During the day, there was still a mild summer wind, and the sun's rays were completely gone. The sky was dim, and during this time, like a picture scroll dripping with a drop of starry ink, slowly faded away, dyed a deep blue, until it was completely dark. The wind is no longer so hot, but it still makes people sweat. But Yazhi doesn't think so. He sat alone in the courtyard, leaning on a chair with one leg propped up, his eyes closed and lightly touching his favorite folding fan, his expression leisurely, as if he did not care about what had happened in the past few days. At this time, Pu Cheng walked through the front hall and entered the courtyard, and he saw the leisurely elegance and stopped. Pu Cheng looked him up and down, thoughtful. Suddenly, Pu Cheng glanced around, and then his hand was about to take something out of his arms, but he stopped. Pu Cheng stared at Yazhi for a while, there was a seriousness in his eyes, and then he didn't say anything, he quickened his pace and wanted to pass by Yazhi quickly. Suddenly, Yazhi shook his hand, "Poof!", he shook his fan and stopped in front of Pu Cheng. Finally, he opened his eyes and threw out four words to the frightened Pu Cheng: "If you have something to say, say it." ”

Pu Cheng was stunned by his action, originally thinking that he would be angry and would not pay attention to them for a short time. But what he didn't expect was that he actually stopped him. Is he provoking? No, I don't know him at all, so how can I know what he thinks? And Wu Xiao took advantage of this loophole. Pu Cheng thought so in his heart, but he didn't think that he was wrong in his heart, because he had his reasons. His heart began to waver, but he didn't want to admit it. So he showed an unhappy expression and took out what he had meant to give Ya Zhi from his arms.

This is a letter, with Yazhi written on it properly, and after Yazhi took it, he opened it without hesitation and pulled out a thin piece of paper. Yazhi looked serious, Pu Cheng was curious, he wanted to see what was written on this letter, she didn't want Yazhi to find out, so she moved her body carefully, her eyes slanted the thin paper, but she only saw the official seal of Lord Zhang at the place where she was paid, and then when he wanted to get closer, Yazhi's eyes suddenly looked at Pu Cheng, Pu Cheng was startled, and instinctively took a step back.

Yazhi stood up, tore the letter into four parts, twisted it into a ball, and threw it into the paper basket. Then he sat back like a nobody, completely ignoring Pu Cheng who was standing aside. Pu Cheng was puzzled, he was even a little angry. This guy actually dares to tear up Lord Zhang's letter, even if I offend you, you can't take your anger out on Lord Zhang, you are too much. Pu Cheng frowned: "You guy, don't be ignorant." How can you tear up the letter that Lord Zhang gave you!"

"Go back and tell Master Zhang, this is my answer. Yazhi sat there with her eyes closed, shaking her fan, and said coldly, without any emotion. And this sentence made Pu Cheng feel extremely aggrieved, and he thought of what Master Zhang said to him when he wrote to him: You go and help me give this letter to Yazhi, and then tell me his reaction after reading the letter. This time I came forward, hoping that he would come back again, and you don't take this time to heart.

And seeing Yazhi's reaction, the emotions in his heart could no longer be suppressed. Pu Cheng turned around and ran out, he didn't want to stay in front of Yazhi for a moment. I'm obviously not wrong, why do people think it's my fault? I have been the little master of Kaifeng Mansion for so many years, but I can't compete with him as a newcomer. And that's it, Pu Cheng began to doubt himself, doubt his ability, he had an inferiority complex, the same experience, and then he was able to live so well, as if he was indeed unable to compare to him. He actually tore up Lord Zhang's letter, how could he do this, regardless of his own face, even the face of Lord Zhang? The Lord kindly persuaded him to come back, but this was the answer. Pu Cheng wanted to come back to the yamen very much, but his tears scattered all over the ground.

Yazhi watched him run out, quietly, and sighed.

The next day, the storm was raging, and the sky was dark. The thunder roared loudly, waking up Pu Yi in her sleep, she got up and opened the window a crack, when she was about to sigh at the sudden and rare shower, she saw Ya Zhi, the thin figure walked lightly through the corridor, when he was about to pass by Nangong Yulu's room, he saw Pu Yi looking at him, Ya Zhi stopped there, smiled at Pu Yi, and made a silent gesture. Just when Pu Yi was puzzled, Yazhi took a step, and suddenly there was a "clang", Nangong Yulu's door suddenly opened, Yazhi was startled, stunned, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked back at Nangong Yulu, and smiled embarrassedly. And Nangong Yulu didn't say a word, as soon as he stretched out his hand and flew out three silver needles, he was in the middle of Yazhi, he suddenly wailed and lost his center of gravity and fell down.

Nangong Yulu helped him back to Yazhi's room, and said to him with a smile: "You promised your grandfather to see your sister, you can't break your word~ You have to go if it rains~" Yazhi had no choice but to admit it, because the acupoint was blocked by Nangong Yulu, he couldn't move, he could only follow her.

By the time we set off, the rain had stopped, and the air was filled with the scent of earth, a unique smell from Mother Earth. Yazhi, who was sitting in the carriage along the way, was uncomfortable, he was silently exercising, taking advantage of Nangong Yulu being taking care of the things he was visiting. Yazhi tried to force the silver needle out of her body. Just when Yazhi was overjoyed to force the silver needle out, he had already figured out what posture to use to stand in front of Nangong Yulu to show off his might, as soon as the carriage stopped, the silver needle landed, Yazhi shouted in his heart, and got out of the carriage as quickly as possible, he stepped lightly on the wooden side of the carriage, a rotation landed steadily, and proudly said to Nangong Yulu in the carriage: "Sister Yulu, your silver needle can't help me, I'll go, you can't stop me." ”

Hearing this, Nangong Yulu opened the door curtain of the carriage, she did not panic at all, but became more confident, and smiled at Yazhi, as if to say: "I won." ”

Just when Yazhi was wondering, a familiar voice sounded from behind him, making Yazhi stay there, this was the voice of his night dream, so close at hand, but also so far away.

"Brother Yazhi, don't you want to see me?"

Yazhi slowly turned away, and it was her who caught her eye. She is really her, thinking about it for a long time, looking forward to it day and night. The unique heroic eyebrows, clean and refreshing facial features, the lack of rouge powder, revealing a pale face but making people feel pity, her hair is simply tied at the back of her head, which is like Yazhi. A thin black and white dress wrapped around the smaller body, but this figure made him feel distressed.

Yazhi looked at Nalan Zhishui attentively, her brows furrowed slightly, and there was a little sadness in her eyes. He reached out to touch her pale face, but he moved his hand, touched her head and said, "No, I'm joking with Sister Yulu." ”

Hearing this, Nalan Zhishui's eyes instantly swept away with sadness. She happily pounced towards Yazhi: "Really, Brother Yazhi and Sister Yulu are happy to come to see me!"

With such physical contact, Yazhi's heart was completely confused, and his heart was beating fast somehow. He reluctantly said, "Yes." Just be happy. Let's take Sister Yulu in. And he let go of her.

At this time, some people walked out of the gate, and there was a young man dressed in black who seemed to be in his early twenties, his handsome eyebrows, wearing a crown, and wearing a pattern of auspicious clouds, simple but atmospheric. Standing upright, without losing his majesty. He glanced at Yazhi and said with a smile: "It turns out that my brother and cousin are here, and I hope you will forgive me for coming down late." ”

As soon as Ya Zhi saw this person, he became respectful, and then he immediately leaned down and saluted the black-clothed young man: "The villain sees King Liang, you really dare not take it when you say that. ”

"I'm not saying that you don't have to salute, why don't you listen to me?" And this black-clothed young man is Liang Wang Ye Xie Yunxi, the only son of the previous Liang Wang Ye Xie Yu, the little prince in the mouth of the people, and the person who is married to Nalan Zhishui.