Red House Yuyu Clarification

Although the Mandala Villa is connected to the Slender West Lake, it is built on the hillside. If you walk around at will, there will be clumps of mandala in full bloom everywhere. It is really colorful and beautiful.Walking slowly to the highest point of a mountain villa, I saw that the color of the cliff is more brilliant, and there is a handwriting written by the ancestors: Wenqing Cliff.Daiyu was stunned: "Qingqingya!" Murongrou's phoenix eyes were affectionate: "This is my adoptive father's handwriting." Daiyu's heart trembled: "Qingqingya... the name seems to be unreasonable, but it has a deep meaning. Meaning. Asking about feelings, asking yourself about your own feelings. The characters in front of her walked through her mind one by one, Baoyu, Shuijing, Shuirong, Shuicheng. She looked at Murong Rou who was standing in front of her wearing a mask. The man behaves in a gentle and polite manner. Although he covers his face, judging from his voice and speech, his face will definitely not be scary.

Daiyu slowly sorted out the emotions in her heart. . .From her childhood sweethearts with Shui Jing, Shui Rong and Shui Cheng, and since she came to Beijing when she was eight years old. . .She and the Shui brothers bit by bit, and Baoyu's every bit.In Jia's mansion, although her grandmother and Sister Feng supported her and Baoyu very much, her grandmother was old after all, and Sister Feng was only a member of the younger generation.The most important thing is Mrs. Wang. . .I don't know what the reason is, why this Mrs. Wang always treats me with a cold attitude, and I ask myself, I haven't done anything out of the ordinary.Even the boxing gifts given to her a few times were not inferior to Jinshang's tribute.In terms of family background, she was born in a noble family, a lady from an official family who was a first-rank official in the imperial court.She couldn't figure out why Mrs. Wang was so intolerable, that she, together with the Xue family's mother and daughter, had framed her several times, so that she wanted to poison her in the end.But in any case, she and Baoyu are no longer possible. . .Shui Jing was honored as the crown prince back then, and now he is even more honored as the emperor.It's not that she can't feel Shui Jing's doting on her. When she was very young, her father asked her personally if she wanted to enter the palace.And since she was a child, she liked to be free and unrestrained, so she resolutely told her father at that time that she would never enter the palace to accompany the king in this life.And she herself treats Shui Jing just like a brother and sister.Shui Rong was good, but his and her temperaments couldn't get along well after all.As for Shui Cheng. . .Inexplicably, Daiyu felt a burst of comfort like spring breeze blowing willows, and warmth like bright sunshine. . .It made her feel warm and comfortable, but there was also an indescribable and inexplicable feeling. . .Thinking of this, she looked at Murong Rou standing in front of her again, she was so curious that she even wanted to take off his mask with her own hands to have a look. "The princess wants to see what I look like?" Daiyu was startled, could it be that he could really predict, even what she was thinking, he could know so clearly. "I... can I?" she asked cautiously. "Of course, as long as the Princess is not afraid of being frightened!" Murong Rou squatted down so that Daiyu could reach her.Daiyu took a breath, calmed down, and reached out to take off his silver mask. "Hiss...!" Daiyu gasped in her heart, and couldn't help being startled.In her mind, her father, Lin Ruhai, is gentle, refined and intelligent, and he is a rare and elegant person.Baoyu's face is like the moon of Mid-Autumn Festival, and her color is like the flowers of spring dawn, which is not inferior.The emperor's elder brother Shui Jing is the proud son of heaven, with long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, handsome and elegant.The prince of Beijing Jing is water soluble, has both civil and military skills, and is romantic and suave.And Shui Cheng is even more handsome and heroic, he is a rare good man in the world.So what about this man in front of him?A pair of Danfeng peach blossom eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows slightly raised, straight and straight nose, very graceful lips.With long black hair and a snow-white brocade dress, he looked like an exiled fairy who did not eat the fireworks of the world.Murong Rou closed her eyes, waiting for Daiyu's uncontrollable scream, but she didn't hear it for a long time, "Could it be that she was overly frightened and passed out?" Holding a mask in his hand, he was admiring him absent-mindedly. "How? Did it scare you?" Murong Rou asked with a smile as she relaxed. "It's really...so beautiful...!" Daiyu muttered to herself.

Murong Rou smiled, that smile was enough to turn all living beings upside down, this was the first time he had smiled like this in his life.Daiyu was really different, not only was she not frightened by her face, but she also admired it like this, that is to say, he, Murong Rou, really saw the right person.

Bypassing Wenqing Cliff, Daiyu followed Murongrou to a very spacious garden, which had everything one could expect from pavilions, towers and pavilions.On the top of the pavilion is the word Asking Heart. There is a Guqin on the table in the middle of the pavilion. Daiyu’s piano skills are deeply passed down by Jia Min, and even better than that. , I wonder if I will be lucky enough to play a song with the princess?" Daiyu nodded happily, and at that moment a maid brought Murong Rou his own jade flute, and Daiyu came to sit beside the Guqin after cleansing her hands and burning incense.Caressing with ten fingers, the sound of the qin sounded like pearls and jade. What Murong Rou played was the eternally famous song "High Mountains and Flowing Water". The sound of the qin was far away, and the sound of the flute was elegant. Even Xiangyun and others outside the venue were stupefied.When she was in Jia's house, Daiyu seldom played the piano because she was under the fence of others and Mrs. Wang made things difficult for her. In the huge Jia's house, no one except her could play the piano.Among all the sisters in Jia's mansion, if Yuan Chun didn't come to the palace to accompany her, she could have a discussion with Daiyu.Because in fact, Yuan Chun's piano art was also taught by Jia Min. In Yuan Chun's eyes, Jia Min's status was second only to Jia's mother.That is to say, if it wasn't for Jia's mother's careful upbringing and Jia Min's generous professors, if only Yuan Chun's beauty entered the palace, she would be a female historian at most, and she would never be able to choose Feng Zao. Palace, plus the concubine Xiande.Even Xue Baochai, although she can be regarded as one of the contemporary talented women, has not met it.Although Baoyu has also tasted her piano sound, he only sighs to himself. . .But the man in front of him is not only proficient in rhythm, but also performed the song "High Mountain and Flowing Water" vividly, which is unquestionable.At the end of the song, Daiyu was still immersed in it, unable to recover for a long time, she hadn't been so free-spirited for a long time. . .

After noon, Daiyu came to the Wenxin Pavilion where she played with Murongrou before, and Murongrou went there without knowing when. At this time, he was practicing sword in the garden. Daiyu didn't know martial arts, but she felt that this set of sword skills Practiced by Murong Rou, they complement each other quite well.In the end, when he practiced to the subtle point, there were flowers flying all over the sky, and when he closed his momentum, three beautiful mandalas landed firmly on the sword in his hand.He walked over slowly, and brought the fallen flowers on the sword to Daiyu, who happily took them.

Murong Rou was silent for a moment, and finally opened her mouth: "The Princess has been here for two days, right?" Dai Yu bowed her head and remained silent. "I know the princess doesn't have the heart to speak, but the princess's heart is not here after all." Murong Rou's sad expression is enough to break the hearts of all women in the world for him. "Tomorrow, I will practice for the Princess, and I will personally send the Princess to the boat...!" Daiyu raised her head, Murong Rou raised her head to the sky and screamed, the rose sword in her hand was flying like snow waves, and it took a long time before she stopped due to exhaustion , the garden is already full of remnants of red, where is there a complete flower staying on the flower branch.