"Why? Today he took the initiative to invite me to talk, and I also proposed to meet once, as it should be."

Su Qingqiu smiled indifferently, all eyes on the country boy.

When the freckled girl heard this, her face turned blue and white, and she became more and more incomprehensible.

According to Su Qingqiu's words, "It should be like this", it means that love should go both ways, and Jiang Zhige should not take the initiative alone.

Could it be that his own Emperor Hange was really attracted to a mortal boy?

The lack of nostalgia when they parted was also self-cultivation as a great emperor, so he could easily find Jiang Zhige's position?

"Emperor Lord, the slaves implore you to take your life back!"

"As you are, why do you want to get involved with a mortal teenager?"

As a personal maid who has followed Su Qingqiu for many years, the freckled girl can't understand, nor can she accept that Su Qingqiu is involved with a mortal boy.

Su Qingqiu was confused and murmured, "Late Xia, actually I don't know why I want to get along with this young man..."

On the other hand, Jiang Zhige was also quite confused and thought to himself.

"That kind of feeling, it's like hit-and-run..."

"It's not right. If you insist, it should be love at first sight."

After coming to this conclusion, Jiang Zhige was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed.

Why would someone like him fall in love at first sight with the simple girl Su Qingqiu transformed into?

"One, love at first sight?"

Hearing Su Qingqiu's answer, Wanxia was frightened and lost her voice on the spot, her face full of incredible.

What kind of person is the emperor of his own family? If an ordinary man dares to have a blasphemy heart, she will raise his hand and kill him. Now, he actually said that he fell in love with a country boy at first sight?

Although he couldn't believe it, Wanxia did see different emotions from Su Qingqiu's eyes.

Otherwise, in the past, a maid in the late Xia dared to disobey Su Qingqiu's decision twice, not to mention causing anger, at least she would be punished by Xiao Shi.

Three days later, Luoqi City, Dongpan Lake.

Jiang Zhige changed into the appearance of Jiang Xiaofeng, dressed a little, and came to the painting boat on time to make an appointment.

As soon as he arrived at the lake, he found Su Xiaoxiao in the crowd at a glance.

At this time, she was wearing a blue-and-white Qian Yun immortal dress, her head was tied in shock, and she was quietly looking at the lake scene illuminated by the lights.

"First Clan"

Jiang Zhige was stunned for a moment, knowing that the other party was Su Qingqiu's illusory appearance, and knowing that this was a relatively mediocre appearance, but he didn't know why he thought it was very beautiful, too beautiful.

Su Xiaoxiao seemed to notice Jiang Zhige's gaze, turned her head and pretended to be unhappy: "Xiaofeng, you are late!"

"Sorry, there is something at home that took some time."

Jiang Zhige couldn't help but feel ashamed. In order to avoid being late, he also specifically learned about the start time of the painting boat parade. It was definitely not that he came late, but that Su Xiaoxiao came too early.

"Forgive you today, come with me quickly, or it will be too late."

Su Xiaoxiao didn't ask too much, grabbed Jiang Zhige's hand and ran into the painting boat.

Jiang Zhige looked slightly startled, and could only run along with Su Xiaoxiao.

In the past, because of Nangong Rou and Mo Ziyan, he was very resistant to contact with other women, but today Su Xiaoxiao held hands, but he felt a heartbeat.

Inside the painting boat, there are staggered offerings, joys and laughter, and most of them are accompanied by talents and good sons.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't seem to have any intention of drinking, and dragged Jiang Zhige to the side of the boat to enjoy the evening lake view.

Jiang Zhige looked at the beautiful lake scene, and couldn't help but feel some emotions in his heart.

The river lanterns drifting on the lake surface, and the night sky is full of lanterns praying for the sky, making the Dongpan Lake like daytime, and the beauty is dizzying.

Looking at the lake again, many men and women are standing hand in hand, or rubbing their temples, adding a blur to the beauty of the East Lake.

"It's been a long time since I meditated and enjoyed the scenery..."

Most of Jiang Zhige's thousand-year life has been fighting and killing, and since he parted ways with Mo Ziyan, it seems that this is the first time he can have such peace.

"I seem to be..."

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the beautiful scenery, her eyes were a little blurry for a while.

After three rounds of wine, she smiled for Bo Jia, and the talented people in the boat wrote poems one after another.

Some praise the scene, attract a lot of compliments, and some praise people, attract the laughter of beautiful women.

Su Xiaoxiao came back to her senses when she heard the sound, looked at Jiang Zhige and said with a smile, "Xiaofeng, everyone else is writing poetry, do you want to say something too?"

She said so, but she just asked casually, and didn't think Jiang Xiaofeng could have the literary talent for poetry.

Jiang Zhige nodded and fell into contemplation, as if pondering the verse.

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but smile, thinking that Jiang Zhige was covering up her embarrassment, but just when she wanted to change the subject, there was a sudden noise from the sky.

The two of them looked at the sound together, and the colorful fireworks came into view.

Colorful, bright and dazzling, it is worthy of the fire tree silver flower.

Jiang Zhige was in a trance and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

He didn't react until he noticed Su Xiao's smiling face beside him, and sighed: "Looking back at the slump and entering the world, looking at the fireworks and thinking about the love. If the fireworks are scattered into smoke, what is the love like flowing water?"

"The stream of water, the valley of wind,

Sand Manchuria, bird habitat tree.

Butterflies love flowers, people read the story. "

Su Xiaoxiao came back to her senses after hearing the words, and looked at Jiang Zhige in surprise.

In the poem, love is likened to fireworks, which are gorgeous and stunning, but the fireworks are short-lived and eventually dissipated by the smoke and dust.

If the love also flows away and finally ends, what will it be? Perhaps it is the stream of water, people think about it.

Su Xiaoxiao blinked and asked, "Xiaofeng, tell the truth, is this poem someone else's?"

In her impression, Jiang Zhige is just a country boy, how can he have the literary talent for poetry?

Jiang Zhige couldn't help laughing, shook his head and said, "No, it's just a feeling."

Su Xiaoxiao didn't ask much, she turned her head to look at the lake scene, and said with a smile: "Xiaofeng, there will be no reason, if love is like flowing water, then my love is like a river of time, never ending, forever. Endless."

............

Inside the Zhengyang Temple, Nangong Rou and Mo Ziyan both trembled.

To Su Xiaoxiao in the memory picture, the so-called love is just a few ordinary poems, but in their eyes, it means something.

"The emperor and the beauties accompany you to enjoy the scenery. Instead, you wrote a poem with such a short-lived sigh of affection. It seems to be thinking of Fairy Nangong and Fairy Ziyan..."

"Yeah, the love is like flowing water. He has been separated from the two fairies for too long. Even if he solves the misunderstanding and recognizes him, he is not confident that the two fairies still love him deeply."

Everyone in the hall also guessed Jiang Zhige's state of mind, and they all sighed with emotion.

"So..."

"Could it be that we are already dead in his heart?"

Nangong Rou and Mo Ziyan had tears in their eyes and almost cried again.

............

After the painting boat parade ended, Jiang Zhige and Su Xiaoxiao were about to say goodbye when Wanxia suddenly came over.

Wan Xia looked extremely solemn, she ignored Jiang Zhige and ran to Su Xiaoxiao and whispered a few words in her ear.

After hearing this, Su Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed with a trace of undetectable coldness, and she looked up at Jiang Zhige but returned to normal.