The spring rain fell on the earth without warning, knocking over the leaves floating in the pond and leaving the frogs without the last bit of leeway. It chased children who had just been playing outdoors all over the streets, attracting repeated reprimands from adults. It also wet the garment of the most dazzling and noble woman on the Queen Mother Mountain, and painted her delicate makeup. Refusing to give up, it came to the flowers again, scattered the deceitful bees, and sat mischievously on the slide of the flowers, leaping down one by one, and finally returning to the bosom of the land.

Suddenly the rain broke up the people who were pretending to work on the Queen Mother, and some of them broke branches and covered them with strange leaves. Others were smart enough to run back to the wagon to take shelter from the rain. The palace maids surrounded Mrs. Zhang with their bodies, and under their escort, Mrs. Zhang also safely returned to the only tent on the Queen Mother Mountain to rest. The gold silk skirt she cherished was also stained with mud, and she was counting the palace people on the side.

In the rush to hide from the rain, Huayan was also separated from the others, and she wished to take this opportunity to escape from these crowds and run alone in the direction of no one.

Fortunately, it turned out that in the deep forest of flowers, there was a small pavilion hidden for her to shelter from the rain. She removed the veil from her face and wiped the raindrops off her body. Only then did he pause and take a closer look at the scenery around the pavilion. The pavilion is not big, and moss, grass, and various floral fragrances have already been drilled into the bricks and tiles, which is refreshing. The roof of the pavilion was covered with unknown grass and vines, scattered vertically, and barely made a door of its own. There are also six or seven apricot blossom trees planted next to the pavilion, and the apricot blossoms are full of bloom, so that people are not pitied.

"What a secluded place! I was finally able to stay quietly. I found a clean place, sat down, put the veil over my face, closed my eyes and prepared to take a nap.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps on the path not far away, and she didn't care about it at first, until the sound came into the pavilion, and then Hua Yan took off the veil on her face, squinted her eyes and asked, "Who?!" Stir up dreams! ”

Seeing that the man was silent, Hua Yan stood up, rubbed his eyes, and said, "It's such a big place outside, it's just ......" Before he finished speaking, he saw that the person who came was Xiao Minglang, so he swallowed the second half of the sentence back into his stomach. She was stunned for a moment, and then whispered, "It turned out to be you." ”

Xiao Minglang wiped the rain on his body, glanced at her hurriedly, and said, "The girl is in a good mood, she doesn't hear the world's affairs with her ears, and she comes here to daydream." ”

Hua Yan was about to wipe the veil on his hand, but when he heard him say this, he immediately withdrew his hand and glared at him secretly.

Xiao Minglang saw that the other party didn't speak, and it was not easy to ignore it, after all, they were hiding from the rain under the pavilion. I had no choice but to turn around, bow slightly, and say, "Please forgive me for disturbing the girl." ”

Seeing that he turned around, Hua Yan immediately put away the grimace on his face, and smiled back: "It's this girl's gaffe, please forgive me." ”

Xiao Minglang felt that the etiquette had arrived, so he stood up straight, walked to the side and sat down, and did not look at the painting.

The atmosphere in the pavilion was silent for a long time. The rain didn't seem to stop, but it was getting heavier and heavier.

At this time, Huayan didn't have the comfort she had before, she didn't sit or stand, in order to ease the atmosphere, she had to find something to say: "How did Childe find this?" ”

Xiao Minglang still looked at the scenery outside the pavilion, and only said a few words. "It's just a coincidence."

"Oh...... I don't know how long it will rain. Seeing that Xiao Minglang was silent again, Huayan glanced at him carefully with his eyes, and continued: "You said that this rain won't stop, right?" ”

Xiao Minglang obviously didn't like this kind of conversation, he stood up helplessly, looked at Huayan and said, "Can the girl be quiet for a while?" However, when he saw the man in front of him clearly, he froze in surprise. He stepped forward and asked, "You?" ...... You are ......"

Seeing Xiao Minglang's strange appearance, Huayan stared at her face, thinking that Xiao Minglang recognized the identity of her eighth master, so he hurriedly took the lead and said: "It seems that Xiao Gongzi forgot about Huayan, last time in Yidu Palace, we also saw it, by the way, there is also Zhaoyang Palace." ”

Xiao Minglang took another step forward suspiciously, and said, "Are you really painting faces?" ”

The painting face is a little weak. It is said that the carefree son is the smartest person in the world, he won't notice anything, right? If he found out that she was Jia Yingtai, who called him a brother, would he avoid it? I just wanted to do something, and I was exposed, which was really unlucky. Thinking of this, Hua Yan slapped his head hard in regret.

Who knew that Xiao Minglang, who was still stunned just now, actually laughed out loud.

Hua Yan stepped forward suspiciously and asked, "Why is Xiao Gongzi laughing?" ”

"Your face ......" Xiao Minglang didn't finish his words, shook his head and laughed.

Huayan thought that Xiao Minglang laughed at the ugliness of the dark spots on her face, and said angrily: "I know I'm ugly, I don't need you to laugh at me so much to remind me." Where do you think you're going to be again? You don't look in the mirror, the stubble on your face is almost growing to the top of your head, and you don't fix it! His hair was messier than straw, and his clothes were so loose that he looked like a prodigal son! ”

Xiao Minglang was stunned by the inexplicable scolding of the painted face, he tried to retract the idea of wanting to laugh, cleared his throat and said, "The girl misunderstood ......"

Seeing that Xiao Minglang was not angry, Huayan deliberately continued: "If you want to laugh at others, let's clean yourself up first!" ”

In order to calm down the excited painting face, Xiao Minglang had to hold her shoulder with his hand, he looked at the painting face seriously and said, "Girl, I really don't want to laugh at the girl. Besides, the girl is naturally beautiful, so why should I laugh at her? It's just that the girl washed the black ink off her face, but I didn't recognize it for a while. ”

Hua Yanzheng felt that his words were strange, and he touched his hand to his face in confusion, but there was nothing, and he immediately understood.

It turned out that the ugly girl makeup that she had deliberately put on was unknowingly washed away by the rain.

Xiao Minglang shook his head and looked at her with a wry smile: "The girl's ability to hide from the world and cross the sea makes me admire!" ”

It turned out that he didn't recognize anything else, and Hua Yan's heart was a little lighter, and she thought that it would not be a big deal for him to see her true face, so she smiled in agreement.

"In front of the Zhaoyang Palace, you rolled under the bridge, and your injuries were healed, right?" Xiao Minglang asked as he returned to his normal color.

Hua Yan's heart sank, and he still pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Who did you listen to?" ”

Xiao Minglang took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and said, "At that time, your face was pale and there were blood stains on the handkerchief you dropped, can you still see it?" ”

Seeing that he couldn't hide it from him, Huayan didn't defend it, just smiled and took back the handkerchief. He bowed slightly and replied, "Thank you Gongzi for saving me that day, it's no big deal." ”

Xiao Minglang smiled and said, "Seeing that you are alive and kicking now, I think it's okay." ”

When Hua Yan remembered Peicheng, he was also seriously injured, and secretly said to himself: "Seeing you so lively and jumping, it must be better." ”

The two were silent for a while, and the atmosphere fell silent again. Hua Yan stepped aside and lifted the curtain to see if the rain had stopped, but a strong gust of wind caused her to retreat in a hurry.

She resisted with her long sleeves as she retreated to the corner and sat down, the cramping pain in her chest making her speechless. Recently, the chest pain has become more and more frequent, and a little wind movement can make her feel a little pain for a long time. Her face was pale and colorless from the piercing pain, and the beads of sweat on her forehead were rolling down in large pieces. But she remained restrained and did not make any noise.

Xiao Minglang saw that Huayan looked so painful, and he didn't ask the reason, and immediately opened his hand to block the wind for her.

It wasn't until after a while that she felt soothed and slowly got up. She pretended to be calm and raised her head, and found that Xiao Minglang opened his hands and surrounded her, without asking anything, silently accompanying her. Huayan smiled at him gratefully.

"I'm fine, thank you." She reluctantly said a few words.

After a long time, Xiao Minglang asked, "Are you better?" ”

Hua Yan sat down again, took a deep breath, and nodded.

"The girl's symptoms are somewhat similar to mine."

"You're chilling too?" Hua Yan asked, looking up.

"Occasionally, though, your symptoms seem to be more severe. Have you ever seen a doctor? ”

"I've seen it...... The doctor said there was no big problem. The painting said unnaturally.

Xiao Minglang took off his coat, draped it on Huayan's body, and said, "The rain hasn't stopped yet, let's wait for the rain to stop before leaving." ”

"Okay." Hua Yan rested his head on the pavilion pillar, and saw that the two swallows on the tree on the side kept flying around the branches, making a rapid scream, and felt strange, so he sat up straight and leaned forward, and found that a bird's nest had fallen under the tree, and there were three young chicks in the nest. The mournful cry of the birds made people feel distressed, and Hua Yan forced himself to stand up and walk towards the falling bird's nest.

Xiao Minglang grabbed the painting Yan who was about to walk out of the pavilion, "Where are you going?" ”

"I'm fine." Hua Yan smiled at him lightly, stepped forward to pick up the nest, and after making sure that the chick was not injured, she jumped on the slightly lower trunk of another almond tree, and with a leap of strength, put the nest back in its place. She was confident that a little pain would not prevent her from performing light skills, and this little thing only needed to use one or two successful powers of the wind and leaves. But she seems to be a little overconfident, after completing this series of actions, her physical strength has been a little exhausted, she hugged the trunk of the tree for a short rest, and after a little relief, it fell in place, the apricot blossoms on the tree shook vigorously, with the rain falling one after another, making it difficult to distinguish the figure of the flower rain for a while.

However, just as she was about to land, a pair of hands that came to the rescue in time picked her up and saved her from the danger of falling. From the unique fragrance of osmanthus wine in the Forgotten Dust Building, she could guess that the person who came to save her was Xiao Minglang.

Xiao Minglang hugged Huayan back to the pavilion, sat her down again, and said in a slightly reproachful tone: "I almost had another accident just now, you tell me, let me do it." You don't care about yourself too much, if you are like this, how can you get better? ”

I don't know what force surrounded her instantly, and a warmth suddenly surged in her heart, relieving the pain in her chest. She smirked and said, "If your light work were as good as mine, I wouldn't have done it myself." ”

Xiao Minglang put the fallen coat back on for the painting face, and said with a half-breath and a half-smile: "Who said that my light skills are not as good as yours?" ”

Huayan still said provocatively: "It's just not as good, if you are not convinced, we will compare!" ”

"It's good, it's better." Xiao Minglang smiled and agreed, not seeming to take it seriously.

Huayan immediately stood up and was about to walk outside the pavilion, but was pulled back by Xiao Minglang, "Who said it's better now?" You're not in good shape right now, and if you win, you won't be able to win. Come back and sit down, the rain hasn't stopped. ”

"Look, it's not even compared, so I'm afraid." Hua Yan came back and sat down, grimacing, and the two of them smiled happily.

Such a cheerful moment was something she hadn't felt for a long time, as if the world had been painted with bright colors again. Since when did her world not have such joy she pondered in laughter for a long time when she was still Mi Ziqing.

The rain outside the pavilion stopped at some point, and a faint ray of sunlight swayed in. The apricot blossoms in twos and threes, smelling laughter, also floated in, surrounding the two young people bathed in the sun, listening to the heart-warming moment.