No matter how straight it is.

Ouyang Rong also knows that women like romantic surprises.

Following the direction pointed by Da Lang, Ouyang Rong carried a red umbrella, walked through the corridor, and came to a lakeside in the back garden under the starry night.

He looked up and saw two courtyards standing in front of him.

There is a boudoir in both courtyards.

The two boudoirs on the lakeside in front, among them, in the boudoir on the left, the boudoir is brightly lit, looking through the paper window, there is a faint silhouette of a woman, and the courtyard door is open.

In the boudoir on the right, the black light is blinding, and the courtyard door is closed, quiet.

The two boudoirs, one bright and one dark, are contrasting and quite conspicuous on the lakeside.

Ouyang Rong heard Xie Lingjiang chatting and said that just like in the Su Mansion in Longcheng County, in the Xunyang Palace, she and Li'er lived next to each other, each with an independent boudoir.

It seems to be true.

"Found it."

Ouyang Rong bowed his head slightly.

With light hands, he deliberately bypassed the brightly lit boudoir on the left and came to the door of the silent boudoir on the right.

Ouyang Rong put the fiery red oil-paper umbrella and leaned against the closed courtyard gate, turned around and left.

After taking a few steps, he paused slightly, and turned his head to look at the red umbrella leaning against the door panel in front of the door.

I looked at the sidewalk in front of the dark courtyard that seemed to be crowded with people during the day.

Go to the boudoir on the left, and it seems that you will also pass the road at the entrance of the little sister's boudoir.

Ouyang Rong returned to the door, took the umbrella again, and now there was no one around, he glanced at the courtyard wall of the little junior sister, and in an instant, he climbed over the wall with the umbrella.

Turning into the courtyard, Ouyang Rong looked left and right, and in the night, he could roughly see that there were swings, piano tables, pitchers and other interesting things in the courtyard.

The little sister also opened up a small field in the southeast corner of the yard, and a cluster of chrysanthemums in full bloom stood upright, very elegant.

Ouyang Rong smiled, walked to the boudoir with only two lanterns hanging in front of the door, and put the red umbrella down again.

Leaning against the white wall next to the door.

Exhaled lightly, turned and walked away.

"Well, look at how many umbrellas I've made before you come back."

……

I'm a little tired from the wrapper.

Xiushuifang, a well-decorated mansion, in a luxurious lobby where poetry is sung and sung.

She knelt on the top mat and looked at the ladies and gentlemen at the banquet below, their pretty faces under the light veil, showing a hint of tiredness and tedium.

Li'er got up suddenly, found an excuse softly, and left this regularly held poetry club gathering in advance.

The ladies and gentlemen at the banquet looked at her noble back in a daze, their expressions were staggered, lost, or worried......

Li'er didn't care about any of that.

Perhaps in the usual daytime, when she was full of energy, she would also be polite and polite Corporal Lixian to take care of everyone's feelings.

But now, the Yaji Poetry Meeting of the Juhua Poetry Society, which she casually tinkered with, has held so many sessions, and she is really a little impatient.

Surrounded by a group of beautiful maids, walking on the corridor, he rubbed his slightly frowning eyebrows with plum makeup from his fingers.

She glanced at the sky outside the porch, lowered her eyes slightly, and murmured, "It's still too late." ”

"Your Highness, where are we going now?"

"Go home."

"Yes."

In a few moments, there was a carriage pulled by four tall horses on the street, which drove slowly towards the Xunyang Palace.

On the smooth carriage, there are bright lights, and they lean on the cushions after they are lazy.

After a moment of silence, she took out a booklet, and wrote it with a brush dipped in ink.

This little princess with plum blossom makeup wrote while reading softly:

"Yangzhou Chen Shiyin, Yelang is arrogant, strong on the outside, and overwhelmed......

"Hongzhou Yue Ziang, fierce as fire, straightforward and fast-talking, but lonely and unplanned, jealous but incompetent, but this person hates the Great Zhou, strongly supports the restoration and departure, the attitude is firm, depending on the situation, can barely be used.

"Taiyuan, Wei Wenchuan, the brother of the Wei family, perverse and evil, slippery and treacherous, mainly too speculative, this person cannot be introduced, and he cannot be allowed to stay by his father and Dalang's side.

"Another day, I have to find a reason not to be held against and send ...... away"

Holding the scroll in one hand, twisting the pen in the other, and from time to time using an ink-stained brush, on the scroll in his hand, draw circles.

I saw that on this booklet, the little girl was beautiful and upright, and the names of people were densely recorded.

There are many names on it, which are directly crossed out by an ink horizontal, and there are also a few names that have been circled at random, and they seem to be to be determined.

This is the result of Libao'er's lonely and reserved temperament since the end of last year, and he has participated in dozens of boring literary meetings and been busy for a month or two.

Among the scholars and talents she has met, except for three or two people, they are qualified and can barely be used, and they can join the Juhua Poetry Society that she was looking forward to establishing.

The others are crooked melons and cracked dates, which are unbearable and difficult to make big things.

Don't say a world-shattering talent, don't compare with Ouyang Lianghan in her brother's study.

But Libao'er felt that this huge Xunyang City in Jiangzhou gathered scribes from all over Jiangnan Province, as well as so many derogatory officials and frustrated scholars from Tianya Cape,

If she casts the net so widely, she can at least get a few pieces of jade, and she can also use it for polishing.

As a result, the more I came into contact with the wrapper, the more disappointed I was at the bottom of my eyes.

A few days ago, she suddenly felt that most of these scholars were not as interested to her as the smart, quick-witted, and city-like white-haired girl in Ouyang Lianghan's house.

Throwing away the roster and tossing it onto the soft carpet, she lifted the curtain with her little finger and stared at the lights outside.

A few teeth away from the wrap bit his lip flap lightly, and he was stunned for a while.

It seems that not all the officials who have been demoted to Jiangzhou are like Ouyang Lianghan, the pearl is covered with dust, and the dragon is in the abyss.

And their family, it is good luck to be able to meet him at a low point when he is living in Dragon City.

It's like a child picking up a pearl on the side of the road and taking it home safely.

In addition, there may also be the cause and effect of the proverb of the old Taoist of the Shangqing Sect.

"Is it the noble man of fate...... The hidden dragon is in the abyss, and the bright moon comes out, and he resigns as an official, and gives his name to the bright moon...... Prosperity and tribulation......"

The lights on the side of the street flickered on Li'er's beautiful face.

She looked out the window at the night for a while, as if she had figured something out, and suddenly turned her head:

"Hurry up, hurry up."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The groom and the maid outside immediately said yes.

A certain bun-faced little maid was not by Li'er's side, and in the middle of the banquet not long ago, she talked about the topic of a certain poetry sect, and was sent back by her to find a lone book of poems.

It doesn't seem to be needed at the moment.

Leaving Bao'er to leave the poetry meeting, Qiushui's eyes brightened, and he looked at the Xunyang Mansion faintly exposed in the distance.

It has not yet arrived, and the time for regular discussions that Ouyang Rong agreed with their family before should be in time.

"Well, I'm not going to worry about that for now,"

The little girl in plum blossom makeup pressed the corner of her lower lip and pouted and muttered:

"It's really rude to transfer the gifts given by others to other women, and don't say hello, so this princess also let you go once, and you were absent a few days ago, which is considered two clear, Ouyang Lianghan."

She nodded in satisfaction.

Before Yuanzheng's Chinese New Year's Eve, after the Xie family's sister's birthday banquet, the Xie family's sister returned to the boudoir at night, preparing to close the window and sleep on the boudoir, Yu Guang saw the smiling Xie family's sister wearing a fox white shawl on her shoulders, and did not know what she experienced at the birthday banquet.

This fox white shawl was originally selected by Libao'er "reluctantly" at the request of his mother and given to Ouyang Lianghan.

This also caused her to close the window much louder that night, but I don't know if Xie Lingjiang found out.

Anyway, after that day, it was two days away from the frost on Bao'er's pretty face, and later in a study night plan, she also "coincidentally" participated in the literary meeting in Chaisang Fang and couldn't come back.

After two teas, the carriage that Li Bao'er was riding drove into the low-key and low-luxury back door of the vast Xunyang Palace.

"Bao'er is back? Why so early? ”

As soon as she entered the flower hall from Bao'er, she took off the goose-yellow silk and handed it to the beautiful maid who was standing, and saw her mother greet her with a smile.

Wei Mei happened to be in the flower hall.

"Well, the meeting ended early, and I came back when I had nothing to do."

Away from the impermanence of the wrapper-like answer, she asked quietly:

"Hasn't he come yet? When will it start. ”

As she spoke, the two beautiful maids walked in, skillfully put on a warm light green Uesugi shirt for the little girl with plum blossom makeup who went home, changed her clothes from the wrap, and walked towards the door, wanting to go to the study.

But immediately heard the shaking of the mother behind him:

"Bao'er, Tanlang just left, he came a little early today, and when he saw that you weren't there, he started ...... early"

Away from Bao'er's footsteps paused slightly.

A few beautiful maids standing at the door seemed to see the expression of a certain little highness, and quickly lowered their heads and buried their chests, as if they didn't dare to look more.

Inside and outside the flower hall, as she stopped, it was quiet for a while.

"Wrapped ......"

"Oh." Li'er suddenly responded, turned his head and smiled lightly at his mother:

"I'm a little tired today, my daughter went back to rest, good night to my mother."

The Wei Mei and the few women in the flower hall looked curiously at the back of Bao'er calmly and as usual.

Leaving the flower hall and returning to the boudoir all the way, his face expressionless.

The pace is getting faster and faster, and the pace is getting faster and faster.

There is a night breeze blowing from the river, and the wind chimes hanging on the eaves of the promenade jingle and the sound is crisp, but they can't catch up with her footsteps.

Around the corner ahead, the figure of a little maid with a bun face suddenly appeared.

Caishou walked towards him with a book of poems.

just crossed the corner, and as soon as they took a photo, the two passed by.

Miss?

Caishou only felt the cold wind blowing on his face, was stunned, and took two more steps by inertia before turning back to his little head and shouting to the quiet back of Li'er:

"Miss, why did you come back? Is the collection over so soon, well, the slave maid has found the only copy of "Wuliu Poems" that the sons of the poetry club want to see. ”

A certain unjust little girl who ran for nothing held a lonely book, and her little short legs hurriedly turned around, trotting to catch up with the pace of her own young lady's six relatives who did not recognize.

"Miss." She scratched her head and asked carefully, "Is it too late for the slave to find and delay the Yaji?" ”

Li'er was silent.

Caishou sighed: "Xie Xiaoniang borrowed it last time, I don't know where she put it, and the person is not there, the slave maid and the green bead searched for a long time in her study before they found it." ”

He suddenly stopped from Bao'er, turned his head and asked, "You say, has this princess offended Ouyang Lianghan?" ”

A serious inquiry without a beginning or end made Caishou's words stuck, she looked at her young lady's calm face, and asked in a low voice:

"Why is Miss asking this, Ouyang Gongzi, he made you angry again?"

"No, just curious."

Li Bao'er shook his head and corrected: "This princess is not angry, what is this princess angry to do, she can't do it." ”

After speaking, she continued to stare into the eyes of the personal maid, as if waiting for the answer to the question just now.

Caishou swallowed and struggled to organize the following words:

"Miss is kind and graceful, virtuous and elegant, weak and amiable, knowledgeable, how can she offend other men, it must be Ouyang Gongzi who misunderstood, or, or maybe he is too much."

Li'er nodded: "Yes, this princess thinks so too." Then he's inexplicable. ”

After speaking, she didn't take the lone book of poems handed by Caishou and turned to leave.

Li'er continued to return to the boudoir, but his footsteps finally slowed down and returned to some normal.

After coming to Xunyang City, Jiangzhou, she faintly noticed that Ouyang Lianghan was deliberately ignoring and indifferent her.

Li Bao'er thought about it carefully, and found that except for the bowl of water that floated half of the intestines, there was nothing to offend him.

In order to invite him to the palace as a staff officer, she was pampered and pampered to cook with her mother and make ice drinks to relieve the heat.

Those chilled watermelons were all small-seeded melons that she rolled up her skirt and squatted in the field to pick carefully.

And Ouyang Lianghan entered the mansion for the first time, and walked into Brother Lifusu's study to seek work with an attitude, and he didn't know who to guard against in the open and secret, and who to warn in advance.

I endured it and didn't care about it, anyway, my brother and her mother were siblings, and the brother and sister had a deep relationship.

Since she was a child, although she is delicate and likes to bully her honest and honest brother, she never allows outsiders to bully her brother.

He came up with a plan to build a floating tower in Donglin Temple and create auspicious rui, and she didn't say a word to cooperate with all the birthday gifts and the money treasury in the boudoir.

He was promoted to the governor of Jiangzhou, and she followed her father and brother to send the promotion gift together, and deliberately visited Xunyang East City, carefully selecting a rare fox white fur shawl from Liaodong without any variegation and giving it away.

Before that, Libao'er had never given gifts to any man other than her father and brother, and it was someone else's birthday gift to her.

But what did he get in the end, wasn't it still his contempt that he turned a blind eye to.

Now in the routine discussion night meeting of Xunyang Palace, he didn't wait for a moment, and excluded it, as if he felt that it didn't matter if she had her or not.

Co-authored, her father and brother's cronies, not her cronies.

Father, brother and mother haven't treated her as an outsider yet, but he is good and directly treats her as an outsider.

A pair of narrow autumn eyes narrowed like a fox, and her cheeks puffed up subconsciously.

Could it be that this guy directly admonished Princess Changle at the beginning, and he hated this kind of pampered princess.

Think she will become as delicate and domineering as her aunt Princess Changle?

Except for this barely justifiable reason, Li Bao'er really couldn't figure out why Ouyang Rong acted like this.

As for the other possibility, Sister Xie.

Libao'er didn't think that this sister of the Xie family would speak ill of people behind her back, although she was faintly a big vinegar jar to protect food.

"Share weal and woe, common prosperity, Ouyang Lianghan, if you act like this, this princess really can't think of any other way for us to share weal and woe and share prosperity."

seemed to know that his young lady was in a bad mood, and the maids such as Caishou didn't dare to follow, and they were thrown away from the wrap.

After a while, Li'er returned to the familiar lake in the garden.

She walked through Xie Lingjiang's courtyard with a straight face, walked into the boudoir on the right, pushed the door in, passed through a newly planted chrysanthemum bush, and prepared to push the door into the building.

In the next moment, he paused and turned his head to look at a red paper umbrella leaning against the door.

She looked around at the silent courtyard.

The little girl in plum blossom makeup tilted her head slightly, lifted the red umbrella, and opened it to look at it.

There seems to be writing on the umbrella surface.

Through the hazy glow of the lantern in front of the door, she lowered her eyes and looked:

"I am very beautiful, I will never forget ......"

The air in front of the door was silent.

Li Bao'er looked down and couldn't see clearly, but the roots of his ears gradually crawled with rouge-like redness.

It is Ouyang Lianghan's familiar handwriting.

Ahem, it seems to be a double monthly pass now (crazy hint) or2 (pout)

(End of chapter)