"The flowers in the forest have withered their spring reds, too hastily, but the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening, and the rouge and tears make us drunk together. How long will it last? Naturally, life grows and hates the water."

Lu Chengfeng hurriedly drew these few words about the spring of Li Yu, the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty, on the small gilded carved rice paper.

Spring in Jinghua City seems to be passing very quickly.

I wonder if all the white plum blossoms all over the mountains and plains of Piyun Valley have faded?

"Zhui Feng, I want to go back to Biyun Valley."

Lu Chengfeng said sadly.

Zhui Feng knew that he had been feeling unhappy ever since he heard about the marriage.

Nine times out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory, and after young people realize the feeling of melancholy, they will begin to miss the innocent and carefree good times before.

Zhui Feng understood clearly and patted Lu Chengfeng's back gently. A pot of Taibai Fairy came out of nowhere. He looked deeply into Lu Chengfeng's eyes and said with a smile:

"How about getting drunk? After getting drunk, you forget everything."

Lu Chengfeng took the small white porcelain inlaid with silver pot specially made by Jiuxianju, raised his neck, drank it all in one breath, threw the small white porcelain with silver inlay on the table, wiped the corners of his mouth,

His eyes were already a little moist and he said:

"I still remember the first time I met the purple-clothed fairy at Jiuxianju. On that Lantern Festival night, we met by chance while viewing lanterns. At that time, I really believed that she had a brother in her family. Do you think I was stupid?

Easy to deceive?"

A sad smile appeared at the corner of Lu Chengfeng's mouth, he shook his head slightly and said:

"I'm really useless. Jinghua City is only so big. I haven't been able to find her after searching for so long, but she has always known about my whereabouts. I finally saw her for the second time, but I found her again."

I missed it. Until now, I don’t even know her name. I only know that she is the eldest lady of the Nanshi Street family."

Lu Chengfeng's eyes were hazy, intoxicated and full of pain, and he regretted it beyond measure.

After saying that, he spread out his right hand and reached out to Zhui Feng to ask for another pot of Taibai Xian.

As expected, Zhui Feng still had several pots of Taibai Fairy Brew hidden away. He hurriedly took out a pot from somewhere and handed it over, asking:

"Chengfeng, what are your plans for the future? Do you really want to marry Princess Gu Lun of the Northern Duan Kingdom?"

Lu Chengfeng said nothing and buried his head deeply in his arm.

Seeing this, Zhui Feng already knew the answer to his junior brother's final choice.

People in the world are always full of righteous words. Once it is their turn, how many people can really accept the impassioned words they talked about in the first place?

This seems to be a choice, but in fact there is no choice.

Just like a desperate man running in the dark, he was suddenly cornered in a corner of a desperate alley.

However, when the aggressive and desperate man took a closer look, he saw that the face was none other than himself.

I can only keep the painful pain in my heart, like holding a piece of ice in my chest, which can only slowly melt away on its own.

The green shirt was soaked, so I pretended not to be able to see it.

"Chengfeng, have you thought clearly? I just heard from Jin Buhuan, the steward of your palace, that the emperor has asked Qin Tianjian to confirm it. It is said to be the eighth day of February, which is an auspicious day, that is, the marriage between you and Princess Gu Lun of the North End Kingdom

There are only about ten days left before the big gift. Do you want to think about it again? Don't leave any regrets in your life."

Zhui Feng silently stared at Lu Chengfeng, who raised his jaw to drink. After a long time, he couldn't help but tell the news he had found out.

"The eighth day of February? The eighth day of February! There are only ten days left! I only have ten days left!"

When Lu Chengfeng heard this, he was struck by another five thunderbolts.

After all, escaping through alcohol is not an option. After sobering up, I'm afraid it will be even harder to face the reality that is so hard to accept.

Lu Chengfeng dropped the small white porcelain pot inlaid with silver and stumbled out the door.

Just as he ran to the door, he suddenly thought of something. He turned back and grabbed the small gilded and carved rice paper that had just been scrawled on the desk in the room. He carefully folded it in half and stuffed it into the Qiankun Guangxiu of his purple uniform.

middle.

After all, he stood outside the gate of Nanshi Street Tour Palace.

"Excuse me, please help me spread the word. Prince Mian Chengfeng on Xifu Road is here to pay his respects to the eldest lady of the You family."

Lu Chengfeng squeezed out a wry smile on his face, carefully put a smile on his face and said to the concierge of You Mansion.

He has always been a young and energetic person, and he has never had to act based on other people's faces.

However, everything about her at the moment made him feel like he was walking on thin ice, fearing that he would not be able to see the person he dreamed of.

The little porter bowed to him three times respectfully, but did not invite him to enter the mansion. Instead, he gently closed the wooden door of the You Mansion and said politely:

"Your Majesty, your Royal Highness, please wait here for a moment while Rong Xiao goes in first to pass on one or two."

In the past, Lu Chengfeng would definitely have felt that the little concierge's behavior was strange and contemptuous. However, today, he only felt anxious but without any intention of blaming him.

Presumably after leaving Miss You alone at Jiuxianju last time, she must have been angry at herself for being so incompetent?

Perhaps it was just the woman who was pretending to be reserved and shy? She wanted to deliberately defeat him? Lu Chengfeng had already seen Miss You's quirkiness, so it wouldn't be unusual if she deliberately exposed him.

Maybe, maybe it's just because their master You's family is too strict and doesn't allow his daughter to meet male guests at home and show her face?

Lu Chengfeng thought of Mr. You whom Brother You had mentioned last time, and felt relieved.

Then I thought about it, when Miss You, who was disguised as a woman and having a drunken meal with me in Jiuxianju, mentioned his romantic affair that was spread among the people, she couldn't help but feel nervous again.

Is she really angry with herself and will never pay attention to herself again?

Do you feel that he has an entanglement with Xuanji, Miss Qian and other brothel girls, so you are still jealous, and specifically told the concierge that if Lu Chengfeng comes to visit, he must not be allowed in?

What's more, as a major merchant in Jinghua City, Youfu is also one of the lantern craftsmen appointed by the palace. Maybe he is well-informed. Therefore, Miss You already knows that Lu Chengfeng wants to marry Bei Duan.

What about Princess Gu Lun?

The minutes and seconds that passed by seemed to be gnawing at his troubled heart.

He couldn't help but speculate in various ways, and the more he thought about it, the more negative he became.

He couldn't help but secretly push open the ajar door of You Mansion, and peered inside inexplicably.

Just as he was hesitating whether to sneak in sneakily while no one was around, he heard the little concierge call out crisply from behind:

"Your Highness, Your Highness!"

Lu Chengfeng, like a little thief who had been caught for doing something bad, tiptoed to stop the step he was about to take, shrunk his neck, paused, and pretended to be relaxed:

"Well, well, can I go in? Excuse me, where is the eldest lady?"

The little concierge looked dumbfounded. He waved his hand and pointed toward the door. Xuxu pointed to the door and said:

"Your Highness, it is inconvenient for the eldest lady to see guests today, please go back!"

"Is it inconvenient to see guests? Is she angry? Has she heard some rumors? Let me in, and I will explain it to her face to face! She must be really angry with me!"

Lu Chengfeng couldn't stop looking around inside the door, muttering to himself but refusing to go home.

The little concierge was in a dilemma, extremely embarrassed, and persuaded:

"Your Highness, please come back! Our eldest lady said she won't come out to see you! She also said..."

"What else did she say? Tell me quickly!"

Lu Chengfeng wildly shook the little concierge's frail body and shouted.

"She said that since she recognized the wrong person, it would be better not to meet him."

The little concierge was so helpless that he blurted out.

"Since I have recognized the wrong person, why not not meet her? She is saying that I have recognized the wrong person and she is not the girl I am looking for?"

Lu Chengfeng was asking and answering questions to himself, then suddenly he thought about it, that was wrong, and murmured to himself:

"No, what she means is that she has seen the wrong person! Since she has seen me wrongly, she might as well not see me again in the future!"

Lu Chengfeng understood the mystery of Miss You's words while talking to himself.

I must explain it clearly to her in person today!

Lu Chengfeng took advantage of the little concierge's inattention and gently passed him by, drifting into the gate of Youfu, running straight along the wisteria flower stand in the courtyard of Youfu.

But under the twists and turns of the flower stand, at a corner, a woman stood tall and tall.

Wearing a long flowing fairy dress with wide sleeves, it is still a light lilac-like purple. There is no jewelry decoration on the temples, just a simple bun with a blooming begonia flower stuck on it.

It was not the night of the Shangyuan Festival that day, but the man's fine attire finally restored Pingpingtingting's fairy-like appearance when we first met him.

On the winding flower stand, spring flowers are spread out, and the branches and leaves are swaying, which makes the beauty's back look more graceful and graceful, as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon.

For some reason, Lu Chengfeng saw the different dew and sadness in her slightly drooped shoulders, and saw that she was struggling in her heart at the moment, as heavy as a stone and unable to control herself.

The courtyard of this mansion of a famous businessman and wealthy businessman was originally a scene of spring, full of vitality, full of vitality among the flowers.

For some reason, Lu Chengfeng suddenly felt a sense of sadness and loss like late spring in this bustling scene.

Just like the prosperity that was in full bloom has come to an end, waiting for a night of east wind to turn into rain, it will be reduced to mud and crushed into dust, and the cruel rain and wind will blow it away in the current of the river.

After all the prosperity, there are involuntary devastation.

"The flowers in the forest have withered their spring reds, too hastily, but the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening, and the rouge and tears make us drunk together. How long will it last? Naturally, life grows and hates the water."

Lu Chengfeng couldn't help but chant slowly, his long-suppressed tone was already trembling, just like the afterglow of the setting sun, he must use the last remaining light to do his best to emit the most dazzling last ray.

bright.

He looked at that back infatuatedly, one, two, three...
Chapter completed!