The beautiful waters and mountains are clear and long, and when you return, you lean on the windows of the small pavilion. The spring breeze cannot relieve the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and you can smile and look for guests to taste it.

Compared with Bianjing, the small town in Jiangnan is really different. The former is elegant and refined, while the latter is brilliant and bright.

There are many small bridges in the water alleys, and people can sleep on the river.

A woman wearing a silk skirt with pear blossom embroidered patterns, like clouds and snow, walking slowly, her half-hung head, her steps were slightly faster, but she didn't feel rushed.

It was drizzling, and she held an oil-paper umbrella in one hand and a red bag in the other, as if she was only focusing on the road beneath her feet, but she almost ran into the man in white robe in front of her.

The moment she looked up, the girl's face was full of white face, white teeth and red lips, combing the clouds and the moon, the hair on her cheeks had already been dyed with water vapor, like fog and clouds. The whole face did not feel very stunning, but the temperament radiated from her body made people feel comfortable, warm, gentle and delicate, just like the light rain and the mist of mist.

"I'm so sorry." Wu Nong said softly, his voice was really nice.

The man in white robe shook his head, without a trace of unnecessary expression on his face.

The girl bowed slightly, although she was holding an oil paper umbrella in her hands and holding something, her movements were naturally light and without any sensation.

She walked to the side and passed by the man.

After walking two steps, the girl couldn't help but turn around and saw that the man was still standing there, and she didn't know what she was thinking about under the rain.

The man in white robe had no umbrella in his hand and had an independent figure. Most of his clothes were wet.

The girl pursed her lips, her eyes full of doubt.

"Young Master?"

The man in white robe turned around.

"Is your house nearby?"

He shook his head.

The girl turned back, walked to him, and handed over the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, "Young master, you can use it, my house is right in front of you, you will be here soon, it's okay if you don't use an umbrella."

The man in blue shirt half-hugged his face, looking at the innocent girl in front of him, and couldn't help but smile.

"Thank you!" The sound is like the sound of jade, like the sound of nature.

When the girl saw the man in blue smile, her eyebrows and eyes became a little more beautiful, her face turned slightly red, covered her head with one hand, lowered her hole, turned around and walked home.

When we arrived at the door of the house, a woman was coming up.

"Mom, why did you come to the door?" The girl smiled and stepped forward.

"It didn't rain when I went out. I was worried about you, so I came to welcome you."

"I'm fine, don't worry."

"Why did you come back in the rain? Didn't you bring an umbrella when you go to the Bufang?"

The girl didn't know if the umbrella could come back, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

"I, I don't know where I lost it." The girl said with a slight tone of blame.

"If you lose it, you will lose it. Go back and change your clothes quickly."

The smoke willows are painted bridges, the wind curtains and green curtains, and the girl embroidered flowers under the window, with her beautiful face half-covered. The embroidered pair of unfinished koi in her hand, with the base material being red brocade, bright red, even more red than the red glow in the west.

A tender and tender voice came, "Sister, a guest is here at home!" You can hear the high tone and excited expression.

"What guest? Makes you so happy?"

"I came from the capital, but I came from the capital. Let's go and see if it's okay?"

The girl was pulled to the front yard by her sister to see the guests from the capital.

Suzhou is far away from the capital, and few people from the capital come here. The last time the eunuch who came from the capital was the bright imperial edict from the palace. The imperial edict was bright. Everyone in the mansion knelt down to accept the imperial edict, but it turned out to be a marriage edict.

I don’t know who came from the capital this time?

The girl and her sister hid in the back hall and looked secretly from the window.

But it turned out to be a young man, the white-robed young man who gave the umbrella to the last time it rained.

The young man with white robe looked very outstanding. He only felt that he would forget his face when he looked at it and turned around. But the girl remembered his smile. When he didn't smile on his face, he was very ordinary. Only when he smiled, his eyebrows, eyes and facial features were all colorful, which made him look a little more graceful.

The young man in white robe claimed that his surname was Xue. He came to Suzhou for the first time and was the father who came to visit the girl.

His behavior is calm, his words are polite, and his words are neither fast nor slow, which makes people feel quite calm.

My sister was eager and said in a daze, "I don't know if Mr. Xue will live in our house? I came from the capital, and I don't know if the Xue family is a big family in the capital?"

The girl's father invited the white-robed young master to move in. The white-robed young master said politely and thanked him, saying that he had rented another place.

Suzhou is a place that makes people feel comfortable, peaceful and peaceful, and living there will make people not want to leave.

At least that's what the young man in white robe thinks.

The girl met the white-robed young man again. The white-robed young man said he wanted to return her umbrella. The girl actually felt that it was okay if she didn't want the umbrella, but she still followed him.

It turned out that the place where the young master of white robe lived was not far from her house, just next to her house, but the gate was located at the back, separated by an alley.

The white-robed young master rented there, and the plaque had been changed. She remembered that she used to be called Jian Yuexuan, but now the plaque has been changed to "Suxiang". The font is elegant and elegant, and the handwriting is very similar to the character of the white-robed young master.

No wonder she often hears the sound of the piano at night in recent days, and it turns out that it is him playing it.

The man in white robe was calm and calm. From the plaque at the entrance to the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in the courtyard, as long as she asked in confusion, he would tell everything very carefully.

The girl felt that she would never see the young man in the white robe again. She had just met twice, but she was panicked. It was a feeling she had never had before, which made her both curious and resist.

If it weren't for the emperor's marriage edict, she might have dared to be arrogant, but she could not, she could not resist the order, and her family would not be able to withstand the consequences of resisting the order.

The girl couldn't understand that her father was just a fourth-rank founding uncle, with a low official position and no power. How could Lin Suxin marry that young man with a talented talent, a handsome, quick-witted and eloquent talented person in the world?

She would rather marry an ordinary man and have a peaceful life.

Lin Suxin didn't know that this encounter became her concern, but she felt ashamed when she thought of the engagement she had already made.

She put on a wedding dress, her hair is combed with a high bun, her bead hairpin is hanging, and her veil covers everything in front of her. After leaving Suzhou, she knew that she would never come back in the future.

Tears dyed her wedding dress, and she followed her husband after getting married.

From the time my husband lifted her veil, she had an illusion that my husband was like the white-clothed Young Master Xue. But they were obviously two people, and my husband's face made everything around him lose its color. His delicate facial features were the most perfect gift from God, which was fascinating to the country and the world's number one young master, just like this.

How could Mr. Xue be the same as this perfect person?

But when my husband asked if your heart was in your heart, she was extremely panicked and felt that she had no face to see him again.

"Do you still like that Xue Ren?"

Lin Suxin shook her head no, no.

She doesn't know.

She had been moved by her husband's favor and love, but she still thought about Xue Ren. It was because she was too greedy! It was because she was not good!

"Why is Su Xin so stupid in our family? She usually shows so obvious that she can't tell!" She was very resentful and felt jealous of herself, which made her feel uncomfortable.

Lin Suxin moistened her eyes. Is her husband actually Xue Ren? She felt that she looked like her, but how could she ask?
Chapter completed!