Arrowed Butterfly

It is said that Yang Yifeng followed Luxi back to the room.Luxi led Yang Yifeng to the cool lake pavilion. The red lacquer pillars supported the green tile cornices, and hung a pair of plaques. The inscription "Mirror Heart Pavilion" was written in female handwriting, very beautiful, but also very powerful. It should be autumn purple. My son's handbook.There is a four-legged couch in the hall, with a white fox fur mattress and rolling pillows on it.In front of the couch was an exquisite small stove, which was already lit.Behind the soft couch is a mica landscape screen, bypassing the screen is a short corridor leading to the water house with the door closed.

Luxi said, "Behind this is the master's house."

"Young lady." Yang Yifeng said, "I won't go into the house yet, just sit here."

Luxi spread out the mattress and let Yang Yifeng sit on the couch.She asked Yang Yifeng whether she would like tea or not, and Yang Yifeng asked her to trouble her.Luxi put the teapot on the small red clay stove to boil.

Yang Yifeng didn't want to drink anything, but just touched the cup of hot tea to keep warm.Luxi also saw that Yang Yifeng seemed to be in a bad mood, so she just made tea silently and didn't say much.A gust of wind blew over, Yang Yifeng shivered.When Lu Xi saw her, she said, "Sir, may I get you a mattress?"

Yang Yifeng touched the teacup and smiled: "No need. I can do it with a little practice."

Seeing Yang Yifeng's tired face, Lu Xi said, "The spring is cold recently, and I'm afraid it hurts people like winter. I'm afraid I still have a lot of things to talk about with Young Master Qu, and I won't be back for a while. Why don't you lie down in the room first ? I see you are tired too."

Yang Yifeng took a sip of tea and said, "Are there any guests here on weekdays?"

Luxi then replied: "Generally, if you want to entertain guests, you will make an appointment with a village in the world."

"That's true. This is Qiu Zi'er's secret estate. Friends who don't trust me won't bring it here." Yang Yifeng took another sip of tea, only to realize that it was already cold.

Luxi pondered Yang Yifeng's words, and she didn't want to mention Qu Ling's matter. After thinking about it for a while, she smiled apologetically and said, "Isn't it? That's why I brought my husband here."

Yang Yifeng became more and more tired, leaned on the couch, put down the cup, and said, "Is there no guest room? I'm a guest, so it's not proper to live in the master bedroom."

Luxi arranged for them to share a room, which was self-evident.And this is also something that Qiu Yiyun tacitly agreed to, and it was tacit understanding between each other.Lu Xi didn't dare to disobey Qiu Yiyun at all, and she didn't want to offend the person in Qiu Yiyun's heart, so naturally she didn't want to say anything out of proportion.Seeing that the cup was empty, she poured tea into it and apologized with a smile: "It was because you just entered the valley, and the secret whistle came to report, so we hurriedly cleaned up. We were short on time, so we only cleaned up this room."

Yang Yifeng said: "Then you don't have to accompany me anymore. Go clean up a room first, there is no requirement, just clean it."

In fact, there is no room, and there is no time, but Luxi knows that Qiu Yiyun is infatuated with Yang Yifeng now, so naturally she dare not agree to Yang Yifeng letting them sleep in separate rooms.

Luxi smiled and said, "Mr. is not in good health. No other house is as good as this one."

Seeing that Luxi was like this, Yang Yifeng didn't want to embarrass her anymore, so she said to Luxi: "Go and do your work first. I'll just take care of myself."

Luxi then said: "Then Mr. Yang just sit down for a while and go back to the room. Don't catch a cold. The servant will leave now."

After finishing speaking, Luxi left slowly.

Yang Yifeng was reclining on the couch, the white fox mattress under her body was very soft, the golden beast incense burner was lit on the table, and the green smoke was entwined, and when there was a storm on the lake, the cigarette would be scattered again.Yang Yifeng only felt that the smell of lake water was the most fragrant, and the smell of tea was also fragrant, but the vulgar smell in the stove was not good.So he lifted the lid of the golden thread, poured the cold tea into it, and extinguished the scattered incense.

He closed the lid and lay down on the couch again.The wind caresses slowly from the blue waves, and spring seems to be slowly coming, relieving the coldness of the lingering winter.He slowly closed his eyes and fell into a drowsy sleep.With green willows and flowers, he walked towards the flower-covered hill, walked a few steps, then turned around and saw the beauty in the palace dress smiling at him, parted her red lips, and said softly: "Brother, I only have You are alone."

Yang Yifeng also smiled softly, and said to her: "Brother can take you out of the palace, together with your children, to live a good life outside the palace, it's better than staying in this place."

As he spoke, Yang Yifeng stretched out his hand to her.But she avoided it, and said softly: "Brother, my sister has something to ask of you..."

When Yang Yifeng heard the tone, she couldn't help it, she sighed and said, "What do you want?"

"I want..." Li Ren suddenly took out a dagger and thrust it into Yang Yifeng's chest, "I want your life!"

Yang Yifeng's chest hurt, and he looked at his own sister's beautiful face with wide eyes.The beauty said softly: "Brother, didn't you say that you will give me everything I want? I only want this, and I won't ask you for anything else. Don't worry, my sister will live well, and you can do it too." Get on your way with peace of mind.”

Yang Yifeng's chest was pierced by a sharp knife, his heart was in severe pain, and his internal organs were also constricted. He opened his eyes suddenly, and fell off the couch. The floor was hard and cold, which made his bones ache.His chest was still aching, and his throat was suddenly sweet, as if he was about to vomit blood again.

At this time, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps, and an urgent call: "Father! Father!"

Yang Yifeng hurriedly swallowed the blood that was about to spit back into her stomach, then raised her head again, and saw that Qiu Yiyun was already by her side.Qiu Yiyun quickly helped Yang Yifeng up, hugged him tightly, and said, "What's wrong?"

Yang Yifeng smiled and said, "I had a nightmare. I rolled off the bed all of a sudden, I'm telling you a joke."

Qiu Yiyun frowned and said, "How could I laugh at you? As long as you're fine! If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let you ride a horse."

Yang Yifeng hurriedly said, "What's the matter? What does my nightmare have to do with riding a horse?"

Qiu Yiyun was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "Come on, I'll take you back to your room."

Although Yang Yifeng swallowed the blood, the inside of his lips and teeth were stained with blood, how could Qiu Yiyun not see it?

At that time, He Ming told Qiu Yiyun very reservedly that Yang Yifeng had "lung disease" and did not say the terrible word "consumption", but how could Qiu Yiyun not think of it?

That night, Qiu Yiyun covered Yang Yifeng with a quilt and was going to light the stove, but Yang Yifeng said: "These days are much warmer, so don't bother." Qiu Yiyun smiled and said, "Don't let me be afraid of the cold?"

Yang Yifeng did not speak.That night Qiu Yiyun watched Yang Yifeng take the medicine, then hugged Yang Yifeng tightly in her arms and fell asleep together.He found that Yang Yifeng's feet were very cold, so he only clamped his feet with his own.Yang Yifeng's body stiffened for a moment: "What's wrong?"

Qiu Yiyun smiled and said: "I don't want to do anything, I just want to sleep with my adoptive father in my arms."

Qiu Yiyun's embrace is naturally very warm, Yang Yifeng lies in it, as if lying in a pool of warm water, very comfortable.Qiu Yiyun naturally didn't make any moves, just kissed him secretly after he fell asleep, isn't it a big deal?

Yang Yifeng had a good dream, and in the dream was also the mountain top full of flowers, but there was no beautiful woman to call him back.Or it was called, and he seemed to have never heard of it, just going forward blindly, stepping on the soft grass, step by step towards the place full of flowers.Just at the place where the scattered flowers are gradually becoming charming, a man brushes the flowers and divides the willows. The corner of the skirt is embroidered with white waves, stroking a flower in his hand, and smiling charmingly.Yang Yifeng's heart warmed, and she stepped forward to hug him.The man bowed his head and kissed him.

At night, Qiu Yiyun was sleeping with Yang Yifeng in her arms, but Yang Yifeng suddenly hugged Qiu Yiyun tightly. Qiu Yiyun was stunned for a moment, but she was full of joy, so she lowered her head and kissed him on the lips.

She slept too deeply, but Yang Yifeng got up a bit late.When I woke up in bed, the pillow had already cooled down, and the person next to the pillow had already left.When I touched an empty and cold place, I couldn't talk about it.

The maid serving outside heard the noise in the house, opened the bamboo curtain and came in, and said respectfully, "Sir, are you awake?"

Yang Yifeng saw that the girl had a strange face, so she asked, "What's your name?"

The servant girl replied, "The maidservant's name is Lian Zhou."