Lin Yueru finally understood the reason why Li Ye wrote this poem. Li quietly sat down against the general and took out a silk scarf to wipe his eyes.

After Xiaoqing finished speaking, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Tang Qiuyu: "We just heard from Madam yesterday that it was Mr. who brought this letter. Mr. Please bring the reply written by Li Ye back to Zhongyu.

Forward to recipient."

Li Ye didn't tell her the story of Shangguan Wushuang, and naturally neither did his wife.

Tang Qiuyu took the letter, sighed softly, looked at the Wutong tree beside him, and thought that the love between the two of them is deep and there is no way for you to break it up.

The city lord got what he wanted, drank another drink with a few people, took the scroll and left happily.

The general patted Lin Yueru's back gently and comforted her in a low voice.

The gentleman lowered his head and said nothing. He always felt something was wrong. After thinking for a long time, it turned out that the lower half of the fern was missing. It seemed that his apprentice was used to being lazy. He picked up a chopstick of green vegetables and put it in his mouth to chew.

Li Hongxiu is a smart man. Looking at his man's appearance, he knows there is a story.

At that moment, she acted coquettishly, took her husband's hand and said, "I always feel like I'm not done yet. Is there anything else you're hiding from me? Tell me quickly while everyone is here."

Tang Qiuyu is also a careful woman. If she thinks about it carefully, something is wrong. She also opens her eyes and looks at her husband.

Lin Yueru and the general were even more curious, and the general couldn't help but said: "Is there any story in this? You can't hide it from an old friend."

Mu Mu and Xiao Qing had just started learning poetry, so naturally they didn't understand what the others were saying, so they just whispered to Wu Tong.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, the husband sighed helplessly, knocked on the table and said: "What's the story? I'm just angry that this guy is getting more and more outrageous. He actually only wrote half of a good poem and handed it over."

It’s over.”

Then he looked at Mu Mu and said, "Master and Madam asked you to study hard. This poem written by Ye'er is in his study. Have you read it carefully?"

Mu Mu and Xiao Qing shook their heads.

Tang Qiuyu, Xia Wutong and Ye Zhiqiu opened their eyes wide and looked at Mr.

The gentleman looked at the few people with a smile, thinking that this was his apprentice after all, and he could actually use half-fern poems to tease people. He stopped teasing the few people, and said softly:

The flowers float and the water flows.

One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.

There is no way to eliminate this feeling,

It's just a frown, but it's in my heart.
Chapter completed!