Looking at Liu Chun walking out of the tent, Xiao Yun breathed a long sigh. This time he served as the position of General of the Left Strike Army, he really didn't expect that there would be a soldier like Liu Chun who was loyal to him, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy. But then he thought of Li Lianzhi's vicious eyes, and wondered what kind of actions this guy wanted to do, so he frowned and pulled out of the military camp.

Xiao Yun hurried back to his residence in Xuanwu Lake. Although Lan Yu's arrangement was made, Xiao Yun was still a little worried. He was anxious to see the little wives at home safe and sound. He hurried back home and entered the backyard. The humble girl and Wang Er who were guarding the door were talking. Seeing that Xiao Yun was back, Wang Er hurriedly stepped forward to salute. Xiao Yun had something in his heart, and nodded indifferently, saying, "It's all his family members who don't have to pay tribute!" After pausing, he said, "Where are the madams?"

Wang Er followed Xiao Yun to Empress Ying Tian, ​​and was a little braver, especially a few days ago, Xiao Yun was chased by someone in the Qinhuai River. Xu Tao and his servants were swearing to death. Xiao Yun did not regard him as a servant. The heavy servants in the mansion on weekdays did not let him do it. The only thing was to let him follow Xu Tao to handle the entire mansion.

But Wang Er still gave a big gift in a regular manner. He stood up straight after hearing Xiao Yun's inquiry and said in a deep voice: "Report to Master, Mrs. Xiaodie and the princess went to the back garden to plant orchids. After a while, it's almost time to come back. Miss Xie seems to have followed him?"

Axue liked orchids during her lifetime. Xiaodie was grateful for her sisterly relationship with her in the past. When Queen Yingtian came, she saw an open space outside a rockery in the backyard, where there were mountains and waters. Xiaodie became interested in planting orchids. At first, she was afraid that Xiao Yun would say that she had cultivated this land and planted a few orchids. Xiao Yun often went for a walk, so she boldly planted orchids in the entire land. Every April and May, the orchids bloomed, and the fragrance slowly drifted into the indescribable fragrance in the backyard.

However, this orchid is not as good as ordinary flower products. It often needs to be divided into plants, watered, and turned over the soil. Fortunately, Xiaodie's farm work was very skilled under Axue's training. Now the whole orchid grows very well under her careful care. Every day, the fragrance of flowers circulates the rockery and the pool. The corridor enters with the wind, making the entire mansion exude a faint fragrance.

When Xiao Yun heard that all three of them had gone to plant flowers, he felt a little relieved. Even though Li Lianzhi was bold, with Lan Yu's guard, nothing would have happened. While thinking about it, he walked into the study. The study had been cleaned up by Xu Tao and the other two. Xiao Yun fell off the seat on the Grand Master's chair on the bookshelf. Looking at the messy thread-bound books on the bookshelf, he felt a little proud. These books are genuine. If they were left in the 21st century, I wonder how much it would be worth?

Just as I was thinking about the value of these ancient books, I suddenly heard a voice faintly saying: "Thank you to do the hardest to pity the moon in the sky, and it is like a ring every night, and it becomes a ring every night. It is like the moon wheel that is bright at all, and I will never give up on the ice and snow to make you hot.

It is easy to be lost without the worldly fate. The swallows still stomp on the curtain hook. After singing, the sorrow of autumn graves has not stopped, and the spring bushes recognize the butterflies. "The sound is not loud, but the chant is extremely gentle and moving, as if there is endless resentment. It took a long time to hear a long sigh.

Xiao Yun was just hearing this and said to himself: "Wang Er said that all three girls have gone to plant flowers, who would be here?" He was curious, so he stood up, turned the bookshelf and passed by, but saw a woman standing on the side of the bookshelf. The woman was wearing white clothes, two white jade wrists like snow lotus were pinching a linear book, and her pretty face was tightly brows. Looking at the poems on the book, she seemed to be in deep thought, but Xiao Yun looked at this glance, but she was still dazzlingly beautiful.

"Okay? So it's you?" Xiao Yun suddenly shouted, and the woman was startled by the sudden sound. The book in her hand fell from jade's hand to the ground, turning her face in horror.

Under the light, it was actually Xie Lanlan's pretty face.

"Master... are you back...?" When she saw that it was Xiao Yun, a hint of joy flashed across Xie Lanlan's face. Then she thought of herself breaking into the master's study room so unruly, and even took the master's poems and started to recite. She couldn't help but blush her pretty face, pinched the corner of her clothes, and whispered: "Master... I'm breaking the rules... Do you punish me..."

Xiao Yun was so scared that she hurriedly comforted her: "Hey, didn't you just go into the study and read a book? It's nothing. Our family doesn't have so many rules. You can read it if you want, right?"

Xie Lanlan raised her head and glanced at Xiao Yun's face. Seeing that there was no anger on his face, she felt relieved and said, "Did you write these poems by Master? They are so beautiful? I can't help but read them..."

Among the many poems, besides Li Bai and Su Dongpo, his favorite is the poems of Nalan Rongruo, the first poet of the Qing Dynasty three hundred years later. He was born in gentleness and wealth, but full of sadness; he was in the prosperous flowers and willows, but his heart was wandering in the noisy place; he couldn't say what he liked the poems of a man who had everything in the world. He relied on the memories he had left in his mind to write a lot of Nalan Rongruo's poems. He originally wanted to keep them for himself to appreciate them carefully, but unexpectedly he was discovered by Xie Lanlan.

When she heard her ask, her old face turned red. Her predecessors' masterpieces were not easy to misunderstand, and she said vaguely, "It's just an occasional feeling, nothing?"

When Xie Lanlan heard Xiao Yun say this, she really thought that this poem was written by Xiao Yun and was very happy and said to herself: "I didn't expect that the master's talent is so high and such a lofty lyricist, compared with the late emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty, Liu Yong of the Song Dynasty. I really don't know that he can write such a poem!"

Seeing Xie Lanlan like this, Xiao Yun was afraid of asking, so he hurriedly changed the topic and said, "Lan'er, have you gone to the backyard, why are you here?"

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Xie Lanlan was called by his words "Lan'er" and her face was flushed, and her heart was happy and shy. She originally followed Xiaodie and the little princess to go to the backyard. Because she had some habit of studying on weekdays, she immediately felt a little poetic when she saw the fragrant orchids in the garden. She wanted to return to her boudoir, but she entered Xiao Yun's study by chance. She saw half of the books she had spread out on the desk. She thought it was a book she read on weekdays. She wanted to go up and see this serious book on weekdays.

What book is the master reading? Who knew that when he walked up there, he saw it a collection of poems. The typing of dragons and phoenixes in the book was obviously not long after writing it, so he came over and couldn't help but recite it carefully. Who would have thought that this reading could not be put down. Each poem was so sad and graceful, lingering, as if endless sorrow and sorrow were possessed by this man. As he read it, he forgot the time and where he was, and the voice became louder without realizing it.

Xiao Yun waited for a while, but no Nizi answered. She thought she was still worried about her blame, so she smiled and said, "Didn't you just say it? Is it just reading books? Our family doesn't have so many rules. These books are for people to read. You are a descendant of the Xie family in Chen County. It is worth loving to read. If you want to study in the future, just come here to read! There is no need to worry like this!"

Xie Lanlan blushed, waving her body, and whispered: "I'm not worried?" After saying that, she didn't know what she remembered, so she turned around and grabbed the collection of poems from the table, and raised her face and said: "The master Lan'er likes this poem, especially the song "Huanxisha" "Who remembers the cool west wind alone, the yellow leaves closed the sparse window, and pondered about the past and stood in the setting sun. Don't be shocked by wine and sleep heavily in spring, and the gambling books scattered the fragrance of tea. At that time, it was just ordinary. "It was written so affectionately!"

Xiao Yun thought to himself, "Can you not be affectionate? This is the big deal of the love saint Nalan Rongruo!" Xie Lanlan muttered a few words, suddenly shook her body, and said affectionately: "Master... I like this poem so much, can I copy it... go back..."

Xiao Yun looked at her shy look, smiled and said, "What's wrong? If Lan'er likes it, she is said to copy one song, and it's okay to have ten or eight songs?"

With Xiao Yun's approval, the girl really had the idea of ​​copying poems, and then turned around and left the book. The four treasures of the study were arranged in the middle part of the book. Xie Lanlan put the book on the top of the desk and raised it slightly, then grabbed the brush and gently ink. After a while, the ink fragrance overflowed, and she spread a piece of manuscript paper. Since the desk was not high and writing was too conspicuous when she stood, she half-beared her body and placed her hands and wrists on the desk.

Xiao Yun stood behind her, and his eyes naturally fell on her back. The concave and curved lines were exquisite, and the slightly round and full were very tempting. His flawless white clothes made Yingying even more round and round. The translucent outline made Xiao Yun's heart jump, and he coughed twice and turned his eyes away.

Hearing Xie Lanlan writing poems and singing in a gentle manner, his voice was indescribable. Xiao Yun couldn't help but feel a little jealous of his dirty eyes just now, but then he felt relieved. Although Xie Lanlan is not his wife of Zhenyanshun, Zhu Yuanzhang had already made an order to marry him as a wife and concubine. However, Xiao Yun didn't know her intentions, and secondly, he had a little princess by his side, Xiaodie and the Lu sisters who stayed in Yuan Dadu were all enough for a person from the 21st century. So although he knew Xie Lanlan's intentions, he did not have the intention to accept it.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yun felt a little guilty, his eyes fell on Xie Lanlan's vaguely tumbling, and said softly: "Lan'er, have you ever betrothed to you?"

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Chapter completed!