a wall was also quiet.