The clouds shuttle, the fingertips flow.

When the moon was on the plum tree this night, the moon brocade robe in Huaxin's hand finally locked the last stitch.

At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, she was still punished by her to copy scriptures in the courtyard, and Heguang Tongchen was sitting on the side to make dried flowers and plants into medicine bags.

The red gauze lotus lamp hanging on the plum branch shines with the light of the red glow, shining on the body of the light and dust, illuminating the warmth of the fireworks in the world.

"Dust. ”

Huaxin, who had not been out for a few days, came out of the house with a newly made moon brocade robe, and looked at her with some surprise under the shadow of the tree.

She smiled lazily at Heguang Tongchen and said softly, "You come here." ”

Under the moonlight, which was as clear as frost and snow, her smile was too gentle, like a spell, and her body was one step ahead of her thoughts, and she involuntarily got up and walked towards her.

When he approached, Huaxin looked up at him and asked, "Three months ago, you and I met for the first time, at that time, you were a poor monk, I was a princess, and now, I don't want the royal power and wealth, would you like to take off your robe and promise me 3,000 hua?"

The wind was not strong this night, but He Guang Tongchen thought that he had heard the wrong word, and he was stunned for a moment and became dumb.

He lowered his eyes to look at the smile on the corner of her eyebrows, as if her coldness and alienation from him in the past few days were his delusions.

The woman in front of her, standing close at hand, raised high, her eyes were tactful, her lips were slightly open, and she was asking him, would you like to?

How could he not want to?

Since he saw her in the Sea of Nine Shadows Flower tens of thousands of years ago, he Jun Yi has only asked for her in this life.

A thousand words came to my heart, but I was dumbfounded with excitement for a while.

Seeing that he was stunned, Huaxin looked at her for a long time, and deliberately pursed his lips and said, "What, I can't bear your Buddha?"

As he spoke, he deliberately reached out and wrung his hand to the moon-white robe, "It seems that my moon brocade is white, it is better to destroy it, I have saved tens of thousands of years of moon silk to cut this brocade robe, but it is a pity." ”

He Guang Tongchen naturally recognized this moon brocade, the moon lotus was given to her by him, and the jade silkworm was also given to her by him.

The rootless orchid was blue, like the clothes he loved to wear in the past, and then he knew that she was reluctant to use the silk this month, and it was saved for him.

Now that she gave it to him, it was obvious that she had confirmed his identity in her heart, but for some reason, she just pretended not to know.

There was no time to speculate on the reason why Huaxin was pretending to be stupid, he hurriedly reached out to stop her, took the clothes in her hand, and smiled a little shyly, "I'll go change it now." ”

Kind of implicitly responded to her.

Painting the heart drooping, hiding a sly smile at the corner of his eyes, and when he looked up again, He Guang Tongchen had already gone indoors, and Qing Chu Xiao'er was looking at her with a pair of big black eyes.

Full of grievances.

He knew that his mother really didn't make clothes for him.

Completely ignoring the grief in the little guy's eyes, he leaned down to check his homework.

When he saw the birds and beasts he had drawn all over the paper, he couldn't help frowning and pulling his ears to teach, "If the upper beam is really crooked, let you copy the scriptures, but you draw birds and beasts every day." ”

"Mother, it's rare that you also have self-knowledge. Xiao Qingchu nodded approvingly for the first time, this Shangliang was not right, and he took it for granted that Huaxin was talking about herself.

Draw a knot in your heart.

The pit he dug himself couldn't be justified, so he turned around angrily and took the wooden fish that He Guang Tongchen knocked on weekdays and put it in front of Qing Chuxiao'er.

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