"Eighteen sister, look at the person in front of you, but is the Liulang of the Taiyuan Wang family?"

Shen Shibai reined in his horse and looked at it. The person wearing a wide-sleeved white shirt, fragrant wood hairpin, sitting on the ground, and playing the piano is not really Wang Liulang. His face is like a pearl, his sex is like a bright moon, and he is the person who many women admire. He traveled far away according to the teacher's orders, but he didn't catch up with the hairpin ceremony, and he didn't know when he came to Fanyang.

And that person is now playing for her.

Wang Shiyi Lang led a group of aristocratic Xiao Lang, all around Wang Liulang, and as soon as he saw Shen Shiba, he shouted, "Eighteen, my sixth brother has something to say to you, you can open your ears and listen!" ”

Wang Liulang raised his head and smiled at Shen Shiba, that expression, as if there were only two people left between heaven and earth.

Shen Eighteen only felt like a world away.

Shen Ting, who was on the side, looked at his sister's expression and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the eighteenth of my family is really a girl, and the hundred schools of thought are begging, and they are the sixth child of the Wang family who is praised as a celestial, and they are all ......."

"Qingqing Zijin, relax my heart. Even if I don't go ...... Not seen for a day, like a ...... in March"

When Wang Liulang opened his mouth, everyone coaxed, and the scene was very lively for a while. Shen Shibai looked at Wang Liulang, his ears were a little red, and he barely maintained a romantic posture.

The little ladies passing by all looked at Shen Shibanniang with envy.

Eighteen Niang was red-eyed.

On that day, she left the small building where her grandfather was, but she went to see another person, who was Wang Liulang's mother.

The Taiyuan Wang family and the Fanyang Shen family have been in-laws for generations, and her eldest aunt is the daughter of the Wang family. Shen Shiba's best close friend is Wang Jiuniang, and the closest man with a foreign surname is Wang Liulang. Although he didn't say it, the two families knew that Wang Liulang was going to marry the Shen family's daughter.

The first time she saw Wang Liulang was before Wang Jiuniang's hairpin ceremony, and she went to Taiyuan to live. Dancing the sword by the river in the early morning, Wang Liulang also sat on the ground and stroked the piano as he did today, but at that time, he played the mountains and flowing water.

The morning mist had not yet dissipated, surrounding him, like an immortal about to become an immortal. Eighteen Niang listened, couldn't help but pick up the sword in her hand and dance gently. At the end of the song, Eighteen Niang stood aside in a daze, she and this person were meeting for the first time, and they were living here, which was really abrupt.

But she didn't want to, and a handkerchief fell from the sky and covered her head.

I only heard a clear voice ringing in my ears, "People call Shen Shibai a model of a noble girl, and I think she is just a casual and cheeky girl." My face is red and dripping blood, so wipe it quickly. I, Wang Liulang, am not a beast, so I won't be interesting to a little woman with a yellow mouth like you! ”

Eighteen Niang was immediately dumbfounded and stunned. This disciple turned out to be the Liulang of the Wang family?

Since then, this Wang Liulang seems to have grown in her eyes, and it can be seen everywhere. He always looks like an immortal who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, but when he faces her, he seems to have become angry.

The two of them are the right person, Wang Liulang has long reached the age of marriage, but he has not decided to marry for a long time, she knows that he must be waiting for her.

Mrs. Wang sat in front of the hall and saw Shen Shibai coming in, and hurriedly looked over, with a deep pity in her eyes. With just one glance, Eighteen knew what she was going to say.

Wang Liulang was still sitting on the side of the road, and the people around him were getting louder and louder.

Eighteen Niang came back to her senses, pulled out a tube of jade flute from her waist, and a song of mountain water leaked out of her mouth.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Wang Liulang raised his head suddenly, looked straight into the eyes of Eighteen Niang, and was not angry but mighty. The people around him felt the chill around him and couldn't help but take a step back.

Eighteen Niang's nose was red, and she almost blew the tune. When she closed her eyes, she could feel the piercing gaze from the other side. It is also good that they started from the mountains and rivers and stopped there.

Quietly, there was only the sound of the eighteen mothers' cave flute, which was obviously a bosom friend of the mountains and flowing water, but it was so whimpering that it made people want to cry.

Suddenly, there was a sound of the piano, and it was also a mountain and flowing water. The guqin is clear, which neutralizes the bleak feeling of a lot of flute sounds, and suddenly makes the atmosphere of the scene lighter.

Eighteen Niang suddenly felt a little empty in her heart. When she opened her eyes, Wang Liulang really lowered his head, softly harmonized with the sound of the piano, and never looked up at her again. And Wang Shiyilang looked at her, his eyes were full of anger, and he couldn't wait to rush forward and stab her with a sword to relieve his hatred.

Wang Liulang was like a god in his heart, but he was thrown into the dust by her Shen Eighteen. He hated her, and he deserved it.

Shen Banniang put away the flute and wanted to gently stroke the knotted rope woven from daylilies on her hand, but found that there was nothing on her wrist. The bracelet was the birthday of the god of flowers, and Wang Liulang personally knitted it for her.

The Flower God's Day is the favorite day of boys and girls, and they can be walked together. Eighteen Niang received the note brought to her by Wang Jiuniang early on, which is Wang Liulang's best calligraphy, smooth as the wind.

That day, she wore a goose-yellow narrow-sleeved skirt, combed her hair in a bun, and wore a bright hair. Wang Liulang was still dressed in white, and when he saw Eighteen Niang, he pinched her face and looked at her with disgust.

"Qingqing, I am old, when will you grow up? By the time you can get married, I'm afraid my daughter will be able to recite poetry. ”

Shen Eighteen snapped his hand and wanted to turn around and leave. Seeing this, Wang Liulang hurriedly grabbed her hand, bought two masks from the stall on the side, and carefully brought them for Eighteen Niang, like the most ordinary boys and girls, playing to their heart's content.

There are many daylilies near the flower temple, and men and women who pray to be together are tied with daylilies here to show their friendship. Wang Liulang was not exempt from vulgarity at this moment, and sat on the ground all of a sudden, weaving it finely.

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Eighteen Niang smiled and sat down with a smile, weaving an identical one for him.

At that time, she thought that the reason why the Shen family was quite revered among the scholars was that the academy educated people, and secondly, these young talents who studied had spent the best teenage years in Fanyang and found the person who would spend their lives together in the future.

It's a pity that she and Wang Liulang met in Taiyuan, and they can only force it after all.

Shen Ting saw Eighteen Niang leaving, and hurriedly chased after her.

"Wang Liulang, you can't even look down on it, is there a better man in this world than him?"

Eighteen Niang's subordinates were beaten, yes, there is no better one in the world.

"What did my brother say, Eighteen Niang is still young, let's think about how to solve Sister Qin's marriage first. It's yours after all, it's yours, it's not yours who doesn't come no matter how much you ask for it. Wang Liulang and I are just confidants, and he likes to play around like this on weekdays. The family is like this, brother, you don't fall for his plan, if I agree, they should laugh at me. ”

Shen Ting saw that Eighteen Niang said something rarely, and was a little suspicious, but she was just a reserved woman and loved to play tricks. He's such a rough old man, he really can't understand these things.

It's just that no matter how stupid he is, he can see that in his sister's heart, Wang Liulang is definitely different.

The two of them went all the way, leaving behind the sound of the mountain and flowing water, which did not stop for a long time.