Snow, continue.

Aimlessly, drowning everything in the mouth of the snow basin.

With such a big snow, no one was willing to go out, and such a big snow couldn't stop Mu Yurong's heart from flying out.

That is the heart of a young girl, and even in her eyes, she is confused with the stars.

After seeing the person who made his heart pound, one night, Mu Yurong couldn't sleep, it was really before dawn, she squinted and slept for a while, and now in front of him, she was also in good spirits, so she could only cover her mouth and yawn again and again.

He had something to say to Mu Yurong.

He said.

"You're probably curious about what I said to Xie Wuyi. ”

When I heard the name of "Xie Wuyi", my sluggish spirit immediately became blazing again.

Mu Yurong nodded hurriedly, and Mu Yurong said.

"Tell me about it. ”

He nodded.

"I'll let Xie Wuyi take care of you and send you back to Tangzhou. ”

Mu Yurong immediately pursed her mouth and said.

"I don't want to go back. ”

He repeated lightly.

"It was sent by Xie Wuyi. ”

Of course, Mu Yurong had no choice but to blush, her eyes fluttered, a little shy, a little gentle, and asked.

"What did Brother Xie say?"

He said.

Xie Wuyi agreed, after Xie Wuyi was busy. ”

As soon as she thought of being escorted by Xie Wuyi, Mu Yurong was like living in a cage made of marshmallows, even if she was trapped, it was sweet. Besides, wouldn't it be better to delay on the road?

Mu Yurong's eyes kept rolling, and she came up with countless bad ideas that made people laugh at once.

He said again.

"You're still living here these days. If you encounter anything, you can ask Brother Zu for help. ”

Mu Yurong blinked.

"What about you? You're leaving?"

He paused slightly, looked at the scattered snow in his eyes, and said.

"There are some things I have to deal with. ”

The smart Mu Yurong should have heard the determination in his words, but Mu Yurong didn't notice it.

The snow blinded the sun cover on the 3,000-foot sun, and it also made the room look a little thin.

After explaining, he went back to his room.

Only Mu Yurong was left.

Mu Yurong was completely immersed in another world.

Isn't it all Xie Wuyi's face in my heart?

Suddenly remembered his last words.

“...... After Xie Wuyi was busy. ”

"What is Brother Xie busy with?"

I couldn't help it, so I pondered it in my slender heart.

It's just that no matter how you think about it, you will inevitably have to contact Zhao Zidu. After all, it was the eye of the storm in the entire Yucheng.

At this moment, even Mu Yurong became interested in the mystery she heard that day.

Mu Yurong read it.

"It's too late for Jiuhu to sing, and the farming in Chu Township is spring. The old pond water is empty, waiting for the people in the garden. It is Liu Zongyuan's "Spring Hometown". ”

Then he thought about it and said to himself.

"I remember it was like the next one. ”

"The mountains listen to the ape sorrow, and the Cangjiang River flows rapidly at night. The wind roars on both sides of the river, and the moon shines on a lonely boat. Jiande is not my land, and Weiyang reminisces about the old tour. also sent two lines of tears to the west of the sea. This is Meng Haoran's poem, which seems to be called, called "Sutonglu River Sends Guangling Old Tour". ”

It was originally written about Meng Haoran's sorrow for his old friend's hometown and his anger and loneliness after frustration, which is not very famous, but Mu Yurong's second brother has always liked Meng, so he has a deep study, and when he was a child, he listened to the chanting, and his ears were also calloused.

Mu Yurong continued.

Below, it seems that I read a song "Yin on the River", Li Bai's "Yin on the River". ”

Li Baidou wine composes poems, although he is free and easy, but the woman feels it, but she is not exquisite.

So Mu Yurong just read it.

"Mulan's sand and tangtang boat, jade flute and gold pipe sit at two ends. The wine bottle is placed in the middle, and the prostitutes are left with the waves. The immortals are waiting to take the yellow crane, and the seafarers have no intention of following the white gulls. Qu Ping's resignation hangs the sun and the moon, and the king of Chu has empty hills ......"

Halfway through the thought, he didn't want to say any more.

The last song of Bai Juyi's "Riverside Pear Blossom" also made Mu Yurong lack of interest, and she recited it hastily.

"Pear blossoms have thoughts and leaves, and a tree and river head are annoyed and killed. Most like a widowed young woman, with white makeup and plain sleeves and a blue gauze skirt. ”

These four poems are not the top masterpieces of the four talents, even Mu Yurong, who has a deep family background, couldn't help but stick out her tongue when she read it, and the rest were reckless, but I was afraid that I couldn't recognize them.

And in these obscure poems, is there still an invisible vein?

Mu Yurong shook her head, there was no way to peep into the way.