Great Song

"What's going on with your yard?!" Looking at the scene in front of him, Mi Fu felt his eyes darken.I haven't been here for a few days, how did the nice courtyard turn into such a ghost!

By the elegant and quiet pond, a long canal was dug, and a very clumsy potter's wheel was installed.On the white-walled and blue-tiled roof, there is a vat erected inexplicably, and the long bamboo rafts are like tails, hanging straight into the lake.There are also several large water tanks with a height of half a person in the courtyard. Instead of raising fish and lotus, they are filled with sand.This is not over yet, several masons are still busy in the house, I don't know what to do.

"Your yard has been robbed, right?" Mi Fu cried out heartbroken.

Lying on the low couch beside her, Zhen Qiong lazily said: "This is practical. It is much more useful than that broken stone."

"Does the official Han know about such a waste of the yard?" Knowing that it was the idea of ​​this "vulgar thing", Mi Fu became even more indignant. He couldn't even keep the Taihu Stone in the future, right?

"It was specially repaired by Mr. Han for me!" Upon hearing this, Zhen Qiong began to show off happily.Daguan Han even set up a chair for him to supervise the work outside.If there is something inappropriate, it can be corrected on the spot.

Hopeless!Mi Fu covered his chest, only to feel that his beloved peony was chewed by a cow.

Zhen Qiong glared at him instead: "If you don't like it, don't run here all day long."

It's too late for him to be happy to be less annoying.

He hasn't finished painting Taihu Stone yet, so he can't give up halfway!Mi Fu collected himself, looked at the lake for a long time, and sighed: "Forget it, at least the strange stone didn't move."

Quickly asked the servants to set the table and wipe the seats, Mi Fu sat down firmly, took out a carbon strip wrapped tightly in white linen, and began to draw.

No one was making any noise around her, and Zhen Qiong started staring at Danfang in a daze again.Why is Mr. Han so careful?Specially made cabinets, which can hold all kinds of bottles and jars.They also said that more windows should be opened to prevent the poisonous gas from leaking out.By the way, the desk is also well modified, the brackets are all fixed, which is very convenient!There are so many utensils specially made for alchemy, even the Daoist Temple in the state and county does not have it!It's still Daguan Han who is the best...

Thinking about it, my thoughts turned inexplicably.Zhen Qiong thought of those hands again, slender and straight, neither fat nor thin, with a little callus on the palm, which should have been worn out by holding the reins.When you hold yourself, it is warm and steady, and you never let go easily.And those eyes, the eyelashes are very long, when he smiles, the eyelashes droop slightly, as if they are full of light.Occasionally looking at myself, my heart would thump, as if I was going to fly into the sky.

Really couldn't help it, Zhen Qiong rolled on the soft bed, and before she could calm down, she saw Mi Fu's astonished face.

"Are you... not sick?" Mi Fu was stunned and asked in a low voice.Although this little Taoist is very vulgar and doesn't know the art of calligraphy and painting at all, he is still a good person. Not to mention giving him soap, he even taught him how to make gloves.Now he is rolling and giggling, so he should care about it no matter what.

Zhen Qiong: "..."

You are sick!Just about to spit on his face, Zhen Qiong suddenly remembered the heart disease of the past few days, hesitated, and pressed her chest: "The past few days are really not good. My heart always hurts, and when I think of someone, I feel so bored." Panic. When I saw someone later, my heart was beating very hard again, and I felt dizzy, maybe it was because I was too tired recently and didn’t sleep well.”

These days he keeps dreaming about Daguan Han.Before, I fought with Sun Pangmin, and ran away after robbing someone.In a few days, it turned into Cuju and polo. He didn't know how to be afraid, and he dared to fight for the ball with Han Miao.

Mi Fu watched him for a long time, then suddenly snorted, wrote two lines, and threw it over.

Zhen Qiong picked up the piece of paper without knowing why, and found that it was a poem.

"Red beans are born in the southern country, and spring comes to send a few branches. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick."

After reading the twenty characters at a glance, Zhen Qiong raised her head in a daze: "What is this?"

"The antidote." Mi Fu chuckled, "Your disease can only be cured by the acacia beans in the poem."

It was rare to see Zhen Qiong's jokes, and Mi Fu was extremely proud.Vulgar things are common things, and they don't even know they are lovesick.It's just that I don't know which girl it is, most of them don't like this trail, right?

Zhen Qiong shook her head: "Acacia beans are poisonous, how can they be used as an antidote?"

"Ah?" Mi Fu was stunned.

"It's really poisonous. If you eat too much, you will die." Zhen Qiong hurriedly emphasized.

"No..." Mi Fu suddenly recovered from the vortex of "can you eat acacia beans", and said loudly, "You are suffering from lovesickness! You are so obsessed with someone!"

What? !Zhen Qiong was also shocked.Is this the legendary lovesickness? !Wait, he fell in love with Daguan Han?

With her mind in a mess, Zhen Qiong looked at Mi Fu suspiciously: "You, how do you know this is lovesickness?"

"Hehe, the poems and essays I have read are all taller than yours." Mi Fu puffed up his chest confidently, "Of course I understand what 'love' is than you do!"

"You obviously don't even dare to touch people!" Zhen Qiong was stimulated by that kid's expression, and said immediately.

"Who said I wouldn't dare to touch it? Just take a few more showers and wash it off." Mi Fu was not willing to show weakness, but smiled provocatively, "It's you, I'm afraid you don't even dare to kiss Fangze, right? "

One, one kiss... Zhen Qiong's face turned red, she jumped up from the low couch, and fled back to the bedroom in three steps at a time.

Looking at the boy's embarrassed back, Mi Fu felt that he had won a game, sat back refreshed, and began to smear again.

In the room, Zhen Qiong turned around like a cat with its tail on its head, unable to stop for a moment.He likes Daguan Han?When the seniors fell in love with someone, they all wanted to sleep together.He hasn't slept with Daguan Han yet, so why do he like him?And that lovesickness, isn't it a disease that makes people forget about food and drink and lose weight day by day?He eats and sleeps well, and he hasn't lost weight!

No, not right.When eating with Daguan Han, I always feel very sweet.And when he touched Daguan Han's hand, his heart beat very fast.The tightness in the chest is also because I misunderstood Sun Langjun...

As her face became more and more red, Zhen Qiong squatted on the ground with her head in her arms.That's right, he must have fallen in love with Daguan Han.After all, he is so handsome, rich, and so nice...

Buzzing in my mind, a thought popped up suddenly.Does Mr. Han like me?

Should be like it!At the beginning, Han Daguan wanted to take care of me! With a "pop", a delicate flower bloomed from the tip of my heart.Before Zhen Qiong could be happy, she suddenly remembered that Daguan Han didn't sign the contract anymore...

The flower was aggrieved and wilted again.

Zhen Qiong wailed, she didn't know what to do.Maybe it's time to ask Mr. Han?Her squatting legs were numb, and Zhen Qiong finally made up her mind.Guessing is not an option, if Mr. Han really likes him, wouldn't he, wouldn't he be able to kiss Fangze?

I just thought so, but how to speak was a problem.Before Zhen Qiong mustered up his courage, Han Miao came to the side courtyard again.

"Are you free, Qiong'er? There are two types of makeup powders prepared in the store. You have to check whether the ingredients are suitable." Han Miao smiled and took out two porcelain bottles from his pocket.

It turned out to be business.Zhen Qiong swallowed the words quickly.It's just that the "business" that I thought was particularly interesting two days ago is not so attractive now, but it is annoying.

This flickering look, hesitating to speak, how could it escape Han Miao's eyes.With a heartbeat, Han Miao said with a smile: "This powder is based on talc, not to mention delicate, and the effect of covering scars is not bad. Can I borrow Qiong'er's arm to use it?"

ah?Zhen Qiong didn't know why, but she was still hooked by the smile and stretched out her arm.Han Miao lifted the porcelain cover as if nothing had happened, picked up some powder with his fingertips, grabbed Zhen Qiong's wrist, and rubbed it gently.

The hand that held her was dry and hot, but the fingertips rubbing on her arm were cool and smooth.Zhen Qiong felt the hairs all over her body explode, staring at Han Miao's movements as if obsessed, seeing that the light scar was covered by the powder like fine snow and disappeared.

"How? Is this powder not bad?" The smiling voice seemed to come from the ear, "In addition to talc, there are also Angelica dahurica and British powder, mixed with egg white. It’s not easy to fall off. I just don’t know if talc is harmful?”

"No...it's harmless..." Zhen Qiong's voice trembled, her blood gushed upwards, and she felt like smoke was coming out of her head.

Han Miao's smile deepened, he let go of Zhen Qiong, and picked up another porcelain box: "This box is rouge, which can also be applied on the lips. It contains lard, swallow branches and nectar, and the color is bright. It can also moisturize your lips. Qionger, do you want to try it?"

The bright red ointment was placed in front of him, but it was not as good-looking as the slightly curved smiling eyes.Zhen Qiong only felt that the soul had flown out of her body, she poked the red with her finger stupidly, and stuffed it into her mouth.A little fragrant, a little sweet, just like the flowers blooming from the tip of his heart, shaking and shaking, shaking endlessly.

That spot of red stained the lips, stained the tip of the tongue, seemed to stain the face red, and wet the eyes.Han Miao saw something different in those haunted eyes, which made him bend down involuntarily, and leaned towards the person in front of him.

Looking at the ever-enlarged face that was getting closer and closer, Zhen Qiong's heart thumped, and her body trembled slightly.However, what was expected did not come. Han Miao stopped very close, with a smile on his lips, and gently brushed his lips with his fingertips.

"It's stained here..." Han Miao said with a light smile.He almost lost his composure just now.Even if Zhen Qiong was moved, she shouldn't be so abrupt...

The heat brought by autumn dryness, mixed with an inexplicable aroma, came from that person.Seeing the thick and well-proportioned, slightly upturned lips gradually recede, Zhen Qiong's head was filled with only the words "One Kiss Fangze".He didn't care about any cosmetics, he couldn't help but took a step, squeezed into the other's arms, stretched his neck, and kissed the long-coveted lips.