The next day.

Morning.

The entire Donghai Emperor was bathed in the noisy and bustling atmosphere. People obviously did not know the distant things, did not know the approach of the bright moon, or the harm of the strange powers and chaos.

This is a very normal morning.

The junior sister really doesn't know how to restore the letter from the fifth prince Ning Zhi.

go?

Or not to go?

What does the eldest brother know?

She sighed lightly and decided to go out for some breath.

After only two steps, dark clouds condensed from the sky.

The junior sister stomped her feet. On the beach in May, the spring rain was lingering, which was normal, but even the dark clouds could not dispel Zhu Lingyun's heart to go out to breathe.

She knelt on the wooden chair beside the bronze mirror, combed her hair slightly, then patted the thin rouge, and pursed a light red lipstick. She didn't put the rouge back until the girl in the mirror was still so watery and could see someone. She looked up again. There was always a bit of sorrow and love between the girl in the mirror's eyebrows.

Not everyone can become a master, but a girl’s most beautiful time is actually only a few years, but these years will be the most troublesome and painful years.

What if it does?

The person you like hasn't grown up yet, are you waiting or not?

"Senior Brother..."

Zhu Lingyun remembered his senior brother's fifth level of Earth Lock, and his temperament that disappeared at any time, and sighed softly, "I'm really not young anymore."

She took an oil-paper umbrella from the corner of the corridor and put on her boots. Before the rain could fall, she had already walked out of the school in the middle of the lake.

I didn't ride a carriage either.

No one was asked to accompany him either.

I walked across the long pier alone.

I arrived at the Yunyu Avenue in the south, walked along the small starry sea, and watched the so-called pleasure boats floating around in the distance.

Pick, snap, snap.

The raindrops fell.

There were also ripples on the lake surface. Then, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the lake surface became a white and desolate little flower.

Zhu Lingyun opened the oil-paper umbrella, and the people on the streets had already started to go in a hurry, but the vendors who were hawking under the eaves were still very enthusiastic.

As he walked, Zhu Lingyun naturally walked under the eaves of a restaurant, put his umbrella and stood quietly and rested.

In the distance, a figure suddenly ran over, as if he was hiding from the rain and ran under the eaves.

Zhu Lingyun glanced at him.

This is the appearance of a young knight, with a lot of fine raindrops on his black hair. Although his face is young and ordinary, for some reason, his overall temperament gives people a thrilling feeling that is almost magical.

The boy didn't wear any expensive clothes, he was just ordinary and simple, but he just gave people an extraordinary feeling.

Zhu Lingyun looked at him and stopped looking. She had a person in her heart. No matter whether that person understands her or not, she would not think of others.

However, the boy suddenly walked two steps closer, "This girl, I have something urgent to do. Can I borrow an umbrella?"

Zhu Lingyun was stunned for a moment.

Why do people always ask themselves to borrow an umbrella recently?

"Girl? Girl? I'm really in urgent need... If I go in the rain, my clothes will be wet, but I will be embarrassed."

Zhu Lingyun came to her senses, and she glanced around her eyes, as if there was only one person around holding an umbrella and hiding from the rain...

"where are you going?"

The boy smiled and said, "Longwei Street in the east of the city."

Zhu Lingyun thought about it and found that the distance was a bit far, so he handed the umbrella to him and added: "No need to return it."

The young man smiled and took the umbrella, thanked him politely, and then opened the oil-paper umbrella and walked into the rain.

After walking two steps, three steps, four steps, gradually getting farther and farther away, Zhu Lingyun stopped watching him. Now it was her turn to wait for the rain to stop, so let's wait. Just wait until the worry settled, "If the rain stops, go back."

Suddenly, an uproar sound came from a distance. Zhu Lingyun looked over and saw people on both sides of the street screaming something. After seeing that the boy who was leaving had already put away his umbrella...

The vast raindrops passed by him, but they could not touch him at all.

He walked in millions of rains, but he was like walking in a sunny day.

Then...

He stepped out in one step.

Clouds emerge from the foot.

Step out one more step.

Another cloud.

Until mid-air, the young man holding his umbrella stood in the clouds, his clothes fluttering, and he was already flying over the prosperous capital of this spring rain, flying clouds and fog towards the east.

Zhu Lingyun was stunned.

Last time I asked myself that the person who borrowed an umbrella was a prince, and this time I became a god?

What's going on?

The junior sister looked confused.

...

Not long after, the rain stopped.

Zhu Lingyun returned to the house and was still in a dreamy state. Then she saw a letter on her desk.

She rushed over curiously, opened the envelope and pulled out the letter paper.

The letter is still fresh and it says:

Wish the girl,

It rained heavily today, and I met by chance on the street. Thank you for the umbrella of the girl. I will come back tomorrow morning.

Qi Tian.

Zhu Lingyun was stunned, loosened his hand, and the letter paper fell to the ground.

...

During supper.

The junior sister took out another letter and placed it in front of the senior brother, and said with a vain eyes: "Look."

Xia Yuan opened the letter, glanced at the handwriting he was disguised, and said lightly: "You borrowed an umbrella by the lake again? Do umbrellas don't have any money?"

The junior sister nodded and hurriedly said, "This is not the point. The point is that this is a god. He can clearly not get stuck in the rain and fly in the clouds while walking, but he insists on asking me to borrow an umbrella, why?"

Xia Yuan: "Why do you think?"

The junior sister hesitated and thought for a while: "I am so beautiful?"

puff!

Xia Yuan sprayed the meal directly. Seeing that his junior sister looked dark, he quickly coughed and said seriously: "Junior sister, let me tell you a story."

"OK."

My junior sister has listened to my senior brother telling a lot of stories since she was a child, and she listened very seriously every time.

Xia Yuan thought for a while and said, "Once upon a time, a little woodcutter went up the mountain to chop wood. On the way back, he accidentally dropped an axe into the water. The little woodcutter started crying.

At this time, the water god showed his power. The water god grabbed a golden axe and asked the little woodcutter if it was his axe. The little woodcutter said no,

The water god grabbed another silver axe and asked the little woodcutter if it was his axe. The little woodcutter said it was not, either.

The water god then took a wooden axe and came out. The little woodcutter happily said that this is my axe.

As a result, the Water God also gave the two axes of gold and silver to the little woodcutter.

This story tells us that honesty is a virtue, and the junior sister kindly lends her an umbrella to the immortal, so this is a good relationship. The reason why she can make a good relationship is precisely because of her kindness."

The junior sister nodded in confusion, and then suddenly said, "Senior Brother, but that immortal... is quite handsome, is it really okay?"

Suddenly, the junior sister remembered something, "Oh no, tomorrow will be the day when the seventh prince arranges a car to pick me up for hunting!! What should I do?"

Xia Yuan said: "That's not right. If you reply to a letter, you will say that the immortal is coming to return the umbrella, and tomorrow will not be empty."

Junior sister: "That's the case...what if the immortal doesn't come?"

Xia Yuan coughed and said, "Immortals will not lie."

The junior sister thinks about it, too.

So she ran to the house and wrote a reply.
Chapter completed!