Chapter 342 Lost (7)
Xiao Yi naturally understood that Nangong Yue was trying to change the topic, but her topic just happened to suit his mind. So he replied with a smile: "It was the emperor who sent me and the third prince to lead that King Cheng to walk around the capital. King Cheng heard that the scenery of Cuiwei Mountain is very beautiful, so we came with him."
"Oh." Nangong Yue replied lightly.
Xiao Yi was dissatisfied, and said a little eagerly: "Stinky girl, why don't you ask who King Cheng heard from?"
Nangong Yue's brows twitched, and she gave Xiao Yi a look. Could it be...
Xiao Yi nodded proudly, his sly eyes seemed to say, yes, that's it!
Yesterday, the emperor sent a few of them to take King Cheng to visit the capital, but the reason why King Cheng was interested in Cuiwei Mountain was precisely because Xiao Yi learned that Nangong Yue and the others were coming to Cuiwei Mountain for an outing today, and deliberately mentioned it to King Cheng, It aroused his interest, so these sons and brothers came here.
That's true... Nangong Yue doesn't know what kind of response to give.
Xiao Yi looked at her with a smile, his smile was dazzling, and he wrote: Praise me! Am I smart?
Nangong Tsang, who was parallel to Qu Jiayue in the front, suddenly looked back at Nangong Yue. Seeing that she was talking to Xiao Yi and looked very familiar, she couldn't help but feel a little strange: When did Sister Yue meet Prince Zhennan? ? ...it seems quite familiar.
This thought just passed by in a flash. Nangong Tsang saw that Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi behaved well, but they just talked and talked normally, and they were not too intimate. It seemed that they were no different from other young masters and girls, so Nangong Ting did not take this Things are too mindful.
The group walked for a while, and the sky gradually darkened. Suddenly, a large cloud of black clouds came from the south, which instantly obscured the bright blue sky. The sky was covered with layers of black clouds, and it felt like something was pressing down. Like on the top of the head.
"Tick! Tick!"
The bean-sized raindrops smashed down quickly, densely packed, and it hurt a little when it hit the skin, and everyone couldn't help but stop.
"It's raining!"
I don't know which girl exclaimed in a low voice. The maids were in a hurry. Looking at the blue sky and daylight, no one thought that they would suddenly think of the rainstorm, so they didn't bring an umbrella and could only pull up their cloaks to protect the girls from the rain.
Han Lingfu looked back at the winding mountain path behind him, and then looked up at the looming pavilion among the trees on the top of the mountain. They came up from the foot of the mountain and walked for at least an hour. If they went back the same way, I'm afraid everyone would be drenched in soup. It's better to go to the pavilion several dozen feet away to temporarily shelter from the rain.
He said decisively: "Let's go to the pavilion on the top of the mountain to take shelter from the rain!"
The girls were in a hurry, and everyone accelerated their pace and swarmed towards the top of the mountain...
Seeing that the pavilion on the top of the mountain was getting closer and closer, "Boom..." The dark clouds were dense, and a huge lightning flashed in the sky like a dark night. In a short while, it started to pour rain.
At this time, the pavilion on the top of the mountain has completely caught everyone's eyes. It is a pavilion with a wooden structure and a black tile roof. Because of the long time, the red paint on the top has been dimmed, and a huge plaque is hung above the pavilion. The three characters "Yuewei Pavilion" were written in golden lacquer.
Everyone was not in the mood to watch the pavilion carefully, and they hurriedly accelerated their pace and rushed into the pavilion like a swarm.
Fortunately, this pavilion is still big enough, even if they are more than a dozen female servants and twenty or so big men, it is more than enough.