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Chapter 46: The cold plum blossoms bloom in the snow

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    "Sister, you must not accept this. The paintings of women in the boudoir cannot be spread easily. If he is a prodigal and takes your paintings and talks about them everywhere, wouldn't he ruin my sister's reputation?" Bai Xiujin lowered her voice.  road.

    Bai Suxuan didn't know this truth. She ignored Bai Xiujin's advice, took the painting and chased after her quickly, saying in a cold voice: "Give this painting to you, Lu'er to me!"

    Yan Su turned around and looked at her, the smile on his lips was as moving as the spring breeze.  He ordered his attendants to bring the wild deer over and deliver it to Suxuan himself.  Suxuan took the rope tied to the wild deer, turned around and handed it to Bai Xiujin's hands.

    Yan Su strode forward to greet her, reaching out to take the painting in Suxuan's hand.

    At that time, snowflakes were all over the sky, and the surface of Jinghu Lake behind Yan Su was as clear and bright as lapis lazuli. Against the stone bridge and the fragrant snow sea, it looked like a colorful landscape.  The way he strode forward with his clothes fluttering reminded Suxuan of an old poem, "The narcissus wants to go up to the carp."

    Bai Suxuan didn't know that he said he killed the deer just 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 pointed the picture of cold plum blossoms behind him.  Throw it into the mirror lake.

    Yan Su was obviously stunned. He looked at his empty hands and gave her a funny look.  Suddenly he stamped his feet, turned over like a kite, and jumped back, trying to catch the painting.

    Although they were close to Jinghu Lake, with Bai Suxuan's strength, the painting could not be thrown into the lake at all.  But a cold wind blew wildly, and the painting was fluttering over the lake.

    Bai Suxuan didn't take it seriously at first. After throwing it away, she picked up her skirt and turned around and left.  She ordered Bai Xiujin to untie the rope around the wild deer's neck and let the wild deer go. It wasn't until the wild deer ran into the mountains and disappeared that she looked back at the Jinghu Lake.

    She saw him holding her painting and sitting on a stone by the lake.  The purple clothes on his body were obviously stained with water, but he didn't seem to pay any attention to it. He just held her painting and looked at it with his head slightly lowered.  As if sensing her gaze, he suddenly raised his head, his handsome eyes catching hers tightly.

    Bai Suxuan looked at his eyes that were as bright as gemstones and felt her heart suddenly panic. She turned around and ran away as if running away.

    Memories are like a bowl of yellow lotus medicinal soup, exuding a bitter medicinal fragrance.

    Three years later, Qin Jiu has become accustomed to forgetting.  But since she decided to step into Lijing City again, Qin Jiu was ready to face it. She didn't mind, reliving all the pain again or even a hundred times.

    ??Always keep the bitterness on your lips. After a long time, your sense of taste may become numb.

    The snowflakes began to float without knowing when.

    The purest and purest things in heaven and earth appear one after another, like fluttering white butterflies, falling silently from the clouds.

    The cold plum blossoms reflect the snow, adding to the beauty and pride.

    In the past, she also loved to compose poems. When she encountered this situation, she would definitely become more poetic.

    Nowadays, she hates such arty things the most, and she has no time, mood or energy to do it.

    Qin Jiu turned around and left. After walking a few steps, he vaguely saw a figure in front of him, accompanied by a faint cough.  She hurriedly hid behind a thick old plum tree, and after a while, she vaguely heard the sound of soft footsteps.

    Qin Jiu held her breath and looked forward.  Through the shadow of the plum trees with sparse branches and leaves, Qin Jiu saw Su Wanxiang wearing a snow cloak.  I saw her stopping under a plum tree, looking up at a cold plum tree, and humming in a low voice: "The fragrant petals are blooming together with the snow, and the white butterflies reflect the snow and add fragrance. Look at this white plum tree, how gorgeous it is in bloom."  !¡±

    This poem is quite well done.

    Qin Jiu squinted his eyes.

    At this moment, another burst of footsteps came from not far away, and Yan Su appeared in the plum forest.

    He was still wearing the peacock purple robe, but he was wearing a white fox fur cloak. The white fur collar swept across his graceful chin, making him look so gentle.  His eyebrows are very long, thick and dark, and they are extremely beautiful.

    He walked around the stone bridge and slowly approached Su Wanxiang.

    Not far away is the azure Jinghu Lake. The old plum blossoms bloom like a dream. The clear plum fragrance comes to your nostrils, and the fragrance is cold and refreshing to the bone marrow.

    Under the plum tree, a man and a woman stand together.

    Su Wanxiang was clinging to one of the most colorful branches, raising her head slightly, approaching a flower and sniffing it gently.  Seeing Yan Su appear, she slowly let go of the flower branch, covered her mouth and coughed twice.

    Yan Su strode forward, reached out and grabbed the branch covered with flowers,??: "I'll fold it, take it back and put it in a bottle."

    Su Wanxiang hurriedly shook his head and whispered: "Are you going to break them just because you like them? It would be nice to let them hang freely on the branches and fragrantly smell. Your Highness invited Wanxiang to come here. What's the matter? If nothing happens, Wanxiang is here.  About to leave."

    Yan Su slowly let go of the flower branches and stood in front of her with long strides. His quiet eyes were filled with affection, "Wan Xiang, I'm here to apologize to you."

    A faint smile appeared on Su Wanxiang's lips, and she said slowly: "Your Highness, you have known Wanxiang for a long time. I have never seen Wanxiang be so narrow-minded. It's just a few pieces of peony clothes, let alone that they weren't given by you.  It's all from you, so what. I only know that what you gave me is the best."

    Qin Jiu saw from a distance a smile as clear as the moonlight on Yan Su's lips, and the warmth in the dark eyes seemed to melt the flying snow in the sky. He lowered his head and said, "Then I will send the incense back."

    Su Wanxiang raised his head and smiled and said: "There is a ready-made carriage in the Prime Minister's Mansion, so I won't bother Your Highness. Wanxiang will leave first."

    After the beauty finished speaking, she walked slowly along the path in the plum forest.

    Only the thousands of brilliant crimson trees are left, and the tall figure under the tree, lonely and lonely.

    Qin Jiu found Durian and the others along another path.

    At that time, Durian was arguing with Lychee.

    The lychees must be broken off and put into the vase, but the durians are not allowed.  Cherry is on the side of Durian, while Loquat is holding a sword and maintaining a neutral attitude.

    As soon as Lychee saw Qin Jiu coming, her apricot eyes lit up and she shouted: "Master Jiu, these plum blossoms are beautiful, let's take some branches back."

    Durian said loudly: "No, it's a waste of flowers and trees."

    Qin Jiuxiao said slightly: "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 taller. Just like the peach tree, if the excess flowers are not pruned,  A tree full of flowers will not produce big peaches. Just break the lychees."

    Lychee smiled coquettishly at the durian, climbed to the flower branch, and soon broke off 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 talking and laughing.

    Suddenly seeing the figure standing by the plum forest, the chatter and laughter stopped abruptly.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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