The summer is over, the autumn fan is filled with fragrance of osmanthus flowers, and the curtains are quietly soaked in the small window.

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date; raising a glass to invite the bright moon, and facing the shadows to become three people..."

After Empress Yuan knelt on the vermilion short table, she held the wolf's hair and slowly wrote the calligraphy. She performed the brushwork of Mrs. Wei's "Famous Ji Tie", which is also known as small regular script for hairpins. Compared with Zhong Yao's regular script, the brushwork is clear, tall and elegant, and more pure and lively, so that there is a saying that "the ice of a broken jade pot, the moon of a rotten jade platform; it is as gentle as a tree, and the gentle as a breeze". Nowadays, most men inherit Zhong Yao's calligraphy, while girls learn from Mr. Maoyi.

It was less than a hundred words, but it took nearly half an hour to write it. The last stroke of the slanted stroke was squinted, the black ink-like eyes were narrowed, and the pen poked the shallow dimples with its pen, and the head was tilted. It was really a bit like the "Seven Formations" momentum, which was as horizontal as a formation cloud, as if it were a thousand miles away, as if it were a mountain stone, as if it were a broken rhinoceros elephant in the land, as if it was a hundred times a day.

Well, drink alone without a blind date...

This arrogant and beautiful gentleman, every poem he wrote is so arrogant, just like his people. In recent days, the name of the beautiful crane in Huating has spread throughout Shanyin City: Is the Jade Fairy of Drunken Moon? What kind of mood was he when he wrote this poem...

"Meow!"

The big white cat jumped in, rushed to the desk, shook its tail, and slowly wandered around.

"Xian'er, but have you gone to steal food again?"

"Meow……"

Queen Yuan took the cat into her arms and wiped the pastry crumbs from her beard with her hands. Recently, it often slipped to the next door, and she would eat very much whenever she came back... Next door... There is a beautiful man next door!

"Sister!"

Ms. Yuan was holding the hem of her pink skirt, revealing a pair of small fan shoes. She stepped on the Langmu Qulang, and gently swirled over the purple wood carving pillars and stepped into the room. She twisted the big white cat from Queen Yuan's arms.

He held it in his hand, turned around and walked, walked to the door, looked back and smiled, "Sister, lend it to me!"

"Meow!!"

"bump!"

The big white cat wanted to struggle to resist, but the back of his neck was held up, so he could only scream. Yuan was thinking about it. He curled his lips and thought for a moment, bent his middle finger at his forehead, and flicked it violently.

Suddenly, it became quiet!

Queen Yuan blinked her eyes, tilted her head, and was stunned.

"Prince..."

Ms. Yuan smiled and pinched the cat pretending to be dead. She turned to the opposite Queen Yuan to sit down. She reached out to hold the wolf hair in her sister's hand, and whispered a few strokes. Then she tore Zuo Bo's paper into a tube, got up and walked out of the house.

Queen Yuan's eyebrows trembled slightly, chased to the door, and asked in surprise: "Little sister, where are you going?"

"The White Cat Passes the Letter!"

"Stay away. Go together..."

Empress Yuan grabbed the wolf hair on the case and followed him...

Slowly.

Under the green wall of Manman's guaro vines, two young girls from aristocratic families held hands and looked up.

One was wearing a fallen horse bun, the other was tied around the snake bun, the pink one was furious, and each was shaking the bell. Outside, there were eight nervous maids looking around, looking around to prevent anyone from walking in front of him and seeing the little lady...

Empress Yuan felt a little regretful, and slightly narrowed her eyebrows and murmured: "Little sister, no better, no better, let's go back."

"Return, grab it!"

Yuan was whispering softly and pulled the silk rope in his hand suddenly, and then the big white cat screamed: "Meow!"

The poor big white cat has a wolf hair tied to its tail and a roll of paper wrapped around its back.

"Very good!"

Yuan Nv slapped the big white cat's face, held it in her hands, tried to lift it up twice, then took a deep breath, raised her hands violently, and with a "rustling", the big white cat flew out, targeting, and blue wall.

"Meow!!!"

The big white cat rolled a few times in the air, and finally grabbed Qingteng at the urgent moment, swung twice, rushed to the top of the wall, and looked back. "Meow!" and jumped into the next door.

...

Autumn has arrived, and the osmanthus flowers are blooming brightly, and the fragrance fills the courtyard.

The green ivy knelt on the side of the table to make osmanthus honey. The nanmu basket was filled with red and yellow petals, all of which she had picked in the morning dew in recent days. At night, the little man liked to eat it after practicing the word "词", and if he made some osmanthus cakes, it would be great. Well, every time the little man finished eating the pastry, he would always look at me more...

Thinking about it, my cheeks turned from shallow to dark red, but the corners of my mouth became more and more curved, and my smile was very sweet.

Mo Li sat opposite, squinting her eyes to embroider the dark crabapple for the new arrow robe of the little man. Her embroidery was excellent, even Yang Xiaozi praised it. The mistress and the little man wore and used it, and half of the brocade were used. Luluo envied her skillful hand and secretly tried to embroider the robe for the little man. The result was very frustrating. The begonia was not embroidered, and the fingertips were pierced countless times, dyeing them into blood plum blossoms...

"Meow!"

At this time, the big white cat rushed down from the wall, staggered to the front, and "meowed" around Mo Li.

"snort!"

Hearing the sound, Luluo snorted coldly and said angrily without raising her head: "Bad cat, steal the young man's pen, let Brother Laifu stew you another day."

"Meow……"

The big white cat shook his ears without fear, just circling around Moli and yelling.

Mo Li didn't want to pay attention to it, but she really loved it. She heard it screaming miserably, and her heart felt palpitations. She turned her head slightly, her eyes lit up, and she hugged it in her arms. The princess smiled and said, "Young man's pen, you're back!"

"really?"

Green ivy looked up and glanced quickly, her eyes fixed.

"Huh! This is...what?"

Mo Li took off the wolf hair tied to the big white cat's tail, and saw that there was still a paper roll wrapped around his back, and untied it in a few seconds. There was a line of words on Zuo Bo's paper, which was beautiful and beautiful, but he couldn't understand it.

"I'll give it to my little husband!" Luluo came over and took a look, of course she couldn't understand it. She blinked her eyelashes and pulled the paper roll without any trace. She turned around and twisted her waist and slapped it into the room.

Humph, fox...

Mo Li cursed in her heart, caught the wolf's hair on the table, hugged the cat, followed her and stepped into the room.

In the room.

The mustard fragrance is slowly soaked in the nose and moisten the heart, and has the effect of refreshing the mind and gathering the mind.

The sun shines through the window, half of the table and half of the beautiful husband. Liu Nong holds the book and reads silently, his slender sword eyebrows slightly raised, and his thick eyelashes puffing from time to time. He edits wisdom and Athens.

"Young man, I have faith..."

Green Luo Qiaoqiao bent over, stretched out her hand to gently brush it left and right. The embroidered shoes on the foundation and blue sides were soft at the entrance of the room, and she stepped into the study room with only pink Luo Xiangshu's eyes bent slightly, capturing the momentary loss of the young man. He smiled slightly, knelt on one side and presented a letter.

"letter?"

Liu Nong put the book in his hand on the side of the table. He picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. He took the half piece of Zuobo paper. The paper was very rolled up. He smoothed it with his hands and then used the paper to suppress the corners.

There is only one line of words in between: There are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood; I am happy to you but I don’t know.

"Song of Yue"

Well, the calligraphy is good, and the small calligraphy of the hairpin is quite charming. It has the charm of Mrs. Wei!

He asked with a smile: "Where does this letter come from?"

"yes……"

"It was brought by the cat. Little Langjun!"

Luluo was about to answer, but Mo Li snatched the first one. The latter walked to the side of the desk twice, knelt down, slowly placed the wolf's hair in the double dragon's tail frame, and then raised the cat in his arms.

"Meow!!"

"It was you."

Liu Nong was a little stunned, Shaoqing smiled indifferently. He turned his head slightly, his eyes involuntarily passed through the window and looked towards the wall. He went to visit Xie next door for the past two days. He once saw it staying in Queen Yuan's arms.

Queen Yuan, is it a flowery dress...

He shook his head slowly, folded half of Zuo Bo's paper, put it in his arms for a moment, picked up the book and continued to read it silently.

Luluo was about to grind the ink and said with a slight look on her head, "Young man, don't you go back?"

"No."

Liu Nong's eyes were condensed in the book, but his hands slowly reached into the tea bowl on the right side of the desk.

"Little Brother, the tea is cold." Mo Li reached out and looked at the side of the bowl. Seeing that the little brother was puzzled, he lowered his head and eyebrows slightly, and added in a low voice: "Sister Zaihu has told me that when the autumn wind blows, it is not advisable to drink herbal tea again."

After a moment of ease, he raised his head quietly, stared at the teapot and hesitated: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

"Go."

Liu Nong said softly.

"Yes, little husband."

Mo Li was blessed with a bliss. She looked at the crawling cat at her feet, and was afraid that it would make trouble for the little husband, so she hugged her. When she got up, she glanced over the corner of her eyes, her eyes were condensed for three breaths, and she coughed gently.

snort!

Hearing the sound, Luluo hummed disdainfully, but had to straighten her body. She quietly reached behind her back and pulled it gently, and moved her breasts upwards.

Mo Li raised the corner of her mouth with satisfaction, grabbed the teapot and walked out to the outdoors.

But Liu Nong has not seen all this, and perhaps he has not seen it either.

"Mo Li, can you be here?"
To be continued...