The son's face was not shocked, as if he didn't listen or hear, Zi Ning couldn't help but say: "You are very arrogant, since you are an adult, you must be an official in the court, how can such an unapproachable cold and arrogant temperament be mixed in the officialdom." ”

After a while, the boy's face changed faintly, he put his hands behind his back, his eyes drifted to the side, and said lightly: "Since the girl is from the palace, how can she not know who my surname is? You tried to get my attention, but I let the girl down. With a turn of his eyes, he glanced at Zi Ning with some suspicion, and his face immediately shook with a touch of imperceptible disdain, and he turned around and walked away, no longer looking at her.

Looking up, you can see the begonias blooming like fine white and light clouds, overlapping pink and white flowers of different shades, clustered on the dense branches, showing a beautiful posture. Although he tried his best to be dazzling in front of his eyes, and even the falling petals were scrambling, they could not fall into his deep eyes.

The boy gently twisted a little petal on his arm sleeve, looked at it in front of him for a moment, and then flipped his fingers down, let the petals fall on the mud, stretched out his foot and stepped on it heavily, and then stepped forward.

Zi Ning looked embarrassed, looked at his fading figure, stomped his feet, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Hey, you are so rude! Are you very famous in the palace, do you have to know about it? That's sorry, this girl is lonely and unheard, I have never seen you, and I have never heard of your honorable name." It's just a couple of crooked poems, I'm really tired of being a crooked man!" "I thought to myself, who knows which green onion you are, thinking that if you are handsome, you will be invincible in the world."

I was also relieved in my heart, fortunately he was not Master Su!

The boy was stunned for a moment, stood still and turned around, looking back at a layer of flowers and willow leaves, and asked: "You actually say that it is a crooked poem, what is the explanation?" As far as he is concerned, useless people, who have nothing to do with their own bodies, will always be like the catkins scattered in front of him, which can fade to the point that there is no trace. This girl used to be a rough maid, how can you understand his poetry?

"Pedal, pedal!" A trotting sound came from behind him, Zi Ning panted and ran to him, and said with a smile: "You said that the green willows are all gone, how can the green willows have flowers, isn't it a crooked poem?"

The boy frowned, raised his hand gently, pinched a thin catkins in mid-air, and asked indifferently: "Since the green willows have no flowers, tell me, what is this?"

Layers of light catkins floated by, reflecting the gorgeous cyan brocade robe on his body, like a layer of misty frost and snow accumulated on Dai Mountain. Zi Ning raised his eyes and looked at him in a daze, as if the person in front of him was still with the petals and catkins, all of which melted into a picture of green willows and green clothes.

Blinking and calming down, he grabbed a handful of catkins casually, Zi Ning shook his head and said, "The catkins are naturally not delicate flowers. Although it is charming in the spring, it is not to spread the fragrance of flowers, but to send those seeds to a distant place, one by one to take root and sprout, to create a willow forest with mountains and mountains, spring and autumn, endlessly. ”

The boy's face was a little angry, his voice was about to leave, and he said coldly: "What is the use of willow seeds, rotten flocculent generally scraped all over the ground, but it is annoying." I have compared it to a willow flower, which has added a lot of false boasting, but it is only lyrical in response to the situation, and you have added a lot of praise to it in vain. ”

Then he shook his sleeves lightly, and swept a tuft of catkins away from his eyes with disgust, lest a touch of soft white brush on his face.

Zi Ning raised her neck and retorted dissatisfiedly: "Who said that catkins seeds are useless? catkins are originally cold things, stop bleeding and remove dampness, and treat carbuncles. If you have vomiting blood and knee pain, this catkins are the best medicine. Childe dislikes it now, and if his limbs are paralyzed and he gets carbuncles and ulcers in the future, then he will know all its benefits. He reached out and grabbed a handful of catkins and put them to his mouth and blew them.

The boy looked at Zi Ning, and saw that she was wearing a wet goose yellow loose dress, although the clothes were old and faded, but there was a delicate beauty, standing in the begonia flowers, letting the fine petals float down, a piece of pink and white fell between the eyebrows but it was colorless, and it reflected her skin white and snowy. I couldn't help but ask, "How do you know this?"

Zi Ning looked at him, pursed her lips and smiled, and said with a grin: "I just told you, I am a maid in the big dining room, and I know how to cook and make soup, so I know these truths." Otherwise, one day the ingredients are mixed, the physical properties are in conflict with each other, and it is not a great sin to eat human life. ”

Seeing that the boy was thoughtful, Zi Ning turned his eyes and smiled: "The spring breeze does not lift the ban on willow flowers, and the flood is rushing to the pedestrians." Childe only knows that he hates catkins, but he doesn't know that the path is red and thin, and the suburbs are full of green, which is an excellent scenery. If it weren't for these willows, where would the green leaves and Tibetan warblers come from, and the green curtains will be separated by swallows. If you don't like it, why be angry with these willows?"

The boy nodded slightly and asked, "What's your name?"

Zi Ning smiled mischievously, "You tell me first, and I'll tell you later, let's exchange courtesies." ”

The boy narrowed his picturesque and quiet eyes, smiled faintly, and said, "Even if there are courtesies, there are also men and women. Have you ever heard of the precepts of women and women since ancient times? Virtuous women retreat and speak little, but you are so sharp and sharp-tongued, and your tongue is strong. ”

"Hmph!" Zi Ning shook the wicker in his hand, turned his head to glare at him, and sneered: "What is the ancient female training, what is the virtuous woman's Zhende, and the real Lan Xinhui quality of women, how can you men know." They are all shallow-eyed, just looking at the appearance of a piece of flesh and skin, and in the end it is not a pink skeleton, but you praise the woman for being talentless and virtuous. According to me, men are all blind people, and they have never had a soulmate in their lives, nor have they ever loved women with all their hearts, and they are really boring. ”

The boy was stunned for a moment, stared at Zi Ning for a long time, and then sighed and said, "I only said one sentence, but I attracted so much gossip from you." Whether a woman is a pink skeleton, whether she is blue-hearted, whether she is talented, what does it have to do with me? I am neither a woman, nor a womanizer in the world, and I have never thought of having a woman as a bosom friend. The girl's words were all in vain. Or, tell these words to Master Su!"

Zi Ning blushed, bit her lip, turned his eyes to him, and said: "Say that I have sharp teeth and sharp mouth, you are the one who is strong in words! Is Master Su amazing, who will be rare about him? A real man should be a hero who stands up to the sky and the earth, you only have a clever mouth, and you can talk about lotus flowers, but you are only an embroidered pillow, and you have an empty pair of skins. ”

The boy looked at her with a pink face like a hibiscus petal, and his expression was slightly disgusted, and he looked even more delicate and good-looking. He took a deep sigh in his mouth, but he couldn't get out of the stuffiness in his chest, took a step closer, raised his hand and pinched a pink and white begonia petal that fell on her shoulder, and said after a while: "Begonia could have made up a hibiscus face, but unfortunately, some colors are too frivolous and thin, even if they are made up, it will be difficult to stand out for a long time." Look at your complexion, you are delicate and delicate, but you don't want to be so aggressive. ”

The quiet eyes turned slightly, and the begonia petals floated to the ground, and said: "It's a pity that the delicate flowers here, but the peony orchid stands proudly in the world." Begonia hibiscus blooms beautifully, but it is floating with the water, how can it be fragrant under the moon. ”

Zi Ning was stunned for a moment, then understood what he meant, and couldn't help but be full of annoyance, and said: "Are you saying that these are mocking me, what hibiscus begonias, peony orchids, I think they are just borrowing things to metaphor people." ”

The corners of the boy's mouth raised, his gaze became more distant and deep, and he said quietly: "Since the girl knows that it is sarcasm, there is no need to chew her tongue." Your lady of Lord Su, you should keep your duty, don't be so reckless and insult the reputation of Lord Su. ”

Zi Ning was furious, stomped his feet heavily, crossed his waist and shouted: "You are extremely rude, I just said a few words, what does it have to do with Master Su? Since he has a good reputation, don't choose these concubines, if I don't be a concubine, how can I insult his reputation!"

Immediately his eyes moved, forcibly suppressed his anger, raised his eyes and glanced at the begonia flowers, and said coldly: "Since the son likes the peony orchid, he should look for it carefully, why waste his time under the begonia tree? Even if such flowers are fresh and fragrant, what can they do, Shaohua is short, time is like a shuttle, except for those few flower colors, what can it leave?"

Raising his eyes, he looked at the begonia tree above his head again, full of pink and white floating down, as if in a fairyland, and the troubles and anger in his heart were swept away. Zi Ning suddenly rolled her eyes, smiled, and said slowly: "I like the flowers of this tree very much, and with the spring breeze, it blooms with a cluster of swaggering. Drift away with the water, or fall into the mud, I don't care. In the spring of next year, another tree will bloom. ”

"The petals fell into the mud, but they were just trampled on in vain, how can they be pure and fragrant?" the boy raised his foot and stepped on the petals that fell to the ground, and said lightly with an indifferent look on his face.

"What do you know?" Zi Ning couldn't help but be slightly angry, and frowned: "Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers! You're not red, you're not a spring mud, and you're making any remarks!"

The autumn water in the child's eyes lit up, and there were some fluctuations in the faint eyes, and he stayed for a long time, and said quietly: "Spring mud to protect flowers? ”

Zi Ning was suddenly embarrassed, and secretly stuck out her tongue, she stole the verses of the ancients, fortunately, this son was born in the Great Jin Dynasty, and she had never heard the allusion of spring mud protecting flowers.

Childe suddenly frowned, and said, "I'll take you to a place...... "As he spoke, he took Zi Ning's hand and pulled her to the side of the crooked corridor of the pond.

Zi Ning's face turned red, and she struggled hard: "Hey, hey, men and women don't kiss, you hold my hand, what's the matter!"

The boy did not let go, stopped under a red begonia tree, picked a blooming petal from the branch, gently pasted it on the sideburns behind her ear, stared at it for a while, and said: "Even if you are born with a hibiscus face, you don't need to outline the color, for the girl, a thousand descriptions are superfluous." With just such a touch of red, put it on your head, you can be dazzling in color and pour out all beings. ”

Stretching out his hand and pointing to a reflection in the lotus pond water, he asked with a smile: "Girl, do you like it when you look at this dress?" The water was sparkling, like taking a picture in the mirror. Zi Ning looked carefully, a brightly colored begonia flower was attached to the sideburns, showing the charm of the eyebrows and eyes, which was really better than the pink hairpin.

After looking at it for a while, Zi Ning was happy in her heart, looked at him with a sly gaze, and deliberately sneered on her lips: "Gongzi just got rid of the relationship with the woman, saying that the woman in the world has nothing to do with you, and the beauty has nothing to do with you." How can you know how to dress up for a woman, is it because of your natural romantic temperament?"

Seeing that he was stunned, Zi Ning's face was suddenly full of mischievousness, and he smiled "poof", and said, "Don't talk to you about these gossips, I'm going back!"

Although the wound was scabbed with wound medicine, there were some dark red marks left deep in the skin, which could not be removed in a moment.

The boy's face changed, and he said to himself: "Begonias are so gorgeous and colorful, there are people who are so distressed about the scenery." Zi Ning glared at him with a blushing face, rolled his eyes, quickly withdrew his arm, and said, "You are such a strange person, you speak like a poem, I can't guess what you say!"

The boy stood solemnly, his face was pale, and his eyes were quiet, like a jade carving. Zi Ning sighed and said, "Let me tell you, my name is Zi Ning, whether you are a wood or a jade carving, your poem is indeed a crooked poem!"

The boy waited for her to go away, and then muttered to himself: "So you are Zining?" A thin wind blew the wicker, covering his eyes, and sighed to himself: "You said that I made a crooked poem, how can I Lu Jixian not know that it is a crooked poem, but although the weeping willow has a heart, the east wind is ruthless." I've been sick for many years, but how can I deal with myself?" his figure stood still, like a weak willow supporting the wind, a piece of tranquility. ————