Hua Qingyin

It was raining lightly, and the merchant ship from Lizhou was slowly approaching. As a noble lady of the Xu family, Xu Yun has been quiet and ignorant of worldly affairs since she was a child, and her life and career are also colorful. However, perhaps because of the strong temperature in Lizhou, Xu's mother died early after giving birth to Xu Yun. Xu Yun felt bored accompanying her old father every day. It happened that her aunt who was far away in the capital often thought about Xu Yun. Xu Yun also took the opportunity to come to the capital, and originally planned to stop for a few days with the intention of coming to see him, but she happened to meet him. Everyone knows that the young Marquis of the Xie family has a cold temperament, but he is also the man in the dreams of countless noble girls. He lived with his uncle in the Canaan Temple all year round to cultivate his character. It was not until the year when he was weak that he was brought back to the capital, and he went to war with his uncle. Wearing sandalwood beads in one hand and holding a silver gun with red tassel and velvet in the other, the young marquis has become a nightmare in all countries. Maybe the two people's fates were linked together at the Huai'an Building, or maybe the heart-to-heart talk under the Bodhi tree in Jialan Temple made the cold little Marquis' ears turn red, or maybe looking at his love rival who was a headache every day, Xie Jie was calm on the surface, but when he returned to the house, he couldn't hide his paranoid heart. The first encounter is accidental, the acquaintance is a dispute, the acquaintance is close, the separation is indefinite, and the reunion is lucky. Small theater 1: Xie Jie made an appointment with Xu Yun to meet at Tingyu Pavilion in the north of the city. Xu Yun missed half an hour due to a midday snooze. By then, the young man had been waiting in the pavilion for a long time. The girl was still panting slightly as she ran, and her face turned pale as she watched the tall figure walking towards her step by step. "Yes... I'm sorry, I'm... Late." Xu Yunzhong pulled Xie Jie's clothes with his fingers and lowered his head, not daring to say anything more. Xie Jie raised his hand and gently lifted the hair hanging from Xu Yun's ears. "Since it's wrong, well, why did you call me?" Xu Yun suppressed her blush and said nothing. Xie Jie pinched the girl's earlobe again Xu Yun's voice was like a mosquito or fly, and he said: "Brother Jie." Xie Jie took the girl into his arms, smiled, laid his head on Xu Yun's shoulder, and murmured: "Yun Yun" Small Theater 2: He Fuyao, the new top scholar, proposed marriage to the Xu family and wanted to marry Xu Yun. After hearing the news, Xie Jie was copying Buddhist scriptures in the bookcase one second, and the next second he took Xu Yun's hand and closed the door tightly, using extra force with both hands. Before Xu Yun could speak, Xie Jie's body was already pressed down, and the predatory kiss made her a little unable to resist. Xu Yun's face turned red from holding it back. After a few minutes, Xie Jie stopped, sucked her earlobe and said softly: "Yunyun, choose me..." Intention: Watch the flowers of the high mountains sink