In spring and summer in southern Yunnan, the eyes are full of green and lush. The wind in the mountains also carries the fragrance of various flowers, mixed with the smell of green grass, which can make people feel refreshed.
Si Miao, who grew up in such a scenery, has a particularly lively and healthy beauty, although she is different from the fair complexion of women in the Central Plains.
The three of them led the horses and entered Yunzhong City on foot.
The sun shines on the road and on the street vendors.
The lively hawking sounds and the various people stopping in front of the vendors attracted Si Miao. She stretched her head out of curiosity, wanting to poke her head in to see what they were buying.
Some pedestrians on the road couldn't help but glance at her sideways.
Si Miao has not faded away from her usual dress in southern Xinjiang. She still wears two thick braids. Compared to a few years ago, she looks more elegant now.
The gentle wind enveloped all the passers-by, carrying various aromas of tea, flowers and rice.
"Si Miao, come quickly."
Qingyang looked at the girl who was dazed for a while in front of each stall. He motioned with his eyes to the man next to him to stop and wait. Then he reached forward and pulled the girl who was dazed in front of a booth selling makeup and powder. .
After coming back to her senses, Si Miao excitedly took Qingyang's hand and shouted: "Sister Qingyang, is this the powder that you Han girls use to dress up? It smells so good."
"Yes, I will slowly introduce you to these in the future."
Qingyang pulled Si Miao to a stall next to the powder.
The stall owner is a middle-aged woman. Because she has been out for a long time, there seems to be a faint sweat between her temples, and her forehead has become a little transparent due to the refraction of light. Her eyes are very bright, although there are a few streaks in the corners of her eyes. A few crow's feet were vaguely visible, but they were full of smiles. When they saw Qingyang and Si Miao, they greeted them warmly.
"You two girls, just take a look. I made all these jewelry myself."
The sterling silver earrings and hairpins seemed to shimmer under the sunlight. Si Miao couldn't help but sigh at the beauty of these jewelry. Although girls in southern Xinjiang are also used to wearing sterling silver jewelry, most of them are Some large necklaces and earrings, this was the first time she had seen such exquisite jewelry.
Qingyang picked up a light green Huasheng from the stall and pinned it to the braid on one side of Si Miao. Her hair, which was not originally wearing any hair accessories, instantly became brighter with its embellishment.
Qingyang took a step back, looked at it, and nodded with satisfaction.
Si Miao picked up her braid curiously: "Sister Qingyang, what is this? Is this for me?"
The stall owner laughed at the side: "This girl doesn't seem to be Han. This is called Huasheng, also called Huasheng, because it is a kind of flower-shaped jewelry. Girls here usually wear it between their buns. Girls wear it in their buns." Benjian is quite beautiful."
Qingyang gave Simiao a sly smile at this time: "You are about to meet your future husband, so you have to dress up no matter what. This flower-shaped jewelry is the most flattering to you. I wish you success as my sister."
If an ordinary Han woman heard Qingyang's joke like this, she would have blushed with embarrassment, but Si Miao, who is already outgoing, was very happy when she heard this: "That's natural, I followed my sister all the way here. Yunzhong City is here to find my future husband."
The performers on the street sang northern and southern ditties, and played various instruments in their hands.
When the three of them were about to move forward, a handsome man not far away waved excitedly to them. Nan Liluo couldn't help but become happy when he saw the visitor. Just as they were about to move forward, the visitor was already running towards them. , gave Nan Liluo a firm hug.
"You brat, you missed me so much when you were gone for so long."
Pedestrians on the roadside only thought that this was a pair of friends reunited after a long absence, and they would only take a quick look when passing by.
"Xinghe, long time no see, how are you doing?"
Nan Liluo knocked Ye Xinghe's back suddenly, and was naturally extremely happy to see his best friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
"I'm very good. I went out with the city lord to do a big job a few days ago." After letting go of Nan Liluo, Ye Xinghe winked at him, "I'll tell you more about this matter when I get back. Brother, please I’ll take you back home.”
While hugging Nan Liluo, Ye Xinghe noticed the two girls following him. At this time, he put away the attitude of joking with his friends just now, put his hands in front of him, and bent slightly to Qingyang and the others. A gift: "I haven't seen you for many years, but Miss Qingyang is still as charming as ever."
Although they spent a long time together, Qingyang actually didn't have much contact with the other people except Nan Liluo and Nan Liyu, especially Ye Xinghe, as the pavilion of the Wuqing Pavilion in Yunzhong City. Lord, he maintains a polite but distant attitude towards any outsider, so the two of them have not exchanged a few words.
Different from Nanli Luo Siwen's delicate appearance, Ye Xinghe's sharp and handsome eyebrows have always revealed a vague murderous aura. This may be the reason why he has been leading the Wuqing Pavilion all year round.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Xiyang was pinned to Qingyang's waist, swaying a little as she slightly bent over.
Ye Xinghe looked at the dagger at her waist, with a smile on his face, and then looked at the girl behind Qingyang who was looking at him intently.
"I think this is Miss Si Miao."
When he first entered Jialan City, Ye Xinghe was not with him, so he had not seen with his own eyes the hero Fan Xiao's feat of saving the beauty. Only later did he hear the talkative Nan Liluo mention it, and did he realize that it was a lovely Nan Xian. A girl, but now it seems that the cute girl they called her has grown into a beauty.
"Who are you?"
It seems that Ye Xinghe's pure and bright eyes have infected him, and his usually vigilant brows have rarely lost some chilling air: "I am a good friend of Fan Xiao. I knew that the girl was coming, so I came here specially to pick you up."
Upon hearing her sweetheart's name, Si Miao's eyes suddenly lit up and she took Qingyang's arm: "Sister Qingyang, let's go quickly."
Looking at Si Miao who had already pulled Qingyang and ran ahead, Ye Xinghe couldn't help but sigh: "The girls in Southern Xinjiang are really passionate and unrestrained. What kind of luck does Fan Xiao have?"
Nan Liluo poked Ye Xinghe with his arm and asked in a low voice: "If Fan Xiao knew that a girl was chasing him here to force him to marry him, wouldn't he run away? Shouldn't he?"
"Brother told him that you will be back in five days. He is preparing something to escape. If we go now, we can probably catch him."
Nan Liluo raised his head and sighed.
We haven’t seen each other for so long. It seems that the eldest brother’s evil deeds have taken another step forward.
The joy of silk and bamboo can sometimes be heard from the shops on the street.
The winter jasmine flowers carried by the water beside Fengling Lake have gradually withered, but the hydrangeas not far away have begun to bloom.
But at this moment, a shadow in blue clothes was sneaking up, carrying a small baggage on its back, and a sword hanging on its waist, trying to pass through the flowers.
"Where are Mr. Feng going?"
A joking voice came from the front, and Feng Fanxiao, who had been observing the situation on the side, discovered that a pair of white boots had stopped in front of him at some point.
He had no choice but to stand up angrily and said with an apologetic smile: "Brother, don't you think there's nothing going on lately? I'm just going out for a walk and I'll be back in a few days."
"Oh?" Nan Liyu raised his eyebrows, with a sly smile flashing in his clear eyes, "Why do I think you look like you are fleeing? Normally you wouldn't call me big brother."
"Oh, brother, please let me go. Li Luo will be back in five days, and he has brought that girl back with him. I have to avoid the limelight."
Nan Liyu looked up at the sky and said to himself, "It should be almost time."
"Brother, what did you say?"
Sure enough, in just a blink of an eye, a disciple from Yunzhong City came in a hurry, but he did not step forward, but stretched out his hand to signal to Nan Liyu, who immediately nodded knowingly.
A bad premonition suddenly rose from the back of Feng Fanxiao's neck. He turned around and wanted to run away, but someone grabbed him by the collar.
"It's too late for you to escape now. Li Luo has already entered the city. Xinghe has gone to greet him an hour ago. He should have entered the mansion by now. The peach blossom debt you incurred must be settled properly, and you can't do anything to delay other people's girls. A heartless man."
The sunlight stretched the shadows of the two of them very long.
Feng Fanxiao wailed, but he was no match for Nan Liyu, so he had no choice but to accept his fate and let him carry his collar and walk towards the hall.
At the same time, Ye Xinghe had already led three people into the corridor at the same time.
The main room, verandahs and verandahs are all small and unique, unlike ordinary objects.
The three weeping willow and rosewood doors are all open to the outside, and all you can see is a winding verandah and a corridor made of stones.
As Si Miao walked along, she couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of the houses in the Central Plains. The land in southern Yunnan has a lot of sunshine and little rain, so most people choose bamboo to build their houses. It is breathable and has a light fragrance, but at the same time it is also They don't know how to carve beams and paintings on it, mainly because there are few skilled craftsmen like those in the Central Plains.
Qingyang sighed a little. She never thought that she would step into Yunzhong City again in her lifetime. When she came here many years ago, she was still with her girl. Thinking of this, her eyes darkened unconsciously. After being away for so long, she wondered how her girl was doing. Can Jiuxia take care of her alone? Good for her? That weak girl can't lift it with her hands or bear it with her shoulders, but fortunately she has Brother Wen, so she feels more at ease.
While she was thinking wildly, the man beside her seemed to sense her uneasiness and quietly held her hand, feeling a warmth coming from his palm.
Qingyang looked at him in surprise.
Nan Liluo lowered his head and whispered: "Don't you think of your girl when you come back? Don't worry, if I am sure that there is nothing serious with the young master in the future, I will accompany you back to Jialan to see her."
The sun was shining brightly outside the corridor, and the man under the corridor looked at her with bright eyes.
Qingyang laughed, wondering if she would regret it in the future, but at least now, she did not regret following him back to the Central Plains.
"City Lord."
Following Ye Xinghe's voice, a man in a crescent white brocade robe appeared in front of everyone. A hosta pinned his black hair behind his back. He looked at everyone with a pair of bright eyes, with a smile floating in his eyes.
"Welcome home," a gentle voice sounded. Ranchen coughed lightly and walked slowly in front of Si Miao with a bright smile. "Especially you, Miss Si Miao, welcome to Yunzhong City. It's been a few years, how is the girl?"
"It's you, that weak brother from Zhongyuan." Simiao blinked and shouted happily.
When he heard that he was like this in the eyes of others, Ranchen couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Weak, that's quite an apt description of who I am now."
Ye Xinghe couldn't help but asked from the side: "Miss Si Miao, I have been wanting to ask you ever since I heard that you vowed to marry Fan Xiao. At that time, our city lord and Fan Xiao entered Jialan City together. Logically speaking, with our city lord's appearance, he is several blocks ahead of Fanxiao. Why do you fall in love with him? Is it just because he saved you?"
After hearing this, Simiao pouted, and actually thought seriously for a while, glanced at Ranchen in front of her and said, "To be honest, this brother is the most handsome, but he looks soft and weak. It feels like he is going to faint at any moment. To be our son-in-law in southern Xinjiang, he must be in good health."
Everyone's smiles were bright and dazzling.
This girl from southern Xinjiang is like the hottest sunshine, penetrating through the layers of clouds and mist, shining into the hinterland of the Central Plains.
Feng Fanxiao's wailing sounded at an inappropriate time from a distance: "Brother, I swear I will never run away, just let me go."
