"Ambitious, I want; Su Yueming, I want it too. ”

For a long time, his sonorous voice sounded in her ears, making her feel imprisoned by a magical power

After the wedding of Ah Hu and the third sister, they stayed in Xiangyang Village for two more days, and then they decided to leave, and when they left, Su Yueming made the bed.

When I opened the pillow, I found that there were three small flowers that were about to dry up under the pillow—

"What is this? None of them before. She stretched out her white fingers and twisted the withered flowers, each of which left a mark of a flower on the white sheet, and put it between her noses to smell it, and there was a faint fragrance.

After smelling it for a while, she didn't care, and wanted to throw the three withered flowers out along with other things.

"Hey......" Murong Canghai, who happened to come in, saw this scene, seeing this, he hurriedly picked up the three flowers that had withered and curled up together from the pile of miscellaneous things, and said, "I think these three flowers should be put in here." ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but say, took the sachet that Su Yueming was wearing, and put the three small flowers inside.

"......" Su Yueming couldn't help but feel strange when she saw him, "Three withered flowers, what are you doing in my sachet." ”

Murong Canghai smiled mysteriously and said, "This may be a special gift from your mother-in-law in this family, if you don't keep it, won't you live up to the old man's good intentions." ”

"What...... This must have been the day I went to the pear blossom forest, and I got pear blossoms in my hair and accidentally left them under my pillow. Su Yueming said that he wanted to take out the little flower.

But Murong Canghai held down his hand and said, "The pear blossom is white, I think this flower should have been pink and purple, it must have been given to you by the old woman, don't take it out." ”

Su Yueming looked at him with strange eyes and said, "It's just a few withered flowers, why are you so nervous?" ”

"If you keep it, keep it, it's so long-winded."

"......" Su Yueming still wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, it was just a few withered flowers, and she couldn't argue with him anymore, so she hung the sachet back on her waist, and there were three more Chanjuan flowers in it.

And it wasn't until a long, long time later that she remembered the three little flowers, and when she took them out again, the flowers had dried up to the size of dust, and until then, she didn't know the meaning of these three flowers.

When they left, the genius was faintly bright, and the two did not intend to alarm the old man and woman at home, so they left quietly as they came.

This tranquil village is even more tranquil and beautiful in the morning light.

The air is fresh, the morning dew is rolling on the leaves, the yellow-feathered birds are standing on their fingers and chirping, and a white mist rises on the river, like a Penglai fairyland.

Su Yueming remembered Tao Yuanming's song "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring", which is surrounded by mountains and rivers, the folk customs are simple, and the information is blocked, so there is really a feeling of the Peach Blossom Spring.

"County Lord, County Lord, the minion has found you." Before he left the village, he saw Bi'er and Lu Rong hurriedly sliding off their horses from a distance, and at the same time, there were several courtyards from the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, among which Feng Luo was also among them.

"Why are you here, what's going on?" Su Yueming had an ominous premonition in his heart and asked.

"The third aunt suddenly hemorrhaged, and the doctor said that the baby may not be saved." Bi'er gasped and said nervously.