The Runaway Princess: The Story of the Moon

Chapter 28

"In that case, I will keep this Yueqin for you first."

"So it's called Yueqin. Listening to the moon, listening to the singing of the moon, it's a very suitable name. The sound of this piano is like an orchid in an empty valley, light and ethereal." Listening to the moon, listening to Yeyue playing the piano, just this coincidence, I already I love this violin.

The Yanyan Garden is indeed the first garden to plant national flowers. When Yun Shu and I arrived, it was not the time for Ziyanyan to bloom, but there were already many people in the Yanyan Garden.Beside the flowers, in the gazebo, and on the white stone bridge, there are many young men and beauties.White clothes are like snow, pink clothes are like butterflies, red clothes are like peaches, green clothes are like emeralds, yellow clothes are like chrysanthemums...the eyes are full of spring and charming eyes, I am afraid that this purple yan will also be overshadowed.

Outstanding people attract attention no matter where they are.I think now I really understand the meaning of this sentence.From the moment Yun Shu and I walked into Yanyan Garden, we became the target of women blushing and men fighting.The flower-appreciator suddenly became the admired.

"Look, the flowers are blooming." Someone in the crowd shouted.

The Ziyanyan really opened up as expected, and it is still the first round of purple.Although the flower shape is not like lavender, the color is very similar.All of a sudden, the garden was full of flowers, and in the sea of ​​purple flowers, the fragrance of flowers wafted from the nostrils.A large area swayed in the wind, interweaving a purple dream.

"The flowers are really beautiful."

"Mengrong is a self-contained forest, and the graceful and complex flowers are burning in the dusk. The red bananas in the southern country will compare their appearance, and the pines and cypresses in Xiling will be united. White, toss the hairpin group leisurely and chant to Qing." (This poem is "Wisteria Flower" by Wang Shizhen of the Ming Dynasty)
Composing poems again, he really can't change the habit of the ancients.Although he didn't quite understand the meaning of his poems, Yun Shu's poems were definitely not bad.

"Yun Shu, do you know that I like purple the most. Although these flowers are not lavender, they are exactly the same color."

"Lavender?"

"Well, lavender, that's my favorite flower. The hometown of lavender is in Provence, France." Indulging in the beauty of purple, I once again forgot where I was.

"Provence... lavender... I really want to see it if I have the chance."

"You'll love it there. Because it's my favorite place!"

"Don't move." Yun Shu's fingers brushed over the top of my head, and a few petals fell off.He lightly hugged the hair on my forehead, his movements were careful, like treating expensive porcelain.If I look back at this time, I can find that there is a deep nostalgia in his eyes looking at me.

"It's okay, it's just petals." I don't know if it's an illusion, but it seems that Yun Shu has been making these intimate moves towards me recently, and I don't even reject it at all.

"My lady wants to see you!" A burly man who looked like a bodyguard came over and pointed to the pavilion not far away.His voice also broke the ambiguity between us.

Three young women were sitting in a pavilion not far away, separated by a tulle gauze, unable to see clearly.It seems to be the best place to enjoy the flowers in the whole Yanyan Garden.It's a pity that there are several burly domestic servants guarding the pavilion around it, preventing others from approaching.

What a grand occasion, look at the formation, it seems that this Yanyan Garden was opened by their family. "Who is your lady? We don't know each other. Why do you want to meet them!" But these three women are quite bold, after all, here, the girls are basically extremely reserved.It is rare to invite a strange man to meet so abruptly.

Seeing my refusal, the man frowned, and said with displeasure, "My lady is the daughter of the Prime Minister of Song Dynasty!" It's disgusting to look at a domineering look.

"It turned out to be Song Xiang's daughter." The men around began to mutter again.

"Apart from 'Snow and Moon', the most beautiful things in our Qingxuan are the three daughters of Prime Minister Song. I really want to see them!"

"I heard that Prime Minister Song's three daughters are actually more beautiful than the two princesses."

"So what about Song Xiangqian?" He was another guy who relied on his power, and he would meet this kind of person no matter where he went.Do you think I'm afraid of bringing up the prime minister's name?
"You..." The bodyguard was angry, probably because he didn't expect someone to disrespect the prime minister.

"You two young masters, my young lady just heard that young master wrote poems and admired young master's talent, so she wanted to invite young master to meet you. I wonder if young master would like it?" At this time, another little girl who looked like a maid came over, and her attitude was quite different. excellent.

(End of this chapter)