The wind is getting stronger

Yun Lingfei could only use his hands to block the wind and sand in the sky.

The curtain of the sedan chair was blown open by the strong wind, and Yun Lingfei could vaguely hear a crisp scream coming from inside.

"Oops!"

On the ground, an embroidered handkerchief flew out of the sedan chair.

It was blown by the wind and staggered towards Yun Lingfei.

"Oh, my embroidered handkerchief! My embroidered handkerchief! ”

The voice is very anxious, helpless and sad!

"Isn't it just a handkerchief, scraped away, scraped away, as for being so nervous?" Yun Lingfei thought it was funny.

He shook his head, "Alas, women, that's how hypocritical. ”

Coincidentally, the embroidered handkerchief was impartial and happened to be scraped in front of Yun Lingfei.

Looking at the embroidered handkerchief that was about to continue to float away, thinking of the anxious voice just now, Yun Lingfei reached out and grabbed it.

The wind came quickly and walked quickly.

Soon, the wind died down.

The people who were panicked on the street just now returned to calm and lively.

The palanquin stopped, and a beautiful face peeked out of the window of the palanquin.

"Uncle Yang, look for it, see where my embroidered handkerchief is hanging? Come on! ”

The sound is like a silver bell, making people listen like a spring breeze.

Although Yun Lingfei only glanced at that beautiful face, this glance had already made his heart surge.

How can there be such a beautiful woman? How can the combination of facial features be so exquisite?

In particular, those eyes are like a deep pool, which makes people fall into it at a glance.

Yun Lingfei is not a person who has never seen a woman, and he can be regarded as a prodigal son in the love field who has been in the pile of women for many years.

But that glance just now made him unforgettable.

Yun Lingfei raised his hand and looked at the embroidered handkerchief he had just grabbed in his hand, the white embroidered handkerchief was embroidered with a few peony flowers, and there were two butterflies flying on the buds.

Yun Lingfei also noticed that on the lower left side of the embroidered handkerchief, a small "ring" character was embroidered.

The embroidery is so exquisite, it seems that people like it very much, so send it to her.

Yun Lingfei strolled towards the sedan chair.

However, before he could reach the sedan chair, four sedan chair drivers stood in front of him.

"Stop! What do you want to do? ”

Yun Lingfei smiled slightly, and shouted loudly: "This young lady, dare to ask if this is your embroidered handkerchief?" ”

Yun Lingfei raised his arm high and raised it towards the sedan chair.

"Quick, quick, show me!"

There were screams of surprise and joy from the sedan chair.

A sedan chair man walked over and stretched out his hand to Yun Lingfei: "Take it!" ”

Yun Lingfei still held his arms high.

He is 1.89 meters tall, and the tallest of the four palanquins is about 1.75 meters.

The sedan chair driver who can't reach it is very embarrassing; "You, bring it to me, do you hear it?"

A voice came from the sedan chair at this time: "Yang Laosan, be polite to others." ”

Hearing the beauty say this, Yun Lingfei lowered his arm and handed it to the palanquin man.

The sedan chair man named Yang Laosan hurriedly held it with both hands and sent it over to the people in the sedan chair.

Soon, a happy voice came from the sedan chair: "Great, it's the slave's handkerchief." Thank you! ”

Yun Lingfei also replied loudly: "No, you're welcome!" ”

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave. At this time, the person in the sedan chair spoke again: "Dare to ask the benefactor's surname?" ”

Yun Lingfei thought it was funny, isn't it just an embroidered handkerchief, and he gave me a benefactor.

He replied lightly: "Lingfei in the lower clouds!" ”

As soon as Yun Lingfei's words landed, the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted all of a sudden.

Out of the sedan chair came a plump girl.

I saw that she had a perfect facial contour, her skin was like nephrite cream, her eyebrows were like those of distant mountains, her long and thick eyelashes, her straight and straight nose, her thin and small lips, and she had a delicate and exquisite appearance.

What's even more memorable is her pair of peach blossom eyes, like a deep pool, which is soul-striking.

A red beauty mole between the two willow eyebrows, this mole not only did not affect her appearance, but made her more dazzling.

She stood there, her eyes soft and knotted, like duckweed floating in the water, ten thousand streamers. The black hair fluttered down like a pool, hanging crookedly on the right shoulder, and a purple hairband was tied at will.

Exhaling like a lan, she asked softly, "You are Yun Lingfei?" ”

Yun Lingfei had an urge to immediately embrace her in his heart, but on the surface, he still replied casually: "It's exactly below!" ”

I saw her move the lotus step lightly, walked up to Yun Lingfei and made a gesture: "Slave Yang Yuhuan, thank you Yun Gongzi!" ”

Who? Yang Yuhuan?

Yun Lingfei even wondered if he had heard it wrong?

But he immediately said to himself with great certainty that he had heard correctly, she was Yang Yuhuan!

No wonder she is so beautiful and unreasonable, it turns out that this is Yang Guifei who is "shy of the moon and shy flowers".

But at this time, she shouldn't be a concubine yet. It should be in the boudoir.

Yun Lingfei looked at Yang Yuhuan, who was still the eldest daughter of Huanghua in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the poem praising Yang Yuhuan: Yun wants clothes, flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon. If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon.

Although Yang Yuhuan's family background is now a little declining, she is a lady of the eunuch family after all, and her bones originate from the incense inheritance of the scholarly family, and the poetry and songs are all incomprehensible.

Of course, she could hear that Yun Lingfei was praising her, and she could also appreciate Yun Lingfei's talent revealed in these poems.

The rumors are true, this Yun Lingfei is really not only suave, but also talented!

Looking at the fiery eyes that Yang Yuhuan looked at him, Yun Lingfei certainly knew that the beauty had intentions for him.

But now Yun Lingfei has lost interest in Yang Yuhuan again.

On the one hand, although Yang Yuhuan's beauty is the best in the world, his figure is a big shortcoming.

It's a little too fat!

Of course, this is judged by Yun Lingfei according to the aesthetic standards of modern people.

On the other hand, Yun Lingfei knew that this Yang Yuhuan was going to be a concubine in the future, and she was Tang Xuanzong's beloved concubine.

He didn't dare to provoke her easily.

Thinking of this, Yun Lingfei also raised his hand and clasped his fist to salute: "You're welcome, it's just a gesture." Leave! ”

Yun Lingfei turned around and left after speaking, without a trace of nostalgia.

Yun Lingfei's approach made Yang Yuhuan feel novel.

You know, since she was fourteen years old, all the men who have seen her have been fascinated by her beauty.

As of this year, she is already 18 years old, and there is an endless stream of people who come to the house to propose marriage.

It's just that Yang Yuhuan didn't meet a man who could make his heart move.

All they covet is her beauty!

Unexpectedly, this Yun Lingfei who met today would abandon himself like a piece of disdain and disdain him.

This only aroused Yang Yuhuan's curiosity and enhanced her favorability towards Yun Lingfei.

Looking at Yun Lingfei, who had already walked away, Yang Yuhuan stood for a long time before getting into the sedan chair.

Several palanquin drivers have never encountered such a situation, and their own young lady will be thrown aside.

Yang Laosan stepped forward to offer courtesy: "Miss, do you want us to teach that kid a lesson." ”

Yang Yuhuan said angrily: "What are you talking about? Carry your palanquin. Go home! ”