Chapter 218 Bosom Friend
The moonlight is hazy, the melodious sound of the piano comes, and the tune is cheerful, like a clear spring hitting a stone, and the autumn rain drops steps. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Many people stopped outside the Huayue Building, and several young people in Chinese costumes shaking folding fans were curious, they rarely heard the sound of Yu Youwei's piano on weekdays, even if there was an occasional song, it was either a little melancholy, or it did not contain any emotion, and it was rare to see such a cheerful tune today.
A red-clothed woman walked out of Huayue Tower with her hands in her hands, and the maid in green clothes followed her.
"Master, can you rest assured that the young master will be left there alone?"
They only sat in Yu Youwei's incense pavilion for a while, although Yu Youwei tried her best to hide, Sun Yao could still see that she had a good impression of Lu Hong, but she was lukewarm to herself, knowing that she would backfire on the side, she and Qing'er said goodbye first, leaving Lu Hong alone.
Sun Yao glanced upstairs and said with a smile: "If you are a man, can you bear to be in the same room with a lonely man and a widow with the fish girl?"
Qing'er smiled: "Don't say it's a man, I may not be able to bear it as a girl",
Sun Yao smiled: "Yes, they will still treat each other politely tonight, it will be difficult to say in the future, see if Hong'er can control it himself, you are worried about him, I am afraid that he will be more restless than you",
Qing'er snorted: "What's wrong with him fidgeting, it's not Yanagishita Megumi, I'm afraid I'm afraid that I can go away from him......",
His face turned red, and he didn't say anything more.
Sun Yao smiled: "You are so relieved, why don't you go up and look at him?"
"I don't want it",
......
The warmth in the incense pavilion is melting, the faint fragrance is diffused, the sound of the piano is in the ears, and the red Luo curtain here, the carved carpet just constitutes a picturesque beauty; in the eyes of ordinary people, the so-called paradise, the fairyland on earth is nothing more than that, but at this time Lu Hong, who is sitting in danger, feels restless.
The woman in front of her is both beautiful and elegant, and ordinary people can't help but feel ashamed of themselves when they see her, although Lu Hong doesn't feel this way, but he still feels pressured to be in the same room with such a woman at night, and the smell of the strange fragrance into his nose makes him have to separate a trace of spiritual power to fight.
After Yu Youwei finished playing the song, Lu Hong hurriedly stroked his hand and smiled: "It's good, it's good, it's really ..... I don't understand the rhythm of the music, but this song by the fish girl sounds like spring is coming when the ice and snow melt, a hundred flowers are blooming, and everything is sprouting, which is refreshing".
He wanted to say "the sound of nature", but there was a lack of words about music and rhythm, and he couldn't think of anything else, so he could only talk nonsense at the moment, half-truths and half-truths.
Yu Youwei said with a smile: "In the past, Yu Boya stroked the qin, and passed by during the Zhongzi period of carrying firewood, and the clouds were 'towering like mountains, and the ocean was like rivers and seas', and Yu Boya was introduced as a confidant;
"In this way, Youwei and Lu Gongzi can also be regarded as confidants",
Lu Hong naturally knew the story of Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi, but this had no resemblance to the two of them at all, and he was a little flattered by her quotation.
He naturally didn't know that Yu Youwei usually had a calm and plain temperament, and the word "confidant" had never been said to anyone, even Feng Tian and she only made friends with each other.
Lu Hong smiled and didn't answer her words.
Yu Youwei asked the maid to add him a cup of tea, and said, "Master Lu, is that Miss Sun really your master?"
She asked as if she had not intended it.
Lu Hong nodded and said: "She is my enlightenment teacher, and I rely on her careful cultivation today."
Yu Youwei said: "It is said that famous teachers produce high apprentices, Lu Gongzi is the first person in the sword world today, and he is famous all over the world, but Miss Sun doesn't seem to be famous."
Lu Hong said with a smile: "The wind has no trace, Duanmu gives a sword saint and a sword god, doesn't no one know who they are taught from?
Yu Youwei smiled: "But I know that Gongzi is a master disciple of the Sword Red Mansion and a son-in-law of Qingqiu Kingdom."
Lu Hongdao: "I don't know who the girl's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are taught by?"
"What's this?",
Yu Youwei's eyes moved, and said with a smile: "Since ancient times, heroes don't ask where they come from."
Lu Hong couldn't help but smile heartily, only then did he feel that this woman was quite interesting; then Yu Youwei did not stroke the piano for him again, but talked with her with great interest, she was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, female needlework, and even knew a little about the three teachings and nine streams, but since she was a child in Huayue Building, she rarely went out, so her experience was slightly shallow; Lu Hong was diametrically opposed, on piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he was far behind in the book and articles, but since he was a child, he traveled south and north, he had a wide range of knowledge, he was eloquent, and he was unconsciously attracted to each other in conversations.
The night was like silver, and quietly the sound of a watchman came from outside the window, Lu Hong realized that the sky was already the second watch, and he talked with Yu Youwei for a few more words and got up to say goodbye.
"It's not early, the girl rests, and if you have time another day, you can find the girl to have tea together."
Yu Youwei was a little surprised, she was always the first to chase away customers, and very few people took the initiative to leave, nodded, thought about it a little and got up and said, "I'll send you",
"Don't bother the girl, the coming day is long, and there is time",
Yu Youwei shook her head with a smile, put on her coat and walked downstairs with him.
When she got downstairs, everyone downstairs suddenly looked sideways, and the originally slightly noisy Huayue Building was quiet for most of the time, Lu Hong felt quite uncomfortable, but Yu Youwei didn't care, and kept sending him to the door, watching his back gradually disappear on the side of the street before turning around again.
When I returned to Huayue Tower, I felt a trace of reluctance in my heart.
When did he mean "I'm free another day"?
After she went upstairs, she couldn't help but talk about it, all discussing that Lu Hong didn't know what was so special, the fish girl actually treated him like this, you must know that even the eldest son of the Feng family has never been so polite......
She woke up very early the next day, and she slept until noon on weekdays, but today for some reason she didn't feel so sleepy, and when she sat in front of the dressing mirror and dressed up, she suddenly saw the soft couch in the mirror, and the movements of her hands were a little slower.
"Girl, Wei Gongzi asks to see, don't you know if the girl is free?",
The bustard's voice came from outside the door.
"Missing",
Yu Youwei said.
What she said was very simple, and the old bustard couldn't help but wonder, in the past, Wei Hua often ate her closed-door soup when she asked to see her, but she mostly had a plain tone, and today for some reason she seems to be a little bored.
Although it is not obvious, the old bustard is such a good person who is good at observing words and feelings, and he did not say much at the moment, and went downstairs to refuse for her.
In the afternoon, the bustard came up again, saying that it was "Lu Hong asks to see".
"Mom, please come up to Mr. Lu",
Unexpectedly, her little maid immediately opened the door, and the old bustard was thoughtful, and was about to go downstairs to hear her say again: "Mom, don't accept his face money when Lu Gongzi comes in the future, just take it from me", (to be continued.) )