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The sunset has fallen, only a light ochre is left outside the eaves of the corner of the hall, the sky is dotted with starlight, Liu Ru is standing under the bathroom outline, looking at the sky in late autumn, a faint sadness overflows the heart.

"The silver candle autumn light is cold, and the small fan flutters fireflies. The night is as cool as water, and you can sit and watch the morning glory Vega. ”

She sighed leisurely, it seems that she will have to live such a life in the future. The courtyard of this palace is so deep that you will never be able to get out of it again.

In the past, although she was trapped in the land of fireworks, she was suave and free, and her nature was no less than that of men, but she experienced the collapse of the country and the death of the family, and the two wrongs of personnel, which made her whole person change a lot.

Qian Qianyi was shy, subverting all her previous cognitions, she really couldn't understand how a talented, self-proclaimed gentleman, and respected as a leader in the literary world could say such a thing as "the scalp is very itchy".

She didn't have much sadness about the Qian family being copied, and even for life and death, she looked at it relatively lightly, but for some reason, after Qin Mu asked her to withdraw from the bathroom, she felt inexplicably desolate in her heart.

In the past, she was reduced to a fireworks, and she was also highly sought after and flattered, but this is the first time that someone has ignored her so indifferently.

In addition to the sound of water in the bathroom, Qin Mu also hummed without a word: Lan Zhi is yiyi, and its fragrance is promoted. The incense arches and is secluded. Don't pick and admire, Yu Lan is hurt. Day by day, year by year, we go in all directions. King Wen Mengxiong, Weishui Lang. Pick and admire, Yiyi Qingfang. The snow and frost are lush, and the buds are in winter. The keeper of the gentleman, the prosperity of the descendants

From Qin Mu's humming, he could feel that he enjoyed the hot water soaking very much, and he was a little selfless. This made it difficult for Liu Ru to associate him with the serious appearance in the study.

After Qin Mu bathed, she went in to help dress, Qin Mu's skin was not as fair as the pampered son, and it was slightly wheat-colored. Liu also noticed that he had calluses between his right thumb and index finger, which must have been formed by often holding a sword with a sword.

Qin Mu raised his hand, asked her to tie the leather belt, brushed the wet hair behind her head by the way, and then suddenly said, "Your poem is well done, I have read it." ”

Liu Ru was stunned, and he didn't know why he suddenly said this.

Qin Mu immediately recited lightly: "The water pavilion in the west of the Bicao River, and the smoke and the moon are empty. The hibiscus is bent and broken, and the golden waves are cold, and the willows are deep and the sky is green. Who sings and falls on the trees in the night, but the spring river invades the stars. Smoke is everywhere. Chang Xiao Wuxin Pavilion is on his own. ”

"The servant's crude work has defiled the ears of the King of Qin, and I hope the King of Qin will forgive me."

Qin Mu smiled faintly and said: "Especially the last two sentences, they are quite heroic, and they are wider than those clothes on the Qinhuai River, and they will not regret it." The haggard son and brother are much stronger. ”

After Qin Mu finished speaking, he walked away, and Liu Ru looked at his back. I can't help but wonder about it. Xindao, haven't you ever written a poem like "If you want to cross Huanhua Creek, you dream of being light".

On Dong Xiaowan's makeup floor, a crescent moon hangs outside the window, and the night breeze is as cool as water, penetrating through the window of the openwork pavilion.

On the left wall is a line bound book, and under the window is a sandalwood desk. On the desk, pen holders, pen washes, pen licks, pen grids, water bowls, ink beds, ink boxes, paperweights, etc. are readily available.

Dong Xiaowan is good at writing and painting, plus she has a quiet personality and likes to be quiet, and usually reads or copies calligraphy in the garden. She likes Cai Yong Cao'e Monument, copying thousands of words every day, never missing anything.

The bean green glaze on the desk and the colorful plum bamboo pattern pen holder are made into a bamboo type, and the plum blossoms are climbed outside, the luster is bright, and there is an inscription: the moon wisps are flawless jade, and the wind plays the piano without tuning.

Qin Mu looked at it, picked it up and played with it carefully, and said, "Wan'er, when did you change the pen holder?" Well, this one is good. ”

"If King Qin likes it, use it." Dong Xiaowan smiled gently.

She was wearing a blue narrow-sleeved top, a moon-white green onion color cloud sky and a fairy skirt, her skin was like condensation, she looked forward to love, like a fairy on the top of the jade mountain.

Qin Mu hugged her fragrant shoulder and said: "The whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister, what is yours is mine, mine is still mine, do I still need to take it?" ”

Seeing that he said something interesting, Dong Xiaowan smiled softly: "This is what Qiao'er bought and gave me yesterday, Nu Yuan has a black lacquer blue grass pen holder, since King Qin likes this, let's use it." ”

"Qiao'er? So the girl will buy this? ”

"Well, I said that I bought it for a tael of silver, and the slave couldn't believe it."

"Can you buy this back for a tael of silver? This girl shouldn't have taken Ye Han and them to rob it. ”

"King Qin, look at what you said."

"She has a criminal record and has snatched my pancakes before."

Dong Xiaowan couldn't help but laugh when he was amused, and said with a smile: "Qiao'er is kind-hearted, and she won't take advantage of others casually, but I'm afraid that the merchant will recognize her and deliberately say that the price is low, and Qiao'er will buy it without knowing it." ”

"You, really be a child who doesn't understand anything, tell you, I don't know when she was sold, this girl is very ghostly"

Dong Xiaowan casually picked up a piece of puff pastry rose dim sum from the table and stuffed it into his mouth, blocking his "attack" on Qiao, Qin Mu chewed two bites, and said in a loud voice: "Mmmm, it's delicious, you made it?" ”

Dong Xiaowan nodded with a smile, seeing that he liked it, he picked up another one, this snack was made into a budding rose, the filling inside was minced mutton with garlic and mushrooms, and the outer layer of skin was wrapped in egg yolk and fried to golden brown, not only the taste was crispy and delicious, but also the shape was moving, looking like a budding rose.

Among the three women in the backyard, Shu Dong Xiaowan has the best cooking skills, and the dim sum she makes is full of color and fragrance, making all kinds of flowers, birds, insects and fish, lifelike and full of fun.

Qin Mu did not hesitate to praise himself: "Graceful as you, water-like spirit, roses are full of tenderness, take a sip, remember my three lives"

Dong Xiaowan was disgusted and happy, stuffed another snack into his mouth, and blocked his nonsense again. She glanced at Liu Ru who was waiting beside her with some embarrassment, but her heart was as sweet as honey.

Liu Ru was very conscious of being a maid this time, and started to make a cup of tea for Qin Mu and Dong Xiaowan, and then retreated to the side and waited quietly.

Dong Xiaowan was a little reluctant to go, but after all, this is the palace, and she has to abide by some rules, all she can do is to ask Liu Ru to be her maid in order to take care of it. In front of others, she didn't even dare to call her sister.

If you want to change Liu Ru's identity as a maid, unless you please Qin Mu, and get him to be lucky, Dong Xiaowan thought of this, glanced at Qin Mu leisurely, and saw that he was sipping tea, as if he hadn't seen the sultry Liu Ru.

Thinking about it, Qin Mu is a man with strong desires, and she often has to be with Li Xiangjun to satisfy him. But he is not only physically strong, mentally stronger, and has self-control that is difficult for ordinary people to reach, and he is by no means the kind of man who can't move his steps when he sees a beauty, it seems that Liu Ruyi's thing can only come slowly.

Qin Mu took a few sips of tea, hugged her from behind, and the two of them drew a picture of orchid bamboo together. The moonlight outside the window is like frost, the autumn insects are lonely, the incense is curling in the small building, the beauty in the arms is like jade, and the fragrance strikes people.

Qin Mu's painting skills are average, and a few green bamboos are only drawn in shape, but Dong Xiaowan painted the orchid under the bamboo, which has both form and spirit.

She didn't despise Qin Mu's thoughts, on the contrary, she enjoyed the feeling of being hugged and pampered by him, it didn't matter what the painting looked like, what mattered was this taste, this warmth.

Qin Mu is usually busy and rarely has such a pastime, so this warm scene made Dong Xiaowan feel precious, and her heart melted.

After the painting was finished, she put down her pen, raised her head and leaned on his shoulder, gently rubbed his cheeks, and said with a happy face: "King Qin, the painting is finished, you can pull it out." ”

Qin Mu pecked lightly on her fangjing, thought about it, and dipped the pen in ink, and inscribed a five-word poem on the left side of the painting: weeping dew and light are chaotic, and the wind shadow is oblique. The laity understands this, and looks at the leaves and flowers.

After the question, Qin Muha said with a smile: "Although this king is a layman, he must advertise himself as elegant, lest others say that my Great Qin is vulgar in the whole country, cough cough this, it can also be regarded as winning glory for the country." ”

"Poof!" Dong Xiaowan smiled and fell into his arms, her graceful and delicate body was as soft as a spring water, soft as boneless, "Look at Ye Sheng and look at the flowers, just based on this sentence, who dares to say that King Qin is a layman." ”

A touch of moonlight is obliquely reflected on her fragrant flowers, which is as beautiful as a dream, and the attachment contained in the bright eyes brings people infinite warmth.

Qin Muqing couldn't help herself, hugged her tighter, and kissed her deeply towards her warm cherry lips

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(To be continued......)