Charming beauty

A lamp without a moon does not entertain people, and courage without waiting does not count as spring.

Spring comes to the world and people private jade, the lamp burns and the next month is like silver.

The streets are full of pearls and emeralds, and the village girls play and sing to compete with the Kitchen God.

Buzhan Fangzun opened his mouth to smile, how could this good time disappear——

Picking Tang Yin Lantern Festival

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A farmhouse in a small town dozens of kilometers away from Shangyuan City. Several earthen walls and thatched tile houses form a yard. The house is simple and tidy. The word "Fu", the yard is very clean, and there are a few pots of flowers and plants in the corners, which are very green and beautiful.

After Zhou Jin's incident, everyone unanimously decided to avoid the pipeline and go to Wuliang Mountain by a small road. Wuming Zixiao and the three elders have already gone to Wuliang Mountain to explore the road. This farmhouse was found by Wuming Zixiao on his way. Ying Junlian Because of his heart, Nalan Mei, Murongyou and his party waited until the Lantern Festival passed before leaving.

The Lantern Festival, the 15th day of the first month of the lunar calendar, is the first important festival after the Spring Festival, also known as the Lantern Festival, which has always been a traditional folk festival.On this day, the daytime is the city, dragon dance, lion dance, stilt walking, silk and bamboo music until sunset.After nightfall, after eating the Lantern Festival, you can start to light the lanterns. After that, you can guess lantern riddles, light red lines, give fans, release lotus boats, and set off fireworks.

The purple jade hairpin rolled up her long hair, put on a light purple coat, and tightened the dark belt around her waist with her slender fingers. Nalan Mei raised her eyes to look at Jun Lian who was crouching at the table and writing Danqing. He broke into his house and threatened not only to make lanterns by himself, but also to paint by himself, but it took nearly half an hour to paint.

The little guy's face was wrinkled together, he tilted his head and looked left and right as if he was dissatisfied, he picked it up and threw it aside, then buried his head and continued to draw.Nalan Mei looked at the large piece of promise paper lying on the ground, and picked up an open one. It was a picture of the rain in the peony pavilion. It's no wonder that she is dissatisfied with Shen Yun, which is not arrogant. I guess I can see it.

Looking at the other pictures, the picture of a girl playing in the water, and the picture of thinking in a quiet night, both of them have good drawing skills and novel themes, but they all lack the most important life-like aura of Danqing method. Walked over and put the painting on the table, "Jun Lian, is the painting finished?"

"It's so difficult!" Jun Lian looked up at Nalan Mei pitifully, her small mouth pouted, "It's clearly drawn, but when I look closely, I always feel that something is missing, Big Brother Nalan, Can you tell Jun Lian?"

Nalan Mei patted his head, and her eyes fell on his pen, "Jun Lian, are you painting a small bridge for the first time?" Judging from the rough bone line, the painting should be a small bridge, and the flowing water under the small bridge is like a small bridge. Already outlined, the only thing left is for the protagonist to ask, "What form are you going to draw?"

"Lovers." Jun Lian said, "It's like they were destined in the previous life, and they recognize each other at a glance in this life."

"Does Jun Lian understand this feeling?" Nalan Mei looked at Jun Lian with soft eyes, bent slightly, her hair slid down her shoulders to line his quiet side face, reached out to take the vermilion brush in his hand, and fainted on the painting A big fork, Jun Lian turned his head to look at Nalan Mei puzzled, Nalan Mei smiled slightly, and said, "Jun Lian, the painting comes from the heart, if the heart doesn't understand, you can't paint the feeling you want .”

Jun Lian looked at the painting, then at Nalan Mei, feeling a bit embarrassed, "Then what should we do now? Don't you want to make lanterns? But..." Nalan Mei patted his head and interrupted him, "Jun Lian Pity, I can't replace this one, I can draw other ones, the rain picture of the Peony Pavilion just now is very good."

"Oh, then I'll draw again." Jun Lian nodded, ready to take the pen in his hand, but he avoided Jun Lian's hand and put the pen back on the pen table, laughing, "You've been drawing for so long, take a break first , the painting can barely come out." He stretched out his hand to pick up the fan bone on the table, and asked with a smile, "Jun Lian, are you going to make a fan as a gift?"

Jun Lian threw away the painting that was forked by Nalan Mei, and looked at the fan bone in Nalan Mei's hand, "Brother Nalan, this is for you to make a fan."

"Give it to me?" Nalan Mei turned her face to look at Jun Lian, and asked with a smile, "As a gift from Lantern Festival, the recipients are all my sweethearts, and I don't have anyone to admire, so why make a fan?"

"Brother Nalan will not have a sweetheart?" Jun Lian carefully looked at Nalan Mei, light purple gown, purple jade hairpin, face like white jade, crystal clear, exquisite and exquisite, he pouted, "Brother Nalan is so beautiful, why is it so beautiful?" Maybe no one likes it?"

It turned out that the meaning of sweetheart that Jun Lian understood in this way was indeed a child. Nalan Mei stared at Jun Lian and smiled softly, like a peach blossom in March. Jun Lian's eyes froze when he saw it, and he said softly, "Jun Lian , Loving someone has nothing to do with appearance, and loving someone and being loved by someone are two completely different things, two people who love each other are called lovers, Jun Lian must not misunderstand."

Jun Lian looked at Nalan Mei's smiling face with puzzled eyes, and asked in puzzlement, "Then what is the difference between loving and being loved?"

Nalan Mei was in a dilemma, thought for a while, and said, "Jun Lian, love is when you like others, and being loved is when others like you. As for the difference, I have never experienced it, so I don't understand." Nalan Mei Patting Jun Lian on the shoulder, "However, Jun Lian is still young, so you don't need to worry about these things now, and you will naturally understand when you grow up."

"Oh, that means Brother Nalan has no one he likes..." Jun Lian seemed to understand, "Is Brother Nalan liked by anyone?"

Are you liked?Nalan Mei suddenly remembered the pink figure in Prince Qing's mansion. Every time he met, he was clear about the strong admiration in that girl's eyes, but he always regarded her as his younger sister.

"Brother Nalan?"

Nalan Mei came back to her senses and shook her head slightly. He couldn't repay that girl's feelings, so he could only keep it in his heart, pretending not to know it and ignore it. Maybe in this way, she could give up earlier and find a job that really belonged to her. To live happily ever after, "No, at least I don't know it myself."

Jun Lian nodded and remained silent, as if thinking about something.Nalan Mei thought for a while, and didn't want to continue on this topic, so she changed the subject and said, "Okay, Jun Lian, let's not talk about this." He handed the pen on the pen table to Jun Lian, "It's not about making lanterns. Do you want to paint first, I will watch you paint, just paint the peony just now, and I will make lanterns together after painting, okay?"

"Well, good!" Jun Lian was also confused by these, and when he heard that Nalan Mei was going to help make a lantern, his eyes lit up, and he immediately put those annoying thoughts behind him, and took the pen in Nalan Mei's hand Draw carefully.

Time passed quickly. Under Nalan Mei's guidance, a brand-new rain picture of the Peony Pavilion was slowly sketched out under the pen. The drizzle was colorful, and the peonies were lifelike and pretty beside the Peony Pavilion, as if they were gently swaying with the breeze. , the water droplets dotted on the pink and tender night petals are crystal clear, and it seems to be blooming alive in front of my eyes.

Just when Jun Lian stopped writing to admire, the mellow voice of the hostess of the house sounded outside the house, "My lords, breakfast is ready, you can come out to eat."

"Understood, I'll be here soon!" Jun Lian responded loudly, and turned back to blow on the painting, trying to dry the ink on the painting. Nalan Mei helped him clean up the table and said with a smile, "It's already The painting is finished, Jun Lian must be hungry, let's go eat."

"Yeah." Jun Lian smiled and Mimi nodded, and walked out the door in a good mood.Nalan shook his head as if smiling, and followed him out the door.

The stone table in the yard was already filled with meals, and the host of the house was fiddling with the bowls and chopsticks. When he saw Nalan Mei, he immediately smiled at him in a friendly manner. His face was simple and honest. Nalan Mei also smiled back. Jun Lian beside him Already ran over directly.

The door next door was also opened, Mo Lian was dressed in black as usual, he opened the door and stood aside respectfully.

Murong You stepped out the door, and there was an extra layer of black gauze on the outside of the red dress, and the wide and high belt, which was usually red and bloody, had also turned black, and even the red headband had turned black, with a dark blue star on it. The colored gemstones are faintly glowing with blue light.These changes not only did not lose Murongyou's cold and glamorous temperament, but added a little calmness to the usual evil beauty, making her look even more majestic and handsome.

"Murong Zao."

Nalan Mei smiled softly. He always felt that it was very troublesome to call Murong You the leader of Murong, so he removed the word leader from the back without authorization, and called Murong no matter what, he felt a little more friendly.

Murongyou didn't care much about this, he put his hand on Nalan Mei's shoulder affectionately, his attitude was still frivolous, his eyes were presumptuous and evil, "Lantern Festival, you should also show something." He squinted at Nalan Mei Lan Mei, with a thin smile on her red lips, couldn't hide her seductive beauty, he said softly, as if whispering in his ear, "I don't mind receiving a fan."

Nalan Mei was slightly stunned, then smiled, "Murong really likes to joke." Fans are tokens of love, how can they be given away casually?Besides, they are all men, how can a man give a man a fan?

Murongyou raised his eyebrows and flicked his fingers, and a fan unfolded in front of Nalan Mei's eyes. He shook the fan gracefully like a gentleman, and took a few steps forward. The evil spirit in the smile, when Nalan came back to his senses, he heard Murongyou's wild voice, "If you want to make a promise with your body, this deity will not dislike it."

Nalan Mei was stunned, he couldn't laugh or cry, but he didn't know how to answer. After that night, this person seemed to have changed something, but he couldn't feel the specific change, but what he said often left him speechless, Fortunately, the cold wind appeared at the right time, which relieved the awkward atmosphere.

In a silver-red robe, the sleeves were rolled up, revealing arms as white as lotus roots. He was holding a tray with several bowls of rice in his hand. Han Feng commanded the two maids behind him to bring the tray to the stone table, and said softly , the phoenix eyes narrowed, and the bright petals at the brows reflected the light.

"Come, come, everyone, stop standing and come to eat. For this meal, Han Feng got up early in the morning, and it took a long time!" When she came back to her senses, she saw that Nalan Mei was still standing slumped , she beckoned to him with her slender hand painted red, "Leader and Mr. Nalan, don't be dumbfounded. After dinner, everyone has to go to the street to watch the fun!"

"It's hard to be a humble master." Nalan Mei nodded, and subconsciously glanced at Murong You, but just happened to meet the other party's eyes with unclear intentions. A faint blush appeared, and with a light cough, Nalan Mei regained her composure, and said softly, "Murong, let's go too."

Murong You also seemed to have noticed his change, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, but he didn't say anything, just waved his fan, pursed his mouth and walked away calmly, "Eat."

"Come on, you're all hungry, let's all wash your hands and eat." The hostess of the house also came out of the kitchen, holding a porcelain basin with clear water in her hand.On the other side, Jun Lian also shouted at the table, "Brother Nalan, come to eat!"

"Here we come." Nalan Mei smiled, but his eyes were on Murong You's back, the color of his eyes gradually deepened.

(Mei'er: I'm really sorry, I've been sick recently, Mommy cut off electricity, so I haven't updated it, I'm really sorry. Meier will try her best to update, I hope everyone will continue to support, if it is convenient, please leave your footprints, thank you!")