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The cloud sideburns and flowers are shaking, and the hibiscus tent is warm for the spring night. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the spring night is bitter and short, and the sword god is trapped in the gentle township. Regardless of the strong love between the two, they are sweet and envious of others, and they seem to have forgotten everything. Not long after the sweet life, grandma didn't come out to make trouble, I don't know if it's because the wood is already in the boat, or if there is another conspiracy, ready to find a gap.

Leng Hengbo took Shen Yuan's hand and quietly stepped into the 'Star Picking Pavilion', and said in a low voice: "It is Aunt Bai who guards the 'Star Picking Pavilion', although her personality is a little eccentric, but she has a good heart, and she generally does not embarrass people? Although she doesn't say much, Yokoba will feel her warm love in her heart. Thinking of Aunt Bai, her moon-like eyes were hazy, and the rain and mist were dripping.

The two of them slowed down their pace and slowly entered the 'Star Picking Pavilion', and a splash of silver first came into view, and in the silver light flickered was a pale face, not breathing, as if it was like a statue or a wooden man. In the "Star Picking Pavilion", there are countless classics of the "Piaoxiang Palace" in the past dynasties, and the guardian of the classics is a woman who is more than half white, white clothes like snow, where she sits quietly, people feel that she is like a ghost, transparent person, her face is as pale as paper, there is no blood. The facial features are extremely upright, and she must have been a beauty when she was young, but it is a pity that the light of the years has eroded her young appearance and consumed her years.

"Aunt Bai" Leng Hengbo called softly, her heart was rippling with sweetness and affection, and her face was full of happiness.

The woman in white raised her pale and colorless pupils, and the dazzling sharp light stayed on Shen Yuan's body, making Shen Yuan's figure tremble, as if everything about herself was seen by the other party, and she secretly suspected in her heart that this woman was a master. He couldn't help but bow down, he had always been extremely respectful and polite to the old man, not to mention that he was still an elder of Hengbo, so he naturally said politely: "Aunt Bai" has a natural expression, is generous, and has no hesitation.

Leng Hengbo's eyes flickered shyly, and his face was even more radiant: "Aunt Bai, he is Hengbo's own husband." The implication of the words reminded Aunt Bai that he chose it himself, not by his grandmother.

"Not bad" The woman in white cherished the words like gold, and her voice was hoarse and dry.

A layer of Feixia appeared on Leng Hengbo's delicate face, and he asked softly, "Aunt Bai, can you let us go to the pavilion to check some classics?"

"What do you want to check?" Although the woman in white's voice was a little indifferent, her tone was full of concern.

Leng Hengbo glanced at Shen Yuan slightly, his expression was very affectionate, and he muttered in a low voice: "Yin Yang Lotus." ”

"Hmm......" The woman in white raised her head suddenly, and her eyes instantly lit up like two sharp swords piercing Shen Yuan's face, and an invisible and powerful force pressed her, making people feel anxious and suffocated for a while.

Shen Yuan hurriedly bowed down and explained: "Aunt Bai, Long had a son who was persecuted by the enemy in his early years, was seriously ill, and urgently needed the 'Yin Yang Lotus' medicine to save his life, so he climbed the mountain and waded through the water to the 'Piaoxiang Palace' to ask for medicine. I also hope that the seniors will open the door of convenience to solve the urgent needs of the younger generations. ”

"Hmph" The figure of the woman in white flew up, and there seemed to be some resentment between her breath.

"Aunt Bai, don't blame your husband for this? Hengbo was monitored by his grandmother, and he couldn't leave the 'Piaoxiang Palace' to choose his husband personally, and the people chosen by Qiushui were all secretly killed by his grandmother. Hengbo was sad and angry in his heart, so he quietly entered the back mountain to relax, but he happened to meet Shen Lang who strayed into the back mountain. Hengbo knows everything about Shen Lang, and asks Aunt Bai to calm her anger, don't blame Shen Yuan? Hengbo believes that Shen Lang is not a ruthless person, as long as he can marry Shen Yuan, Hengbo has no complaints in his heart about other things?" Leng Hengbo shook the arm of the woman in white, anxiously dissuading.

The fierce eyes of the woman in white gradually softened, looked at Hengbo, revealed sadness, and sighed softly: "Wronged, my hard-working child should not regret it?"

"Aunt Bai, Hengbo won't regret it?" Hengbo hugged the woman in white tightly with both hands, but there was a starry light in his eyes.

"Okay, let's go in!" The woman in white sighed lightly, looked at the respectful Shen Yuan, and her tone was full of dissatisfaction: "However, don't expect to find its whereabouts in the classics, the 'Yin Yang Lotus' is an immortal thing, its name has long been lost in the endless years, although it has its name, but no one has seen it." ”

"Thank you, Aunt Bai. Leng Hengbo jumped up in a coquettish voice, happily like a happy lark, reaching out and pulling Shen Yuan into the attic impatiently.

Shen Yuan bowed politely to Aunt Bai, but there was a warning from the woman in white in his ears: "Boy, no matter what purpose you have for marrying Hengbo, you must treat her well in the future, if you dare to let her down in the future, don't blame the old man for being unkind to you?"

Entering the attic, the building is shaped like a funnel, surrounded by sparkling strange stone gravel, the white jade stone steps extend upwards like a flyover, the space is a bookcase with classic books placed layer by layer, the bookshelves are all made of nanmu, exude a faint fragrance, this wood insect mosquito is not moth, solid and delicate and beautiful.

Shen Yuan looked at the layers of bookshelves, and had a big headache: "Hengbo, there are so many books, how to find them?"

Leng Hengbo Lingbo looked around and said with a smile: "Shen Lang, don't worry, Hengbo has not had any playmates since he was a child, except for Qiushui to accompany me, these are the classics." Most of the contents of these classics were still remembered, and the information about the 'Yin Yang Lotus' that Shen Lang was looking for was naturally easy. ”

Stepping on the layers of white jade stairs, Leng Hengbo stopped on the seventh layer and whispered: "Shen Lang, the information about the 'Yin Yang Lotus' is in this layer, probably in which book Hengbo doesn't remember, it's up to Shen Lang to find it himself." She clapped her hands mischievously, sat down in front of the steps, and gently rubbed her legs, "I'm so tired, Hengbo will rest first." ”

Shen Yuan looked at her with a childlike and lovely face, which was still the appearance of the lord of the first palace, he couldn't help but smile and shake his head, rubbed his beautiful long hair dotingly, looked at the rows of thick classics, remembered Xiao Chun who was still struggling in pain, and showed a firm smile in his eyes: "Xiao Chun, Daddy will definitely be able to find the 'Yin Yang Lotus' to cure your illness, let you live well, and will not let you down?" He quickly flipped through the classics, carefully checked the contents inside, and suddenly immersed himself in the sea of books, unable to extricate himself for a long time. The untired look, the focused and serious look, and the feelings that are not caring for his relatives, let Leng Hengbo be obsessed with it, affection, and feel the love and warmth in his heart, and can't help but resonate. Only such a man is worthy of Hengbo's love, even if he can't stay together, he is willing.

"Shen Lang, Hengbo is also here to help you. Leng Hengbo stood up, carefully took down a book and looked at it seriously, his eyebrows frowned......: "Where have you seen it?"

In the silence of the attic, only the sound of reading and their rapid breathing could be heard. I don't know how long it took, Leng Hengbo's joyful laughter came: "Shen Lang, I found it, here is the information about the 'Yin Yang Lotus'." ”

"It's still a cross wave. Shen Yuan put down the book in his hand in surprise and couldn't wait to go up and read it.

Leng Hengbo stretched out his green onion fingers and said coquettishly: "Shen Lang, look here, the 'Yin Yang Lotus' thousand-year-old flower, the 10,000-year-old fruit, the place where the flower blooms and the yin and yang meet." ”

"Hengbo, look at where the 'Yin Yang Lotus' grows?" Shen Yuan asked eagerly.

Leng Hengbo shook his head: "Shen Lang, it only records the origin of the 'Yin Yang Lotus', but there is no record of the whereabouts of the 'Yin Yang Lotus'?"

"How is it possible?" Shen Yuan angrily snatched the classics, anxiously flipping through all the origins of the 'Yin Yang Lotus', but in a thick book, the information about the 'Yin Yang Lotus' was only a few words from Liao Liao?

"Impossible, impossible, how can there only be these few words? By the way, there are other classics here, and you must be able to find news about the 'Yin Yang Lotus'. Shen Yuan couldn't believe his eyes, he was anxious, thinking that he couldn't let Xiao Chun down, could it be that he really didn't let go of that young life, or was he jealous? He hurriedly put down the classics in his hand, and hurriedly went to read other classics, and kept asking in his heart: "No, no." ”

"Shen Lang......" Leng Hengbo looked at Shen Yuandian's frantic expression, his heart was very sad, he couldn't help but have tears in his eyes, and he didn't know how to comfort him for a while.

"Hengbo ......" The desolate sigh of the woman in white came from outside the door, breaking the silence in the attic, Leng Hengbo wiped his tears, rushed out of the attic, threw himself into the arms of the woman in white, and sobbed: "Aunt Bai, Shen Lang ...... him"

"Silly boy, there are two kinds of people in this world who can't be married. One is a ruthless person, this kind of person is ruthless and unrighteous, and the most hurtful person, especially his relatives, and the other is an amorous person, this kind of person is a rotten peach blossom, the most pleasing to women, and more hateful than a ruthless person. The woman in white sighed softly.

"Aunt Bai, is it ......" Leng Hengbo suddenly lost color, his eyes were hazy with tears, and he was at a loss for a while.

"Not bad. That kid has an amorous face and eyes like peach blossoms, but he was chosen by your girl, Aunt Bai is really worried about you?" the woman in white hugged her with pity.

"Aunt Bai, Hengbo is not afraid, not to mention that the palace masters of the 'Piaoxiang Palace' have been lonely all their lives, this is the curse of the palace masters of the past dynasties, no one can change it, how can Hengbo be an exception? When Hengbo made up his mind to choose Shen Lang as his husband, he already had a choice in his heart, as long as he could have Shen Lang, even if he couldn't last long, he was willing. ”

"Poor idiot, it's a pity that the palace masters of all generations are infatuated people, but they all fell in love with people they shouldn't love, and they all gave birth to offspring and died depressed. Aunt Bai is really unwilling to become like them, lovesick and gone, I just hope that this spell will end in front of you. The woman in white gently stroked her head and sighed softly.

"Aunt Bai......" Leng Hengbo cried bitterly, as if he wanted to vent all the bitterness in his heart, and only Aunt Bai, who regarded her as her biological daughter, could feel the warmth of her relatives.

The door of the attic was pushed open, and Shen Yuan's sad figure stood at the door, the original graceful demeanor seemed to have aged a lot for a while, looking at the cold horizontal wave crying in the arms of the woman in white, his heart was full of endless guilt.

The woman in white raised her head silently and asked coldly: "Boy, the girl in Hengbo chose you, in fact, it is her sorrow, imagine that you will never live in seclusion in the 'Piaoxiang Palace' for the sake of the little girl!"

Shen Yuan bowed his head and said nothing, he would not lie, nor did he want to hurt Leng Hengbo, the sweet words and lies of the moment would hurt people the most, and said respectfully: "The junior can stay as much time as possible to accompany her in the 'Piaoxiang Palace', and he will definitely not deceive her." ”

The woman in white nodded and said, "It seems that you are still a person who dares to take responsibility, but there is still merit." However, you don't have to worry, the previous palace masters of the 'Piaoxiang Palace' have not died well, and in the end they will die of lovesickness for a lifetime, which is a curse. ”

"Spell?" Shen Yuan was stunned for a moment, the outside world only rumored that the husbands of the previous palace masters were nowhere to be found, and their life and death were unknown, but he couldn't imagine that there was something else strange in this.

"The old man went through the life of the previous palace master, and saw them fall in love with their own eyes, and then their husband mysteriously left the 'Piaoxiang Palace', and then watched them give birth to their daughters, and finally waited quietly, lovesickness tortured them to death, and finally they couldn't see their daughters grow up and die depressed. Their fate is the same, this is the curse that the 'Piaoxiang Palace' can't unbreak. In order to break this curse, everyone had to think of choosing a husband for the palace master, and didn't want her to taste the pain of lovesickness again. But in the dark, it is still unpredictable, because Leng Furong's intervention made you meet again, how similar Hengbo is to the palace masters of the past dynasties, they are all infatuated people, they fall in love with you at first sight, and it will be difficult to tolerate anyone in their hearts in the future, even if you leave the 'Piaoxiang Palace', she still loves you without hesitation, and she is lonely for a lifetime. The woman in white told quietly, as if telling a touching story of infatuation, from which one could feel the lonely and pitiful figure of a beautiful person, whose beautiful face had become old, melancholy and sad because of lovesickness.

"Aunt Bai, I ......" Shen Yuan couldn't think of marrying Hengbo as his wife, and there were still these hidden secrets, so he didn't know how to answer for a while. No matter what unspeakable things the husbands of the previous palace masters had to leave the 'Piaoxiang Palace', but his days in the 'Piaoxiang Palace' will definitely not last long, whether it is for his son Xiaochun or for his relatives, he is incompetent to leave no matter what, but in the face of the simple, beautiful and kind Hengbo, he doesn't know what to do?

"Boy, it's good that you understand it in your heart, as long as you treat Hengbo well and accompany Hengbo as much as possible, Aunt Bai's heart is much more relieved. The 'Yin Yang Lotus' thing is just a legend, if you insist on it, you are afraid that you will never find it, and it will hurt the people who love you. Maybe it has something to do with you, and it will be there for you when you don't know it. Whether it is a person or a thing, I hope you can cherish this hard-won fate. The woman in white sighed, she knew that she couldn't stop this matter, and she only hoped that things would have a good outcome, and then she would be satisfied.

"Thank you, Aunt Bai, for your teachings. Shen Yuan bowed to the woman in white, stretched out his hand to pick up Leng Hengbo, and slowly walked out of the 'Star Picking Pavilion', his thin body lost his graceful demeanor, and his mood became heavier and heavier.

The woman in white looked at his distant figure with melancholy eyes, and murmured at the corner of her lips: "Poor child, Aunt Bai really hopes that the spell of the palace masters of the past dynasties will stop on you. ”

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