After all, it rained down in the gloomy sky.

Not big, but very detailed.

Like silk thread.

The drizzle drifts with the gusts of autumn wind.

A few strands fell on Zhongli Ruoshui's brows.

It's a little cold.

So it was cold in her heart.

She suddenly shivered. Lin Xueer had already taken a snow-white cloak, stood behind her, put it on her shoulders, and said nervously:

"Miss...why, why don't you go back to your room and sit down?"

Zhongli Ruoshui shook her head, and she was still watching the autumn rain, "You go down first, ask the kitchen to stew two bird's nests, prepare for lunch, Chen An should be back soon."

Lin Xueer lowered her head and bowed, "I'll go now."

She retreated.

Zhongli Ruoshui closed his cloak, but he didn't seem to feel much warmth.

Because even if you wear a sable fur, you can warm your body and not warm your cold heart.

Zhongli Ruoshui looked up and looked at the increasingly gray sky in the rain.

An autumn rain and a coolness.

The weather changed so quickly that it turned out that the autumnal equinox was approaching... The next one was the cold dew, and it would be winter soon.

When winter begins, it’s time to snow.

It’s snowing... When the earth is covered with silver, I might just leave.

Chen'an is still here.

He might warm a glass of wine in this pavilion, and he would be saddened by his departure.

But time is the best medicine in the world.

It will eventually heal all this.

Perhaps one or two years later, Chen An walked out of this sadness and started his new life.

He and Ning Chuchu will be sitting in this pavilion.

The wine remains the same.

People are still the same.

The lotus flowers in the lotus pond will bloom again and the fish will grow again.

It’s just that there is a tomb full of grass and a few wild flowers blooming on Shuiyun Mountain or on Taohua Mountain in Guangling City.

"what's on your mind?"

Ning Chuchu seemed to feel the faint sadness of Zhongli Ruoshui. She asked again, "Did you hide something from me?"

Zhongli Ruoshui's mouth raised, and the smile on his face bloomed like a flower.

"Nothing happened!"

"Your rain..."

Zhongli Ruoshui pointed to the rain outside the pavilion, "I'm thinking, people often say that spring rain is as expensive as oil, so what about this autumn rain?"

Without waiting for Ning Chuchu to answer, she said again:

"In the eyes of literati, this autumn rain is poetry, painting, melancholy, or... an umbrella, two people, standing by the lake, snuggling each other."

"I was thinking, if there was such an autumn rain on the banks of Huaping Lake at this time, it would be very beautiful."

Ning Chuchu was stunned, "You have lived in Guangling City for a few years. Have you never seen the Painted Screen Lake in the autumn rain?"

Zhongli Ruoshui withdrew his gaze and a smile appeared on his face, but the smile was filled with a hint of regret.

"You don't believe it. Actually, I was in the Taohua Mountain Villa for those years I was in Guangling City, and at most I was on that Taohua Mountain."

"Of course I have visited Guangling City, but it's like a quick look."

"I have been to the autumn of Huaping Lake, but there is no such rain. Instead, it is a time when the autumn is clear and cool."

Zhongli Ruoshui's words dispel Ning Chuchu's doubts. Ning Chuchu thought that Zhongli Ruoshui had lived in Guangling City for a longer time, and Zhongli's mansion was also in Guangling City.

Such autumn rain is already melancholy, and she may be missing her home.

"If you stay in Kyoto without any fun, you can come to the palace to find me as often as before!"

Zhongli Ruoshui shook his head and looked at Ning Chuchu, "You are wrong. You should be leaving the palace more in the future. When you come here, chat with Chen'an more!"

Ning Chuchu's face turned red, she lowered her head slightly, pondered for a moment and nodded, "You, if you really don't mind, I will come often."

She looked up at Zhongli Ruoshui again, her eyes no longer wandered or dodged, as if she had made up her mind about this:

"I have to go back to the palace first."

"What's the hurry? It's not too late to leave after lunch, Chen An may be back soon."

"I, I want to meet the prince's brother."

The girl's heart was a little anxious, so she naturally had no mood to stay for food.

She really wants to hear the opinions of the prince brother, and of course, she also wants the prince brother to meet Li Chenan-

In this way, the prince will feel at ease.

This will be more beneficial for Li Chen'an to stay in Beijing...

After all, Zhiyuan has been quietly visited the Duke of Huai. If Duke of Huai really has a way to let Li Chenan stand in that temple... If he and the prince's brother can become friends, this is undoubtedly the best!

He is good.

I'm fine too!

Ning Chuchu got up, carefully looked at Zhongli Ruoshui, and suddenly said a blessing to Zhongli Ruoshui with her princess body!

This scared Zhongli Ruoshui.

But she said very seriously: "Whether I have that life or not...we are all sisters!"

"You are sister, I am sister!"

...

...

In Sun Tuozi's small yard, Xiao Wu was chopping firewood.

He had already chopped a lot of firewood and seemed to have no intention of stopping.

Sun Tiejie was standing under the eaves with his back hut, just like Xiao Wu chopping firewood. After a long time, he turned around and the slight autumn rain in the courtyard.

Raindrops had already fallen on the eaves, falling on the bluestone slabs, or on the cluster of banana leaves, making a ticking sound.

It suddenly turned colder that day.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, it will be difficult for Kyoto to get warmer again.

The New Year is afraid of Mid-Autumn Festival and the moon is afraid of half a month. After Mid-Autumn Festival, it is not far from the New Year, and it is not too far from the first snow in Kyoto...

He went to the Marquis' Mansion today and has only been back soon.

He had met Mrs. Fan, who said he would meet Li Chenan this afternoon.

As for Miss Third’s illness, there is no such thing for the time being!

This means to conceal Li Chenan?

Maybe it's right.

But with the personality of Miss Third, will she tell Li Chenan?

Sun Tiexian doesn't know.

He just didn't want the third lady to die like this.

The only medicine to treat Miss Third Miss was less than those two, and the rest were prepared. As long as you get the two medicines from Zhenbao Pavilion in the palace, Miss Third could live another two or three years.

Two or three years is very short.

But I can do a lot of things in two or three years, such as... leaving behind her and Li Chenan's children!

A sharp light suddenly appeared in Sun Tiexian's slightly narrowed old eyes!

He withdrew his gaze and walked to Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu did not chop down the axe in his hand, and the grandson and the grandson looked at each other.

"Have you learned how to treat the third lady I taught you?"

Sun Tiexian gestured and said.
To be continued...