Hearing the footsteps, Su Shiyu looked back, and the man came slowly under the peach color, with a smile on his face, he was slightly surprised, "What a coincidence, why did Master Chu come here?"
"Unfortunately," Chu Mingyun stood in front of him with a smile, "I'm afraid the person you're waiting for is me."
"It's clearly Lord Lu's daughter who invited me here this morning?"
"Yeah," Chu Mingyun smiled, "she also asked me to see you."
Su Shiyu frowned slightly, puzzled: "...What does this mean?"
"It's simple," Chu Mingyun looked at him with a smile, "Now everyone else is moved by my infatuation, aren't you going to answer me, Master Su?"
"Master Chu is joking." Su Shiyu laughed.
"If you don't believe me, that's all." Liu Fengman rolled up all over the ground, and Chu Mingyun said slowly, "But this beautiful time, did Master Su not repay the debt he owed?"
"When did I owe Lord Chu a debt?"
"What happened when shooting arrows was forgotten so quickly," he raised his hand and squeezed Su Shiyu's chin, his fingertips rubbing along the light-colored lip line, "but if Master Su is shy, I can take the initiative."
Su Shiyu pulled his hand down and smiled softly, "It seems that Lord Chu was greedy for a lot of cups at the banquet just now."
"I'm a good drinker," Chu Mingyun said after a pause, "I wasn't drunk at all last night."
Su Shiyu smiled but didn't answer. He turned his eyes to the branches of flowers beside him, "It's too late, I'm afraid this is the last peach blossom I can see."
Chu Mingyun still looked at him, Gu Zi continued, "I was awake all the time last night."
The fingers hidden in the sleeves tightened suddenly, but Su Shiyu's face was calm, "So it is. I also wonder why Master Chu sleeps in the mountain pavilion, and is not afraid of catching a cold."
"Making this..." Chu Mingyun dragged his tone, "I don't plan to return that robe to you."
Su Shiyu smiled, "It's okay, since Master Chu likes it, just keep it."
Chu Mingyun looked at him for a moment, as if he wanted to read something. He heard the words and laughed in a low voice, "But I like you more, will Master Su also let me keep it?"
Su Shiyu was startled, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said lightly, "Master Chu is joking."
Chu Mingyun tilted his head and narrowed his eyes, "Why don't you look at me?"
Feeling suffocated and slightly hesitant, Su Shiyu slowly raised his eyes to meet his eyes, his eyes were deep, like the sea in the night, he leaned over and smiled, "What if I said it wasn't a joke?"
Looking at each other, Su Shiyu was silent for a moment, then suddenly understood, "I have already asked Master Wei in detail about the conditions proposed by the Xiongnu. Since His Majesty said that he will discuss it in detail after I return, I should think carefully, Master Chu does not need to worry about that.”
Chu Mingyun's smile faded, "...how did I ever say it was for the Huns?"
Su Shiyu smiled, "I have long said that Master Chu should get rid of this habit of talking about him, and it is better to speak bluntly in the future."
"Shiyu," Chu Mingyun grabbed his hand, saw him in his eyes, and said very seriously: "I like you, do you like me?"
Su Shiyu was stunned.
"I said it bluntly," he whispered, "will you answer me?"
Su Shiyu regained his senses a little, and subconsciously wanted to let go of his hand, and said with a smile, "Master Chu, this is..."
He held it tighter. "Will you believe me?"
He was silent for a long time.
The shadows of flowers swayed, the woods gradually became cooler, and the heavy clouds covered the sky with gray.
Su Shiyu raised his head and looked into the distance, then pulled back his hand gently again, sighing, "It's raining in late spring, it's better for you and me to go back as soon as possible."
The hand was empty, and the wind was full of sleeves and the vague temperature in the palm was also blown away. Chu Mingyun unconsciously folded his fingers, but smiled, "I knew you would react like this, I don't understand the style, it really is a stone."
Su Shiyu laughed, "I'm afraid no one in this world can understand the style of Master Chu."
"How come, as long as Master Su clears up the debt just now, I will teach you to be the only one in this world." Chu Mingyun smiled with frowning eyes.
Su Shiyu gave him a helpless smile and said warmly, "Stop making trouble, go back earlier to avoid the rain."
Chu Mingyun let out an 'um' and watched Su Shiyu turn around. The wind suddenly picked up. The slightly damp breath brought the faint fragrance of peach blossoms and came towards him. His eyes were full, and the ground was full of beauty. He suddenly opened his mouth and his voice was deep. blurred in the wind,
"There is ample time."
Su Shiyu couldn't hear it clearly, and looked back, "What?"
Chu Mingyun's eyes glittered, he chuckled lightly, stepped forward a few steps and walked side by side with Su Shiyu, "It's nothing."
Outside the peach grove, Lu Qinghe lingered for a long time, but in the end, they were no match for curiosity. He took a deep breath and stepped in lightly.
The flower has bloomed to the end, and the anger is so bright that the crimson fills the field of vision.
Lu Qinghe looked around looking for it, the wind blew through the branches, and a figure faintly appeared behind a few trees, alone and independent. She couldn't help but feel nervous, while secretly thinking that it shouldn't be, she quickly stepped forward and pushed aside the blocking flower branches, opened her mouth and said, "What's the matter? You didn't find Su—
The voice stopped abruptly.
She stared blankly at the man behind the bookcase and looked up in amazement. She was holding a red pen in her rather delicate hand, and there were ten miles of peach blossoms on the spread out picture scroll.
Lu Qinghe came back to his senses and hurriedly turned to leave, "I'm sorry, sorry, I'm wrong..."
"Mei Dai won the color of Hemerocallis, and the red dress angered the pomegranate flower." The man said, "Don't move!"
She froze in place, "Huh?"
I saw the man pick up the pen and dipped in the ink, and sketched the outline with a few strokes on the painting. The charm has already emerged. He raised his eyes again and smiled very kindly, "No need to be nervous, just stand as you like."
"...Oh." Lu Qinghe replied, after a pause, he couldn't help raising his hand to brush his hair on the temples, "Then...you draw better."
The man smiled and responded, "Naturally."
His face was soft and delicate, like a child of the Taifu family. Lu Qinghe peeked at the painting for a long time, and then glanced at the painting, "Hey, that... Have you seen anyone else before?"
The man shook his head without looking up.
"Strange." She mumbled, sighed, and simply started chatting, "Is this your first time here?"
The man couldn't help looking at her with a smile, until he saw that Lu Qinghe was at a loss, and he said, "I come every year."
"Draw every year?"
"Yes."
"...You're so boring." Lu Qinghe twitched the corners of his mouth.
The man didn't mind and smiled, "Every year, the flowers are not all alike."
"It is a scenery after all, and it will be boring after watching it for a long time," Lu Qinghe said, "It's better to go to another place to see, the three thousand worlds are prosperous everywhere."
"Have you been to many places?"
"Of course!" Her brows became brighter, "I've already traveled all over the West Lake, Dongting, Xiangjiang, and Jiangnan. This time my father sent a letter urging me to go back to Changbai Snow Mountain, where the snow is boundless, I really want to Much prettier than here!"
"Your father is Lu Shangshu?" he asked.
"Yeah, how did you guess it?" Lu Qinghe asked curiously.
Before he could answer, Ming Gong'e suddenly rushed behind him in small steps, brushed past Lu Qinghe, and knelt down directly, "Your Majesty, the rain is coming, Empress Zhaoyi, please go back to the palace to rest."
Lu Qinghe's legs suddenly softened.
Li Yanzhen nodded, "Understood." He let Gong E come forward to clean up the picture scroll, and said, "Lu Aiqing once mentioned that his daughter has the heart of a ranger, so she can travel around."
Lu Qinghe leaned over and knelt down, "My ministers and daughters don't know His Majesty's holy car, so please don't take offense to His Majesty if you speak rudely!"
Li Yanzhen looked at her with a funny look, "Just get up."
"No, it's not necessary... It's fine for the minister and daughter to kneel." Lu Qinghe lowered his head, wanting to cry without tears.
Li Yanzhen stepped forward and helped her up, "The painting is not ready yet, I will ask you to complete it when I am free, how about it?"
Lu Qinghe stood up tremblingly, and when he heard the words, he couldn't help but take a bold look at Li Yanzhen, and the peach blossoms on his face turned red.
Her heart moved, and she said, "Okay."