"Miss Zheng, please."
As soon as you enter the door, you will be greeted by a floor-to-ceiling screen with eight huanghuali leaves. Bypassing the screen, a maid in lotus-colored attire greets you.
Zheng Wan took off her feather cloak and handed it into her hands. There was a fire wall in the house, and copper fireplaces were lit at the east, west, north, south corners. After walking a few steps, her hands and feet felt warm after being outside.
"The owner of the pavilion, Mrs. Zheng, the eldest princess and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, they all went to the Fengbo Pavilion."
"Hey, the Storm Pavilion is actually open?"
This Fengbo Pavilion is located in the backyard of Lanze Garden, adjacent to the waterside stone boat, with nine bends and eighteen bends, facing the water on all sides, and underneath is the famous Lisi soup, which is neither hot nor cold, neither dry nor dry, very pleasant.
Ke Rongyi clearly remembered that today the Fengbo Pavilion and the water pavilion and stone boat are not open, and only one distinguished guest is accepted.
The maid bowed her head: "Yes, the Master of the National Teacher has spoken, saying that since all the officials are enjoying themselves, there is no need to worry about him. All the adults went in."
"Oh, Master Guoshi sent a message?"
Zheng Wan turned her head. At this time, she had already walked to the back door of the main house and stepped onto the corridor leading to the back garden.
"yes."
"Is there any other order?"
"No."
"Ms. Wan, you—" Seeing that Zheng Wan was still about to move forward, Rong Yi stomped her feet and chased her out, Qiqi Ai Ai said authentically, "Master Guo-Master is really scary, Wan, Mrs. Wan, don't, don't go."
"He's here, so I'm going."
Zheng Wan hooked the corners of her mouth, seeing Rong Yi coyly about to follow, "I'll find your mother later, don't follow me."
Rong Yi replied wearily.
The two of them walked along the corridor for a while, and then they saw the water pavilion stone boat, and the corner of the Fengbo Pavilion loomed behind it.
At this time, there is heavy snow on the top of the head, and the water pavilions and pavilions below. The place where Lisi Tang flows through, only makes people feel warm like spring, like walking on the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and on the embankment of green willows and poplars.
Ladies and sons, dressed in bright clothes, shuttled through the corridors, played cups of water, and played poems; on the stone boat, there were stringed songs, dances and music.
"Miss Wan, what are you thinking?"
Rong Yi looked at her cautiously.
Zheng Wan looked at the scene of the four seasons: "I was thinking, this world is indeed the east of the river for thirty years, and the west of the river for thirty years, every year is different. But—"
She suddenly smiled, "I, Zheng Wan, don't believe in fate."
What about living in a book
So what if he's not the protagonist
Since God is willing to give her a glimmer of life, he will not completely block the way forward.
If it was completely according to the book, she should be soaking in Lanpo Lake across the garden, waiting for the dandies from Liang Guogong's family to come to rescue her, and lose her innocence and her ability to conceive together under the watchful eyes of everyone.
But now, instead of going to Lanpo Lake, she came to this Lisi Tang. The Storm Pavilion in the book was not opened, but now it is open—it can be seen that although the gnat may be small, it can shake the ground.
Rong Yi stared at her blankly, and suddenly murmured:
"Wan, Niang Wan, you are so... so beautiful."
Zheng Wan didn't want to say any more, and stepped up the steps of the water pavilion:
"Let's go."
Before reaching the second step, there was a gust of wind in the side thorns, and a maid in a double bun hurried past holding a fruit plate. When she climbed the steps, she fell down without standing still.
The fruit plate was not held, and the fruit gululu came and a goddess scattered flowers, rolling all over the ground.
Zheng Wan couldn't react in time, and stepped on a fig with her left foot. When she was staggering and about to fall, she held on to the railing next to her, and realized that the railing had been tampered with—
"啪", broke.
The emerald green cloud brocade gauze drew a graceful arc in the air. When Zheng Wan leaned back, she was relieved to see that the maid who had been arranged by her side had jumped up and was ready to save her.
A familiar wind passed by.
The wind carried the coolness of snow, the bitterness of the wind, and the faint scent of orchid grass—before Zheng Wan could react, she was grabbed by the waist and brought to the stone boat opposite the waterside pavilion.
Amidst the applause, Zheng Wan stared blankly at the other party.
The young man is wearing an indigo robe, with an owl kiss belt around his waist. He has an ordinary face, but he has a pair of extremely beautiful eyes. In other words, beauty is not enough.
In those eyes, there are thousands of miles of stars, vast seas and deserts, snow in the Tianshan Mountains, and the moon in the clouds. They are so beautiful that they are not like anything in the world.
Look again, but there is nothing.
There was only a calm and dead silence.
When Zheng Wan came back to her senses, the other party had already gently placed her on the ground:
"Little lady, be careful."
Cui Wang.
Zheng Wan turned her eyes around the belt around his waist and the robe on his body, and immediately understood.
Because of that chicken blood stone, he became suspicious and curious about her, and that's why he helped her in such a timely manner.
Good to be curious.
All love in the world comes from curiosity.
However, she still needs to be more careful, the fairy family has many means, birds are just one of them, she needs to be careful.
"Thank you, sir, I don't know how to address you?"
Zheng Wan thanked Yingying.
Cui Wang looked down at her reddened eyelids and a little teardrop stained under her eyelashes, and nodded slightly as a signal: "You don't need to say thank you."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and said goodbye, and went straight to the cabin on the second floor.
"This gentleman is so rude!"
Panting, Rong Yi walked through the water pavilion, and when she came to the first floor of the stone boat facing it, she only saw the scene of Zheng Wan's hot face against someone's cold face.
Zheng Wan shook her head, her cheeks were blushing, and her face was in a daze: "No, what the pavilion master said is wrong, this gentleman is chivalrous and mighty, really..."
Impressive.
She didn't continue speaking, but the expression of a little girl made the passers-by stunned.
Rong Yi felt bad.
That gentleman is indeed very skilled, and he was able to take Wan Niang across the water and fly to the stone boat three feet away from the water pavilion, but... But it doesn't mean that Wan Niang will fall in love with him!
Zheng Wan is naturally acting.
I still remember that when she was ten years old, she fell in love with watching operas. Her father specially invited the most famous peony troupe in Shangjing to the mansion for her, and sang operas for a month until she got tired of listening to them.
The most famous actor in the peony class told her that in the most touching play in the world, one needs to be involved in the play first and deceive oneself before one can deceive others.
Zheng Wan was standing downstairs "crazily", while someone was watching her upstairs.
County Lord Rongqin lay down in front of the window, took a panoramic view of the scene just now, and spat:
"Where did it come from..."
Lengtouqing.
For some reason, this young gentleman looked unsurprising, but she couldn't even say a word.
"It can't be my fault, it's just that Zheng's luck is too good."
The little lady next to her said that she had made arrangements in advance, and asked someone to sprinkle water mixed with oil on the steps of the water pavilion. The railings were broken, and she was afraid that it would be unsafe, so she even arranged for a maid to go there.
"but-"
She changed the subject, "Master, don't you feel that the man who saved people just now is very, very... Hey, how should I put it, I just look at it, but how can my heart beat faster than seeing His Highness the Crown Prince?"
Rong Qin said in his heart: Me too.
Seeing through the emerald jade cloud brocade gauze on Zheng Wan's body, like smoke and mist, it makes her look like a nine-day mysterious girl who has descended from the mortal world, and her heart is so sore that she has swallowed a big mouthful of green apricots:
"It's all like this, and it's still attracting bees and butterflies, bah."
"Hey, hey, don't talk about it, people are coming up, looking at it this way, it's tall and straight, a bit taller than the prince's brother, isn't it?"
Rong Qin glanced at it, but still thought it was more interesting to play tricks on Zheng Wan, so he poked his head out from the second floor and waved to the bottom:
"Miss Wan, come and play with us."
Zheng Wan is worrying about how to go up to the stone boat naturally, after all, there is a special opportunity for Cui Wang on this stone boat today. Rong Qin's words were like passing the wall ladder, she raised her head and smiled sweetly:
"County Lord, I have to report to Auntie first..."
Rong Qin was urging her not to leave, but backed away. The more she hesitated, the more she wanted her to go.
Sure enough, Rong Qin summoned a maid:
"What's the problem, Luxiu, go to Shuixie and tell Mrs. Zheng, Miss Wan is with us."
Turning around, he said to Zheng Wan: "Mrs. Zheng will be in the opposite waterside pavilion, talking with Eldest Auntie, don't bother her."
"Also."
Zheng Wan was "hard to turn down the kindness", so she had to go upstairs.
Cui Wang silently withdrew his consciousness.
"Why save her?"
In the waves of the sea of consciousness, an old man in black with white hair and childlike face sat on it, his round face couldn't hide his curiosity.
"Isn't the ancestor in retreat?"
"Shut up! Hey, little Wangwang, why don't you tell my ancestors why you saved that little girl? Could it be that... you fell in love with her? Either way, this young lady is not bad looking, look I'm really excited about you, and it will be good for you two to have a white and fat baby, which will improve the genes of my old Cui's family. My little Wangwang finally knows the benefits of women. Little Wangwang, you don't know, old ancestor I watched you guarding that stupid sword every day and night, and my heart was about to break! Hey, hey... "
"Shut up."
"Beep..."
"no."
"Why? Oh, I see. It must be that young lady who pointed her nose at you and scolded Xiao Wangwang for wishful thinking and hurt your heart..."
The ancestor chattered endlessly in the sea of consciousness, and Cui Wang had already picked an inconspicuous seat to sit.
"The dragon spits out pearls, the wind contains water, this place... tsk tsk, Xiao Wangwang, you are so prosperous... Alas, no, aren't we talking about Zheng Wan? Xiao Wangwang, the ancestor still remembers the first time Seeing you, you have big eyes, white skin, big breasts and cuteness. Now, the older you get, the less likable you are. If you were in the age of my ancestors, you would be a single dog! Do you know that single dogs?! No wife, no girlfriend…”
Cui Wang thanked the maid for the berry juice and closed his eyes in silence.
"Speak up!"
"What to say."
"Let's talk about when you will bring back a beautiful young lady for my ancestor. Look, here," the man in black snorted, "the young lady is pretty cool, but look at my ancestor, she is still your ex-fiancée." Pleasing to the eye."
Cui Wang opened his eyes, at this time Zheng Wan had already gone up to the second floor, and his eyes swept towards the cabin.
Burning like the morning sun, shining like a river of stars.
"I don't like her eyes."
"Why? My ancestor, I looked around and thought those eyes were very beautiful."
"Too ambitious, domineering and hidden."