Chapter 1: Run away from home

Increasingly, when the people in the royal palace ran to the reunion banquet after the prince returned home, their princess secretly changed the maid's clothes and slipped out of the royal palace.

It was night, when Xuan Yuanchen went to Lanxing Pavilion to ask her to come to celebrate the reunion banquet, and it was empty again. She ran away again! Xuanyuan Chen was so angry that he fell the brocade box in his hand on the spot! There is a piece of warm jade in it, which he is going to give to Lan Ruo!

The New Year's celebration is overwhelming. There are colorful lights on the street, and big red lanterns are hung at the door of every household, pasted with the Spring Festival couplets. "Heshun has a hundred blessings, and the word "peace is worth a lot of money." Horizontal criticism: Vientiane renewal" Lan Ruoyan's eyes are full of joy. Ordinary people's New Year's wishes, good wishes for the new year are simple and peaceful.

Lan Ruoyan walked aimlessly on the street and looked at the bustling street. She didn't know where she should go and where to go. She didn't know what was wrong with her, and she was extremely irritable and uneasy. This is not like herself, the decisive self.

When the cold attack broke out, she happened to have an excuse that she didn't want to stay in the palace and told Xuanyuanchen that she wanted to go back to the royal palace. Xuanyuan Chen has been extremely talkative recently and immediately agreed. In the past few days, Xuanyuanchen's sudden change has made her uncomfortable.

When she returned to the royal palace and saw the group of warbler swallows in the backyard, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable, very irritable and blind. This should be better. Therefore, she quietly fled the royal palace again.

She didn't know what Xuanyuanchen would look like after she left, whether she would lose his temper, or if nothing happened like last time. I don't know why she will be so angry and care so much about Xuanyuanchen, a man who makes her lose control and lose her temper frequently in this world.

Looking at the noisy street, the child was excitedly lit with fireworks sticks, and sparks splashed everywhere. The child took his mother's hand and shouted happily, with a happy smile on his face. The mother touched the child's head fondly, with indescribable tenderness and love.

Lan Ruoyan suddenly stopped, and a picture suddenly flashed in her mind. The dust-like woman, dressed in a white veil, looked at the girl running not far ahead, with joy in her eyes and said with a smile, "Yaner, be careful!" The voice is gentle, like the sound of heaven, crossing the ears.

After hearing this, the little girl giggled, threw herself into the woman's arms and said, "Mother, the fireworks are so beautiful!" After saying that, there was only a "bang" sound, and the fireworks soared and lit up the whole night sky. The girl seemed to be shocked by the sound and suddenly shrank in her mother's arms.

The bright moon fairy looked at her daughter who was so scared that she huddled in her arms, gently covered her ears with her hands, and said, "Don't be afraid of the smoke. There is a mother. Mother won't hurt you!" There was a gentle smile on his face, but the firmness in his eyes made people feel at ease.

The little girl didn't seem to hear this. Her bright eyes just stared at the sky, afraid that she would miss some beautiful scenery and smile happily.

Lan Ruoyan's heart suddenly throbled. In this life, as Lan Ruoyan's memory, she stood alone on the noisy street. Loneliness was a carnival of a group of people, and at this moment, she was alone. But at this time, she felt a trace of warmth, a trace of warmth from her mother, the bright moon fairy, whom she had never met.

The street is bustling, and a group of children not far away are laughing and playing. Suddenly, a little boy was heartless and bumped into Lan Ruoyan, who was still in a daze.

Lan Ruoyan didn't notice for a moment and was hit back a few steps. As soon as she was about to take precautions and was about to do something, a crisp child's voice sounded in her ear: "I'm sorry, sister, I didn't mean to bump into you."

Lan Ruoyan was obviously stunned for a moment before she realized that it was the little boy she had just seen set off fireworks beside his mother and suddenly smiled.

The little boy was not angry when he saw the sister in front of him, but smiled at him. He looked at the fireworks stick in his hand, raised his head and said, "Sister, this is for you. Happy New Year!" After saying that, he ran away and turned around and waved to Lan Ruoyan.

Lan Ruoyan looked at the fireworks stick in her hand and couldn't help smiling. She raised her hand with the fairy stick and whispered thanks.

Looking at the people around her and the gentle smiling faces, she was infected by the atmosphere and laughed happily. In the new year, there must be a new beginning. Since I have come out of those unhappy things in the royal palace, I should not be forced to hold on those things.

Looking at the men's clothing on his body, he didn't expect a child to see his daughter's body and could only laugh at himself for a moment. I found an inn to stay overnight and sketched between my eyebrows. The beautiful young man in the mirror seemed to come out of the painting.

I remembered that I met Lan Ruofeng and Su Mu last time I went out. Although there were many unpleasant things, she still had a good time. This time, a person can finally have a good experience in the world.

Suddenly, a fresh face flashed in her mind. Xuanyuanlin, a princess who doesn't like royal life, can stay in the world for so long, so she should not be bad. At least she ran out of the new human world in the 21st century. She often hears people say, "People can't help themselves in the world." She is curious about what the ancient rivers and lakes would be like.

I don't know how long it took to go all the way south. In the evening, the sound of horses' hoofs broke this tranquility. Yanqiao alleys, green bricks and black tiles, fine rain wet the bluestone road, misty rain hazy, ink in the south of the Yangtze River. There was only the sound of her rapid horseshoe in the air. She was embarrassed to gallop the horse and jump off the horse easily.

She felt very comfortable running on horseback for several days in a row. At this moment, she was not in a hurry to walk, slowly walking on the street, holding the jujube red horse, and integrating herself into the nature of heaven and earth.

Pedestrians here seem to have adapted to such weather, and they can't see any interest destroyed by the rain. However, people here prefer to travel on rainy days, especially those literati. In such fine weather, the hazy atmosphere can attract people's aspiration.

The scenery is a good scene, and things are good things, but you still can't play casually with a horse with a burden. As soon as you look up, you can see a Jiangnan inn "Ink Pavilion", a special name. He handed the jujube horse in his hand to the little man in front of the door and strode inward.

I lowered my head and made my clothes wet by the rain. I didn't feel it before, but now I only feel very uncomfortable.

"Is the guest official at the top or staying in the hotel?" The child's face is full of smiles.

Lan Ruoyan looked at the weather outside and said in a rough voice, "Stay in the store and arrange a room."

"Good! Guest, please come with me. Xiao Er diligently led the way in front of him, but he didn't forget to gossip, "Is this the first time for you to come here?"

Lan Ruoyan raised her eyes in surprise, and she made it so obvious that this person could see it at once?

Xiao Er saw her doubts and said with a smile, "Actually, it's very simple to know if it's the guest officer is the first time to come here. Listening to the guest's accent, you know that the guest officer is not from here. Looking at the weather outside when the guest officer entered the door just now, he decided whether to be sharp or staying in the store. The little one guessed that the guest officer came for the first time."

When Lan Ruoyan heard her analysis, she was a little surprised by her carefulness and smiled, "Good eyesight, to be honest, I'm really the first. I heard that Jiangnan is a beautiful place, so I came to have a look at the beginning, but I also felt that it was worthy of the name."

Xiao Er will have a sense of pride when he hears others praise his hometown. He is no exception, as if he opened the chatter and said endlessly: "The guest officer really knows the goods. To tell you the truth, there are countless people who come here every year, and they are all admired. We have beautiful mountains and rivers, and outstanding people. We will stay here for a few days to ensure that you will return with satisfaction. By the way, we will hold a lantern party here in a few days. If you are interested, you can attend it. And..."

Listening to his eloquent, Lan Ruoyan did not stop him. There was a continuous stream of free news. Why did she refuse? Only a few steps behind him, he nodded while listening.

"Sung, you can stay here and see if there is anything you are dissatisfied with." Xiao Er opened the door with one hand and said.

Lan Ruoyan didn't look at it and said directly, "No, I don't think it's bad. I'm very satisfied."

"That's good. If you have any instructions, you can find me or other guys in the hall. There's nothing else. The little one will go down first. After saying that, he stood still and waited for Lan Ruoyan to order.

Lan Ruoyan touched her stomach. She was a little hungry now, and she didn't eat well these days. She said, "First get hot water. I'm going to take a bath, and then add a few signature dishes here, lighter, and add a few side dishes and a pot of wine." After thinking about it, there was nothing to add, so he said, "That's all. Send it quickly. You go down first!" After saying that, he walked inside.

"Yes. Wait a minute, the guest officer will arrange it. After saying that, he took the door with both hands and walked away.

Lan Ruoyan threw the bag on the table, found a clean set of clothes, put it on **, and looked at it carefully. The ink pavilion is really worthy of the name, and the layout of the room is very charming in the south of the Yangtze River.

On the large screen in the room, an ink landscape painting is the street scene where you just walked into the Ink Pavilion. In the light mist, the three words of the Ink Pavilion are looming, with a few deep and shallow paintings and simple strokes to show the dreamlike beauty of Jiangnan, as if you were in it.

I teased a circle and suddenly felt bored. Thinking about the smoke and rain on the street when I first came, I walked to the window and opened the window. A cold air came to my face, mixed with a faint fragrance, like pine wood, mixed with soil and water vapor, making people's minds suddenly clear.

Lan Ruoyan greedily took a few breaths of air, then slowly spit it out, and suddenly felt smooth and comfortable.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Lan Ruo said without looking back.