Dream Broken You Pavilion

"Young master, Gao Liang asks to see you."

"Come in." Shang Wuyang's lazy voice came from the study.

Gao Liang opened the door and came in, walked closer, cupped his fists and said, "Gao Liang has seen the young master."

Shang Wuyang raised his eyelids and asked suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

Gao Liang whispered: "Last night someone saw Qingping quietly leaving the courtyard and going to another courtyard."

"what?"

Shang Wuyang angrily threw the book in his hand on the table, gritted his teeth and said: "She still went."

"Young master, do you want to change the place..." Gao Liang carefully observed his words.

Shang Wuyang frowned and pondered for a moment, let out a foul breath, and said slowly: "Forget it, let her go, since she already knows, it's too late to remedy it, besides, Fulong Mountain is such a big place, and she It is very familiar, hiding a big living person is not an easy task, and she will find out sooner or later."

Gao Liang said again: "Just now the spies from the mountain came to report, but the security in Jianzhou is still tight, and now they have sent many troops to the north."

"Oh? Quite fast, it seems that I underestimated them."

Shang Wuyang sneered: "There are mountains and mountains here, let them find it slowly."

Gao Liang asked again: "Do you want to tell the old lady about this?"

"Idiot!" Shang Wuyang stared at him.

Gao Liang's scalp tingled for a while, "This subordinate is wrong."

Shang Wuyang leaned his body into the back of the chair, squinted his eyes slightly, and murmured: "My young master is too late to watch the show."

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In the backyard of Xiaoyuntian, Qingping was walking slowly and bored, and saw a petite woman standing beside the flower garden in the distance, wearing a light yellow dress, with a high bun on her head, long black hair dragging around her waist, without any The well-groomed and delicate face reveals a touch of natural beauty. It is Shang Wuyang's wife He Lan Min'er. At this moment, she is staring blankly at the blooming orchids in the nursery, lost in thought.

Qingping felt a sour feeling in her heart for no reason, and even an unknown fire rose from her heart, and she walked slowly towards Helan.

Xu Shi was too focused on thinking about her mind, until Qingping stood beside her, she didn't notice it.

A smear of disdain vanished silently, and Qingping put on a bright smile, and gently parted her vermilion lips:

"Young madam, why are you enjoying the flowers here alone? Why, did the young master not accompany you?"

He Lan was taken aback, and suddenly turned around, "So it's Sister Qingping."

Qingping smiled and said, "Young Madam, what are you thinking about? So focused."

He Lan showed an apologetic smile, and replied: "I didn't think about anything, I just went to look at the flowers."

Qingping covered her mouth with her sleeve and gave a "puchi" smile, "It's the same, why does Qingping have this orchid to attract sister's attention, it's normal if you can't see it."

She turned her eyes to the flower garden and asked: "Everyone knows that Young Madam loves orchids, but why do these orchids have different leaves and no buds?"

He Lan replied: "It's just that the varieties of orchids are different."

"I don't know why my sister likes orchids. I think the petals are narrow and small. It's better to raise some peonies to look more noble." Qingping said.

There were layers of ripples in He Lan's eyes, and he said softly:

"Although the petals of orchids are small, they are exquisite and elegant, not very ostentatious; the color is light and elegant, bringing people a rare tranquility; Tenacious; orchids are small, but they can exude a seductive fragrance. Although peonies are graceful and noble, orchids are more noble and loyal."

After hearing this, Qingping opened her almond eyes, exclaiming exaggeratedly:

"Oh, it turns out that there is so much knowledge in these flowers. I'm sorry that Qingping's eyesight is dull, and she doesn't understand these flowers and plants. However, no matter how good the flowers are, there must be someone who knows how to appreciate them. Otherwise, no matter how beautiful the flowers are, Even if it blooms all year round, some people may not be willing to take a look at it. It is not only the sadness of the flowers, but also a waste of your painstaking efforts, young lady, don't you think so?"

Speaking of this, she nodded at He Lan and said with a smile:

"Young Master ordered Qingping to do a very important matter. Young Madam, please continue to admire your orchids. Qingping will leave first."

After saying that, he turned his head and swayed his slender waist and walked away slowly.

Seeing Qingping's leaving back, He Lan's eyes gradually filled with tears of grievance. At this moment, those beautiful orchids became blurred and ethereal in her eyes.Qingping's words echoed repeatedly in her mind:

"No matter how good the flowers are, there must be someone who knows how to appreciate them. Otherwise, even if the flowers bloom all year round, no one may take a second look..."

Standing quietly in front of the nursery, her thin figure looked so lonely and desolate.

......

"What are you doing standing here?"

A familiar and long-awaited voice came from behind, but without a trace of warmth.

He Lan looked back suddenly, and it was indeed Shang Wuyang's handsome but cold face that caught his eyes.

Suddenly seeing He Lan's face covered with crystal clear tears, Shang Wuyang's eyebrows trembled slightly, and his voice was low: "What happened?"

He Lan hurriedly turned her head back and said repeatedly:

"No, it's nothing, it's just that the wind dazzled the eyes." He took out a veil from his sleeve pocket, and wiped the tears on his cheeks, but who knows, the tears became more and more, as if they would never run out.

Shang Wuyang frowned slightly, "What did Qingping tell you just now?"

"she......"

He Lan hesitated to speak, then forced a smile, and said softly: "It's just my daughter's private talk."

Shang Wuyang frowned, and said in a deep voice: "She has words and intentions, you don't need to pay attention to it."

Although Shang Wuyang's voice was so cold that there was no warmth at all, He Lan still felt a strong warmth rippling in his heart, his cheeks blushed, and he replied respectfully, "Yes."

Shang Wuyang looked up at the sky, "It's going to rain, let's go back." After saying that, he turned and left.

He just walked away without looking back, leaving the woman behind him looking at his back helplessly...

The warmth that had just ignited in He Lan's heart sank in an instant until it was gone, leaving only an empty body standing blankly in front of the nursery.

It finally rained, and the icy rain hit the verandah, splashed on her face, and flowed down, and it was hard to tell whether it was tears or rain.She raised her head to look at the dark cloud-covered sky and the dense rain, showing a wry smile, "My concubine laughs like a flower, can you look back at me?"

......

Not far away from the corridor, Qingping looked at He Lan's desolate and lonely figure standing in the rain, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, but she didn't know whether this sadness was for He Lan or for herself... .