In early summer, there are often thin clouds floating in the sky after the rain, and the stretched branches and leaves of flowers and plants are washed shiny by the rain. The lotus in the palace is in full bloom, and the fragrance is like a wisp, lingering in the pool. Sha Luo sat alone in the courtyard boredly, watching the lavender clouds gradually drift into white, like He Yingji's plumage, about to fly away out of thin air. In the palace, it seems that it is not as fun as she imagined, she seems to be a little homesick... "Shaluo!" A joyful voice pulled her back from her thoughts.
Sha Luo looked up and saw a young man in a straight blue shirt smiling at her, it was—Brother Baoxian! There was another person standing beside him, wearing pure white hunting clothes, his eyebrows and eyes were as clear as snow on a high mountain, as clear as the sky. That light smile and incomparably elegant demeanor immediately stole the limelight of the constitutional protection.
"Qingming!" Joy filled Shaluo's heart, and he hurriedly stood up to greet them.
"Oh, Shaluo, you really made my brother sad, you even said hello to Qingming first." Baoxian walked over and knocked her on the head with a juniper fan very skillfully.
"I've called my brother countless times in my heart, but you didn't hear me." She rubbed her head and argued.
"You still dare to talk back." Baoxian wanted to put on a ferocious expression, but in the end the corners of his mouth loosened and he laughed again.
"By the way, why are you here today?" She asked cheerfully.
"Just now, I divination for the upcoming Donggong." Qingming answered from the side.
"Oh, that's right, how is your father?"
"Father is very good." Bao Xian suppressed his smile, "By the way, I heard about Minister You."
"Ah..." She smiled awkwardly.
"How dare you plan on my baby sister, don't worry, I will definitely summon some drowning ghosts, hanged ghosts, and starving ghosts to scare him." Baoxian's mouth curled into a vengeful smile.
"Ah, there's no need, brother, anyway, he's stealing money this time." She quickly waved her hand, brother's move is really not an ordinary pervert.
Qingming smiled faintly.
"What are you laughing at?" Sha Luo glared at Qingming, and suddenly realized that what he said just now was very wrong. If you can't steal a chicken, isn't that comparing yourself to a chicken
"But..." Baoxian lowered his voice, "Is the rumor that you kicked the right minister out of the door true?"
"Heh, heh, it's true." She laughed dryly twice.
"We, Shaluo, are the only women who dare to reject the minister on the right, haha, don't you think so, Qingming?" He suddenly turned his head and asked Qingming.
Qingming obviously didn't expect Baoxian's sudden question, he was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "Shaluo has always been bold, different from ordinary women."
Bao Xian looked at them with a smile, and said again: "I still have to take a step ahead, Qingming, I will hold the door for me tonight."
"Brother." Sha Luo smiled maliciously, "I think my brother is going on a date with a lady he likes again."
"Oh hehehe, fortunately, none of the ladies I know dared to kick me out of the door." He shook his fan, turned and left gracefully.
"What!" Sha Luo looked at his back and murmured, and his brother took the opportunity to laugh at her again. "It's best for my brother to meet a woman who dares to kick him away some other day, hum!" She suddenly turned her head and saw Qingming was still here, and he was going to laugh at him again... Qingming had a smile on his lips, but he didn't say anything. Did not say.
"Why haven't you left yet?" She said in a dazed voice.
Qingming continued to smile faintly, but suddenly lowered her head.
Feeling a burst of fragrance from the frozen lake blowing towards his face, Sha Luo felt a little dizzy in his head. Seeing him getting closer and closer, and slowly stretching out his hand towards her, Sha Luo felt a little nervous, his heart beating. Speeding up again... Just when she was so nervous that she was about to sweat, she suddenly heard his clear voice: "Shaluo, there seems to be worms on the top of your head..."
Hearing the word worm, Shaluo's body froze immediately, and Qingming withdrew his hand, the fox-like smile flashed in his eyes again, and he said calmly, "Oh, I read it wrong. like worm leaves."
"Okay, you're kidding me, Abe Seimei!" Sharo said angrily, now she fully believed that there must be fox genes in his body.
"It's just a mistake." Qingming actually showed a very innocent expression.
Sha Luo rolled his eyes, and suddenly saluted hurriedly behind him, and said, "Your Majesty, why are you here?" There was nothing in front of my eyes.
"Oh, I was wrong too, it turned out to be a stone." Sha Luo learned how to draw a gourd like a gourd for a while, feeling relieved a lot in his heart.
He slightly pulled the corner of his mouth, "Your eyes are not as bad as usual, Shaluo."
The two looked at each other, and suddenly laughed at the same time.
The sun is dazzling, and the palace has a unique view.
Shining on the faces of the two, the smiles are like flowers.
"Shaluo, Shaluo!" The voice of the little prime minister calling to her came from not far away.
"I'm going there, Qingming. Let's talk next time." She smiled and said.
Qingming nodded, turned and left, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and said in a low voice: "Shaluo who kicked the right minister out of the door..." He paused, and said in a softer voice, "It's very cute." .”
Looking at his back, Sha Luo froze there, did she hear wrongly, what did he just say? cute? Qingming can say that word, is she dreaming? How could such words come out of his mouth
But for some reason, she felt very happy, very happy.
Soon, more than a month passed before I knew it.
"I don't know when it will start, but July has come. Du Yu crows on the mountain, and you will know that the years have invaded. In a few days, it will be the Qiqiao Festival." Qingliu, the female housekeeper of Lijing Palace, said softly.
"Yes, this year's celebration will definitely be very lively again. I wonder who will perform the Jialing Dance this time?" The young prime minister said on the side.
Shaluo's thoughts had already flown out of the lattice window. Gatherings like this are really boring for women, especially when they often talk with a few waka. She wouldn't come unless the prime minister pulled her to come.
Qiqiao Festival is the Qixi Festival, the day when Cowherd and Weaver Girl meet. This festival was passed from Tang Dynasty to Japan before the Heian era. Every year on the evening of Qiqiao Festival, the emperor would invite all the ministers to enter the palace to make incense and recite poems together. The banquet will continue to the next morning.
"Hey, whoever plays the role can't match the demeanor of the minister on the right, don't you, Shaluo?" Shaluo was suddenly called by Qingliu's name, and hurriedly looked up at her, only to see that she half covered her face, as if with a smile on her face. With a hint of teasing.
"Ah, yes." Sha Luo absently replied twice.
On the night of the Qiqiao Festival, the weather was unexpectedly cool, the sky was full of stars, and sometimes there was a cool breeze. The emperor seemed to be in a good mood. Under the cover of the bat fan, Shaluo looked far away, and found that the prince and noble With the figure of He Mao Zhongxing, Baoxian and Qingming are beside him.
Qingming seemed to feel Shaluo's gaze, and looked up at her. She quickly waved her fan to greet him, Qingming slightly raised the corner of her mouth, and nodded to her.
When Shaluo greeted Qingming, she suddenly felt someone watching her. Looking sideways, it was Yuan Gaoming. Today he was wearing dark purple straight trousers, which matched the green rotten leaf-colored robe very well. Gracefully holding the wine glass and drinking freely, on the young face, there is a decadent and pale color like drunkenness. Sha Luo suddenly thought of his embarrassment that day, and couldn't help but find it funny again, so he quickly looked back.
After drinking for thirty days, the nobles chanted Waka and Chinese poems that fit the occasion. So excited, the emperor also specially asked Yuan Gaoming to play a song.
Everyone in the palace knew that apart from Qinghai wave dance, the first nobleman's flute skills were also outstanding.
Yuan Gaoming did not shirk, took a flute from his waist and started playing.
A vague flute sound floated in the night sky, lingering in the ears of everyone, like a soft sigh of someone in the middle of the night, stirring up the hearts of the people. At first, it is clear and misty, like a cool mist in the morning, winding between the peaks like a veil; then the mist gradually becomes denser and more beautiful; , and finally accumulate into the colorful haze under the rising sun, which is colorful and ever-changing.
When he played, the breeze blew the pink petals and scattered them on his clothes lightly, as if even the carp in the pond would sink to the bottom of the water when they saw him.
It was almost midnight, and everyone's interest remained undiminished.
I don't know if it's because of the stamina of the drink just now, but Sha Luo has already dozed off again and again. Seeing that she was getting more sleepy, Yu Ji asked her to go back first. She gratefully thanked You Ji, and hurriedly got up and left.
When passing through the corridor, Shaluo suddenly saw a shiny thing flying past her eyes. It turned out to be a firefly. Her curiosity arose, and she followed it unconsciously to the lake behind the palace.
As soon as she arrived at the lake, she was mesmerized by the beautiful scenery in front of her...
The sparkling lake is covered with lush aquatic plants, and countless glowing fireflies are flying in the air, like countless stars falling into the world, exuding a thrilling beauty in the dark night.
Shaluo stretched out her hand, and a small firefly landed in her palm, with a faint light shining from its tail, so cute.
"Shaluo..." A clear voice suddenly came from behind her, carrying a scent of frozen lake.
"Qingming, how do you know I'm here?" Sha Luo didn't look back because she knew who it was.
"I can feel it." Qingming said in a low voice, walked over, looked at the firefly in her palm, smiled faintly, and said, "Shaluo likes this?"
"Well, it's so beautiful. This is the first time I've seen so many fireflies!" Shaluo let the firefly fly away.
Qingming looked at her quietly, smiling like the wind.
"Look, Qingming, there are more fireflies here." She took a step forward, but her body swayed slightly due to the residual alcohol.
Qingming quickly grabbed her, and the moment the two got close to each other, Qingming immediately let go of her hand. The two looked at each other, and suddenly they both felt a little strange.
"Sit down first." Qingming quickly recovered his usual calmness, and motioned for Shaluo to sit down by the stone by the lake. The stone was slippery, cool, and flat, and the two of them sat side by side on the stone, with the cool wind blowing in their faces, making them very comfortable.
"Ah, Qingming, let me guess a Chinese character for you." Shaluo smiled sweetly.
Without waiting for Qingming to answer, she continued: "A tiger and Qingming sat on a rock together and guessed a word."
Qingming was slightly taken aback, thought for a while, then said with a faint smile, "Shaluo really stumped me."
"Ha, there are times when Seimei doesn't know, let me tell you, it's the word Bi!"
"Bi?" Qingming became more and more confused.
"By the way, Qingming always wears white clothes, which means white characters. Tiger is the king of beasts, which means king characters. Add a stone character, isn't it a bi character."
"Uh..." Qingming laughed dumbfounded, is that okay? He continued in a low voice, "Then we are sitting like this now, isn't it also a word for Bi?"
Sha Luo was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized: "Hmph, I'm not a tiger."
Qingming couldn't help laughing.
"By the way, Seimei, why do you think fireflies glow? It's so strange." Sharo's thoughts were attracted by the flying fireflies again.
"This is a very long story." Qingming looked at Liuying and said in a low voice.
"I want to listen, tell me." Sha Luo tugged at his sleeve.
Qingming looked at her, then looked at the lake, and said slowly: "I heard that in ancient times, there was a fire that burned many animals to death. Only two animals survived, one was a tiger, and the other was a tiger. One is fireflies. Tigers used to eat raw meat, but this time, they ate cooked meat, which was very delicious. It said that it would be great if we could eat cooked meat every meal every day. So the tiger asked The firefly went to the sky to get fire. Then the firefly flew up to the sky and took down the fire secretly. After taking it down, the tiger wanted to monopolize the fire, and the firefly swallowed the fire quickly. From then on, the firefly started glow."
He paused, and said, "Now you know, don't you?"
After a long time, there was no reply. He turned his head and found that Sha Luo had already fallen asleep with his head on his shoulder.
A few strands of hair were pasted on her forehead, and her two eyebrows were like two pieces of soft mist on her dreamy eyes. Thin lips, like two grains of dew dripping on the lilac in the morning. If Shaluo in the daytime is warm jade under the bright sun, then she at this time is the clear stream under the shade of trees.
Qingming smiled helplessly, quietly staring at Shaluo's tilted little head, a rare tenderness flashed in the black crystal eyes.
"Shaluo..." He called out in a low voice, and then said something as if talking to himself, "He fell asleep just like that."
He sat there motionless, his eyes were blurred, fireflies flew past them from time to time, he seemed slightly drunk, but the smile on his lips gradually became thicker like night fog. For some reason, for the first time, he also felt that the usual fireflies were really beautiful tonight.
A light wind blows, blowing up the fragrance of summer flowers, and the cool feeling shakes the unknown strings in my heart... I don't know how long it took, Shaluo wakes up suddenly, and when he opens his eyes, he finds himself leaning against Qingming's bed. On the shoulders, most of the drowsiness disappeared immediately, and he suddenly raised his head, only to see Qingming smiling faintly.
"Are you awake?" "Well, I actually fell asleep like this..." Sha Luo couldn't help but feel hot when he thought of what he had done just now.
"You talk a lot in your sleep."
"Ah, no way? What did I say?" Sha Luo was taken aback.
"Hmm..." Someone deliberately kept it off.
"Hmph, Abe Seimei, don't think you can fool me by doing this." She saw the faint smile on his lips. "I'm going back to my room to sleep, you should go back too, the banquet should be over."
"Shaluo..." he suddenly whispered, his tone so gentle that it made her heart tremble.
"What?" She felt her heart beating faster again.
"Shaluo, you..." The foxy smile she was familiar with flashed across his eyes again, "Did you dream of something delicious when you were sleeping?"
"What?" Sha Luo looked at him puzzled, his eyes suddenly passed over his shoulder, and a dark water stain came into her eyes.
Sha Luo's mind went blank, that, that, it couldn't be... her saliva... ah! Her face was hot for a while, and she quickly turned around and left. Seimei's chuckle came clearly from behind.
It's over, it's over, now she's embarrassing!
When he returned to Guangyuan Pavilion where the women's room was located, Shaluo's heart was still beating. Since when did it start, every time she saw Qingming, her heart would always beat faster, which was obviously not the case when she was a child, but every time she looked forward to seeing Qingming, and when she saw him, she still felt a sweet feeling in her heart... She stabilized her mind and was about to enter the house, when a gust of cool astringent fragrance wafted to her nose with the wind, she turned around abruptly, and suddenly saw Yuan Gaoming standing on the tree, wearing a smooth Chinese dress Casting a deep black shadow, the ground pattern of the jacket constantly changes color with the change of the moon shadow, like a crystal fault. Under the moonlight, his eyes were extraordinarily bright, and the gorgeous moonlight shone on his handsome cheeks, making him even more unparalleled.
Her heart suddenly tightened. He shouldn't be revenge for what happened last time, right
"Shaluo, don't be afraid, I won't be rude to you, I just have a few words to say." He took two steps forward and said in a low voice. His expression was not so much angry as it was mixed with ups and downs.
"What do you want to say?" Sha Luo still did not relax his vigilance.
"Autumn is late, why do you miss me the most. Shaluo, although you went too far last time, I still can't bear to be angry with you."
"What? It was you who went too far last time, okay?" Sha Luo glared at him.
"Shaluo, you are the first woman to reject me. But..." There was an elegant smile on his lips, "Do you know that the more you are like this, the more you arouse my interest."
Sha Luo was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer. A waka that I had seen before suddenly appeared in my mind, and I couldn't help blurting out: "Spring begins on the flat ground, but the East Lord's intentions are delayed. The garden is full of fragrant flowers, so why bother with this branch."
Yuan Gaoming seemed quite surprised by her answer, holding a fan and chuckling: "I never thought my Shaluo would be so elegant."
"Who is your Shaluo! What do you want!" Her tone began to be bad.
"What's going on?" Yuan Gaoming waved the juniper fan in his hand, and lightly caught a falling maple leaf, "He Mao Shaluo, one day, you will obediently become my person."
Sha Luo immediately became angry, this man must be too confident.
"Yuan Gaoming, stop dreaming." She replied angrily.
"Really, then..." Yuan Gaoming shook his fan, and the maple leaf slowly fell. "Let's wait and see." After speaking, he turned around gracefully, and left slowly with a burst of astringent fragrance.
Sha Luo looked at his back and shook his head helplessly. How did he provoke this right minister.