Earlier, Chongmen Huan arranged for Ziyi to come here to wait, this courtyard is one of the many things left to her when Master Ban Hui was leaving, she and Ziyi agreed, meet here, and then take the carriage to Fengwan Tower.
The Wind End Building is outside the north gate, some distance from here.
"I almost didn't make it."
Chongmen Huan thought of tonight's events, and felt a little apprehensive in her heart, Yan Jiuming sent so many people to watch her, in order not to let her out of sight, and wasted so much energy, she just left, she got into the carriage, and the night breeze was much cooler.
Ziyi immediately jumped into the carriage and drove the carriage towards the Wind End Tower.
By the time they arrived at the end of the building, it was already time for the leak.
The Wind End Building was still the first time she saw it, but it was different from the last time, it was so lively, some people were dancing and some were drinking, and tonight's Wind End Building, so quiet that she couldn't hear any other sound except for the sound of the stream.
When the carriage arrived in front of the Wind End Building, a man came out of the darkness, and when he got closer, he could see his eyebrows clearly, it was Changsheng.
"The master is waiting inside, the fourth lady goes!"
He took the purple clothes and dragged the carriage to another place, and the wind was in the building, only the wind was blowing, which was blowing on her body, cool, but her heart was warm.
I never knew that I would be like this today, in order to meet a man, she came to so many hardships.
At night, wind lanterns are hung under the eaves of the verandah, and the warm yellow light illuminates the stream surrounding the thatched hut with brilliant and sparkling waves, like countless starlight crumpled at the bottom of the river.
When Chongmen Huan sat on the wooden bridge, he was a little apprehensive in his heart.
I always feel that the meaning of coming to see you tonight is very different from the past.
What the difference, she couldn't say.
Since he went to Changhuan Palace to recognize her that night, he has never appeared again, and after such a period of time, she found that she often thought of him.
In the past, she would never miss this person.
However, he is Shen Changan.
She walked on the wooden bridge step by step, feeling that she had put her steps very lightly, but she could still hear the sound of knocking, and Chongmenhuan's heart was also beating quickly in this knocking sound.
It feels like it's going to leave your ribcage.
The night was already deep, and the blue waves shimmered quietly, and all the waves sparkled under the eaves.
There was no one in front, and behind the thatched huts on the ventilated stream was an empty cloister, and he thought he should be behind.
She carried the lantern and went around the house to the backyard.
In the winding covered bridge, she saw at a glance the man lying under the wide eaves, the wine glass on the table was tilted, most of the wine in the wine jar had been drunk, it seemed that he had drunk a lot, and there were several wine jars piled up next to the table, and when she walked a little closer, she could smell the clear aroma of wine.
He was lying on the plank like that, the stream flowing under his feet, the dark clothes on his body were spread out, like a brocade quilt on the ground, the man was quiet with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep, the beautiful phoenix eyes were closed, narrow and evil, and the long eyelashes fell a circle of light and shadow under the eyelids.
It's beautiful!
It's just that the half of the mask on his face seems to have been born in his flesh and skin.