In the end, Jing Shang put the plate of pastries closer to Zhan Ying: "This is Bazhen cake, you love pastries, eat more, and I asked the cook to wrap a lot of them for you to take back as snacks." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zhan Ying felt that in front of Jingshang, she seemed to have become the little girl who was pampered by her brother again, not affected by the wind, frost, rain and snow, as long as she took good care of her and enjoyed the gentle wind and drizzle.

In order to let Zhan Ying eat more, Jing Shang put all the dishes in front of Zhan Ying, and scooped soup and vegetables for her during the banquet, but he didn't move a few bites, as long as he watched Zhan Ying eat himself, he was very satisfied.

Zhan Ying was very satisfied with this meal, she didn't expect that the chef on the scene had better cooking skills than the chef in Xiangfu, and these dishes were not ordinary dishes, which showed that the scene was not tired of eating.

"Jingshang, these ingredients are so precious and hard to come by, are you so casual as an ordinary dinner?" Zhan Ying couldn't help but ask him after rinsing his mouth.

"No matter how precious it is, it's for people to eat, let alone for you to eat, no matter how good it is." Jing Shang handed her a handkerchief.

"Seeing that you are so full, how about we go out for a walk and eliminate our food?" Proposed on the scene.

Zhan Ying was happy, and the two got up and went out. As soon as I opened the door, I saw that the sky outside was snowing heavily, and the scene called Qingtong, and in a moment I took two cloaks and a lamp.

Jingshang shook off the red fox fur cloak, at first glance it was made for women, the whole piece of Dayu is made of red fox fur, oily and smooth, the needle hair is generally long and short, and it is a high-quality fox skin at first sight. Jing tied it for her and put on a hat, the length was just right, and the bright red lined Zhan Ying's face that had just drunk wine was like a peach blossom.

He was satisfied: "This was made for you, and now I happened to wear it, so I don't need to send someone to send it to you." ”

He himself put on a gray cloak, but did not put on a hat, took the wind lantern from Qingtong's hand, carried it, signaled that Qingtong did not need to follow, and went along the stone road to the plum forest.

Qingtong looked at the backs of the two, and in the snow, the two figures, one gray and one red, walked side by side, and the scene was as beautiful as a painting. Many years later, when Qingtong's painting skills were slightly successful, he painted a picture of looking for plum on a snowy night with his memory, but Zhan Ying praised it very much, saying that it was the best painting he painted.

Zhan Ying couldn't help but glance back at Qingtong, who was still standing in the wind and snow, and asked, "Since when did Qingtong start following you?" At a young age, he is steady and thoughtful. ”

Jing Shang said lightly: "A few years ago, passing by a village, the plague caused the entire village to die, except for a few who were terminally ill and dying. Qingtong was one of them, his mother entrusted him to me before she died, and after I cured him, I took him out of the village with me, and has followed me ever since. ”

After hearing this, Zhan Ying couldn't help but feel a little more pity for Qingtong: "Qingtong looks very smart, it's rare that he is very stable at a young age, and you teach it well." ”

"He is already very intelligent, willing to learn, and has a high understanding of medical skills, so he can take charge on his own in time, only a little experience." Speaking of Qingtong in the scene, there was a faint pride in his words. That's right, Qingtong is like a younger brother to him, and he is also an apprentice, and some people will naturally be happy when they praise him.

Thinking of his younger brother, Zhan Ying thought of Mo Li again, I don't know where he is now, and the sudden kiss. Zhan Ying couldn't help but peek at Jingshang, if that kiss was Jingshang, it must be gentle... Her face couldn't help but heat up, fortunately it was at night and she drank alcohol, otherwise she would have been discovered by Jingshang.

There are plum blossoms on both sides of the path, blooming in the wind and snow, Zhan Ying said: "This should be the last snow of this winter, and the plum blossoms are about to wither." Be sure to visit the Hogetsu Zenji once to see the red plums there before they wither. After speaking, he remembered that the last time he went to Baoyue Temple, he caused unpleasantness on the way, so he immediately stopped.

Jingshang seemed to have forgotten about this, holding the wind lantern in one hand, and holding Zhan Ying's hand in the other, and turned around directly: "If you want to see why you need to change the day, go today, the light is good on a snowy night, and the red plum blossoms are more charming than the day, let's ride a horse." ”

Jing Shang took Zhan Ying to the stable, only the jujube red horse last time, Jing Shang himself turned over on the horse first, and then stretched out a hand to Zhan Ying: "There is only one horse, only you and I can ride together." ”

When Zhan Ying learned to ride a horse, the soldiers of the Zhan Jiajun sat in the back and taught her to pull the reins, and it was nothing to ride with others, she stretched out her hand, and Jing Shang pulled her on the horse, grabbed Zhan Ying's waist, clamped the horse's belly, and ran to Baoyue Temple.

On weekdays, looking at Zhan Ying's tall and tall figure, I felt that she was not very thin, but now she was riding on the same horse and hugging her waist, only to know that her waist was so slender, Jing Shang's heart tightened, it turned out that she was so thin, and she still suffered in the fortification camp.

Baoyue Temple is not as good as other ancient temples located outside the city or on the mountain, it is built in the city, and the incense is very prosperous. Today is not the fifteenth day of the new year, there are not many pilgrims, the Zen temple has long been closed, and there are no lights and candles that are bright all night, but there are still monks and novices doing evening classes, knocking on the wooden fish and chanting.

Jing Shang tied his horse and walked up the stairs in front of the Baoyue Temple with Zhan Ying, the gate of the Zen Temple was closed, Zhan Ying wanted to turn around and leave, but Jing Shang reached out and buckled the door knocker.

The one who answered the door was a little novice, who folded his hands and said politely: "Donor, the temple door is closed, come back tomorrow when you enter the incense." Jing Shang replied: "The little master went to talk to the abbot, and said that Qingyao's people were here, and they wanted to enjoy the red plums in the backyard, so they only bothered for a moment and left." ”

When the novice heard that it was Qing Yao who came, he directly invited the two of them in: "The little monk didn't know that Qing Yao's benefactor was here, and he was offended." The abbot explained that Qing Yao's benefactor did not need to be notified at any time, and was directly invited. ”

Jingshang folded his hands and returned the salute, "Thank you, little master, please take the two of me directly to Meilin, today I will not disturb the abbot to do the evening class, and leave after appreciating the red plum." ”

The two of them were led to the backyard and left on their own, looking at the red clouds in front of them, attracted by the beautiful scenery they saw. Both of them were silent, both afraid of being in a dream, and when they woke up from this dream, the beauty would disappear.

The north wind is howling, and the two of them are holding hands to enjoy the red plum in the snowflakes, although they are silent in this situation, but both sides understand what the other party is thinking in their hearts, and they all want to stop time at this moment, longer, longer, forever.

There is already snow on the ground, and the snowflakes in the air fall on the red plum from time to time, the red ones are more and more gorgeous, and the white ones are more and more white, and these two colors complement each other, which is amazing. And Zhan Ying stood under the red plum in a red cloak, as if he was integrated with the red plum, as if he was incarnated into plum essence, which was extremely beautiful.