Baifu Lingxu Pavilion.
A jade table and several precious stools. A pot of fine wine and four moonlight cups.
In the night sky with a bright moon hanging high and stars shining beside it, Shen Jianfeng was sitting on the Lingxu Pavilion, drinking wine.
The sweet wine was mixed with the wind, and he seemed to taste the smell of the air. It was a little cold, but clean and pure.
Bai Yang arranged for Shen Jianfeng to carefully build this pavilion for Yin Zixu. The female relatives on the surrounding columns held flowers in their hands and danced among the sea of clouds. The figure of the woman in the portrait is graceful and graceful, and her lifelike face looks like that person will jump out of the pillar in the next second and perform a dance for those who admire her. And each stroke in the sculptor's hand outlines Bai Yang's love for Yin Zixu.
When he arrived here, Bai Yang had already sent someone to help Jianfeng find news about Xiaoluzi, but in just one day, she disappeared out of thin air again. In this chaotic world, Shen Jianfeng couldn't help but worry about her. If anything happened to her, he really didn't know if he would survive.
He took a sip of wine, smiled, and thought about it carefully, she had always been his lucky star. Moreover, although she is talented and intelligent, she seems a bit silly, but the blessing of being as wise as foolish is never absent.
Shen Jianfeng secretly joked that she was no longer the young boy she was in high school, and she was no longer his. Over the years, various experiences have made him mature, but his maturity has brought too many vicissitudes of life. If he could turn back time, he could retain something about her.
He smiled and said: There are many ruthless people in the world, and I, Shen Jianfeng, happen to be one of them.
Looking down at the White House in the night light, he repeatedly asked himself whether it was because he owed her that he jumped so suddenly, or because he had always loved her.
But this is no longer important. What is important is that he wants to take her home and return her to her parents.
At some point, the beautiful sound of the piano came from the woods.
Amidst the lingering sounds, a slightly sad female voice came from time to time.
The moon is sleepless, and I don’t care about blowing (lights and candles).
Love is difficult to care for, but we smile so close (happy face).
From ancient times to the present, who has gone there? (Guxi)
Watching flowers, dreaming of heart ripples.
This song echoed for a long time, mixed with the beautiful sound of the piano, like an angel falling from the sky, lighting up the mortal world in the world.
From the original indifference to worldly affairs, to the love-tainted openness, in the end he was unable to speak.
Shen Jianfeng walked all the way looking for the sound of the piano, and finally saw Yin Zixu in plain clothes in the empty valley on the west side, playing the strings with tears in his eyes.
Xiaoxu, Yin Zixu's personal maid, hurriedly ran towards Shen Jianfeng and said, "My empress is in a bad mood now. Please go elsewhere."
Shen Jianfeng was curious and asked, "Is this Madam?"
Xiaoxu lowered his body and replied obediently: "No."
Shen Jianfeng looked at Yin Zixu under the moonlight, and he sighed: Madam is like Chang'e who descended to earth, Lord Bai is so lucky.
But upon closer inspection, the person under the moonlight shed tears on the strings. Accompanied by the moonlight and the weak candlelight beside her, the chill in the mountains made this scene look extremely desolate.
This situation just happened to arouse Shen Jianfeng's lovesickness.
What is lovesickness?
I am afraid that a red bean from Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty can best relieve lovesickness.
The red beans in the hands of the person I love, and the smile that remains unchanged in my memory.
Tantan is as light as water and thoughts, turning over and over into the flow of dreams.
This situation made Shen Jianfeng sigh with emotion: "The old lady went to the Western Mountains, and she lingered alone in the Xu Pavilion for a long time. She was not in the dream, so she finally found the sound of the piano and the moon went up."
And this is precisely the truest portrayal of his heart. He dares to love but does not say anything, and his lovesickness shows that he is indebted.
When Shen Jianfeng turned around, Yin Zixu stopped the strings in his hand and called softly: "Sir, please be slow."
She slowly stood up, a maid beside her put on her coat, and gently helped her come forward.
Seeing that Shen Jianfeng had stopped, Yin Zixu had also calmed down and said, "Sir, the lyrics I just sang are called [Immortal Poems]. I think you are also a very affectionate person. It seems that you and I have a deep love for each other in our hearts." There are too many regrets in the past.”
Shen Jianfeng advised: "Madam, don't be obsessed with yesterday. If you are hurt by this, you will be wasting this wonderful youth."
Shen Jianfeng was persuading her, but he was actually persuading himself. But, what’s the use of persuading? Heart ailments still need heart medicine. He knows it, and he has never given up. How could he not be a sad person like her?
Yin Zixu didn't hear the answer she wanted. What did she want to hear?
Did Shen Jianfeng say that was true, or did he say that it would be better to die?
So Yin Zixu looked at the sky, her originally sad eyes turned rainy and sunny for a while, and she said lightly: "Sir, you are right. Zixu knows that he is hurt because of this, so it is better to live happily and live sometimes. "
Yin Zixu didn't finish his sentence, and he might as well have died gracefully in the second half of the sentence.
But she held back because there was someone around her and she couldn't say anything. I can't say that I am suffering in my heart. And she still couldn't let go of him. But I can't let it go, I can't forget it, but I can't get it anymore. I think it's better to just die.
Tomorrow is the auspicious day of the zodiac, and the big day for her and Bai Yang.
She should laugh. Smile and become someone else’s wife. Leave this world with a smile.
Therefore, Yin Zixu smiled with a flourishing beauty that he had never seen before.
Shen Jianfeng could tell something was wrong from the eyes of the weak woman in front of him.
We are not afraid of women making noises or making noises, but we are afraid that women will remain silent and act in a manner that will lead to short-sightedness.
He had already seen it once. The drunk little deer turned around and threw himself into the embrace of the sea. This was also the trigger for them to come here. He thought that if he had been more tenacious, they might have gotten married long ago.
Shen Jianfeng said unhurriedly: "Madam, please come with me to Lingxu Pavilion."