Civil servants of the Tang Dynasty

"It's rare, I do this every day," Tang Cheng replied angrily, "You've said this no less than eight times, and it's not annoying."

Chapter 1 This Night

Seeing this, Tang Cheng gritted his teeth and rode his horse to catch up. Now it is hard, but it also has a big harvest. One is to save time on the road. After all, the less time he spends outside in this situation, the better. Through this long-distance horse riding, the skill of riding a horse back and forth twice is considered to be completely mastered.

All the way to the east, Wu Yujun, who was full of lust, led the way. Xiaoxing traveled really fast after staying overnight, and within a few days, the four of them had already left the Shannan East Road. After seeing the vast Huai River ahead, Tang Cheng reluctantly I couldn't help but yelled joyously along with Wu Yujun, damn it, this tormenting dry road is finally over.

If you want to move the boat near the mouth of the river, the prow of the boat will offer wine to the gods.

The four of Tang Cheng hired two fast boats, one for him and Wu Yujun, and the other for the two captains who followed.After boarding the boat, Tang Cheng sat down immediately, resting his legs and watching the boatman with great interest as he performed sacrifices to the gods before departure, but Wu Yujun rushed to the shore with his long entourage regardless of his physical fatigue. What are you doing?

Burning incense, pouring wine, killing chickens, and after the boatman finished offering sacrifices to the gods, Wu Yujun also came back, but there were two beautifully dressed women with him.

"It's more difficult on this boat than on the shore, so at least find two boat girls to amuse me." Wu Yujun hooked Tang Cheng's shoulder and said, "Don't say that brother is not interesting, I'll let you choose between the two."

Bustards love banknotes, and sisters love beauty. Compared with Wu Yujun, Tang Cheng is younger and more popular. Hearing this, the two boat girls looked at each other, hoping that the young man in front of him would choose him. good.

"I don't want any of them. Good things have to be kept for my daughter-in-law. You should take it easy. Don't let your feet go soft before you reach Yangzhou." Tang Cheng finished with a smile, and before Wu Yujun could say anything, he turned and got into the cabin inside.

In the cabin of the fast boat, there are two narrow and long single rooms separated by reed mats. Although there is no way to stand up, it’s okay to lie down and sleep. I’m really tired from rushing for the past few days. Tang Cheng closed the cabin door and turned around. He lay down and fell asleep, and Wu Yujun knocked on the cabin door twice, but he ignored it.

Sleepy Tang Cheng was woken up by the sound of skin and flesh bumping next door, mixed with the groans of a woman. If you say this woman's voice calling the bed is really distinctive, just like a boat sailing in the river, It lasts a long time.

Tang Cheng, who was disturbed and sleepy, raised his hand and patted the reed mat vigorously, and immediately heard Wu Yujun over there said with a panting lewd laugh: "Ah Cheng can't hold back, so come here, brother let you."

What can Tang Cheng do when he encounters such a superb product, he doesn't even bother to reply, he gets up and leaves the cabin.

Stepping out of the cabin, the wet river wind blows head-on, sweeping away Tang Cheng's remaining drowsiness. The season is July, and the willow waves on both sides of the Huai River are densely green, exuding a burst of high-spirited vitality. This kind of scenery, coupled with the spotless green river and sky in front of the Clippers, makes people feel broad-minded and refreshed.

"That high-ranking official has good means." The one who spoke was Lao Jiang, a boatman in his early fifties with a face full of rust.

Tang Cheng withdrew his gaze from Jiang Tianyise, and after a moment of stupefaction, he realized that the boatman was talking about Wu Yujun. The clipper boat was not big, and the reed mat used as a cover was pitifully thin. What else could he not hear?

Tang Cheng didn't want to discuss such a private matter with the boatman, so he changed the subject with a smile and said, "How long have you been on the boat, Lao Jiang?".

"Since I got on the boat at the age of 16, it is now 57 or 41 years!" Lao Jiang's words are full of emotion. The river is stable during this period, and Lao Jiang let the boat flow with his sails, bending over to lift the back board From the upper deck, a few rocks, a pot, other things and a big red lacquered gourd were taken out.

After arranging all these, Lao Jiang finally took out a carp weighing three to four catties that was still alive and kicking. He dissected the fish, lit the fire, and boiled the fish. He lived on the boat for more than 30 years. He was very proficient, and after a while, a cloud of cooking smoke was floating on the river.

"The muddy wine brewed at home, please taste it!" Tang Cheng took the wine bowl handed over by Lao Jiang, and saw that the wine was slightly turbid with a green color, and he took a sip, but the taste of the wine was better than that of a wine shop. The one in it is even stronger, and the most rare thing is that the sweet and sour taste is most suitable for drinking in midsummer, "good fruit wine!".

"The guests who come and go say that as long as they have had a drink!" Lao Jiang, who was holding a wine bowl, stroked his beard dripping with wine and laughed.

Tang Cheng drank the wine in the bowl in one breath, and Tang Cheng didn't wait for Lao Jiang to let him go, he took the big belly red lacquered gourd and filled the bowl again.

One bowl for you, one bowl for me, half gourd fruit wine went down in a short time, watching the setting sun in front of the river and the sky reflected a residual red at the junction of the river and the sky, and the pot was already gurgling, Seeing that the river fish is about to be cooked.

Although the wine in the Tang Dynasty was pressed, it was not as high as the distilled wine in later generations, but it still couldn't hold back drinking too much, coupled with the wind blowing in the face of the river, the alcohol rose faster, sitting on the boat, holding the wine Looking at the river rolling eastward in front of him, and the white-haired boatman beside him stroking his beard and smiling, all Tang Cheng lingered in his heart was the opening words of the popular song "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

After the bowl of wine was exhausted, Tang Cheng, who felt that his chest was full of anger, didn't pour any more wine. He got up and went to the bow of the boat. At the opening, he sang the opening lyric following the tune of Yang Hongji of later generations:

Rolling water in the east of the Yangtze River,

The waves rushed to the hero.

Success or failure turned empty.

Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns.

Baifa Yuqiao, Jiangzhu,

Used to see the autumn and spring breeze.

A jug of muddy wine meets together.

Many things from ancient to modern times are all being discussed with laughter.

Under the urging of drunkenness, Tang Cheng sang loudly. The first half of the song was purely full of vigor, and he sang the opening lyrics of this song entrusting the sigh of the rise and fall of infinite life with impassioned enthusiasm. It was completely wrong, until the second half of the line, especially the last sentence of the repeating series, after venting the anger in his chest due to alcohol, Tang Cheng, who suddenly remembered his time travel experience, was back on the right track this time.

All kinds of things in the later life, the neglect when I was a teenager, the goldfish leaving without saying goodbye, the absurdity of time travel, the hardships of the first-time family members, etc., etc., whether it is true or absurd, life is only a hundred years, and this hundred years of life will one day be followed by others. Let the river flow away without a trace.

Repeatedly, after singing the ending line three times in a row, Tang Cheng felt that the lump in his chest disappeared, took a deep breath of the fishy and wet river wind, and felt an indescribable sense of relaxation all over his body.

After Tang Cheng finished speaking, Wu Yujun opened the cabin door and just said, "Ah Cheng, what song are you singing, people who listen to it..." Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly heard someone's voice not far from the right Applauded, "Excellent good words! It's a pity that this is the Huai River but not the Yangtze River."

Tang Cheng, who was standing on the bow of the boat with a wine bowl in his hand, pressed down his clothes that had been blown by the river wind, followed the sound of applause, and there was a fast boat walking side by side, not far from the right side, dragging back about ten steps. The person who applauded also stood at the bow of the boat like him.

It was clear from the applause just now that it was a woman with a crisp voice, but the person at the bow of the boat was clearly wearing moon-white men's Confucian clothing.

"Don't look, this is a woman." Wu Yujun walked to Tang Cheng while arranging his clothes, "Ah Cheng, you don't know the places you go. Ever since the noble ladies in the imperial capital began to make men's clothes, this trend It came out from Chang'an." After a short pause, Wu Yujun suddenly became excited, "This girl has a taste, she is stunning!", the guy said in his mouth, and kept poking Tang Cheng's waist with his hands, "Get over here, get her over here!".

"Your eyes are so good." Tang Cheng ignored Wu Yujun's noise and bowed his hands to the boat to express his gratitude.Seeing this, the woman also saluted back.

After Tang Cheng nodded, he returned to the bow. At this moment, the boatman lifted the lid of the pot, and a puff of white air suddenly surged up, but it turned out that the river fish had been cooked.

Reluctantly following Tang Cheng back and sitting down, Wu Yujun kept muttering to himself: "Ah Cheng, you didn't see clearly, that bitch is stunning, stunning!" He kept clicking his tongue as he spoke. Mouth.

"You can't stop your mouth if you have something to eat?" Tang Cheng stuffed the bowl into Wu Yujun's hand, "By the way, call your boat lady too."

After a while, the tidy boat lady came out of the cabin, and Wu Yujun took out the dried meat that had been prepared in advance, and the four of them ate while chatting.

Until the pot of fish in the lake was almost eaten, Wu Yujun turned his head from the boat over there again and said with a smile: "That boat has been following us, there is a door!".

When the pot of river fish was finished, the full moon had jumped onto the willow branch in the distance, and the boatman drove the fast boat for several miles, and then anchored on a sandbar. Light it up, and there is a boundless silence between heaven and earth.

"Go and fetch the toothbrush," Wu Yujun, who was too sleepy too early, gave instructions to the boat lady, and then reached out and poked Tang Cheng, "Here we come, look, here we come!".

The fast boat at dusk really slid into this small sandbar, and then the boatman on the boat actually put the plank on board Tang Cheng's boat. The little servant girl in apricot clothes stepped onto the board with a lamp in her hand.

"Look at the lamp she is holding in her hand. It is definitely the handicraft of the Chang'an imperial city prisoner. This woman has a lot of background, a family, and a family." Wu Yujun, who whispered to Tang Cheng in a low voice, became more and more excited.

In just a short while, the maid in Xingyi, who was carrying the palace lantern, had already boarded the boat here, went straight to Tang Cheng and handed over a piece of elegant paper while bowing to Tang Cheng.

Glittering water shadows, hazy moonlight, shadowy palace lanterns, and a small girl in apricot clothes with picturesque eyebrows, all these things happened too suddenly, and the combination of these elements reminded Tang Cheng suddenly of Pu Songling's Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio. "The scene in.

Tang Cheng unfolded the paper with the help of the moonlight and the shadow of the lamp, and what came into his eyes was an elegant orchid regular script:

Singing poems near the river, hearing the words to know people, the river is lonely, I would like to take a long night tour with my husband, to know the king and Yada, I will live up to the meaning of the grand invitation.

The inscription after the letter is also simple, and there are no such items as the usual birthplace in the name of the time, only the two small characters of "Ling Yi".Sure enough, it was the woman who was greeted by the boat in the afternoon, but Tang Cheng didn't expect Ling Yi to act so casually, the two of them had never known each other before and sent someone to take a long-night invitation tour, the scene in front of him was more and more like Pu Songling's writing The story of Liaozhai.

He was a little distracted, and the little girl in apricot clothes once again blessed her body as a gift, which clearly meant to urge him. At the same time, Wu Yujun also stabbed Tang Cheng's waist vigorously through the shadow.

The other party is a woman who dares to take the initiative to invite. If I refuse, I will not be underestimated. On the one hand, it is because of my arrogance, and on the other hand, the scene in front of me has aroused Tang Cheng's curiosity. He smiled and said: " Honorable guests invite you, dare you refuse to obey?"

"The master welcomes you, sir." The voice of the little servant girl in Xingyi was just like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley, and it was very pleasant to hear. After she finished speaking, she bowed again and retreated from the board.

"Hurry up and change clothes." Wu Yujun, who watched the little maid in apricot clothes go back, stretched out his hand and tugged at Tang Cheng, "Look at this style, and that girl's accent, her master is definitely from the capital, hey! I heard people say that the girls of the noble family in the imperial capital are naturally bold and unrestrained, and today I saw that she is indeed so, after a long night, tsk tsk! Ah Cheng, you should hurry up!".

Tang Cheng also saw some materials in later generations that recorded the atmosphere of Chang'an before and after the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, and he knew that the social atmosphere at that time was extremely free, especially the noble and prosperous family at the foot of the emperor, but no matter how free the social atmosphere was, It shouldn't be as unbearable as Wu Yujun said.

Tang Cheng didn't take Wu Yujun's words to heart. After returning to the cabin and changing into a bamboo-pattern shirt, he walked from the board to the opposite boat, followed by the excited Wu Yujun.

Kankan waited for Tang Cheng to step on the woman's boat, and the palace lantern in the hand of the Xingyi little servant girl who was welcoming the guests by the boarding moved forward slightly, blocking Wu Yujun who was behind.

"This is my friend, I want to come with you, I want to go with you", Tang Cheng just finished speaking, and then he heard a female voice in the cabin say: "Qing Xing, do you still want to invite guests over?" Ling Yi, who was applauded across the boat, has already walked out of the cabin.

Ling Yi is still dressed in men's clothes, her tall figure is set off by the fluttering Confucian clothes, showing a different kind of grace, her facial features are very delicate, she is indeed as beautiful as Wu Yujun said, but the biggest feature is that The combination of facial features on her face is not as flat as most people in Tang Dynasty. Her big eyes and straight nose bridge, including her cheeks and lips, all look very three-dimensional. Three-point demeanor.

In addition, what I have to say is that Ling Yi naturally has a capable demeanor. This kind of demeanor is not deliberately pretended, but it is naturally revealed in every move she makes. The woman gave Tang Cheng the feeling that she was an elite female executive in a foreign-funded company in later generations.

Taking Wu Yujun's experience of roaming around in the flowers, he has seen a lot of beautiful women. The reason why he can't forget this woman all afternoon, and when he mentions her, he is very excited. I am afraid that what really attracts him is Ling Yi. Let's have a temperament. After all, in the Tang Dynasty more than 300 years ago, it was hard to find a woman with such a temperament. The more she was, the more she could attract men and arouse men's desire to conquer.

After Ling Yi got out of the cabin, he bowed his hands to Tang Cheng and the two like a man, and then waved. The boatman on the other side was about to retrieve the board and put his hand on the weedy river bank.

At this time, the little girl in Xingyi took out the pipa from the cabin and hugged it in her arms, "Please", after Ling Yi invited the guests, she took the palace lantern from the little girl's hand and put it on the board, and she wanted to go first.

Tang Cheng didn't wait for Ling Yi to take a step, and took the palace lantern in her hand. After all, it was night, and the river bank was covered with weeds, how could she be the first woman, "Let me come!" .

Hearing this, Ling Yi glanced approvingly, but didn't speak, and let Tang Cheng take the palace lantern from her hand.

Tang Cheng stepped onto the bank of the river amidst the sound of leaping frogs. At this time, the moon sky was like a wash, and night insects chirped in his ears, but the chirping insects not only did not bring the due excitement, but on the contrary added a bit more excitement to the river bank on a moonlit night. This scene is just like what Wang Ji said in "Entering the Ruoye River": the forest is more quiet with the noise of cicadas, and the mountain with singing birds is more secluded.

"What did you say?" Tang Cheng said to himself in a low voice, Ling Yi couldn't hear clearly.

Tang Cheng paused, and after standing side by side with Rong Lingyi, he simply recited the whole poem together:

What is there is a lot of air and water.

Yinxia was born far away, and Yangjing returned.

The cicada noise forest is more quiet, and the bird song mountain is even quieter.

Move back to home here and travel for many years.

After reciting, Tang Cheng said with a leisurely smile: "When I recited this poem before, I always felt that the teacher was exaggerating, and it might not be good. After all, I have to go through tonight's night tour to realize the beauty of it. The cicadas are noisy and the forest is more than quiet. Birdsong Mountain is even more secluded! It turns out that the true silence is set off by sound."

Since traveling back to the Tang Dynasty, Tang Cheng, who hopes to change the embarrassing situation at home, has never really relaxed in his heart. This trip to Yangzhou is just like traveling in later generations. It can make people temporarily leave everything around them and get physical and mental relaxation. , coupled with the elegant pleasure of swimming in the river on a moonlit night, made him feel a little more elegant than the daily chores when he relaxed, "The scene in front of me reminds me of the scene of collecting firewood at home. Dingding Mountain is more secluded! In fact, it is similar to Wang Wenhai's "Cicada Noisy" two sentences."

Wu Yujun, who was following behind, couldn't help curling his lips when he heard Tang Cheng talk about going up the mountain to collect firewood. This Tang Cheng was dumbfounded, why did he say this.

Ling Yi was also taken aback when he heard the words, and after turning his head to look at Tang Cheng's clothes, his eyes fell on his face again.

Under the faint moonlight, Tang Cheng, who had completely relaxed his mood, had a bright and happy face. When he talked about the experience of collecting firewood in the mountains, he was not at all unnatural. Ling saw this with a slight smile, "Chunshan has no companions and seeks alone, logging Dingdingshan It's more secluded! It's a joy of landscape and countryside".

A good speech is naturally a good speech. Can Du Fu's famous sentence be a good speech?As for the joy of the pastoral... People who have not personally experienced farming in the field will never understand the hard work behind this fun, and Tang Cheng is not willing to use the hard work of farmers as a talking point, so after hearing the words Tang Cheng didn't continue to talk about this topic, and turned his head to look at the moonlight and water-colored river after a faint smile.

In the afternoon, it was a little far away, and Ling Yi didn't have Wu Yujun's good eyesight, so he didn't see Tang Cheng's face clearly. He just thought that he not only had a good speech but also had a good demeanor when he sang poems by the river. , She was surprised by Tang Cheng's youth at first, but now she was surprised by Tang Cheng's tranquility.

Judging from his age, he is only about seventeen or eighteen years old. The youths of his age in the imperial capital are at the time when they are freshly clothed and angry, and their temperament is the most active. .

"Golden State Tangcheng".

"Scholar who studies?" Seeing Tang Cheng nodding his head, Ling Yi, who was walking slowly, asked again with great interest, "Scholar from Jinshi?".

"Ming Jing!", the few people arrived at a mound on the river bank while walking slowly. Tang Cheng was in a good mood tonight. After the rare experience of night tour, he really didn't want to let such greetings ruin his relaxed mood, so he picked up the lamp and went up. Behind the mound, staring at the beautiful scenery of the river and the sky in front of him, he said to the little servant girl in apricot clothes who was holding a pipa: "How about a song "Moonlight Night on the Spring River"?".

"It turned out to be from the Ming Jing Division!" Tang Cheng in front of him was really unexpected again and again. Seeing the little maid in Xingyi looking over, Ling Yi waved his hand and nodded.

Chapter 1 This Night

The pipa was plucked lightly three or two times, and the voice of the little servant girl in apricot clothes followed the sound of the pipa, and Zhang Ruoxu's solitary poem "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" spread with the wind of the river:

The tide of the Chunjiang River connects to the sea level, and the sea and the moon coexist with the tide.Yanyan followed the waves for thousands of miles, where is the spring river without moonlight.

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlit flowers and forests look like hail.Frost in the sky flies unconsciously, and Baisha cannot be seen in Tingshang.

The sky is the same colorless, and there is a solitary moon wheel in the sky.Who first saw the moon by the river?When does Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year?

Life is endless from generation to generation, Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.I don't know who Jiangyue is for, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.

The white clouds were gone, and Qingfengpu was full of sorrow.Who's Bian Zhouzi tonight?Where is Acacia Mingyue Tower?

Poor wandering upstairs in the moon, should be shone away from the makeup mirror.The Yuhu curtain can't be rolled away, but it is returned on the anvil.

At this time, I look at each other and not hear, and I am willing to look at each other month by month.The swan goose flies for a long time, and the ichthyosaur dives into the water.

Last night the dream of Xiantan fell, and Poor Chun didn't return home for a while.The river flows and spring is gone, and the river ponds fall to the west.

The oblique moon sinks and the sea fog is hidden, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is boundless.I don't know how many people will return to Chengyue, and the falling moon is full of love.

This is the second time Tang Cheng has listened to the song since traveling. Compared with the first time with the red girl, this little girl in apricot clothes is much better in both singing and accompaniment. , moon, and night are all the same as the beautiful scenery described by Zhang Ruoxu, after a few sentences.Tang Chenggong, who was watching the river scene at night, was completely immersed in the pipa and singing of Xingyi Xiaoyan.

The river tide is connected to the sea, and the moon tides are born together.The river twists and turns around the Jiangye full of flowers and plants. The moonlight washes away the colorful lights of all things in the world, and dyes the world into a dreamlike silver color. With the leisurely singing of the apricot-clothed maid, the night view of the Huai River in front of Tang Cheng suddenly becomes astonishing. It merges with Zhang Ruoxu's beautiful and quiet spring river flowers and moonlit night.

Perhaps it was because the entry was too deep. In this clear and clear world, his mind has merged with Zhang Ruoxu's meditation and reverie. The generation is endless, the river and the moon are only similar every year." These four lines of poems are just like Hong Zhong Dalu hitting the most secret corner of Tang Cheng's heart. And the strange thing of crossing itself has become an unsolvable puzzle just like Jiang Yue in front of him.

Stuck in this unsolvable puzzle, Tang Cheng thought more and more deeply, so that he didn't even care to listen to the lyrics of the song, and he didn't know when the whole song would end.

"Looking up at the bright moon, expressing my love for Qianliguang. Seeing brother Tang so addicted to this song, is it because of the thoughts of people far away that he suddenly felt the desire to return home?" Ling Yi's slightly teasing words awakened him who was sinking into his deep thoughts. Tang Cheng, feeling in his chest, said casually: "The ancients did not see the current moon, but this month once illuminated the ancients! Homecoming? My hometown is still there, but I can never go back...".

There was no reason for what he said, not only Ling Yi, but also Wu Yujun, who was quite familiar with him, couldn't understand. Seeing this, Tang Cheng hurriedly interrupted the topic and invited Ling Yi to move forward.

It's just that after this song, Tang Cheng's state of mind inevitably changed again. The initial elegance was swept away, and now he is just as sad and unsatisfied as the song "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" just now, but he doesn't feel sad. How much do you want to talk.

That Ling Yi was also an exquisite mind, and after seeing Tang Cheng's intentions, she didn't say anything more. A lamp flickered, and the two walked forward side by side in silence. It's so depressing, is this a night tour with lights up?If I had known this, it would be better to hug that boat lady on my own boat. This Tang Cheng is really out of his wits. When he catches up with such a good opportunity, others would be afraid to pour honey soup. There are people like him there. Like a stuffed gourd.

On a quiet night, by the river with the sound of water, covered with cold moonlight, walking slowly against the wind blowing from the river, it is really clear and clear. Tang Cheng didn't want to talk at the time, until he left After a while, I couldn't bear to speak any more, for fear of destroying the tranquility.

From one side to the other, his eyes met Ling Yi who was beside him. He only looked at the intoxicated look in her eyes. It was obvious that he had the same thoughts as his own, with the same heart and the same reason. When the two eyes met, Hui Then they looked at each other with a heart-to-heart smile.

It was this smile that silently shortened the distance between the two of them, so when Ling Yi was frightened by the insect frog that suddenly jumped out of the grass at his feet, and his body tilted slightly, Tang Cheng stretched out his arms very naturally. her waist.

There was no previous sentence, but at this time Tang Cheng did such a thing suddenly, only to scare Wu Yujun behind him, he couldn't understand, how could Tang Cheng, who was still a bumpy elm just now, have such courage ?However, compared with this doubt, he was more worried. The lady in men's clothing in front of him seemed to have a rather complicated identity. What if something happened because of Tang Cheng's unruly and frivolous actions?

But the development of the situation was beyond Wu Yujun's expectation. I saw that the girl who hadn't even given him a face since the meeting let Tang Cheng hug her. What was even more evil was that the girl who was clearly taken advantage of by Tang Cheng was not only angry, She even thanked her, and from the tone of her thank you, even a fool could tell that she had a good impression of Tang Cheng.

"It's hard for me to misjudge Tang Cheng. In fact, he is a master in the relationship between men and women, a master?" Just as Wu Yujun was thinking, the scene in front of him almost made him doubt his own eyes. Come on, Tang Cheng... He stretched out his hand to hold the little girl's hand like this, "It's dark and the road is slippery, and the river bank is rough, I'd better hold you."

In the empty and quiet night, Tang Cheng's voice was clear and warm. Ling Yi turned her head in surprise, and what she saw was Tang Cheng's Guangyue Feiqi's face. Although she had been very careful, she still didn't see a trace of it. The lust between a man and a woman, at this moment, this man's eyes are as clear as the Huaihe River flowing eastward, with a touch of care and warmth.

After seeing this clearly, Ling Yi's sudden sullenness quickly dissipated. Turning her head around, she continued to walk forward, but her hand was just like this... in Tang Cheng's palm.

This woman who wears men's clothes looks like a tough guy who is not easy to get started at first glance. Tang Cheng didn't say a word. He first grabbed his waist and then covered his little hands. Grandma, there really is such a clever way to keep a girl in the world, and when he shook his head, he saw the same horrified face. Obviously, the little girl in apricot clothes was also shocked by the scene in front of her, and didn't understand at all. He even couldn't believe that what he saw was actually true.