Yuan Fei Liu Dong Mistakes His Life

?From that day on, Liu Dong sent a few cakes of tea to Kang Wang's mansion every day, and sometimes brought Liu Yuan here. Wan Yuan also loved this child very much, so the mansion also prepared some children's favorite things. .The days are as plain as water, besides delivering tea, Liu Dong often plays the qin for Wan Yuan, and at the end of winter, the lingering plum falls just on the strings of the qin.

At the beginning of spring again, the willows are soft, the winter snow is melting, the spring breeze is cool, and the light rain is falling.

At this time Liu Dong didn't have an umbrella, he just stood on the painted bridge and stared blankly at the lake trembling slightly, because the raindrops fell into circles and ripples, his black hair was completely wet, and the raindrops dripped slowly along the ends of his hair. Feeling that no raindrops touched him, Liu Dong couldn't help wondering—has the rain stopped?

Turning his face to look, he saw Wan Yuan frowning and carrying a paper umbrella to cover him from the rain. The corners of Liu Dong's lips curled up slightly, and he smiled lightly. Look, there is still a poetic flavor in the painting, and it is indeed very good to accompany it with two lines of ancient poems.He didn't know that he hadn't been so free for a long time. When he didn't know Wan Yuan in the past, he always just counted the numbers in the shop, counted the tea leaves and looked at the shop. It was rare to go out to play. It's a pity that today, Going out with Wan Yuan, it started to rain.

"I'm worried about catching the wind and cold, so I should go back earlier." Wan Yuan sighed helplessly at him.

Liu Dong nodded after hearing the words.So the two walked together, Wan Yuan quietly held Liu Dong's hand under her sleeves as before, Liu Dong had already gotten used to it, and let him lead him down the painting bridge, Liu Dong turned to look, at this time Xiao Yu didn't know when It's getting denser, and the spring breeze is blowing, and it's very cold with the dampness on the body.

He couldn't help trembling slightly, but he felt that the hand holding him was clenched more and more. He felt that the surroundings seemed to have calmed down, only the sound of rain falling, only the sound of spring breeze, it seemed that at this moment, only the bustling market was left. The two of them are average.Walking into the deep alley, but smelled the faint fragrance of chestnuts, Wan Yuan led him, as if to go there.

Sure enough, Wan Yuan didn't stop until she was in front of the chestnut shop. She asked for chestnuts and handed them to Liu Dong. , I felt warm, just like releasing the dampness all over my body.

"Thank you, my lord." Liu Dong thanked with lowered eyes.

"I don't like to hear that. What kind of friendship does this king have with you? Why should I be polite to you?" Wan Yuan smiled, then turned to look at him, as cool and quiet as ever.

"Oh." Liu Yuan nodded.

The two of them spoke very little all the way until they stopped at the gate of the mansion. Only then did Wan Yuan let go of her hand slowly, but there was still the warmth of that person in his palm, but when he turned around and was about to leave, Liu Dong called out suddenly. Holding him, Wan Yuan was secretly happy, and then turned her face away.

"What's wrong?" Wan Yuan asked with raised eyebrows.

"Would you like to go in for a cup of tea, my lord?"

Wan Yuan heard this, and couldn't help thinking that when Liu Dong took a bath later, she could peek at it...

So Wan Yuan put away the paper umbrella, then spread out her bone fan, and entered Liu Dong's mansion with a few smiles on her face, Liu Dong then walked up, the two stepped into the hall one by one, and immediately a servant came up Before changing to hot tea.The two chatted for a while, Liu Dong was going to take a bath, Wan Yuan wanted to go up to follow, but Ying Shi happened to come at this time.

Ying Shi held on to the brocade handkerchief, seeing Liu Dong's body was wet, she couldn't help feeling distressed, Ying Shi slightly frowned, and took the brocade handkerchief to wipe the water from his forehead. Yuan Wei's eyes were filled with annoyance, Liu Dong was stunned, then lowered his eyes, and then went out.

At this time, only Ying Shi and Wan Yuan were left in the hall, Ying Shi looked embarrassed, bowed to Wan Yuan, and wanted to go forward to exchange tea for Wan Yuan, but she just stretched out her hand, but was blocked by Wan Yuan's fan ——

"No need."

When Ying heard this, she was even more embarrassed. She lowered her head, bit her lips lightly, and was about to sit aside, but Wan Yuan suddenly asked, "Mrs. Liu, where is the child?" It seems to be intentional, but the word "Mrs. Liu" is still very important.

"Just now I just coaxed him to sleep." Ying Shi heard that he was asking Liu Yuan, so she couldn't help answering with a smile.

Wan Yuan nodded, and she didn't want to talk to Ying Shi, she just picked up a cup of hot tea and sipped it lightly, and then took out a few chestnuts from the paper bag and peeled them, but she didn't taste them, she just shook her fan gently on the chair , looking left and right.After a long time, the man finally came in a hurry, his hair was half wet, and a few drops of water dripped into the slightly wider underwear.

Wan Yuan frowned, closed the bone fan, and when he approached, she stretched out her hand and pulled the person into his arms. Unexpectedly, Liu Dong followed Wan Yuan's strength and fell into his arms, only to rub against him. Wan Yuan was covered in water, Ying Shi was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't say anything after all.

"It's cool in early spring, if you don't pay more attention to your body, if the cold enters your bones, you will be very uncomfortable when you grow old." Wan Yuan raised her hand and took off her outer robe, and put it on Liu Dong On his shoulders, he only wrapped him tightly, as if he was afraid that even a cold wind would blow to him.

"My lord has a heart." Liu Dong is still not used to sitting on a man's lap. Although the two of them have a close friendship, they are always men together. Therefore, Liu Dong wanted to get up, but Wan Yuan refused to let him get up. She even put an arm around his waist.

Annoyed, Liu Dong raised his eyes to stare at Wan Yuan's sly fox eyes, but seeing that those eyes were full of pride, Liu Dong was so angry that he almost punched him away.

Wan Yuan knew too much, and was afraid that Liu Dong would not come looking for him again, so she hurriedly took a chestnut that had been peeled before, and put it on Liu Dong's lips, as if coaxing a child: "Hey, Jin Zhi Don't be angry, I'll feed you." After speaking, without waiting for Liu Dong's answer, it was actually stuffed into Liu Dong's mouth forcefully, and two fingers also entered Liu Dong's cavity along with force, and the fingertips were accidentally wet.

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Liu Dong was so angry that his cheeks flushed, and when he walked away with a flick of his sleeves, he said only one word: "See off the guests!" in a very angry tone.

But seeing Wan Yuan rubbing her bruised face, he couldn't help sighing, looking at the white moon, he felt that the person was like a lone moon in the sky, clearly close at hand, yet far away in the sky...

At this time, Mrs. Ying stepped forward, saluted slightly, and said: "My husband is reckless and hurt the prince. I hope the prince will not blame him."

"It's okay." Saying that, Wan Yuan shook off the gilt-painted bone fan between her fingers, and then smiled at Yingshi, "Madam Liu, farewell."

As soon as the light rain stopped, water drops slowly dripped from the eaves. After walking a few steps, Wan Yuan remembered that the paper umbrella was forgotten in Liu Dong's mansion. It was just a paper umbrella. Thinking about the future, when Liu Dong held up the paper umbrella, he would be the one he thought of.

It's a pity that before arriving at Kang Wang's Mansion, it suddenly started to rain again, and the spring breeze brought a bit of coolness and a bit of fragrance, like the fragrance of flowers coming from the top of the sky, disturbing people's mind, but he forgot that it is already the beginning of spring In the season, I also forgot the swaying flowers on the bank where I looked sideways.

Wan Yuan had no intention of admiring the scenery, but only wanted to go back home quickly, so regardless of the heavy rain and thunder, she just lowered her head and hurried on foot.He couldn't help laughing at himself, which prince would be as embarrassed as him?If he didn't want to be alone with Liu Dong, how could he be willing to suffer such a crime.

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A few days later, Liu Dong had just sent tea to Kang Wang's mansion, but when he heard Tofu say that Wan Yuan had contracted the wind and cold, Liu Dong couldn't help being startled, feeling a little worried and uneasy in his heart, he stepped into the courtyard, and the old plant The beautifully blooming winter plums have withered a lot now, walking lightly, accidentally crushing a few dead branches.

Liu Dong knocked on the door lightly and called "Prince", and after a while, she heard a few coughs, Wan Yuan finally came to open the door, and saw Liu Dong, who was originally haggard and thin. There is a hint of a smile.Liu Dong felt uncomfortable seeing it, so he helped him into the hospital. When Doufu saw Wan Yuan, he hurriedly prepared the piano and tea.

The green qi is still placed under the cold plum tree, but now it has withered and does not know how beautiful it used to be, and then Liu Dong put on the outer robe of Wanyuan a few days ago and thanked him softly, so he nodded lightly Play a piece of music.Wan Yuan had never heard this song before, and felt that although the music was beautiful, it was bland, as if she was in an ordinary alley, and as if a stream of misty rain was convenient for her eyes.

At the end of the song, the lingering sound continues.

"This song is Xiao Ling from Jiangnan. It was originally nameless, but I named it in vain," Liu Dong said, raising his eyes, "This song is called 'Kite Flying Liu Dong'." Fingertips lingered again on the strings.

Kites fly to Liu Dong.It's still like the misty rain in the south of the river, like a painting of ink and wash, a few strokes of clear and light ink describe a story, the winter plum falls, and the string stops, it seems that I have to miss my life.