Youmeng's face was in the man's chest, and both of them were caught off guard. With a "click", several volumes of books in the man's hand fell to the ground, and the cover of the top book read "Luoyang Earthly Records".

Youmeng looked up from his arms, and was deeply stunned when she looked at the eyebrows and eyes-

He was wearing a long blue-colored robe with a white shirt inside, and his long hair was drooping down to his shoulders. The fragrance of plum blossoms shrouded in his face like flawless porcelain, with extremely elegant facial features, and a pair of slightly stunned eyes, like the ethereal spring water, like the cold winter snow.

"Taifu?..." Guyu and Lixia were stunned.

When Youmeng looked at him, she seemed to be intoxicated by thousands of flowers in her eyes.

It's him...

The person she hides in her heart.

The fragrance of plum blossoms is as clear as it is, as if it is not, and the mist touched a string in Youmeng's heart, buzzing and trembling, making her thoughts drift until February of the previous year, the spring snow in Chang'an, and the cold plum blossoms were first released in Linyuan-

Taking advantage of the poetic solar term of the plum snow to celebrate the spring, the prince was instructed by the emperor and invited all the scholars from Kyoto to Shanglinyuan to attend the meeting in the name of the East Palace. They walked on the snow to appreciate the plum blossoms, savored poetry and discussed history, and cultivated the prince's mind and vision.

That day, Youmeng was wearing a vermilion velvet cloak, accompanied by Han Lu, and wanted to take a few beautiful new plums back to put them in a bottle and decorate her palace.

Walking along the path of plum blossoms, the cold dew smelled the fragrance and said: "Princess, you hear, it seems like someone is playing the piano?"

She had heard it long ago, and then she didn't speak all the way, just to listen carefully, and the more she walked, she became clearer: "The sound of the piano is better than that of the eldest princess."

"Isn't the princess joking?" Han Lu deliberately looked at her face and guessed the meaning of her words.

Youmeng smiled at her and said, "Of course it's serious." She had no intention and took the opportunity to implicate the elder sister, who was quite unfair to the name of a talented woman, and seemed to be petty.

"Is there anyone in the palace who can beat the eldest princess' piano skills? I really want to see it." Han Lu smiled and said what she said in her heart, holding a wind lamp in her hand to illuminate the light that was gradually weak in the dusk.

The master and servant walked a few more steps, and heard the sound of the piano very close, they stopped and peeked through the scattered gaps of the snow-covered plum branches—

The faint fragrance floats, and the sparse shadows are shallow. There is a pavilion next to the stream, surrounded by the wind of the stream, wind and rolling curtains, and the environment is very quiet and elegant.

The most eye-catching one was the elegant and elegant piano player in the pavilion. She was wearing a long ash gown and a plum blossom hairpin on her hair. Although she could only see some side faces from the Meng perspective, and she could not see her facial features and faces clearly in the twilight, she felt that the person was even more impressed by the mystery that was not seen by the flowers.

But when he saw a few white plums falling beside his piano, his slender fingers wandering on the strings, he played very focusedly, and he had forgotten everything.

Youmeng was fascinated by hearing it, as if she was in a dream, Youmeng said, "Do you know which song he played?"

Although she has been with her for a long time and is always influenced by music and music, this piece is considered a rare work among the great elegance, and Han Lu really can't hear it. She said ashamed: "I forgive me for being shallow and know very little about the music."

"It's the moon at dusk, the frost is sealed in the dawn, and several shadows fall into the riverside." Youmeng said softly and smiled slightly, "It's the "Plum Bedding in the Plum Blossoms" in "Manting Fang"."[1]

Han Lu suddenly realized: "The princess is good at learning, but I sigh that I am not as good as me."

"I am just a person of arty Gu Qu, with a pair of good ears to appreciate Miaoyin." Youmeng laughed at himself, "If you want to talk about lyrics and musical talents, if Sister Youxian is in charge in the palace, how can I be named after me?"

After saying that, Youmeng inadvertently raised her eyes and saw the shadows of plum branches swaying by the pavilion. She was dancing in the breeze in a trance. I don’t know if it was snow or flowers? But the scenery was so beautiful that it was already better than the fairyland.

And he must be the immortal exiled to Meilin.

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Notes:

[1] From Ge Lifang of Song Dynasty: "Manting Fang (Plum Bedding Hairpin)"
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