Wind, Wind,

It's cold again.

Where will the crow find its way home?

Wind and rain thousands of mountain roads.

Sigh and listen to the snow,

There are words, there are no words,

Man is at the end of the world.

In the twilight rain and dusk, the Fengwu Pavilion is light like smoke, and the sound of the piano is curling.

Zhao Yu was stroking the piano and singing, his voice was ethereal, and his bowels were soft, and the singing voice seemed to come from the distant heavenly gods.

Hundreds of miles of peerless singing came, but the footsteps stopped under a hibiscus tree, looking up at the pavilion was stroking the piano and singing, looking infatuated, the black eyes were already obsessed.

Whispering in my ears. He couldn't help but close his dark eyes, and his thoughts flowed. At this moment, he felt as if he had returned to the past.

In the bright landscape, a girl dressed in red plays the jade flute. Fluttering butterflies, like elves transformed into musical notes, surround her, and the beauty of heaven and earth suddenly becomes a picture, and she is the focus of attention.

The wind passes, and the falling flowers are colorful, reflecting the handsome and unparalleled face under the tree, which is even more beautiful.

At the end of the song, the aftermath lingers.

Zhao Yu raised his eyes, and his gaze went straight to the hibiscus tree, the stunning man in the country, his eyes unscrupulously depicted his outline.

Baili peerless closed his eyes, not knowing whether he was intoxicated by the heavenly singing, or intoxicated by the person who stroked the qin.

The aftermath is gone, and everything is quiet.

Baili peerless opened his eyes, his gaze was like water, and his gaze was perfectly connected with hers.

Neither of them spoke, just looked at each other quietly.

Looking at each other across the flowers, lingering and compassionate.

Perhaps at this time, I feel that everything I say is superfluous, and those words are better than silent.

"Chonghua, you're back." In the end, it was Zhao Yu who broke the silence. She felt that if she continued like this, she would lose her soul.

"Hmm." Baili peerless replied lightly, and walked calmly to the pavilion.

Zhao Yu looked at the people who were slowly approaching, and there was no reason for a nervousness in his heart, and he couldn't help but straighten up.

"Minmin." Surrounded by warmth behind him, a low voice sounded in his ears, and the warm breath sprinkled on his ears and neck, causing a burst of numbness, Zhao Yu's body trembled, and his heart beat like thunder.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you play the piano and heard you sing. At this moment, I remembered my old ······ again." Baili peerless bowed his head and sighed, infinitely melancholy.

Zhao Yu may not be used to the grinding of his ears and temples at this moment, or maybe he is not used to the flirtatious numbness on his neck, he tilted his head slightly, intercepted his words gloomily, and sighed: "I forgot about it before, it's all in the past." ”

"Forget, how can you forget?" Baili's peerless eyes deepened, his voice was low, and he suddenly opened his mouth to grab her earlobe, biting wantonly.

"Ahh Zhao Yu exclaimed, and an indescribable electric current scattered into his limbs like a storm, as if something was about to gush out from the depths of his heart.

She couldn't help but struggle, but found that her waist was tight, and the whole person was pressed against his chest, unable to move.

"You ······"

As soon as she spoke, her lips were warm, and she could no longer speak, only a muttered voice.

"Do you want to forget, or have you forgotten ······?" The light voice was full of murderous anger.

"Let go of ······" The tingling and heat on his lips made Zhao Yu frown uncomfortably, his face was crimson, and his eyes were misty.

But Baili Jue didn't let her go, and his lips and teeth were wantonly entangled: "It seems that I really forgot, I don't mind letting you think about it again." His lips moved down her delicate chin, and finally stopped at her fair neck, where the slightly moving arteries were biting.

"Ahh Zhao Yu exclaimed again, tilting his head slightly, as if he wanted to avoid the destruction of his lips and teeth, but he didn't know that it was convenient for him.

"How could I have forgotten ······" Zhao Yuxiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and there was a hint of flattery in her voice.

"Minmin." Baili peerless raised his head and called her softly, his fingers tracing her graceful outline. Looking at her crimson face, bright red lips, spring eyebrows, and charming eyes, "You won't be the crow, you won't wander the world, I will always be by your side, forever." ”

Forever? Zhao Yu was in a trance, thinking of Her Royal Highness the princess who was as beautiful as a flower.

No, not forever.

No matter how entangled they are, the years are just a blink of an eye.

"We ······" Zhao Yu looked at the handsome and noble man in front of him, his eyes were shining, and he was as gentle as water, and finally stopped talking, sighed faintly, and smiled like a flower on his lips.

Baili peerless was confused by her smile, and for a while he didn't know what day it was, and there was only one thought in his mind, that is, to ask her.

His hand quietly moved to the buttons on the clothes on her chest, expertly unbuttoning them, one, two······

The coldness on his chest startled Zhao Yu, his face was even redder with blood, he grabbed his hand indiscriminately, and prayed in a panic: "No, Chonghua, don't be here." ”

The world is vast here, and there is no obstruction at a glance. How can such a thing be done?

Even if no one around dares to disturb them, but what about the righteousness of heaven and earth, and the shame of the soul, what kind of posture should they use?

Baili's peerless eyes dimmed, and at the same time, the sleeves of his clothes were raised, and the purple lotus appeared, and the light veil around the pavilion surrounded the entire pavilion as if it was alive, like a wall, blocking the view from the outside.

In the pavilion, the limbs of the two were intertwined, and they never died.

Outside the pavilion, I occasionally heard a groaning sound that seemed to be rapid and light.

This is the first time in six years that they have leaned on each other like this, the first time they have kissed so lingeringly, and the first time they have rubbed their ears and temples like glue······

Jingyue Xuan, the fragrance of tea is just right.

Zhao Yu and Qingfeng are playing chess, Zhao Yu holds the white son, and the light wind holds the black child.

On the chessboard, the two sons are entangled, and the situation is changing.

The light breeze twisted the chess pieces with her fingers, her eyebrows frowned, and she was undecided.

Zhao Yu smiled with a smile in his eyes, his expression was leisurely, and he drank tea from time to time, feeling comfortable.

These days, Zhao Yu is leisurely passing the time in the Hou Mansion. Baili peerless is sometimes very idle, and he accompanies her when he is free, and sometimes he is very busy, and when he is busy, he doesn't see anyone.

This kind of life made her feel both satisfied and panicked. What is satisfying is that her relationship with Baili peerless is picking up, and the panic is that the hatred in her heart is fading bit by bit.

"Ma'am, the breeze has lost." Just as Zhao Yu was distracted, Qingfeng put down the chess pieces in his hand and sighed.

Since that day, Baili Peerless has made the subordinates change their name for her.

Zhao Yu didn't seem to be used to this title, and he was a little stunned for a while, and then smiled for a while: "Accept." ”

"Thank you, Madame, for your mercy."

"No, I didn't show mercy." Zhao Yu hurriedly smiled and pleaded.

"Yes." After getting along during this time, she liked and respected the real hostess of the Hou Mansion very much, and when she saw her happy, she couldn't help but be happy in her heart, "Madame is hungry, so go and prepare snacks with a breeze." ”

"No need." Zhao Yu stood up and stretched his body, "I've been sitting for so long, my hands and feet are stiff, you go and get busy, I'll walk around the house casually." ”

"Okay, then the breeze will retreat." Qingfeng called a maid to serve Zhao Yu, and then retreated.

Zhao Yu waved away the maid and took a walk in the house in a snow-colored light fur. Passing through the orchid garden, I happened to meet Qing'er who was taking care of the flowers and plants.

"Qing'er, why are you doing it alone?" Zhao Yu didn't see anyone else, so she saw that she was taking care of the orchids in the garden alone, and couldn't help but ask.

"Mrs. Hui, these orchids have always been taken care of by the slave maid alone." Cher replied by moving a withered yellow spring orchid to another pot.

"That's ······" Zhao Yu remembered that when he was in Tiangui Mountain before, he also liked to plant some flowers and plants, and now when he saw the spring in the garden, his heart moved, and he said, "Qing'er, I'll help you." ”

When Qing'er heard this, she hurriedly said: "No need, madam, if the Hou Ye knows, the slave and maid will be punished, not to mention the noble status of the lady, how can she let you do such rough work." ”

Zhao Yu stepped forward, took a shovel, was eager to try, and said with a smile: "Qing'er, you're welcome, I'm really bored, just let me move my muscles." ”

"But ······"

"Don't do it, get to work." Zhao Yu smiled lightly. She hadn't been so quiet and calm for a long time, and she missed the old days.

"Well, ma'am, if you are tired, go and rest."

"Okay." Zhao Yu smiled slightly, and saw that this garden was full of all kinds of orchids in full bloom, and couldn't help asking, "Qing'er, isn't the best time for this orchid to open in spring and summer, why is it blooming so well when it's almost winter?" ”

Qing'er said with a smile: "Madame doesn't know, this is a wonderful method that Hou Ye came up with." He ordered the orchids to be planted in pots and placed in a room with a charcoal fire, so that the house was as warm as spring, and when the orchids bloomed, they were transplanted into the garden. It's just that the orchids wither after a while and have to be replaced, so the orchids in this orchid garden are consistent throughout the year. ”

Zhao Yu suddenly realized, and couldn't help but be amazed by this cultivation method.

"And where are the withered orchids going?"

Qing'er pointed to the pavilion behind the white wall that exposed the eaves, and said, "Put it in the attic." ”

"Okay." Zhao Yu nodded and helped move these dry orchids over.

By the time this was done, it was just noon. Baili Peerless has not come back yet, Zhao Yu simply ate a little heart, and then went back to the room to rest.

Today's weather is also gloomy, even darker and darker than the previous days, and the mountain rain is about to come. People are also bored for no reason, Zhao Yu wanted to take a nap but couldn't sleep, so he simply walked slowly towards the library by himself, wanting to read books to pass the time.

She pushed open the door of the library and walked in, and as soon as she closed the door, she felt the sound of the wind in her ears, and she wanted to dodge in shock, but it was too late, and she lost consciousness with a pain in her neck.

In the extremely dim light, a tall and tall figure reached out and scooped her into his arms, and his voice was low and frivolous: "Zhao Meiren, we meet again." ”

At the same time, the sound of swords intersecting came from the entire Hou Mansion.

"Qing'er, where's Madame?" The breeze shot like an arrow from a string, and asked sharply.

Qing'er's face turned pale, and she said in a trembling voice: "Madame is still in the attic where the orchids are placed." ”

As soon as he heard the light breeze, he carried light skills, like a roc spreading his wings, ran towards the attic, kicked open the door, and called urgently: "Madam, ma'am, are you alright?" ”

But there was silence in the attic, and there were other sounds.

The breeze was in a hurry, and he hurriedly searched the attic carefully, but there was still no figure of Zhao Yu.

"Oh no, something happened to Madame." Qingfeng's face changed, and he hurriedly ran out of the house.

However, she walked too quickly, and she didn't notice the triumphant smile and the coldness in the eyes of the servant girl who called Qing'er.