[Strategy of Yanxi Palace] How to create a book with the two words 鸳鸯

After returning to Pinghu Qiuyue, Yingluo discovered that one of the broken agates on the earring had been lost. She asked the maid to go back and look for it, but she had no hope of finding it.One is because she doesn't know where it fell, and the other is because she always has an intuition that the more she wants to find something, the more she can't find it. When you stop looking for it, maybe it will come back obediently.

Today's accident made He Jing lose the mood for horse racing, and she decided to have a good time another day.

The idea that Yingluo gave her about the imperial concubine's birthday gift was to make a paper-cut picture album, and the gift made by herself would definitely please the old man.Yingluo was dexterous, with scissors flying around her fingers and skillfully cut paper. He Jing's handwriting was in line with the queen's, graceful and generous, so she sat aside and copied Buddhist scriptures.It's not very tiring for the two to work together.

"Yingluo, do you like my little uncle?" He Jing asked suddenly.

Yingluo was taken aback, her hands stopped moving, she looked at He Jing in surprise, "Why do you ask that all of a sudden?"

He Jing pointed to the paper-cut in Yingluo's hand: "You lost your mind and didn't cut it according to the pattern we drew before. You cut the Buddha you want to cut into a guard with a knife. Your heart is not sincere. You are in Cao Ying's heart." Han, I arrested you."

"Isn't this my little uncle?" He Jing said.

Yingluo looked down and felt embarrassed, it was really what He Jing said, such an unintentional thing, it seemed like she was thinking about this guy.

But being insincere is not an option. In her previous life, she didn't believe in any gods and walked alone in the deep palace.The nobleman thought she was hitting a stone with an egg, but she didn't know that she was originally a stone, and she was not afraid of anything, just to hit other people's jade, and make people throw them at you.

Perhaps it was because of disbelief in the gods that this ended up like this. Now that I have the opportunity to do it all over again, I really have to thank the gods.

So Yingluo clasped her hands together and apologized sincerely to the paper-cut: "I hope the gods don't blame me, Yingluo will definitely copy a few Buddhist scriptures and present them as tributes."

He Jing smiled: "Other people pray to the Buddha for peace, but I am surprised that you would pray for the Buddha. Judging by your expression, I am afraid that you are going to the Yuelao Temple to pray for Yuelao."

Yingluo felt that this little girl was more eloquent than her, but she hadn't admitted that she liked Fu Heng yet, so how could she have followed Ming Lu in front of this girl He Jing, teasing her so blatantly.

Seeing that Yingluo was slightly annoyed, but she didn't make any progress, Hejing withdrew her smile and said solemnly: "After I go back, I will ask Queen Mother to suggest a fair marriage for Aunt Qi, and I won't mess up the rules because of haggling with her. , just to keep her from being annoying."

"However, I want to ask you something. Why are you so good at riding, especially when you save people? It's about the same level as the little uncle I heard about." He Jing asked inquiringly, claiming to be formal up.

Fu Heng's riding skills are very famous, because he learned from famous teachers, is talented, hardworking and studious, so he has both civil and military skills.In order not to lose to the full-flag concubines in the palace at the Mulan paddock, Yingluo intentionally or unintentionally went to pay homage to her master. The equestrian master she worshiped was precisely this old man. Scoop, but also practical.

In a sense, she is still Fu Heng's junior sister, but unfortunately, she never had the chance to call him senior brother.

The emperor praised her for her superb riding skills, but she didn't have the opportunity to show this skill at the beginning, so I don't know if the emperor thought of Fu Heng after seeing things.I guess he didn't think of it, otherwise he might be ashamed, but it's nothing if he thought of it, he would be stunned to death.

However, Guerjia Yingluo has never worshiped that famous teacher, so Yingluo also turned serious, and she said: "The Qing Dynasty is in the world that is about to conquer, and the ministers are from the Guerjia clan, and they have been taught by Ama since childhood. , don’t forget your roots, so you are very interested in riding and archery, and practiced it since you were a child.”

"That's talent. I heard that the imperial concubine was also very good at riding back then." He Jingzan said, looking at her with a more friendly look, which made Yingluo feel a little terrified, "The Fucha family has a villa in the suburbs of Beijing. , it is suitable for traveling with horses."

Yingluo pretended not to understand and picked up the paper-cut again. He Jing forgot the question just asked, probably because she had already figured out the answer in her heart, and felt that Yingluo must have liked it by default, otherwise why did she put her hands together?

She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was really hard to say just now, if she confessed to He Jing directly, she would not be reserved enough, and she might be suspected of spoiling the princess.

But if she was really asked to answer, the answer would of course be - I like it.

Although the lotus is not in bloom this season, the lotus leaves are already in clusters.Yu Hewan heard that there are three wonders in this water, one is the first melting snow on the mountain, the other is the dew that condenses on the flowers that bloom only in the morning, and the third is the pearls on the lotus leaves after the rain.After filtering, they can be used for cooking, so she had a whim and urged Sister Jinghuang to accompany her to pick them.

It is fine to let the court lady do this kind of thing, but seeing that He Wan is interested, she got up early, and He Jing couldn't bear to disturb her.Although there are no snow-capped mountains here, flower dew is common, so He Jing took He Wan to pick flower dew, and asked Yingluo to stay and continue paper-cutting.

As a result, it rained lightly after the two of them went out. Yingluo put down the paper-cut, thinking of the gentle and lovely smile, she took the bottle and ran to the lake. The maid wanted to follow, but she stopped her.

Harvesting raindrops was a purpose, but after the rain, boating on the lake and looking at the lotus leaves was an elegant pleasure. Anyway, she came to Yuanmingyuan for fun. She hadn't been so wanton in a long time, so she really should enjoy it.

In the end, she rowed the boat and reached the middle of the lake. Yingluo rubbed her wrists, and she wanted to lie down on the boat for a while.Unexpectedly, another small boat sailed from the depths of the lotus and collided with her boat. She was so shocked that she almost lost her footing: How can anyone be so elegant?

Then Yingluo saw a familiar person.

She swore it was really a coincidence this time.

Fu Heng looked at the bottle in Yingluo's hand, and glanced over the bottle in his hand, making an explanation.

Yingluo suddenly realized that Fu Heng also came here to talk to Wan, but he should be afraid and tired of respect, but he is really a good uncle.

"So it's the young master, I'm really in a good mood." Yingluo said.

Fu Heng glanced at her suspiciously, only to feel that this girl must be a white fox domesticated in the beast garden that sneaked out and took the shape of a human, otherwise there was a sly and nimble look in her eyebrows and eyes.

The day before yesterday he was a little confused because of her "Fucha bodyguard" who was no different from anyone else, but today she changed back to the young master.

"Yingluo Gege." Fu Heng said, since there was no one around, he opened the window to speak out, and today he will ask the truth: "Is it interesting to tease the humble minister?"

Yingluo blinked innocently, no, what is Fu Heng talking about, why is she teasing Fu Heng?

She thought about it, and then thought about it, and then she suddenly realized, could it be that Fu Heng has been entangled for a long time because of her two names with different attitudes?

Thinking of this, Yingluo burst out laughing suddenly, her brows and eyes were stained with pride, why is this person so...cute.

Fu Heng wanted to have a serious conversation with her, but Yingluo didn't expect Yingluo to be so serious, so she even laughed.Her smile made Fu Heng suddenly realize that the girl might have guessed something, and he immediately felt ashamed: "Ge Ge, this shouldn't be done by a lady."

Yingluo smiled slightly, but seeing that Fu Heng was a little annoyed, she thought it was fun, so she stopped teasing him: "Lian Ye He Tiantian, the world only knows that there are lotus picking girls in the south of the Yangtze River, but they don't know that some people who live by water all the year round are The whole family makes a living out of lotus, not only the girl picks lotus, but also the whole family and even husband and wife, and there are many good stories about going boating on the lake."

Seeing Fu Heng frown, Yingluo continued: "Young Master Xu felt inappropriate again, but who would care so much for a poor family? Just like now, what's the point of me calling you Young Master? Anyway, there is no one else to listen to." Until... Heaven knows, the earth knows, you know, I know, is it possible that you will tell it?"

Of course Fu Heng wouldn't say it, but he also knew that Yingluo was talking nonsense, how could the lotus picking boys and girls be the same as the two of them.

But how could Yingluo give him a chance to refute, and the girl curled her lips into a smile: "Then what do you like to be called, Fucha guard or young master, or something else?"

According to the etiquette he has followed for many years, it should be the former, but he really does not reject the latter, he can only say that this girl is too bold... It doesn't matter if a noble lady from Manchuria is bolder.

Fu Heng really thought about it seriously, what is his favorite title?Maybe there will be a girl you like in the future, and you can call him "Chunhe" in private.

"Are you so bold to others?" Fu Heng asked.He has to confirm whether the girl in front of him treats everyone like this, or just treats him like this. If it's the former, it's another matter. If it's the latter... Isn't that really interested in him?

Yah, hooked.

Yingluo saw a koi under the boat wagging its tail and flashing past, she smiled slightly, and was about to speak, but there was a sudden explosion of thunder, which almost made her fall off the boat.

This must be the price of calculating others and making her feel guilty, Yingluo thinks so.But Fu Heng definitely wouldn't just watch her fall into the water. This kind of person would think it's wrong to see other people applying medicine, and it's even more impossible to see her completely wet.

Of course, Fu Heng caught her in time and let her stand firmly on his boat. The two looked at each other for a moment, only to feel that the fragrance of lotus in the air seemed to be mixed with something faintly. The ambiguity makes people want to keep this inappropriate distance until the end of time.

However, the weather was not good, and the next moment it was raining heavily, and the person who hit him suddenly woke up and hid in the boat to avoid the rain.

The two of them are quite embarrassed now, but fortunately, there is a towel in the boat to wipe the water off their faces, and their clothes are not too wet, so it is not embarrassing.Although the ambiguous atmosphere dissipated a lot, Yingluo felt that the relationship between them seemed inexplicably closer.

"The rain comes and goes, and it should stop after a while, but right now, we may have to sleep for a while." Yingluo said.

Fu Heng hummed, then suddenly untied the sachet on his waist, took out something and handed it to her: "The thing returns to its original owner."

Yingluo saw that it was the broken agate she had dropped earlier, and the little red gem was lying in his palm.She glanced at the earrings, then at Fu Heng, thanked her and took the item, only to feel that the sound of the crackling rain outside was much quieter, and the time was quiet for a while.

He Dang cut the candles on the west window together, but said that when it rained at night in Bashan—there was no night rain in Bashan, only being trapped on the lake, but it was also wonderful.

Fu Heng is a smart person. Although he is emotionally ignorant, he can also feel that Yingluo has something special for him after going back and forth, but he still needs to get to the bottom of it and ask: "You haven't answered yet?" My question."

Yingluo thought, this person is real, so what if she answers yes, so what if she doesn't?But she didn't want to answer so directly, because Fu Heng didn't like her to a certain extent, so she decided to be ambiguous and let Fu Heng guess by himself. After guessing, he became more interested.

"Does Fucha's bodyguard remember the good story on the boat I mentioned just now?" Yingluo asked, seeing Fu Heng nodding, and the sound of rain outside the window was indeed quiet, she got up and walked to the bow, and jumped back to her boat in the light rain .

The Luohua man is independent, and the little swifts are flying together—a pair of swallows happened to fly by, picking up a falling flower, and the raindrops fell on her smooth forehead, but Yingluo's eyes were extraordinarily bright: "Fucha guard, have you ever heard Transcendence song?"

After she finished speaking, she didn't give any explanation, and just rowed away.

Left behind, Fu Heng only felt that the cool raindrops brought a little coolness, but it couldn't cover the slight heat that gradually rose on his face. He felt that there was a well in his heart just now, and the bucket was up and down, and finally turned into a water well. The fireworks in the sky are blooming in brilliant colors.

The more people sing, the more people sing... The mountains have trees and trees have branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king and the king does not know it.

The jade pendant belongs to him, the agate belongs to her, everything belongs to the original owner.

So where does Yingluo's heart belong?

No, you still have to ask.

So why does he always want to ask clearly?

The author has something to say:

He Jing: How is fishing today?

Yingluo: If you take the bait and withdraw the fishing rod, the fish will catch up and bite. The agate belongs to me, and I belong to you.

[There are pictures in this chapter, see weibo Beichuan has Nuan Nuan Nuan, search for Fu Ying]