Hunt Qi listened to the music, admired the flowers, looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and tasted the words of the county lord. "Time has passed, things are people, listening to music and knowing the heart, it is amazing!" In fact, crape myrtle is still that crape myrtle. ”

Is crape myrtle still that crape myrtle?

Why did you forget your past with him?

Why did you forget the crape myrtle tree that you met and acquainted?

Is it really as she said, time has passed, things are wrong, they haven't gotten along for eight years, they have all grown up, and the past has gradually faded away.

If so, then who was joking with him and making her forget what he considered to be the most cherished memory of his life.

This is still very dependent on him since childhood, and likes to lie in his arms to complain to him, saying that the son bullied her, took his hand and pulled him to the yard of the childe, and insisted that he teach the other party a lesson, when he taught the childe, she flashed a pair of cunning eyes that were afraid that the world would not be chaotic and showed a big cunning smile to Hunt Qi.

His dark eyes flashed slightly to look at these big clear eyes, looking for the cunning smile of the past, these smart eyes could not find the evil and cunning of the past, maybe it was really the passage of time, things are not people, and the mood of leaving the prince's mansion to come to the county lord's mansion was different.

But Hunt Qi is indeed paying attention to the county lord everywhere and all the time.

It is rumored that the county lord lives a luxurious life in brocade clothes except for a house of husbands and servants, and he is useless, and there has never been anything amazing.

She can't control her own husband and servant, if it weren't for the son of Hunt Qi to help her take care of it, the house would have been made by her and turned into a pot of porridge.

What he knows from the market seems to be different from what he sees, the county lord in front of him has a delicate and beautiful face, and a pair of smart eyes are shining with wisdom, such a county lord is the most fascinating.

He shook the fan in one hand, turned sideways, and reached into the wide sleeve of his white shirt with the other hand, holding the slender and tender little hand. The long wide sleeves slid down, covered the hand he was holding, and whispered softly to Ziwei: "The county lord is still the county lord, Hunt Qi is still that Hunt Qi, the person who knows music must be an elegant person, and the county lord's rhythm must be very high, right?" When you will be with the county lord Qin Xiao and Se, you will know the heart of Hunt Qi? “

A wave of heat surged up, the tip of Ziwei's nose oozed a thin sweat slightly, her hand was held hot, a stream of heat passed through the palm of her hand like an electric current to her body, and suddenly her whole body was hot, her body moved to the side of the chair, a little away from Jia Qi, the snow-white wide sleeves covered the smooth little hand she held and moved slightly, wanting to pull out from the control of his slightly hot big hand: "Let go, someone is watching." “

Hunt Qi casually glanced at the subordinate, the subordinate suppressed the fear in his heart, as far away as possible from the prince and the county lord, they all lowered their heads and did not dare to meet the warm gaze of the persecuting gaze, they knew that this pair of gentle eyes always revealed awe-inspiring deep meaning, he looked at the performance of the subordinate with satisfaction, and gently knocked on the table with his fingers rhythmically, his eyes flashed slightly and said softly: "I am your husband, what are you afraid of." I'm looking forward to an early encounter with the county lord Qin Xiao and Se. You know Hunting's heart. “

Ziwei's beautiful face was flushed, she pulled out her hand vigorously, her left hand reached into the wide sleeve and gently rubbed her slightly painful wrist, the corners of her lips were slightly curled, and a touch of delicate beauty flashed under her eyes: "I'm afraid it will disappoint you." “

"Hehe, I'm looking forward to that day." Hunt Qi's dark eyes were bright, like the stars in the dark night, as if they wanted to shine into her heart to look at the unknown side of her heart, to see how wonderful this colorful phoenix was, and suddenly he moved to know more about her.

The sound of the flute is long. It evokes lovesickness in people's hearts.

People only look at the scene, only hear the sound, but do not see the person.

Following the sound of the flute, people searched everywhere. I saw that on a crape myrtle tree more than 10 meters high, the branches of the crape myrtle tree exposed many large and small round crape myrtle flowers, full of splendid and beautiful, like bright purple flowers blooming in the sunshine. Crape myrtle flowers in full bloom surround the crape myrtle tree like a wreath. Let the person who plays the be in the sea of flowers. Enjoy the bounty of nature.

People sigh that people who know the flute will enjoy life, smell the fragrance of flowers, enjoy the flowers, communicate with people with the sound of the flute and convey the mood at this time, wander in the flowers and express their pursuit of life with the sound of the flute.

Ziwei sat in the gazebo, listening to the melodious sound of the flute, and her heart was unusually happy at this time.

Suddenly, crape myrtle petals flew one after another, and an unusually handsome young man dressed in black jumped out of the flowers, and his robe spread out in the air like a roc spreading its wings and flying towards the pavilion.

"Good flute, good song, I heard a few years ago that Shui Zhihan is a master in music, it is better to see it than to hear it, and today I can appreciate it, I am really impressed." Hunt Qi praised from the bottom of his heart.

Xiang Yang also echoed: "I haven't heard this kind of music in Qiguo, this kind of music is really good." ”

Ziwei turned her face sideways to look at Shui Zhihan, her eyes full of surprise.

Shui Zhihan's narrow handsome eyes flashed with disdain, and he turned his face and snorted coldly. Towards the lotus pond, he said: "The lotus flowers are not stained by the sludge, how can there be no lotus flowers in the flower appreciation banquet." ”

I saw the opposite side of the pavilion, the lotus pond was built by the mountain, the layout was scattered, the size was contrasting, the height depended on each other, and the water and land complemented each other.

A pool of clear water with slender twists and turns, surrounded by willows, peach trees, lotus smoked wind, unique style, people can not only look at it from afar, but also can enjoy it closely, the lotus flowers on the human face reflect each other, and people and lotus flowers can have the most intimate contact. The lotus flowers that reflect the sun are also different red and gorgeous. It has formed a beautiful and natural landscape painting, and the small rockery and pavilion have become the magic stroke of the construction of the county lord's mansion.

Ziwei couldn't help but stand up and walked over, Qianqianyu held the railing of the pavilion with her hand, and looked into the distance

Dozens of acres of lotus pond can not be seen at a glance. The turquoise of the lotus pond is full of fiery red lotus flowers and snow-white lotus flowers set off in it.

Ziwei couldn't help but chant: "The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red", "The white clothes are full of bitterness, and the essence is clean and clean." ”

"The county lord's good poem" Hunt Qi followed in the footsteps of Ziwei. Standing beside Ziwei, I happened to hear the county lord's chanting and praising the beauty of the red lotus and admiring the icy and jade quality of the white lotus.

Ziwei smiled embarrassedly, she couldn't help but steal a poem by the Southern Song Dynasty poet Yang Wanli here: "After all, in the middle of June in the West Lake, the scenery is not the same as the four seasons." The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red. ”

"Good poem, who wrote this poem, this poem is just right at this time, the county lord, you are like the red lotus that reflects the sun." There was a charming smile on her lips, and a pair of gentle eyes looked at the county lord, the jade snow born by the county lord was cute, the snow-white skin was smooth and delicate, the big watery eyes were as clear as water, and the eyelashes were long and curled.

Under the reflection of the sunset, the cheeks are flushed and translucent, coquettish and abnormal, accompanied by the fragrance of the body and the fragrance of the wafting lotus, which is simply stunning in the world, soft and moving.

Ziwei's face turned even redder, she hid her embarrassment, and cleared her throat: "I accidentally saw it in a shabby book, and I chanted it casually at this time." ”

"Who is the author of this book, this poet can write a swan song for the ages, I must read his poems, and have a chance to introduce me to the county lord, okay?" Hunt Qi's eyes flashed with fascination and expectation.

Ziwei secretly complained in her heart, she had never seen Yang Wanli, how to introduce her acquaintance with them, she said: "It was Yang Wanli who felt when he saw the lotus, this is a very old thin book, the last time it was accidentally wet with water, it was already blurry, I don't know where to throw it and I can't find it." ”

Hunt Qi looked at Ziwei's flickering eyes and smiled softly: "The county lord is well-read, which impresses Hunt Qi." He raised his finger and stroked his red face: "I can't find the book, but I have found a scene that is more beautiful than the lotus, and the people are more beautiful than the flowers." ”

Crape myrtle looked far away, in the lotus leaves of the field, the delicate lotus flowers spread all over the pool, against the backdrop of the fiery red lotus, the white flowers were dotted during the period, beautiful and refined, she stared at the white flowers, and her eyes flashed with a clear look: "Everyone loves the delicate red lotus, I love the white lotus" between the eyebrows.

"You are the holy white lotus that God has given me. Beautiful. After speaking, Jia Qi took out a white flower from her sleeve, held it in the palm of her hand, and then carefully inserted it on her head.

He has found the lotus flower he likes.

Did he really find the lotus flower he liked?

"Fate Stone" is wonderful. I created a colorful cherry blossom viewing feast for my friends.

Guess what will happen to the story at the flower viewing feast? How did Hunt Qi confess her love to Ziwei at the flower viewing banquet? Will Ziwei accept him and make him her interpretive flower?

For the outcome: see the next chapter breakdown......

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