"Am I really so scary that you dare not get close to me?" Duan Xinrong moved her clear eyes to the color of begonia flowers again, her eyes dim and dull, and asked movingly.

After hearing this, Ge Guanting sat down quickly, shook his head and said, "No, Rong... Her Highness the Princess is so approachable, which surprised me a lot." After saying that, he scratched his forehead in a silly manner, hehe.

A smile.

Duan Xinrong's clear eyes suddenly became sad, as if she thought of some sad things in the past, and she said quietly: "As a princess, everyone is afraid of me, afraid that I will kill them if I get angry, but I am not aloof.

My father, only brother Yu Deng dares to get close to me and care for me like a sister..."

Ge Guanting was dejected by what she said. He was not surprised why she would express her feelings to a scholar whom she had just met. He just felt that she was the little girl who said goodbye to him back then.

His eyes carved his own face.

"I made you laugh. Master, please don't treat me as a princess tonight. I am also a lover of flowers. Just call me Xin Rong or Ronger. What should I call you?" Duan Xinrong temporarily suppressed her sadness and made up her mind.

Xinxin asked softly.

Ge Guanting's heart was filled with joy. He opened his mouth, his eyes full of astonishment, and thought repeatedly in his heart: "Rong'er, could it be that it's really Rong'er..."

The joy in his starry eyes flashed quickly, and his smile gradually froze at the corners of his lips, as if he was hesitating about something. After a long time, he responded: "Guanting...just call me Guanting."

....”

Duan Xinrong's sharp clear eyes seemed to catch something in his hesitant eyes. Her original expression of expectation turned into cold eyes in an instant, but soon the coldness flashed with unwillingness, and she bit her lip with her jade teeth.

, slowly asked: "What's your last name?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Duan Xinrong stared at Ge Guanting with her clear eyes, revealing a complex look of scrutiny and questioning.

Ge Guanting hesitated for a while before responding: "My surname is Ge..."

Duan Xinrong's beautiful face flashed with joy, and she murmured to herself: "Ge Guanting...Ge Guanting..."

Ge Guanting changed the topic and said warmly: "What a beautiful woman, so charming, with a bright and shining beauty. This sentence came to mind when I first met the princess. It is very appropriate."

Duan Xinrong ignored it and asked tentatively: "Is Mr. Ge from Qilu?"

He asked a question, but was interrupted by Ge Guanting, who said angrily: "Go, you dead rat, you are so hungry that you won't even let go of flowers."

The three pots of gorgeous crabapple flowers on the stone table were bitten to pieces, the petals were withered, and the leaves were withered. It was shocking. Duan Xinrong followed Ge Guanting's gaze in confusion, but she didn't look angry. Instead, her expression was gloomy.

And the culprit hamster, the little amber, was biting a pink petal. It squinted its blue eyes and walked toward Ge Guanting. It staggered like a drunk man shaking his head.

It's so funny that you can't help but laugh.

With a "pop" sound, Xiao Hu fell down on the table. Ge Guanting couldn't help but smile bitterly. He stood up hastily and bowed towards Duan Xinrong.

He said apologetically: "The domestic animals are ignorant and destroyed the princess's crabapple. If the princess wants to be blamed and punished, Xiaosheng will never complain at all."

Duan Xinrong was originally curious about this little hamster, and did not have the fear and disgust of insects and mice that her daughter's family had, but when she heard what Ge Guanting said, she felt displeased.

Then, she smiled and said: "Why should I blame it? I said there will be no princess tonight." After that, she looked at the little hamster sleeping leisurely and soundly on the table, her smile temporarily faded, and she said sadly: "Flowers have their destiny."

, since the destination of these three crabapple flowers is the little mice you raised, then why does the crabapple rely on its own aloofness and reject it thousands of miles away."

There was a meaning in these words, and Ge Guanting, who felt guilty, suddenly realized what he meant. He put the little hamster into his sleeves and frowned: "The princess has her own reasons, but there is no destination for flowers and mice. Now that Begonia has

Xiaosheng feels extremely guilty, so he will try his best to restore Princess Begonia's beautiful scene." After saying that, he bowed to Duan Xinrong and said: "Today, thanks to the princess for not giving up, Xiaosheng has a heart-to-heart relationship with Xiaosheng. This is a great honor for Xiaosheng, but it's too late here, and I am alone.

If a widowed girl stays alone in the same courtyard for too long, she will inevitably be criticized by others, so I will leave first."

Duan Xinrong naturally refused to agree. She watched the stubborn and stubborn young man leave with a sense of sadness: "Half makeup and half makeup, the plum makeup has faded and the flowers have fallen asleep. The autumn night dawn is full of sleep, and I don't know the heart of Tong.

Is it Haitang? 'Brother Ge Yin, it's been almost ten years. Since you have guessed that I am Ronger, why don't you want to recognize me? Is it the identity of this princess that you care about?"

The petals of the crabapple on the table were actually soaked in two drops of tears, and they were still pink and beautiful.

The dew is deeper and heavy, the autumn moon is like frost, the silence is boundless, and there is only one person sitting empty by the window.

"Zhizhi"

The hamster Xiao Hu suddenly woke up and stood on the window lattice extremely happy. He would also spin and jump with one rat leg. Ge Guanting felt that the only sound left was Xiao Hu's cry inside and outside the house.

Ge Guanting was so angry that he couldn't help but throw the mouse at it. The shadow of the mouse and the brush fell out of the window and disappeared. He spat: "You are pretending to sleep in front of Ronger because you are afraid of being scolded by me, right? I know you want to help me.

You don’t want me to recognize her, but your terrible method will only make her more sad. People who cherish flowers always love flowers as much as life, aren’t you stabbing her in the heart?"

I don't know when a little mouse appeared at the window lattice. This little mouse was holding the brush that Ge Guanting had just used to smash it with both hands. The two long whiskers on the mouse's face were raised, and with a deep smile, it stepped lightly.

, walked up to Ge Guanting, with the intention of offering him a pen to please him.

Ge Guanting took the brush and smiled helplessly. He didn't know why since he became the companion of this mouse, his originally soft and docile temper became extremely irritable and moody. Sometimes he felt that this little hamster was very spiritual.

Even if it didn't help, he could only break his teeth and swallow it.

His heart skipped a beat as he seemed to have thought of something. Golden light pills condensed on the fingertips of his left and right fingers and moved toward his temples. The light pills were absorbed into his brain in an instant. There was another world in his mind. There was a small

The young self stood in the state of mind space, and a golden light curtain unfolded in front of his eyes like a scroll.

What appears in the light curtain is that he is sitting on the eaves, while Duan Xinrong is enjoying the harmonious and magnificent scene of Begonia flowers in the yard.

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The dark night gradually disappears, and the dawn light is quietly awakening the sleeping creatures.

A door was pushed open, and the first person to cross the threshold was not a handsome young man, but a hamster with half a big hand. It narrowed its blue eyes and crossed the threshold like a ball. It finally stood up straight.

The rat body, however, made a "snap" sound and fell asleep on the ground, motionless.

Then the black sole of a boot crushed it. The moment he was about to step on it, his leg floated for a while, moved a few angles, and landed firmly on the ground.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..."

The hamster's little tail was held between the fingers of the yellow-red boy, and he kept barking. Finally, perhaps because he was tired of barking, his screams became weak and extremely perfunctory.

Ge Guanting, who was catching rats with his bare hands, stretched, opened his mouth, and let out a long yawn. He gently held a scroll in his right hand, looked at the scroll and smiled inexplicably.

"Donor Ge got up so early, he must have slept well last night." Guan Xin came over with his hands behind his back and said happily.

Ge Guanting put the scroll behind his back, covered his mouth and yawned again. However, because he yawned repeatedly and his eyes were filled with mist, he forced to suppress the tiredness coming from the deep eyelids and deliberately stretched his eyes to make himself look abnormal. He felt a little more energetic, but his mind did not feel sleepy, but his body was very honest. Another yawn came to his mouth and nose involuntarily. He covered his mouth and replied: "Guanting's concentration is not as good as the Buddhist masters' devotion to the Buddha." , you can insist on waking up in the morning and reciting it every day. If every scholar can do this, there will be no need to worry about the boundless sea of ​​learning and the endless dream of career."

Guanxin listened attentively and agreed: "What the donor said makes sense, because whether you are a Buddhist disciple or a Confucian Taoist, the word "diligence" is inseparable from it."

Ge Guanting nodded frequently and said: "The work is accomplished by hard work, but wasteful by play; the success is achieved by thinking, and the failure is caused by following."

The two of them walked through the path paved with lotus slates in the temple. Soldiers in armor worked in groups of four, pushing carts filled with yellow flowers. The bright yellow flowers made people look at them. Feeling relaxed and happy.

Although Guan Xin felt relaxed and happy about the yellow flowers on the cart, she still couldn't control her curiosity and wondered: "What are these? They look really beautiful."

A soldier who was patrolling and guiding the soldiers heard the sound and turned his head to look over. Out of politeness, he immediately rushed forward and patiently explained to Guan Xin: "This little master doesn't know something. These are all forgotten things that can be taken internally." Worry grass has the effect of soothing the mind and improving eyesight, strengthening the body and refreshing the mind, and is more beneficial to women's beauty. Everyone knows that Princess Xinrong of Dali Kingdom loves flowers as much as her life, and is known as a nymphomaniac."

Hearing this, Ge Guanting looked slightly gloomy. Thinking of Xiao Hu biting the Begonia flower last night, he wondered how sad Duan Xinrong must be. He lowered his head and remained silent. He only listened to the soldier continue to say: "But in this life, Princess He dislikes taking medicine the most, but he is willing to take the sweet and cool forgetwort. Therefore, General Yu goes to the Jiangnan area of ​​Song Dynasty every year to buy a large amount of forgetwort to please the princess. It’s not... waiting until this The blooming season of forget-me-nots was about to pass, and the general knew that the princess was staying at Chongsheng Temple for seven days to pay homage to His Majesty, so he asked the children to send it specially for the masters in the temple to enjoy it together."
Chapter completed!