The lake is bright and watery, and in the snow, the cardamom girl is like a willow swaying in the wind, but in the willow, there are also pine bones and snow cores, and even the plum blossoms between the eyebrows are shining brightly. All the dandies all stared straight.
"Dare?!"
Zheng Wan's voice was stern, "Don't say that my father hasn't been dismissed yet, even if he has been dismissed, it is still possible to drag you, a Duke of Liang, into the water."
"Oh, I'm scared, I'm scared to death!"
Duke Jin's second son drank three bowls of yellow soup, and he had already forgotten who his parents were. Holding his stomach and laughing, he turned around and asked the people next to him, "Brothers, are you afraid?"
"I'm afraid he's a bird!"
Those who can stick together with the second son of Liang Guogong are all bold, indulgent and frivolous people: "As the saying goes, if you die under the peony flower, you can be a ghost even if you are a ghost. Once I have tasted such a beauty in the world, I will die immediately." Not wronged."
"The law does not blame the public. I don't believe that the Holy Master will put us all in prison for a mere minister who despises me. Let's go together! Let's go together!"
The second son of Jin Guogong laughed and rushed over, stretched out his hand to fish it out, and found a piece of soft and thin feathers, he raised his hand and tore it off, and smelled it with the tip of his nose:
"Wen Biyu, fragrant like orchids, wonderful, wonderful!"
The dandies rushed forward excitedly.
Trapped like a bird in a cage, Zheng Wan raised her head in panic, only to see the treetops were empty, with no wind or waves, and the heavy snow that covered the sky and the sun was in sight, and there were no people there.
It's empty.
But Zheng Wan didn't believe it.
Her coming here was a big gamble, how could she allow herself to back down at this moment
Zheng Wan jumped into the lake—
"call-"
A gust of wind came from nowhere, and brought the emerald green skirt and snow-colored coat back to the shore.
Zheng Wan staggered to help the tree to stand still, and saw a strong wind suddenly blowing up the branches and vines all over the ground, and savagely whipped on the arrogant, rampant and shapeless dude just now.
They were kicked out of their hands and pissed off:
"Ghost, there is a ghost!"
After a while, she was the only one left in this secluded place.
The wind is still and the clouds stop.
Zheng Wan smiled slightly.
She smiled, but her hands were still trembling, and she tried her best to fasten her feathers. Her long crow hair was scattered behind her head like flowing water. In the confusion, the bloodstone tortoiseshell hairpin had already fallen off.
Zheng Wan combed Fushun's long hair with a handkerchief, trying to make herself look more decent.
In the process, the annoyance caused by the wind was also smoothed away.
She used a trick to get these dandies drunk and lured them here, and painstakingly arranged this heroic rescue. Now that the beauty has been rescued, and the hero who can save her has never shown up, how should this scene continue
Since the main character in the play shouldn't play the role, then she has to carry on with the show because of her stupidity.
"Since the master doesn't want to meet, Miss Wan thanked you here."
Facing the lake, Zheng Wan bowed down Yingying, and the azure blue cloud brocade of one foot and one tael of gold was scattered on the ground like this, and a flower bloomed.
Cui Wang's consciousness landed on this slender body, and after a while, he moved away again.
The lake is calm and the wind is light, only the heavy snow is rustling, and after a while, the snow falls all over the head.
Zheng Wan bowed once, bowed twice, and bowed again. When she got up, she staggered and supported the crooked neck tree beside her to stand still.
Cui Wang felt his lower body shake for a while, looked down, but met a pair of eyes.
Those are a pair of extremely pure eyes, eyelashes like crow's feathers, black and white, people can't help but think of the dark pearls in the blue sea, the daytime in Liaoyuan, and the bright clear spring in front of the cave gate.
Clear as water, brilliant as stars.
At that moment, Cui Wang almost thought that she saw him, but he dismissed the idea after a while.
Although this daughter of the Zheng family is more beautiful, she is just a mortal body, covered in dust and air, how can she see through his deception.
Even so, he didn't bother to talk about it.
Just as he was about to install another soundproof cover, he heard the girl under the tree questioning crisply: "Master, who is stronger or weaker between you and that national teacher?"
Without waiting for the expert to answer, she continued:
"In my opinion, it must be someone who is superior. How about I hire you to fight with that master?"
The corner of Cui Wang's mouth curled up, but he was naive and arrogant, just like before.
Zheng stroked the rough, brownish-yellow trunk of the crooked-neck tree, and said to himself: "A high-ranking man is righteous, but I can't see the national teacher bullying the small like this."
"My Zheng family is really sorry for him, but it's not that—"
"Little lady, hey, little lady, why are you here? Hurry up and go to Lanze Garden with your maidservant, Madam is looking for you!" At the small path, the maidservant who had just led the way looked around and was delighted to see Zheng Wan. , hurried over.
Zheng Wan accepted it when she saw a good deal: "Just now I was depressed, and I wandered around, and somehow I came here."
This person is naturally arranged at a distance just in case, if something is not harmonious, he will appear in time, she, Zheng Wan, can't beat her meat buns to dogs, she is still a group of useless and hungry dogs.
"Little lady, don't run around. It's really easy to get lost in this huge plum garden."
The maid supported her and didn't dare to look around. Before Zheng Wan left, she looked back. The quiet lake, the sleeping lotus pavilion, the deep bamboo and the quiet forest seemed as if the mess just now had never happened.
But it did happen.
She gathered her feathers, raised her feet and stepped into the path, leaving quietly.
Cui Wangru heard that the child was speechless, his face was expressionless, neither moved nor sympathetic, he closed his eyes for a while, and suddenly let out a "huh".
A gust of breeze brought a pile of bloodstone granules to his face. However, what caught his attention was the dilapidated word "Cui" on the crumbs.
This object was discovered at the place where Zheng's daughter threw herself into the lake just now.
Cui Wang was silent for a long time, Fang took out a jade flute from his bosom and blew it, after a burst of graceful tunes, a small bird with white feathers on the forehead appeared and covered with emerald green.
He released a ray of consciousness, and the little bird, who had been stunned just now, suddenly became energetic, flapped its wings, looked left and right, and after a while, it took the right direction and fluttered away.
Not far away, the wind suddenly picked up, and the quiet lake was slightly choppy.
———
Suo Dai was in a hurry.
Just go to the carriage to get something, and when I come back, the little lady is gone. Just as I was in a hurry to send someone to look for it, the little lady came back again.
It's just described as quite embarrassing, the feathers in front of the lapel are broken, and even the bloodstone tortoiseshell hairpin on the hairpin is gone. It doesn't look like a visit to the garden, but a fight with someone.
"Little lady, you, you are..."
Zheng Wan waved her hand: "It's okay, come and comb your hair with me."
Although the personal maid's technique was not as skillful as that of the lady combing her hair, she had learned it specially after all. After cleaning her hands, Su Dai walked behind the little lady sitting in front of the dressing table.
The dressing room prepared for the female relatives has its own bronze mirror and ivory grate for the female relatives to freshen up after changing clothes.
Suo Dai just stroked a strand of black hair, but she heard the little lady order the maid who led the way just now:
"It's stuffy, open the window to let in some air."
The locker room smelled of incense all the year round, and it was really stuffy.
Suo Dai does not doubt that there is him.
Not long after, a kingfisher with white feathers flapped its wings and landed on a plum branch outside the window. After a while, it landed lightly and delicately in front of the dressing table.
A pair of black bean eyes looked left and right, and finally pecked at the clear water in the porcelain jar on the stage.
Zheng Wan stretched out her hand to tease the kingfisher, smiling until her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.
Suo Dai also laughed:
"This bird is really not afraid of people."
She hadn't seen the little lady smile like this for many years.
This smile reminded her of when she was six years old, she followed Ren Yazi into a gorgeous mansion with fear and anxiety, and saw the noble porcelain doll sitting on it that owned the whole mansion. With double buns, her smile is as innocent as it is now.
"Yes, I'm not afraid of people."
"It's just a little lady, your hairpin..."
This hairpin was sent by the master early in the morning yesterday, Su Dai looked at it as not very precious, but the little lady liked it, played with it all day, even had to hold it while sleeping.
"Lost."
"Can-"
"It's nothing," Zheng Wan interrupted her, "Don't tell my mother, lest she worry."
"But in this way, you won't have to tie your hair, little lady."
Zheng Wan smiled, and went out with her hand. The snow was white, and a red plum outside the window was like batik. She pointed, "Let's put the plum blossom on it."
The kingfisher flapped its wings suddenly, flew out of the window, and disappeared into the clouds after a while.
Zheng Wan looked at it in a daze and became absorbed, but heard a voice from the back of her head:
"Little lady, it's all right."
Inside the bronze mirror, a figure was faintly reflected.
The time was short, and there was no complicated updo, just a neat knot on the top of the head with a silk ribbon of the same color as brocade, and the rest of the long hair was draped behind the head like splashed ink.
The earrings are decorated with pearls, the eyebrows are dotted with plum blossoms, and the long skirt drags the floor, gracefully curling up, and there is no trace of the embarrassment just now.
"good."
Zheng Wan gave a compliment.
When Da Hui came, he also prepared an identical copy. Zheng Wan put it on, put his hands in the armholes, and walked out of the clean room along the Chao Shou corridor, and went straight to Lanze Garden.
Many people have come to the garden, no matter male or female, there are familiar faces who come and go, but the eyes they cast on Zheng Wan are so strange.
Zheng Wan went to the corridor, and before entering the door, she saw a noble lady in a goose-yellow dress quietly approaching from the side, with her fan pressed to her lips, her voice was very low:
"Miss Wan, don't go, the prince... is also inside."
The Shanglin Banquet is a feast for all officials to celebrate a good harvest at one year old, and it is also a feast for young ladies of the right age to see each other. Men and women sit together, regardless of etiquette. Naturally, there is a tradition of giving love with hairpin flowers.
It's not unusual for the prince to be inside.
Zheng Wan recognized the person.
This person is Rong Yi, the daughter of the Eldest Princess Anqing, and I don't know how the eldest princess raised her daughter with such a domineering temper, but the majestic Pavilion Master was born cowardly and weak, and was bullied by the daughter of a mere fifth-rank official family. He couldn't see that he reprimanded the other party on her behalf, but this person kept thinking about it.
The person in the dream was also the only one who dared to send a lamp to reward the deceased after the exile of the Zheng family.
She couldn't help but soften her gaze:
"No problem."
"Don't, don't go, they have already discussed to tease you!"
Seeing that Zheng Wan was about to go in, Rong Yi said anxiously, her face flushed red.
Xungui and the aristocratic family have always been two circles.
Seeing that the Zheng family was in trouble, the last person who came to inform her was this noble lady who was out of reach in the noble circle. Zheng Wan secretly sighed:
"It doesn't matter."
What she was waiting for was this moment.
The bait has been laid, the show has begun, Cui Wang, are you coming or not