Chapter 440

Looking at the surrounding scenery all the way, unconsciously, she came to the place junshiling gave her.

Here is an extremely simple and exquisite courtyard with the word "Xiyuan" written on the plaque.

The servant, who had been informed for a long time, had been waiting at the door for a long time. Seeing a beautiful shadow coming slowly, he hurried forward and said, "are you Xia Wanyuan?"

"Well." Xia Wanyuan nodded,

"Hello, madam. The young master has already told us. Let's take you in first."

With that, the servant took what Xia Wanyuan had and brought him in. The yard was much bigger than Xia Wanyuan had imagined. There were pavilions, pavilions, lakes and pavilions, birds and cranes flying.

"I walk by myself, you don't have to follow me." Xia Wanyuan wants to see for himself.

"Well, madam, you can call us if you have any questions."

After the servant stepped down, Xia Wanyuan turned around in the yard. In the midsummer, it was the lotus that opened up. The lotus in the lake, together with the carved beams and painted pavilions, made Xia Wanyuan think of the Princess Palace when he was young.

It's just that the Xia Dynasty was not so rainy. It was always sunny,

When she was a child, she loved to play and make trouble. Once she secretly took the wooden basin to wash her face and threw it into the lotus pond. Then she sat in the wooden basin, holding the lotus leaf pole and picking lotus flowers in the lotus pond.

The maids in the palace couldn't find her. They were almost scared to death. Even the father, emperor and empress who were discussing the business were shocked. The whole palace was mobilized to look for her, but they didn't find her for a long time.

Finally, the emperor's grandfather, who knew her best, let the guards down the lotus pond. In the middle of the lake, he found her who was lost and was brushing away her tears.

The emperor was very angry and wanted to beat her on the board so that she could remember the lesson. He was yelled back by the emperor's grandfather,

"If you hit my baby granddaughter, I'll hit you!"

In the end, my father was so angry that he couldn't beat her.

Because she was scared, the little princess cried pitifully. Finally, her mother accompanied her to sleep for more than half a month. Her father invited Kaiguang Buddha town from the western regions to her bedside, and she gradually calmed down.

The father, who was clamoring to beat her and teach her a lesson, saw her frown and wanted to send all the treasures of the world to her to amuse her.

Perhaps the continuous rain is easy to evoke people's sentimental mood, even Xia Wanyuan himself did not know, those young laughter, even so deeply engraved in his mind, deep to now think of, although separated, but can not stop the heart sour.

Junshiling quickly deals with the situation and arrives at Xiyuan. From a distance, he sees a light blue in the pavilion. Although his back is facing him, junshiling feels a strong sadness,

What's more, Xia Wanyuan made him feel very wrong. I don't know whether it was the ancient dress or the misty rain and fog that made junshiling have the illusion that Xia Wanyuan didn't belong to this world.

Junshiling strides towards the pavilion. Xia Wanyuan seems to be immersed in his own world, but he is not found.

When junshiling came to Xia Wanyuan, he saw that the man's eyes were slightly red, and there were tears in his eyes. Junshiling suddenly clenched his hand, and felt as if he had been hit by a big stone.

At this time, Xia Wanyuan found junshiling and looked up at junshiling. The vulnerability in his eyes broke junshiling's heart,

Junshiling took off his suit coat and put it on Xia Wanyuan. The rosin surrounded her with warmth. The memories of the past life gradually fell back to the bottom of my mind in this temperature.

Junshiling didn't ask much. He held the man up and said, "wait a long time. Let's go to dinner." The voice is extremely gentle.

Xia Wanyuan found a warm position in junshiling's arms and let him hold himself through the corridor.

Not far away servants, see this scene, eyes are staring round, really can't see, on weekdays looking at a little popular son no less than Jun, unexpectedly to his wife so good.

In the dining room, junshiling did not put Xia Wanyuan down, but fed her spoon by spoon,

"Full." Xia Wanyuan is not in a high mood, and he can't eat much. Half a bowl down, he feels full.

"Well." Junshiling didn't force her to eat again. She took the bowl and ate a bowl of rice quickly.

"I want to go for a walk." After dinner, Xia Wanyuan came down from junshiling and wanted to take a walk,

"Shall I accompany you?"

"No," Xia Wanyuan wanted to stay for a while.

"Good."

Xia Wanyuan still went back to the place where he had just sat and looked at the lotus in the pool. He didn't know what he was thinking. Junshiling stood by the window and looked at the figure, his face condensed.

I don't know how long it took for the moon to slowly climb up the treetop. Xia Wanyuan's sculpture like figure moved. When he turned his head, he saw a figure standing by the window in the distant light,

Xia Wanyuan gathered a layer of warmth at his eyebrows and walked towards the house,

"I'll take a shower."

"Good."

When Xia Wanyuan took a bath, it was an hour and a half later. Junshiling had finished washing and was leaning on the head of the bed looking at the book annotated by Xia Wanyuan.

The door was opened and then locked. When he heard a click, Jun Shiling looked up and saw that the books in his hand were all folded by him.

When Xia Wanyuan bought a skirt in the daytime, he gave away not only a jade hairpin, but also a set of all silk pajamas. A thin layer of silk yarn can only cover it up, which makes it more mysterious,

Several orchids on the skirt are as white as snow, but they are not as white as jade under the silk yarn.

Xia Wanyuan walked barefoot to junshiling step by step,

When Xia Wanyuan is nervous, he has a habit of biting his lip. At the moment, Xia Wanyuan is biting his lower lip step by step, and junshiling's breathing is suddenly heavy.

The book in his hand is put on the cabinet by junshiling, but he doesn't move, just quietly looking at Xia Wanyuan.

Xia Wanyuan went to the bed and lowered his head to lift the quilt of junshiling, but junshiling held his wrist,

"Your position is inside." Junshiling's voice was low and terrible, with obvious dumb.

From the place where junshiling was holding, Xia Wanyuan's whole body was covered with pink,

Xia Wanyuan looked up at Junshi mausoleum. His eyes were covered with ice and snow on weekdays. At this time, he had bright light and a few threads of shame,

Xia bangyuan moves his wrist and insists on lifting junshiling's quilt. Then he lies in his arms and hugs his waist,

"Are you ready?" The voice of junshiling, which was extremely repressed, sounded overhead,

Xia Wanyuan hugged him, "well."

Junshiling can't bear it any more.