MTL - He is From Great Sea of Stars-Chapter 132 On the knowledge of choosing a princess

The mountains at night are silent but not dead.

There are birds, beasts and insects chirping, as well as the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the branches and leaves. Even the soldiers on patrol have stepped on the soil and fallen leaves, and they all have a pleasant taste of the mountains.

Huo Xingxing sat cross-legged on the chair, with his elbows draped over the back of the chair, his posture was lazy, and he recited the poem slowly. There seemed to be some shallow yearning in his tone, but because his voice was too clear, he could only hear a few words. Fragmented words.

What "Xinghe", what "Night Quiet", what "Deep Forest and Bright Moon".

Um?

The **** the floppy moved her ears subconsciously.

Isn't this Wang Yi's recluse poem "Xishan"?

How could such a young man in brocade and gorgeous clothes, who grew up in a golden nest since he was a child, read such a sullen poem at an age when he was determined to forge ahead?

Well, it's not too sullen, but after all, it's not his identity, the life that this age will yearn for.

Although she thinks that she may think too much, but to put it more seriously, Prince An's Mansion is her future home and support. If this person really goes to the mountains and forests, what will she do?

Are you a widow in the palace?

Lin Wan pondered for a moment, then raised her head and glanced at the young man with a confused expression.

Sure enough, the boy's eyes turned around immediately, his eyes were dark and staring at her, his voice was fierce,

"Look what I do?"

Huo Chaochao: "Don't be so fierce, treat the girl's family with a better attitude!"

The young man coughed in a calm tone,

"Am I pretty?"

......

Lin Wan blinked, not knowing whether to nod or shake her head.

"say."

The girl sighed,

"Does your lord know who the poet who wrote this poem is?"

"Master knows it's from the previous dynasty, why, you want to sue me for treason."

... Sooner or later, this guy has to be killed by his own mouth.

Lin Wan took a deep breath, calmed down, and showed a faint smile,

"Does the lord know why Wang Yi wrote this poem?"

Huo Xingxing felt that her words were a bit interesting,

"Returning poetry, of course, is written for the pleasure of retreating, but why?"

Seriously speaking, Wang Yi was not a famous poet in the previous dynasty. This poem of return to hermit was also seen by Lin Wan in an anonymous poetry collection. Like Prince An, who was rumored to be an ignorant playboy, he could read it. Coming out of this poem and knowing who the author of the poem is, surprised Lin Wan very much.

In the past, she would definitely praise her sincerely.

But what about today's situation...

The girl curled her lips,

"In fact, when Wang Yi wrote this poem, he was not really obsessed with recluse, but because he wanted to."

The boy raised his eyebrows and looked at her blankly.

"When he was young, he took the exam for 30 years, but he was still only a scholar. In the year of his destiny, he had a family with four walls, no wife and no children, so he could only retire in the mountains and forests."

Huo Xingxing snorted, nonchalantly, "Then treat him as nothing. Anyway, there are so many people in the world who are obsessed with seclusion, and there is no shortage of him."

"But in this world, most of the people who are addicted to seclusion, the original reason is the last resort."

The boy narrowed his eyes and looked at her sternly.

Lin Wan looked out the window without looking sideways.

"Reclusive in the mountains, in fact, is no different from the village people. Look at those peasants, the sun rises and the sunset returns, the wind blows the bamboo leaves, the birds, beasts and insects sing, and they also appreciate the wildness of the mountains every day. You really feel that these days are full of Interested?"

Huo Xingxing raised an eyebrow.

"Naturally," she interrupted what he had just said,

"Master An, you have a special status, so naturally you don't have to work as hard as those peasants, working hard to make a living. However, even if you play the piano, study, cook wine and tea, and do whatever you do, you are alone. After a long time, don't you really feel lonely? "

"The servants can do some physical work, but they are not your fellows. The mountains can't answer you, the water can't solve you, and the woodcutter is even more ignorant. bingo."

......

The boy frowned and stared at her with dark eyes.

But the girl still smiled lightly, her voice soft and tactful,

"Besides, in the mountains and forests, the sounds of birds, beasts and insects are interesting to hear at first, but after a long time, they become like cicadas. They often feel disturbing, the mountain road is difficult to travel, and the exposure is more profound. also......"

"Alright, alright."

Huo Xingxing interrupted her, his expression was not good, his tone was full of irritability, listen carefully, there is still half a bit of grievance,

"Why are you telling me all this mess? If you have the ability, tell Wang Yi!"

Lin Wan rolled her eyes.

"I just want to tell the lord that living in seclusion in the mountains and forests is really not as beautiful as the poems and travel notes. People who grew up in gold, jade and wealth, like the lord, naturally feel that the breeze is rare, and the rain and dew are also rare. I will feel that fireworks in the market are rare again."

She thought about it and said,

"Actually, the prince can spend a few days in the forest or in the village during his free time. This way, it will be interesting and not boring, which is the best."

The whole tent was silent for a while.

The young man looked at her with a pair of star eyes, his eyes full of displeasure and anger.

But Lin Wan looked innocent and didn't know what she said wrong.

"Why do you talk so much?"

In the end, Huo Xingxing snorted directly, expressing a stubborn contempt in his heart,

"He didn't say that he wanted to live in seclusion in the mountains!"

Oh.

"A person with the identity of Prince An will naturally not live in seclusion in the mountains."

The girl's eyebrows and eyes are curved, her voice is clear, and her smile seems to be filled with misty rain.

"That's what I said casually."

......

The boy stared at her, his black eyes narrowed, feeling as if he was being teased again.

But he looked at the girl's gentle and agile eyes, and he didn't know why, but he didn't know where to start his full of anger, and finally he frowned and glared for a long time, and it ended in a hurry.

"You, you are not allowed to speak next, it's annoying to listen to your ears."

"Okay, Prince An, rest well, I won't disturb you."

......

Huo Xingxing pursed her lips, seeing her unconcerned appearance, and the unchanging smile on her face, for some unknown reason, she suddenly felt even more angry.

"Humph!"

He turned around, took the chess sheet aside, and turned it over in a mess.

"It's time to call me, I will send you back as soon as possible!"

Lin Wan sat on the soft collapse and blinked.

In front of him was the boy's broad back and black head.

He sat cross-legged with his back to her, the book was clattering, and even the messy sleeves showed his inner irritability and grievance, just like the house cat that Qu Shuning kept.

She pursed her lips suddenly and laughed silently.

A lot has actually happened today.

One after another, it made people feel tired and exhausted, and almost wanted to give up their hair and go to the temple to be a sister-in-law, so as not to be disturbed by mundane things.

But of course, this is only Lin Wan's idea of ​​going wrong for a while. She knows in her heart that even if something more difficult than this happens, she can only choose to face it.

Back then, when her mother died, she held her hand and promised that she would live well.

Later, in the Qu family, she suffered a lot of scorn because of being under the shelter of others. In the beginning, even the slightly more capable nanny next to the master dared to show her face. In fact, none of the young ladies of the Qu family looked down on her.

At that time, she swore that no matter what in the future, she would live the same life.

But now it seems that Prince An is better than Wang Li.

First, Prince An's mansion is naturally splendid, and the side concubine can say that if it is true in the future...then will naturally raise their eyebrows and leave a proud back to those who once looked down on themselves.

Second, An Xiaowang is really a very simple and clear boy, Lin Wan can see through what he is thinking at a glance. Getting along with such a person is the time when she feels most comfortable, because she doesn't have to work hard to guess and calculate, and she never has to beat around the bush.

Third, simply be clear, just like facing a child.

Therefore, aging is good, and it is not a blessing to know that when we lose our horses.

The more I get in touch with her, the more I realize that this marriage may not be as difficult as she imagined.

Even if it is difficult, this marriage is already a certainty and cannot be changed. Only a naive girl like Qu Shuning would feel that she could go back on her words and talk nonsense in front of the Queen Mother with just her passion.

Lin Wan gently tugged at the hem of her skirt, and when the boy turned his head to put the book, he inadvertently revealed a few blood oozing from the ankle of his socks.

She has already made up her mind.

She must marry into Prince An's mansion, and, preferably, as Princess An.

Huo Xingchao was happy and willing to marry the princess An who entered the door.