Shen Ming was a little nervous, he was looking forward to it.

Dong Xinyue led him to sit down, poured a cup of tea.

"Shen Gongzi is very literary and extraordinary."

Dong Xinyue said calmly, with a smile on her cold face, her hair was like a waterfall, her pink neck was like a cloud, and her cheeks were like snow.

"Xing, the people are bitter. Death, the people suffer.

She muttered, remembering her life experience, living in a foreign land, deep in the red dust, and not knowing where the road was going, and losing her mind for a while.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Shen Ming staring at him, and his cheeks couldn't help but redden.

found an excuse and started the topic:

"The concubine also wants Shen Gongzi to keep a poem today, so that I can sing it."

Singers and singers will climb to the literati and scholars, and seek to sing praises, which can not only increase their own fame, but also make the singers famous, which is a win-win thing.

Although Dong Xinyue didn't care about these things, in a hurry, she just wanted to get this topic to hide her embarrassment.

"Poetry again? I can't remember a few! Shen Ming took it seriously, only to feel a headache.

Dong Xinyue saw that Shen Ming lowered her eyebrows and was silent, just as the other party was unwilling, and did not force it, and did not take it to heart at all.

Come to the guzheng and sweep the strings.

"The concubine plays a song as a princess."

She is a well-known piano artist in Fudu, and her jade fingers are plucked, and the sound of the piano sounds like a heavenly sound, which fascinates Shen Ming.

In this piano sound, there is a deep emotion, and the more Shen Ming listens to it, the more moved he becomes.

I can't help but think of my parents, relatives, hometown...

He has been in this world for more than a year, and he often wakes up in the middle of the night when there is no one around.

I tried to turn on the bedside lamp, and I touched it for a long time before I realized the fact that I had crossed.

At this time, loneliness and hesitation will devour itself like a beast that chooses to devour people.

He was always a lonely soul and did not belong to this world.

Unconsciously, it's a song.

Shen Ming only felt as if his soul had been washed, and he was a lot more relaxed.

"The song that Miss Dong just played is really lingering and intoxicating."

"Are you also thinking about your hometown and your relatives?"

Dong Xinyue was stunned for a moment when she heard Shen Ming's words.

Others say that they are superb in the piano, not like the mortal world, like immortals playing music, can forget their worries.

But she never thought that every time she stroked the piano, all she thought about was her hometown, the frost and snow, her mother's smile, her father's strong back, her brother and sister who loved her, and the wooden house with curling smoke.

Although the life is poor, it is happy and fulfilling.

No one has ever heard of these things, until today, when I met Shen Ming.

Bosom friend was rare, Dong Xinyue got up and bowed deeply to Shen Ming.

He opened the door again and called the maid

: "Que'er, you go and get some wine, I want to drink with Shen Gongzi."

Que'er was stunned for a while, although she had doubts in her heart, she still nodded obediently.

My own lady never drinks with others, what's wrong today?

When he brought the wine, he secretly glanced at Shen Ming, he was handsome and heroic, he was really a good skin, and his cheeks couldn't help but turn red.

Hurriedly brought them tight, and the little heart fluttered.

......

Hu Yanjue is the son of Yanzhou Tongzhi, born handsome, and his bearing is also extraordinary, with some conceit.

I don't usually come to places like Suxue Pavilion.

Since I saw Dong Xinyue by accident, I can't forget it.

Enchanted.

Since then, he has tried to pursue and has become a frequent visitor to Suxue Pavilion.

Cao Zhiling, who was known as the first genius in Fudu, pressed himself every day, and now that the other party has entered the capital, it is a good time to take the opportunity to win Dong Xinyue.

He was fully prepared, although his writing was not good, but he was sincere, but he didn't want to be rejected again today.

was already in a bad mood, sitting in the private room and drinking stuffy wine, but I heard that Dong Niangzi didn't see herself, but saw another person.

He was working on his business yesterday, and when he returned to Shanglongcheng today, he came to Suxue Pavilion and didn't recognize Shen Ming.

With the strength of the wine, he brought the guards, and he wanted to find Shen Ming's trouble, and asked the Dong lady why he treated himself so coldly!

Under the support of a group of guards, Hu Yanjue's steps were messy, and he came to the stairs when he saw it.

Seeing it, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, knowing his family's background, he didn't dare to slack off:

"Where is Mr. Hu going?" The villain is here to show you the way.

"That's fine! I'm looking for that Shen Ming, I want to teach a lesson, and you can take me to Dong Niangzi's boudoir!

Hu Yanjue spewed wine in his mouth, but he wasn't really drunk.

This is just this three-point wine, wanting to do the usual timid trip.

How could the little guy let him come nonsense, but he was helpless, so he had to persuade him.

Although Hu Yanjue knew that Su Xue Pavilion was an official camp, he also let it out today, so he immediately ordered the guards next to him to make a move, and pushed the little guy to stumble.

was about to break in, but was stopped by a group of people, who immediately shouted angrily:

"Who are you! Dare to stand in my way! I know that my father is a Yanzhou Tongzhi, aren't you afraid of death!

As soon as Hu Yanjue thought about this, the other party would retreat, but he didn't want to be the tall young man at the head, who was born with stiff facial features and sharp outlines.

There was no fear at all, and with an order, the guards around him directly showed their weapons and aggressively surrounded their group.

"My brother is acting in the attic, what are you? He deserves to be in trouble with him!

Po Erba said coldly, without any scruples. Xilan people are the most bold, they will do it if they are not satisfied, and they will not agree with each other, it is just a common thing.

But how could Su Xue Pavilion ever see such a battle formation? It's a mess!

"You dare to threaten me with a knife? Good! Good! I won't let you leave Yanzhou easily!

Hu Yanjue's face was cold, and he gritted his teeth and said, obviously hateful.

The scar-faced man on the side, although he did not carry a mace in his hand, also showed his long knife and sneered:

"Your father is a high-ranking official? It's amazing! Scholar, do you know who the person in front of you is?

At this moment, another voice came, elegant and majestic:

"Yanjue, you are so foolish here, what do you look like!"

As soon as everyone's eyes moved, they saw a handsome elder, supported by several warriors, slowly walking towards them.

It was Xiao Jing.

He knew what he had done last night, and he also determined that Shen Ming, who wrote the poem, was Shen Ming who was going to go to Beijing to face the saint.

Xiao Jing didn't have much on weekdays, and when he learned that Shen Ming was still in the city and would come to Suxue Pavilion at night, he planned to have a chance encounter.

He made a point of investigating what the boy had done in the North.

I wanted to see Shen Ming even more.

As soon as I arrived here, I saw the scene in front of me.

Xiao Jing walked over and saluted to Po Erba first;

"Meet His Royal Highness Prince Xilan!"

"Your Royal Highness!" When Hu Yanjue saw Xiao Jing, it was like seeing a cat and a mouse, and his arrogance was extinguished.

Besides, the one who clashed with him was actually the prince of the Xilan Khanate, and he had threatened the other party!

This cold sweat knocked through the clothes. He is not stupid, and now he is in turmoil, afraid that his behavior today will affect his father's career.

"In front of the public, I was jealous for a singer, and I almost started to do it! You're really angry! Don't go back with me! "

Xiao Jing and his subordinates know that they are friends, and they take care of Hu Yanjue.

It's just a pity that his subordinates are good officials, but they teach such heirs, and it will be difficult to do anything in the future.

He apologized to Po Erba again, and left with Hu Yanjue.

On the way, he taught him a good lesson again, and told him about Shen Ming, telling him not to provoke Shen Ming in the future, nor to go to Dong Xinyue again.

The more Hu Yanjue listened, the more shocked he became, he said, what kind of character is Shen Ming? There is contempt.

Now I hear Xiao Jing say, he is only sixteen years old, much younger than himself, and he has repeatedly performed miraculous feats and wants to go to Beijing to face the saint.

I was only glad in my heart, glad that I didn't have a fight with it!

Jiang Laohan thought that the double reversal would fight, and he was covering Man'er's eyes, preparing to watch a good show by himself.

I don't want to see it as well.

Po Erba also returned to the banquet at this time and continued to drink with Jiang Laohan.

Zhang Lu, who has been watching from the sidelines, broke out in a cold sweat again! This Shen Ming is actually the sworn brother of the prince of the Xilan Khanate!

Fortunately, I was smart, and I came over today to make amends, otherwise...

......

Suxue attic downstairs is lively, but in Dong Xinyue's warm pavilion, it is peaceful.

Shen Ming and Dong Xinyue drank each other and listened to her talk about her hometown.

Every year during the Spring Festival, her parents always prepare a new dress for her.

My brother was good at hunting, and when she was six years old, he gave her a rabbit and was happy for many days.

My sister loves herself the most, and if she has good food, she keeps it for herself first.

Then came the military disaster, although it was not as good as the Battle of Xiaojiaohe seventy years ago.

is just a small friction, and Dong Xinyue's family is ruined.

Only his life was left, lingering in this foreign land, talking and drinking.

The tears could not be stopped.

Shen Ming listened carefully, and he also missed his hometown.

Unconsciously, late at night.

Dong Xinyue was drunk, buried her head on the table, and slept deeply.

Shen Ming looked at her, she was only less than twenty years old, and she felt a little distressed, and she had no previous thoughts.

It's time to leave.

I remembered that she had asked for a poem from herself before, and my mind turned, and I remembered a poem and revised it slightly.

So he took paper and ink, and wrote it down.

picked up Dong Xinyue, put it on the bed, and covered it with a quilt.

Gently pushed open the door and left, without stopping.

............

Early the next morning.

It rained overnight and the weather was cold.

Dong Xinyue opened her eyes, her eyes were confused, but they were still thrillingly beautiful.

What happened last night? Why is she lying in bed?

As soon as I remember, I remember.

Dong Xinyue hadn't gone through the personnel yet, and when she thought of the lonely man and widow last night, her face turned red and hot.

I didn't see Shen Ming again, and she felt a little miserable in her heart, she heard other sisters say that men are ruthless men, and they won't cherish them if they succeed.

"Could it be... Is Shen Gongzi like this?

Thinking of this, Dong Xinyue's heart was even more bitter, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"Miss, you're awake!"

Que'er used a jade basin to get some hot water, and when she came in, she saw that her young lady was awake, so she stepped forward to serve.

"Shen... What about Shen Gongzi? Dong Xinyue's face was still hot, and she asked lightly.

"Shen Gongzi left last night, and before leaving, he specially instructed the slave maid to take care of the young lady." Que'er said crisply:

"Miss, you drank too much last night, and Que'er really couldn't lift it, so I didn't change your pajamas."

Dong Xinyue lifted the futon and saw that her clothes were intact, and the unbearable things she thought had not happened.

The fairy-like face turned even redder, and he secretly scolded himself for thinking about something.

At that moment, under the service of magpie, I got up.

Outside the window, the autumn rain continued, a bleak scene, Dong Xinyue felt a little cold, wanted to add a piece of clothing, turned his head, and saw the paper on the table, which was pressed by Zhenyu.

Curious, he walked over and picked it up.

The handwriting on the paper was obviously left by Shen Ming, and the first word was written.

Dong Xinyue read carefully:

"The rain is murmuring outside the curtain, and the autumn is beautiful."

"Luo Ji is not tolerant of the five colds. In my dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for joy. "

Alone, don't rely on the railing, remember your hometown."

"It's easier said than done, it's hard to see. Flowing water and flowers go in spring, heaven and earth. The

voice is cold, and the tone is frustrating, just like a pearl falling on a jade plate.

A tear fell on Zhang, scattering the handwriting.

"Miss, don't get cold, add more clothes." Que'er had already taken a snow-white robe and called her young lady.

But there was no movement.

"Miss! Miss? How do you pull? ...... Why is the young lady crying! Que'er was flustered for a while, and she didn't know what was wrong with Dong Xinyue.

And this fairy-like beauty couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes at this time, and her voice was choked:

"Que'er, where has Shen Gongzi gone?"

"Que'er, take me to find Shen Gongzi!"

The wind and rain outside the window are endless, and the banana leaves are swaying scatteredly.

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