Master is a white moonlight

After Haishi, there are almost no people around the lake around the city.

The lakeside which was still very lively just now, is left alone at this moment, leaving only the firefly candlelight of the lake.

The lotus lanterns drifted farther and farther along the water, meandering forward without knowing where they were going.

The dark night sky began to rain at night, and the raindrops hit the lake, causing ripples in circles, and finally merged into the lake.

"Baby, let's go back."

At some point, Xuan Love had already walked in front of Leng Yijiao, holding an umbrella in her hand, and still wearing a white veil on her face.

"Well, good." Leng Yijiao stood up as he said, and patted the dirt on the hem of his robe lightly.

The two were holding an umbrella together, Xuanpai deliberately tilted the umbrella towards Leng Yijiao, her right shoulder was already wet by the rain.

Leng Yijiao lowered his head and looked at the upper of the shoe, and walked forward on his own, from time to time, the scene of Xuanqi kissing him secretly appeared in his mind.

The accompanying guards and palace maids had already been sent back to the palace by Xuan Qiao, and at this moment only Xuan Qiao and Leng Yiluo were left outside the palace.

A heavy rain washed away the pedestrians on the street.

The largest inn under the root of the imperial city is still sensual and full of vigor.

Two big red lanterns hang high at the door, just stop at the door of the inn, and you can hear Xiaoer's yelling from time to time.

The inn was very lively, the air was filled with the tempting aroma of food, and the rich aroma of wine came to the nostrils.

There are ten Eight Immortals tables in the hall, and diners are scattered around the tables.

People mingled with each other, drinking and chatting happily, looking at the night rain outside the window from time to time, talking about major events in the world and anecdotes about the neighborhood.

The shopkeeper stood in front of the desk, with his head bowed, quickly calculating with one hand, and flipping through the ledger with the other.

With a white cotton towel on his shoulders and a tray held high in his right hand, Xiao Er shuttled through the crowd, looking at the door from time to time.

"Second guests, please take your time with your dishes." Xiao Er put down the tray in his hand and put two exquisite dishes on the table.

Leng Yizhen originally thought that when Xuan Qiao said going back, he meant going back to the palace, but unexpectedly this person meant going back to the inn.

Xiao Er turned around, and saw two handsome young men walking in. Just looking at the material of their clothes, they could tell that the visitors were either rich or noble.

"Good evening, two guest officers!" Xiao Er hurried up to greet her, and said hello in a respectful voice, "May I ask whether you are going to be a top student or staying at the hotel?"

"One room, thank you." Xuan Qiao spoke first, and put away the umbrella in her hand.

"Okay!" Xiao Er said enthusiastically, bowing to lead the way, "Two guest officers, please follow me."

"There are two of us." Leng Yijiao stood on the spot, turned his head to look at Xuanqi beside him, and reminded in a low voice, "It's not convenient to share a room."

"Kao'er doesn't know something." Xuan Qiao turned her head and explained to Leng Yiluo, "The city is not peaceful recently, and there are often flower-picking thieves."

"Then why don't we go back to the emperor..." Leng Yizhen paused, and deliberately lowered the volume, "Not going back?"

"The gate of the palace was closed as early as Haishi. If we go back now, we have to alert the guards." Xuan Qiao's eyes were as deep as ever, and she said calmly, "It's not good."

Leng Yizhen didn't know how to answer the words, looked around the inner hall, and still stood there.

"I'm tired from being a teacher, I want to rest early." Seeing that Leng Yijiao remained silent, Xuan Qian added another sentence, making a gesture to hold Leng Yijiao's hand.

Leng Yizhen hurriedly withdrew his hands and dodged, hurriedly followed behind Xiao Er, and walked towards the second floor.

On the second floor of the inn, five upper rooms stand side by side, all of which are carved beams and painted buildings.

Xiaoer led the two of them to the upper room of the "Tianzijian" near the corridor, and opened the door for them graciously.

"Please." Xuan Qiao looked indifferently, looked at Xiao Er and said, "We want half a catty of sauced beef and a jar of warm plum wine, and bring them to the room."

"By the way, and remember to slice the beef thinner."

"Come on!" Xiao Er habitually tossed the towel from his shoulders and said in a loud voice, "Guest officer, please wait a moment, the beef and plum wine will be here soon!"

Xuan Qiao took the lead in stepping into the room, and walked straight towards the Eight Immortals table against the wall under the window.

The entire room is grandly and luxuriously furnished, with a table and chairs made of agarwood, and a pair of famous landscape paintings are hung on the left and right walls.

The large carved wooden bed is placed in the center against the wall, with snow-white elegant curtains hanging on all sides.

The veil hangs very low, and the scene on the bed can be vaguely seen, but it seems ambiguous.

An Eight Immortals table is placed under the window, and a white porcelain vase is placed on the table, and a pink lotus is inserted in the vase.

Although she held up the umbrella, Xuanqi's right shoulder was still wet a lot.After both of them took their seats one after another, Leng Yizhen found out.

The sauced beef on the table has a mouth-watering and alluring aroma from time to time. Although it is not as delicate as the food in the palace, the smell will make people appetite.

Xuan Qiao lowered her eyebrows, holding a small wine jar with both hands, pouring plum wine into the wine glass with a "gudong gudong".

Xuan Loving had already taken off the veil on her face at this moment, the tails of her long and narrow eyes were raised slightly, and the tear mole at the tail of her left eye was not very obvious.

Neither of them opened their mouths to speak, they just sat quietly at the Eight Immortals table.

It was still raining heavily outside the window, and the sound of pattering rain rang in my ears.Look out through the window and face a pond of lotus.

The bean-sized raindrops hit the lotus leaves one by one, and the lotus leaves trembled one by one, and the lotus fragrance overflowed.

The raindrops submerged in the pool water, disturbing the sweet dreams of the carp in the pool, and startled the fishes to jump around.

"Xian'er, drink some wine to warm your body." Xuan Qiao brought the wine glass full of plum wine to Leng Yiluo, breaking the silence.

Leng Yizhen took the wine glass with both hands, his eyes fell on Xuanqi's right shoulder again, he pressed his lower lip lightly, and said, "Your clothes are wet."

"En." Xuan Qiao responded lightly, got up and walked towards the bed.

Leng Yijiao turned sideways, followed Xuan Qian's eyes, wondering what this person was going to do.

I saw Xuan Qiao standing beside the bed, with her back to Leng Yijiao and began to untie the jade pendant around her waist.After taking off the jade pendant, he skillfully removed the belt that had been wound around twice.

Leng Yizhen hurriedly turned his head, got up and closed the window.

Immediately, the sound of rain was cut off, and the fragrance of plum wine wafted in the silent emptiness.

Although it was just autumn, the temperature was not too cold, but the man was only wearing a thin undershirt.It was raining again just now, and it would be bad if I got the wind and cold again.

"Aren't you hungry?" Xuan Qiao returned to the table and sat down, glanced at the untouched sauced beef on the table, and asked, "Still not used to these foods?"

"No, no!" Leng Yizhen waved his hands again and again, and said with a smile, "I'm waiting for you to come together."

It's not very polite to eat alone. In terms of etiquette, Leng Yizhen has always kept Shen Han's teachings in mind.

"Xian'er, come and taste it." Xuan Qiao picked up a piece of sauced beef with chopsticks, and brought it to Leng Yijian's lips, "The sauced beef here is famous far and wide, I think you should like it."

Although there was a smile on the corner of Xuanqi's mouth, but the cold and arrogant aura inherent in her body made people afraid to get close.

Leng Yizhen smiled awkwardly, forced by this man's majesty, and because the sauced beef was too fragrant, he obediently opened his mouth and took a bite.

"How does it taste?" Xuan Qiao smiled, resting her chin on one hand and looking at Leng Yiluo in front of her.

Xuan Qiu was also a little hungry, so she put the remaining half slice of sauced beef in the bowl.I picked another slice for myself with chopsticks, put it in my mouth and chewed it carefully.

There were obviously two sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table, but Xuan Qiao only used this one.

"Delicious." Leng Yizhen nodded, and quickly brought another pair of bowls and chopsticks in front of her.

Fearing that Xuanqi would feed him again, Leng Yizhen hurriedly picked up a piece of sauced beef with his chopsticks, and started to eat it.

The chopsticks that Xuan Qiao stretched out in mid-air froze immediately, then she retracted them and put them on the empty bowl beside her.

"Xian'er, accompany me to drink some wine." Xuan Qiao said as she picked up the wine glass overflowing with the aroma of wine.

"Well, good." Leng Yijiao responded and put down his chopsticks.

He chewed the sauced beef in his mouth finely, and after swallowing it, he picked up the wine glass at hand.

Leng Yijiao organized his words, raised his glass to Xuanqi, and said with a smile, "Xuanqi, I respect you for this glass of wine."

Xuan Qiao looked at Leng Yijiao quietly, a meaningful smile overflowed from her lips, and she didn't make a sound.

"I wish you a happy life every year, and a bright future every year!" After Leng Yijiao finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the plum wine in the glass in one gulp.

After drinking a glass of wine, not only did his throat burn badly, but his head also felt dizzy.

"Xiao'er, I would like to ask you for a gift as a teacher." Xuan Qiao said as she stood up, walked around the table, and stood in front of Leng Yijiao.

"What gift?" Leng Yijiao looked up at Xuanqi, and the person in front of him began to appear double.