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Chapter 45 Lengluohanmei opens to the snow
"Sister, you absolutely can't respond. The paintings of the boudoir girl can't be easily passed on. If he is a prodigal son, and you take your paintings and talk everywhere, wouldn't it ruin your sister's reputation?" Bai Xiujin lowered her voice. Tao.
How Bai Suxuan didn't know this truth, she ignored Bai Xiujin's advice, took the painting and quickly chased it up, and said coldly, "Give this painting to you and Luer to me!"
Yan Su turned around and looked at her, smiling like spring breeze on the corners of her lips. He ordered the attendant to lead the wild deer and deliver it to Suxuan himself. Suxuan took the rope tied to the wild deer, turned around and handed it to Bai Xiujin.
Yan Su strode forward and reached out to pick up the painting in Suxuan's hand.
Snow was all over the sky, and the surface of Jinghu Lake behind Yan Su showed lapis lazuli-like clarity and color, lined with stone bridges and Xiangxue Sea, like a colorful landscape. He strode forward, his clothes fluttering, reminding Suxuan of an old poem, "The narcissus wants to go to the carp".
How Bai Suxuan didn’t know that he said that killing the deer was actually to get her painting. She tilted her head and smiled. Just when the painting was about to be handed over to him, she suddenly raised her hand and moved the cold plum picture behind him. Throw away the mirror lake.
Yan Su was visibly stunned, looking at his empty hand, giving her a little amused look. Suddenly stomped, a harrier turned over, and the whole person leaped back, trying to grab the painting.
Although they are close to Jinghu Lake, with Bai Suxuan's strength, this painting can't be thrown into the lake at all. But the cold wind was raging, and the painting was blown precariously over the lake.
Bai Suxuan didn't take a painting seriously before, but after throwing it away, she lifted her skirt and turned away. She ordered Bai Xiujin to untie the rope wrapped around the wild deer's neck and let the wild deer go, until the wild deer ran into the mountain and disappeared, she looked back at the lakeside of the mirror.
She saw him holding the picture of her and sitting on a rock by the lake. The purple dress on his body was obviously wet, but he seemed to ignore it at all. He only held the painting of her and looked down slightly. He seemed to perceive her gaze, he suddenly raised his head, a pair of handsome eyes held her gaze tightly.
Bai Suxuan looked at his jewel-like shining eyes, she felt her heart suddenly flustered, turned around hurriedly, and fled away.
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Memories are like a bowl of yellow lotus medicinal soup, exuding a bitter aroma.
For three years, Qin Jiu has become accustomed to forgetting. But since deciding to step into the Lijing City again, Qin Jiu was ready to face it. She didn't mind, and then recalled all the pain and even a hundred times.
Keep the bitterness on the lips all the time, after a long time, maybe the taste will be numb.
The snowflakes floated up at some point.
The most pure and pure things between the world and the earth, piece by piece, are like fluttering white butterflies, falling silently from the clouds.
The winter plums reflect the snow, adding more clarity and pride.
In the past, she loved to compose poems the most, and in this situation, poems are bound to flourish.
Today, she is most tired of such arty things, and she has no leisure, no mood, no energy to do it.
Qin Jiu turned and left. After walking a few steps, he vaguely saw a figure in front of him, accompanied by a low cough. She rushed to hide behind a thick old plum tree, and after a while, she vaguely heard the sound of tiny footsteps.
Qin Jiu held his breath and looked forward with the probe. Through the shadow of the plum blossoming through the branches and leaves, Qin Jiu saw Su Wanxiang wearing a snow cloak. She stopped under a plum tree, looked up at a winter plum tree, and whispered: "The fragrant petals are blooming together with the snow, and the white butterflies reflect the snow and add fragrance. Look at this tree, how beautiful the white plum blossoms are. !"
This poem is well done.
Qin Jiu squinted.
At this moment, another footstep came from not far away, and Yan Su appeared in Meilin.
He was still wearing the peacock purple robe, but was covered with a white fox fur cloak. The white fluffy collar swept the outline of his beautiful chin, making him look so gentle. His eyebrows are very long, with a thick ink color, so he can see the extreme.
He walked around the stone bridge and slowly approached Su Wanxiang.
Not far away is the azure blue Jinghu Lake, the old plum blossoming like a dream, the fragrance of the plum blossoms, and the richness is cold into the bone marrow.
Under the plum tree, a man and a woman stood side by side.
Su Wanxiang was climbing on a branch that bloomed the most brilliantly, tilted his head slightly, and sniffed a flower gently. Seeing Yan Su appeared, she slowly let go of the flower branch, covering her mouth and coughing twice.
Yan Su strode forward, and as soon as he reached out his hand, he grabbed the branch full of flowers, and said, "I folded you and take it back to insert the bottle."
Su Wanxiang shook his head hurriedly, and said in a low voice, "Do you want to fold them because you like them? It would be nice to let them fragrant on the branches. Your Royal Highness asked Bangxiang to come here, what can I do? If nothing happens, Bangxiang here. I'm leaving now."
Yan Su slowly let go of the blooming branches, and stepped in front of her, with deep affection in his quiet eyes, "Banxiang, I'm here to apologize to you."
Su Wanxiang’s lips raised a faint smile, and slowly said: "Your Majesty, you have known Wanxiang for a long time. Have you ever seen Wanxiang be so careful. It's just a few pieces of peony gowns, not to mention that you didn’t give it. It’s all from you, so what. I only know that the best you gave me is enough."
Qin Jiuyao saw Yan Su's lips blooming with a clear smile like a moon, and the warmth in the deep ink pupils seemed to melt the snow in the sky. He lowered his head and said, "Then I will send Wanxiang back."
Su Wanxiang raised her head and smiled and said: "There are ready-made carriages in the Xiang's Mansion, so please don't bother your Highness, Wanxiang will leave first."
After the lady finished speaking, she walked slowly along the path in the plum forest.
There are only thousands of trees that are gorgeous and crimson, and the upright figure under the tree is tall and lonely.
Qin Jiu found durians along another path.
At the time, durian was arguing with lychee.
The lychee must be folded back into the bottle and durian is not allowed. The cherry is on the side of the durian, and the loquat holds a sword to maintain a neutral attitude.
As soon as the lychee saw Qin Jiu coming, Xing's eyes lit up and shouted: "Jiuye, this plum blossom is beautiful, let's fold a few branches back."
Durian said loudly: "No, it's ruined the flowers and trees."
Qin Jiu smiled slightly and said: "Lian'er, don't you know that these flowers and trees need to be pruned every year. If these branches are allowed to grow, the plum tree will not grow tall. Just like the peach tree, if you don't trim off the extra flowers, A tree full of flowers will not produce big peaches. Lychee, you can just fold it."
The lychee smiled cutely at the durian, then climbed to the flower branches, and after a while, they folded several branches, including red plums and white plums. In the end, Durian was forced to carry a branch of red plum, and the group walked through the plum forest with a smile.
Suddenly seeing the figure standing next to Meilin, the laughter stopped abruptly.
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Thank you Xinnuo and hanna0120 for your flowers and diamonds.
The confrontation is about to begin. Ha ha