Beautiful pastoral: peasant girls turn over and become rich

Chapter 383 One More Thing

Amin glanced at him a few times, hesitant to speak.He doesn't know whether to say it or not, because his young master's thoughts have not been understood until now.

Seeing that his young master didn't express anything, after weighing it up, he finally said: "Master, there is one more thing..."

Li Xian opened his eyes, but said without any emotion on his face, "Speak."

He straightened himself so that he could sit more comfortably.Although he still looked like he was dying, his heart trembled slightly.

"Master, Miss Xia wrote a poem on the account book." A Ming looked at his young master and said cautiously.

"Oh? What poem?" Li Xian became interested when he heard it. He originally thought that Amin would say something about Xia Yu, but unexpectedly she wrote a poem.As for this poem, since A Ming made a special trip to mention it, there must be a lot to write about.

But when he thought of that woman saying so decisively that she fell in love with someone else, he sat back and said lazily, "Forget it, I don't want to hear it."

A Ming looked at his appearance, but still said: "Master, A Ming wants to say something."

Li Xian actually wanted to hear it very much. Now that he heard A Ming give him a step down, he gave him a blank look: "You can say what you want, what are you doing with so much nonsense?"

As soon as A Ming heard it, he knew that he had guessed right, so he hurriedly said: "Miss Xia wrote 'Sitting in front of the empty court, the rain falls and wets the window eaves. , the tip of the lotus is dripping with cold water. The dancing flowers shatter the tears, and it is hard to return when it is gone.'”

Upon hearing this, Li Xian stood up, looked at him and said, "Amin, are you sure she wrote it?"

A Ming nodded. Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, nor did he see Xia Yu's handwriting, but it was impossible for other girls to enter there at will. It wasn't written by the waiter and shopkeeper in the store, so he can be sure without thinking about it. "Yes, sir."

Li Xian only felt that his heart was beating so fast that he couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

Sitting in front of the empty court, the rain falls on the window eaves.

The fragrance of orchids remains, and the piano can be played with fingers.

When it comes, the birds are all gone, and the water dripping from the lotus tip is cold.

The dancing flowers smashed into tears, and it is hard to return when they are gone.

This poem looks very simple, the main idea is that a daughter of a boudoir, when it rains, sits in front of the window and plays the piano boredly, and enjoys the flowers and rain, feeling melancholy, sad for spring and autumn.And strictly speaking, the composition is not very good, but if you look carefully, you can find that this is a Tibetan acrostic.

"The string language is sentimental, but there is no chance"!
If this was written by Xia Yu, does it mean that she actually likes him?

It's just that she doesn't know why she doesn't want to accept him. Maybe it's because his family has hit her too hard and made her lose face, or she feels that she is not good enough for her?
Anyway, it doesn't matter, what to do with so many guesses, as long as you know her heart, no one and anything can stop him!
"Amin, let's go!" Li Xian was like a seedling re-watered by the rain, and once again regained its vitality.He jumped up from the wicker chair, the hem of his white clothes drew a beautiful and elegant arc in the air, and then landed gently, leaving an afterimage.

A Ming followed him, the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be concealed, he seemed to be happier than his young master, he finally saw the domineering young master of his family back again!

——Dear folks and elders... I am so happy to have you... Thank you for your support and love... I hope that in the next life, even if it is ordinary, I will meet and get to know you again.Group number: 322564494
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