Chapter seven hundred and sixty-two self-invitation letter
Walking into the small and quiet Yinshe courtyard and walking on the secluded path covered with snow-white goose eggs, Gong Yueyue couldn't help but take out her soft white hands wrapped in the satin cotton stove cover and happily said to Po Li: "I
I only heard about it in the past, but today I saw it and it is indeed a good place. All the spiritual energy of the West Lake has gathered here."
Quietly looking at a towering and handsome tree in the courtyard, Gong Yueyue felt that all the cells in her body were immersed in the literary spirit of pen and ink. She couldn't help but walk forward slowly, reaching out and gently touching the mottled trees in the room.
Brown bark.
Lin'an's icy cold wind, condensed with water mist, blew past the tall branches of the trees, making a rustling sound inadvertently.
Gong Yueyue stood quietly under the light green leaves, letting the little bits of light that missed the branches and leaves shine on her white cheeks. The wonderful feeling of tranquility and leisure made her involuntarily close her eyes, and she suddenly stood with her face raised.
Suddenly, she heard bursts of laughter coming from behind her. The laughter was so free and hearty that she could clearly hear it was a woman. Gong Yueyue wondered in her heart: "Who is this!? How could such a quiet and good place be opened by a woman?"
With her being so noisy."
She was thinking secretly in her heart, and suddenly a voice came from her ears: "Fourth Princess!" Gong Yueyue felt even more confused. She lightly raised her long eyelashes, didn't turn around, and stared at the laughing person.
After pondering for a moment, Gong Yueyue suddenly said in surprise: "Hey, isn't this the second sister-in-law?" As soon as these words were spoken, Gong Yueyue blushed slightly and said softly: "No, now I should call you Miss Zhou.
."
It turned out that the smiling young woman was actually Zhou Yichun, who had asked for divorce and left the court. She put her hands on the brass plum branch hand stove, Gong Yueyue's clear eyes squinted, and through the light that was dyed gloomy with greenery.
He looked at the graceful Zhou Yichun in front of him.
I saw that she was wearing a silver-white lining with light cherry blossom patterns, and a light cherry red satin with pipa buttons on the outside. Her dark eyebrows were like a crescent moon, and her snow-white face was not even a trace of rouge, but it was as crystal clear as the first snow. She smiled.
She has two small smiles with a hint of dimples, which is really cute.
Such a plain yet colorful dress actually made her look beautiful. Gong Yueyue couldn't help but praise secretly in her heart: "It is said that the two girls of the Zhou family are outstanding in color, and Yichun is even better. Now it seems that this statement
Not fake."
Before Gong Yueyue could say anything, Zhou Yichun walked up to him, holding a piece of soft silk in his hand to brush away the dust on his clothes. He smiled slightly and said cheerfully: "Now I am no longer a useless person."
Now that you are the second princess, you don’t have to call me second sister-in-law, just call me Yichun."
Looking at her ruddy complexion with a pair of dark pupils embedded in her eyes, Gong Yueyue also lowered her head and covered her mouth with a smile: "I'm too cautious. I heard that you lived near Xiling Bridge after you left the palace.
I have long wanted to find an opportunity to visit you, but I was afraid of disturbing your peace and quiet in this world."
Zhou Yichun held a square of snow-white silk in his hand and waddled up to Gong Yueyue. He stared into Gong Yueyue's clear eyes and couldn't help but chuckle: "How are you doing with that infatuated man?"
Gong Yueyue didn't understand the deep meaning of Zhou Yichun's words at first, and her petite face couldn't help showing a trace of doubt. After thinking about it for a while, Gong Yueyue finally understood the mystery, and unconsciously raised her hand to hold the garnet flower on her temples.
, said in a low voice: "This is the reason why I can't be quiet."
Hearing Gong Yueyue's words and looking at the lingering worry on her face, Zhou Yichun pursed his lips and smiled, stretched out his hand to take Gong Yueyue's hand, and said quietly: "Now that we are out, why stay in a suffocating place?"
.Why don’t you go somewhere with me.”
Although it was cold winter, the joyful smile on Zhou Yichun's pretty face had a warm spring mood, and she was unconsciously infected by her cheerfulness. Gong Yueyue nodded quietly, and her feet followed Zhou Yichun involuntarily.
Walking by the beautiful West Lake, feeling the biting cold wind blowing in her face, Gong Yueyue shrank slightly, but a charming smile appeared on her lips.
Reaching out and stroking the green willow leaves as long as silk ribbons, Gong Yueyue also relaxed her restraints and said with a smile: "They say a leaf can tell autumn, but today I know that a leaf can also tell the north and the south. Although it is deep winter, on the shore of the West Lake
The willow leaves are still so green, which makes people happy."
Walking onto the winding Xiling Bridge, Zhou Yichun raised his hand and gently brushed the few strands of black hair hanging on his temples. He turned around and looked at Gong Yueyue, who was laughing and jumping and touching the willow branches, and said loudly: "Gong
Yueyue, come up quickly, we are almost there!"
Looking at Zhou Yichun standing on the bridge with a smile, Gong Yueyue only felt that a beautiful picture flashed before her eyes, and her beautiful face became even more delicate and unparalleled under the thin sunlight.
Infected by Zhou Yichun's cheerfulness, Gong Yueyue couldn't help but put her hands to her lips and said loudly: "Yichun, Zhao Lixian will never find a beautiful woman like you in this life!"
Feeling the serious light in Gong Yueyue's dark pupils, Zhou Yichun smiled softly and said loudly: "This is natural!"
Gong Yueyue ran lightly towards the other end of the bridge. At this moment, Gong Yueyue, who had not laughed so vividly for a long time, felt that all the depression accumulated in her chest had disappeared silently.
Don't turn your face, a short tomb came into view. She raised her hand to touch her heart that was beating lightly. Gong Yueyue's eyes were slightly glazed, and she read quietly along the words on the stele, and murmured: "Su Xiao
Little Tomb.”
"The man rides a green horse, and the concubine rides an oil-walled chariot. Where can we unite as one, under the pines and cypresses of Xiling." Zhou Yichun sang melodiously, staring at the tomb with lush green grass with wet eyes.
Her light voice is like an oriole singing joyfully on the green branches in March, with just the right amount of control in the turns of her voice.
Staring at Zhou Yichun's pretty face, her clear singing voice echoed in her ears. For a moment, Gong Yueyue couldn't help but froze, and blurted out: "How could he let go of such a beautiful woman like you?"
Zhou Yichun laughed when he heard the sound. His laughter was like the tiny silver bells dancing on the snow-white ankles of a dancing girl from the Western Regions. He laughed and said: "Gong Yueyue, the woman named Su sleeping in the tomb here was a famous prostitute in Qiantang in the Southern Dynasty. In her early years, she had an affair with the prime minister.
His son Ruan Yu fell in love and agreed to stay together for the rest of his life."
Holding her soft satin sleeve, Zhou Yichun stared deeply at the stone tablet in front of him and said softly: "The song I just sang was composed by Su Xiaoxiao back then. As a result, Ruan Yu returned to Jinling and was never heard from again."
Facing Zhou Yichun's clear eyes, an indescribable tenderness touched Gong Yueyue's petite face. It felt like the gentle, gauzy sunshine passing by, making people feel indescribably comfortable.
"Without him, Su Xiaoxiao still lives a good life by the West Lake, reciting poems and reading. Gong Yueyue, many people say that I am risking the world's disapproval by asking for my divorce. But, they are all wrong.
"
Zhou Yichun's big eyes slid across the warm waves, the ends of his eyes were raised lightly, he turned quietly to face Gong Yueyue, and said in a clear voice: "I will never passively wait for him to love me, waiting for him to wake up one day and turn around.
Come and give me happiness! It’s so funny! A woman shouldn’t be so humble.” (To be continued)