Jade clear

The little animal bells with weird patterns hanging under the eaves swayed slightly in the breeze.

The carved wooden door was gently pushed open, and someone came to the bedroom, calling the young man who was sleeping with his eyes closed on the bed.

"Your Highness...Your Highness, the pear blossoms are blooming, so beautiful..."

Hearing this, the boy's eyelids moved slightly, and he opened his eyes.Those eyes were like thousands of autumn waters, turning slightly with the hazy tiredness of just waking up.

"Ameng, did you just say that the pear blossoms are blooming?" As he spoke, the young man yawned lazily, lifted his thin quilt, and walked barefoot to the window.

The pear blossoms in the rain are extremely pure but also tainted with a bit of charm and youthfulness in an instant.

The young man was fascinated by the scene, and murmured, "It's so beautiful~"

"Oh my lord, why don't you put on your shoes first, it's cold."

The young man opened the door with bare feet, and the simple earthy fragrance in the rain and the light pear blossom fragrance filled the air. Ameng hurriedly put on a coat for him.

"Ugh……"

"Your Highness?"

"I'm a miserable person... I'm locked up in this crappy place, and I can't go out to play in such a good weather."

Ah Meng glanced at the long and gloomy dark clouds... Good weather? !

Ah Meng was only about fourteen or fifteen years old, and when he heard that his highness was bothering to go out again, his small face immediately crumpled into a ball: "Your highness, your majesty has ordered that you have a special status and a weak body, so you can't go out at will when you are recuperating here." , Last time you made a fuss and removed the hidden guards, your majesty will not allow you to go out."

"Ameng, look, there are only two of us here. If you don't tell me, no one will know that I have gone out? You can be flexible, okay?" Fang Gu An's star-like eyes sparkled with longing of light.

Ah Meng couldn't bear to turn her head, gritted her teeth and stomped her feet: "Your Highness, let me give you a notice!"

"Ameng, you..." As soon as Ameng turned her head, she saw the young man who was as fragile as a delicate flower pale and weak, about to fall down. Ameng quickly stretched out her hand to support him.

"Ahem, it's okay, it's okay, help me into the house, I'll be fine after lying down for a while."

"Your Highness, I'd better go ask the imperial doctor."

Fang Gu'an held Ah Meng, and said weakly: "No, you go out and watch, I call you and come in again, I'll just lie down for a while and don't bother me."

"No." Ah Meng stepped back obediently and closed the door.

Outside the window, the rain is pattering, the pear blossoms are in full bloom, and the swaying copper bells are still jingling.

After listening to the rhythm of the animal bell quietly for a while, Fang Gu An, who was still very weak just now, vigorously lifted the quilt and put it on carefully, combed her long hair casually, and even held an umbrella.

Holding his breath and counting the beat, the animal bell that had stopped for a while rang again. Fang Guan quickly opened the window and jumped down gracefully, then moved along the wall to the old tree that could lead to the outside of the courtyard, and violently shook his fist After sharpening my palms for a while, I began to climb the tree with difficulty with an umbrella under my arm.

Before reaching the top of the tree, Fang Gu An was out of breath, and when he raised his hand to wipe his sweat, the umbrella he was holding fell to the tree with a 'snap', fearing that Ah Meng would hear the movement, Fang Gu An couldn't care less about hugging with his eyes closed so much for a while. Jumping down on the branches stretching out of the courtyard.

"Girl be careful!" As if hearing such a soft shout, Fang Gu'an felt that the moment he fell down was accompanied by a man's muffled groan.

"Girl you..."

Fang Gu'an lay on the man's body, covered his mouth, winked and made a silent movement.

The man looked at the "girl" on his body in doubt, and nodded.

Fang Gu'an straightened up, riding on the man's body, made a gesture of clasping his fists with pride, parted his lips slightly and said softly, "Thank you for saving the hero, we will see you later!"

After speaking, he immediately got up and ran away like a smoke.

The man lay on the ground at a loss, sat up for a while, looked at the disappearing figure, shook his head and laughed inexplicably.

He beat his chest lightly, cough cough, this interesting girl is not light cough cough cough...

It has been raining for half a day, and there is still no tendency to stop.

Ah Meng is actually right, it is indeed not suitable to travel today.Fang Guan, who was looking for shelter in the rain, was thinking silently, dizzy and unexpectedly wanted to sneeze, he hurriedly pinched his nose to suppress the sneeze, his mind was full of not being able to catch the wind and cold... …

An oil-paper umbrella suddenly appeared above the head to block the wind and rain, Fang Guan pinched his nose in disbelief and turned his head to look at the man holding the umbrella beside him.

The man smiled softly: "Girl, it's really fate that we meet again."

Probably because he was so shocked that he couldn't express it in words, Fang Guan pinched his nose and burped at him plainly and sincerely.

The man was taken aback for a moment, and laughed even more happily, but Fang Gu'an's face turned red.

"The rain won't stop for a while, if you don't mind, girl, would you like to hold an umbrella with me?"

Fang Gu'an lowered his head and muttered softly: "He's a boy..." Looking up, he saw that the man kept away from him for fear of offending, his left arm was completely wet.

For a moment, Fang Gu'an hated iron and steel, and angrily hugged his waist and dragged him into the umbrella: "It's okay! How can you not see it? I'm a boy, a man!"

As if in a daze, the man stared blankly at his amber-like clear eyes, and said with a smile, "I've never seen such a beautiful man."

The bright black eyes rolled around in a panic, and the young man's soft voice was sticky: "I'm really a man, I have what you have, and I don't have what you don't, then you can touch it and see that I am really a man." !" As he spoke, he grabbed the man's hand and pressed it on his chest.

"Isn't it? You see, I didn't lie to you~ And you can't... you can't say I'm beautiful! Ah Meng said that beauty refers to women! If you want to say it, you can say me... um, handsome! Suave!"

Seeing Fang Gu'an bouncing around like a child, the man coaxed: "Well, then you are handsome, unrestrained and suave..."

"Fang Gu An, my name is Gu An, God favors, Gu An from Chang'an forever."

"Song Qingyan is a violinist in Fengchuanfang, Kyoto. Sansheng was lucky to meet him."

"Fengchuanfang? That folk music workshop that is said to be more powerful than the palace music workshop? Can I go find you in the future?"

"Of course it's possible, you're welcome anytime."

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"Musician Qingyan, the young master is here again, and he still spends generously as usual. One ingot of gold lasts two hours. You should go and spend time with him."

Song Qingyan casually threw the dirty cloth that had just been wiped on the young owner of the workshop, and joked: "I don't know, I thought you, Fengchuanfang, wanted to compete with the Nanfeng Pavilion on the next street."

"Hey, what you said, how can those young men in the Nanfeng Pavilion compare to one-tenth of your grace and gracefulness? You didn't notice it when you were not in front of the square before. Since the young man came, you have been doing it every time. Come on, hey, we will depend on you when we get rich, hahaha!"

Song Qingyan still had that gentle and elegant appearance, and the corner of his mouth curled into an appropriate arc: "Listen to my advice, it's still too late for you to leave, otherwise I don't know what I will do."

Song Qingyan rushed to the private room where Fang Guan was after the cooking was over and there was no proper owner.

In the middle of winter with heavy snowfall, Fang Guan was wearing a white fur collar, slowly drying his hands with red fingertips on the small silver stove, pecking at the warm wine that can warm his body, when he raised his eyes, he saw walking in with the piano in his arms. Song Qingyan couldn't help but smile.

"Why do you come here in such a cold day? Don't come again tomorrow. You are not in good health so don't freeze anymore." Song Qingyan came over and put down the piano and raised his hand to test the temperature on his forehead. After confirming that it was all right, he untied the His white fur cloak let loose his long hair that was hardened into locks and locks.

Fang Guan's hair is much longer than that of ordinary men, and it is troublesome to tidy it up. Because he has been weak and sick since he was a child, he has to save his hair for his life. No wonder he was recognized as a woman when they met for the first time.

"Not seeing each other every day is like three autumns. I think you will come naturally if you think about it." Fang Guan leaned on him naturally, "I'll be closer to you, it's very cold."

"What song do you want to listen to today?" Song Qingyan asked softly in his ear along his black hair.

Fang Guan was itchy behind his ears when he teased him, he giggled, grabbed his hand and said like a grandpa: "What kind of bombs are you playing in such a cold day, don't get frozen, just stay with me today become."

Song Qingyan played the piano with slender and beautiful hands, with thin calluses attached to his fingertips. His complexion was pale even with the color of his nails, and even the neat white crescents on his nails made people's hearts flutter.

Fang Gu'an looked at his hands over and over as if he had got a baby, and one of them couldn't hold back and secretly licked it. Feeling the person behind him stiffen, Fang Gu'an turned his head and glanced at him quietly to see his reaction.

The wet eyes like small animals stuck to him for a moment, Song Qingyan blushed handsomely, restrained some unspeakable desire, gently stroked the top of his hair, and said dotingly: "Stop making trouble."

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