"The thin clouds make clever moves, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man travels far away in secret. When gold, wind, jade and dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can't help but look at the Magpie Bridge on the way home. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? "
Such a poem is extremely destructive to women in this era!
Wenren Jinping lost her mind for a moment and stared at the words on the paper without blinking. An Yan's words just now kept echoing in her ears.
"This is not written because of this poetry meeting, but just for you!"
Written for me…
She stretched out her slender green-white fingers, wanting to touch the paper, but when she touched it, she quickly retracted it as if she was frightened.
Wenren Jinping turned to look at An Yan, his beautiful eyes were dancing, his heart was beating fast, but he felt as if his breathing had stopped.
"you……"
At this time, An Yan directly grabbed her hand under her sleeve. Wen Ren Jinping's hand felt soft and soft. Different from Xuanyi's real person, it was a little bony. The palms were soaked with fine sweat, and the touch of her skin was It was so delicate that An Yan was reluctant to let go after holding it in her hand.
Wenren Jinping's hand was grabbed by him, and he subconsciously wanted to pull it out, but he couldn't resist An Yan's strength. At this moment, he didn't resist much in his heart, so he stopped struggling.
"Does this song suit you?" An Yan asked.
How could this be undesirable!
The An Yan in front of him was a bit beyond Wenren Jinping's expectation. He had behaved calmly in both poetry gatherings, but he didn't want to dare to be so bold in private.
And the poetry is much better than she initially thought!
This poem was written to her. Did he really think so? The two of them had only met three times so far...
Wenren Jinping, who was close to An Yan, felt that her body was a little weak at the moment. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at him.
Looking at her current appearance, An Yan felt that it would be okay to strike while the iron was hot and forcefully kiss her.
But if he really does this, it may have too big an impact on Wenren Jinping.
Moreover, his saliva also had a confusing effect. An Yan felt that the person in front of him would be his future wife, so it was best to keep his true feelings, otherwise he would die alone.
Wait until you get the method to perfectly control your body from Master Xuanyi.
"Is this word... what you just thought of?" Wenren Jinping buried his head in silence for a long time before asking in a low voice.
An Yan's heart moved slightly when he heard this, and he deliberately moved closer to her and said, "I have been thinking about you since the poetry meeting. If you don't see me for a day, I will miss you like crazy."
Not seeing you for a day makes me miss you like crazy.
Wenren Jinping felt that she was going crazy and her mind was confused. She felt that it was best for her to fall directly into the other person's arms.
The marriage between the two of them will take so long, how is he going to endure it?
An Yan then whispered in her ear and asked, "What about Sister Jinping?"
To him...
Wenren Jinping thought about her feelings for him, and when they first met, she could only say that she had no bad feelings towards him, but it wouldn't be too disgraceful to say this.
Now she is willing to make a life-long agreement with An Yan.
My future husband is not only handsome and has a beautiful mind, but he is also so affectionate towards me. The failed marriages of wealthy daughters in the play are not all true.
She opened her mouth slightly, and after a while she whispered, "Can you stop calling me Sister Jinping?"
An Yan chuckled: "Then I'll just call you Jinping. How do you want to call me?"
Wenren Jinping bit her lower lip. The two were so close that her face was almost touching An Yan's chest.
"Anlang..."
The slightly trembling sound of the two words made An Yan excited. At this moment, he only needed a gentle hug to hold her delicate body in his arms, but he still held on forcefully.
Thinking of Master Xuanyi's previous instructions, she couldn't help but secretly complain. The wedding was approaching, but she was guarding a beautiful wife but couldn't touch her. It felt uncomfortable to think about it.
"Jinping, what should I do if I want to see you again?" An Yan asked.
"What...are you seeing me for?" Wenren Jinping responded with a trembling voice.
"Nature is the solution to the pain of lovesickness."
Wenren Jinping didn't know how to respond. She felt that An was disgusted with the way he looked now. If the two of them met frequently before their remarriage, if they did something outrageous...
Out of line...
These two words made Wenren Jinping's face heat up and his heart felt extremely exciting.
As a young lady, she has never been exposed to anything other than secular etiquette, so she can't resist An Yan's bold behavior.
She lowered her head for a long time and then said softly: "Although I will not hold poetry gatherings again in the future, there will still be people in the West Garden..."
Doesn't the implication of this statement mean that this place should be regarded as a place for the two of them to have a private tryst?
The wedding day is coming soon, so it is not appropriate for the two of them to meet now.
Wenren Jinping didn't know how he said this.
At this moment, there was a sound outside the door, waking up the two people who were immersed in it.
Wenren Jinping panicked and took his hand out of An Yan's hand and took a step back.
She glanced at An Yan, her face flushed and she pursed her lips and said, "I'm going back first...you wait here for a while before going back."
She was afraid that someone would see her. Although the difference between the two's identities was only the last step, she was still a person who cared about her reputation.
An Yan smiled and nodded.
Wenren Jinping walked towards the door, then turned back halfway, picked up the paper that An Yan wrote, carefully folded it and put it away, and walked out of the room with a blushing face.
The person in the courtyard outside the door is Shen Rongqi.
She also excused herself from being drunk and came downstairs. She stood there alone looking at the green willows in the courtyard in trance, with a hint of loneliness on her face.
When she received the letter from Wenren Yunjian in Yunzhou, she was a little surprised.
You know, there are countless people who want to invite her out on weekdays, and the invitations received at home can fill the entire room.
Since her husband's death, she has no intention of participating in these gatherings.
But the admonishment of Wenren Yun is different. The three martial arts heroes are astonishing in talent!
The story of him composing twenty poems in a row was unknown to everyone in the Xuan Tang Dynasty. After that turmoil, the story of Wenren Yunjian and Princess Mingyue was circulated in countless versions.
She had also been fascinated by it, wondering how there could be such a strange man in the world.
Wenren Yunjian also heard about his reputation and wanted to meet him...
Although when she first saw him, his chubby appearance didn't look like the popular image, she didn't dislike him at all.
This long-cooled heart finally had some waves. Who would have thought that the other party was not interested in me at all.
Inviting herself here just wanted her daughter to see her.
Come to think of it, I am just a widow.
Even if he has some reputation as a poet, for a person of Wenren Yunjian's background, he might be a bit more dissolute. What are you asking for...
Shen Rong sighed deeply.
"Everyone Shen."
Then a familiar voice suddenly sounded. Shen Rong turned his head and saw Wenren Jinping not far away.
"Miss Wenren."
"I saw that everyone Shen was sighing just now?" Wenren Jinping asked softly.
Shen Rongxi smiled and said: "This is the first time I have been so far away from Yunzhou, and I can't help but miss my hometown."
Wenren Jinping said: "I heard that the sky and clouds in Yunzhou are different from those in Luoyang."
Shen Rong's eyes flashed with reminiscence, and he said: "There are many high peaks in Yunzhou. The sky above is as clear as blue, and the clouds are as white as freshly spun cotton. The breeze blows, refreshing, and sometimes it feels like everything is within reach. .”
Wenren Jinping was fascinated: "It sounds so beautiful, something that Luoyang doesn't have."
Shen Rongqi chuckled: "The prosperity of Luoyang is something that Yunzhou does not have."
The two just talked briefly for a while. Wenren Jinping glanced upstairs and said, "Everyone Shen, let's go back too. Maybe everyone is waiting for you."
Shen Rongxi thought to himself, it’s a pity that your father didn’t wait...
She smiled again and said, "Miss Wenren, please go up first. I'll get rid of my drunkenness and go back soon."
What Wenren Jinping was thinking was that An Yan was still in the room there and he was in the yard all the time, so it would be hard for him to come out.
He immediately nodded and said, "Okay."
Wenren Jinping turned around and left. Shen Rongknee watched her go up the stairs with her maid, and then breathed a sigh of relief. When she turned around, she suddenly saw something on the ground.
He bent down to pick it up and saw that it was a folded piece of paper. After unfolding it, he read the words on it carefully.
"Xianyun makes a trick, flying stars spread hatred..."
