In the secluded garden, there is an occasional croaking of frogs or the sound of noisy noise. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yang Yue felt the feeling and wrote a poem, but he didn't think much about it, he just hoped to dispel Yuwen Linxuan's misunderstanding of himself, even if the two sides would not eliminate the mustard at once, at least they would be fine.

It's a pity that when he turned around, the pavilion was empty, and Yuwen Linxuan didn't know when it would be, so he left quietly.

Such a poem that conforms to the artistic conception and expresses the heart, quoted by the scene, but Yuwen Linxuan left.

Good intentions, become self-seeking and boring!

Yang Yue shrugged, walked out of the gazebo, looked around the garden, saw no trace of Yu Wenlinxuan, shrugged, turned back and reclined on the bench, wandering in the soft cool breeze.

A hundred steps away, behind an old locust tree, Yu Wenlinxuan stood quietly, witnessing Yang Yue's actions, and couldn't help but stomp his feet.

At this time, if Yang Yue rushed out of the pavilion and looked for it a little, she would definitely find her, and perhaps, she would forgive the other party.

However, what does Yang Yue mean by shrugging his shoulders and lying on the gazebo bench?

Annoyed and annoyed, Yuwen Linxuan's face was still a little shy, her heart was beating secretly, Yang Yue brought her surprises, accidents, and when she left quietly, she forgot her original intention of finding the other party.

Fortunately, things have eased up, and there will be many opportunities to gradually melt the cold ice between each other.

......

At dusk, the red clouds on the horizon gradually receded, and the breeze blows, adding a little coolness to the hot summer day.

Yuwen Linxuan looked embarrassed, her pretty face was covered with smoke, her eyes were red, and when she rushed out of the kitchen, there were still some uncomfortable tears in the corners of her eyes, her arms were holding on to the door frame, and she kept coughing.

At this time, in the kitchen, several maids also hurriedly walked out, holding mahogany trays, and in the celadon plates in the trays, there were exquisite dishes, delicious food and beautiful utensils, and they were full of color and flavor.

Soon, a woman in the kitchen, holding a half-curved gauze, hurriedly covered it.

They don't understand why the clothes come to stretch out their hands, the rice comes to open their mouths, and the master of brocade clothes and jade food suddenly has a whim and cooks the dishes himself.

The master can't guess it, and he doesn't dare to guess!

The maids, holding the food, respectfully followed behind Yuwen Linxuan and walked towards the dining room.

At noon, Yuwen Linxuan thought afterwards, she and Yang Yue wanted to break the ice and eliminate the estrangement, after Yang Yue's goodwill, if she showed kindness, she would naturally ease the relationship with Yang Yue.

Moreover, the Qixi Poetry Club only has six days, and if you don't reconcile with Yang Yue, I am afraid it will be difficult to participate in the poetry meeting.

In the dining room, several oil lamps flickered brightly, and the brilliance of the outdoor lanterns reflected each other, and from time to time there were moths that killed themselves, pounced on them, and the oil lamps made a crackling sound.

Yuwen Linxuan sat cross-legged on the soft felt, his arm propped up on the food table, and waited patiently.

Next to her, a personal maid held a pu fan in her hand, fanning it gently, and the cool breeze blew on Yuwen Linxuan's body.

At dusk, she had sent someone to invite Yang Yue to dinner, and took the opportunity to resolve the estrangement with Yang Yue, but learned that Yang Yue was practicing martial arts in the martial arts arena.

Not long ago, I sent someone to urge again, but there was no trace of the other party.

At this time, the maid slowly walked from the corridor to the dining room, noticed Yuwen Linxuan's demeanor, and said softly: "Miss, Lian'er has searched all over, and there is no trace of the prince in the mansion." ”

"Hmm!" Yuwen Linxuan responded intentionally or unintentionally, and quickly raised her head and asked, "Not in the house?" Are you sure? ”

For several days, she did not contact Yang Yue, and did not mean that she turned a blind eye to Yang Yue.

In a few days, Yang Yue is not studying in the mansion, but practicing martial arts, never stepped out of the palace half a step, tonight, she has the heart to alleviate the contradictions between the two sides, personally cooked, cooked food, smoked and burned, I don't know how uncomfortable, but Yang Yue is not in the mansion.

"Miss, Lian'er has inquired, the prince went to Wangjiang Tower!" Lian'er hesitated for a moment, determined not to deceive her master.

Hearing the sound, Yuwen Linxuan frowned slightly in her calm demeanor, and asked incredulously: "Wangjiang Tower in Pingkangfang?" ”

"In Chang'an City, the more famous Wangjiang Tower seems to be in Pingkangfang." Looking at her young lady's expression, Lian'er realized that something was wrong.

Pingkangfang is located between the imperial city and the east market, enter the north gate to the east of the three songs, most of them are the places where prostitutes live, the famous singers in Chang'an City, gather here more, and are nicknamed the Merry Servals.

More importantly, Wangjiang Building and Chang'an's No. 1 building Furong Pavilion across the street, for some reason, my own lady, suddenly hated the Furong Pavilion and Pingkangfang!

When Lian'er was worried about Yuwen Linxuan, Yuwen Linxuan's face softened slightly, waved her hand, and ordered: "Xiaolian, you go and rest!" ”

"Miss!" Xiaolian said a little worriedly.

"I'm fine!" Yuwen Linxuan said affirmatively.

The maid waiter left, Yuwen Linxuan breathed a long sigh of relief, and scolded secretly: "Bastard! ”

Yang Yue just expressed his thoughts to her at noon, and went to Wangjiang Tower in the evening, God knows, whether he will go to the Furong Pavilion.

If this is the case, no matter how talented Yang Yue is and how high his military attainments are, he is a two-faced person.

Not to be forgiven!

Chang'an City has the East Gui and the West is rich, Xishifang is mostly businessmen and riches, Dongshifang is full of high-ranking officials and nobles, many businessmen's children are climbing dragons and phoenixes, and they do not hesitate to drive from Xishifang to Pingkangfang, and the children of the eunuchs in Dongshifang are needless to say.

When Sanhe appeared in Pingkangfang in a carriage, Yang Yue sniffed the air, and only felt that there was a little less intrigue in Pingkangfang, but there was a few more rouge gouaches.

In the street, thousands of red lights, bonlight trading, in the red mansion, the servants scratch their heads and make gestures, the figures of the guests shuttle, in the restaurant, the light is staggered, the paper is drunk and golden, and the image of singing and dancing is leveled.

In front of Wangjiang Tower, Yang Yue is like a long sword, standing with his hands in his hands, his long hair is coiled up, his sword eyebrows are upright, he is dressed in a black suit, surrounded by armor around his waist, and he is cold and indifferent at night.

glanced at the hibiscus pavilion on the other side of the street, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile.

Without hesitation, he raised his head and strode towards the Wangjiang Tower.

At the entrance, a group of drunken young people staggered and unsteadily, staggering from the lobby of Wangjiang Tower.

When Yang Yue entered the door, he noticed this group of people and deliberately avoided them, however, when he stepped out of the threshold, the young man led by him walked unsteadily, and half of his body pounced on Yang Yue, Yang Yue's body slanted, and the young man's forehead hit the door frame with hatred.

With a huge pain, the young man woke up from his confusion, turned his eyes and glared angrily, staring at Yang Yue viciously: "Blind! This son dares to bump! ”

"A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory!" In response, Yang Yue grabbed the young man's brocade clothes, raised his hands, and threw the other party directly out of Wangjiang Tower.

Hiss!

Several companions who were half-awake next to them suddenly woke up when the young man was thrown out of Wangjiang Tower and hit the carriage that had just stopped outside the door.

One by one, they opened their eyes, stared at Yang Yue, and crunched their fists.

Their family is either rich or expensive in Chang'an City, and occasionally stronger, who doesn't give everyone a little thin noodles, unexpectedly, tonight they met an eyeless guy.