"Sister Miaoqing, you have a very good bamboo painting, I like it very much, I wonder if you can give me this painting?"

"Shizi misunderstood, this painting was made by Liu Gongzi, Miaoqing just helped to inscribe two lines of poetry, if Shizi likes it, you might as well ask Liu Gongzi?"

Liu Hang came back to his senses, his eyes fell on the painting in front of him, but he looked at the figure behind Song Qianfan, his hands clenched unconsciously under his sleeves, and the sound of fighting in his ears had completely dispersed.

"Although it is painted below, the poem is inscribed by Miss Liu, and Meng Shizi does not give up, which is the luck of Liu Hanging, and today this painting will be given to the son."

At this time, Song Qianfan's face was very ugly.

Liu Hang didn't have time to take care of him, and when Su Yan brought the tea cup to Song Qianfan, he finally saw the woman in front of him clearly again, and he couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality.

Watching Song Qianfan open her mouth to scold, she shed tears, Liu Hang's heart was twisted, she was in the palace, and she had always been troubled like this?

couldn't suppress the emotion, as soon as he raised his foot, Liu Miaoqing on the side had already opened his mouth to relieve the siege.

After Song Qianfan left with Su Sui, his messy mind was calmed down.

"What's wrong with you, you've been staring at the princess?" Liu Miaoqing frowned, others didn't notice it, but she knew Liu Hang, so she almost lost her temper.

Liu Hang took a sip of hot tea, "It's just that I pity the non-person she married." ”

Liu Miaoqing was slightly stunned and didn't speak again.

In the past, Liu Hang would never say such things, even if Song Qianfan was indeed not a good person, he would never talk about others openly.

What's wrong with him today?

Liu hung his eyes and drank tea, obviously after a lifetime, he opened his eyes and returned to this year, as if those were just a dream last night, but if it was a dream, it would be too real.

After a while, there were more and more rumors outside, all saying that the prince of the palace was a bastard, and the princess was wronged, and was promoted by His Majesty to become a member of the household department.

Liu Hang felt more and more that it was a dream in a daze, so everything that happened now did not match those in the dream at all.

But what he had to care about was the spilled wine in Jingyuan, the green silk was entangled, the ears and temples were grinding, and the voice sounded in his ears all the time

"Who are you Xiaolangjun, born so good-looking."

"Kiss me."

"Anyway, I don't know you, you don't know me, you're drunk, I'm drunk, and no one will know if you kiss twice."

The pure aroma of the wine seems to remain between the lips and teeth, and the coat wet by the wine falls to the ground, and the back can still feel the biting coolness on the ground.

If it's just a dream, a person who has only seen it once in Lin Mansion is so out of shape in a dream.

Liu Hang unconsciously bit his lip, only to feel ridiculous.

The next time I saw Su Huan, it was in the Huxin Pavilion.

She had an argument with the daughter of the Wu family, and the two mentioned themselves.

"What nonsense are you talking about! Jingyuan is an elegant place for poetry, and the poems I wrote have even been praised by Liu Gongzi, you can neither compose poetry nor paint, how can you compare with me?! Wu Ziyu's angry voice.

Liu hung the wine and paused, he had never praised anyone's poetry.

What's more, composing poems and paintings is just Yaxing, so what if it doesn't happen, when did it become a matter of comparison?

Xie Xun on the side looked at him with interest, "Are you really complimenting?" ”

Liu Xuan's thin lips pursed slightly, "No." ”

At this time, the argument outside was getting louder and louder, and Su Yan was obviously not a person to be made fun of.

"Miss Wu's poems are even praised by Liu Gongzi?"

"Miss Wu is so amazing, I think Liu Gongzi must appreciate you very much, right?"

"It's not like me, I can't write poetry, I can't paint, I really envy Miss Wu."

Liu Hang bent the corners of his mouth slightly, but his temperament was exactly the same as in his dream.

At this time, Wu Ziyu outside had already realized that she had been tricked, and she spoke out angrily, but Xie Xun next to her was the first to laugh, "Poof"

"Who! Who's laughing there!? ”

Liu Hang looked at Liu Hang, frowning slightly.

Xie Xun held the wine glass in his hand, slowly lifted the curtain of the pavilion, and walked out, "Master, I'm drinking well here, you two are really noisy!" ”

These words made Wu Ziyu angry enough, and designated Xie Xun to eavesdrop on himself.

There was no longer Su Jun's voice outside, only Xie Xun and Wu Ziyu were arguing.

Liu Hanhang's hand fell on the wine jug, but his eyes looked at the gauze curtain in front of him, his mind was chaotic, but his eyes couldn't wear the heavy curtain. Is she gone?

At this time, Xie Xun had already confessed to Liu, "If Miss Wu doesn't believe it, ask Brother Liu, he can testify for me!" ”

The moment Xie Xun lifted the curtain, Liu Hang's gaze was unavoidable, and he went straight to the taciturn Su Xuan, secretly calming down.

Wu Ziyu suddenly became squirming, and several people walked into the pavilion.

Seeing Su Su clearly, Liu Xuan almost spilled wine, the clothes she was wearing today were exactly the same as the one in her dream, and he even remembered how slender her waist was after the clothes were removed, and it was just right to grasp it

The willow hung in her throat, but the lady couldn't shout, let alone the princess.

After a long time, he spoke, "Master Su doesn't sit?" ”

His eyes were firmly fixed on the woman in front of him, and he was afraid that his gaze would be too enthusiastic, so he withdrew it for a moment.

Su Su was obviously stunned and quickly sat down.

Xie Xun on the side likes to be lively the most, and he is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, as if he has a great interest in Su Xuan, this interest, even Liu Hang, who has known each other since childhood, does not know where it came from.

He remembered that in the dream, Xie Xun and his son treated Su and her husband very well, and even opened a separate courtyard for Su in the house, although she only lived a few times.

At this time, Wu Ziyu, who was annoyed, obviously refused to give up, and mentioned the matter of Su Juan, as well as what Song Qianfan did at the princess's birthday banquet that day.

Liu Hang's eyes couldn't help but worry, and looked at Su Xuan, but saw Su Xuan pretending to be sad and bitter, "Yes, only a few months after getting married, the prince accepted a concubine, but I didn't expect that even Miss Wu, who has always been out of the door, knows about it, and I don't know how I will live in the future."

Su lowered her eyes and wiped her handkerchief, crying.

Liu lowered his eyes and drank, borrowing a wine glass to cover the unconsciously rising arc of his lips.

Soon, Wu Ziyu was annoyed again, Liu Xuanyin vaguely felt strange, but he didn't dig deeper, seeing that Wu Ziyu refused to let go of this matter, and still held Su Liu, he said in a deep voice, "Miss Su, why worry, there are many things a woman can do in her life, even if the marriage is not satisfactory." ”

As he said this, he looked at Su Yan, which he had always wanted to tell her in his dream but never spoke.

"There are a lot of people who can chant poetry and paint, but there are very few women who enter the office, you are now in the temple, the official is from the six grades, and the people without grades see you and still have to respect you, the road to the court is long, and now the saints are sage, why should you be afraid that the days ahead can not live?"

Su Xuan was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting Liu Hang to say these words.

Liu Xuan didn't look at Su Yan again, lest his emotions leak from his eyes. (End of chapter)