Hibiscus Flower West Moon Splendid

Chapter 175 The Jade Man Folds Willow (5)
Duan Yuerong slowly sat on the bow of the boat, and I stood there bowed, anxiously thinking about what questions he would ask and how I should answer them.But he didn't want him to just sit on the bow of the boat facing the wind and meditate, sometimes pick up the silver jug ​​at hand, and drink alone under the moonlight, as if he was immersed in the past and couldn't extricate himself.

That night when the ice wheel first turned, reflecting the sparkling microwaves on the river surface, it was quiet and peaceful. Just in time, a small boat came swimming on the river surface, and a soft singing came from the boat:
Tears splashed on the golden sleeves, I don't know who the heart is for...

Duan Yuerong listened intently for a while, and even let out a long sigh, and waited for the beat to come, then concentrated on playing the flute along with the singing.The elegant moonlight flowed on his waterfall-like long hair, and with the gentle night wind slowly flying against him, the night mist turned into a faint halo and enveloped him, like a fairy in exile.

People haggard, worry heap slave crescent...

The grass is luxuriant and people have not returned.During the Spring Festival, there are fewer geese than geese.

The singing and the sound of the flute were like weeping, full of remorse for the past, those purple pupils that should have been full of spirits, those water eyes that had just competed with Yan Shu for carnival, but at this moment they were full of loneliness.My ears were filled with his mournful cry again: Mujin, you have no heart, you heartless woman...

Immediately, the sound of the flute was so beautiful, and the singing was soft and moving, but my heart was pierced like ten thousand steel needles.

At the end of the song, I woke up with a start, and felt a little pain in my eyes, and then I realized that the tears from the corners of my eyes stained the wound.

I gently wiped away the teardrops, and looking around, Duan Yuerong was sitting on the bow of the boat with her long hair covering her face, so I couldn't fathom his expression.

After a while, he raised his head, his bright purple pupils were slightly blurred, his cheeks were a little dizzy from alcohol, he couldn't help but staggered when he got up, and he naturally stretched out his hand to me.

Meng Zhao and all the maids were about to come over, but Duan Yuerong waved to them and said to Meng Zhao: "Just let this person serve Gu, you go and see if he is here?"

Life is so unfair!
I suddenly felt an inexplicable grief and indignation, why should I serve you again!I have become so ugly, why don't you old man let me go?

He waved to me.I was stunned for a moment, then hurried forward to support his slightly drunk figure, and immediately the slender figure fell on me like a jade mountain toppled over.I called "Your Honor" a few times, but he closed his eyes tightly.

I had no choice but to help him into the cabin and lean on the brocade couch.

Is it my illusion?Even though I hadn't seen him for a year, at that time I felt that his back seemed to be taller and bigger than before, his face was more handsome and moving, and it was even more difficult to distinguish between male and female.That dignified brow was slightly frowned, twisting out the word Chuan, and a lot of things were added to the corners of his eyes and brows, but it was so solemn and melancholy that even I couldn't explain it, and there was even a hint of speechless oldness.

With a secret sigh, I took a gold thread phoenix gauze and lightly draped it over his body, then lightly took off his shoes and let him lie down comfortably.Just as he was about to tiptoe away, he suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed me firmly, softly calling: "Hibiscus."

I froze on the spot. After a while, I didn't see any movement from him, and my eyes were still closed. Only then did I realize that he was just talking in sleep, maybe it was still a nightmare.His breathing was short of breath, and he exerted real strength under his hand, but he couldn't break it apart no matter what.

At this time, Meng Zhao came in and saw me standing beside Duan Yuerong's bed. He seemed to be startled suddenly, walked over quickly, and pushed me aside. Seeing that Duan Yuerong was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and was about to He yelled at me, and then saw Duan Yuerong holding my hand, Meng Zhao stopped in doubt.

The moonlight moved to the mid-heaven, and the light from the treasure in the same room completely illuminated Duan Yuerong and me.I think he must have seen my face this time, his eyes were wide open, as if he saw a ghost.

"The villain sees that there is no one to serve the young master, so he helped the young master into the house on his own initiative. He deserves death." I was anxious, and while lowering my head to explain, I struggled hard, and finally broke away from Duan Yuerong's hand. Step back.

Meng Zhao didn't make a sound, just watched me leave in a daze, as if he was still in shock.

Seeing that I was about to retreat to the door, I heard someone behind me calling for tea in a low voice.

When I turned around, Duan Yuerong woke up leisurely, clamoring for tea.

This time Duan Yuerong held Meng Zhao's hand again.Meng Zhao couldn't get out, and saw no one around, so he said to me helplessly: "You stand still and bring the tea on the table."

What should I do, now that there are few people here, it is a good opportunity to leave.Is going?stay?It's still time to stride over, firmly hold his hand tightly, and say with tears in my eyes: "Comrade Duan Yuerong, I finally joined forces with the party."

……

While thinking wildly, Duan Yuerong suddenly stretched out a hand, leaned against Meng Zhao and slowly turned her head slightly, her purple eyes fixedly looked at me, and said loudly again clearly and impatiently, "tea..."

I came back to my senses in a hurry, and went to the side of the coffee table.When I came close, I was taken aback for a moment, but saw a teacup with a tea cup on the mahogany table, which looked very familiar, and then realized: This is my old thing in Guazhou, a set with a cup holder Ru kiln cups.

The whole body of the cup is blue like rain, crystal clear.Just like the poem goes: "Closely gouging out the bright moon to dye the spring water, gently swirling the thin ice to fill the green clouds."

The Ru kiln has always been forbidden to burn in the palace, because there is agate inside, which is extremely precious. Only the top-quality agate produced in Ruzhou can be used to make top-quality porcelain, so it is called Ru kiln. It has been famous for thousands of years. , especially rare.

At that time, despite the separatism of the Warring States Period, the royal family was weak, and a large number of treasures were smuggled out of the palace by eunuchs and maids and were scattered among the people.However, Ru kiln porcelain was still strictly controlled by the West Court, so most of it was privately collected by local tyrants.A business partner exhausted all kinds of illegal methods such as bribery and smuggling, and only got this set of Ru kiln cups and cups used by the royal imperial court from Xiting and forwarded them to me, begging me to introduce some highly skilled weavers from South Vietnam Mother, maybe there were only four in Zhang Zhiyan's treasury at that time.At that time, I was secretly amazed when I saw it, and I also secretly wondered whether it might have been used by Yuan Feibai.

Once when Duan Yuerong came to Guazhou early in the morning, I was leisurely tasting the Taiping Monkey Queen with this set of exquisite utensils, and I was accidentally bumped into by him.

Duan Yuerong has never seen any good things before, and the purple pupil who knows the goods at that moment stared at the cup and shone wolfishly, no matter how earnestly I spoke, I sincerely lied to him, "Prince Mingjian, this thing is just a fake ear." But he However, he decided that this was the best royal use of the Xiting Palace, and then forced it.I really love this thing, and I made up my mind not to give it to me, so Snake embraced it and swore to the death, so he angrily left me with the words "wait and see".A few days later, Duan Yuerong not only proved his incomparable wealth and superb ability, but also showed his unparalleled comprehension and appreciation of art. My ink garden has become a world of Ru kiln appreciation, except for a Ru kiln six Ridge washing, eight surface-glazed bowls from Ru kiln... There are also six screens from Ru kiln, on which are painted six secret erotic plays...

To this day, how he obtained these forbidden items in Xu Palace is still a huge mystery!

Duan Yuerong coughed lightly from behind.I hurriedly poured the tea, took a few steps forward, passed Meng Zhao, bowed and lowered my eyes, and handed it over.

"Meng Zhao, step back and rest." Duan Yuerong rubbed her temples, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "You send more people to watch the princess carefully, and don't let her get close to that silly child. Whether this child is real or not Song Chongyang, the dark people of the Nether Sect will follow, and it is enough to have this person serving here."

Meng Zhao looked at me and said slowly: "This is a stranger, how about I let Xiaoyu or Cuihua come over?"

Duan Yuerong slapped me fiercely again, and Meng Zhao shut his mouth. When he left, he told me how to be careful, but the suspicion in his eyes became deeper and deeper.I promised yes, but I was very anxious in my heart, regretting that I should have softened my heart for a while, and stayed to take care of Duan Yuerong just now.

It was just me and him in the room.He buried his face deeply in his palms. This body language usually indicates that he is in deep confusion. I have only seen him like this twice: the first time was when we were fleeing for refuge and his father was missing. At the end of the day, the hero's face was gloomy, and he was just about to imitate Wu Jiang, the overlord of Chu, and died by slashing his neck.

The second time is here and now.Back then, I could look at him coldly no matter what, but now, I can neither stand nor squat. In short, I feel a little confused for no reason.

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to disembark first, and make plans after seeing Lan Sheng. I was about to find an excuse to move out slowly, when he suddenly raised his head in that compartment and sighed softly.This sigh made my heart shudder heavily.

He stretched out his hand to hold the teacup, looked at the soft moon in the air with his bloodshot purple pupils, and asked in a low voice, "Jixi...is He Xi?"

I had no choice but to poke my head towards the window lattice, but my mind couldn't help but feel gloomy. When I spoke again, I couldn't help but have a trace of sadness, "Master, tonight is Qixi Festival."

This day is my and Jinxiu's birthday, and it's also my and his.But such an amorous day seems to be cursed, and it is the beginning of all the intersections between me and him.

His sword eyebrows were slightly flat, and there was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his head and muttered.I listened hard to understand that he seemed to be saying, "It really is this day."

At this time, the ship trembled slightly, and Meng Zhao's voice was heard outside the room saying: "Master, Yankou has arrived."

I bowed my head and said courteously: "The tea is cold, my little man is going to fetch some hot water."

I hastened my steps towards the door.

But behind Duan Yuerong said calmly: "What's the hurry, I think this tea is just right."

(End of this chapter)