Qin Se Luan Feng

After the New Year's Eve, the Mongol king came to pay tribute to the court. In order to protect Xuanye, Rong Ruo and Cao Yin stayed behind in Qianqing Palace to escort him day and night.Counting the days, it should be more than ten days since he had been out of the palace. Fortunately, he and Ruoxin still exchanged poems and letters, which is also Xuan Ye's unique kindness to him.

Letters were sent out from the Forbidden City every other day, and on the same day, guards dispatched from abroad would bring in replies.After repeating this for 28 days, the last reply letter was brought into the palace, and Rong Ruo slowly opened it, and a row of beautiful lowercase letters was in front of his eyes: one tossing the shuttle and one strand of silk, weaving nine looms in succession, never ingenious How much do you know, I hate the spring breeze for a long time. (Note: From "Nine Zhang Ji")

Rong Ruo walked to the desk, raised his hand to study the ink carefully, and then wrote: Can Geng Mu Duan Shu Yan, the ruler is still rare.Blind lovesickness, quasi-simulation looks old. (Note: It comes from one of Nalan Rongruo's "Picking Mulberries".) I will return the day after tomorrow, and I will never return when I see the words.

Two days later, the Mongolian royal officials left the palace, and Xuan Ye granted Rong Ruo and Cao Yin a two-day vacation.After Rong Ruo left the palace, he went back to Nalan Mansion to bid farewell to Nalan Mingzhu, and had lunch with Nalan Mingzhu before leaving the mansion.Nalan Mingzhu didn't ask in detail either, of course, where Rong Ruo wanted to go was already written on his face, so why bother asking.

Ruoxin and Rongruo have already made an appointment, and when Rongruo leaves the palace, they will meet in the Moti Pavilion as agreed.In order to avoid gossip, Ruoxin changed into men's clothing and paired it with a plain folding fan. It seemed that Ruoxin had the elegance of a teenager without losing the aura of a woman.

Rong Ruo sat at the side, and joked: "You still haven't changed after ten years, you are more charming when you put on men's clothes than when you wear girls' clothes."

"I really don't know if you are just praising me or hurting me." Ruoxin blushed and said with a smile, "You said this sentence ten years ago, and I was still annoying you at that time."

"Wrong, it was 11 years ago."

As soon as the words fell, both of them laughed lightly, Ruo Xin nodded and said: "Yes, it was 11 years ago, I forgot that spring has already started." Ruo Xin put the folding fan in Rong Ruo's hand and said, " Before you entered the palace, I promised you that I will give you a gift after you leave the palace, you open it and have a look." Ruoxin avoided her eyes, with a bit of shyness on her face.

Rong Ruo unfolded the fan carefully, and inside each fold was a poem:

a machine.The scene of weaving shuttles is like flying.Lan Fang night never sleepless worry.Vomiting and rolling, weaving into spring hatred, keeping it for the husband to return.

Two machines.The people of Yueming kept silent.Inextricably linked with each other.Woven into a section, with brocade characters in the back pattern, it will be sent to Chengyi.

Three machines.There is a playful flower in the center.Delicate red tender green spring bright.You must fold it early, a rich and colorful branch, don't wait for Fangfei.

Four machines.Mandarin ducks want to fly together.The poor old man is white first.Spring waves and green grass, deep in Xiao Han, relatively bathed in red clothes.

Five cards.The period of close heart and ingenuity.The branches of the Albizia Julibrissin tree are connected.Under the double-headed flower, two concentric places, a pair of transformed children.

Six machines.The carved brocade is half separated.Lanfang has other plans to stay in the spring.Adding Xiaozhuan to the furnace, the day is long, and it is later than embroidery.

Seven cards.Spring silkworms spit out all their silk.Don't teach to cut Luo Qi easily.It is broken for no reason, and the fairy luan and the colorful phoenix are divided into two kinds of clothes.

Eight machines.There is no time for slender jade hands.The Shu River is full of spring waves.The musk musk deer in the fragrant bag, the embroidered quilt in the flower house, the intention of returning is delayed.

Nine cards.One heart grows on the branches of flowers.A hundred flowers make a red pile quilt.All generals, hide their heads and wrap their faces, and are not afraid of sleeping for a long time.

Rong Ruo closed the folding fan, and said slowly: "The jinse has fifty strings for no reason, one string and one column miss Huanian. In the past month, I have been thinking of you and thinking of you all the time." Rong Ruo patted Her face, "These days have caused you to suffer."

"I'm not bitter. How can I say bitterness compared to you accompanying me day and night?"

Rong Ruo said: "It's really inconvenient for you to live alone in the inn for escort. Why don't I move back to the mansion first and free up the house in the suburbs, so you can live there for now."

"No, there will be more gossip like this, not to mention that it's hard to explain to Mr. Nalan, it's fine for me to live like this." Ruoxin immediately objected without thinking.

Rong Ruo didn't insist anymore, and carefully instructed: "Then you can stay in the inn first, but if you are short, you can tell me in time, don't wrong yourself."

There are no stars and no moon tonight, and the bright and bright Milky Way is illuminated by a school of fire. It flickers like a fairy blinking, and the looming light fully shows the feeling of the water in Houhaizi.The moment the fireworks bloom, it seems that the star hanging in the sky is lost in the darkness in an instant.Ruoxin raised her head and said with a smile, "Is this the legendary fireworks? This is the first time I've seen it."

"It's not a legend, it really exists, it's just fireworks, blooming only for you." Rong Ruo hugged her shoulder, and Ruoxin leaned quietly on Rong Ruo's shoulder, admiring the spectacular fireworks in front of her.

"Pretty?"

"It's so beautiful." Ruoxin closed her eyes and opened them again, recalling the taste with a smile, "When I was in the mountains, I could see shooting stars every night. Mu Min and I often watched shooting stars back to back. Talking and chatting, the night passed. The fireworks are more beautiful than shooting stars, and it turns out that the blooming in an instant is the most beautiful."

Looking at the reflections of both in the water, Rong Ruo said, "In my eyes, no matter how beautiful you are, it's not as beautiful as you. If you like it, I will watch the fireworks with you every day and night from now on."

Ruoxin sighed softly: "But I feel empty in my heart, but I can't describe this emptiness. Sometimes, I feel like we are in a dream together, but when you stand in front of me , I can truly feel that it is not a dream.”

"Xin'er, you're thinking too much. I assure you, everything will not be a dream. If you don't marry someone in this life, we have already missed it once, and we are absolutely not allowed to miss it again." Rong Ruo said emotionally, but Every word he confides is from the bottom of his heart.

Ruo Xin frowned slightly, and said worriedly: "But you know, Lord Nalan..." She wanted to stop talking, but Ruo Xin still didn't express her worries.Needless to say, Ruoxin's worry is also Rong Ruo's worry. Since ancient times, she has paid attention to being well-matched, but the four words that Rong Ruo hates the most are what Nalan Mingzhu values ​​the most.

Xin'er, I can't remember how long it has been since Rong Ruo called herself that.Ruoxin felt very warm, she told herself that no matter what the future will be, as long as there are these two words are enough.Because when it's about love, you can give up everything, but no one can give up a piece of true love.

The two hugged each other tightly on the shore of Houhaizi for a whole night.At dawn, a few gusts of warm wind brushed against Rong Ruo's cheeks, Rong Ruo suddenly opened his eyes, and at some point he was already leaning against a locust tree.Looking around, there was silence, and there was no sign of Ruoxin at all.

Rong Ruo jumped up, shouting "Xin'er" incessantly, the anxious expression on his face became more and more obvious.Walking along Houhaizi all the way, Rong Ruo kept speeding up his pace.There was a person chasing after him closely: "Rong Ruo, I'm here."

"Xin'er!" Rong Ruo turned around suddenly, and said sharply, "Where did you go, you walked away without saying a word, what if something happens to you?"

The first time Ruo Xin saw Rong Ruo angry, the tip of her nose was a little sour, but her heart was extremely warm.She smiled calmly and said, "I went to a nearby alley to buy baked potatoes. On the way back, I happened to meet a grandma who sprained her foot, so I was delayed for a while. I saw that you were a deep sleeper, so I didn't intend to wake you up." You, you must not have had a good night's sleep in the palace these days."

Rong Ruo hurriedly took the potato from Ruoxin's hand, and said with a smile, "You always think about others, but never about yourself. Your palms are so red, aren't you afraid of pain?"

It was only then that Ruoxin felt a burning pain in her palm, she smiled nonchalantly and said, "It doesn't hurt, I'm as pampered as you think."

Rong Ruo looked at Ruo Xin steadily, he already had a plan to go back this time.He moved back to Nalan Mansion so as to free up the house in the outskirts, he would never see the person he admired suffer any more.

When Rong Ruo moved to the suburbs last time, he didn't bring the belongings from the house with him, so this time it's convenient to go, and it will be easier to come back.Returning to Nalan Mansion for the first time, Rong Ruo originally wanted to greet Nalan Mingzhu, but Nalan Mingzhu turned Rong Ruo away, pretending that it was a lunch break, as if deliberately avoiding Rong Ruo.

My heart is a little desolate, and even a little bit lost.Rong Ruo bowed to greet Nalan Mingzhu through the door, and then walked to the attic.Pushing open the small door of the attic, a familiar scent of ink came to his nostrils, Rong Ruo took a deep breath, the faint fragrance of Hui ink refreshed his heart and made him feel refreshed.

On the bookshelf to the left of the small door were neatly arranged ancient books and poems, which were exactly the same as the ones he had placed before he left.Rong Ruo stroked the "Hanshu" in the middle of the bookshelf, and slowly slid it with her fingertips, without a trace of dust, no need to ask, it must be the result of daily cleaning.

Yan'er was coming in with tea, and said cheerfully: "The eldest son is back, the master will be happy."

"Really?" Rong Ruo just twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, thinking of the situation when Nalan Mingzhu rejected him just now, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Seeing that Rong Ruo was a little depressed, Yan'er comforted him: "Young master must have misunderstood the master. In fact, the master is looking forward to the return of the young master every day. He has to tell Yan'er several times every day that there is no room for the young master's room and the decorations in the attic." Any changes, and I will be ordered to clean it from time to time, just in case the young master will come back suddenly one day."

"Really?" Rong Ruo spit out these two words again involuntarily, but this time, his heart was warmed. Many times, it was because of some bad feelings that the father and son became more and more estranged.In fact, their father and son are tightly bound to each other after all, and in all fairness, no one has blamed anyone.

Rong Ruo put the folding fan in his hand into the box, carefully locked it, then put the box into the cupboard, and told Yan'er: "Be sure to watch this box carefully, no one is allowed to move it."

"Don't worry, Eldest Young Master. The Master issued an order a few days ago. From now on, except for Yan'er and First Young Master, no one is allowed to go to the attic without authorization, not even Second Young Master and Third Young Master."

Rong Ruo groaned, and the guilt in his heart gradually deepened. It turned out that Ama had done so many things behind his back that he didn't know about. He really misunderstood him.