The New Year is over, the festivity is fading, early spring is approaching, and the snow melts.
Shops in Chang'an City opened one after another, and there were few customers, so the guys leaned against the door frame and chatted idly. I don't know who suddenly exclaimed, and then I heard a crisp bell coming from the city gate, and people along the street hurriedly probed to look.
The officers and soldiers cleared the road ahead, and the long motorcade passed through the street and headed for Miyagi. The camel bells trembled, the carriages and horses swayed, and the exotic woman covered in veil was graceful, and accompanied in two columns behind a soft sedan chair. The embroidered brocade curtain was secretly opened to a corner, revealing a dark green eye, the young boy lying on the upper floor saw it at a glance, pointed and shouted in surprise, and was immediately pressed down by the adults next to him, saying: "Lou Lan ."
Loulan is located in the desert of the Western Regions, and it is a key point of business. Therefore, although it is a small country, it has a prosperous city and an important position. The Kingdom of Loulan has always been vacillating between Daxia and the Xiongnu. It was only in recent years that it became closer to Daxia, but even though there were many exchanges, they had never seen one that came as soon as spring began.
It was the time of the resumption of the dynasty that day, and Chu Mingyun, who was greeted by the guard of honor when he left the Golden Palace, was also wondering, and asked Su Shiyu, "Who is the envoy sent by Loulan this time, and he actually used the princes. Courtesy?"
"Today, Princess Loulan came to visit in person with a gift," Su Shiyu explained.
Chu Mingyun nodded and thought about it for a while, and even understood that Su Shiyu's eyes were quite meaningful today.
It is said that Queen Loulan's arrogance and willfulness have reached the peak of her arrogance. She has been married three times in less than a month. She either ordered her husband to be beaten directly into the corpse, or slapped her husband and humiliated her husband, and forced the other party to die to ask the lord to dissolve the marriage contract. After the torment, no one dared to marry in the whole country, and the lord of Loulan took the princess to his heart.
At that time, Chu Mingyun chuckled in the courtroom and decisively pushed his opponent Su Shiyu out. It was said that Shang Wu Gaotang was less troublesome, he was upright and gentle, and he happened to have no wives and concubines. Finally, he added a sentence without hesitation. When he saw Princess Loulan getting off the sedan chair, he smiled at Su Shiyu in the spring.
Su Shiyu, who had been indifferent all the time, finally gave Chu Mingyun a deep look when he heard the last sentence.
He didn't pay attention to how Su Shiyu settled the matter after that. He only remembered clearly that when he went to court that day, Su Shiyu said to him for the first time five years later, apart from his daily greetings.
Su Shiyu smiled at him in the spring breeze, and said two simple and unusual words with infinite meaning:
"Ha ha."
Thinking of this, Chu Mingyun coughed lightly and said with a smile, "Master Su, I was..."
Su Shiyu glanced at him.
Chu Mingyun said: "...Nothing."
Su Shiyu chuckled softly and said gently, "Master Chu doesn't have to mind, the princess is not as self-willed as rumored."
Chu Mingyun raised his eyebrows slightly and stopped talking about this topic.
There was no business on the first day of the resumption of the dynasty, Chu Mingyun and Su Shiyu walked out side by side. While talking, there was the sound of running from the palace corridor behind them. Accompanied by the rustling bell, they stopped talking and looked sideways. The slender girl rushed forward with her arms outstretched, hugged Su Shiyu's arm, and raised her head. With a bright smile, "Aino!"
Chu Mingyun was stunned for a moment, he vaguely knew the meaning of this Loulan language, it was the respected brother.
Su Shiyu looked at her with a light smile, "Have you met Your Majesty?"
"I've seen it! He also said that it's fine today, you can go out to play with me!" Her Chinese pronunciation was a little strange, but it was clear enough. Mu Lahe let go of Su Shiyu, turned around in place, the smoke purple skirt undulating and blooming, and the silver bell on the wrist was clear, "Is it good-looking!"
Su Shiyu nodded affirmatively, Mu Lahe tilted his head and smiled, noticing that Chu Mingyun's jade-like eyes lit up, "Beautiful brother, who are you?"
"Chu Mingyun."
Mu Lahe nodded seriously and paused, "Beautiful brother, will you go to play with me too?"
Chu Mingyun couldn't react for a while, Su Shiyu explained: "She can't remember the names of Han people."
Chu Mingyun nodded indifferently and said, "You can just stay together, I don't..."
"It's fun to have a lot of people, don't let me go!" Mu Lahe interrupted him, holding one in one hand.
The thin sun hangs high, and the east city of Chang'an is bustling and bustling, and vendors along the street are shouting one after another.
Pedestrians came and went, and they couldn't help but glance at a noodle stall. There, the two handsome young men were drinking tea in silence. Across from them sat an exotic girl with blue eyes, who was eating noodles in a manner completely different from her delicate appearance. There were already several empty bowls stacked on the table.
The bowl was almost bottomed out, and Chu Mingyun saw that her momentum was unabated, and couldn't help but ask, "...How long has it been since you ate something?"
"I haven't had a good meal since I got ready to come to Chang'an, and I'm starving to death!" Mu Lahe replied in time.
"why do not you eat?"
"Because I want to see Anino, it's better to be thinner."
"Then why are you still eating so much?"
"Hasn't he seen it just now?" Mu Lahe turned around and waved, "I want it!"
Chu Mingyun was speechless, looking at the stall owner who smiled and promised, and then turned his eyes to Su Shiyu beside him.
Su Shiyu looked back indifferently, "Does Master Chu want to eat too?"
"...Forget it." Chu Mingyun sighed, "I look full."
Su Shiyu let out a low laugh, looked away, and remembered the first meeting with Mu Lahe.
At that time, Chu Mingyun's words in the court had come to an end. Su Shiyu couldn't shirk from meeting with Princess Loulan. He thought about it for a long time and went to the appointment with the piano. Yes, he didn't expect a soft whip to hit him when he pushed the door.
Su Shiyu turned sideways and cut the soft whip with his hand. Instead of being annoyed, the other party was overjoyed, shouting that the civil servant who thought it was useless did not expect to be skilled in martial arts, and beckoned him to come and sit down at the table.
Only after contact did Su Shiyu realize that this Loulan princess was not the rumored willful act, but that she had been cared for since she was a child and gave birth to an overly outspoken temperament.
He pointed to the next song, Spring River, Flowers and Moonlight, and Mu Lahe had already cleared his mind. She has been married three times. The first two times were when a powerful official forced the lord to marry his beloved daughter for the sake of the country. She had only entered the house for two days, but the other party had gotten into trouble with other women. She rushed into the room in a fit of rage. In the middle, without leaving an inch under the whip, there was a rumored husband-in-law lying in the courtyard. However, Mu Lahe unexpectedly found that he was a big worry for his father, and was greatly encouraged.
After hearing the words, Su Shiyu was silent for a long time. Facing Mu Lahe, who looked like a dignitary, he pondered: "This is your only wish to marry?"
"Yeah, because they are not good to the father." Mu La reconciled.
Su Shiyu smiled helplessly, "Since ancient times, women have been married to stay with their sweethearts."
Mu Lahe tilted his head and thought for a while, "But I don't have a sweetheart, but I thought about it, the one who really wants to marry in the future must be a great hero with outstanding martial arts."
Su Shiyu understood, "No wonder you want to whip the whip after you learned that I am a civil servant."
Mu Lahe was lying on the table and looked at his hand on the piano, slender and beautiful, "You must be very good at martial arts, I like you very much," she paused, "but I don't want to marry you at all."
Su Shiyu couldn't help chuckling, "Why?"
"I don't think you like me," she added. "You look like you don't like anything."
"How to say?"
"You're fine, but it feels very far away," Mu Lahe stretched out his hand, his fingertips were a little distance from Su Shiyu, as if something was blocking him, "Look, it looks like there is a layer of fog, you are sitting on me In front of me, I speak softly and softly, but I can't feel your heart, everything about you is light, blocked by the fog, maybe you will disappear in the blink of an eye."
Su Shiyu smiled and did not answer.
Mullah asked, "Do you know what it's like to like?"
Su Shiyu thought about it for a long time, and said calmly: "I have never understood it."
"I don't know, but we have a description in Loulan. Translated into Chinese, it means that there are scorpions and spiders crawling through your heart. Your heart is clenched, and it beats very fast and hurts. It seems to be afraid, but I feel very happy."
Rao Shiyu Su Shiyu was also shocked by the description of the scorpion spider, and he couldn't bear to be disappointed when he saw Mu Lahe's appearance. After thinking for a while, he said: "We Han people also have a similar description, but it is about thousands of butterflies flying in the heart. The flapping of wings disturbs the heart."
Mu Lahe nodded incredulously, resting his arm on his arm and listening to him press the silk strings all over the place, and the scattered sound of Guangling fell off the lanterns.
When he parted that day, Mu Lahe grabbed his sleeve and didn't let go, arguing over and over again: "I like you very much, but not my sweetheart, so I can't marry you, so you can be my brother, okay?"
In the end, Su Shiyu looked helplessly at his torn sleeves, sighed lightly and agreed.
"Aino." Mu Lahe came to him at some point, and Su Shiyu recovered, only to realize that she had finally finished eating, and Chu Mingyun, who was sitting beside him, was paying the bill not far away.
"What's wrong?"
Mu Lahe lowered his voice in Loulan language, stared at Chu Mingyun and said, "I just remembered, isn't he your enemy? Why do you still talk to him with a smile, did he force you? Do you want me to marry you? Did he kill him for you?"
Su Shiyu took a sip of tea, coughed twice before laughing out, he glanced at Chu Mingyun, and also replied in Loulan language: "Not an enemy, at most an opponent, and he is a very important person in our country, can't dead."
"But he is important to the country, so why do you treat him so well?" Mu Lahe was puzzled.
He couldn't answer.
At this time, Chu Mingyun turned around and walked over, facing the eyes of the two who were looking at him, inexplicably, "What do you all see me doing?"
Su Shiyu calmed down and smiled lightly, "It's nothing."