041 lovesickness is poisonous

She held the girl, looked back at Ling Su, and asked politely and tentatively, "Mr. Ling, won't you go together?"

If Ling Su follows, the girl's anger will disappear. If he doesn't follow... there is really nothing to say.

In fact, Ling Su just took a step back just to make the way, but suddenly found that Cheng Xueyan's face was getting colder and colder. She was puzzled. When she heard Bitong's question, she didn't know whether to keep up.

No matter how angry Cheng Xueyan is, she hopes that he can agree. This is not only an emotional problem. It can be seen that he hesitates. He only dislikes that he is dirty, and his fire is bigger. He shakes off Bitong and strides to the steps. His footsteps are fierce, but his feet hurt.

It was so indecent that the remaining two were shocked. Bitong hurriedly followed: "Girl, be careful..."

Ling Su hesitated a little and still followed.

Bitong quietly looked sideways and immediately raised her eyebrows and came to Cheng Xueyan's ear: "He is in the back..."

The angry heart seems to have received some relief, and the tight corners of the lips are slightly raised because of relaxation.

Qixia Hall is located in a wide place halfway up the mountain. The foundation adjusts with the slight ups and downs of the terrain. Surrounded by pines, there are even a few pine trees growing in the temple courtyard, mixed with long grass and wild flowers. As a result, the small temple seems to grow from the ground from a distance.

When the three entered the courtyard, a monk in soap-colored monk's clothes greeted them.

Bitong explained his intention, and the monk led them to the backyard and never raised his eyes.

There are very few people in the courtyard, and there are not even a few monks, but they are ancient trees, covering the sky and the moon, which makes people chill.

Cheng Xueyan couldn't help looking back at Ling Su. At this moment, she suddenly wanted to be by her side and could comfort her uneasiness with her strong arms.

The cover above the head seems to suddenly retreat, revealing a clear night sky, and the stars twinkling slightly, like pearls sprinkled on velvet, surrounded by a slightly round but radiant bright moon. Such a quiet and deep mood makes people feel suddenly cheerful while creating a sense of emptiness.

It turned out that vegetarian dishes were placed on the backyard or square or round stone tables. Some people had sat on their seats to taste. Quietly, they could only hear the breeze passing through the treetops.

Four small dishes with two bowls of vegetarian rice have been placed on the table.

The vegetarian dish is very fresh. Through the faint and yellow light, you can still see that it is green and fresh, and it is extremely neat. It is sprinkled with light oil, sprinkled with fine spicy seeds and sesame seeds, emitting a seductive fragrance. The vegetarian rice is also crystal clear, as if it is coated with a thin layer of soft light.

Cheng Xueyan's stomach immediately muttered.

Bitong stood aside and refused to sit down no matter how she persuaded and threatened her. Ling Su should have sat next to the stone table to avoid suspicion, but she still sat opposite Cheng Xueyan to avoid suspicion. Because it was so late, it was indeed inappropriate for a woman to appear in this deep mountain temple accompanied by her maid.

Cheng Xueyan was extremely hungry. Although she tried her best to maintain her image, the vegetarian dish was so delicious for some reason that it was quickly swept away by her. She stared at the last winter bamboo shoot left on the plate. She only hated that although the dish was delicious, the plate was so small that she was only half full. This winter bamboo shoot... She struggled for a moment and gave it to Mr. Ling. By the way, he didn't seem to move his chopsticks much just now...

I wiped the corners of my lips with a handkerchief and looked up, but I saw Ling Su hanging in the air with bamboo chopsticks in his hand, looking at her with his mouth shut, losing his former demeanor.

Ling Su and Cheng Xueyan met four times in total, the surprise of the first sight, the heart of goodbye, the sadness of the reunion, and this time... shock. Before that, the daughter of the Cheng family had always been the goddess in his heart. Since he was a child, he often had the same dream. In his dream, there was an ethereal woman floating near him. The fairy fog curled up, and I couldn't see her clearly. However, since he saw her at the gate of Ganlu Temple six years ago, the fairy came to his eyes as if through clouds and fog. Although it was only a glimpse, it was enough to shake people's hearts. He thought she was really a fairy. He thought he had just missed her, but he didn't want to meet her again in Chengfu.

She is the daughter of Chengfu.

Since he learned this answer, he knew that he had no chance. She is really a fairy, high and close to mortals. And he... No matter how much he is praised for being talented, he is just a mortal. He lives in a humble room and eats nothing but a simple meal. How can he invite fairies? But fairies... can be worshipped, right?

Maybe it's just an excuse for his unbroken common thoughts, and he began to ask for directions.

"Guan Jujiu, on the island of the river. The so-called Iraqis are on the side of the water..."

Indeed, if it is far away, the fog can only be seen from afar.

Every day and night when there is no echo, her figure floats faintly in the dream. In the chaos of the smoke gathering and drifting away, her expression was happy, angry, and worried... His heart also turned around like smoke. When the light blue letter note with the echo fell on his hand, he actually opened it reluctantly for half a day.

The word is like a person, the person is like a fairy, and the meaning is like smoke...

"The fallen flower man is independent, and the slight rain swallows fly..."

The vegetation is bleak in autumn, but the heart is in full bloom.

The printed letter immediately flew to two lines of wild pen...

"It seems that this star was not last night, for whom to stand in the middle of the night..."

In the dream, she seemed to be clearer, and her body was exposed in the clouds. The color was bright and gorgeous.

The wait is always long, but once the letter arrives and you are reluctant to open it, you always have to burn incense and clean your hands before reading it word for word like receiving the imperial edict.

"The wild goose is in the clouds and the fish is in the water, and it is difficult to send this feeling..."

He not only admires her beauty, but also appreciates her talent. In this way, he feels that the two are far away, but they still can't hold back their lovesickness and can't control the hand holding the pen.

"It's useless to miss you directly, and it's okay to be melancholy."

"The bright moon does not understand the bitterness of separation, and the oblique light shines to Zhuhu."

"If you don't miss each other in your life, you will miss each other and hurt you."

"Tears can eventually have traces, but many words are difficult to send without words"

......

When you come and go, the words on this letter seem to be printed in the bottom of your eyes and engraved in your heart.

After a year, it was autumn again, but there was no more glory, but a storm.

When the east window incident happened, he was only worried about whether she would be punished, because the officials and eunuchs always had strict family rules.

It seems that nothing happened except that the messenger's subordinate suddenly disappeared. At ease, I always felt that there was something wrong. As a result, the news of her engagement came in less than a month. Cheng Shangshu's daughter married the son of Lieutenant Gu, which caused a sensation all over the city.

is indeed sensational, otherwise how could he feel unstable?

Knowing that it is the difference between heaven and earth, knowing that it is delusional, knowing that this idea should be broken, and knowing that it will be difficult and dangerous to contact again at this time... But he still did it. It's not questioning. He is not qualified and knows that she can't help herself. There are only two short sentences... Once the sea was difficult, except for Wushan.

When I toss a pen, my heart is as broken as ink.

but there was no reply. I don't know if the messenger didn't send the letter, or she pretended not to know. Anyway, the moon is full and there is a shortage, waiting for the happy marriage of beating gongs and drums.

That day, he didn't know how he moved to the street. He only saw the red eyes and heard the roar of his ears. A sedan chair is extremely luxurious and magnificent. The fine colorful flowers are flying around, and the smoke of firecrackers is full of fairyland and dreamy. His goddess is going to fly to other people's homes. These years should be a good time. Even if there are thousands of amorous feelings, who to talk to...

I didn't feel sad, and I even hung a smile on my lips.

He returned home, fell to **, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

This sleep was so long that I didn't even dream. It was winter when I woke up.

When the door curtain opened and closed, he saw sporadic snow floating outside, the little silver hanging in the room cooed, and the air was filled with the sweet and bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine.

His old mother Ling Shi came trembling with a medicine bowl and said nothing, but sighed heavily.

He took the medicine and drank it, only felt that the medicine smelled like water, and then got out of bed.

With nothingness under his feet, he almost fell down.

Standing in front of the window, he hesitated for a moment, and suddenly pushed the window open.

The cold wind poured into his chest with cool snow, and he almost suffocated.

"Ah, the past is over, and if there is anything you can't think about, you should think about it. Flowers in the sky can't bloom in the world..."

The mother's sad and hoarse voice was like lightning tore his imprisoned heart and destroyed his pretending to be strong shell.

Mother originally knew everything...

He returned to **, lay down again, covered his head with a quilt, and the three-month sleep in his chest was as strong as a tide, and surged straight into his mouth...

The door creaked softly, and he seemed to hear the gurgling of the little silver pendant getting louder and louder...

When the spring flowers bloom, everything seems to disappear with the spring breeze, and the heart is full of happy green, but it is empty.

is still a little abnormal, otherwise he will not be invited by Tianshu College to do something to teach the four books and five classics. But it's not bad. Anyway, it's alive.

He didn't ask about her, as if this person had just come to the world and now he has gone back to heaven. He and she are nothing more than each other's Nanke's dream, and he is a poor scholar who doesn't listen to anything outside the window.

But who would have thought that she was retired!

was said by her mother inadvertently during dinner, and her tone was hateful. Of course, it was not hatred for Gu Sanxian, who was ignorant of gold and jade. She hated her, the woman who seduced her son and almost killed him, and now she finally has evil!

His heart, which has been empty, seems to be bumping into something, but he can't see what it is.

The meal was extremely tasteless.

I have no sleep at night, but I feel that the room is too stuffy and the quilt is too covered. It's spring, why is it so hot?

He got up and pushed open the window, and the night wind wrapped the fragrance of flowers and plants straight into his chest and lungs, which made his heart itch, as if something was going to break out of the ground...

PS: From now on, I don't plan to call for collection and tickets. It's not that I don't need it, but... If it's really written well and let readers like it, I will naturally accept the ticket. I just call for it and have little effect. It may also be disgusted, hehe. Hope is big, disappointment is big; if you want something, your heart is heavy. I'm considering whether to withdraw all the previous calls... Finally, I wish you all a happy reading and sincerely hope you like this book. My only guarantee is that I will finish it seriously!