Chapter 205: Peony Asks Flowers
"This ...... What kind of system is it?!" Aunt Zhao was in the secluded place of the flowers, and saw the scene of the first dream and Fu Xuan's forgetfulness from a distance, her eyes were cracked, and she couldn't speak for a long time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info Wei Zhen and Fang Xun were by her side, Wei Zhen was even more dumbfounded, and looked back at Yu Yinglang again and again to confirm that she was not confused by the flowers and looked at her wrongly.
Fang Xun's face was very indifferent, but no one heard a broken sound in his heart.
Under the first dream's repeated begging, he softened his heart and agreed to the first dream to help her take revenge. Chu Meng asked her to invite Wei Zhen and Zhao to the garden to enjoy the flowers in the garden this afternoon, but nothing more.
Fang Xun's head was not calculated accurately, I don't know if the scene in front of me was deliberately done by Chu Meng, or if she had to get rid of Fu Xuan and had to do it, if it was just to make him die, she wouldn't be so cruel, right?
"Yes...... Didn't Xuan'er claim to have a habit of breaking sleeves?" Zhao raised a finger and pointed to the two people who were affectionately snuggling in the flowers in the distance, and that finger trembled violently, and she also confirmed with the lotus heart holding her on the side.
Lianxin didn't dare to reply, only Fang Xun said lightly: "Broken sleeve Langjun is a good man, but there are also some who are also good women, both men and women." ā
These words undoubtedly hit Wei Zhen's face.
Yinglang was in a hurry: "Could it be that this first dream is a man's body?"
Wei Zhen glared at her, everyone knew that these words were all for Wei Zhen to play a round, but Fu Xuan really refused her family affairs, but Ying Lang said this It was better not to say it, only to make Wei Zhen feel more embarrassed, and his face was flushed with shame and anger in an instant, and he couldn't wait to dig a hole in the garden and escape.
"Auntie, you have to be the master of Wei Zhen!" Wei Zhen had nothing to do, so he threw himself into Zhao's arms and burst into tears.
"Good boy, my aunt will make the decisions for you. Zhao stroked Wei Zhen's fragrant misty bun, and said to Fang Xun, "Go and call Xuan'er over to talk." ā
"Auntie, let's go to that shady place and sit down for a while. Lian Xin persuaded and called the maid who came with her to find a soft cushion to pave for Zhao and Wei Zhen, but Wei Zhen still couldn't stop crying.
"Fu Xuan, Aunt Zhao asked you to go over and ask. When Fang Xun passed, the two of them had loosened their arms, the first dream was cold, so the summer heat was just right for her, and Fu Xuan was a man with strong blood, although he was drenched in sweat, but the smell was stained with a smell of patchouli, which was not unpleasant, but he was afraid that this sweaty first dream was uncomfortable, so he was reluctant to let go of his embrace, and when he saw Fang Xun coming, he was very indifferent.
"Coincidentally, you're also visiting the garden. Fu Xuan said lightly, almost subconsciously pulling Chu Meng's arm and hiding her behind her.
Fang Xun glanced at the first dream, she was lowering her eyebrows, her cheeks were slightly cloudy, the pair of water-cutting eyes were staring at the ground in a daze, and the slightly scattered broken sideburns were gently disturbing with the wind in the garden.
"It's better to come early than to come by chance, Aunt Zhao happened to see the two of you......" Fang Xun paused slightly, "Seeing that you two are 'playing' here, I sent me to find you to talk." ā
"Good. Fu Xuan still said lightly, without any panic after being broken by Aunt Zhao, he took Chu Meng's hand and said softly, "Come, beware of stepping down the stone steps." ā
But Chu Meng was a little shy, and her cheeks instantly turned crimson like rouge, so she lowered her head to the ground, and only let Fu Xuan drag her into the stone path, and Fang Xun followed on the side, she didn't dare to raise her eyes to look at Fang Xun for some reason.
This piece of peony stretched day after day, covering the flower path, Fu Xuan led Chu Meng forward, his jade face looked like he was visiting the garden with Chu Meng, not going to Aunt Zhao's questioning meeting at all. I don't know if it's the outstanding people in Wuyi Lane, or those florists are ingenious and seire, these peony flowers bloom very well, in the past, Princess Nankang was so elegant, and the peony was mostly pale pink and elegant white color, but Xie An felt that it was too plain white and lost its vitality, so he ordered someone to fill in a few bushes of red, and now it is layered, and the breeze shakes like a fairy dancing satin, and the colorful hair on the waist is flying, which is very good-looking.
Zhao and Wei Zhen were sitting under the big clumps of red peonies, but Hua Ze did not reflect the faces of the two of them at all, and those two faces were only coldly whiter than the white peonies.
"Concubine. Fu Xuan saluted, and saw Wei Zhen sitting on the side crying, and called softly, "Hello Miss Wei Zhen." ā
"It's a coincidence that today I can see Xuan'er in this garden. Zhao said.
The summer flowers were bright, and Xuan'er thought about taking the first dream girl out for a walk, and the imperial doctor also said that this would help her illness. Fu Xuan is still holding Chu Meng's hand and does not shy away from it.
"Xuan'er, what do you think of this peony?"
"Very good. ā
"Which is more delicate, red or white?"
"It's all beautiful. But if you look at Xuan'er, she likes it like her mother in general, and she loves the pale pink and white more. ā
"Then which peony is more graceful and beautiful than the peony?"
"If you say grace, peony can be called the first, but not necessarily graceful is beautiful, each flower into their own eyes, if you say you like, Xuan'er will feel that the sand in the dream is beautiful, pine and bamboo with it, contrast with each other. ā
Chu Meng listened secretly behind Fu Xuan, and she obviously felt that when she said the words "sand in the dream", her hand was firmly clenched by him.
Wei Zhen pretended to wipe away tears and weep, while listening with his ears pricked up, hearing this, his face was almost crooked, so Fu Xuan didn't admit that he was not from the Longyang Flowers!
Zhao said calmly: "It's a pity that pine and bamboo are planted in the garden, and since they have been planted, there are many people who can't help themselves, and the peonies or begonias or even crape myrtles planted next to them are not independent of pine and bamboo." After saying that, she looked at the first dream, and her eyes were no longer rude to the solitude and silence of the Buddha's meditation, but the control and mastery of an elder lady of a big family.
The air under the peony seemed to freeze for a while, and even the fragrance of the flowers did not fluctuate.
Fu Xuan said lightly: "But Xuan'er heard that pine and bamboo will grow new roots, born on the side, inch by inch, although the sand in the dream can be forcibly removed, but he has a wish, and it will slowly extend in her direction." ā
"Xuan'er. Zhao suddenly called his name sternly, and Fu Xuan didn't hold back his anger for a while, and regretted that he had gone too far. Zhao said: "Xuan'er, walk in this garden with your concubine, enjoy the flowers, spring is disappointed, and if you miss summer, it will be autumn, and if you want to find this flower, there is nowhere to find it." ā
Fu Xuan could hear that Zhao's was a metaphor for her own erosion of her old age, hoping for filial piety and care for her children, although her appearance was still youthful and charming, but the identity of the elder was there, Fu Xuan was still an instant softness in her heart, and she asked herself if she was indeed filial piety, and she was ashamed.
"Here the flower path sheep intestines, there are too many people and crowded, and the interest of enjoying the flowers is ruined, I see that this first dream girl is also a patient, the body is already weak, out of the walk for a long time, afraid of being infected with the wind again, it is better to go back and rest. ā
"Okay, after Xuan'er sent the first dream girl back, she came to accompany her to enjoy the flowers. ā
"What's the matter, such a maidservant, you need to be accompanied by your dignified Xie family when you go back?" Zhao's tone was gentle, but the question revealed in it was very cold.
"She was sick, and I was afraid that she would not find her way. ā
"It's better for me to go back with this servant. Fang Xun was busy with the round, which happened to relieve the tense atmosphere between Fu Xuan and the Zhao family.
asked Fang Xun to accompany her, Fu Xuan was even more unhappy, but Fang Xun would not harm the first dream, he could be trusted, and with Zhao's scorching eyes, he had no choice but to agree. He watched Fang Xun come over, took the delicate hand he was holding tightly in the palm of his hand, the jade shoot-like ice touch slowly peeled off inch by inch from his fingers, she was dumbfounded, but her eyes were shining, looking at him, as if he didn't need to worry, just rest assured.
"First Dream Girl, let's go. Fang Xun said gently.