Qing Palace Dream Like Smoke·Moyu

Chapter 90

A little light rain began to fall gently again, Mo Yu did not speed up the horse, but slowed down, looking at the lake view in the rain, and said softly: "Sure enough, the sunny lake is not as good as the rainy lake." I've been here before, but I didn't think it was as beautiful as it is now.

In the light rain, the whole lake seems to be covered with a layer of clear smoke and mist. The distant mountains are empty and the near water is blurred.The two rode slowly by the lake, and heard the sound of qin and flute from a distance, and someone sang: "West Lake is vast with smoke and water, a hundred hectares of wind pool, and ten miles of lotus fragrance. It is suitable for rain and sunshine, and it is suitable for Xi Shi to wipe lightly." Heavy make-up. Tail to tail in the boat, full of joy and joy every day. The spring is warm and the flowers are fragrant, and the years are healthy. It is true that "there is heaven above, and Suzhou and Hangzhou below. "

Mo Yu was fascinated by the sound, and stopped to look at the source of the sound.The rain gradually stopped, but the song returned to the first half of the song: "The rain in the western mountains recedes and the clouds gather. Misty towers and terraces, hidden Tingzhou. Lake water and lake smoke, painted boats and dances, wonderful dances. Wild apes and paintings Hand, Shaou looks at the white teeth and bright eyes. Langyuan Shenzhou, Xie An once traveled. It is even more romantic than Dongshan."

After a pause for a while, he came back to his senses and continued to ride his horse forward. "The West Lake is lightly raining, like a dream, like a dream, and the sound of the flute is heard, and I don't know the world." I seem to see him two years ago in a green shirt, just like her. Riding on the bank of willows in the light rain, listening to the distant tunes from afar, and getting lost in such a paradise on earth, thinking of these, I can't help but smile slightly.Fulza looked at her thoughtfully from the side, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, calm and gentle, unable to turn her eyes away when her heart moved.

After walking not far, Moyu suddenly turned to him and said with a sweet smile: "Fulcha, if I die, you can bury me by the West Lake, okay?" Fuercha shuddered and said, " What are you thinking, how do you talk about this?"

Moyu smiled and said, "I'm serious, who wouldn't die? Since there is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below, wouldn't I be the closest to heaven if I were buried here? Wouldn't that be a beautiful thing?" ?” Speaking of this, his expression darkened and he said: “Everyone says Ye Luo returns to his roots, anyway, I don’t know where my home is, and I don’t have any relatives, so it would be best if I could be buried in a place I like.” Smiling lightly, Fuer observed her changing expression, and felt only pity in his heart.

After thinking for a while, she frowned and shook her head again and said, "It's not right, it would be a disaster if someone digs up the grave." Then she said to Fulcha, "Isn't it the custom of Manchurians to be cremated? It would be good if his ashes were sprinkled here, clean and unencumbered."

Fulcha saw her talking about death so easily, calmly and cheerfully, and was already in a daze.A mischievous smile appeared on Mo Yu's mouth and said: "So, you have to promise me that you will not die in front of me, you know?"

Fulza was touched by her words, looked at her bright eyes and looked at him without blinking, and said in his heart: "Don't worry, I will always be with you." When the words came to his lips, he just nodded to her and said: "it is good."

Moyu was just joking, but he didn't expect him to answer so bluntly. He was taken aback, and then smiled again: "You promised me, but you can never go back on it." Fulcha looked at her with a half-smile and said, "Xu Jun Yinuo, keep it forever."

Mo Yu smiled brightly and said, "I'll accept it. Thank you, Mr. Nalan." After speaking, he rode his horse and trotted ahead.Fulza stopped where he was, and looked at her back, feeling a little dazed.

(End of this chapter)