The water of the waterfall was very cool and thorough, and the scene on the water surface was clearly visible, and Duan Junmo sank to the bottom with her.

He was above, she was below, through the hazy night, like a dream, as beautiful as a picture that was reluctant to be crushed.

The light is cast on the surface of the water, revealing beams of moonlight.

The green silk of the two people is spread out, one is like seaweed, the other is like silk, the silk wisps, intertwined, intoxicating people's eyes.

Under the soft light, she opened her eyes, looked at his angular and handsome face, and couldn't help but reach out and hold his cheek.

His eyes softened, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he leaned up gently.

It's like two fish, quiet and blurry.

They seem to have returned to the starting point, picking up the fate that was once broken, and continuing the love of this life.

Emerging from the water, she gulped in a big gulp of fresh air, and her lung capacity was not as good as that of the guy next to her.

"Ling'er ......"

A hoarse and pitiful voice sounded in his ears, "When will it be?" ”

She was helpless and embarrassed, she was tightly held in her arms by him, and she didn't dare to move, for fear of stimulating him, and when the time came, she would directly stage the overlord in the waterfall.

"Wait another year?" She asked weakly.

"A year?!" He exclaimed, as if dissatisfied.

"This winter?"

"Winter?!"

"Autumn?"

"Autumn?!"

"Duan Junmo, don't take an inch."

"Good, good, autumn, autumn."

......

Then he was like an unfed mosquito, and he took the trouble to pester her again and kissed her.

Through the cold water, she could feel the hot temperature of his skin.

A pool of beauty.

The next day, Feng Lingye really got up the latest, and with the strange eyes of Leng Kite and Gong Jiyue, she wanted to say that nothing happened last night, everything was an illusion, but she felt that there were no silver three hundred taels here, so she simply didn't say anything.

Breakfast and lunch were eaten together, and then Feng Ling went to the emerald red embroidery workshop on the night.

Since Cuihong learned the embroidery craft, she married the shopkeeper who was interested in her, and then the two left the embroidery workshop, went to the market to occupy a piece of land, set up a stall, and bought embroidered handkerchiefs, fans and other objects.

Later, the business did well, and the two rented a shop nearby, although the business was not prosperous, but it was not a problem to barely make ends meet.

Feng Ling saw her doing business at night, so she drew some simple and cute animation drawings such as little yellow duck and little yellow chicken for Cui Hong, and embroidered them on her hat and belly pocket, which was also pleasing.

"These patterns are so chic, it's the first time I've seen them." Cui Hong took the drawings with joy in her eyes, "Boss Feng is Boss Feng, and his thinking and vision are always so unique." ”

"Boss Feng is Boss Feng." Ponyo, who was hiding behind her timidly, grabbed the hem of her clothes tightly with her little hands, and mischievously followed the tongue.

Cui Hong frowned and said, "Ponyo, don't be so rude, this is your godmother." ”

"Godmother, godmother." Ponyo's voice was crisp and sweet, and after listening to it, she looked at Feng Lingye and said a few words.

Feng Ling smiled at night, "Children are like this, now is the time to learn and imitate adults, don't stop her." ”

"It's all what her father is used to." Cui Hong couldn't help complaining, but her eyes were full of happiness.

Feng Lingye looked at the man who helped the guests introduce the objects, with a Chinese face, in his forties, looking honest, patient and enthusiastic to the guests.

"You've found a good man." She said.

Cui Hong glanced at Duan Junmo, who was wandering around her shop, and replied, "Where can I compare to the prince." ”

"He's just good-looking, let him do this business, he can't pull his face." Feng Lingye said.

At this time, Duan Junmo turned around, and when he heard the two talking about himself, he couldn't help but interject, "It's good to be responsible for the husband to be beautiful like a flower, and the lady to be responsible for supporting the family." ”

Emerald laughed with a "poof".

Feng Lingye was speechless, he had been getting more and more cheeky recently.

After watching Cui Hong and Ponyo, Feng Lingye went to the outskirts of the city.

The graves of Feng Mu and Feng Jinxiu were buried on a mountain by Duan Yixuan.

Passing through the bazaar, I didn't expect to meet Zhen Chen.

Zhen Chen was also surprised to see the two, but quickly regained his composure and nodded at the two, "Are the prince and princess going out of the city?" ”

"Hmm." Duan Junmo bowed slightly.

Zhen Chen is from the family of Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, he is a very polite man, he only asked so politely, and he did not continue to ask in detail, but said: "There are still a few miles of land in the suburbs of the city, do you need me to find a carriage for the two of you?" ”

"Lord Zhen is polite, let's walk over and take a break by the way." Feng Lingye said with a smile.

Zhen Chen didn't want to say anything, and the three of them didn't have much to do, so he didn't have anything to say after the greetings, but he stood in front of the two and didn't want to leave for a long time.

Feng Lingye couldn't help asking, "Is there something wrong with Lord Zhen?" ”

Zhen Chen hesitated for a while, and finally raised his eyes, his eyes were heavy, "I want to apologize for Yu Rong, and I hope that the princess can be happy in the future." ”

"The deceased is gone, the living are like this, let it pass in the past, I don't mind anymore, it's hard for Lord Zhen to say a word of apology." Feng Lingye's smile revealed a touch of vicissitudes.

Zhen Chen knew that she was not an ordinary woman, but the Zhen family always owed her an apology, although Yu Rong's sins could not be repaid.

Feng Lingye looked at him and smiled, "How are you and Princess Mingguo?" ”

His face, which was originally fine, instantly turned red with shame, and he sighed heavily, "The princess still doesn't want to mention that crazy woman again." ”

Knowing that he was teased by Zhong Liyun again, Feng Lingye said again: "Fate is always fleeting, maybe if you miss it, it will be a lifetime, and you will cherish it." ”

Zhen Chen recovered his emotions and nodded instructively, "That's what the princess said." ”

Afterwards, Feng Lingye and Duan Junmo said goodbye, and then left under his eyes.

The two of them chatted as they walked down the street.

"Do you want to place a bet?" She said.

"What bet?"

"I want to bet that this couple will be together."

"It's not fair."

"Why?"

"If you bet together, then I can only bet not together, there is no choice."

"Then do you bet or not?"

"Bet."

......

In the end, many years later, the result was that Duan Junmo won the bet by mistake.

Zhen Chen still couldn't pass the level of etiquette and education that he had cultivated since childhood, or he didn't feel for a woman like Zhong Liyun at all, so in order to cut off her thoughts, he directly married a well-connected eldest lady in Dali.

Zhong Liyun didn't seem to be stalking, under the pressure of the old emperor, he still went his own way, raised seven or eight male pets, and never married a colt.

Maybe Zhen Chen is a substitute, the hero in her mind is only the mythical existence of Duan Junmo.

Out of the city, I climbed a hill that was not very high, and in the woods, I saw two tombs leaning on each other, very well built, but in order to avoid nuisance, the scale was about the same as that of ordinary civilians.

The handwriting on it is very familiar, and it is all written by Duan Yixuan himself.

"Mother, my daughter has come to see you." She smiled, then began to light incense and burn paper.

Duan Junmo stood aside, quietly waiting.

The sun shines through the trees, dappled and sprinkled on the ground, and when the breeze blows, it slowly shakes, warm and refreshing.

"How are you and Sister doing over there?" She put the paper into the basin and chatted softly, "My daughter has seen the third sister, she is doing well, she gave birth to a little imperial grandson, named Shao'er, exciting and well-behaved, the third sister is blessed, you don't have to worry about her over there." ”

After speaking, she sat in front of the grave for a while, feeling the beautiful scenery of the mountainside.

It wasn't until dusk that the two slowly descended the mountain.

After staying in Kyoto for four or five days, entering the palace twice, after all, things were still wrong, and on the fifth day, they set off for Xia Lian Villa.

Along the way, Feng Ling kept complaining at night.

For example:

"Aunt of four or five carriages, you can really accept it."

"No wonder the old emperor can't tolerate you, he wants to change me, and he will send you to Mingguo as a proton."

"A woman in the backyard, it's good that you didn't burn down your palace."

......

She seemed to be obsessed with his five-carriage aunt.

It's still terrible for a woman to be jealous.

Therefore, Duan Junmo listened carefully all the way, and from time to time he would nod his head in deep agreement, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

Gong Jiyue and Leng Kite were playing chess, and said quietly: "If you want to bring the crown, you must bear its weight." ”

"Makes sense." Leng Kite nodded matter-of-factly.

Duan Junmo looked at the two, "Is it comfortable to sit in the carriage?" ”

Leng Kite was about to nod his head, looked up, and saw that his face was gloomy, and he shook his head instantly, feeling that it didn't seem to be right, and nodded again, but he felt that nodding was not right, and he was stunned for a while.

Gong Jiyue glanced at him, "It's your turn." ”

As soon as Leng Kite lowered his head, he was actually eaten a large piece, screamed, and hurriedly focused on playing chess.

Before dark, they arrived at Xia Lian Villa.

A doorman had already passed the word in the past, so Shang Li shook a folding fan and brought a large number of his aunts to greet him.

"Brother Duan, what kind of wind blew you here?" Shang Li said, and looked at Feng Lingye again, "Should I call you Pingwei, or Miss Feng?" ”

"You've already recognized me, haven't you?" Feng Lingye hooked his lips.

Shang Li put away the folding fan in a chic manner, "Seeing through it and not saying it is one of the principles of my Shang Li's life." ”

"Why did you resign?" Duan Junmo asked as he walked.

Shang Li sighed, "It's old." ”

The corners of Duan Junmo's mouth twitched, is this trying to be lazy?

On the other side, Feng Lingye and Hua Che walked together, chatting about each other.

Hua Che deliberately fell behind the team, and then approached Feng Lingye, "An incident happened in Dali a while ago, I don't know if you have heard of it." ”

"What's the matter?" She was busy taking care of the pharmacy a while ago, and she stayed in the house in the winter, so she really didn't pay much attention to Dali's affairs.

"I also learned about this by accident when I heard someone talking to Shang Li." Hua Che lowered his voice, "After the first emperor was sent to Bintian, Zhen Chen returned to Beijing with his body, but the next day, the body of the first emperor suddenly disappeared, and everyone looked for a long time. As a result, on the third day, the body was recovered. ”

Feng Lingye's eyes sank.

"You said this corpse, how could it be that it was gone?" Hua Che was puzzled.

Feng Lingye looked at her, "Do you suspect that he is not dead?" ”

Hua Che pursed her lips and shook her head, "I don't know, I just think this matter is a little strange, and Zhen Chen deliberately suppressed this matter, if it weren't for the fact that person happened to be in that inn, except for people inside the imperial court, no one would know about it." ”

"Little Huahua, what are you talking to Miss Feng?" Ahead, Shang Li stopped and looked at the two.

Duan Junmo also stopped.

Feng Lingye smiled, "You also want to know about the affairs of women?" ”

Shang Li raised his eyebrows and smiled gracefully, "I'm most interested in the affairs of women, but ......"

He glanced at Duan Junmo, "I don't dare to be interested in your business." ”

After entering the villa, Shang Li was very considerate and arranged a courtyard for Duan Junmo, and a courtyard for Leng Kite and Gong Jiyue.

And there was only one bed, for fear that Duan Junmo would be thrown out, he also thoughtfully prepared a chair for him in the room.

Looking at the layout of this courtyard, Feng Lingye knew Shang Li's intentions.

Duan Junmo also realized it, and walked over to the chair, "Who am I here tonight." ”

"It's a little cold in the mountains, and it's not summer yet, can it really work?" Although she didn't want to be merciful at this moment, because this was what Shang Li did on purpose, to see if her heart was hard enough, but this chair looked dilapidated and old, and it was difficult to last until the next day.

"If you're tired from the day, go to bed early." He seemed to be a little abnormal, and if he heard this sentence as usual, he would have posted it immediately.

People didn't appreciate it, and she wouldn't be reluctant, so she gave him a bed with the quilt, and then lay down on the bed by herself.

I don't know how long it took, but when she was about to fall asleep, a soft voice came from the room, "You have a heart...... And him? ”

The hazy sleepiness disappeared in an instant.

She opened her eyes.

The room was so quiet that there was only each other's breath, there was no moon tonight, it was pitch black, she looked ahead, but she couldn't see anything.

It seems that what she just said was just her auditory hallucination.

After a long time, there was a faint sigh in the darkness.

She held the quilt in both hands and asked uncertainly, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"If, I said if, the ninth brother is still alive, he and me, who will you choose?" His voice was hoarse and low, and these words seemed to have been brewing for a long time, and they had tormented him for a long time.

Feng Lingye's eyes widened in surprise, and he wanted to ask Duan Yixuan if he was really alive, but he was afraid that his reaction would hurt Duan Junmo, so he replied sullenly: "If you still remember what Chao Baicheng said to you, then I can tell you clearly now that everything still counts." ”

- You guard Chaobai City for me, and I will protect you.

Duan Junmo's eyes moved slightly, and the stone that had been pressing in his heart was finally unloaded, and his throat choked with excitement, "Ling'er, I ......"

"Go ahead and sleep in your chair." She replied lightly.

The turbulent emotion was instantly extinguished by her words.

Lukewarm in the mountains, a good night's sleep.

As Duan Junmo said, there are also many delicious fruits coming out in spring.

But compared to the fruit, or the mountain flowers are more attractive, because the business glass planted a lot of fruit trees, and now it is the time of flowering and gathering, now the mountains are full of flowers and trees, very beautiful.

Red, white, and pink hug each other on the same high mountain, which is very spectacular and beautiful.

It's a pleasant day like this.

While gnawing on the fruit, she looked at the boundless mountain flowers, followed Shang Li's aunt army, talking and laughing, and the days were better than the gods.

During the day, everyone gets together, chatting and chatting, embroidering embroidery, and playing the piano.

In the evening, everyone went to the orchard to pick fruits and enjoy the flowers.

In the evening, after dinner, sometimes I rested in the yard, and sometimes I went to wash clothes and bathe under the waterfall.

Days like this go by very quickly.

Duan Junmo and Feng Lingye are not busy, and the famous rich people of the Shang Li generation do not mind raising four idlers.

I lived in this place for the whole spring and summer.

However, Feng Lingye did not eat and drink in vain, which aunt was sick, she helped to see a doctor, and no one was sick, so she followed to the orchard to help.

Sometimes when she saw Shang Li settling accounts, she would come over without suspicion and teach him some advanced management methods and inductive accounting.

Shang Li benefited a lot, and he couldn't wait to worship her as a teacher, but he felt that he hated to meet late, and he knew that he should have taken her first and took her to his side in advance.

He is not the first, nor the last, to have this idea.

Because there is also a Zhongli Yan Xue in the Daming Kingdom, he sits on the threshold every day and night, waiting for Feng Lingye to go back.

One day, he said to Feng Qinglan: "Do you think your second sister won't want that pharmacy?" ”

Feng Qinglan smiled, "The second sister has liked to indulge in landscapes since she was a child, and now that she is free, she naturally comes back only if she has fun." Don't worry, the prince is afraid of the cold, and she will definitely come back before winter. ”

He touched the head of the little emperor's grandson, "Son, if my father inherits the throne in the future, will I pass it on to you directly?" In this way, Dad will be able to go out with your second aunt even more. ”

The little emperor opened his little red lips, "Play, play, play......"

Zhongli Yan Xue patted his head lightly, "You have to be diligent in government, do you understand diligent government?" ”

The little emperor blinked his eyes and covered his head that was patted, "Diligent government, diligent government......"

Feng Qinglan was speechless and held her forehead, with a black line.

When autumn was approaching and the mountains had begun to turn into a dusk-like color, Feng Lingye went down the mountain with Duan Junmo and the others.

One person carried a load of dried fruit and fresh fruit, and returned with a full load.

Sitting in the carriage, Feng Lingye's mood was indescribably good, after a few months of getting along, he had already become one with the dozen or twenty aunts, and he no longer muttered Duan Junmo along the way.

Gong Jiyue and Leng Kite finally got tired of playing chess, and even got so tired that they were sick to their stomachs when they saw each other.

Seeing that the journey was long and boring, when resting in an inn in a small town, Feng Lingye asked the shopkeeper to make a table of wooden mahjong according to her requirements.

Four people just got together at a table.

So, the four of them started playing mahjong again, and in order to add fun, Feng Lingye would also add some bets to it, such as dragging a piece of clothing if anyone lost.

Of course, in order to keep Feng Ling from taking off his clothes at night, Duan Junmo worked very hard, and he took off Gong Jiyue and Leng Kite so that only one pair of pants remained.

"No more playing, no more playing!" Gong Jiyue clasped her hands around her chest, and her developed pectoral muscles could still be seen, "Duan Junmo Lao protected Ling'er, and actually let me and Leng Kite undress!" ”

Feng Lingye glared at Duan Junmo, "I've been playing this game for a long time." ”

Duan Junmo doesn't care, he still does his own thing.

It's not interesting to lose all the time, and in the end, Leng Kite and Gong Jiyue have a complete showdown and stop playing.

There are still several days to go along the way, and everyone can't stare at the past, Feng Lingye's mind turned, "Then let's play a little game." ”

The game is very simple, everyone takes turns saying that they haven't done anything, and if anyone in the room does, they will be punished for drinking.

This game has long been tired of being played by modern people, but it is still very new to these ancient people.

Sure enough, at the beginning, everyone began to talk very excitedly.

The first one is Feng Lingye, she gave everyone a model, in order to let everyone drink, and said lightly: "I don't like women." ”

Duan Junmo drank it without hesitation.

Gong Jiyue also took the wine glass and drank it all.

Leng Kite was the only one staring at the wine glass, falling into deep thought.

Duan Junmo's brows tightened.

Gong Jiyue unconsciously pulled away some distance.

Leng Kite raised her head with an expression of almost crying, "I don't like women, I don't like men, Lord Wang, what should I do?!" ”

“......”

Duan Junmo didn't want to deal with him.

Then, next was Duan Junmo, who thought for a while, "I'm not single. ”

This sentence made Gong Jiyue so angry that she wanted to swear, just eat dog food every day, and she would be abused when she played games!

He indignantly picked up his glass and took a sip.

The cold kite obediently drank it.

Next it was Gong Jiyue's turn, he had already thought about it, so now he blurted out: "I don't have a menstrual affair." ”

"Damn! You pervert! Feng Lingye glared at him, then raised his wine glass arrogantly and drank it.

Gong Jiyue shook her head in a daze.

Next it was Leng Kite's turn, Leng Kite didn't seem to have thought about it yet, he looked at Duan Junmo, and then at Gong Jiyue, thinking and meditating.

What is it that they haven't done it themselves, and they have done it?

As if thinking of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, and without thinking about it, he blurted out: "I have never had sex with the opposite sex!" ”

After speaking, he was still proud, as if he had won the whole world.

But after he said this, the field was cold.

I saw that Gong Jiyue didn't care, she raised her glass and drank it.

Then there were Duan Junmo and Feng Lingye left.

Feng Lingye smiled, but it was a little light, and he casually picked up the wine glass and drank it.

For a while, only Duan Junmo was left.

Leng Kite realized that he had said the wrong thing, and after being shocked, he hurriedly played a round, "Okay, okay, let's play the next game!" ”

Feng Lingye took a breath and said with a smile: "You guys play first, I'll go out for convenience." ”

After saying that, he jumped out of the carriage and walked into the forest on the side.

It didn't take long for a steady footstep behind her, and then she fell into an embrace, her head rubbing against his chin, "What do you think?" ”

"If you mind......" she began, and suddenly she turned, and then she was kissed by him, her back against the tree, and her whole body was clinging to him.

His kisses are domineering and direct, but not rude, extremely affectionate and tender.

He told her with his actions that he didn't mind.

It took a long time for him to let go of her, his voice hoarse, "You want to leave me and return to him?" ”

Her eyes were slightly red, and she was afraid that he would see her embarrassed appearance, so she buried her head in his arms and shook her head.

He glanced up at the cloudy sky, "Get in the carriage, it's going to rain, we need to find a place to stay tonight." ”

She replied sullenly, and followed him back to the carriage.

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