Chapter 139: Below, the Hermit Dreams Long in the Day

Sheng Yuanyao kissed domineeringly, and she also regretted it a little.

Too nervous, the first kiss was gone like this, but didn't feel anything, what a loss...

No, how could she regret this thing! It should be regret that she shouldn't be so reckless, his lover is Shen Tang, what is she doing here! Sending herself to the door to be a concubine?

Bah!

It's okay to take advantage of him once, just treat it as being bitten by a dog... just treat it as gnawing a dog.

Seeing Lu Xingzhou still a little dazed, Sheng Yuanyao "hummed" and turned to leave.

After walking two steps, she felt that her loose hair was annoying, and wanted to tie it up, but didn't bring many hair ropes.

The footsteps that had only walked two steps stopped again, and she turned around to grab the one in Lu Xingzhou's hand: "Give me back the hair rope."

Lu Xingzhou raised his hand, Sheng Yuanyao grabbed his arm, didn't grab it once, and jumped up to grab it again.

Lu Xingzhou retracted, and Sheng Yuanyao fell on him.

"Lu Xingzhou!" Sheng Yuanyao gritted her teeth while lying on his chest: "Is your leg used to bully girls? If I knew this, you should have sat in the wheelchair."

"The hair rope is a gift, how can it be taken back casually." Lu Xingzhou put the hair rope directly into the ring, supported her shoulders and turned her around, becoming hooking shoulders and walking to the cliff: "Your hair is also very good-looking when it is loose, classic long hair fluttering, special feeling when the mountain wind blows."

You are quite natural, what do you mean by hooking my shoulders like this?

Sheng Yuanyao was both angry and funny, and simply hooked back, and patted: "Little Lu, if you are short of women, go find your Pei green tea, I'll just flirt here, be good."

The two walked to the edge of the mountaintop in a few steps. There were two ancient pines here, vigorous and green, like two dragons looking at the lake. Between the two pines, a shaded place was naturally formed, with the buds of red flowers about to open, winding everywhere, with fragrance everywhere. Turning around, the buds climbed to the eaves of the guest house behind, green pines and red buds, reflecting each other, it was truly a good place to escape the heat.

"What flower is this?" Sheng Yuanyao had no research on these things.

Lu Xingzhou, who studied medicinal herbs, knew better than her, the owner: "Campsis grandiflora, its medicinal properties are sour, slightly cold, returning to the liver meridian, has the effects of clearing heat and cooling blood, resolving stasis and dispersing knots, dispelling wind and relieving itching, mainly treating blood stagnation and amenorrhea, dysmenorrhea..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Sheng Yuanyao scolded: "You're really boiling a crane to cook a meal and burning a zither for firewood; it ruins the mood."

"Ha..." Lu Xingzhou put away his occupational disease and laughed: "This flower likes to climb, very suitable for courtyard planting, it is very common to plant in guest houses. The flowering season is summer, it hasn't opened yet... But this bud is considered early."

"It was originally fast, it's already March." Sheng Yuanyao was very looking forward to it: "It must be very good-looking when it is in full bloom."

The two talked while sitting side by side between the pines naturally, overlooking the lake water below from a high position.

The tree shadows swayed, the fragrance was intoxicating, and the kiss just now seemed to be blown away by the mountain wind, leaving no trace.

It was just that the mountain wind swept across the slightly moist lips, and Sheng Yuanyao still felt sour in her heart unconsciously.

No feeling, what a loss, lost her first kiss and had to pretend not to care.

Long hair is not convenient at all, it flutters when the wind blows, and the hair brushes across her face, itchy and blocking her vision, looking at the distance as if it were blurry.

Sheng Yuanyao didn't know if her eyes had no focus, it was blurry to look at the distance originally.

Is the surname Lu half-talking, taking advantage and reminiscing?

Sheng Yuanyao secretly glanced, looking at what Lu Xingzhou was doing on the side.

But saw Lu Xingzhou playing and pulling the grass on the side, and then tying them together one by one.

Sheng Yuanyao couldn't help laughing: "Hey, how old are you?"

Lu Xingzhou said leisurely: "Miss Sheng rewarded me with good things, I am tying grass and holding rings to report."

"Tying grass and holding rings is used like this? You are quite cultured."

"That's it." Lu Xingzhou was still rubbing the rope: "You said how old... it reminds me that I really liked playing like this when I was a child, but this simple happiness has not been there for many years."

Sheng Yuanyao folded her arms on her knees, chin on her forearms, and turned to watch him play.

She also felt that just sitting in the mountains playing with grass and blowing the wind, this simple happiness had not been there for many years.

His side face is really good-looking...

If it weren't for being so good-looking, he would have been locked in prison on the day of the first meeting, a dead liar without a true word.

Now even the first kiss was cheated away, and even the hair rope was plucked, simply not a human.

Sheng Yuanyao turned her head back and continued to look at the lake.

The mountain wind brought the messy hair to cover her eyes again. Sheng Yuanyao's chin was on her arm and she was a bit lazy to move, and she was worried, but a hand reached out from the side and gently brushed her messy hair behind her ears.

Sheng Yuanyao turned to look at him, Lu Xingzhou smiled slightly: "The direction is wrong, turn to that side."

Sheng Yuanyao "hummed" and angrily turned away without looking at him.

But found that he was combing her loose long hair, gathering it into a bundle.

Sheng Yuanyao was stunned, and felt as if something was tied to her hair, re-tied into a ponytail.

Sheng Yuanyao sat quietly there letting him tie her hair, and her heart began to beat wildly again.

Obviously knowing that he was teasing people, but it was like a martial artist with a huge gap in level, that long sword stabbed from outside the sky, no matter how it couldn't be avoided, pierced the heart, tied firmly.

"Look, the hair rope was taken away, there is always a substitute, right?" Lu Xingzhou was very satisfied and let go, looking around.

Sheng Yuanyao turned around and turned back, finding that she couldn't see, so she reached out to touch it.

As soon as she touched it, she felt it, it was the grass ring he just tied.

Sheng Yuanyao was both angry and funny: "You just gave me this kind of thing? It will break soon."

"This is a temporary one, seeing that you are so unaccustomed to not tying your hair, barely tie it first." Lu Xingzhou looked at it, and was quite satisfied with his craftsmanship: "Sure enough, people are good-looking, and everything they wear is good-looking."

Sheng Yuanyao didn't know what evil she had encountered, obviously the other party just sent a worthless thing, she complained on her mouth, but she was quite happy in her heart... If she knew there was a word called romance.

The corners of her mouth were raised unconsciously: "Count you have a little conscience."

Pei Chuyun was secretly complaining to Anuo: "Look at that worthless look."

Anuo looked at her sideways, this sentence is so familiar, it seems to be used when Yao sister evaluated you.

Pei Chuyun touched her chin and looked: "I have to say that this worthless goods are quite suitable for her, especially the color."

Anuo: "... ou didn't wear anything, the color is the same as hers, is this the realm?"

Pei Chuyun: "?"

She suddenly remembered that she only cared about eating Sheng Yuanyao's melon, but forgot that this was greening herself!

Intending to rush over to destroy, but heard Sheng Yuanyao say: "Have a little conscience, but not much. You said you can get a famous poem for this place, take it out quickly."

Pei Chuyun shrank back, her eyes flashing.

Anuo: "... our adultery catching?"

"For the sake of the poem, what's wrong with letting the dog men and women play for a while?"

Anuo didn't speak, actually very much wanted to say that I was afraid that after you heard the poem, you would want to play with him yourself.

Unfortunately, it was not appropriate for a child to say this, so forget it.

Lu Xingzhou was saying: "There are many poems about visiting the lake, originally I wasn't very sure what to use, but the flowers here are quite interesting... This time there is really a poem."

Sheng Yuanyao arched him: "Say it quickly, don't sell the pass."

Lu Xingzhou chanted softly: "Two dragons rise against each other, white armor and gray whiskers in the smoke and rain. Sparse shadows and slight fragrance, below, the hermit dreams long in the day."

Sheng Yuanyao was stunned, and her heart beat again.

This is not chanting the scenery, it is chanting her...

The hermit dream in her heart cannot be said, he knows...

"You..." Sheng Yuanyao began to stutter: "This, this poem, has nothing to do with this garden... This garden has mountains and lakes, but it doesn't rely on any hermit..."

"Of course there is a lake." Lu Xingzhou continued: "The lake wind is clear and soft, two magpies fly to fight for the evening. Green fluttering and red light, at the time of the hundred-foot hero of Lingxiao."

Sheng Yuanyao's appreciation ability was average, and she couldn't taste how good it was. Anyway, there were trees, flowers, and lakes, it should be good... Her heart was mainly occupied by the sparse shadows and slight fragrance and the hermit dreaming long in the day, and her heart was still beating hard until now.

It was Pei Chuyun who was eavesdropping in the distance who was stunned there, and couldn't move for a long time.

She knew much better than the uncultured Sheng Yuanyao in her heart. This so-called hermit doesn't necessarily refer to a woman. This clearly describes the scenery of the world outside the mountains, the hermit is idle in the mountains, and the fairy meaning is full.

It seemed that until this moment, Pei Chuyun suddenly realized that everyone was cultivating immortals.

However, she had been trapped in the world for a long time and had long forgotten what a fairy looked like.

In fact, even Lu Xingzhou himself was thinking about this problem. The words were copied, but whether it was Li Taibai copied before or Dongpo Jushi copied now, they could always bring people a feeling like a fairy sound outside the world, at least more like a fairy than the vast majority of people in this world.

Is this the reason why the cultivation of this world cannot catch up with the ancient times, because of this point?

Riding the wind and driving the clouds has become a high-grade pursuit that the vast majority of people cannot hope for, so what about the higher ones, aren't they even qualified to hear about it.

Sheng Yuanyao's eyes were bright: "I will find someone to carve a monument, just set it up between these pines, and carve these few sentences on it, will this garden become famous?"

Lu Xingzhou didn't answer, Pei Chuyun silently recited in her heart: "Yes."

The few small songs she wrote herself, the level was much worse than this, and it was not as good as the few Lu Xingzhou gave her before, but the reputation of the Pei family's talented girl had already spread in the capital within half a month, and everyone admired it.

If Lu Xingzhou's few poems were taken out and couldn't suppress the scene and spread the beauty, that would be strange.

Sheng Yuanyao was saying: "I will find someone to order later. Now the sun is still early, do you want to go into the house and rest for a while?"

"Fox spirit, in broad daylight, inviting people into the house, still don't want face!" Pei Chuyun almost wanted to flash over to make trouble.

Anuo pulled her tightly: "Sister, don't humiliate yourself, you have been sauce-sauce-sauce-sauce with Master in the house so many times, going there will only be scolded."

Just such a block, Lu Xingzhou and Sheng Yuanyao had already entered the house and disappeared. 【155-9

Pei Chuyun said angrily: "You are clearly favoring Sheng Yuanyao! You have a good relationship with her, so you like her being your stepmother, right! She's lying to you; if she really becomes your stepmother, she'll beat you every day!"

A Nuo sighed gloomily: "But Sister, what's the use of you sabotaging it? You're the one who doesn't dare to commit."

Pei Chuyun fell completely silent.