Begonias do not rain, pear blossoms snow first, half of the spring break.

Fast forward to April 15th.

On this day, the courtiers rested, listening to the courtyard of the Wind Garden, under the verdant jade bamboo, Xie Zhan sat and read a book.

After reading "Dan lips are bright outside, Hao teeth are fresh inside." Bright eyes are good, and Jing Fu inherits power", he couldn't read anymore, and closed the book irritably, and threw it on the small table beside him with a "click".

It's crazy!

Now it was a good word to describe a man, and the face with sparkling eyes flashed before his eyes.

He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, and his eyes were full of black and blue.

I don't know if it's because of the change of seasons, or if he devotes himself to handling cases day after day, he has always dreamed and been uneasy at night recently, and the dreams are bizarre and ridiculous.

No, I will close my eyes and massage it, and the incomparably beautiful scenery in my dream last night will appear again as clearly as if engraved in my mind.

This time, it was not a red dress in his arms, but a smooth white jade naked.

The delicate and bright girl raised her face and smiled at him, her eyes were like silk, she was charming, her thin fingers gently poked his shoulder, her red lips opened and closed, and she asked, "Xie Changheng, you say, who am I?" ”

Xie Zhan's whole person was simply laughed at.

It had been a month since this incident had been born into his nightmare.

Who is it? Who else could it be?

Didn't you just ask who you think you are, and you can come to your dream to greet you every once in a while?

The feeling of distraction hit again, Xie Zhan twisted his eyebrows and picked up the cold tea next to him, and drank it all regardless of it.

Shengsheng will be rare two cups a year Meishan snow rhyme, drink into the old cow drinking water posture.

It wasn't until the three cups were drunk and the burning heat in his throat gradually cooled down that Xie Zhan slowed down and took the brewed new tea to his mouth in an elegant way like a real tea tasting.

Xie Zhan took a sip and tasted the taste of the snow rhyme of Meishan Mountain, the taste was mellow, fragrant, and slightly sweet.

When he was about to swallow it, Shi Qing appeared and said, "Fu Girl asked Son, maybe a story?" ”

As soon as he heard "Fu Girl", Xie Zhan suddenly stuck the unswallowed tea in his throat, as last time, he didn't catch his breath, and then coughed violently, until his jade face was red.

Really, there is no way to dodge, and there is no way to avoid it.

Shi Qing looked at him puzzled, could he be so excited?

Xie Zhan raised his sleeves to cover his mouth and coughed, put the teacup on the table, stood up with a brush, took a few deep breaths, and seemed to be angry in his eyes, "Where are the people?" ”

Shi Qing was stunned, is Childe angry, or is he in a hurry?

"Right at the gate of the garden."

**

Outside the Tingfeng Garden, at the corner of the wall, there is a tall and lush apricot tree.

At this time, it is the time when the apricot blossoms are in full bloom. The red and white flowers are hanging all over the branches, which can be called rouge and delicate.

Xie Zhan strode out of the courtyard gate, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and his abyss-like ink eyes half-narrowed.

Behind him, Shi Qing noticed that the footsteps of the person in front of him were stagnant, so he stopped in time, and when he raised his head, he suddenly gasped.

Mrs. Prospective, how could she be with the third son? Still ...... Shoot the falling flowers on the shoulders of the third son?

"Ahem—"

Seeing Xie Zhan's face sinking in the opposite direction, Shi Qing coughed knowingly, and immediately, he attracted all the eyes of the two figures under the apricot tree, one white and one red.

Xie Zhan frowned and tilted his head, and threw a sharp eye knife at Shi Qing.

Shi Qingquan didn't see it, but only stood in the direction of Fu Xuan and Xie Yuan, with a solemn face.

Last month, when his son-in-law appeared with a girl in his arms for the first time, he almost didn't drop his jaw. And the folding fan, he asked him if he had lost it, and he actually said that he had left it for her.

That kind of movement, he can't guess that this quasi-lady is of great significance to the son?

If these three sons are stirred up today, the already arrogant sons don't know how long they will sulk when they look back.

Reminded by Shi Qing's cough, Fu Xuan withdrew the hand on Xie Yuan's shoulder, smiled brightly, and walked towards Shi Shiran in the direction of Xie Zhan.

Xie Yuan happily shouted "cousin", then stood on tiptoe and waved at Xie Zhan enthusiastically, only to see Xie Zhan looking at him coldly as usual.

"You wait."

Xie Zhan's cool voice came lightly beside him, and Shi Qing's body stiffened. Because of his desire to survive, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he said loudly: "Fu girl, our son invites you to go in and taste tea!" ”

Enter...... Go...... Tea?

Fu Xuan was a few steps away from Xie Zhan, and under the stone steps of the courtyard gate of Tingfeng Yuan, she stood still and looked at the two people at the door suspiciously. A girl who has not yet married and has not left the cabinet goes to the man's courtyard, which is not in accordance with the rules.

"I'm here to return something."

She smiled and raised Xie Zhan's folding fan. She was carried to the carriage by him that day, and before he could return the fan, the other person turned around and left.

If she hadn't suddenly discovered that this thing was still in her hands, how could she have climbed his Three Treasures Palace.

Shi Qingqing gave a salute to Xuan, and walked towards Xie Yuan quickly, I don't know what to say, Xie Yuan's face stiffened when he heard it, and he fled in a hurry with Shi Qing's departing footsteps.

Xie Zhan walked down the stone steps, stepped in front of Fu Xuan, glanced at Fu Xuan fixedly, and then pulled out the folding fan in her hand, "I still have something to do, so I won't keep Fu Girl." He turned around and listened back to Feng Yuan.

His voice was like a cool breeze from the mountains, blowing lightly on the tips of his hair, and quickly dissipated.

Fu Xuan was shocked, she hadn't said anything yet, why did he leave? So didn't she come for nothing? She hurried to follow, calling out to him—

"Gongzi Xie!"

Xie Zhan didn't look back.

"Xie Liulang!"

Xie Zhan's footsteps did not stop.

"Xie Zhan!"

Xie Zhan's thin lips pursed, unmoved.

"Xie Changheng!"

Fu Xuan tugged at his sleeve, Xie Zhan's pupils shrank, the crisp sound of the rings on his waist colliding disappeared, and the ink-stained sea of clouds and pines swinging at the end of his robe immediately stopped.

Seeing that he had finally stopped, Fu Xuan ran to him quickly, stretched out his arms, and stubbornly stopped him.

Xie Zhan lowered his head slightly, stared at Fu Xuan and asked, "Who do you think you are?" "Xie Changheng is also what you call casually?

"Who do you say I am?"

Fu Xuan raised her little face, looked at him with flowing eyes, and her tone seemed to be coquettish, as if questioning.

The last time he picked her up unscrupulously, he also explained to himself that the two had a marriage contract, and in a blink of an eye, he returned to the top of the clouds, and became a proud lonely peak covered with snow, and separated the Qinhe Han realm with her.

Why?

When Xie Zhan heard this, he felt that his chest vibrate, and the fragrance of daffodils on her body came to her face, her smooth and delicate face was close at hand, and the scene in the dream suddenly reappeared-

“…… Xie Changheng, you say, who am I? ”

"You say......"

"Who am I......"

A breath blocked in his heart, Xie Zhan breathed a little heavier, looked directly at the eyes of the person in front of him, and suddenly became a little timid, he turned his head to dodge her bright apricot eyes, and the tips of his ears gradually turned red.

Fu Xuan hurriedly opened his mouth while he stopped: "I want to invite you to go to the 'Moxi Study' in Leping Lane the day after tomorrow." ”

"Study?" Xie Zhan asked, turning his eyes to look at Fu Xuan.

Is she going to ask him to buy books?