The poem kept floating on the ground, then was swept out of the door by a whirlwind, dancing in the air, and then landed on the bluestone path in the courtyard, still floating and rolling forward.

Nalan Yuning strolled in the courtyard and found that the scenery of Durham Mansion was good, with a little bit of Suzhou gardens. The style of the courtyard popular in the capital was completely different, and it added a graceful style of Jiangnan.

There are cherry blossoms planted on both sides of the bluestone path, and some unknown flowers and plants. These are her favorites. The cool breeze blows, and a strand of her hair is wrapped around the corner of her mouth without knowing it, but she still looks beautiful at this time.

The rice paper with a short poem happened to roll to her feet. She slowly squatted down, stretched out her green jade fingers, and picked up the rice paper.

Nalan Yuning looked puzzled and opened her mouth lightly and said, "The roads of the world are long and affectionate, and we forget the mist and rain. Who wrote this poem?"

She put away the rice paper and said while walking: "The roads of the world are long and affectionate, and I forget the mist and rain. After ten years, I have gone without trust, and the two lines of tears are wet with red makeup. The sound of the geese passes by is empty, and the nameless person is in vain. The rain falls and flowers on the platform is getting older, and I see my daughter's fragrance from a distance."

She moved her little skirt slightly and moved her skirt to the ground. A whirlwind storm came, and the bright red petals on the ground whirlpools whirlpooled and danced.

Durum Qizhen walked on the streets of the bustling capital, with pedestrians and vendors standing on both sides of the street, with constant hawking.

Next to the stall selling oil paper umbrellas, the woman who looked like her girlfriend in her previous life suddenly appeared in Durum Qizhen's vision!

Dulun Qizhen thought he was dazzled again, so he rubbed his eyes. The woman had already left with a paper umbrella.

Dulun Qizhen stared at the graceful back, separated the crowd, and pursued them all the way. Just as it was about to get closer, the carriage was lit and the crowds around were dodging. Just as the carriage was galloping by, Dulun Qizhen turned around and looked around, and there was no faith in it.

Dulun Qizhen saw this woman twice, but at this moment he no longer believed that it was just an illusion. He looked around in a daze and finally locked in the woman holding a grease paper umbrella just now.

He used his light skills to step forward quickly, and suddenly detoured the woman like a whirlwind!

"Ah!" the woman exclaimed, and the oil-paper umbrella in her hand also fell from her hand and turned on the ground.

Dulun Qizhen's eyes lit up. Isn't this woman the favorite Xu Hui in her previous life?

The woman looked at Dulun Qizhen's originally gloomy look in surprise and became confused.

Dulun Qizhen said hurriedly: "Miss, I am in Dulun Qizhen, and I have no intention of offending the girl, just because the girl's appearance is very similar to an old friend in the lower house. I wonder if the girl can tell you your name."

"Puchi" the woman burst into laughter, her eyes like crescent moons.

She covered her mouth and asked, "Young Master, your excuse for calling me is really boring. I have met many young men like you today. Well, no wonder, the Chinese Valentine's Day is coming. If you are destined, we may see you again on the Chinese Valentine's Day. Goodbye, this young master."

After saying that, he smiled, picked up the oil-paper umbrella, and walked around Dulun Qizhen. After walking a distance, he couldn't help but smile secretly. Looking back, Dulun Qizhen was staring at her intently.

She smiled like a flower and said, "Hey, idiot, listen well, this girl is called Tang Yan."

"Tang Yan, Tang Yan," Dulun Qi Zhen murmured to himself, overjoyed. When he came to his senses, Tang Yan had disappeared.

Tang Yan walked alone on the bustling streets of the capital with an umbrella, smiling gracefully. The Qualification Festival is coming, so she is naturally very happy.

"Driving!" Suddenly, a fast horse spread out its four hooves and ran wildly on the street. Wherever the fast horse passed, the man was overturned.

The man riding a horse has a pretty face, wearing a close-fitting brocade jacket, and a delicate little hat on his head.

She pulled the reins, smiling, without any concern for her behavior, and kept whipping the horse's buttocks to speed up.

Suddenly, a woman in yellow wearing a red umbrella appeared in her eyes and exclaimed: "Get out of the way, get out of the way."

Tang Yan was stunned and stood there at a loss. She watched the tall horse slowly grow bigger in her vision, and her beauty was lost for a moment.

The rider was also extremely frightened. The horse was galloping too fast. At this moment, she couldn't help but see that the beauty was about to die under the horse's hooves!

At this moment, Dulun Qizhen saw a thrilling scene, his feet crisscrossed like the wind, bringing a wave of dust, like a whirlwind, suddenly appeared on Tang Yan's left, hugging her weak and boneless waist, and quickly evacuated under the horse's hooves!

"Miss Tang, are you okay?" Dulun Qizhen hugged Tang Yan and asked, "Miss Tang, Miss Tang."

Tang Yan's eyes were dazed, obviously frightened. She finally came to her senses. At this time, the handsome young man riding a horse had already dismounted.

She walked to the two of them and said, "Hey, why don't you know how to dodge? You see, my horse is frightened."

Dulun Qizhen saw that she was obviously dressed as a man and said, "This girl, you must be a noble lady in the downtown area. Look at it yourself, what did you make this street look like?"

"Who said there is no prairie here? I want to ride a horse. It's only here. No one said to me like you before. Let's do this. I'll give you silver notes. I heard you all like this, take it."

As he said that, he took out a stack of silver notes from his arms.

Dulun Qizhen said intimately: "Whose girl is this? She doesn't seem to be very versatile in the world." Look at the thick dozen silver notes, which can be at least ten thousand taels.

Dulun Qizhen said: "Miss Tang wants to accompany you for money, you have the final say."

Tang Yan said, "No, I'm fine, thank you, you call me, you call me?" Tang Yan had long forgotten Dulun Qi Zhen's self-introduction just now.

"Durun Qizhen." Duurun Qizhen replied quickly.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Today my cousin is coming back. I want to show him my newly bought flag suit. By the way, thank you, what needle is your name Durham?"

"Durun Qizhen" Duurun Qizhen was a little disappointed. Tang Yan also had a cousin. Nowadays, his cousin is definitely a rival in love. The Qing Dynasty law did not prohibit cousins ​​from getting married.

"Yes, Durum Qizhen, thank you. You are a good person. It's time for me to leave. My family is right in front of me. Your kung fu is as good as my cousin. When he comes back, you two will have a chance to compete and see who is good."

Dulun Qizhen was speechless. She kept saying that she never left her cousin. Could it be that her cousin was Murong Fu, and I am the stupid Duan Yu?

Dulun Qizhen said: "Who is your cousin? Is it very powerful?"

Tang Yan smiled and said, "My cousin is the majestic guard with swordsmanship in front of the imperial guard. His name is Cao Yin."

"Cao Yin?!"
Chapter completed!