Ziwei ran out along the flowers, her gorgeous dress fluttering behind her, her smooth black hair was flying, her hair was a little messy, she was a little out of breath, and her beautiful little face was flushed. [Biqu Ge free reading.>

The sweat on her forehead ran down her little face, blurring her eyes, and in the blur, she seemed to see a tree in front of her blocking the way, so she threw herself on the tree, buried her head in her wrists, and gasped.

At this time, steady footsteps came from a quiet path on the side. The footsteps are getting closer. Ziwei felt that her footsteps stopped beside her, her heart tightened negligently, her head buried deep in her arms and gasped slightly, revealing a gorgeous back with an arch.

A pair of visiting eyes fell on her arched back. Her back bent even harder. It forms the shape of a Luo pot.

After a while, she heard footsteps pass behind her, staggered and left her.

It took a long time for her heart to beat wildly again, and she turned around and leaned against the trunk of the tree and slid down, sat down among the flowers, and breathed a sigh of relief. Lie on your back in the flowers.

The garden is full of delicate flowers. Butterflies flutter among the flowers, and two butterflies dance, one up and down, dancing butterfly dance. From time to time, a black butterfly stands among the stamens and transforms into a flightless flower; Another butterfly danced up and down around the black butterfly, showing her love, guiding the butterfly out of the flowers and following him into nature.

The flowers move with the wind, swaying and colorful, like a group of butterflies flying over, showing their enchanting posture in the sun.

The two butterflies dance up and down one after the other, lingering in the flowers, telling their lovesickness and attachment, and they land together in the most colorful stamens, snuggling up to each other.

Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!

A good "butterfly love flower",

A good picture of "flowers love butterflies"

This situation and this scene should only exist in the sky, how many times can there be heard in the world?

This situation reminded Ziwei of the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, looking at a pair of butterflies, Ziwei held her breath, for fear of disturbing this pair of hard-working mandarin ducks.

After a long while, Ziwei quietly asked, "Are you the incarnation of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai?" ”

The butterflies standing on the stamens of the flowers and leaning on each other seemed to sense the call of crape myrtle, and the two butterflies immediately flapped their wings and flew in front of her, dancing up and down and reluctant to leave.

They circled around crape myrtle in the sky. Qianqian's ten fingers spread out their palms and stretched out into the air, butterflies flapped their wings and stood on the snow-white softness, setting off a gorgeous picture, a group of bees flew over, standing on the stamens flapping their wings, bowing their heads, and cocking their buttocks to collect honey.

She was lying in the flowers, a little too long, feeling a little sore, moved her position slightly, and changed her position.

Suddenly, there was a hard thing on her waist, she was stunned, remembered, before entering the palace, Hunt Qi accompanied her all the way out of the house, when they passed the back mountain of the county lord's mansion, they saw that there were full of blooming flowers, this situation and the present are almost a copy.

Ziwei pointed to the butterflies chasing each other one after the other in the flowers, and told the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai to Hunt Qi.

During the Yonghe period of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, in the south of the beautiful Shanjuan Mountain, there was a Zhujiazhuang. There is a wealthy family in the village, known as the Zhuyuan. I wish the family rules, and the property will be passed on to men and not to women. Because Zhu Yuanwai has no son, in order to inherit the family property, Zhu Yuanwai will dress his daughter Yingtai in men's clothes since she was a child. Yingtai is talented, beautiful, smart and studious. When he reached the age of studying, Zhu Yuanwai sent Yingtai to the nearby Bixian Nunnery to study. When studying in Bixian Nunnery, there was a classmate named Liang Shanbo, who lived in Liangjiazhuang in the north and west of Shanjuan Mountain and went to Wuli, the two hit it off at first sight, like-minded, and became confidants.

Yingtai and Shanbo were classmates in Bixian Nunnery for three years, during which they went to Qilu to worship Confucius and went to Soochow to study together. The two eat together during the day, sleep together at night, sing poems and texts, and follow each other. Shanbo is not only highly educated and wealthy, but also loyal and upright, and is deeply loved by Zhu Yingtai. However, in the past three years, Yingtai has always been undressed, and although Shanbo has been suspicious, he has been supported by Yingtai and Taiwan. Shanbo never knew that Yingtai was a woman.

After Yingtai returned home after completing his studies, he did not expect that his parents had already married Yingtai to the Ma clan in Xijingtang. Shanbo came back from a study tour in Yuhang, visited Zhu's house, Yingtai red makeup and green sleeves, Luo fan covered his face, came to meet, Shanbo knew that he was a woman. When he learned that Yingtai had hired Ma, he was very sad and heartbroken. The two parted and made a vow: "You can't get married in life, and you have to be a pair in death." ”

After Liang Zhu said goodbye in tears, Shanbo became depressed and became ill, died soon after, and was buried in Xihu Bridge in the village. Yingtai was grief-stricken when they heard the news and decided to die with their lives. On the day of leaving the cabinet, he insisted on paying tribute to Huqiao. When the sedan chair arrives at the tomb of Huqiao Shanbo, Yingtai comes forward to offer sacrifices, weeps and hits the monument, suddenly the wind blows, the sky is chaotic, the sand flies and the stones go, the ground suddenly cracks, and Yingtai falls into it. After the wind and rain stopped, the rainbow hung high, there were two huge butterflies, dancing on their feet, it was said that the spirit of Liang Zhu and the two people were incarnated, the black one was Zhu Yingtai, the yellow one was Liang Shanbo, the lovers were dependent, inseparable, and flew between the sky and the earth with wings. Free to live together.

After Ziwei finished telling Liang Zhu's story, her bright eyes stared at the two inseparable butterflies of yellow and black for a long time, and her eyes were gradually covered with a layer of fog, immersed in Liang Zhu's story for a long time.

Hunt Qijun, who was dressed in a white shirt, stood tall and stood in front of her naturally, and for a while Hunt Qi looked at Ziwei and couldn't take her eyes off.

Hunt Qi's heart was full of mixed tastes, and he didn't know what kind of feelings he had for a while, and his elegant and handsome face, which had always been calm, was moved. In this way, a pair of black eyes were firmly locked, and a beautiful little face with a sad expression on his face.

Crape Myrtle sadly closed her big confused eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly like a butterfly's wings, the butterfly circled above Crape Myrtle's head, and a black butterfly landed on her shoulder, feeling her sorrow and inciting the sad butterfly wings.

Ziwei suddenly opened her confused and sad eyes, isn't her fate the same as Zhu Yingtai, can't she control it? As a child of the royal family, can you have your own attachment? That love for yourself? Have you found someone who is destined to grow old with the hand of the son?

Even after death, they will turn into butterflies and snuggle up to each other in another world, never abandoning each other. Let their love be recited through the ages and be remembered for centuries.

Here, can she have this persistent feeling? There were a lot of husbands and servants in the house, and their disgust for her made her understand that maybe they would not be her good matches? So who is the person who is destined for her?

Her eyes were wide open and she looked at Hunt Qi, could he understand the persistence in her eyes?

This scene fell in Hunt Qi's eyes, and her dark eyes looked at her fixedly.

Chapter 175 Blamed Him Wrong:/

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