too affectionate

Chapter 99
Wanyan was curious and couldn't help walking closer to the pavilion, only to see a young man in white clothes sitting in the pavilion.

Under the billowing veil, Wanyan couldn't see his face, but could only see him sitting in a wheelchair made of heavy wood. The soft white clothes were supported on the wheelchair, outlining a somewhat slender silhouette.

The young master leaned on the wheelchair, letting the lake wind blow gently from all sides, curling up the soft black hair lying on his shoulders, but he couldn't take away the warm and peaceful temperament that lingered around him.

At this moment, Wanyan thought in her heart, thanks to the fact that the distant mountains behind this young master have lost their fresh colors, otherwise it would definitely destroy the harmonious beauty in this gentle picture.

Wanyan sighed with emotion, turned around and was about to leave, suddenly thought in her heart, this is the Hairpin Conference, this young man is disabled but still comes, presumably he also wants to gain recognition and encounter.To be able to take this step, I must have struggled for a long time.

If the young master failed to receive a flower, how uncomfortable would he be...

Wanyan looked at the warm little flower covered in her hand, and couldn't help feeling tangled in her heart.

But these are the flowers I want to give to the person I like, and to Mrs. Heng...

Thinking of this, Wanyan saw the sea of ​​flowers surrounding Heng Li.

Forget it, Wanyan finally made up her mind, Lord Heng has a lot of flowers there, and there is no shortage of me, but this young man will be so disheartened if he doesn't receive a flower, I Just give him the flowers.

Anyway, this is Shuzhou, and no one recognizes me. After sending the flowers, we will never see each other again for the rest of our lives.

After Wanyan thought it over, she walked towards the pavilion.

When Wanyan was still dozens of steps away from the pavilion, the person standing in the pavilion suddenly stepped forward to block the son in the wheelchair, and asked sharply, "Who is it?"

Wanyan stopped in her tracks, raised her voice and said to the inside: "Excuse me, I want to send flowers to this young master."

... an awkward silence...

Wanyan's words seemed to fall into the lake, without any echo.

what? !If you kindly want to send flowers and ignore me, what a kindness!Excuse me, goodbye!
Wanyan thought angrily, turned around and was about to leave.

At this moment, the sound of wooden wheels rolling slowly sounded in the pavilion.In the next second, a boy in black lifted the gauze curtain of the pavilion with one hand, and carefully and slowly pushed the wheelchair out with the other hand.

Wanyan turned her head, and her eyes happened to meet an extremely delicate face. The moment he slowly came out from under the veil, all the scenery behind him lost their luster.

And the temperament contained in him is gentle and quiet, calm and modest, like a light silk gauze around his body, unscrupulous and always present.

Wanyan couldn't help being secretly surprised: What a handsome boy!
It is said that Ren Yuanzhen and Heng Li are both called the second young master of the capital, but in fact Ren Yuanzhen is much worse than Heng Li in terms of appearance and talent.

But today, even if this young man is compared with Heng Li, he will not be inferior.

The exquisite softness and humility are carved between the ends of his eyes and eyebrows, so that no matter his face as bright as the moon, or his eyes as pure as a clear river, there is a layer of soft mist, which is similar to the pool of autumn water behind him. Indistinguishable, mild and slightly cool.The hundreds of styles in the face are all blended into a perfect perfection with softness.

Compared with Ren Yuanzhen's deliberate gentleness, this son is obviously surrounded by this gentle and clean breath, but people can't feel a trace of deliberateness, as if he was born with it.

Such a person who is like water, ice and jade, just one glance, and he feels that his heart is as clean as a clear spring.

It was at this moment that Wanyan finally understood what a humble gentleman is, as gentle as jade.

Wanyan's old habit of being demented when she saw a beautiful man broke out again, she stared at the young man for a long time, her saliva was about to drop.

But the young master didn't show any embarrassment in the face of this straightforward gaze. Instead, he quietly looked at the girl in front of him, and there was no trace of impatience in his eyes, which were clear and serene.

After a while, Wanyan finally came back to her senses, secretly regretted her loss of composure, and hurried forward, a few steps away from the young master, handed the flowers she had held for noon to him, and said generously: "This It was given to the son."

Seeing that the flowers were not picked up, the young master asked softly, "Give it to me?"

This voice made Wanyan's heart tighten, how could there be such a nice voice! ?
Wanyan has heard the gentle voice a lot, but this is the first time she has heard such a perfect voice.

Any more will be artificial, any less will be indifferent, his voice is just right, it is the most exciting and gentle.

"That's right." Seeing that he didn't answer, Wanyan took a step forward and put the flower on the handle of the wooden wheelchair, and blessed her with a bright smile, "I wish you good health as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, Wanyan saluted with her skirt in her hand, turned around and walked away with a skip.

The young man in white was stunned for a moment before reaching out to pick up the flower on the armrest. There was still a little girl's body temperature in his hand.

"Young master." The man in black leaned down, and lowered his voice in the ear of the young man in white, "That person just now is Xuan Wanyan mentioned in the master's letter."

The young master didn't seem to hear the words of the person behind him, he stared at the girl's retreating back thoughtfully, and said after a long time: "Shaoyu, do you think her features look like a person?"

"A person?" The person called Shaoyu was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood, "How could it be? Your mother is the mother of a country and the most honorable woman in the whole world. How could such an ordinary woman be with her? Is there any similarity between the empress? It must be because you miss the empress too much, so you have such an illusion."

"Really." The young master said lightly, held the flower in front of his eyes for a closer look, and said softly: "The Hairpin Conference, right...let's go and see it too."

When Wanyan finally returned to the venue, Sapphire was already a little anxious, and it was only by Wanyan's good words that she was relieved.

When Heng Li saw that Wanyan was gone, she was also very anxious. Seeing Wanyan's return, her heart fell back into her heart, but she immediately found that the flower in Wanyan's hand was gone.

"Where are the flowers?" When Wanyan sat down to drink tea, Heng Li asked casually, looking ahead.

"Give it away." Wanyan said carelessly, pointing in the direction behind her.

"I just met a disabled son, so I gave him flowers."

"Give it away?!" Heng Li suddenly turned his head and asked in disbelief.

"Yes... ah..." Wanyan lost her confidence when she was stared at by Heng Li, and stammered.

"Okay, it's good to give it away, it's very good!" Heng Li said with a sneer under the mix of disappointment and dissatisfaction after the whole night's expectations were in vain.

(End of this chapter)