Qiu Ju didn't seem to be good at talking, while Zhao Yuan was asking and replying, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

"Aunt Nine. ”

"Miss. The young woman who was waiting on the side bowed slightly.

"Go back and rest. Qiu Ju said lightly.

"Miss......" The young woman was stunned.

"Go ahead. ”

"Yes, miss. ”

The young woman frowned and glanced at Zhao Yuan, exited the room, and closed the door by the way.

After the girl left, there was no sound of cups clattering in the room, and it became more and more quiet, making people feel suffocated.

"Miss Qiu Ju, it's not early, you should go back to bed early, I'm Zhao, although I'm a prodigal disciple, I'm not used to sleeping with strange women. Zhao Yuan smiled wryly and broke the silence.

"Ah...... Who wants to sleep with you?" the girl looked at Zhao Yuan in surprise.

"Didn't you come to sleep with me?"

"Poof......" the girl smiled.

With this smile, the whole room seemed to suddenly be in spring, and a hundred flowers bloomed.

"The girl came to visit late at night, I don't know what it is?" Looking at the charming smile, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but feel a flutter in his heart, and forcibly restrained himself.

"It's okay, I'm going to take a look at the genius of Jucheng, the famous northern capital, and I want to talk with the genius at night. Qiu Ju smiled.

"Girl, have you ever eaten eggs?" Zhao Yuan asked.

"Ah...... Eaten. Qiu Ju was stunned by Zhao Yuan's sudden question.

"Is it delicious?"

"It's okay. ”

"And are you interested in egg-laying chickens?"

"Ahem......"

The girl coughed at first, then giggled, and laughed wildly.

"When the girl saw my egg-laying chicken, she was probably disappointed. Zhao Yuan sighed.

"Fortunately, not very disappointed, almost as expected. ”

"Zhao is very curious, what does the girl imagine Zhao to look like?" Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Graceful, a talent, talented, talented, and exported......" The girl smiled lightly.

"And now?"

"It's okay, it's so-so, but it's funny. ”

Xie Lu thanked for the compliment. Zhao Yuan was a little depressed.

"Zhao Gongzi's handwriting is very good. The girl got up, walked to the desk with a light and graceful body, and looked at the words on it. "Thank you. ”

The girl flipped through Zhao Yuan's works, and the two chatted with each other.

Zhao Yuan had a wonderful feeling, he found that between this girl's gestures, her demeanor was outstanding, and there was an extremely rare atmosphere, and in that atmosphere, there was also an imperceptible indifference, which was the indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away.

This Wanhualou is indeed also the land of the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, a woman in the dust of the green building, is actually graceful and luxurious, with everyone's demeanor.

Suddenly, Zhao Yuan thought of Baihualou.

What kind of scene is the famous Baihualou?

Back then, Zhao Yuan also went to Baihualou, but at that time, Zhao Yuan was still young, unemployed, and did not know how to appreciate, in his impression, Baihualou was a little vague, and it seemed that there was no feature except for antique.

Now that I think about it, the woman in Baihualou is the key.

The Wanhualou in the northern capital of Jucheng has such a weather, and there is a woman with an extraordinary temperament like Qiu Ju, presumably, the Baihualou is still excessive.

Inexplicably, Zhao Yuan was full of longing for the trip to the imperial capital.

"Childe has a mind?" the girl looked up and saw Zhao Yuan's thoughtful expression.

"Hehe, the beauty is always a little unwilling. ”

"Really, I don't think Childe has half an eye at Qiu Ju at all. Qiu Ju smiled slightly.

"When you laugh, it's like someone I know, but I can't remember who it is. Zhao Yuan looked at that smile, and always had a sense of déjà vu.

"I should have said this to many women, right?" Qiu Ju smiled.

"Ahem......"

"It's late, I'm going back to sleep, otherwise, Aunt Nine will come to urge me later. Seeing Zhao Yuan's embarrassed face, Qiu Ju smiled indifferently.

"You're not with me?"

Qiu Ju didn't answer Zhao Yuan's words, but she couldn't help but giggle, the laughter was extremely pleasant, like the sound of heaven, which suddenly made Zhao Yuanse give his soul and look sluggish.

Looking at those playful eyes, Zhao Yuan, whose skin was thicker than the city wall, felt hot.

"Qiu Ju admires Gongzi's talent very much, and when we meet in the future, I don't know what year and month, I don't know if Gongzi can give Qiu Ju a poem?" Qiu Ju sat down slowly, looking at Zhao Yuan with a pair of clear eyes.

Zhao Yuan looked at the beautiful girl in front of him.

He suddenly found that this girl, with her words and deeds, actually controlled the rhythm of the communication between the two, and he was like being led by her nose, Zhao Yuan hated this feeling.

"Is there a problem?" the girl frowned at Zhao Yuan's gaze.

"If you are willing to stay and accompany me to Wushan Yunyu, I will write. Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"In Wanhualou, the women all say that you are not close to women, why did you change your mind?" the girl's face showed a blush, but she still did not lose her bearing, and said indifferently.

"Miss Qiu Ju is wrong, although Zhao is not a villain, he is not a gentleman who sits still, if there is a girl who makes Zhao someone's heart move, Zhao will change his mind at any time. For example, now, Zhao is impressed by Miss Qiu Ju and is willing to bow down under Miss Qiu Ju's pomegranate skirt. Zhao Yuan talked eloquently.

"You seem to be a different person all of a sudden. The girl looked at Zhao Yuan's face full of masculine charm, this face was still extremely restrained at first, but now, it gives people a kind of masculinity.

"Miss Qiu Ju, do you agree?" Zhao Yuan walked up to the girl, his eyes full of endless aggression.

"It also depends on whether what you write makes it worthwhile for me to stay with you. Feeling the strong manly aura approaching, Qiu Ju was a little lost.

"Qiu Ju...... Tears...... There is a kind of flower, in the spring garden, when the flowers are in full bloom, you can't find it, and when the autumn wind rolls up the fallen leaves like a small yellow butterfly on the ground, it opens its beautiful petals, it is a chrysanthemum. Some people like peonies, some people like moon seasons, some people like lotuses, some people like narcissus, but I like the simple chrysanthemums. Although it does not have the grace and luxury of peony, the grace of the moon season, the nobility of lotus flowers that are not stained by mud, and the reputation of narcissus ——— Lingbo fairy, it has its own unique charm indomitable. In late autumn, the flowers wither, only the chrysanthemums bloom proudly...... Well, just take your name as a title. ”

Qiu Ju looked at Zhao Yuan blankly, with an obsessive expression, she knew that Zhao Yuan's peerless talent, but she didn't expect that what Zhao Yuan said casually was endlessly evocative.

Zhao Yuan strode to the desk, picked up the wolf's hair, walked the pen and snake, and a poem jumped on the paper.

"Han Ju"

Flowers do not bloom and flowers are bushes,

Independent dredging is a lot of fun.

I'd rather die with incense on the branches,

He once blew down in the north wind.

"Good poetry!"

"Flowers do not bloom and a hundred flowers are bushes, and the independent sparse hedge is not endless" These two chrysanthemum poems are people's consensus on chrysanthemums. Chrysanthemums do not bloom at the same time as flowers, and she is not a Coats when she is not vulgar.

"I'd rather die with incense on the branches, how could I have blown down in the north wind" further wrote that the chrysanthemum would rather die on the branches than be blown down by the north wind, depicting the arrogant and arrogant chrysanthemum, indicating that he adheres to the noble temperament.

Qiu Ju stood in front of the desk.

Zhao Yuan looked at Qiu Ju with a smile.

Suddenly, Zhao Yuan found that a layer of fine and dense beads of sweat appeared on Qiu Ju's white forehead.

She seemed nervous.

"Miss Qiu Ju, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, please!" Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"No!" Qiu Ju blurted out.

"We're talking about it. ”

“...... I...... But you said in your poem that I am a chrysanthemum who adheres to noble discipline without fear of the cold......" Qiu Ju showed a complicated expression on her face.

"It is worth the trip to go to Wushan with such a beautiful woman and come to the northern capital of Jucheng!"

Zhao Yuan smiled, grabbed Qiu Ju's slender jade waist, hugged Qiu Ju into his arms, kissed the seductive lips, and his hands were even more wanton and light, attacking the city. At this time, Qiu Ju was already confused, and her mouth kept moaning with blood.