Chapter 86

June day, the child's face, said to change. The weather, which had just been clear for thousands of miles, changed in a flash. Dark clouds rolled and ran, and soon covered the whole sky. A cool wind swept through the sky.

The coachman took out a coir raincoat and shook his whip, which exploded in the air.

If Wen Ruo raised a corner of the embroidered curtain and looked out, the pedestrians on the road accelerated their steps, "it's going to rain!" She murmured, not knowing who she was trying to tell.

When it rained, the fool knew to run home, but Liu Xinmei, with an oil paper umbrella, walked to the pavilion in the center of the lake in the garden. She likes to see the lotus in the rain and smell the fresh air after the rain. How can such a great opportunity be missed in vain?

"Princess, be careful that you will get sick if you get caught in the rain." The willow leaves are trying to dissuade them.

Sick? Liu Xinmei's eyes brightened and her lips opened a big smile. Well, kill two birds with one stone, she has no reason to refuse the unrestrained mind.

Mention skirt Cape, she can't bear to run out, see block invalid, willow leaf son also had to grasp a long dress to follow.

Big drops of rain fell down, the surface of the water waves a piece of ripples, wave by wave to the distance. The lotus leaves in the rain are turned up by the wind. For a while, they are like a flower protector, tightly encircling the delicate flowers in the middle. At the same time, they are powerless to drop down. They let the thin rain fall on their bodies, making a "Shua Shua" sound, and the bright raindrops and pearls roll down.

Liu Xinmei breathes the air with the smell of soil, and the faint fragrance penetrates the heart. She hummed softly: in the autumn of Nantang lotus picking, the lotus is over the head, and she lowers her head to get the lotus seeds. The lotus seeds are as clear as water, and the lotus heart is completely red when it is placed in the lotus bosom sleeve. She does not recall Lang Lang Lang, but looks up at Feihong

Although it was not suitable for the occasion, she could not think of a more suitable one for the moment.

At this time, Murong Yifei's carriage entered the gate of the palace. The servant quickly came to serve with an umbrella. Half of the rain did not fall on Murong Yifei and Wen Ruo Ruo. They soon stood on the corridor, and the beautiful song just floated through their ears.

Murong Yifei was disturbed by her singing, but today, the sound is clear and crisp, just like the first cry of a yellow warbler. She is very tolerant to listen to it, and is fascinated for a moment.

I miss Lang Lang and look up at Feihong. Does this woman know the pain of lovesickness? It's just that he's the one she's missing? Murong Yifei did not dare to think about it, nor did he dare to ask.

Wen ruo's hatred is deeper. She always catches the king's heart in such a surprising way. With such a beautiful face, there are naturally some seductive means. She is really tolerant, and she has shown her nature for so many years.

After hesitating for a while, Murong Yifei still walked past. The people around him held the umbrella high on the side, but his eyes were directly on the ground.

Wen Ruo if a person left in the corridor, the rain was blown by the wind, inclined to rush over, but she did not mean to avoid. Is it cold? Natural, but compared with the chill in my heart, what's this?

Mei Er gently tugged at her sleeve. She looked back and gave a farfetched smile. Mei'er felt that the smile of Lady Wen Fei was not much better than crying, and she didn't feel pity.

The willow leaf son saw the king come over, busy to pull the willow heart eyebrow, oneself first bows the knee to salute: "the servant has seen the Lord."

Liu Xinmei comes back to her mind and shows her eyebrows. She doesn't come here to listen to her singing? Slightly blessing body, she said faintly: "have seen the Lord. My concubine is just amusing myself, won't disturb the Lord again? So let me go. "

Then he pulled the willow leaves and left, even refused to return his head.

How she doesn't want to see herself! Murong Yifei's heart slightly stings, a hundred kinds of taste rush into my heart.

"Stop!" He said in a low voice, not much anger in his voice.

The willow leaf son timidly stops the pace, pulls the willow heart eyebrow also to stop the body.

Liu Xinmei pulled out a cool smile: "how, what's your lesson?"

Can't I hide if I can't? From now on, I am far away from you, so that every time you see me, I will pick my nose and my eyes.

Lesson? Is this the only one left between them? Murong Yifei asked himself powerless, but he couldn't remember what they had between them for a long time.

"It's cool. Be careful of the cold." After pondering for a long time, he said this.

Is this about her? In Liu Ye Er's inexplicable move, Liu Xinmei said coldly: "don't bother the king, my wife's life is cheap, so hard conditions have survived, this little wind and rain, but I can't help it."

Willow leaf son nearly kneels down again, master son so capricious really good? Even if you don't appreciate it, don't say it! Her head fell to her chest. She didn't dare to look at the king. She only asked him not to be angry.

Murong Yifei a stagnation, all the words are born in the heart, can not spit out also can not swallow down, like a thorn in the ground, he did not know where to have the pain feeling. Obviously, I want to hold her in my hand to love her, but what I blurted out is a kind of angry words: "I don't care about your life or death, but I think that tomorrow is a seven day appointment. I'm afraid it will ruin the king's elegance.""You know, men are animals that think with their lower body. I didn't expect anything, so I went back to recuperate Liu Xinmei bent down again, and Shi ran left.

She walked very fast, as if afraid of being called back again, and left like a fugitive. The willow leaf ran after her and stretched out her arm to cover the rain.

Murong Yifei's face is very successful by her angry iron green, what is a man is the animal that thinks with the lower body, he, he is the evil ghost in the color? He would like to ask, where do women think? Brain? That's a good thing. I don't know if she has one.

The people around him stood still, like a stake. He also sincerely hoped that the LORD would treat him as a stake.

Looking at the arrogant figure disappeared in the rain, Murong Yifei came back expressionless. If Wen Ruo was still waiting there, maybe it was the cold wind, shivering in the cold wind.

"It's raining harder and harder. Go back and have a rest earlier. Don't forget to make a bowl of hot ginger soup." Murong Yifei said with concern.

"Thank you very much. I'll send you a bowl later." Wen Ruo said gently.

Alas, all the same women, how can they be so unreasonable?

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