Tang Li remembered the surprise when he first met, he wore a purple and gold crown with his hair, his eyebrows were tied with silver gilt and his forehead, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he was so beautiful that he looked like a fox fairy who came out of a painting.

There is vigor in the extravagance.

But the expression is superficial, although it is exquisitely beautiful, it is also beautiful on the surface.

Like a green bamboo with a hollow belly, a top-heavy reed, there is no inner support for it, the first glance is shocking, and the second glance is dull and tasteless.

Her eyes turned slightly, and her gaze fell on the young man who was chatting and laughing with everyone.

No, to be exact, he has faded from the youthful youthfulness and immaturity.

The facial features are more abundant than in the past, the eyes are narrow and long, and when they are slightly raised, the eyes are like a rain curtain on a spring day in the south of the Yangtze River, hazy and mysterious, and you can't see through what you are thinking.

He holds a wine glass in his hand, and when he laughs, his posture is casual, but not perfunctory, and he has a noble and elegant ruffian.

Or when listening quietly, there is less impetuous and rude in the past, and it is indifferent and gentle.

People are still the same people as before, but they are not the same anymore.

The atmosphere suddenly became lively, and as soon as Tang Li regained his mind, he met a few pairs of gossipy eyes.

She was a little surprised: "Why are you all looking at me like this?" ”

Zener winked at her and said, "We're counting how many love letters you've received in the past three years. ”

Tang Li smiled helplessly and funny: "What's the point of this? ”

Meng Juewen coaxed: "Of course there is, as far as I know, there are three people in the academy who send you love letters, no less than five people who send handkerchiefs, and those girls in the town, who send pastries and jade pendants, I can't count them on ten fingers, Master Tang, you are more popular than our four talents!" ”

"Oh? Is it? ”

A faint voice that couldn't hear the emotion sounded, and Meng Juewen and the others only felt a chill in their necks, and turned their heads with a squeak, and looked at Shang Ning Ye's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

A chill froze from the soles of his feet to the top of his head for no apparent reason.

Yuan Yifei shook his head, do you know why those girls' families ended up with nothing after confessing?

The reason is far away, close at hand.

Who can stand Ning Ye's death gaze?

Ning Yuchu glanced at Meng Juewen: "Don't focus on studying, thinking about the wind and snow all day long, presumably Dean Meng should be very concerned about the reason why you fell back three places in the last monthly exam." ”

Meng Juewen swallowed his saliva, picked up the chopsticks and greeted, "Everyone eats vegetables and eats vegetables." ”

Everyone couldn't help laughing, just because Ning Ye and Tang Ye had a good relationship, and they couldn't bear to see Tang Ye being teased, so they always came out to speak for her.

At this time, everyone's topic turned to Beijing to take the exam.

Yuan Yifei asked, "Ning Ye, when will you and Tang Ye leave?" Why don't you be with us? ”

Zong Rui echoed: "That's it, there are so many interesting people, we can play all the way back." ”

Tang Li received Ning Yuchu's eyes, and refused with a light smile: "I still have to do the handover here in the medical hall, and it will be delayed for a few days, I'm afraid I won't be able to walk with you." ”

Zhong Linyou expressed regret: "Then we can only go to the imperial capital to reunite." ”

When it comes to the imperial capital, except for Yuan Yifei and Ning Yuchu Tang Li, the rest of them have never been there, and they can't help but express their longing for the place they are about to go.

Yuan Yifei came to the momentum and introduced them vividly.

Which restaurant is the best, where the flowers are the most beautiful, where the scenery is the best, everyone listens to it with relish.

Ning Yu took a sip of wine, and those places had faded in his memory, and there was only a blurry image in retrospect.

It's just that I miss the imperial grandfather a little.