The girls who admired the flowers in the flower forest in the distance exclaimed in unison, charming and lovely.

The young men who were in high spirits also showed anticipation, looked forward to Shenfei, and deliberately put on a romantic posture.

Shu Ange looked fixedly, and several vermilion canopy carriages on the official road that were more luxurious than those he had seen before were heading towards the Hualin.

At the moment, the first car was the most magnificent, the horse was very imposing, and the four hooves were churning and the mane was flying. The white and immaculate bead curtain is half-hidden, the carved beasts on the roof of the car are vivid, and the whole carriage is all exquisite.

Such a luxurious carriage is that even the groom who drives the carriage has red lips and white teeth, and his temperament is free and easy, not like ordinary people.

In the season of flying flowers, a distinguished guest suddenly arrived, and Shu Ange couldn't help but take a few steps forward.

Her behavior was undoubtedly bold, and just as Shu Ange was curiously peeping, those ragged homeless people crouched to the side of the road and lowered their heads.

The children of the commoners who had been playing at the edge of the flower forest before only dared to look at the noble carriage from a distance.

Before the carriage stopped on the bank of the flower forest, the young man Lang Jun, who had been looking forward to it in the flower forest, took the first step and stood beside the carriage enthusiastically and respectfully, waiting for the distinguished guests in the vermilion carriage to get off.

A few girls standing a little farther away in the flower forest were biting their lips and tiptoeing around, their cheeks flushed with shame.

After the coachman stopped, he lowered his head and lifted the curtain, and in the car, a white and slender hand like a bamboo cultivator stretched out, and then a young man dressed in a dark robe and a crane appeared.

A little guy respectfully lay on the ground and used himself as a stool, and the crane boy walked gracefully and stepped on the little guy to get off the carriage.

Although Shu Ange thinks from the bottom of his heart that the practice of using people as a bench is too trampling on human rights.

But when you see the young man's face clearly, not only do you sigh, but your face is justice, and you can forgive what a beauty does.

The crane boy is well-dressed and weary, and his posture is thin and straight, like a green bamboo Qionggui.

His sideburns are like a knife cut, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, the bridge of his nose is slightly thin and his lips are affectionate, his skin is white without wiping, and his lips are not painted with Zhu, which is so charming and charming, just like the peach blossom fairy that came out of a landscape painting.

Although there was a trace of sickness hidden between the young man's eyebrows, his eyes were cold and clear, and his complexion was as white as ancient jade, and he was pale and pitiful.

Surrounded by all the servants, the crane boy bowed slightly to the few teenagers who were waiting respectfully beside the car, and his attitude was free and easy.

Those teenagers greeted each other loudly, and their eyebrows fluttered one by one, as if they had received a great favor, and they followed behind the crane boy one after another.

The young man was sought after by everyone, like a leisurely walk, and when he walked, the wide robe and big sleeves moved in the wind, and his whole body was noble and noble.

The girls cheered excitedly, waving handkerchiefs one by one, holding flower branches and waving at the crane boy, Shu Ange vaguely caught the words "Jade Boy".

"Zhan Bi Qiao, green bamboo. There are bandit gentlemen, such as cutting and learning, such as grinding. It's noisy, it's noisy. There are bandits and gentlemen, and they must not be ridiculed. ”

The voice is clear and vivid, but there is a bold girl expressing her feelings enthusiastically.

At first, it was a few single voices, but later it became a chorus with a pleasant sound.

Shu Ange noticed that the pink girl in the pink costume who had jumped into her lover's arms with joy was also following the chorus at the moment, and there was only the crane boy in her eyes.

She couldn't help but sigh that love came too fast like a tornado.

If it weren't for the difference in time and space, Shu Ange really thought that she had come to the scene of a large-scale singing club.

The young man of the crane is elegant and scorching, but after many time and space, Shu Ange, who has read countless male colors, has already had antibodies to beauty.

After Shu Ange's eyes lingered on the crane boy for a moment, he fell on his robe and crane that were obviously a few points thicker than others.

Although the spring breeze in March is expected to be steep, the young people and girls who love beauty are thin in spring clothes just to compete for beauty and have a long love.

As if sensing Shu Ange's eyes, the crane boy was in the crowd, and suddenly looked up at her.

At a glance, the black eyes and the white face of Shengxue left a deep impression on Shu Ange.

The crane boy just glanced at her expressionlessly, and quickly moved his gaze to the flowering tree.

Shu Ange combined with the young man's face that was still a few degrees whiter than others without applying grease powder, as well as the lingering sickly color between his eyebrows, it was speculated that this young man was afraid of congenital deficiency.

After several time and space tempering, Shu Ange's medical skills have made great progress. She is good at looking, hearing, and inquiring, and after a look, she can see the young man's illness.

It's just that the class of this era is distinct, and Zhumen is as deep as the sea, even if she sees the symptoms of juvenile illness, she can't take the initiative to ask Ying for diagnosis and treatment, so she can only sigh slightly in her heart.

Since ancient times, she has a thin life, a beautiful woman with peerless beauty, but she is destined to endure illness and suffering.

The crane boy walked into the flower forest under the embrace of his companions, scarlet flowers, white clothes, really picturesque.

I don't know which young man was impatient with passers-by to watch, and pointed out the family to expel everyone.

Shu Ange didn't watch anymore, she followed the previous plan, and planned to go to the city first to find a way to make a living.

Before he had taken many steps, there was a loud commotion behind him, and Shu Ange couldn't help but stop and turn around.

Unlike the excitement and joy just now, the shouts of the boys and girls this time were full of panic.

Shu Ange even heard a low sob.

What happened?

She frowned and looked at the panicked figure in the flower forest, and the shadow was enough to see the amazing crane boy, who fainted to the ground for some reason.

A group of young ladies and his subordinates were busy around him, but no one dared to approach and blaspheme him, and the servants waited beside the young man in white in a panic.

Shu Ange only felt that the truth in the world was too coincidental, and she saw that he was congenitally deficient and seemed to have a hidden disease, and as a result, he became ill immediately.

The doctor's parents saw the young man's servant from a distance, and was about to lift the young man into the carriage, and Shu Ange resigned himself to walking back.

That's it, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, let her go and see the situation. If they are allowed to bring people back like this, I am afraid that next year today will be the day of the death of teenagers.

Shu Ange walked to the side of the flower forest, two feet away from the guards, and waved to everyone from afar, with a clear voice:

"A certain is Liu Yuanfang of Muyang City, the word Yunyang, young Chengting training, a little bit of Qihuang's technique. Seeing Lang Jun's sudden illness today, he may be able to do his best. ”

Because of the proximity, Shu Ange clearly saw that the corners of the mouths of all the boys and girls were twitching after listening to her words.

There are all kinds of exposed, and they immediately come out with a little disdain.

"But a poor untouchable, how dare you say 'Young Cheng Court Training'?"

Sarcasm came to their faces, and if it weren't for the unconsciousness of the noble and extraordinary teenagers, I am afraid that they would laugh out loud without concealment.

The strictness of the Liang door has almost become the instinct engraved in the blood of the world. They are inferior and condemned because of class.

(Meow, guess, which is the male protagonist of this story)