The rain became heavier and heavier at night, and even though I lived in a side house in the backyard, I could wake up from knocking on the door from time to time.

This is the place to enter Beijing after all, so it's no wonder that there are still guests in the middle of the night.

After waking up a few times and being woken up, Yuan Niang simply sat up and leaned on the head of the bed to look at the rainy night outside the window.

The rain hits the plantain and falls in the courtyard, and the moon dips the railing like water.

I don't know if that's the view outside.

Suddenly, on a whim, Yuan Niang put on her shoes, wore only a white inner skirt, and walked out of the house with a felt hat and a veil.

A gust of wind blew and fell on her body with rain, and Yuan Niang couldn't help but stand cold.

Half-covered in the moonlight in the clouds, there are no plantains in the courtyard, only an osmanthus tree.

"Warm incense blows the moon, a curtain of flower shadows" purple osmanthus is faintly visible on the tree, this poem is suitable.

In the quiet night of "Girl is a good scholar", a soft voice suddenly came from the dark, but it also startled Yuan Niang.

She looked at the past, only to see a figure slowly walking out of the corner, looking like a delicate spring flower, just like a shy, sideburns hanging low and obliquely inserting a jasper and phoenix hairpin, standing in the rain in a white dress, giving people an ethereal feeling.

Yuan Niang's mind suddenly burst out of Lan Mei said that the master and servant she saw in the kitchen, this woman should be the master, right?

It's just that it's so late, why is she in this courtyard?

Sima Ruyan also looked at the woman in front of her, and could only see the inner skirt with the texture of Luo Cui's soft yarn, and a felt hat covering the body and appearance of the blouse.

"I thanked the girl for the fried noodles before, the taste is excellent, and it warms my body." Seeing that the other party was silent, Sima Ruyan broke the silence.

This confirmed his guess, and Yuan Niang Weifu returned the salute, "The girl is polite, going out is just a gesture." ”

"Listen to the girl's accent not like the people in the capital? And I also know some talented girls in the capital, but I have never seen such a talented girl. Sima Ruyan was telling the truth.

The night and rain covered Yuan Niang's slightly red face, "You're polite, the night is cold, and the girl's body is afraid that she will be angry, so let's go back." ”

Looking at the dress, the hairpin on the bun in the unit is something that ordinary people can't afford to wear, and knowing the talented Qianxiaojin in Beijing, it makes Yuan Niang even more sure that the person in front of her is either rich or expensive.

Sima Ruyan glanced at her, "Today's girl's actions, Sima will not forget." ”

Holding a paper oil umbrella, the influence of the body gradually disappeared in the rain, and when she walked away, Yuan Niang found that there was one who had been standing in the dark, afraid that it was the girl, right?

Also, how could a big family let a girl come out alone.