Volume 1: Swan Goose Chapter 77 Sitting Drunken and Sighing at Spring (1)
A carriage on the Qinggai Jade Road slowly stopped in front of the gate of Zhuanglou. The man driving the carriage, in white robes, was none other than Yan Rong. He jumped out of the carriage lightly, walked to the door and greeted the four of them: "
Big brothers, are the leader of the Lu Gang here? Your Highness is here to visit!"
The four people immediately walked to the carriage door, bowed respectfully, and shouted in unison: "I would like to say hello to His Highness King Yi!"
A deep and magnetic voice sounded from inside the carriage: "Is the Leader of the Lu Gang here?"
The four people looked at each other, not knowing how to answer. Hu Lai took the other three people in his arms and immediately turned around to talk secretly.
Su Bing said in a low voice: "Young Master just now gave the order to thank the guests behind closed doors and no one will be seen. Then Prince Yi is here, should we let him go or not?"
Gao Yao pondered: "The young gang leader is talking about someone missing. This is His Highness King Yi. Can she not see her? Besides, who dares to stop His Highness King Yi?"
Behind them, King Yi and Yan Rong looked at the four people whispering in confusion, and no one knew what they were talking about.
"What are you discussing?" A stern voice sounded from behind the four people.
The four people trembled all over and turned around quickly. When they saw Mr. Murong with a straight face, they immediately stood up straight.
Mr. Murong was about to scold a few people when he looked up and saw the carriage at the door and Yan Rong standing in front of the carriage. He rushed forward and said with cupped hands: "Your Highness, Master Yan, you are here!"
Yan Rong touched his nose, pointed at the four people, and said with a smile: "What's wrong with these brothers?"
Mr. Murong smiled and said hurriedly: "Don't pay attention to them. These four people have been chatting away all day long. I don't know what they are thinking about."
There was a soft "hmm" in the carriage, and the door was pushed open immediately. Yu Fengjin, who was dressed in a straight-fitting frost-colored gauze robe and with her hair bound in a jade hosta, stepped out of the carriage while gently waving her folding fan, and walked straight in with square steps.
Yu Fengjin looked around and asked, "Where's Miss Lu? Why don't you see her going out to greet her today?"
Mr. Murong sighed and said: "The weather is hot and the young gang leader is feeling a little irritable. He is cooling off in the backyard. You can just go over there."
Yu Fengjin hesitated and said, "It's too abrupt for me to go there like this. I think I'd better wait in the front hall."
Mr. Murong laughed and said, "Others are disturbing me, but you are different!"
Yu Fengjin smiled and walked slowly to the backyard. Yan Rong could only wait in the hall. Mr. Murong walked over, patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Master Yan, are you in the mood to have a few drinks with me?"
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Yan Rong laughed loudly and said, "You want to drink? What are you waiting for? Let's go!"
Yu Fengjin walked slowly into the pavilion and smelled the fragrant flowers in the courtyard. She heard the orioles chirping on the trees. Looking around, the lingering and pathos scene in the courtyard was moving.
He stood tall and tall in the courtyard, and suddenly he saw a girl in red lying on a stone slab beside the ditch in the sea of flowers in the garden, which was as white as snow.
The gardenias scattered all over the garden and flew all over her. The girl's body and face were covered in white, like piles of snow.
The wine jar in her hand fell to the ground, and the remaining wine in the jar gurgled into the ditch, causing butterflies to fly and bees to dance around, making her very busy.
Yu Fengjin stood in the corridor, looking at such a romantic picture, and she was a little crazy. He couldn't help but walked over, lifted his robe and gently sat beside her.
Taking a deep breath, he squinted his starry eyes and stared carefully at the thinly clad and slender woman beside him. Under the dappled sunlight, the girl's cheeks were flushed, slightly tinged with wine, and her cheeks were as tender as cream.
There are little drops of water splashing on it, like roses in the morning dew.
Yu Fengjin stared at her quietly, with an inexplicable emotion faintly flowing in her gentle eyes, and a faint smile appeared beside her thin lips.
A petal slowly floated down and stuck to her hair. Yu Fengjin couldn't help but reach out her hand, pick up the petal from her hair, and gently brush it off.
At this moment, Lu Ning groaned and slowly turned over, but still didn't wake up. However, one of her slippery and greasy hands happened to fall on a piece of Yu Fengjin's robe.
superior.
Looking at that smooth and tender little hand, Yu Fengjin smiled knowingly and couldn't bear to touch her
He took it away with his hand and sat motionless beside him.
A gust of breeze blew by, and a few shiny black silk threads rubbed against the girl's white and red face. Yu Fengjin's heart moved and she couldn't help but stretched out her hand to brush away the few green threads.
Just as his hand was about to touch the girl's face, he suddenly froze. He looked at the outstretched hand and stopped awkwardly in the air, unable to bear to let it fall.
He suddenly felt a little confused: everyone in the world said that he, King Yi, was personable, elegant and modest, and he had always thought that he was always restrained and courteous and had no distracting thoughts.
But for some reason, ever since I met Lu Ning, I always couldn't help but want to get close to her. Every time I see her, I feel doubly happy. Even if the two of them don't talk, they just stay together quietly like this.
, but it can still make him happy.
When he couldn't see Lu Ning, he actually felt that the days that had always been dull and dull suddenly became a bit dull and boring. Every morning when he opened his eyes, he would look forward to meeting Lu Ning today.
Although Yu Fengjin tried his best to contain the spread of this emotion, he found that he was unable to stop it at all. The more he suppressed his feelings for Lu Ning, the stronger they became.
Yu Fengjin sighed softly. Although Yu Fengjin tried his best to deny her emotions, her heart was clearly telling herself - this kind of emotion is called love!
Yes, he liked Lu Ning. This was a fact that he didn't want to admit but couldn't deny. However, right now, he was even more confused because he didn't know how to face his inner emotions.
Yu Fengjin is an overly sober person. Every day he has to live and every step he takes have been planned by him. He does not allow any accident to disrupt his pace.
Obviously, this was the accident for Lu Ning.
If you let your emotions go unchecked, this emotion will disrupt your overall plan!
Yu Fengjin took a deep breath helplessly, but in the fragrance of flowers in the garden, all he smelled was the fragrance of the girl. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, leaned against the tree trunk behind him, and closed his eyes slightly...
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The two of them slept for an unknown amount of time in the spring scenery of the courtyard. A butterfly flew over with fluttering wings and landed on Lu Ning's hand. The sleeping girl's eyelashes suddenly trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.
She saw that Yu Fengjin was sleeping next to her for some reason, and then looked at her hand, which was pressing his clothes, and couldn't help but be stunned.
Seeing that Yu Fengjin seemed to be sleeping soundly, Lu Ning couldn't bear to wake him up, so he quietly sat up, hugged his knees, and slowly moved to his side, resting his chin and watching him quietly.
This was the first time she had stared at a man so carefully. She could feel her heart beating fast, her breathing a little quick and nervous, but more of it was pleasure.
Lu Ning's foolish gaze rested on Yu Fengjin Fengyi's handsome face, and gradually became fiery.
This reminded her of what Mr. Murong said just now: What kind of man is the husband of her dreams? She had never thought about this question before, and no one had asked her.
I don’t know if it’s because she has been surrounded by powerful warriors since she was a child, so she has a different feeling for a gentle and elegant man like Yu Fengjin.
Or is this what people think of the relationship between men and women?
A breeze blew by, and Lu Ning stood up slowly, went to the embroidery building to fetch the cloak that Yu Fengjin had left here, and carefully put it on him.
Suddenly, the man who had been sleeping soundly opened his eyes suddenly, and there was something strange in his hazy eyes that Lu Ning had never seen before.
What surprised her even more was that Yu Fengjin actually grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms with force, glaring deeply at her with cold eyes. The strength in his hand made her wrist hurt.
Lu Ning frowned slightly and groaned in pain: "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"
This tender cry completely awakened Yu Fengjin, and his eyes gradually became clear. Only when he saw the petite woman in his arms and the frightened but still charming face did he realize what he had done.
He immediately let go of his hand and said in a panic: "Sorry, Miss Lu, I just had a nightmare...
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Lu Ning rubbed his sore wrist and said with a forced smile, "It's okay. I just didn't expect that His Highness would have nightmares in such a beautiful environment."
Yu Fengjin lowered her eyelids and sighed in a low voice: "A person who has experienced the most terrifying thing will be haunted by nightmares every day..."
Lu Ning naturally knew what he had gone through and had deep sympathy for him, but she didn't know what to say to comfort him. After hesitating, she stood up and walked to the corner, picked up a hoe and dug on the ground a few times.
Yu Fengjin looked at her and asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"
Lu Ning bent down and took out a jar of wine from the hole, shook it towards him, and said with a smile: "I'm digging for wine!" After saying that, he took two more bowls and walked over and sat down next to him.
"Is there any explanation for why the wine should be buried underground?" Yu Fengjin took the wine glass from her hand and asked with a smile.
Lu Ning took a sip of wine and smiled: "This is a habit I developed in southern Xinjiang, and I can't change it even when I get here."
Yu Fengjin took a sip and said with a smile: "Do people in southern Xinjiang like to bury wine underground?"
Lu Ning winked at him and smiled: "This is a game that Toto and I often play. There are mostly deserts in southern Xinjiang. The sand is different from the land and flows like water. Toto and I often play
We buried fruits and fruits in the sand. After a few days, we started looking around for the buried wine and fruits. This process filled us with anticipation and joy. When we arrived in Shengjing, we sometimes felt bored and missed southern Xinjiang.
, they will secretly bury the wine. Unfortunately, the soil here does not flow, so there will never be any surprises."
After saying that, she raised her head and took a sip of wine. There was a hint of loneliness in her black and white eyes. This loneliness seemed to be contagious. Yu Fengjin also took a sip of wine and felt a tightness in her chest.
"By the way." Lu Ning tilted her head and looked at him, and asked thoughtfully: "Did His Highness come here by chance today, or...are you also here for Marquis Pingyang?"
Yu Fengjin was startled for a moment, then laughed softly and said, "It seems that there are quite a few people coming for Marquis Pingyang today. No wonder everyone at the gate of Zhuang Tower is in a state of war."
Lu Ning suppressed the anxiety in his heart and sighed: "First Gu Jiyun came here and tried hard to get me to help him get rid of Pingyang Hou and his son. After he left, Liu Rong came over, and instead he persuaded me to hand over Han Yan.
, let her go to the emperor and admit that she was lying. However, I drove both of them away."
Yu Fengjin raised the corners of her mouth and said with a smile: "A wise move."