As Jinguan City becomes more and more lively, the Gongyuan examination also comes to an end.

When Bo Shuliang saw Ye Qingcheng again, he really felt like he was in another world. There were so many rumors that he couldn't figure out what was true and what was false. The articles and lawsuits in his mind made him more and more confused and confused.

Ye Qingcheng made an appointment with Bo Shuliang to his wife's wife's teahouse. It was really difficult to speak face to face for a while, and the atmosphere became a bit awkward.

The sky was still bright, and the private room hidden among the green trees and red flowers had a special feeling of tranquility. Ye Qingcheng looked at Bo Shuliang, who was still a little dazed across from him, with a little guilt on his face, and smiled bitterly, "Brother Bo, I can't help you, some

I hid the matter from you and did not tell you the truth."

Bo Shuliang held the tea cup with both hands, with a look of surprise on his face. At this time, he slowly calmed down after hearing the words. Thinking of the rumors he had heard since leaving the Gongyuan, his mind was racing with thoughts, and he smiled bitterly, "This matter is really... shocking.

I was shocked, Brother Ye, it was so hard for you to hide this from me."

"I'm really sorry. This is something I can't do to you. I sincerely apologize to you and hope you can forgive me." Ye Qingcheng looked ashamed, looked at the unclear expression on Bo Shuliang's face, thought for a while and said

: "Brother Bo, you already know everything. We don't tell lies in front of others. I know I don't have any position to say anything. After all, I hurt Xuanhua first, but Xuanhua is the only love of my life."

I will never give up on those who have passed."

"I didn't expect that she was actually a princess..." Bo Shuliang's voice was a little sad, the smile at the corner of his mouth was slightly stiff, and the lingering sadness in his eyebrows added a bit of desolation.

It was like a dream. Although he knew in his heart that such a woman would never be of low origin, but... she was actually a princess, which still made Bo Shuliang very uneasy. He did not expect that one day he would fall in love with a princess. He raised his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him.

Ye Qingcheng felt more and more unhappy. The story between Ye Qingcheng and the eldest princess had long been known in the streets, but he still couldn't accept that this man was actually the elder brother he admired.

"You and I were in the same situation when we first met. I treated her as a little palace maid." Ye Qingcheng felt that things were really strange. There are many fates in this world, and they often have many similarities and similarities.

The beginning was a different ending.

Bo Shuliang looked at Ye Qingcheng with a complicated expression, "Brother Ye, since you are so passionate about the eldest princess, why did you hurt her again? A woman like her needs someone to take care of her. How can you bear it?"

"Yeah, how can I bear it?" Ye Qingcheng repeated, "People will always encounter all kinds of things in this life, and the things I encountered are really hard to describe. Brother Ye, can there be anyone in this life who is worthy of letting go?"

It is a very happy thing for you to protect the person, but it is a pity that I understood it too late, so it ended up like this. I have never resented Xuanhua, it was

I can't help her, whether she divorces her husband or remarries, I won't stop her, and I won't stop you from liking her. I just... just want to get her back, so I'm meeting you this time.

Please explain this matter clearly and you don’t have to worry. Let’s compete fairly. I also hope to compete in this competition and truly marry Xuanhua home.”

Bo Shuliang was shocked. He originally thought that Ye Qingcheng was here to persuade him to quit, but who knew it was not the case and actually asked him to compete fairly.

"Brother Ye, actually I..."

"You don't have to worry. I, Ye Qingcheng, a manly man, will never do anything behind your back. I already feel guilty for deliberately approaching you before. Just rest assured about what happens next. Neither I nor my son will do anything to you."

What?" Ye Qingcheng said seriously, looking at Bo Shuliang's face, and said word by word: "Brother Bo, I appreciate your character and that's why I made friends with you. Xuanhua is a very good woman, if she is resentful towards me

too deep to

If you are willing to forgive me, then I would rather the person she chooses is you. At least I know that you are sincerely good to her and have no other purpose. Moreover, feelings require equal contributions from both parties, not an exchange of interests.

This is unfair to Xuanhua. I have already made a mistake once, so I don’t want Xuanhua to fall twice on the same emotional road. Brother Bo, if you treat me as a brother, just put aside your scruples and let’s compete happily.

No matter if you win or lose, there will be no regrets."

Although Bo Shuliang was a scholar, he was filled with enthusiasm because of these words. He laughed and said: "What Brother Ye said is that it is rare to know each other in life. I really like the princess very much. How can I be deterred because of her identity? I am a man.

How can a real man be afraid of what others say and refuse his virtuous wife from the door? It is really pedantic. With Brother Ye's words, the younger brother suddenly became enlightened, and he will certainly live up to his teachings."

Ye Qingcheng felt quite uncomfortable listening to Bo Shuliang's words, but he had to say that Bo Shuliang was a somewhat passionate scholar, which suited him quite well. It was enough to have a confidant in life, and having such a love rival was considered a match.

After drinking a small pot of wine slowly, the two of them talked more. Bo Shuliang's drunken eyes were blurry. He looked at Ye Qingcheng and lost his previous awe, and said: "You said you are really stupid. You can lose such a good wife."

Well, if I coax you hard, you still can’t do it.”

"Yeah, I'm stupid." Ye Qingcheng was also a little drunk, looking up at the bright moon outside the window, "Sauvignon Blanc, in my heart, beauty is like a flower in the clouds. Sauvignon Blanc is heart-breaking, I still feel like looking in the mirror in the morning makeup

Pity... I feel sorry for my wife, I hope my wife will return to my heart, I feel lovesickness in half a step, but I will regret it for a lifetime..."

Ye Qingcheng felt sadness welling up in his heart. He spat out the words in disjointed words, which were all incomprehensible. However, Bo Shuliang felt quite sad when he heard this, with a hint of melancholy. He looked sideways at Ye Qingcheng's handsome eyebrows.

The unstoppable sadness in his eyes suddenly reminded him that every time he saw the eldest princess, she always had a touch of melancholy between her eyebrows, like a mist that could not be cleared all year round, becoming more and more hazy.

It's hard to put down.

"Brother Ye, you are actually the luckiest man in the world." A faint sigh escaped from Bo Shuliang's throat. You are lucky, because her brows are only lightly knitted for you, and her sadness is only because of you.

Existence, everything about her is more real because of your existence.

"What did you say?" Ye Qingcheng didn't hear clearly and turned to look at Bo Shuliang. Under the light, Bo Shuliang looked like the white-faced scholar in the storybook, with red lips, white teeth, and a unique character.

Bo Shuliang smiled lightly, "It's nothing, I mean it's getting late and I should go back."

"Let's stay here tonight. There are extra rooms here. The list will be released in the next few days, so we don't have to run back and forth." Ye Qingcheng said while still somewhat awake.

"No, the night is just right, it's time to take a stroll home." Bo Shuliang stood up, his steps staggered a bit, but he could still walk steadily, with a pink color on his face, and the wine on his head added more luster to his face.

Ye Qingcheng couldn't force him to stay, so he sent him out personally. The two of them walked all the way to the door and waved goodbye.

Looking at Bo Shuliang's back walking further and further away, Ye Qingcheng was blown by the cold wind, and gradually woke up from the alcohol. The moon was on the willow branches, but he was not sleepy at all. He climbed up on the roof, took out a flute from his sleeve, and put it to his lips.

It whimpered and blew, it was the Sauvignon Blanc.

Sauvignon Blanc...Sauvignon Blanc...The branches are full of red, and the branches are full of green. I am tired of the rain and getting up late, and the shadows of the flowers in the leisure garden are moving. I recall the time of return and count the time of return. Although I dreamed that I saw each other more often, I knew when we met.

You never know when we will meet... When the wind reached this point, Ye Qingcheng felt that his eyes were misty with tears. The greatest emptiness in life was that we had not met again.

Only one street away from Xuanhua, you may hear my heartfelt voice calling you to come back.

******

"Who doesn't want to sleep so late at night and plays a disturbing flute?" Aunt Jiang was about to close the window with anger on her face, but the eldest princess was disturbed by the sound of the flute just after she fell asleep.

She woke up again, so Grandma Jiang was particularly annoyed.

"Mommy." The eldest princess called out, got off the bed and walked quickly to the window, listening carefully to the sound of the flute, and was speechless for a moment.

Aunt Jiang looked at the expression on the eldest princess's face and asked uneasily, "Princess, what's wrong with you? It's getting late. You can go to bed. The old slave has closed the window for you, so I can't disturb you."

"

"Mommy, don't you think the sound of this flute is familiar to you?" the eldest princess said suddenly, her face still a little sleepy and a little stunned, and her slightly hoarse voice added a bit of sadness.

Aunt Jiang listened carefully again, but she had no impression, so she said, "I don't understand this, I don't remember hearing it."

"Mommy, have you forgotten when he played the flute across the wall and broke off our relationship with me?" The eldest princess will never forget the sound of the flute that night in her life. He came back with his beautiful wife, but he wanted to break off the engagement with her.

, it is this Sauvignon Blanc that is blowing through the wall.

What a contradictory person. She said she wanted to break off the engagement, but she played it with love and affection. It was this song that made her decide to marry as an equal wife. Unexpectedly, after so many years, she finally heard this song again.

Song, looking back on the past, I don’t know whether to cry or laugh, whether to leave or stay.

Aunt Jiang stopped talking. When the princess said this, she remembered what an injustice she had done.

"...Remembering the date of return, counting the date of return. Although we see each other frequently in dreams, we know when we will meet..." Xuanhua murmured in a low voice, but his eyebrows were full of wet marks. You and I will spend our whole lives knowing when we will meet, but can we still do it?

Are there days when we know each other and stay together? "If you don't believe in the storm, the water chestnut branches are weak, and the moon dew will teach you the fragrance of osmanthus leaves. It's pointless to miss lovesickness, it's just madness to be melancholy..." Xuanhua lowered his eyes and smiled, his eyes were slightly red, this was regarded as his own

What?

"Close the window, Nanny." Xuanhua frowned, turned and left.
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