The most beautiful is April day. In April in the world, the gardenia red pepper is beautiful, the peach blossom is chaotic and the plum is fragrant, mortals think it is extremely beautiful, however, in the flower world, it is just an ordinary scene, the moon is April day, and the four seasons are spring early. Flowers do not remember the year, and they do not decay over the years. Plum and summer lotus bloom together, and snow lotus and stone zhu compete for incense is not a miracle.

The warm wind is so smoky that people are embarrassed, and laziness is like a tear falling on rice paper, smudged layer by layer, all over the body. I never woke up for the first few days when I returned to the Flower World, and I always fell asleep when the Twenty-Four Fang Lord came to visit me during the day. This evening, he played against the little fish fairy, but he barely survived half the game and was unable to block the sleepiness, and fell asleep on the stone table. Half-asleep and half-awake, I seemed to hear Lord Changfang and the little fish fairy talking, intermittently.

"Jinmi, this kid...... Alas, the number of lives is too much. Dare to ask the night god if he treats her sincerely, without any distractions? ”

"Since it is sincere, Lord Changfang does not need to doubt it at all."

"But all the true feelings of the other party are expected to be reciprocated by the other party, such as if Jinmi is a barren inch of land, no matter what seed is sown and what fertilizer is applied, no matter how carefully watered and cared for, it will not bloom even if it is a flower spike to return, and her love is like a stone sinking into the sea without news, so time-consuming and laborious, the night god is terrible?"

"Heh~ What is this afraid of? If time is destined to be wasted, then I would only like to spend my life with her...... It's just that Lord Changfang is so pessimistic about Mi'er? ”

"Ahem, ahem...... Jin Mi is a little fairy since she was a child, she has a good nature, but she has been born cold and affectionate since she was a child, except for the matter of the long spirit ascending to the immortal, everything can be thrown away in her, no one has nothing to enter her eyes, let alone enter her heart. This time the water god goes, can the night god see a tear hanging down from Jinmi? ”

"So, no. It's just that there is no trace of great love, and there are no tears of great sorrow. How did Lord Changfang know that Mi'er was not a father who lost his father, and the grief was in his heart? Don't slander Mi'er like this, say it abruptly, I don't like to hear this. ”

"Hey...... At this point, it is said that the nature of the country is easy to change and difficult to change, and the little fairy can only wish that the night god is sincere to the golden stone. ”

The little fish fairy rubbed my hair that was scattered on my back, and I lay comfortably on his arm and rubbed it, and fell completely into black sweetness.

I don't know how long it took, I found that the arm I was pillow on was gone, and it seemed to be replaced by a silk pillow, thinking that the little fish fairy had left, and I only heard a faint sigh from the peony Changfang lord in the fog, "I don't know if this meteorite pill is a blessing or ......a curse for you."

When I woke up again, it was already daylight, and the night's dream was gone without a trace.

There is a stone pavilion on one side of the incense mound of the first flower god, called the memorial pavilion, there are four stone drum benches on a full moon stone table inside, leaning on the railing in a circle around the pavilion, I sit in this stone pavilion during the day to keep the spirit, and only then go back to the bamboo house temporarily built by the mausoleum at night to rest. The words I borrowed from the fox fairy have been hastily read through more than half of the book, but it is just some men and women □□who blow flowers and chew stamens and ice strings, you and I are nong, and they are also nong, and they taste the same as chewing wax, but I forced myself to look at it from beginning to end, trying to find the trick.

I got up late today, and it was really boring to read for a long time, so I spread a stack of Chengxintang paper to practice calligraphy, picked up the book and copied the verses in it, and after touching more than ten poems with a small regular script with flowers, I was about to change to a more bold wild grass to continue copying, but suddenly a gust of wind rolled up a piece of rice paper with ink that had not dried and flew out of the pavilion.

I watched the paper fly with a bit of interest, so I simply abandoned the pen, folded the transcribed dozen poems one by one into a butterfly shape, and with a little spell, I flapped my wings and flew around the pavilion one by two. The white paper butterfly carried the ink-colored handwriting and flew up and down unhurriedly, the sun was just right, I looked up and saw the light through the paper wings, the veins of the paper were clearly visible, it was really as thin as a cicada wing, more beautiful than a real butterfly.

I was sighing in my heart that this paper is good, the pavilion suddenly had a wisp of breath, I retracted my gaze, but saw the phoenix standing on the side of the pavilion pillar, pinching a few unfolded paper butterflies in my hand, sensing my gaze, raised his head and smiled coldly: "It seems good." ”

"Hmm." I nodded, "Not bad, indeed." Tough and moist, light but not slippery, skin like an egg membrane, as clean as jade, pure texture, undamaged rubbing, strong ink moisturizing, if the god of fire likes this paper, I can send some to you. ”

Phoenix raised her eyebrows, dusted the corner of the paper with her fingertips, and said, "I mean this poem is good." He took one out of his hand and read: "Infinite Spring Poems are endless, but I asked Yijun how many times I asked." The head of the bridge is paper-gazed, and Bi Yuan holds his hand and eyebrows are locked. …… There are thousands of knots in the red dust, how can you be extravagant if you solve the lovesickness. When there is affection and fate, Bing Xin is full of attachment. ”

The water on his face was unhappily smoking, and he drew another page, "The swallow grass is like a green silk, and the Qin Sang has low green branches." When the king returns to the day, it is the concubine who breaks her intestines. The spring breeze doesn't know each other, what is the matter? ”

After reading two poems, it seemed that he was not yet happy, he glanced at the tail of his eyes, raised his two fingers, lightly tweezed a butterfly that was flying over his sideburns, and unfolded and read: "Don't write love words or poems, one side of Supa sends lovesickness, and I know that I look upside down, and the horizontal and vertical are also silk." Who knows such a thing? ”

"Horizontal silk comes vertical silk, hmm~" Phoenix raised the corner of his eyes and lightly pulled a long voice, "I don't know which immortal you are thinking about, so straightforward?" ”

I paused, opened my mouth to answer, but after a second thought, I went through it in my belly, and then said: "Obviously not straightforward enough, otherwise the god of fire would not be able to see who I am thinking." ”

As soon as the phoenix's long fingers were closed, the paper was folded into a deep trace, "Oh? What's the saying? ”

I looked at the mound outside the pavilion, slowly sniffed, and said, "It's not just the handkerchief that has silk, this rice paper is held up to the light to see, isn't it also full of silk." It's a pity that you don't want it. ”

The phoenix looked at me with the same complexion, his eyebrows were indifferent, but his fingertips moved slightly, and he didn't know that he was stained with a touch of ink stains that had not dried, and a trace of disorder was swept in the wind. After a while, he finally spoke, and said cautiously word by word: "What did you say?" ”

I looked at his unfathomable complexion, and suddenly remembered something, so I mentioned it in passing, "Can you not marry that Suihe princess?" ”

This time, the phoenix's face finally moved, and he looked at me in surprise, the lights in his eyes seemed to be windy, and the lights were uncertain, "Oh~?" Why? ”

"I read some medical science a few days ago, and it is not appropriate to marry a wife, otherwise, the baby born will either lack a finger or multiple toes, which is not very good. You and Princess Suihe are cousins, and they are also of the same race, so it's really hard to get married. "I looked at him sincerely, and it was rare to admonish him with bitter heart.

The corners of Phoenix's mouth twitched slightly, but he couldn't laugh or cry, "So, I want to thank you for thinking so much about me." It's just ......" The words turned, and a pair of phoenix eyes met my eyes directly, as if they wanted to see into my heart, "If I tell you that what you are talking about is a mortal, and the gods do not bother with this, do you wish me to marry Suihe?" ”

He looked at me, such an invincible and invincible god of fire, and at this moment there was a trace of trembling fragility between his eyebrows, as if he was desperate to gamble on life and death.

I thought about it for a moment and replied, "I don't want to." ”

With a long breath, the phoenix's eyes stretched and closed, and then opened them, his eyes were full of streamers, and the pear vortex at the corner of his mouth appeared from time to time, "Why?" ”

"Where in the world there are so many reasons, unwillingness is unwillingness." I'm sure.

"If I don't marry Suihe, can I marry the Moon Star Envoy of the Nine Yao Star Palace?" Phoenix has a lot more problems today.

I pondered it for a moment and said cautiously, "It's not very appropriate. ”

The corner of Phoenix's lips smiled deeply, "Is Princess Liuying of Bian Cheng good?" ”

"It's not good." I shook my head in denial.

In this way, the phoenix relentlessly asked the beautiful gods and demons in the six worlds of heaven and earth one by one, and I put myself in his shoes to weigh it, but I thought it was not very appropriate, so I simply denied it all. The phoenix smiled more and more deeply, and the spring breeze was rippling and ruined.

Finally, he sat down beside me, stretched out his hand to pin the lock of hair that had fallen from his forehead behind my ear, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he said, "Don't worry, these fairies will not enter my heart no matter how good they are." The world is big, there are many women, and there is only one person in my heart. Xu Feng only married one person in his life. Then he rubbed me into his arms.

I lay on his chest, heard the tide of Kunming Lake inside, lowered my eyes, obediently smoothed his hair, and hugged him with my backhand.

He slowly rubbed the top of my hair with his lips, and he was speechless, and his infinite joy and comfort were in it, indescribable.

When the phoenix was leaving, he hesitated, his face flushed with a faint red, and asked me: "You said that you can give me this rice paper?" ”

I handed him a stack of rice paper and said generously, "Nature counts." Take it, but don't take it again. ”

The phoenix was dressed in plain clothes, held a pile of rice paper, raised her eyebrows and smiled, turned around, and faded into the spring breeze. It's not the same, it's all romantic.

I frowned.