The wheels of the carriage pressed against the dirt road, squeezing the wet mud moistened by rain to both sides, leaving a deep ravine, and the jingling of silver bells rang rhythmically with the footsteps.
The tired setting sun of autumn shines through the fluttering curtains and falls accurately on the backs of Xu Lianlang's tightly clasped hands.
The autumn sunshine had no temperature, half warm but not cool. Xu Lianlang's body was cold, so the sunshine had no effect. Her whole hands were covered with ice.
No one touched the food placed on the small nanmu table, and the tea that was still white mist was half cold.
Xu Lianlang picked up the cup of tea and drank it in one gulp. Feeling Lu Jieming's eyes following her, she sighed softly. Her throat was dry. The water was originally warm, but it felt cold when it passed through her mouth. But instead she felt The pouring of this cup just made her more awake.
She was still waiting for Lu Jieming to explain, or in other words, waiting for him to find an excuse to explain.
Lu Jieming's eyelashes drooped, leaving a shadow on his eyelids, "That day..."
The silver bells hanging at the four corners of the carriage suddenly lost their rhythm. The coachman let out a long "sigh", followed by the sound of the reins tightening, and the carriage stopped quickly.
The surrounding guards all knelt down, and there was silence all around. The curtain was opened by a hand with a fingernail on its little finger.
The visitor's slender eyebrows flew diagonally to the temples, and the eyebrows were beautiful and long. If the eyes were covered, they would have exactly the shape of a woman's eyebrows, but those eyes were always gloomy and sharp as an eagle, staring at people closely. There is a cold air when you are there.
But to Xu Lianlang, this could be considered an acquaintance.
"Eunuch Wang."
Wang Fulu nodded slightly in agreement, rolled his eyes to the side, and signaled Xu Lianlang to get out of the car.
The bright yellow robe with nine dragon patterns embroidered with gold thread could be seen through the curtain he raised, and Xu Lianlang immediately reacted.
When Xu Lianlang got out of the car, Lu Jieming's stiff back suddenly relaxed. He leaned on the soft couch and pressed his fingers on the nanmu square table. His fingertips were pale.
He didn't come back to his senses until the emperor came up.
Obviously Xu Lianlang made him feel far more uneasy than the emperor's arrival, and he even tried to find some excuse to postpone the emperor's sudden visit.
However, it was precisely the emperor's interference that allowed him to finally take a breath and think about how to "deny" Xu Lianlang.
Is it to deny it or to tell the truth?
He took a breath of cold air, and the corners of his brows and eyes seemed to be clouded.
The emperor's words of concern have already sounded, "But after traveling for too long, the wound hurts again?"
……
The weather is really good today, the sky is high and the air is cool, and the breeze is not dry.
It seems to have entered the boundaries of Kyoto, and it has become noisy. There are no longer only rows of birch forests and deserted mountain streams. Slowly, the scenery of the mountain bird flower lake has become more numerous. Willow branches are blowing, and scattered willow leaves are floating here. The mirror was glazed, and her face was reflected on the lake.
She squatted down and scooped up a handful of water with both hands. The water trickled down from her fingers, and she poured all the water onto the withered grass at her feet.
The roots and leaves of the withered grass are still green, but the stems and leaves are withered, as if they were ground by someone's feet.
She repeated this action reluctantly, and the red beans in her bun swayed fiercely.
She didn't feel pity for the grass, but she was too confused right now, and simple repetitive mindless actions could suppress her overly active thoughts.
Just now, she suddenly wondered whether the moist sucking feeling on her lips was a crimson dream she had or a kiss from another person on the bed.
This is outrageous, but who can prove that it is not true.
Often the more outrageous it seems, the more true it is. This is the same idea as "the safest place is often the most dangerous place".
Until a pair of black boots came into her sight. They were plain black without the slightest pattern or decoration. She looked up and saw that the sun had changed direction at some point and was hanging just above the man's head. She squinted to recognize the person. .
Thick eyebrows, big eyes, plump, this appearance is the most standard masculine appearance of a man in all picture albums. Xu Lianlang thought he looked familiar, but he couldn't figure out where he had seen him before.
Until Dou Xihui took the lead in mentioning Xiaoluzi.
Xu Lianlang clapped his hands in surprise, "It's you, Guard Dou."
Dou Xihui had dimples on his cheeks, and the fingers on his sword rubbed the patterns on the sword, trying to distract himself so that he could hold back the joy of meeting her again.
He was worried that he would react too much and scare the girl.
Xu Lianlang looked at his clothes up and down. Although his boots were simple in style, his clothes were of great origin. They were made in the style of official uniforms and the fabrics alone were of the highest quality.
She repeated again, "Dou...guard?"
"My lord, isn't this a bodyguard?" Xu Lianlang bowed, "I have always admitted that I was wrong, and I don't know what to call him correctly?"
Dou Xihui had been thinking about his words, but when she asked him so suddenly, he became confused.
He has long passed his prime years, and is still a little older. It is not that he has never gotten along with girls on weekdays, and it is not uncommon for him to have scenes where noble ladies from various families gather around him during daily banquets. He could handle everything properly, but when facing Xu Lianlang, all those eloquent words seemed to have failed.
His whole person became honest. If Chang Sheng saw him, he would be scared to death.
The eldest son of his family is stable and self-possessed, and he has been praised for his intelligence all the time, but why did he meet a girl and become an idiot.
Xu Lianlang looked at him quietly, thinking that it was because of his special position that it was difficult to reveal, so he stopped asking and started another topic. After all, the only connection between them was the small road. Xiaoluzi, a dog, always does ridiculous things on weekdays. She talked about them one by one, slowly.
The autumn wind still carried a warm temperature, the sun had set a little, and the rays of light reflected the clouds red. When she said something funny, her almond-shaped eyes completely curved, and the brilliance in her eyes was even more beautiful than the rays of the sun.
Dou Xihui responded to her gently, for fear of accidentally disturbing the scene.
He could hear his own heartbeat, one after another, and the contents of the letter he had received earlier materialized and overlapped with the girl in front of him.
Her family background is simple, her parents support each other, and she has only one daughter and one son. There is no dirty things in a deep house, and there is no intrigue in the house. You fight against me. A girl who grows up in such an environment is like a white tea plant. The buds are like snow, growing in the mountains and fields, and the breath is the clearest breath.
Such a girl is a fatal attraction to him.
Having learned from his mother's mistakes, he has always been afraid of relationships, especially relationships between men and women that are inherently confusing. His mother had been tied up with him all his life for this. He was careful to deal with the girls. He didn't want to get involved with her, but he didn't dare to get involved. He didn't want to follow in his mother's footsteps.
He is a person who puts interests first. His feelings are the most unreliable, and his own eyes are also unreliable. Only by profiting everything, in transactions, and in checks and balances, can the things he holds in his hands be real.
This is something his parents taught him by example.
But Xu Lianlang was different. She was different from anyone he had ever seen. She was clean and simple. The moonlight bathed her shoulders for the first time, and she held the most insignificant life in her arms.
She did not materialize her life. Meeting her in the huge vanity fair of Kyoto was like finding a place where you could breathe again, no longer suffocating and oppressive, no longer choking desire.
Xu Lianlang wiped his hands on the hem of his skirt, "If Mr. Dou wants to take a different approach, you can find time to take a look in the future."
She was thinking, how could it be that when she picked up the dog, it was agreed that one person would take half of it, but now that everyone is in front of her, it would be difficult for her to pay off the debt.
I had already agreed with Lu Jieming before that I would pick up the clingy dog after returning to the palace. Xiao Luzi was too clingy. During the days when Lu Jieming left, he didn’t eat or drink. I thought Lu Jieming was Ming doesn't want it anymore.
Xu Lianlang was speechless about this clingy dog. Was she not considered the owner? She is usually the one who feeds him. It seems that a few meals is always more popular with dogs than the camaraderie of not being able to sleep in the bed.
"I am here to serve His Highness Seventh Prince, but it is still in Shuyun Pavilion and will have to wait for a while." She announced her home address to tell Dou Xi where to find her when he returns.
Dou Xihui subconsciously explained, "It's not just because of the dog that he came to find the girl."
He spoke hesitantly, and Xu Lianlang smacked his mouth, thinking that if it wasn't for the handsome face, she wouldn't have bothered to talk.
She stood on tiptoes to check the situation of the carriage. Wang Fulu looked at her from afar, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, and his eyes were not very soft. Xu Lianlang shrank his neck, thinking that this was all destiny.
Wang Fulu wanted her to come to the palace before, but she refused repeatedly, but now she still comes. Whether she can enter the palace or not seems to be determined by fate.
Dou Xihui realized that she was distracted, and his heart tightened. He took a step towards her and tried to be concise in his words to clarify his identity to her.
Xu Lianlang guessed that he was not an ordinary person, but he did not expect that he had such a high status, the legitimate son of the Duke of Zhenguo, and a close official of the emperor like the Imperial Guard.
She sighed in her heart, but didn't know the answer, "Master Dou, are you telling me this?"
She wanted to add another sentence, but there was no need.
But after thinking about it, I realized that it was really inappropriate, so I let it go. Later, I added: "Master Dou is really young and promising."
When she said this, her almond-shaped eyes widened slightly, and the whites of her eyes were exposed to a larger area. The shape of her mouth changed with the words she spoke. When she said the last word, her lips bunched up and pursed. It was really cute. He can't.
Xu Lianlang was not good at conversation, so she just watched Master Dou purse her lips and smile for a while, then she fell silent.
"I am really destined to Miss Xu. If Miss Xu doesn't dislike me, can I make friends with Dou?" The tail of his hair, which was tied up high, was a little loose for some reason, and a strand of hair floated out from the golden crown on his forehead, hanging down. On the side of his face, although he carries a sword at his waist, he looks a little more approachable because of this hair.
If we say there is a fate, it is indeed a fate. After all, we have picked up a small path together.
But the fate was not that deep, and it was only Xiao Luzi, the dog, who barely kept them together.
Dou Xihui gave her enough time to think about it. Probably because Dou Xihui's face was really eye-catching, Xu Lianlang thought it was okay to just be friends, so he agreed.
She is quite cautious. After all, it is very difficult to save a life in this lifetime, especially in Kyoto, where the gold is sold.
It was just a matter of making friends, and it didn't mean that we would see each other every day, so she just accepted it.
Seeing movement in the carriage procession, she lifted up her skirt to rush back, turned around and said, "Master Dou, I'll ask you to come and see it after it's brought back."
Before Dou Xi could reply, she could not wait to return to the carriage where Lu Jieming was.
Wang Fulu had not followed the emperor far when he saw her running all the way over. The emperor paused. Wang Fulu closed his eyes and winked at Xu Lianlang, telling her to get out of the way.
But she never saw Wang Fulu's subtle hint. When she got closer, she realized that the emperor had not gone far on the other side of the carriage.
The emperor didn't know why, so he called her, "Lian Lang."
Wang Fulu held his forehead, shouting "Long Live Lord" so intimately.
Xu Lianlang thought he heard it wrong, "Huh?"
When he reacted, Wang Fulu had already pulled him to his knees and saluted.
Compared to the first time I saw him, the emperor looked much older. No matter how handsome a man was, he couldn't stand the passage of time. His phoenix eyes, which were the same as Lu Jieming's, were wrinkled. Thinking of what he had done, That incident made Xu Lianlang's stomach twitch.
(End of chapter)
The author said: Do they want to be friends with you? They are obviously greedy for you
So whose clingy dog does Xiaoluzi belong to?