Fanwai-Mo Hua Shang Ran

I suddenly had something on my mind. Of course, as the owner of the first floor, I have always had a lot on my mind. Big things and small feelings inside and outside the building are all in my heart. But this time, it's different. This time, the worry is about a building rule that is more rogue than a rogue. There is such a rule in the building rules: if someone recites poems with four characters in sequence: plum, white, snow and fragrance... then, no matter who she is, the landlord must give way to her... of course, if the person is really not a good landlord, he can change his position one year later. Legend has it that the first landlord who can pinch and calculate predicted that those who can say this sentence will surely take the wounds flower building to another peak, and even let the wounds flower building soaked in blood escape from killing. Not many people believe almost absurd things, but no one dares to say they don't believe them. At least even I, apart from being half suspicious, am also half believing. So there are all kinds of legends and expectations. However, after so many years, there are not many poems with snow and plum, and there are no poems that meet such an odd condition. Therefore, this building rule handed down from generation to generation by the landlord is the same as whether it is there or not. However, on that day, I had nothing to do with my rare leisure, so I couldn't help itching at my feet. Luck, I stepped on the steps of lightness skill. I roamed all the way to the suburbs without anyone around me. On that day, the sun was shining, red plum blossoms were blooming, and the beauty was unusual. It is rare to steal half a day's leisure. Leaning on the branches, leisurely almost fell asleep, but suddenly I saw countless carriages and sedan chairs carrying a lot of luxurious dignitaries... I suddenly ran into the annual poetry meeting held by the emperor of the imperial court. Can't help but shake his head, want to go, just luck, but was scared by a beautiful voice from below, his strength dissipated, almost fell off the tree. The sound that almost caused me to fall off the tree was very pleasant, but what I could read was: "Mei Xuxun snow is three points white, but snow loses Mei a piece of fragrance." Leaning over and looking down with guilty conscience, I only saw a beautiful woman, Tingting in plain clothes, holding Mei with her hands and smiling like spring flowers. A beautiful woman... a woman three points more beautiful than a man... Suddenly, I was very sure in my heart. That sentence, that beautiful voice that makes people tremble, must come from such a person's mouth. Zheng Leng for a moment, then turned around, ordered, invited people, checked the background... and so on. Look, despite the accident, I am very calm! However, although I am calm on my face, my heart is somewhat uncertain, I know for myself. The name of the ruin flower building is nice, but it does ruin how many beautiful lives are in it. For example, every landlord died in the hands of the next one... This is a common practice. Only strength can determine whether a person can stand in the highest position. The old one has gone, the new one has come, everything is clean... even the name of the organization can be changed into one, meaning to start over. Of course, the legendary person who wants to ascend to the position of landlord with poetry will surely have a year of peace, and then it will depend on her own skill... However, looking down blankly at her rough and wide fingers, can the new landlord accommodate me? Suddenly, there was a little murder in my heart, but it was immediately annihilated... If my concession or death can make her living friends live better, it seems, it is also worth it? Then I was scared. It would be foolish for me to sacrifice my words so much... I have only been in office for three years, and I haven't had time to dominate for half a day. Just thinking, someone came to repay. People have been brought to... eccentric elves... with great courage and abrupt words... they are able to approach the most vigilant black Xuan body... Looking at Lan Xuan, who was confused, I was speechless and could only walk in silence. I never judge whether a person is good or bad, strong or weak according to other people's words... The reason is also simple. The Jianghu is complicated and shallow. I may not really be the boss in Shanghua Building, let alone the whole Jianghu? I think I am just the level of a pony. I don't want to listen to the old cow's words to go into the water or the squirrel's words to escape. I just walk all the way to the dark. Why cry when you don't see the coffin? As for if you really see it one day, you will see it. At that time, everything was simple. Therefore, those who should see in person should still see in person, and those who should entertain in person should still entertain in person. Serve in person, treat well. Even if the smiling woman leans in front of her now, she can't say which day she will kill herself. However, I only hesitate occasionally how to express it. After all, I have not spoken Manchu in detail for many years. -coarse voice, afraid she can't understand... somewhat also a little afraid, scared her. No, no! I'm definitely not afraid of her, just don't want to hear her scream, really, really, I'm not explaining, let alone covering up. Really, really, I am considerate and kind. But how dare this guy close his eyes and go to sleep, as if she did not exist as a big living person? It's just... How many sisters are working hard in this ruin flower building. There have been such big waves and splashes in the rivers and lakes. How much terror, respect and careful ingratiation have attracted among officials. But how can this guy dare to shake his head and say that I am not interested in pushing 625? I suddenly felt that I had some so-called... What was it again? Oh, yes! It's what Mei Huaer said, masochistic tendency. It happened that it had to be pasted upside down. It seems that it is not all for the oath of blood oath... but to be closer to her, it seems that you can be happier. When she laughed, it seemed that even the cold raindrops were happy, and even the haze and fog were bright. Really, that's what I think, that's all. This is even the last and only indulgence before my death... After all, in fact, I am more willful than her, haha. She frightened me more than once. It always brings me more surprises. As long as she gets serious, she can really do everything well-even Green Yin, who has always been picky, said so. However, however... She just doesn't take it seriously. I watched her deviate a little. Watching Ping an Wang alienate her a little bit, watching her squint and smile among the flattering ministers, watching her be disdained by the so-called "clean flow"... I am doing everything and doing nothing. She is not as mature and sophisticated as I thought, but still like the plum blossom blooming on the branches that day, charming and naive. The so-called moth to a fire... I want to get the love of the emperor, or believe the promise given to her by the emperor. I don't know whether this is serious or too careless to push myself to a dead end. I thought Emperor Yan was a man after all, and men attached great importance to love. However, he ignored it like her. Emperor Yan was an emperor and the emperor was ruthless. I, unexpectedly, added fuel to the flames. I regret it. But it's too late. Looking at her injured, I can only accompany her silently. I heard her swear to run away in a still beautiful voice, but I also saw her eyes attached to the ruthless capital. I'm worried. But she began to smile. Believe it or not? In three years, the ruin flower building will become unstoppable in your hands and mine? She asked with a smile, but her tone was proudly affirmative. It seems that I am going to get everything I want, but … but … It's really hard to understand. Simply learn from her and stop thinking about it. No, I wish I didn't. But... This heart continues to be heavy and deceptive. Why can't it be better? What is it?