Zhuxie carved lanterns, the water color is dense. The maids shuttle back and forth, and the silk is flowing.
The Mirror Flower Waterside Pavilion is the waterside pavilion where the nihilistic flowers live. This place is a place of retreat and tranquility.
Today, the waterside pavilion is extremely busy. The small kitchen has been burning since dawn, and the lady in the kitchen can't wait to put on a full banquet.
What's even more surprising is that the sound of the piano is faint and melodious, and even the birds on the lake are mesmerized by it.
A soft pink sedan stopped unexpectedly outside the waterside pavilion. The curtain was lifted, and a slender jade foot stepped in. The maid quickly knelt beside the sedan, supported the jade foot, and put on Luo shoes embroidered with colorful phoenixes. Another jade foot stretched out from the sedan. There was a strand of gold and silver thread wrapped around the jade foot, and a jade bell hung on the thread, which sounded in the wind. It was still the maid who put on her shoes and socks.
At this time, a beautiful and soft voice came from the sedan, "There is no fancy playing the piano today, but it is different from the past."
Personal maid Xintao said, "Miss is worthy of being Master Wushuang's confidant. She can hear the difference. Every time my maid listens to Master Wushuang playing the piano, she feels it sounds the same."
The woman chuckled softly, "What do you know? In the past, he played with clear strings and a cold rhyme, completely aloof and self-appreciative. Today, however, he played with passionate strings and expressed his deepest feelings. I think there must be some good thing that made him It’s very pleasant.”
Xintao smiled and said, "I think only the young lady understands the young master's thoughts."
The woman in the sedan smiled and said nothing.
Xintao added, "It's a coincidence that we are here today. If we go in now, the young lady can brew a pot of fine rock tea and play chess with the young master again..."
"Stop..." The woman interrupted the maid's chatter. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, wait until the song is finished."
The clearer the sound, the more ancient it is. The tone is wonderful and the meaning is far-reaching. Really, this song can only be heard in heaven, and is rarely heard in the human world.
Just when it was endlessly memorable, a few rustling footsteps came.
"Oh, Sister Qingruo, we have to hurry up. After playing the piano in a while, the master will definitely drink the ice powder from Suxianglou, and that guy..."
"Shh..." a clear female voice said, "Have you forgotten what the young master told you? If you let it slip, I won't beg for mercy."
The speaker immediately said cautiously, "Yes, yes."
When several people passed by the soft sedan, the woman in the sedan suddenly said, "Wait a minute."
The leading woman seemed as if she had not heard anything, and kept walking as usual.
"Did I say you are all deaf? My lady is calling you." Xintao walked quickly to them and stopped them with both hands.
"A good dog stays out of the way." The woman's voice was loud, giving the master and servant a slap in the face.
Xintao suddenly became angry and shouted, "You are so presumptuous!"
The woman is not timid, "You stand in front of someone else's house and you don't know who is acting presumptuously."
"伱...you..." Xintao couldn't argue, and stomped her feet in annoyance.
Suddenly I heard the woman in the sedan say, "This girl has such a big air."
The curtain of the sedan moved slightly, and a jade-white hand stretched out. Xintao hurriedly stepped forward to help her, and the woman in the sedan stepped out. She had long eyebrows, a look of concern, and a pair of narrow willow eyes, lightly scanning the woman who was speaking.
"Qing Ruo, it turns out to be you."
It was obvious that the two of them knew each other. The woman named Qing Ruo said calmly, "Fairy Xueyue, you are welcome and well."
Bai Xueyao smiled slightly, "Qingruo is now the maid of Master Wushuang, and she is so honorable. How come she has forgotten our childhood friendship."
It looks like a joke, but sounds like teasing.
Qing Ruo said, "Fairy Xueyue is joking, I am just a maid, how dare I have a romantic relationship with the daughter of the Hongye Sect's master."
Bai Xueyao smiled and her voice turned serious, "Since you know that you are just a maid, how come you dare to put yourself on airs in front of this fairy?"
Qing Ruo is neither humble nor arrogant, "How dare you, Qing Ruo? It's just that the young master is waiting to drink Suxianglou's ice powder, so I'll buy it later. If I'm late in delivering it, I'm afraid I'll be punished by the young master."
"That's my fault." Bai Xueyao apologized.
Qing Ruo said, "Please give me a favor, Fairy."
"That's natural." Bai Xueyao said politely, but she didn't take any action.
Xintao also stood in front of them, refusing to give in.
The sound of the piano gradually faded away, and the wind and moon were silent.
Several maids were very anxious. Qing Ruo looked at Bai Xueyao and saw her smiling, lowering her head and playing with her tassel waist pendant, and secretly thought she was being hypocritical.
While everyone was in a stalemate, a silver dress with cloud patterns floated over. There is no beauty in the head and a jade temple, with dragon and phoenix postures.
Bai Xueyao's breathing became faster and her eyes were smiling. The reason why she trapped Qing Ruo was just to wait for Xu Wuhua to show up. In this way, she could follow him in without losing the restraint of a lady.
"Why did it take so long?" he asked, looking at the food boxes in the hands of the maids, "Have you bought everything?"
Qing Ruo said hurriedly, "I'll report back to you, sir, I've bought them all. My servant has already bought them, but Fairy Xue Yue blocked them..."
At this time, Niang Wuhua glanced at Bai? Yao, he said suspiciously, "Xue Yao, why are you here?"
Bai Xueyao opened her mouth to speak...
Xu Wuhua hurriedly waved his sleeves and said, "The Walker Conference is about to begin. You'd better go back and recharge your batteries."
"But I..."
Xu Wuhua smiled and said, "Don't be willful, the conference is important."
After that, he directed Qing Ruo and others, "Send the things in quickly."
Everyone quickly agreed, and Qing Ruo glanced at Bai Xueyao, who had a dull expression, and smiled lightly at the corner of her mouth.
The next day, Bai Xueyao stood in front of the Jinghua Waterside Pavilion wearing a long snow-gauze dress.
"Have you bought them all?" Bai Xueyao asked.
Xintao nodded, "I've found out everything. I bought a portion of each of the food Qingruo and the others bought at Suxianglou these days."
Bai Xueyao glanced at her approvingly, "Well done."
Xintao smiled and said, "When working for a fairy, you must do your best."
The superb piano music sounded again, Bai Xueyao's eyes were deep, "We just happened to go in to listen to the wonderful music."
The fragrance of flowers flows, and the corridors and bridges return. Where the sparse curtains rolled up, a figure sat gracefully, his slender fingers plucked the strings, as if stroking the face of his lover.
Bai Xueyao was about to take a step when suddenly a person blocked her way. It was none other than Qing Ruo.
Although Qing Ruo is not a stunning beauty, she is graceful and graceful, and a simple step can set off her elegance and beauty.
Her eyes were bright and she said softly, "Young Master has an order that no one else should disturb him when he is playing the piano."
Bai Xueyao's gaze was striking for a moment, but after all, she was a person with a strong heart. Soon, she suppressed her anger and sneered, "Am I considered an outsider?"
Qing Ruo smiled slightly, her expression was normal, "I'm afraid, yes."
Even though the anger was burning in her heart, there was no trace of it on Bai Xueyao's face.
"Then I'll wait here until he finishes playing."
Qing Ruo remained silent and stood aside with her hands down.
In the past, when I listened to the piano, I always felt that time flew by, the music lingered around me, and my thoughts were still lingering. But today, when I listen to it, it feels extremely long, as if the days are like years, and it is extremely torturous. The taste is also tasteless.
