Lone Grass Gap

At dawn the next day, Fan Hua got up.

Yue'er Bing'er walked into the room, and after a while of tidying up, Fan Hua, who was still covering his face, walked out of the room.

When Fan Hua went downstairs, there was already a carriage parked at the door, and Sister Ma was waiting beside her.After seeing them coming out, she smiled and said: "The prince has prepared a car for you, be careful on the road."

Nodding to her, Fan Hua got into the car with Yue'er's support.But as soon as he stepped on the car, a shrill voice came from behind: "I said, do you understand the rules when you just arrived? I can only sit in this car. How can it be your turn?"

"This..." Sister Ma stared at them blankly.Because Prince Huajin just invited Fan Hua yesterday, in her mind this car was prepared for Fan Hua, but in the past years, the prince’s birthday peach beauty has never been absent, and then Prince Huajin loves Tao Beauty the most on weekdays... …

"Hmph, Lord Hua Jin only invited my young lady, so what are you?" Yue'er snorted coldly.

The peach beauty dressed in bright red walked leisurely, and said as she walked, "I don't recognize you if you are new here, but I am the only one in this Yuxian building who is invited by the prince every year."

Bing'er glanced at her: "Even in previous years, if you didn't get called yesterday, you didn't get called. Don't tell me you still want to go there shamelessly, hmph!"

"You!" Tao Meiren stared at Bing'er, the word "you" was stuck in her throat for a long time, and the waves on her chest rose and fell violently because of anger.

"Forget it, Bing'er Yue'er, stop talking, let's go for a walk." Withdrawing his legs, Fan Hua said calmly to the two little girls behind his back.

"Miss..." Yue'er begged.

Seeing him coming down, the peach beauty chuckled for a while: "Although she is dumb, she still knows a little bit about current affairs." After saying that, she swaggered into the carriage and beckoned the driver to leave.

Turning around, Fan Hua took a step, and the two girls behind could only keep up.

"Your Highness, why did you give it up to that bitch?" Yue'er scolded angrily.

Bing'er knocked on her head: "Little boy, what are you talking about?"

Rubbing the knocked place, Yue'er still looked at Fan Hua.

"We still want to stay here for a while. We can avoid some troubles if we can. Anyway, we can go to the palace, and it doesn't matter whether we have a car or not."

"But..." Yue'er was still unwilling.

Bing'er pulled her hand: "Okay, His Highness doesn't care anymore, so don't think too much about it."

"Oh..." Yue'er pouted her small mouth.

Fan Hua who was walking in front suddenly said, "If we are in the palace, we are probably making sweet-scented osmanthus cakes now?"

Yue'er replied: "Yes, Your Highness, it's just that the climate here is dry and cold, which is not suitable for the osmanthus trees to survive, and naturally there is no food for them."

The sharp-eyed Bing'er pointed to a shop ahead: "Hey Yue'er, do you think the one in front is an osmanthus cake?"

Yue'er looked in the direction she pointed, "It seems to be, it really looks like it!"

Bing'er said to Fan Hua: "Your Highness, let's go there and see, can I buy you some sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." Yue'er nodded sharply.

Looking helplessly at the two with shining eyes, Fan Hua nodded.

Sitting on a stone bench beside him, Fan Hua watched the two walk away.

On the street where people come and go, suddenly a leaf that has already been dyed with a layer of brilliant gold floats down and lands on Fan Ta's head.

Turning to look at the big tree next to the stone bench, the morning sun shone on the sparse branches, and the shadows of leaves fell down, splashing mottled on Fanhua's body, the light and dark interlaced, the clothes The ink cyan flowers are looming.

Reaching out to pick up a leaf, Fan Hua stared blankly at the fine lines in the middle of the leaf and the slightly withered body.

I used to have doubts myself, what kind of season is autumn?It's just that the simple leaves are yellow and old, just like people who have entered middle age, they are easily destroyed by the wind.

It's just that circle of golden leaf edges, but it is shining in the sun.

Perhaps, autumn is calm, without the liveliness of spring and the enthusiasm of summer, but it does not have the depression of winter.

Just entrenched in one side quietly, waiting for the fleeting years that come and go.

Holding up the leaf in his hand, watching it stretch out in the overflowing light, Fan Hua couldn't help but read that sentence:

"Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves. The reincarnation of all generations will lead to the same return."

"Such poetic elegance really makes this king feel ashamed." A voice sounded abruptly.

When Fan Hua turned his head, Prince Hua Jin was standing not far away with a smile on his face.

Standing up and bowing to him, Fan Hua stood quietly.

Prince Hua Jin walked towards him while shaking his sandalwood fan: "I think it is an honor for me to be able to hear the girl's words."

Van Hua smiled.

"Such a scene, such a person, really fascinates people. But this scene is just good, the most important thing is this person..."

Bing'er and Yue'er had already returned, and they were surprised for a while when they saw Lord Hua Jin, but the two who reacted quickly saluted him, and then returned to Fan Hua's side.

"Miss, it doesn't sell sweet-scented osmanthus cakes there." Yue'er said, her face full of regret.

Fan Hua rubbed her head.

Prince Hua Jin said: "All the people are here, let's go."

Yue'er asked curiously: "Doesn't the prince also take a car?"

Lord Huajin smiled slightly, "I like to walk."

Yue'er was stunned for a moment, Bing'er quickly pulled her back and pulled her back.

Fan Hua smiled at him, motioned to him, and continued on the journey.

King Hua Jin, who was waving his fan, followed with a smile on his lips, and the two who fell behind quickly followed.

King Huajin's palace is not as extravagant as imagined, it's just a bit bigger than ordinary people's yards, but there are many flowers, plants and trees inside, almost all kinds of plants are everywhere you look.

Walking in the intricate corridors, looking at the unnamed trees and the delicate flowers, Fan Hua's mood is also joyful with the vitality in his eyes.

Bypassing the dense crowd, the three of them picked up a remote place to rest.

"Unexpectedly, there are so many flowers and trees planted in this palace, so Prince Huajin is also free." Yue'er said.

Bing'er smiled "puchi", "He doesn't need to do these things himself, isn't there someone else?"

"That's right," Yue'er replied, "But there are too many people today, and I feel a little suffocated."

Van Hua nodded.

Bing'er replied: "I heard that Prince Huajin is kind and generous, gentle and polite, so not only people from Yong'an County, but even people from several counties came to congratulate him!"

"Then will we be too exposed here?" Yue'er worried.

Bing'er said: "Just be careful."

"Why did the girl rest here?" King Hua Jin, who had changed into a fancy dress, came over.

Bing'er retreated behind Fan Hua, and said respectfully: "There are too many people in the yard, so I found this place to rest."

The corner of Prince Hua Jin's mouth raised: "This king is also happy, but this birthday can't be perfunctory."

Fan Hua followed with a smile.

Seeing the two talking, Bing'er secretly pulled Yue'er's skirt, and said to Fan Hua: "Sister, Yue'er and I went to see what there is to eat, and I'll bring you some by the way."

After saluting to Lord Huajin, the two left.

Prince Hua Jin looked at them and nodded appreciatively: "It's really reassuring."

Seeing Fan Hua's smile when he turned his head, he was taken aback for a moment, and said, "You really look like a person."

Fan Hua looked at him suspiciously.

Prince Huajin looked at him fixedly, and the past time flashed through his mind.

"More than ten years ago, when I was not a prince, I also met someone like you."

Van Hua nodded.

"At that time, I was hunting with my father, but I lost my way while chasing a sheep, and was attacked by a big black bear. I managed to escape, but I was also injured. Then I met her who was collecting medicine in the mountains .”

Speaking of this, a look of fascination flashed in his eyes, "She healed my wounds and fed me dark medicine. That was the first time I was treated so seriously and without any purpose. She sometimes Very docile, sometimes mischievous, and would scare me with wide eyes when I wasn't taking my medicine."

He looked at Fan Hua with a smile: "She treats patients seriously and carefully, just like you."

Fan Hua has been listening quietly, and when he said this, he took out a pen and paper and wrote: "Then what happened later?"

"I stayed in the mountains for more than ten days. As soon as I returned to the palace, I asked my father to marry her, but my father refused." Even now, his eyes are still filled with regret.

"I was banned by my father for half a month, and when I went to find her again, she was no longer there."

Seeing his appearance completely different from yesterday's romantic and suave appearance, Fan Hua also sighed in his heart, it turns out that this Prince Hua Jin is also an infatuated person.

Thinking about being so missed by someone is also a kind of happiness...

He gestured to Lord Huajin with his hand, and Lord Huajin knowingly called his servants to fetch the guqin.

"Actually, why do you want to avoid your own voice?" Prince Hua Jin asked after looking at Fan Hua for a while.

Fan Hua smiled at him, turned around and lowered his head to write for a while, and when he saw Lord Hua Jin couldn't help poking over, he even took it back.

But in the end, what Prince Huajin saw was only three words:

"Not answering."

Lord Huajin sighed helplessly, thinking that the other party would write for so long, it would be a full page, but in the end it was just three cold words.

Looking at Prince Hua Jin with a smile in his eyes, Fan Hua lowered his head and wrote, "I'm thirsty, can I have a cup of tea?"

Clapping his palms, he summoned an attendant, and Lord Huajin ordered him to pour a cup of tea.

Fan Hua, who was sitting opposite, shook his head and made a "two" gesture.

Not knowing why, Lord Huajin glanced at him, and when he saw his longing eyes, he thought that he was just too thirsty.

"I have a kind of tea here, and the brewed tea is quite delicious." Fan Hua wrote.

Lord Huajin watched as he took out two packages and poured the off-white powder mixed with yellow lumps into two teacups respectively.

Shake to let the powder dissolve in the water as quickly as possible.

Prince Huajin has been watching his movements quietly, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly Bing'er and Yue'er came in in a hurry, and before she had time to salute Lord Hua Jin, Yue'er leaned into Fan Hua's ear and whispered: "Your Highness, they are here!"

Fan Hua pursed his lips, glanced at Prince Hua Jin, and then handed the teacup to the two little girls.

"This is water soaked in ginger, drink it quickly, and we will leave immediately."

Without hesitation, the two picked up the teacup and drank it down in one gulp.

Seeing the empty teacup, Fan Hua turned his head to look at Prince Hua Jin, with a bright smile: "Uncle."

Lord Hua Jin was slightly taken aback, but he quickly realized it.

"It's really you, little nephew."

Fan Hua laughed and said, "Since the last time I played the guqin for my uncle, Ye Ji has never seen my uncle again."

Prince Hua Jin followed with a smile, and then said slightly bitterly: "Are they finally doing something?"

Van Hua nodded.

"Oh..." Prince Hua Jin sighed.

"Originally, I wanted to celebrate the emperor's uncle's birthday, but I was afraid that there would be too little time."

Bing'er and Yue'er looked at them in confusion, Yue'er just wanted to ask, but suddenly felt dizzy.

Seeing the two people lying down on the stone table, Prince Hua Jin called his servants again and asked them to help them leave.

"Is there really no room for turning back?" Prince Hua Jin asked unwillingly.

Fan Hua waved his hand: "Uncle Huang, you know, this title has been fake from the beginning to the end."

"Alas..." Continued to sigh, Prince Hua Jin thought for a while, "How about I send someone to escort you away?"

Fan Hua shook his head resolutely, "Uncle Huang, I don't want anyone to lose their life for me."

"……All right."

Fan Hua stood up, walked outside, and said the last sentence:

"Bing'er and Yue'er, I'll leave it to you."

With a bitter smile on his lips, Lord Hua Jin looked at the palm of his hand, where lay a piece of paper densely packed with words.

He spread the paper, and it turned out that what was written on it was a musical score.

Looking in the direction where Fan Hua left, he said to himself, "This kid really hasn't changed..."