Chapter 194 One step closer, ten years after another

On July 13, before the sky was lit, there were waves of lightning, thunder and sudden wind and rain, but the day was beginning, and the wind and rain stopped again. The dew on the green leaves reflected the morning sun and was bright and dazzling.

Yingjing woke up early by the sound of thunder and rain, but she was lazy and refused to get up early. When she woke up in a daze, she slept until the beginning of Mao. Finally, she was willing to groom her makeup and opened the window. What came to her face was the wet and fragrant smell of dirt, which made her feel refreshed.

In the morning in the countryside, after a heavy rain cleaning, it looks more fresh and beautiful. Although there is no fragrant fragrance in the house with high walls, the natural fragrance of green seedlings and rice has a vibrant atmosphere.

When I walked out of the backyard, I saw that my eyes were green and everything in the world was clear. Under the morning sun, there were green mountains and clear water, Uva gray walls, and cooking smoke curled up. There were birds coming together, observing the scarecrow erected in the field with suspicion and hesitated not to approach.

I sighed inexplicably: "Last year today, there was a rain before dawn, but I don't know if there will be another sudden rain at noon this year."

Xia Ke and Qiu Yue looked at each other and were very surprised: "Wuniang has a good memory. I still remember any rainy day last year."

The two maids saw that the little master was very proud and smiled brightly. They raised their feet but walked to the east courtyard, and both exchanged understanding eyes.

The clear sky in the east courtyard was cleaning up a short case. It was too late to sort out the incense burner tea set. The corners of his eyes looked at Yijing and his party. He quickly greeted him. After seeing the gift, he heard Yijing ask, "Brother, are you up?"

"The son got up early and has already worshipped the princess..." The clear sky subconsciously said, but suddenly woke up and hurriedly explained: "It's no wonder that although the prince did worship, he did not follow those common rituals and did not burn paper. Originally, the princess liked to cook tea most when she was alive, and the prince was just making tea as a sacrifice. ..." After all, it's in someone else's house. If you burn paper as a sacrifice, it's not polite. The clear sky is afraid of the scenery.

It turns out that he oftenjian tea alone, but in order to miss his mother.

She didn't know that he would comfort the dead spirit of Princess Chu in such a way today.

"Where is my brother now?" Ying asked again.

"In the room..." Qingkong's eyes turned, thinking about it, and then said, "Today is the death of the princess. The son of the world is inevitably sad. His small tongue is clumsy and can't be persuaded. I only hope that the five women can be wise and can persuade the world not to be sad again."

Unexpectedly, there was some pain, which was not persuaded by others. With a secret sigh, Xia Ke and Qiu Yue helped to clean up the utensils in the clear sky and walked slowly into the room while thinking about it.

When I opened the curtain, I saw him in a clean jade robe, and his back was a little lonely. I don't know if his eyebrows frowned slightly at this time, and his eyes were either colder?

Ying walked lightly and approached quietly, with his arms around him, and his palms covered his eyelids again.

"You can't guess that it's like an aunt again." She laughed softly, as if she didn't notice his sadness.

She saw the corners of his lips gently raised, his head slightly tilted, and the morning sun sprinkled on his jade-like face, glowing a soft and bright luster.

"If I'm not sure, don't let go."

Yijing felt his eyelashes, brushed the slightly itchy touch of her palm, and wrapped his arms in an instant, and quickly let go.

He looked back with a smile and saw that she took out something from her sleeve. The green brocade was embroidered with rolled grass and Zhumei, which was a fan cover. To be precise, it was a folding fan caged in the fan cover.

"Berday is happy." With a very brief greeting, the scenery handed over the prepared birthday gift with some shyness.

It seemed to be a little reluctant. Yu Yu thought narrowly, looked at the needle and thread carefully, and the smile on the corners of his lips was stronger: "The embroidery skills of the fifth sister are refined again."

The scenery was immediately relieved, and then he had the intention to show: "Brother, look at the fan."

The fan is painted with his favorite cold plums. On the old branches, Miaorui smiles the winter wind, and the combination of strength and softness is just right. The untained cinnabar is all painted in black ink. It is her brush, which he recognizes at a glance.

The fan handle hangs a gourd fan pendant, which is green, green, small and exquisite.

Yu Yu sighed gently, carefully closed the folding fan, and looked down into the girl's clear eyes: "Five sister, I'm really worried about getting used to it."

If you get used to the blessings you give every year, the surprise you give, the warmth you give, if one day you suddenly stop giving... Is the loss after getting it more unwilling than never getting it?

He didn't finish talking, but just looked at her attentively. The persistent weight in his eyes gradually forced her to look down.

Is it avoidance? This promise is difficult to give.

The cold fingertips slid past her temples and fell on her shoulders. Obviously, it was not the most intimate and ambiguous behavior, but he saw her face stained with a layer of slight red, not obvious, only spreading thinly at the cheekbones and spreading to a tiny arc on the tip of the ear.

He clearly felt the urgency of his eyebrows.

There is a layer of warmth overflowing from the bottom of the eyes.

In this life, he has seen many of her appearances, with carefree smiles. When she is ashamed, she is full of worries, heartbroken pain, and her heart is full of calmness and aggressiveness, but it is rare that she blushes in panic because of her contact.

Once again, it was difficult for him to control himself.

She always disintegrated his will easily.

Yu Yu slowly withdrew his hand: "Did the fifth sister go to greet him today?"

The topic was thousands of miles away, which made the beautiful scenery stunned again, but she could still feel the heat pressed on her eyebrows and did not move away.

With a gentle grace, she woke up and quickly shook her head: "No, I haven't had time to see my grandmother..." Yijing was very depressed. Why did she behave like this whenever she was in critical health... childish and out of her manners? She didn't feel embarrassed when she knew what he wanted to hear, but why was she clumsy?

Is he disappointed?

At this time, he lost the courage to look at him and bit his lips with regret.

But listening to him, it was still so light and clear: "Sister, I'll go with you later."

In the low line of sight, the jade robe was moved away, and the pressure suddenly decreased.

Yingjing finally fell to her feet and tightened her palms, only to find that at some point, it was already full of dense sweat.

The sight followed his clean pace and entered the inside, staying on the swinging jade. The beautiful scenery secretly decided that he could not disappoint him this time. That sentence was originally from sincerity, but what kind of guilty?

So...

When Yu Yu changed the jade robe worn by the worship, put on a round-neck deep blue dress, and brushed out the curtain.

Meet the eyes of the scenery unexpectedly.

She stood in the backlight, and behind her was a window screen warmed by the morning sun, shining the shadow of trees through the window.

For a moment, he had the illusion that she was there and waited for a long time.

It's just a little stunned. She is already close in front of her, which is a audible distance.

Gently raised his arm and seemed to tidy up his clothes very naturally and familiarly. Although it was respectful and not messy at all, he saw her eyes and was quietly close at him, just a distance of looking down.

"Brother, don't worry about getting used to it." The jade curtain behind her sounded softly, disturbing the silence of the room, but her words were extremely clear: "I will always remember this day, so it doesn't matter. I won't leave you alone in the future."

When the voice was silent, her fingertips hovered in his heart, touching but resolutely.

After expressing my mind, the scenery is not as relieved.

was tightly stuffed in a arms. She only had time to breathe on one side, but let her hearing fall into his hurried heartbeat.

"Binjing, I'm very happy." The breath in her ear was always cold, but it burned her cheeks again.

The arm slowly wrapped around his thin waist, and then he realized that he had regained his familiar name, which was her boudoir name.

Her response made his heart tremble again, let go of his arms, and his palms left his shoulders and stayed on the side of his cheeks. Her gentle strength made her meet his sight again.

It seems that you are no longer satisfied with the spacing of your eyes.

As his palms slipped to the corners of his lips, there was only a touch of delicateness in his sight. His breath was shallow but rapid, which was inseparable from her breath.

The thin and cool lips gently covered it. At that moment, time was still and the breath stopped.

I dare not go deep, because I am afraid that I can't help myself, but I can't bear to separate too quickly. This gentle contact has gone through too many processes.

This is July, the fourth year of Yuanqing. This day is also two generations apart. It is only one year for her, but he has been in a trance for ten years.

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The nominal "thank you banquet" on July 13 was held in a harmonious atmosphere. No one can see that the "thorns" between Yu and Meijing are different from the past. I have to say that these two people are indeed good at "pretentious". Even the eldest princess and Mother Yang, who have the intention to pay attention, probably just think that "as expected "Close", the two elders occasionally look at each other, and they don't show their color.

As for Si Niang, whenever there is wine on the table, she will no longer pay attention to others.

Qiniang is naive and romantic, and she is very good at dancing with long sleeves. After a luncheon, it is all her funny words. She has become an eye-catching focus, and naturally she will not pay attention to others.

The scenery was surprised by Jiang Wei's "massiveness".

Only she and Si Niang raised their glasses frequently, and there was no need to persuade people to drink at all. When Si Niang's cheeks turned red, Jiang Wei's face did not change.

However, when the banquet was over, Jiang Wei's drunkenness was also very suddenly. She said a little shyly and said "drinking too much". Her body softened and pressed on Qi Niang. For a moment, the scene was stunned, but the mackerel beads reacted quickly and half carried Jiang Wei away from the banquet. Qi Niang looked at her red face, but it was bright. God's fourth sister said sincerely, "The outcome is really unpredictable. I'm shallow again."

Afterwards, when beautiful scenery and Yu Yu stepped on the horse in the suburbs, they talked about the interesting things at today's banquet: "I didn't look like Awei as a good wine, but I don't want to see her today, which is really eye-opening."

Yu Yu smiled sideways: "You only remember that if you want to give A Wei's favors, one is good tea and the other is good wine. She will not refuse to give these two."

Yi Jing remembered it silently, but suddenly became stunned - how did he know that she was going to vote for Awei's preference?

When I looked at him again, I saw that he had moved his eyes and looked at Qingmiao Bijian, with a leisurely expression.