When the night was dark, after the incense bath, the cyan dye, changed into a wide robe of azure color, slowly walked into the pavilion, saluted Qu Nan, and said, "I've been waiting for a long time." ”

Qu Nan returned the salute and said with a smile: "Nan Yi often exercises his patience, and today is even better." ”

Hua Qingran smiled lightly, knelt down to the side, and poured herself a cup of tea.

The smell of tea lingered, but no one spoke anymore.

After coming out of Su's house, Hua Qing was drenched in the rain and went back to Huayundu directly. As soon as Qu Nan asked for help, he followed directly. I don't want to, the blue dyeing of this bath and change of clothes is two hours. Qu Nanyi waited for two hours.

No one mentioned the kiss between the green dye and the green waist, as if it had never happened, but in fact, the two knew that it had indeed happened.

Because, at that time, Qu Nanyi kicked the red sleeves out of the carriage and asked her to get a skirt for Tang You. Immediately, he himself got out of the carriage and paced between the cyan and the green waist, forming a triangle with the two.

The rain kept falling, and it was getting heavier and heavier, and it hurt a little in the face.

Hua Qingran didn't move, and she didn't see any expression on her face, just looked deeply at the face with the golden mask on the green waist. In those eyes, it seems to gather thousands of colors, but they are a little terrifying, that is, like a migratory bird on the verge of death, or like the madness after the completion of a miracle, and finally all return to silence, a kind of silence of a black hole, bottomless.

The green-waisted face was covered with a mask, and there was no joy or sorrow. She quietly held the green umbrella, turned around, walked towards the Tang Mansion step by step, and disappeared at the door. The "Three Realms" behind him vibrate, like the dragon chanting in the tsunami, faintly with killing intent and unspeakable lingering, and it is the heart of the cholera people.

The lip stained with a piece of red rouge was stained with cyan, which was not only glamorous and attractive, but also like the blood stains left after a massacre, extremely cruel.

Red Sleeves took the skirt and handed it to Tang You, Tang You changed his dress in the carriage, held the umbrella brought by Red Sleeves, and reluctantly returned to the Tang Mansion.

Hua Qingran turned and stepped into the carriage and sat in the carriage.

The same is true for Qu Nanyi.

The two of them didn't say anything all the way, until they returned to Huayundu, Hua Qing Dye went to bathe and change clothes, and Qu Nanyi was also entertained by the Fu housekeeper, changed into a new white robe made by Hua Qing Dye, and waited here for two hours.

Boiling water boiled on the little tandoor, and the mist filled the small gazebo, but the air seemed a little dry, as if something could burn people's skin.

Tang You's blood-stained skirt was placed on Qu Nanyi's left hand, but he didn't rush to take it out and let Hua Qingran verify whether the blood belonged to Su Yueying, but like Hua Qingran, he poured himself a cup of hot tea, tasted it carefully, and drank it slowly, trying to let the hot tea moisten his somewhat dry chest cavity and extinguish some of the fire that shouldn't be there.

I don't know how long it took, Qu Nanyi smiled, touched his chin, and said, "Wouldn't it be nice to have a few drinks of such a beautiful day?" ”

Before the words fell, only a clear aroma of wine came from me.

Qu Nan sniffed and raised his eyes to look at Yiye Bianzhou.

But I saw a stunning woman shuttling between the light pink and blue leaves, as if riding a crane in the wind.

The stunning woman was dressed in white, covered with a pale green cyan gown, and a piece of clear lilac jade fell from her waist. The hair is lightly pulled, only a lotus hairpin with a white body is inserted, a pair of pink embroidered shoes decorated with night pearls on the feet, and a pot of good wine with an attractive aroma wafting in his hand.

I don't know if the drunk person is drunk, or the person is drunk?

The stunning woman was followed by two maidservants, who were Zhu Li and Bai Cao.

The two of them each held a lotus lamp in their hands and each carried a food box.

The lotus lamp emitted a faint yellow halo, which put a layer of mysterious and beautiful light on the stunning woman, and made the face more and more beautiful, like a fairy who fell into the world.

The stunning woman walked into the pavilion slowly, bowed elegantly, and called: "Master Qu, cousin." ”

Qu Nanyi returned the salute and said, "Why should Ruyan be so polite? It's the same as Qingran, just call me Nanyi directly. ”

Hua Ruyan knelt down and sat on the other side of the table, smiling lightly, neither directly refusing nor accepting it. This is the distance that is just right.

Qu Nan's eyes rippled, like an affectionate paragraph. He said: "I heard that Ruyan will Qi Huang's technique, and I also ask Ruyan to diagnose one or two for Nanyi." Nan Yi has been unable to eat lately, he can't sleep at night, and occasionally sighs for the spring breeze and autumn moon, I don't know why? ”

Hua Ruyan glanced at Qu Nan with the tail of her eyes, and that glance was full of charm. She lifted the wine jug, and while filling it for Qu Nan, she said in an extremely slow tone: "If you can't eat and can't sleep at night, it must be a lack of taste." ”

Qu Nanyi was wearing a robe dyed in cyan. The cyan-dyed robe has always been elegant, the texture is light, and the line is like a flowing cloud, and there is a bit of Yaxian flavor between the sleeves. However, Qu Nanyi loosened the collar, revealing a wheat-colored chest, and there was a bit of lazy comfort and bohemian evil. He narrowed his eyes, brought the wine glass to his lips, took a sip, and exclaimed meaningfully, "Sure enough, I want this taste." ”

Hua Ruyan lowered her eyelids slightly, and put the dishes on the table with her own hands: "Drinking on an empty stomach is the most hurtful, please try some side dishes." Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her cheeks were slightly red, like a fairy peach tempting to take a bite, and like a fairy of the Nine Heavens, she was not close to mortals. This kind of appearance is like a white and soft feather, which tickles people's hearts again and again.

Qu Nanyi was slightly distracted, feeling that he seemed to be drunk for three points. I want to be conceited all my life, and I always feel that no one can match it, so I would rather be alone than condescend. Most of the people in the same department have children and grandchildren, and they have relegated to a corner of Liuhe County, and they have no good relationship so far. Although it is said that taking a wife should be used for leisure, and a concubine should be accepted, he would rather make a few more red faces who can forget about each other in the rivers and lakes, rather than live up to the infatuation of a woman from a good family. Scold...... So, he's still a good guy? Laugh at...... I just don't like it.

For some reason, when he saw the stunning Hua Ruyan today, he remembered the figure of another woman - Hu Yan.

A woman who cheated him on a lot of possessions!

In his life, Qu Nan has always been a pit for others, and he was so miserable that he was still a bride on the sedan chair.

At that time, he was a soldier, and he suspected that Hu Yan was a demon girl, thinking that she would approach him and achieve some kind of purpose, but he didn't want to, the woman sank into the sea like a stone, and the bird returned to the mountains and forests, and was never seen again.

If possible, I really want to see her again.

Hey, since ancient times, he has been amorous and hateful, and he is the most ruthless and amorous.

Qu Nanyi was sighing at the moon, wanting to recall his confidante in the past and prove that he still had some charm, but his thoughts suddenly jumped to Hua Qingran. If he doesn't marry a wife and take a concubine, he is already an outlier, but Hua Qingran is not a young man of sixteen or seventeen, why has he never married a lady? Isn't it, it's sick?

Thinking so, he looked towards Hua Qingran, just in time to see him pinching his middle finger, staring at the moon, as if pinching something.