frivolous

After the beginning of autumn, a few rains were thin, and after the sun cleared, the sky was clear and refreshing.

When the sweet-scented osmanthus was fragrant, the eldest son of the censor's family ushered in the crowning ceremony.

The whole palace of Yushi Mansion was full of joy, and they even chose a good day and auspicious day for a grand banquet, during which they invited many princes, princes and literati.

Those who are suitable for young heroes are naturally famous wine and beauties.

As the head of the four beauties of Yecheng, it was reasonable for Fufeng to receive the invitation.

That day she dressed up a lot, wearing a light purple brocade brocade skirt and a white thin smoked gauze dress. Her soft black silk was tied into a simple cloud-like bun by a fine white marble hairpin. , coupled with exquisite makeup, the whole person looks as beautiful as a lotus.

Fufeng seemed to be in a good mood, and Nanny Hua even assigned a few accompanying maids for her.

When the news of Fufeng's invitation came, many people were secretly looking forward to it, only wishing to go to the banquet with the oiran, so that they could go out to see the world and the life of the upper-class officials.

What was even more unexpected was that there was her in it.

She bowed her head in response, cleaned herself up in a hurry, and followed with her face turned upside down.Along the way, trembling with trepidation, for fear of offending the wind.

Yushi's mansion is much bigger than she imagined, at least she can only see piles of round firewood in the backyard of Baihualou, which is small and crowded, while the garden of the mansion is surrounded by rockery, with countless trees and vegetation , so spacious and bright that I don't know how much firewood he piled up.

Everyone's faces were full of joy, there was an endless stream of people giving gifts, and suddenly, there was no place to stand at the door.

In the crowd, whoever pushed Fengzhang stepped on her hem, she staggered and rushed forward involuntarily.

Oops!

In the chaos, someone grabbed her wrist, the temperature was so hot that people couldn't help but flee, and a low, magnetic "be careful" rang in her ears, saving her from the tragedy of grabbing the ground with her head.

"Many, thank you, General, for saving my servant girl!" Fufeng's face was also full of surprise, his outstretched hand was still in mid-air, and he calmed down and retracted it after a while, lowered his face, and shouted at Fengyi in a low voice , "Clumsy, still not coming?!"

Hearing this, Feng Zhan hurriedly retreated behind Fufeng, lowered his head, blocking the strong scent of sweet-scented osmanthus and his probing gaze, and clearly heard a soft sigh from the other party, murmured like love words in his ear.

"It's okay, it's just a little effort." The young general stretched out his hand and brushed the slightly messy hair on the beauty's forehead, as if he had done it countless times, "It's okay, I'm just a maid, depending on your experience -"

——I can't tell, but you were good at teasing when you were young.Xie Yan secretly rolled his eyes at Chu Ci.

Fufeng heard the words, his face turned pale, he uneasily helped the white jade hairpin on his temples, and asked softly: "The general just arrived too?"

"It's been a while since I've been here. The sweet-scented osmanthus in Lord Yushi's courtyard is in full bloom, and it's fragrant. I just went to take a look, and there are no idlers. I don't know how beautiful women can be rewarded?"

"But it's disrespectful." Fufeng smiled again.

As an accompanying servant, Feng Yan could only stand silently outside the door.

Indistinctly, one can look at the two people in the yard talking and laughing, talking and laughing happily.

Tan Lang Xie Nu, if one ignores Fu Feng's age, she would be a perfect match.

The wind caressed the fragrant golden osmanthus branches between the temples, said something, and laughed like a country.

The young general gently raised his wine glass, and was about to speak, when suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and the petals of osmanthus fragrans on his temples fluttered down, and some petals were even blown into the wine glass.

Elegant here, drunk before drinking.

Between talking and laughing, several youths in their prime and prime of life surrounded him.

Swaying and laughing, Chu Ge didn't care about the crooked hair crest that was touched by the sweet-scented osmanthus branch, and simply and generously drank it all in one gulp.

The charming peach blossom eyes were raised slightly, but from the corner of the eyes, he secretly glanced at Feng Hao, like a night wolf sizing up his prey, without hiding the aggression in his eyes.

Startled, Feng Yan covered his mouth and took two steps back.

The calf suddenly hooked to the flowerpot by the threshold, causing a commotion, Feng Yanqiang suppressed his flustered heart, turned around and ran away without hesitation.

After the dinner, the Fufeng girl, the first of the four beauties of Yecheng, met with the romantic and passionate young general, and a good story about appreciating osmanthus wafted through the whole city like the rich fragrance of osmanthus, which attracted many literati and inkmen, and even shocked them. Today's holy.

The Holy Majesty even personally approved the eight characters "Side crown is romantic, hairpin flowers with wine" in the imperial pen, and rewarded the young general.

Since then, Fufeng's elegant name of "hairpin flowers with wine" has been spread all over the world. When the palace is amazed, a pot explodes in the crowded Baihualou early in the morning.

Feng Lian was holding a plate with two delicate dishes on it, and saw a few young servants with angry faces coming towards him.

For a moment, the originally spacious aisle seemed narrow, so she could only lean her back against the wall and protect the plate with her hands, for fear that something might go wrong and she would be punished again.

After delivering the food and wine, Feng Yan learned from the sisters in the kitchens that someone had lost something.

"How could someone eat the guts of a leopard and go to steal something from the wind?"

"Isn't that right? I heard it was the agate and pomegranate hairpin that General Chu personally rewarded after the hairpin with wine. It shines bright red, so it must be very valuable."

"That's right, Fufeng is one I can't put it down. A few days ago I saw her wearing it on her head, it made her look very charming."

Fufeng's hairpin was lost.

Who has the guts to touch something that blows the wind?Fate also felt a little strange.

Madam Hua couldn't hold back for a long time, and everyone could hear her cursing all morning long.

"No matter what, my mother never withheld anyone's water and food, why can't I even spare water for washing my hands. Don't always think about flying up the branches, Xiao wants things that don't belong to me! If I find out which hands and feet are wrong Clean, stole the reward from Fufeng, I have to break his hands and feet and throw it out to feed the dog!"

He had heard and seen a lot, and he didn't take it to heart. Someone in the building must have stolen it and sold it in a pawn shop, and he probably couldn't get it back.

However, when she returned to her humble residence to take a nap at noon, when she lay down to rest, she felt something was wrong, as if there was something hard in the pillow, pinching her neck.

In the blink of an eye, she actually understood.

Feng Lian is not a fool, she jumped up suddenly, pulled the hairpin flower in the pillow with one hand, and ran out of the door in a panic.

The fortune-telling booth where the blind Taoist priest used to tell was empty, and there was no one there.

Feng Li hangs his head powerlessly, his chest heaves violently, the hand holding the hairpin under his sleeve trembles slightly, and stands quietly, at a loss for what to do.

She didn't know why she came to find the Taoist priest, she just ran here subconsciously.

However, there is no one, no tall and pine figure, no warm voice like water, and no kindness that makes people's hearts throbbing and irresistible.

That person persisted for so many years, rain or shine, but he was absent once after all.

Xie Yan could see everything, and even more feel the emotion of disaster. A bitterness that did not belong to him spread in his chest, as if a rusty knife was stabbed in his heart, making him feel helpless. And sad.

She didn't move and didn't know what to do.She only knew that if she went back, there would probably be a whole room of people staring at her coldly, and Fufeng's beautiful but resentful eyes flashed in her mind.

what to do?Feng Lian looked at himself from top to bottom, bit his lip, ran out in a hurry, and didn't have a few coins on him.

No, she can't escape, if she flees, it will be in the way of the other party, but if she goes back, she will not only be beaten severely, but will also be kicked out of the building.This chain plan is still successful, no matter whether it is retreating or advancing, it is unavoidable to leave Baihualou with nowhere to go.

In fact, the ins and outs are not difficult to guess, it's just a drama of self-stealing, and the purpose is also simple, just like Fufeng scolded countless times, to get her out of Baihualou.

Fufeng seems to be unable to tolerate her anymore.

Feng Yan's eyes were dull, he was staring blankly at the figures coming and going in the streets and alleys, he could still smell the fresh and rich aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus cake at the tip of his nose, but he couldn't take a step forward.

In the daze, there seemed to be a voice piercing through the void, breaking through the clouds and the sun, and casting a guiding light for her who was staying at a loss on the rough pier.

He said, "Feng calamity, what's the matter with you?"

As if she had found support, she hugged the Taoist tightly, like hugging a driftwood floating in the sea, smelling the reassuring breath on him, she couldn't help crying.

She seemed to have not recovered, and she didn't know what she said, but obediently let the Taoist loosen her tightly pinched fingers one by one, and took out the hairpins that were warmed by her own body temperature. .

He broke off a small piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and brought it to Feng Yan's lips, seeing her take a small bite carefully, the smile on his face couldn't be restrained from rippling.

The Taoist rubbed the precious hairpin in his hand for a moment, then touched her head affectionately like coaxing a child, and said softly: "Don't worry, you can go back, as usual." After a pause, he added seriously One sentence, "I will protect you."

Feng Hao lowered her head in a daze for a moment, and she knew in her heart that the days ahead would definitely be difficult.She still remembers seeing that wolf-like gaze in Yushi's Mansion, instead of going back and being bullied, it's better...

However, the Taoist who wanted to take him away with all his heart, didn't think about taking her away anymore.

He said he would protect her.

"I'll wait." The seriousness on his face was beyond words.

Her lips fluttered for a moment, she looked at his thin body, at his eyes covered with a layer of curtains, at the concerned look on his face, and finally did not refuse.

The Taoist seemed to think of something, and smiled lightly: "Anyway... not bad." Not agitated, not sad, as if he was talking about something happy.

Hesitating, the other party's warm fingers slid across her forehead, eyebrows, and cheeks, with nostalgia and a little bit of sadness on her face that Fengyi couldn't understand.

Many years later, when Feng Yan recalled the past, he couldn't help but think that if he had just nodded and followed him away, there would be no more sadness later.