Chapter 33: Moonlight Terrier (2)

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The cotton thread that tied Baiyan in the song was twisted, flying around the girl from the bright moon, and gradually disappeared. Hualou returns to tranquility. The girl seemed to be flying with the wild geese, and she disappeared instantly, leaving a free moon.
The wine glass jingled in the hands of the Seventh Prince fell to the ground.
Across the river bank, Moruofei couldn't see the girl's face clearly, only to feel that the sound was like heavenly music, haunting. He saw the people on the shore looking at each other, and then looked back at his elaborate layout of the Jinling Twelve Hairpins, still circling in a circle around the Hualou. He sighed, knowing that Mingyue Mountain Villa had won.
Madam Mo's eyelids jumped abruptly, and she rubbed her eyes, thinking she was tired of watching the fireworks and lanterns all night. She said comfortingly: "The Lantern Festival is full of excitement. Although Mingyue Mountain Villa attracts attention, it is less lively and more bleak, which is not a good sign. After watching the middle of the night, I am tired, and I will return to the house first!"
Mo Ruofei was right to think about it, and asked the person to accompany Mrs. Mo back to the house. After sending away Mrs. Mo, Moruofei took Jian Sheng downstairs to the Lantern Festival banquet of the wealthy businessmen. He glanced at the Mingyue Mountain Villa on the other side, thinking with a smile, but unfortunately there is no man in the Mingyue Mountain Villa. On such occasions, it is not convenient for them to come. With such a thought, the depression that was lost with the Mingyue Mountain Villa gradually disappeared.
On top of the flower boat, the seven princes had stood up, disregarding the presence of the emperor, lifted his robe a few steps out of the cabin and looked up. The look in his eyes was uncertain.
The abnormality of the Seventh Prince caught the Emperor's attention. He glanced at the stunned Chen Yu, who reacted and stepped out of the hatch. Following the eyes of the Seventh Prince, a girl in a palace dress stood above the flower building of Mingyue Mountain Villa, and the flowers under the eaves were gorgeous, not as good as her color. Chen Yu shouted silently: "Qing'er!"
Suddenly he heard a thud, and the seven princes turned pale and fainted.
The emperor was shocked and shouted to the inner attendant: "Where is the great doctor!"
The inner servant rushed out to spread the word, and the servant doctor quickly hurried over from the other flower boat. He said after the pulse: "The prince was frightened, it didn't matter. Prescribe Ningshen's medicine and rest as much as possible."
Chen Yu let out a sigh of relief and said with a deep voice: "Emperor, the father fainted is related to the girl at Mingyue Mountain Villa. Willing to ask the emperor to let Yuer go to check."
"Go." The emperor suspected that it was related to the woman at the time. When the downstream Xing also dispersed, he ordered the to return to the palace.
On the shore, a group of people dressed as slaves waited on the bridge, waiting for the emperor and the seven kings in the coma to leave the Nanxiafang.
Dong Jiaban still sings the stage. From time to time, people watching the crowd cried out.
A street along the river was decorated with various lanterns, and the round of moonlights on the flower building of Mingyue Mountain Villa was still there, and colorful lights under the eaves hung one after another.
Under the eaves of the first floor are lanterns lined with riddles. Mingyuezhuang's rich prizes attracted a large number of people to stop and guess.
Amidst the noise, Chen Yu stood quietly at the door of Hualou.
A unique lamp hangs under the forehead of Mingyue Mountain Villa. The lights are boxy, without pendants, and they are simply white damask. What attracted Chen Yu was the painting side. Pinghu Qiuyue, a lone goose with an arrow flying in the neck. This lantern reminded him of the unique performance of Mingyue Mountain Villa tonight.
At this time, a lean man walked out of the building and took the lantern.
If he accompanied his father back to his house, or came a little late, wouldn't even see this lamp? Chen Yu stretched his robe and Shi Shiran walked into the building.
Two men at the door reached out to stop him, and saw him dressed up in a luxurious and reserved manner, which was obviously everyone's son. The man's tone is also polite: "This son, please stop. The flower building of Mingyue Mountain Villa does not accept guests. If the son wants to guess the mystery, there is a riddle in the outside. If the son is thirsty and hungry, please go to the restaurant and tea shop."
Chen Yu said with a smile on his lips: "please report to Mrs. Liu or Miss Liu. Chen Shi, the son of the Seven Kings, came to visit."
The two men looked at each other, and one quickly entered the building to report. It didn't take long for Chen Yu to respectfully lead him upstairs.
The stairs are narrow and steep, and the floor slab is made of bamboo, which is convenient for disassembly. Five days later, the Nanxiafang Lantern Festival ends and all the flower towers will be demolished. The oblique back profile and carved doors and windows in the outside room are closed by bamboo doors for temporary accommodation.
On the third floor, Chen Yu's eyes lit up. The entire three floors were opened into a large room, and the ground was covered with thick animal skins, and a charcoal fire was raised, and it was as warm as spring. Several beams of gauze and gauze hang down from the beam to separate the space, and the light leaks out brightly and gently. In the outer room, there are bamboo chairs with bamboo mats covered with brocade mats, and a few dishes and a pot of wine are placed on the short table.
When he turned around, the man who led him upstairs had pulled the bamboo door and retreated. Chen Yu resolved that Da Yu went to the bamboo chair and found a very comfortable sitting posture.
A soft and soft voice came out of the tent: "Little girl Liu Qingwu has seen Shizi. The night is deep, and I don't know what Shizi is coming for?"
Hearing her voice, Chen Yu remembered the Lantern Festival I had today. The powder is white and tender, sweet and glutinous and soft, and can't taste, it has slipped into the stomach comfortably. He smiled softly: "Yu Jiuwen Mingyue Mountain Villa's young lady is only fifteen years old, and she has dealt with Zhuangzhong's affairs alone. Tonight, I can see the girl's dancing skills. How can such a talented girl be called Yubu Come here? After the yarn tent is like watching flowers in the fog, did Liu Liu deliberately make Yu anxious? "
He directly skipped his father's fainting, but asked Liu Qingwu what dance he danced and what song he sang. He just wanted to get closer and look carefully, to see whether Liu Qingwu was Qinger of Mofu. When the geese return home, they leave the lone goose whispering downstairs. In the bright moon, the acacia girl sang "Zihuang". Chen Yu was able to conclude that the play in the Mingyue Mountain Villa was profound.
The yarn account was rolled up, and Liu Qingwu had replaced the palace dress, and walked towards Chen Yu in a white dress with a white dress. She had no socks on her feet, and the dark animal skin reflected a pair of small, barefoot bully frost racers. The bun has also broken up, hanging down to the waist. After two feet, she stood still and smiled and said, "I was going to rest, and I might change the dressing and dressing to make the world more worried."
There were two maidservants standing beside her. A round face gave Chen Yu a glance. She seemed to think he shouldn't look at her lady like this. Another took a bamboo stool, and Liu Qingwu sat on the bamboo stool two feet away, and the skirt happened to cover her bare feet. The maid beside him smiled with satisfaction and stood silently behind her.
The lights in the building were bright, and Chen Yu saw clearly that interest came, and his smile was even stronger. Both women look beautiful and refined. If Qing'er is like a daffodil in the Lingbo Museum, this Liu Qingwu is a white lotus in the cold pond. Qinger's eyebrows are slightly immature, Liu Qingwu's age is similar, and he is much more mature. She and Qing'er both have a green word in their names. If Qing'er changed her dress and spoke in a different tone, wouldn't it be the same person? The two are strangers with very different identities and similar appearances. Is there such a coincidence in the world?
Liu Qingwu motioned for her maid to make tea for Chen Yu, and said softly, "Shizi doesn't want to use wine and vegetables, so drink some hot tea. Ten years after his father's death, his mother would be lingering on the sickbed as soon as winter. . It ’s the little girl ’s idea to arrange this lantern show. I want to express my mother ’s feelings. There are many people who love acacias before they go out to watch, and there are still people in the downstairs who are infatuated. Mo House, the little girl was also deeply surprised. "
In a few words she answered all Chen Yu wanted to ask. By the way, she explained that she went out and stood at the railing to see the reaction of the people downstairs. It was too much for Chen Yu to say.
The round-faced maid seemed extremely dissatisfied with Chen Yu's visit late at night, still muttering in her mouth while holding the tea. When he stepped in front of Chen Yu, he stepped on the hide, and the tea bowl fell off the tray. Chen Yu's eyelids didn't blink, nor did he mean to reach out and catch. The skin on the ground is so thick that it won't break the tea bowl. Even if it breaks, Mingyue Village, which specializes in porcelain, still has one less tea bowl?
But then the round-faced maid fell on him. He moved the chair lightly and skillfully to the side, and funny saw the maidservant with round face fell down where he had just sat.
"This girl didn't hurt, right? It was covered with heavy fur on the floor. Otherwise, the girl's chin would knock away." Chen Yu smiled at the round-faced maidservant on the ground.
The round-faced maid's eyes are round and big, the apple is blushing and cute, and her lips are as tender as flowers in the words of the young lady. Only her face was round and her chin was like an angle on a round apple. Chen Yu's words happened to poke her sore spot, so that she bulged her cheeks.
"Why is Ping'er so careless? Shizi has not been splashed by tea?" When Liu Qingwu said this, he had left the bamboo stool and walked lightly to Chen Yu. There was a lot of concern in his eyes. He seemed to want to wipe the tea for him. The palm of his hand slapped Chen Yu's shoulder lightly.
Chen Yu didn't move either, glancing at his shoulder with no tea stains on his shoulders and smiling: "Liu girl is very good at light work, fortunately the lights are bright in the building, otherwise Yu thought she was seeing a ghost in white. Yo, the girl is angry What? It does n’t seem to be washing the water on my clothes, it seems to be pounding the clothes. "
"Shizi!" Liu Qingwu's face was reddish, and he stomped and turned away.
"I haven't finished it yet. I suddenly remembered from the girl's actions that I saw a riddle in the lamp market: the sound of thousands of households pounding clothes. Now the mystery came out. The answer is to piece it together! Haha!" Chen Yu's Eyes glanced over her exquisite and small chin, and laughed: "By Liu Liu's blessing, I guessed the answer, Yu is worthwhile tonight! Yu is far away at night, Yu said goodbye."
He put on the big noodles, opened the bamboo door, and the slow footsteps drifted away from the stairs.
Liu Qingwu opened the bamboo door and stood at the railing outside the building. He watched as Chen Yu bought a few rabbit lamps and slowly disappeared into the crowd.
The round-faced maid Pinger asked in doubt: "Isn't it him?"
Liu Qingwu's face was quiet, his eyes puzzled. She walked into the room and murmured: "His figure and method when he swept ashore from Huafang reminded me of the Lotus. If it were him, why did he even look a little strange when I patted his shoulder Did n’t it? Last night, it was reasonable to say that today it ’s impossible to recover so well. It ’s weird. Is n’t Lien Yike a Shizi? Shizi just fainted for the Seven Kings?

Ping Er said angrily: "I think he is, he looks like a ball of cotton on his face, but he is sharper than a knife. He is a leek in a pig's nose-pretend!"
The maid Ying'er on the side chuckled: "Ping'er, you hate him for running against you!"
Ping'er was annoyed when he mentioned the skirt and chased Ying'er, Liu Qingwu raised his brow and said: "Okay! Rest. Let's go back to the villa tomorrow."
Ping Er grumbled and said: "Si Shi came for the Seventh King, he didn't ask a word. This man is too deep! It must be seen that the young lady is trying him, deliberately pretending to be fine! Yike, how did he know that it was the young lady who shot him an arrow? I really don't understand. "
Liu Qingwu froze for a moment, thinking deeply in his eyes.