Mo Jun did not stay in the capital for a long time, and then he went out with the king of Qi again.

However, in these short ten days, Mo Jun will go to Mei Sanniang's boudoir every day to learn makeup, he learns very seriously and draws very carefully, as if the eyebrow pen is a work of art. From time to time, she can even put forward some suggestions, which impresses Mei Sanniang.

At first, Mei Sanniang just took care of King Qi's face, and received the shy young man as usual, but as the two slowly got along, they became acquainted, and Mo Jun was no longer as restrained as at the beginning, and gradually opened up the conversation.

The two of them talked about everything, and even Mei Sanniang would laugh at Mo Jun for looking like a woman, and putting on makeup was more like that, Mo Jun smiled, and told her about his bad luck in the military camp because of this face.

Mei Sanniang thinks that this young man is a very interesting person, and occasionally looks forward to him coming to her.

That day, it was snowing again, Mo Jun didn't come to her as usual, Mei Sanniang thought that he was not coming, the small expectation in her heart was replaced by loss, sighed, and her slender fingers like jade onions gently stroked the strings and played the song.

Every year when it snows, Mei Sanniang always thinks of her mother, although she doesn't remember what her mother looks like, but the songs that linger in her ears when she was a child always echo in her mind, and that picture unconsciously appears in her eyes.

A thin woman with a silver head covered in silver frost is playing the guqin under the eaves in the snow, and the plum blossoms are in full bloom in the courtyard.

She's waiting for someone, waiting for no return.

As soon as the song ended, the strings played abruptly, and the sharp strings cut through Mei Sanniang's jade fingers, Mei Sanniang hurriedly retracted her arm in pain, and blood splashed on the paper fan standing erect on the side.

"Oh, that's a pity. ”

Mei Sanniang sucked her injured finger, and suddenly heard a sigh coming, and followed the voice, only to see Mo Jun leaning against the door with his arms crossed, shaking his head on the side.

When Mei Sanniang saw Mo Jun, she suddenly felt better, and asked with a smile, "What is a pity?"

Mo Jun complained: "It's rare to hear you playing the piano, but I didn't expect this piano to be so ignorant." ”

Mei Sanniang laughed and stretched out her hand to make a "please" gesture.

Mo Jun stepped in and sat on the mat, looked at Mei Sanniang, and asked, "What is this song called?"

"Leave the song. ”

"Why does it sound so bleak. Mo Jun touched his nose, a little puzzled, how could Mei Sanniang, who usually looked cheerful and optimistic, play such a tune.

Mei Sanniang's expression was gloomy: "The people in this story are already very bleak. ”

Mo Jun was suddenly a little overwhelmed, but he couldn't bear to see her like this, so he tentatively said, "Can you tell me about it?"

Mei Sanniang nodded silently, this is actually a well-known story, and like many women in this Mingyue Building, she can't wait for her destination.

After hearing this, Mo Jun didn't say anything, just turned his head and glanced at the fan on the table and took it. Mei Sanniang tilted her head, and saw that he took out his eyebrow pencil and dipped it in lip grease, and drew a peach blossom tree along the blood spots on the paper fan.

"I won't say anything comforting...... Mo Jun put down his pen, solemnly handed the fan to Mei Sanniang, looked into her eyes and said, "But I only know that after winter, there is spring." ”

"When plum blossoms lag behind, they are peach blossoms. ”

Mei Sanniang took the paper fan in a daze, lowered her head, and rubbed it gently, as if she was thinking about it.

Seeing this, Mo Jun smiled again and said, "Thank you for your careful teaching these days, I am here to say goodbye to you today." ”

Mei Sanniang raised her head and looked at him, there was a faint reluctance in her eyes, she knew that Mo Jun was a general, and the duty of a general was to be on the battlefield, and the so-called goodbye was probably really goodbye.

"When I first came in, the plum blossoms in the yard were very fragrant, which was a good sign, maybe God was also wishing me a great success. Mo Jun dusted off his sleeves, his face was full of relaxed smiles, and then he got up and walked out.

"What about you...... Treasure. Mei Sanniang didn't know what to say, and all she thought of was these two words.

Mo Jun glanced back at her again, pointed to the peach blossom fan in Mei Sanniang's hand, and said seriously: "The world says that plum blossoms are noble and strong, and the peach blossoms in your hands will never be defeated." ”

Mei Sanniang was stunned.

"I'll be back next spring, when the peach blossoms bloom. ”

When Mei Sanniang heard this, she suddenly smiled: "When the peach blossoms bloom next year, it will also be the day when I leave the pavilion." ”

Mo Jun's eyes were glazed, he scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "Then I will definitely come back to cheer you on." ”

Mei Sanniang held the peach blossom fan in her hand tightly, and the gorgeous peach blossoms seemed to have vitality, blooming with her smile, fainting to the blush on her cheeks, light and cute.

"I'll wait for you. ”

That year, Mo Jun stepped on the road in the snowstorm, and the first battle was another year.

Mei Sanniang climbed the city tower with the guqin, looked at the back of the army far away, and played a song in the snow again.

And this time, there is no non-return.

In the eighth year of Jian'an, the king of Qi Weishengyou used the strategy of Mojun to break the alliance of the king of Huainan and the king of Chu, annihilating 300,000 enemies, and the army attacked the city all the way, smashed the capital of the kingdom, captured the enemy chieftain, and the rebellion in the southeast was pacified.

Under the recommendation of the King of Qi, Mojun was once again promoted to the general of Pingxi, and his status was second only to the general.

In this year, Mei Sanniang changed her usual image of being closed in the boudoir, but began to take the initiative to make friends with wealthy nobles and literati in Beijing, as if she was preparing to leave the cabinet.

As Mei Sanniang shows up more and more occasions, her reputation is getting louder and louder, and everyone in the capital knows that Mingyue Tower has a stunning Qingqi, and she is very likely to be the next Oiran.

The following spring, the peach blossoms bloomed.

Mei Sanniang heard that the expeditionary force was about to return, and began to brew and prepare for the exit from the cabinet more actively, and while she was overjoyed, she was also a little worried about whether the young man could come back in time.

But she thought about it again, and they agreed that if that guy broke his promise, he would definitely make him look good!

Finally ushered in the day when Mei Sanniang came out of the cabinet, in exchange for the troubled times of the past, Wei Shengzhao could not tolerate this kind of crisis when the capital was still immersed in this kind of fun, but thinking of the great victory of the Great Zhou War, it was indeed necessary for some happy events to rush the haze that shrouded in the sky over Tai'an City, so His Majesty the Emperor also turned a blind eye and allowed those courtiers to go.

The bright moon floor is lit up and down, the inside and outside are red and green, and the festive atmosphere is like the New Year. Almost all the dignitaries and nobles who love elegance in Beijing have arrived, and there are even more emigrants and merry scholars who come to see the rumored Mei Sanniang who is comparable to Yang Guifei, the first beauty in Tai'an.

Mei Sanniang was wearing a fiery red dress, like a wedding dress, with exquisite dress, which looked both noble and charming. Although she was only a fifteen-year-old girl, her face was still a little green, but her delicate figure was enough to arouse the reverie of others.

The dancers took the stage and the house applauded.

Mei Sanniang quietly looked at the audience, where there were people who were sitting, standing, or pestle, shouting, waving, and screaming, she knew a lot, and she didn't know a lot, but she was missing the white clothes and the figure of the young man.

Mei Sanniang's body was a little stiff, and there seemed to be tears in her eyes, and then she hung her head in disappointment.

Mo Jun was dressed in a white robe, kneeling on the cushion, his long hair falling like a waterfall, and his hands were playing with a guqin on the table in front of him.

There is a bottle of incense burner on the side, and the curling green smoke is like a vast smoke wave, scattered and drifting away, and the fragrance is full of fragrance.

Mo Jun seemed to be immersed in this string sound, his sword eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his eyes were closed, and his expression was intoxicated, and he didn't even notice that the two of them walked into the room.

Li Mujun was attracted by the sound of the piano at first, but he stood on the spot unconsciously, and the son of the heart would still do this. Then I suddenly remembered that Sister Mei came to find her in person, and it was rare to have a visitor for so long, and this guy who lacked eyes was still here to play the qin?

So she stomped her foot, her lips moved slightly, wanting to interrupt Mo Jun, but when she looked at his expression again, she couldn't bear it at all.

Mei Sanniang gently pulled Li Mujun, who looked back and saw Mei Sanniang's index finger against her lips, winked at her, and gently "shhh

Li Mujun swallowed her saliva, and saw that Mei Sanniang's gaze fell on Mo Jun again, and her eyes seemed to be glowing with autumn water, shining.

"Leaving the Song ......"

Mei Sanniang sighed lightly, her eyes were blurred, and she saw a peach blossom fan hanging on the wall behind Mo Jun, and her jade hand couldn't help but touch the white jade ring hanging on her chest, and her heart throbbed.

She remembered when she first met Mo Jun that year.

Mei Sanniang has been in Mingyue Tower since she can remember.

Her mother, Concubine Jun, was also a smash hit Oiran in Mingyue Tower, and she was both talented and beautiful, comparable to Yang Guifei, the first beauty in the world that year, and she was also a Qing person. Even so, there are endless saddle horses in front of the concubine's door, and the people and guests who come and go are all rich and noble, but it is difficult to see the concubine.

People say that the concubine is pure, graceful, like a hibiscus out of the water without staining the dust, must be a fairy in the nine heavens, countless romantic talents, dignitaries and nobles are poured for it, and they flock to it.

However, the good times didn't last long, and soon after Fei Jun unexpectedly became pregnant, and even the bustard sisters who were closest to her on weekdays didn't know who the man was, but Fei Jun just gritted her teeth stubbornly and didn't want to reveal the person's name.

She said she was willing to wait and give birth to the baby.

This should be the story of a talented and beautiful woman, no matter how bad it is, it is just an infatuated lover and a negative man, but there are not a few people in Beijing who hate the concubine, and there is this opportunity, so I want to use the topic to play.

For a time, rumors of slander were endless, and there were countless people who fell into the well. The image of Concubine Jun's innocence collapsed, and people slandered, cursed, and ridiculed, calling her nothing more than a pretentious scheming slut.