Shang Cai, March 3. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Last night's light rain ended the night, gently patting the window of the dawn moon, and whispering softly.

When the day dawns, Shangcai City is completely locked for the fog, like the misty smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River. In the east courtyard of the county office, the laurel tree is condensed, the beads hang on the branches, and the crystal drips through. Qingyan came from the corridor, holding a basin of hot water in his arms, and his cheeks were smoky with heat, like cherry blossoms. When the skillful step passed through the laurel cage, the green silk slightly brushed the shallow technique, and suddenly the raindrops fell as a curtain, soaking the skirt slightly cool.

Smiled slightly, wiped the fine sweat on the forehead, green silk stepped on the water steps to the outside of the Xiangfei curtain, rolled the curtain with one hand, stepped forward, stayed in the inner room, rubbed each other's feet, and the feet were soft, and then, put the water basin on the side of the dresser, turned his head to see the mustard fragrance, and walked lightly to the side of the low case, and the overnight ash was gone, and the new fragrance was rekindled.

"Qingyan ......" snow veil curtains, the limbs are graceful, Xuan, like a jade lotus root poking out the veil, intending to hang the curtain.

"Little lady, come on."

Qing Yan got up quickly, hung the snow yarn on the couch hook, and smiled sideways: "The little lady got up so early, if it was usual, the little lady would definitely sleep for another half an hour." Little lady, today is the Shangsi Festival, and the people in the city are all going to the Ru River, shall we go too? ”

"March 3rd, Shangsi Festival, You Si is eighteen......" Qiao Yousi has an excellent complexion, a pink face and shallow cherry blossoms, and his eyes are clear and not like things, which is enough to recognize the shadow of people.

"Eighteen ......"

Hearing this, Qing Yan was suddenly startled, and the hand holding the small hand stove shook, and the hand stove almost fell to the ground from the hand, tossing and turning several times, before holding it steady, and then, coming back to his senses, hurriedly looked at the little lady. Qiao Yousi looked as usual, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Qingyan was even more shocked in her heart, usually the little lady woke up and was ignorant, but today it was abnormal, and after thinking about it again, her chest was so blocked that she couldn't breathe, she quickly took a breath, forced herself to press, knelt in front of the bed, handed the hand stove to the little lady, picked up the blue silk shoes on the side of the bed, and pretended to be relaxed and cheerful while wearing shoes for the little lady: "Yes, today's little lady is eighteen, later, Qingyan combs a beautiful ......bun for the little lady" said, raised his head, turned his eyes, bent his mouth and smiled: "Little lady, Let's comb the double-ring lop ear bun, wear the nine-tailed snow lotus step shake, and re-embroider the plum pattern on the forehead, okay? ”

Qiao Yousi tilted his head, his snow fingers groped for the rose pattern on the stove, his eyes flashed, and he said softly: "In the first year of Taixing, Tiger Hill in Wu County, the Shangsi Festival continued, and the beautiful cranes in Huating were flowing in the winding water, and they won a good reputation. At that time, he stood by the water, raised his lamp to invite the moon, wandered under the peach, and quietly observed. Then, he was alone on the stone, debating with others, wandering under the cliff, and silently drawing. That year, the peach blossoms were so fragrant, and it had been four years, but the fragrance was like a ...... around the nose" The corners of the mouth smiled lightly, and the eyes were soft.

Qingyan was flustered, helped the little lady to the dresser, picked up the green tooth comb on the stage, took the little lady's long hair in her arms, combed it from head to tail, looked at the snow like a waterfall, her chest hurt, but her mouth said: "Yes, the maid also remembers that at that time, Liu Langjun was so beautiful, like a jade inlay ......painting" said, dipping the comb in water, wiping the black snow, and muttering: "However, no matter how beautiful Liu Langjun is, it is not as beautiful as the little lady's painting...... Little lady, let's wear Zhuhua Sheng, okay? Liu Langjun said, and when Chunnong is waited, let's go back to Jiangnan ......"

"Zhuzhu Huasheng, A-Niang, Aunt Liu......"

Qiao Yousi stared at the face in the bronze mirror, his eyes fluttered, and he nodded slightly, and then held the small hand stove of golden silk nanmu in front of him, his cheeks were lightly pressed against the warmth of Xu Xu, and he murmured in a shallow voice: "Qingfeng Lao Tao has a saying, You Si will die in eighteen, and today, You Si is eighteen." ”

"Flutter ......"

With a muffled sound, the green tooth comb fell. Qingyan was suddenly shocked, his eyes were filled with tears, he quickly pinched his waist, retracted the tears, picked up the wooden comb tremblingly, dipped it in the water, and said with a smile: "Little lady, don't believe in that crazy old way, his people must have complained that Qingyan threw him with a mud comb and caused him to eat a mouthful of mud, so he talked nonsense." Now, the little lady is eighteen! The eyes were like apricots, the silver teeth were bitten, and the last sentence was extremely heavy.

"Life can also be helped, and the relatives are self-despised; Yao Lingyun is a heavenly machine, and the four festivals are passed away. The words of the old man are true, Sister Ah died at the age of eighteen, and Brother has been dead for four years. I'm Qiao's family, I'm happy to be blessed with a thin ......" Qiao Yousi said indifferently, his eyes were quiet, and his cheeks were gently rubbed with his hands.

Qingyan tried her best to endure the heartache, coiled up the little lady's long hair, picked up a snow-colored ribbon, gently tied the rest of the silk behind her back, and said softly: "The little lady is smart and different from ordinary people, why do you believe such crazy words." Spring is already strong, and Liu Langjun will not return soon. His eyes lit up, and he continued: "Maybe I will return today, and later, the little lady Dai Huasheng will definitely be extremely beautiful." Back then, when Liu Langjun saw the little lady Dai Huasheng, he secretly touched his nose. ”

"Puff ......" Qiao Yousi hugged his knees in his arms, tilted his head, put his face against the stove, and smiled, remembering that in the past years in Huating, someone kept peeping at himself, but he still pretended to be a polite gentleman.

Seeing the little lady smiling, Qingyan smiled, walked to the corner of the room, uncovered the wooden box engraved with the angry lotus, took out the rose brocade box, stepped to the little lady's side, and opened the brocade box inch by inch.

Qiao Yousi stretched out his hand and touched the delicate and complicated Huasheng, blinked his black and white shocking eyes, and said softly: "Aunt Liu treats You Si very well, he, he treats You Si very well, and he is also very good......

Qingyan smiled: "Yes, Liu Langjun looks at the little lady differently from others, otherwise, how can he come every day with a cheeky face and be willing to be a disciple." Little lady, another day, let's not let him in, let him, let him go outside to the pillars......"

"Gege ......" Qiao You Si laughed coquettishly, put the small hand stove on his knees, his cheeks lightly rested on it, his eyes were slow, and his cheeks were dyed inch by inch, which was extremely charming. Obviously thinking about it, Liu Nong hugged the corridor pillar and kissed him.

Qingyan's heart was slightly relieved, kneeling behind the little lady, taking out Hua Sheng, first solidifying the cloud sideburns on the hairpin, and then, slowly moving to the little lady, the fifteen wisps of tassels and phoenix heads were skillfully placed on the cloud temples. Qingyan's eyes were confused, and she said softly: "The little lady is so beautiful, if I am Liu Langjun, I will pity it for nothing." ”

Qiao Yousi's eyelashes trembled, and he said lightly: "As the years get older, your face will change." People are no different, but souls are different. ”

Qingyan tilted her head, thought about it, seemed to understand whether she understood or not, so she picked up the Luan wing, gently inserted it into the two ends of the little lady's bun, silver and white like cicada wings, trembling slightly, trembling slightly, squinting her eyes, straightening the Luan wing, and said softly: "Liu Langjun is greedy, he likes the little lady, but he marries the Lu girl." I have wronged our lady, and I will marry the righteous daughter of the Lu family again. As he spoke, he said angrily: "When he returns, Qingyan will be born for the little lady......"

"Floating like a dream, like a dream of a dream, that is, like a floating cloud and a dog, but a cloud mirror flower. The Qiao family only has a brother and You Si, and You Si will not care about the name outside the body. Qiao Yousi put his hands on his cheeks, his chin rested on the hand stove, staring at the person in the mirror, his eyes were as deep as the sea.

Qingyan was stunned for a moment, slowly, carefully took out the tail of the warbler, turned to the back of the little lady, tied the nine silk beads to the back of her head, straightened the green silk behind her back, heard the sound of the ring, but asked in her mouth: "If so, why does the little lady ......?"

"Why ......"

Qiao Yousi's eyes narrowed, put the hand stove on the dressing table, and slowly got up, in a moment, accompanied by the willow waist slowly, the snow veil rolled all over his body, and the graceful Huasheng trembled slightly, the beauty was indescribable, and it was difficult to write a book. Oh, turning his eyes outward, the rain outside the window, so he stretched out his hand out of the window, catching the cool drizzle, and his voice was calm: "If what the breeze said is true, You Si will die on this day." If he dies, he will mourn. However, if You Si is not married, maybe, maybe it will not be ......"

"Little lady!!"

Qing Yan snorted, knelt on the ground, trembled, tears burst out of her eyes, looked at the cold little lady by the window, and said in a trembling voice: "Why did the little lady say this? The little lady just said that people are no different, but the soul is different. Liu Langjun cherishes the little lady, lest the little lady be wronged. If the little lady goes, no matter whether she marries or not, Liu Langjun will be ...... painfully"

Hearing this, Qiao Yousi's hand shook slightly, turned his head slowly, looked at Qingyan, and said with a light smile: "Life, time." Smiling again today, or sad tomorrow. Now, You Si is eighteen, presumably, what Qingfeng Lao Tao said can't be true. ”

"Ran, yes, that old Dao is a crazy Daoer, and when Liu Langjun returns, Qingyan will definitely inform him of this, and when he returns to Jiangnan, Liu Langjun will definitely arrest him and reprimand him!" Qingyan made a stack of sounds, laughed with tears, wiped the corners of his eyes, but wiped more and more, secretly thrust his waist again, sniffed, and said with a forced smile: "Little lady, shall we go to the Ruhe?" ”

Qiao Yousi smiled: "Don't worry, the rain is like a cloud, and it is difficult to open for a while." Looking at this rain, a scene suddenly appeared in my heart, and I put "Shangcai April" under the eaves, and I added a few more strokes. ”

"Hey......"

Qingyan secretly glanced at the little lady, and saw that the little lady was holding her hands on her waist, her complexion was warm, and her eyes were like water; Secretly relieved in his heart, he immediately walked out of the inner room and took out "Shangcai April", intending to move the case out of the room, but he couldn't do it because he was weak, so he walked out lightly to find Hongxiao.

Tilt less, go and return, and together with Hongxiao, put the black peach case under the dripping eaves, returned to the room, and said with a smile: "Little lady, the case has been placed." ”

Unheard.

"Little Lady ......"

Qingyan held the screen, one step, one step to the inner room, at a glance saw the little lady kneeling in the reed mat, bending her knees in front of her arms, fragrant cheeks leaning on her knees, golden silk nanmu small hand stove, quietly lying on the corner of the skirt, on the side of the dresser, there is a snow paper, a line of silk hairpins on the book: with you for a year, it is better than eighteen years old.

Little lady, little lady asleep......

……

"Drive, drive......"

Foggy and rainy, his face hit his eyes, he couldn't tell the tears or the rain, Liu Nong beat the horse crazy, and waited to be inserted into the North Five Outposts, without a moment's pause, he crashed into Shangcai like a gallop, crossed the willow road, and went straight to Fengcheng.

When he ran to the city, he saw that in the rain, Hongxiao came silently, and when he got closer, his body was weak, and he knelt on the ground inch by inch.

The red shadow is like a lonely soul, and the voice is sad.

"He, why is it ......"

Liu Nong's eyes were sudden, and he muttered silently, Xuan Yi, smiled miserably, and rolled off the horse...... (To be continued.) )