forgetting

On the way back, Du Jin and Tang Lian's group walked slowly, talking about this year's Mountain God Festival.

A figure beside the road attracted Tang Lian's attention.

"Hey, Chuhan, why are you alone? What about the Jiuqing man, didn't you go to find him?" Tang Lian yelled towards the people on the side of the road.

Wearing a moon white gown, the corners of the clothes fluttered.

With long hair as dark as ink, one strand was taken from the left and right sides, tied into a knot behind him, and the rest was supported behind him.

The thin figure in the moon white gown slowly turned around.

The gold-painted fan opened quickly, his facial features were as handsome as a knife carved, his pair of red phoenix eyes were full of tenderness, and his thin lips were slightly curved. Although he looked handsome, he looked like a slutty playboy.

"Hey, it's not Chuhan..." Tang Lian scratched her head.

"Today Chuhan is wearing a green shirt, and he is wearing a moon-white gown. Can it be the same?" Du Jin lightly tapped Tang Lian's head.

Song Yu cupped his hands and said, "My young master has identified the wrong person, this brother is bothering you."

On the way back, Du Jin and Tang Lian's group walked slowly, talking about this year's Mountain God Festival.

A figure beside the road attracted Tang Lian's attention.

"Hey, Chuhan, why are you alone? What about the Jiuqing man, didn't you go to find him?" Tang Lian yelled towards the people on the side of the road.

Wearing a moon white gown, the corners of the clothes fluttered.

With long hair as dark as ink, one strand was taken from the left and right sides, tied into a knot behind him, and the rest was supported behind him.

The thin figure in the moon white gown slowly turned around.

The gold-painted fan opened quickly, his facial features were as handsome as a knife carved, his pair of red phoenix eyes were full of tenderness, and his thin lips were slightly curved. Although he looked handsome, he looked like a slutty playboy.

"Hey, it's not Chuhan..." Tang Lian scratched her head.

"Today Chuhan is wearing a green shirt, and he is wearing a moon-white gown. Can it be the same?" Du Jin lightly tapped Tang Lian's head.

Song Yu cupped his hands and said, "My young master has identified the wrong person, this brother is bothering you."

The man smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing."

Turn around and go into an inn.

"That person is similar to Chuhan. Chuhan also wears his hair in a bun. He is about the same height and has a similar figure, but I didn't pay attention to what clothes he was wearing today." Tang Lian rubbed her head, full of resentment.

"You are usually so-so, we understand you." Du Ruo stepped forward and patted Tang Lian on the shoulder, comforting her solemnly.

"My lord, I don't want your comfort. If you comfort me, it doesn't mean that I am the same person as you."

"Hey, you have learned how to talk poorly, see how I teach you!"

Backstage.

"Qing'er..." Pushing open the door suddenly, Chu Han strode towards the backstage.

Jiuqing stood up, a gleam of joy flashed in her big eyes, and then dimmed again, "Chuhan, you are here."

"This young master is back." The owner of the temple fair stood up and bowed, knowing that these two were not ordinary people, just now the little young master said it was the palace of the king, and immediately became more respectful.

With a wave of his hand, the servants poured out a bowl of tea and handed it over.

Handing it up respectfully, Chuhan waved his hand, "No need." He stepped forward and took Jiuqing's hand, held it and walked out.

Jiuqing Ren Chuhan dragged herself.

On a spring night, the wind was slightly cold, and the white mist echoed around their lips.

No one spoke along the way, only the sound of hurried footsteps remained.

The stalls on the street also put away their stalls, and only a few supper stalls selling wontons were still shouting.

The man in the moon-white shirt turned around and went upstairs, and chose one for the upper room.

"Dong dong dong—" there was a hasty knock on the door.

"come in."

"Is he here?" the man asked.

The attendant who came in lowered his head, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully, "My lord, the boss has already arrived."

The man nodded and waved his hand, "Tell him to come see me."

"Yes."

Originally, I wanted to ask the girl's life experience in the background, but after thinking about it, I was afraid of offending the girl, so I inquired about the residence of the temple fair boss, and wanted to have a private talk and ask the girl where she promised to be. family.

Originally, I came to Jiangnan with the idea of ​​playing.I heard that there is a mountain god dance that is celebrated once every ten years, so I am a little curious.

Familiarity is unknown, just one glance, and the figure on that stage will never be forgotten.

He is a good dancer with long sleeves, and he has both sides, and he has never been sincere to anyone in love. On the contrary, others have promised his sincerity.

He has been a playboy since he was a child, and he has never been tempted by anyone so far.

But this time, ever since I saw the gorgeous beauty with the flowing sleeves on the stage, that figure seemed to be deeply imprinted in my heart.

It was as if, somewhere in the bottom of my heart, something had been suppressed all the time, and in an instant, it was released.

That kind of feeling is not love at first sight, but rather... It seems like old friends at first sight.

Touching my heart, is this liking?

For the first time, from the first moment I met that person, I felt my heart beating up.

The owner of the temple fair was brought in and interrogated for a long time, but he refused to reveal the person's life experience, and knelt on the ground trembling.

Both sides are unprovoked masters, I am a small family, how dare I get involved in this, I just say that the person scheduled for this year is sick, and the lady I met by chance on the way, the lady refuses to reveal it, and I don’t know much about it. ask.

After a long interrogation, the man saw that he couldn't ask any questions, so he simply let the temple fair owner go.

Since you don't know anything, there's no need to hold on to someone. Seeing the boss being so persistent, it doesn't seem like he's lying.

He closed the fan, waved his hand, and asked the servants to let him go.

After dismissing the servants, he sat down on the chair again, poured a cup of tea, and tasted it carefully.

Since you let yourself meet it, are you still afraid that you won’t find it?

The man smiled, and took another sip of tea, "Even in the ends of the earth, I will find you, within a short while."

The entourage outside the door knocked gently on the door with a "boom-boom-boom--".

The man came in again.

Kneeling respectfully on the ground, the servant whispered, "My lord, something happened in Chang'an City."

"What's the matter?" The man put down his teacup.

"The prime minister... rebelled."

The hands in the sleeves were slightly tight.

The man pondered for a long time, and then said, "Prepare the sedan chair and go back to Chang'an overnight."

Sighing, she chuckled, "I'm afraid we won't be able to see each other for a while. But... I will definitely find you."

Meeting is fate, the fate between you and me has just begun.

Looking back at Jiangnan, his figure disappeared into the deep twilight.

Wangfu.

Several servants secretly placed wine and food on the ground and sat around together.

Xu Shi drank too much wine, and his voice gradually became louder.

"Young Master Bai in our family looks like a fairy, don't you think so?"

"Of course, even a woman is not one-tenth as good as Mr. Bai."

"Don't say one tenth, I think it's not even one percent. I walked in with a teapot at the time, and those golden eyes just glanced at me, and I felt so crisp all over."

"Old and unscrupulous hahahaha, but having said that, this Mr. Bai was born like a fairy, and his eyes are still golden. It was originally a black ball, but one day the prince said that Mr. Bai's illness has been cured." , do you think it's strange?"

"Fairy? Have you heard that goblins don't eat human flesh and drink human blood? You're the one to blame."

"Even the goblin, I like him too. If Mr. Bai can let me kiss Fangze, even if my energy is sucked, I will be worth it. Hey, isn't there a saying that goes like this, when peony flowers die, even being a ghost is romantic ~"

"Hahahahahahaha, hahahahahahaha, ouch, Young Master Bai has a crush on you too, you still die under the peony flower, you are a ghost, you are also romantic, dream about you, if the prince hears this, I won't pick you up skin."

"I mean, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously."

As soon as Chuhan led Jiuqing into the palace, he heard a drunk young man talking loudly in front of the house.

My heart tightened, and when I heard that the peony flower was dying, it would be a coquettish way to be a ghost, so my face sank immediately, and I gradually tightened my grip on Jiuqing's hand, and said in a loud voice, "What are you doing here?!"

"Oh, my lord... the little one... the little one doesn't dare."

"The little one made a slip of the tongue after drinking, the lord, please forgive me, the little one doesn't dare, never dare again..." He knelt down on the ground trembling, and the people on the ground almost turned into sieves.

"Quickly retreat!"

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