"Oh ......" Ran Zi calculated the time late, the grass was the bed, the breeze was blowing, and he couldn't hold it back, so he had already untied the purple cotton wide clothes in the depths of the grass and flayed them alive. The pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info and in the middle of the summer, I just arrived at the Baicao Garden...... Ran Ziwan couldn't think about it anymore, she just couldn't help laughing.

"Ahem...... Are these Xianzong grass?" Ran Ziwan got up and walked to Yao Po's side, picked up a dark red herb, and sniffed it gently.

"It's Xianzong grass! This grass is only available in the imperial capital, and it will dry in a few days...... It is easy to make a soft pillow and has a significant calming effect. Yao Po rubbed the soft branches and veins in the Xianzong grass to make the Xianzong grass softer: "Marry Dongzhou far away, the mountains are far away." Take it with you and you'll get a good night's sleep!"

"Mother-in-law!" Ran Ziwan suddenly felt a little sour in her nose, she was used to living in the Nannuan Palace, she was used to seeing the pothos bushes, she was used to drinking goat milk soup, and she was used to hearing the flute sound wafting in the night breeze of the Luluo Garden. In a few days, she will marry far away, far away from this loess, and away from Xuan Ge's unruly and cold eyes.

"There's Granny Lao!" the corners of Ran Ziwan's mouth were slightly hooked, looking at the medicine woman dressed in plain clothes. sniffed, pretending to be nothing, and continued to stare at the medicine woman skillfully drying the herbs she had picked back. If she can live in good health, even if it is thirty years of Shaohua, she is willing to stay by Xuan Ge's side. Every day, wrapped around his chest is strong and strong, soft and charming in his boundless heat, she wants to have children for him, and wants to toss and turn under him. Can it be ...... She has less than a year to live!

"Silly child!" The medicine woman did not look back, and did not notice Ran Ziwan's hesitation. She only knew that her master had been poisoned by love, and she could only marry the Sea King of Dongzhou in this life. She also knew that the little master she had guarded for more than ten years would marry Dongzhou in five days.

"Mother-in-law, go out for a walk at night!" Ran Ziwan watched as the medicine woman carefully picked up the medicinal materials in her hands, and carefully spread them on the cotton and linen square cloth brought by Zique. Thinking of these days, Nannuan Hall is fully prepared for her own distant marriage, and the medicine woman spoils the dowry of Ran Ziwan, and even the wedding dress that Ran Ziwan does not want to touch, she handles it single-handedly, sewing it herself, and staying up until late at night.

"Go......! The sun is just right, and my mother-in-law heard that there is a good place behind the temple of Tianlong Temple. The medicine woman stood up, straightened Ran Ziwan's dress, and beckoned Zique to follow Ran Ziwan out of the door of the east wing.

"Then let's take a look!" Ran Ziwan took a weak step, and the people in Nannuan Hall were dedicated to their own distant marriage, but it was Ran Ziwan's most unintentional marriage. She can use the flowering period to cut off her love for Xuan Ge, but she can't leave behind the gloom of the past in her heart.

It is said that Tenryuji Temple has a long history and has endured through three dynasties. The world is divided and the dynasty has changed, and it is like this Tianlong Mountain, standing in front of the world, overlooking the rising and falling gunpowder smoke in the imperial capital.

"Miss, let's walk half a pillar of incense and we'll be there! It's okay now, do you want to rest?" Zique thoughtfully took out a brocade handkerchief and handed it to Ran Ziwan.

"It's all right, let's go up quickly, it'll be dark in another hour." Ran Ziwan gently wiped the cold on his forehead and walked carefully on the winding path behind the temple. While Zique was talking, Ran Ziwan raised his eyes to look at the yellow leaves behind Tianlong Mountain, and was a little distracted: "That's ...... Sycamore?"

Under the mottled shadows of the trees, the leaves are yellow, and the thick branches are towering. Ran Ziwan's words sounded a little self-talking, and the movements under her feet were a little more anxious, she was surprised that she actually recognized the tree.

“…… The slave doesn't know!" Ran Ziwan, the way of nature, said the huge old tree: "The slave has never seen such a beautiful tree!"

"Eight thousand years of life without death, eight thousand years of death without falling, eight thousand years of immortality......" Ran Ziwan's eyes looked at the moon plane tree full of flowers, and chanted in a low voice The light sigh that suddenly appeared in his chest.

"Eight thousand years?" said Zique in astonishment, "Trees can live for so long, isn't that going to become essences?"

"Let's go! let's take a closer look!" Ran Ziwan kept on his feet, and there was a little fatigue between his vague steps.

"Miss...... Miss, what kind of sycamore is this? How is it different from the sycamore in our Nannuan Temple?" Zique's small mouth couldn't stop, and her hand holding Ran Ziwan was full of consternation.

"It'...... It's the ...... of the moon" Before Ran Ziwan's words were finished, he heard a leisurely voice floating in front of him.

"Wutong under the moon!" The warm and beautiful voice sounded not far away, Ran Ziwan looked sideways, and saw that on the mountain rock in front of him, there was a merry young man sitting on one leg...... She called him evil, and now that she saw Xuan Ge appearing here, Ran Ziwan was a little speechless.

"Slave and maid see...... Xuanxiao Wang Ye ...... "Zique gave a salute in a playful manner, and retreated behind Ran Ziwan.

Ran Ziwan stood quietly in the distance, forgetting words. The expression was slightly stunned, and his eyes were deeply locked on the mountain and rock, the still romantic heaven and earth were discolored, the unruly cold as frost, and the still blazing phoenix eyes contained the calmness of looking down on the world.

Xuan Gefeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he kept looking at Ran Ziwan, who was standing still at this time, motionless. There was a hint of playfulness in his eyebrows, and the look of inquiry was hard to hide: "Late...... Be...... Can't you walk again?"

Xuan Ge's words fell, and Ran Ziwan only felt a strange vibration around him. In the past, whenever he spoke like this, the next action was to forcibly pick himself up. Now...... Xuan Ge was just a temptation, and the cold words did not contain the slightest temperature. Before Ran Zi fell in love with the flower poison in the evening, Xuan Ge would pick up her delicate body domineeringly, wave his brocade sleeves to block the wind with his big hand, and protect her in his arms. And now Xuan Ge just asked, but he didn't move forward, the distance didn't seem far or close, but he never approached.

"Hmm......" Although Ran Ziwan knew Xuan Ge's hesitation, she felt Xuan Ge's temptation. She nodded her head almost as if she had never walked anymore, just like in the past.

Ran Zi's words fell, and some regrets were unstoppable. Obviously, she wanted to shake her head and refuse, but she nodded meekly...... In front of Xuan Ge, she has never been able to control herself, and her heart from her heart cannot be concealed.

Seeing that Ran Ziwan nodded sneeringly, Xuan Ge smiled with relief, smiling softly and happily. He got up slowly between chuckles, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he walked towards Ran Ziwan with shallow steps.

Ran Ziwan's calm eyes watched Xuan Ge slowly walk step by step, and Xuan Ge's handsome and dashing body was reflected in her beautiful eyes. (To be continued.) )