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Jiankang Yijun
Xie Wan and Wang Chuan were forced to set off after two or three days of rest in Nanshan. As a result of the exhausted boat ride, the two weak'female' children were unable to maintain their physical strength, so when they returned, they walked almost five miles to rest Five miles.
Slowly walking like this, when they came outside Jiankang City, it was four months later.
When it came, it was still ‘spring’ day, when it was back, it was already ‘glow’ and the sun was shining, and the lotus’ flowers began to fall.
Looking at the lush green'colors' around, Xie Wan murmured, "A dream wakes up like years."
Wang Chun looked back at her, shook his head and whispered, "What is the year, but only April." Her tone was full of joy and expectation of returning home.
The carriage began to accelerate.
When driving into Jiankang City, it was exactly in the evening when the golden sun hung on the west side, and in the blue and blue sky, the lingering clouds followed the wind.
Walking and walking, Wang Chun suddenly said, "What are they looking at?"
Xie Wan is still looking down and thinking, raising her head after hearing the words.
As she looked up, she met both sides of the street with countless obsessive and focused eyes.
Xie Wan’s "lip" angle is slightly raised, she smiles lightly, gestures gracefully, and touches the broken hair of the temple, thinking in her heart: they are looking at me
She was still a little uneasy. The four-month boat ride was tiring, and the ‘fine’ spirit was so depressed that her ‘flower’ face was slightly reduced, and her original white skin was a bit dull. But at the moment, with so many obsessed eyes, Xie Wan only felt that all his tiredness and depression were swept away.
Unable to bear, she stretched out her slim ‘jade’ fingers again, and brushed the broken hair that fell on her cheek to the back of her ear.
To be honest, everyone's eyes are really too mad, too focused, this pair of eyes is not turning, and the eyes are dumb and dumb, and Xie Wan is still a little flattered.
Because of this treatment, she has never encountered it before.
This era is a weird era. In the Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms, if there is a unique ‘sex’ beauty’ girl’, there must be empty streets in the city. However, in this era, almost all people have no feelings about the beauty of "beauty" and "female".
It can make them obsessed with madness, and crazy, become a beautiful erotic.
If a teenager has a peerless face, noble temperament, and extraordinary background, he will become a figure admired by all people.
So, although Xie Wan is self-proclaimed and beautiful, although she is one of the famous Jiankang beauty, she usually takes to the streets, even if she is dressed up, it seems that there are only a few people. It will definitely not be the same as today. Hundreds and thousands of eyes, staring without blinking.
When Xie Wan struggled to maintain her graceful smile and tried her best to make her posture graceful, it was almost sudden, and the sound of Wang Chun’s gasping came, “It’s him? How did he come? So fast?"
Wang Chun didn't care about the image of Xie Wan's hard maintenance, grabbed her sleeve and said, "A Wan, this kid is here too, hum, and he'makes out such a wind and a sorrow', which attracts everyone I'm crazy."
Aroused everyone's obsession?
Xie Wan was startled.
At this moment, a carriage drove out from the side and came to her.
As soon as the carriage appeared, Xie Wan gasped.
A teenager was half-hiding in the carriage.
The facial features are as beautiful as a sculpture, and the "she" sun robe entwined with ink and gold, and the thin as cicada's wings lie on the youthful "spring" and sturdy body, vaguely depicting the clothes Under the green "spring" and the publicity like the sun's "flower", there is noble.
Looking at the looming teenager's body, Xie Wan's heart beat suddenly'chaotic'. But she knew that she wasn't really emotional, she was just shocked by this beauty.
No one can blame the young man’s robe for being too thin. Looking up, the nobles in the street mostly wear this thin cicada-like dress. (When Mawangdui Han Tomb was unearthed, there was such a robe. It is said that he wore more than ten layers, and he can vaguely see a large black mole under the chest. It can be said that this thin robe is in At that time, the hot season was popular. Of course, this is only a robe, and the clothes worn on the lower body are usually thicker.)
When Xie Wan looked enchanted, he realized that it was not her, but the teenager.
The young man seems to be used to the eyes of everyone, and it seems that he never cares about the eyes of others. He was lazily looking at a bamboo slip. A gust of wind blew up the inner car curtains, and there were so many halves floating on the teenager's beautiful face. When gently touching, everyone felt that the wind seemed to be their own Hand, it touches the face carved by the heart of the sky.
The wind blew, the strands floated, sometimes touched, and sometimes floated away, just like everyone's heart, sometimes flying ‘swinging’, sometimes intoxicated.
Xie Wan woke up, she gritted her teeth and said, "Why is he here?"
She looked at Wang Chun and asked repeatedly: "How could he come to Jiankang? It's impossible, Qilang is ready to go out of the mountain?"
Wang Chun is still looking at the teenager. She whispered: "Which teenager has a thin spring shirt. I only learned today that there are also acacias in these seven words."
After reading, she looked back at Xie Wan, shook her head, and smiled bitterly: "It should not be." She shook her head again, frowned: "This kid is only 13 years old, and when I met on the mountain, I I don’t know if he’s so handsome.”
After all, she is the person of the Langya Wang family. At this moment, several thoughts were turned on, and she was wondering about the impact of the arrival of the teenager on Jiankang and the family.
At this moment, the teenager slowly closed the book and raised his head.
As soon as he lifted his eyes, he glanced at Wang Wangxie Xie Wan, Feng Eyes ‘yin’, the teenager smiled ‘too’, and lazily called out: “It’s a coincidence.”
His voice didn’t come out~IndoMTL.com~ Just when he smiled, a burst of screams rose from all directions, and countless young women who embraced him, not only completely drowned his voice, rushed up The flow of people also pushed the carriage of Xie Wan's block to the side.
This seems to be a signal.
In the blink of an eye, more and more voices came from a ‘women’ on the left side of Xie Wan, who were scrambling to find ‘flowers’ fruit in their own basket. After searching for a long time without finding it, she glanced over to someone who was holding a lotus. When the hand stretched out and grabbed it, she threw her hand far and threw it at the black'color' carriage surrounded by the crowd.
She made a good start.
In a blink of an eye, countless'women' picked up the fruit and flowers and smashed into the carriage. They smashed here, and there were a few'women' holding hands, lined up in three teams to block the front .
As the young ‘women’ held hands, Wang Chun said angrily: “It’s broken, I don’t know when I can go home.”
At this time, it was a habit that beautiful young people appeared on the streets, and everyone had the right to block the road. The passers-by who are suffering from the pond fish are the biggest nobles, and they have to tolerate it, and they have to smile and wait for those people to voluntarily let it go-this is a romantic.
Young'women' holding hands, eyes closed, happily blocking the road to stop the car, and in the mouth they sang aloud, "Who is the boy with thin clothes? He looks like a demon and a moon? The concubine was so drunk that my "Jade" had broken his heart and lived. He lived in Hou three o'clock, dreaming of his soul..."
The singing of the young ladies stopped, and the laughter was instantaneous, and the laughter was like a bright light. With the wind and the sunset, it spread to the sky and attracted a sense of freedom.
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