wind blowing wind

"He chuckled a few times, that smile was clear and pure without any impurities,

"It's not fun." Wei Shengni replied nonchalantly, his eyes never leaving the easy-going man in white who was as gentle as a stream of water and as gentle as Dongyang.

"Young master is cold, don't be so rainy, I am a doctor, if you don't mind, please let me take your pulse?" The man was still gentle and elegant, as gentle as jade.

"Hmm." Wei Shengni stretched out his wrist as he said.

The man put on Wei Shengni's wrist, although it is the end of spring, it is not very cold, but there is still a cold touch from his fingertips, he frowned slightly, raised his eyes suspiciously to meet Wei Shengni's icy cold and ethereal Tong Mou said warmly: "Young Master's body is cold, but his pulse condition is no different from that of ordinary people.

Wei Sheng was silent.

The man didn't mind either, he looked at the single red robe on Wei Shengni's body with disapproval, and continued: "My lord, you should add more clothes."

"Who are you?" Wei Shengni suddenly changed the subject, an impulse in his heart.

"It's a pleasure to meet you at the beginning of Song Dynasty." The other party nodded slightly, and his smile widened a bit.

"At the beginning of Song Yan, the words follow the feelings and step into the early sun." Wei Shengni groaned out in response.

Song Yanchu was a little surprised, adding a little bit of liveliness to that gentle face, his starry eyes were full of smiles, like the warmth of spring, Yan Ruyu, he praised: "Young master has outstanding literary talent."

Wei Shengni couldn't help but fell into the pure smile of the other party, and said lightly: "Wei Shengni, the word goes back."

"Mr. Weisheng, the lower body is important, let's go first." Song Yanchu nodded gracefully, handed the plain umbrella to Weishengni and continued, "It's better to take an umbrella when it rains."

"Where are you going?" Wei Shengni quickly grabbed Song Yanchu's hand and pulled him back in front of him, as if a ray of candlelight in the darkness was about to leave.

Embarrassment flashed across Song Yanchu's face, he staggered away from Wei Shengni's embrace and said, "I really have something urgent, if I have a chance, I can have a drink with you."

For some reason, Wei Shengni didn't dare to do anything wrong in front of Song Yanchu, obviously the man in front of him couldn't fight, he was just a weak doctor, but he didn't want to hurt him, nor did he want to scare him.

Wei Shengni's eyes were a little hot, he looked at Song Yanchu fixedly, and his tone was unresistable insistence: "Yan Chu can call me, and you don't have to call yourself."

"Okay, go back." Song Yanchu was always easy-going but he agreed to him, and felt that the man in front of him was quite childish.

"En." Wei Shengni was suddenly in a good mood, showing a faint smile for the first time.

"Aren't you going back home? It's almost night now." Song Yanchu looked at the strange young man in front of him suspiciously. Although the young man was dressed in a simple red dress, the fine workmanship was made of expensive fabrics. He thought it belonged to some high-ranking official. Little boy.

Hearing the word "family member", Wei Sheng's eyes were covered with a layer of attachment and fragility, and his body was surrounded by wisps of cold air.After the death of his parents, Mu Yin is only his master, so is that his family?

"Go back?" Song Yanchu looked at Wei Shengni who had fallen silent, and felt a little distressed in his heart.

"Is Master considered family?" Wei Shengni asked lightly.

"A teacher for a day, a father for a lifetime, the master must be the closest person besides parents." Song Yanchu replied naturally.

"Yuyin is more than my dearest person." Wei Shengni lowered his eyes and said softly.

"Does Suhui respect and love Master?" Song Yanchu subconsciously asked

"I used to love very much, but now I can't love." Wei Shengni looked at the pure white and flawless Song Yanchu, and the other party's gentle smile slowly swept away the haze in his heart.

Song Yanchu was surprised by Wei Shengni's words and didn't know how to answer.

"Don't worry about what I said." Wei Sheng raised his eyebrows, looked at Song Yanchu evilly and continued, "Where are you going, I will follow you."

"Huh?" Song Yanchu was a little helpless, he said, "Do you always follow others casually?"

"Almost." Wei Shengni nodded. Speaking of which, these days he really followed some people around casually, but it seemed that the man in front of him gave him a very different feeling. There was a strong feeling in his heart that made him involuntarily want to get closer to this warmth. man.

"Well, how about going back to Xiashu Tang with me as a guest?" Song Yanchu, who was always easy-going, invited him graciously.

"Ah."

Wei Shengni let out a soft snort and activated his lightness kung fu, and the hem of his clothes swept away without a trace, leaving only ten thousand strands of rain, and the pure white fallen flowers of Lihua flew up into the sky, shaking all over the sky, fluttering up and down around Song Yanchu.

Song Yanchu looked around and saw that there were no people around, only the pear blossoms were left floating in the rain, it was really empty, this young man in red was so strange, but just as he was thinking, there was a flash of red in front of his eyes again.

"I forgot that you don't know how to fight." Wei Shengni waved his sleeves to sweep away the pear blossoms around him.

Song Yanchu suddenly laughed out loud, the micro life in his eyes could not be compared to 18 years, the silver-white hair was lingering in the breeze, the abyss-like light gray pupils pierced people's hearts, and the hunting red clothes revealed the reckless and unruly youth.

It was this very domineering young man in red that made Song Yanchu's quiet and windless heart lake ripple, like a green leaf quietly falling and floating on the water surface, gently rippling water patterns.

"Let's go." Song Yanchu still smiled lightly, with a gentle tone, as beautiful as jade and as quiet as orchid.

The two walked side by side, and Weisheng heard bursts of bells from his body, which made Song Yanchu very curious, the bells were melodious and pleasing to the ear, and he didn't seem like a vulgar thing, seeing this, he said: "Is there a bell on Suhui?

"En." After Wei Shengni finished speaking, he took off Zhai Cong from his waist, and held it in front of Song Yanchu's eyes, "How about giving it to you as a token of love if Yanchu likes me?"

"Ahem... No need, a gentleman doesn't take what others like." Song Yanchu choked on Wei Shengni's words, "I'm just curious."

Wei Sheng smiled and hung Zhai Cong back on his waist: "Then let's go."

As the setting sun shines, the golden afterglow wraps the two people who are walking away side by side. Everything is so harmonious and perfect. There is still a rain of pear blossoms, and the sky is full of spring, entangled with thousands of threads of love in reincarnation.

18

【Changling City Street】

It was the time when the warm sun was shining in the afternoon, and Anping Street was very lively, and the business of these food stalls was also booming.

On the corner of the street, there was a person standing elegantly, dressed in valuable silver-gray dark-patterned satin, and the jade-colored jade ring on the thumb of his left hand was really pretty.

On another street, a person shakes his jade fan lightly, smiling in the spring breeze, his hair is tied up high with a jade hairpin, which looks especially lively.The inside is covered with white silk and satin, and the outside is covered with a layer of light blue gauze, which makes people's eyes shine.

Facing each other, the two stopped at the same time, both showing surprise expressions, and walked towards the fish ball stand side by side.

"The fish balls here are unique in the world, and they are delicious." The man holding the fan said, it was Gu Xi.

The other person was Zuo Qiuyan, who looked at the small fish balls that popped out of the pot with great interest: "Is this what made you abandon Tianxiang Pavilion?"

"That's right, come, serve me two bowls."

As soon as the two stood here, they immediately attracted the attention of the surroundings, and everyone secretly looked at these two noble young masters.Due to Gu Xi's outstanding appearance and impressive lake green eyes, many people recognized him.But due to the high power and position, no one dared to get close.

"It seems that Lord Hou is quite famous in the imperial capital." Zuo Qiuyan said suddenly.

"I am over-flattered."

Feeling so shabby, the two found a table and sat down.

Afterwards, many guests came one after another, but none of them were very interesting and dared to sit down at the table between Gu Xi and Zuo Qiuyan, so the two of them were quiet, chatting leisurely with each other. Youzai.

"How about it, isn't it delicious?" Gu Xi was very proud, watching Zuo Qiuyan eat up a bowl.

"As expected of Yiqing's favorite delicacy, it can be called the top of the imperial capital." Zuoqiu Yan also said slowly, and then said in a moderate voice: "One more bowl."

Gu Xi laughed loudly, and said, "One more bowl!" At the same time, he closed his eyes and concentrated on it, and after making sure that there was no danger of a wall or ears, he said slowly, "How are you doing?"

Seeing that Gu Xi took the initiative to speak, Zuo Qiuyan knew that it was safe at this time, and replied: "It's about the same as when Yiqing left."

"Be specific."

"The second sister has something in her mind, and she seems to be plotting. The third brother is still superficially unwilling to make progress, but in fact wants to control the martial arts. On the surface, the fourth brother is full of filial piety, loyalty and trust, but in fact he is secretly colluding with Xichang... Brother Wuhuang is still with Father Huang." He paused when he said the last sentence, it seemed that there was an inexplicable taste, and some sour things were mixed into it.

Gu Xi heard it, he couldn't help but sneered, and tapped his chopsticks: "A Yan, don't you plan to marry a wife?"

There seemed to be a crack in Zuoqiu Yan's calm expression, "Yiqing really wants me to get married that much?"

Gu Xi had long understood Zuoqiu Yan's intentions, but he just replied: "If A Yan wants to achieve his goal, he has to seek help from his relatives."

Zuoqiu Yan sneered three times, and said: "Yiqing, I've said it many times, this is unnecessary, it will only become a burden."

"I don't understand what you're thinking?" Gu Xi raised his head, smiled at Zuo Qiuyan, and added at the end, "But with the support of your fifth brother, you won't be able to marry a wife."

"I understand that."

Zuo Qiujie's love and care for Zuo Qiu Yang is extraordinary, even to the point where it can be said that he is obsessed.

Gu Xi coughed twice and said, "I know you have a deep affection for your father and you are reluctant to marry a wife. I understand that."

"Those who know me are Yiqing."

The mind of the seventh prince can be described as exquisite and clear, with thousands of twists and turns, and nine twists and turns. When it comes to power and strategy, Gu Xi may not be as good as him who grew up in the palace.

As early as when he started dealing with him, Gu Xi could see that Zuo Qiuyan's feelings for Zuo Qiujie were beyond what a father and son could accommodate.Zuo Qiuyan was not favored since she was a child, and she was left alone from birth.