Chapter six hundred and twentieth IX gentle not gentle
There are lush forests and bamboos, and gurgling spring water.
On the grassy grass, there are occasionally a few small white flowers, swaying gently.
The sunlight passes through the bamboo leaves and breaks into wisps of golden light.
The wind blew gently, the bamboo forest swayed, and the bamboo leaves rustled.
The green grass and small flowers on the ground are also swaying in the wind.
There was a faint scent of sandalwood floating in the air. Mixed with the fragrance of the bamboo forest, it formed a unique aroma.
Makes people feel peaceful.
Walking slowly on the gravel road among the bamboo forests, covered with broken sunlight. Listening to the sound of bells coming from the other side of the mountain with the wind, Lu Heng's inexplicably anxious heart calmed down at this moment.
The mountain breeze blows and the bamboo leaves fall.
The fallen bamboo leaves decorated the tree-lined path like a fairyland.
The stone path is winding and winding.
After walking for a while in this bamboo forest, there was an open space in front of us.
In the forest, a beautiful small pavilion, like a fairy palace building, appeared quietly in the green shadow.
There are light cyan curtains hanging around the pavilion.
When the breeze blows, the curtains move with the wind, decorating the pavilion as illusionistic and real, extremely beautiful.
In the pavilion, a woman wearing a light blue Taoist robe was sitting quietly on the railing beside the pavilion. Her beautiful figure was leaning on the pillar of the pavilion, holding her calves in her hands, curling up, quietly
He sat there, staring blankly through the curtains, looking at the warm sunshine.
The sunlight passed through the curtains and turned into a green color. It shone on the quiet little face of the woman, like a fairy.
After not seeing each other for more than a year, Ouyang Mochou seemed to be a completely different person.
Sitting there, there was an extremely reassuring smile on her beautiful cheeks. In her eyes, there was no longer the arrogance and domineering look of the past, but only a quiet memory of the beautiful life in the past.
Ouyang Mochou, curled up and sitting in the pavilion, quietly remembering with a smile in her eyes.
The breeze blows, and the cloud-like hair dances lightly in the wind.
At this time, she was more youthful and cute than before.
On the table next to her, there was a teapot that was no longer steaming, and a bowl of tea that had already cooled down.
However, Ouyang Mochou seemed to be unaware of anything and looked at the sky quietly. With green and jade-like fingers, she fiddled with an emerald cloud flute in her hand.
This cloud flute was confiscated in Shuofang City. At that time, Lu Heng played with it for a while and then gave it to her.
Unexpectedly, she has preserved it to this day?
"Aunt!" At this time, a soft voice came from one side of the bamboo forest.
Following the sound, I saw a beautiful woman in a goose-yellow dress walking along the road connecting Songzhu Temple and the bamboo forest pavilion.
This woman has lost the extremely luxurious prairie kelvin dress she wore when she was in Shuofang. She has put on the skirt of a Han woman. She looks like she has bright eyes and white teeth, shining with hope.
Especially, when she was walking in the forest, her long goose-yellow skirt and her three thousand blue hairs that were gently swaying in the breeze made people look at her sideways, thinking that she was a banished fairy in the bamboo forest.
After more than a year of recuperation, Ouyang Rushuang, who was in a state of confusion at the beginning, recovered her injured consciousness as before.
Nowadays, she has lost all her nobility and has a touch of elegant aura.
Between the frown and the smile, the smile that has a touch of human flavor is even more beautiful.
After hearing this, Ouyang Mochou, who was sitting in the pavilion, trembled slightly. She came back to her senses and looked towards Ouyang Rushuang.
Seeing Ouyang Rushuang walking into the pavilion, Ouyang Mochou smiled, stretched out her hand and stroked Ouyang Rushuang's hair dotingly: "It's cold in the mountains. Why don't you wear more clothes?"
Ouyang Rushuang smiled lightly, with a sly look in his eyes, and teased his aunt: "Aunt, aren't you? Are you talking about your niece?"
Ouyang Rushuang blushed, glared at her angrily, and said with a smile: "My aunt has martial arts skills, so of course she doesn't have to deal with the cold and heat! You are weak and have just recovered, how can you compare with my aunt?"
Ouyang Rushuang let out a long sigh and nodded thoughtfully. Then he looked up and down at his aunt, who looked brand new today, and smiled slightly. Then he coughed, gently held his forehead with his fingers, and recalled: "Well, this morning
, who is rummaging through the cabinets at home looking for beautiful clothes? My niece doesn’t seem to see clearly!”
Ouyang Mochou's pretty face turned red immediately, as if on fire. She scolded Ouyang Rushuang and pulled Ouyang Rushuang's ears, and said angrily: "You are such a little girl, how dare you even make fun of me?"
With that said, he took action to take a picture of Ouyang Rushuang's sharp buttocks hidden under the skirt.
Ouyang Rushuang giggled and dodged away, making a pitiful look: "Auntie, my niece doesn't dare anymore!"
How could Ouyang Mochou let her pass the test so easily? He looked at her with a half-smile and raised his white jade-like fingers: "Come here!"
Ouyang Rushuang pretended to be timid, looked at her aunt with charming eyes, stuck out her little tongue, licked her red lips, and whispered softly: "Aunt, you have to pity Shuang'er!"
After hearing these words, Ouyang Mochou immediately shuddered. The outstretched palm turned into a finger and lightly tapped Ouyang Rushuang's forehead. She made a light noise and laughed and cursed: "Damn girl!"
Ouyang Rushuang giggled, stepped forward and hugged Ouyang Mochou's arm, her pink face pressed against Ouyang Mochou's arm, her look of dependence clearly revealed.
Ouyang Mochou smiled and patted her niece's shoulder gently.
After a while, Ouyang Mochou suddenly thought of something, blushed, and asked softly and hesitantly: "Do you think my aunt's temper will make people annoying?"
Ouyang Rushuang shook his head and said: "How could it be? My niece doesn't hate my aunt, but she likes her very much!"
Ouyang Mochou laughed and cursed, "Don't interrupt! My aunt is telling you the truth!"
Ouyang Rushuang raised his head and looked at his aunt curiously. After a while, a knowing smile flashed in his eyes, and he held back his laughter and said, "Aunt, could it be that you are thinking of that Lu Heng again?"
Ouyang Mochou blushed like the sunset, bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and nodded lightly.
When Ouyang Rushuang saw her aunt's expression, she was surprised and said, "Auntie, how could you have such an idea?"
Ouyang Mochou sighed softly, unable to hide the worry on his brows, and said softly: "My aunt's temperament is completely different from my Zhou ethics. And Lu Heng is an emperor's teacher and a model of literati. He must like the three obediences and four virtues.
Woman. Aunt me, I’m afraid..."
"Are you afraid that he will dislike you?" Ouyang Rushuang asked with a smile, seemingly not worried at all.
Ouyang Mochou shook her lips, nodded slightly, and hummed.
Finally asking her aunt about her worries, Ouyang Rushuang smiled easily. With the look of someone who had been there to comfort her, she said with a smile: "I thought it was something, but it turned out to be this!"
Seeing her aunt looking at her in surprise, Ouyang Rushuang smiled and said: "Aunt, don't worry. As the saying goes, peaches and plums are fragrant and each has its own merit. Every woman is a different kind of flower, just because of the different colors and fragrances.
, have their own unique beauty. For this, men can see it more clearly than anyone else. It is precisely because of this that those men will take care of themselves. If all women in the world are carved from the same mold, then
How can there be such a thing as love at first sight in this world?"
When Ouyang Mochou heard the words, she hummed, but then she frowned and said softly: "It's just that I heard that Lu Heng's family are all gentle and pretty beauties who are as tender as water. Do you think it would be possible for my aunt to have such a temper?"
Will it be annoying?"
After talking about emotional issues, Ouyang Mochou, who was usually carefree, now looked uneasy, like a young girl in love.
The uneasiness flashing in those beautiful eyes, as well as the tightly clenched fists, everything made Lu Heng, who was hiding in the bamboo forest and peeking, feel itchy.
Damn it, I never thought that Ouyang Rushuang would have such a side!
Like Alibaba who had entered a cave and discovered a treasure, Lu Heng looked at the pretty woman in the pavilion with eyes full of disbelief.
After rubbing his eyes, Lu Heng groped his chin and smiled, then scanned around the bamboo forest. He brought a piece of dry bamboo over and sat down, leisurely looking at the two beautiful women in the pavilion.
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After hearing her aunt's worries, Ouyang Rushuang covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, and said with a smile: "What did my aunt say? I don't dare to say anything else. Just talk about Su Qianqian, and my niece knows that she has nothing to do with Wenwen!"
"How do you know?" Ouyang Mochou suddenly became curious, holding her niece's hand and asking eagerly.
Ouyang Rushuang didn't know what she thought of, and blushed. She smiled bitterly and said: "Back when my niece was still a Turk, she sent people south to purchase some salt and iron supplies. As a result, most of these supplies were snatched away by Su Qianqian and her men.
At that time, my niece also sent people to Yunshan Qingfeng Village to discuss with Su Qianqian to see if they could get these supplies back. However, unexpectedly, Su Qianqian directly rejected her niece's request with a wave of her hand. Later, she also
The two Turks who went to discuss the matter killed one and seriously injured the remaining one! Do you think that such a woman can be on the same level as Wen Wen? "
Hearing Ouyang Rushuang talk about what happened back then, Lu Heng, who was hiding in the bamboo forest, suddenly opened his mouth.
Her eyes were full of disbelief: I didn’t expect that my Qianqian turned out to be a national hero!
When Ouyang Mochou heard this, he smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "Rushuang, you don't know.
Back then, aunt, I had also met the famous Red Lady. However, it was exactly the opposite of what you knew. Su Qianqian was a very loving woman. Although she was in Yunshan, a place where thieves were infested, she still maintained a very clear heart.
The exquisite daughter’s heart!”
Recalling the time when he was on Yunshan Mountain and saw the woman in red dress on the high platform under the setting sun, Ouyang Mochou couldn't help but have a flash of admiration in his eyes.
From Ouyang Mochou's point of view, women in the world do not necessarily have to obey the three virtues and stay home every day to support their husbands and raise children. Why can't women go out to fight for the world and make their own world?