The strange feeling was immediately replaced by sleepiness, and Wan Qianhiro dragged his heavy body to lie on the big bed, and when he opened his eyes, he realized that it was the next day. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 There was a faint hint of light smoke wafting outside the info bed tent, and there was some ancient aroma of lily flowers on a closer look.

When the tent was opened, there were a few Central Plains costumes on the side of the screen next to the table in the faint room, and the appearance was not much different from the clothes he wore when he was in the Central Plains. This is the desert, and the subordinate who is not afraid of death dares to take this kind of unruly thing privately, so he must have listened to the instructions of the principal, but this is the Xizun Palace, and the only one who can arrange the subordinate is Gu Yuxi. Just thinking about it, I saw a few palace maids walking in outside, and seeing that Bang Qianxun had woken up, he walked to the side of the bed and gently pulled up the veil, and whispered with a sweet smile: "Niangniang, you are awake, breakfast is ready, please Niangniang wide clothes." ”

Bang Qianxun looked at these palace daughters with very faces, but they all gave birth to handsome faces, "Are you the palace daughters of this palace?" ”

"Yes, sis."

"Take these clothes... Is that you? Wan Qianhiro asked.

The palace daughter glanced at the clothes on the side of the screen and smiled: "It was prepared by His Royal Highness, he said that Niangniang will not need to wear desert clothes in the future, I am afraid that you are not used to it, and you are recuperating from your injuries, so all the rules can be put down first." ”

After that, several other palace daughters who were cleaning up the house also covered their mouths and snickered, Bang Qianxun couldn't understand Gu Qianxi more and more, he thought that he knew everything about this heinous King of Mobei when he was in the Central Plains, but now he realized that his thoughts were wrong.

"I see, what about my close girls Zhuchun?"

"Back to Niangniang, Sister Zhuchun has gone back to the Chulu Hall to take care of it, His Royal Highness ordered us to take care of Niangniang this morning, and Niangniang will go to inform His Highness when she leaves Xizun Palace."

Bang Qianxun felt awkward again when he heard the sound, Gu Qianxi is now nothing more than enclosing himself in his palace, and calling such a bunch of his eyeliner to take care of me, it is really a villain's plan. "I see."

After a moment of freshening up and having breakfast, Bang Qianxun felt that it was so difficult to pass the time, and there were such a few unfamiliar palace maids inside and outside the house, and they wanted to drink those unpalatable tonics, so that his heart was even more depressed. "I want to go out for a walk..."

Hearing this, a palace daughter dressed in green stepped forward: "Where does Niangniang want to go?" ”

"I heard that there is a plum garden in this palace, which is very beautiful, and I have nothing to do today, so I want to go and see it." Bang Qianhiro said.

"It's freezing cold, the slave maid goes to get a fox fur coat for the mother."

Towards the end of the year, the plum blossoms at this time are probably the best to cultivate, and after a while it will be Chinese New Year's Eve, and the people of the Inner Good Bureau will definitely come to pick some good ones and send them to the palaces to add joy.

The 10,000 spring plums in the plum garden are blooming in the cold, and all kinds of plum blossoms are like colorful clouds decorating the earth. When you walk in, some flowers are budding and ready to be released; Some of them are smiling in the wind, and some are colorful and looking forward to flying, but they are very pitiful. Look at the red ones, or lean, or think, or hope, or play...... Thousands of postures, dotted with the remnants of winter, giving birth to a full sense of spring. Bang Qianxun wandered in the sea of flowers, accidentally broke the plum dream, there are fragments of plum blossoms, floating and falling, curling like snow, like broken jade, such as silver light dancing and flying.

"No wonder they all say it's a wonder, it's really beautiful."

"Niangniang, where is it good here, most of the plum blossoms here are transplanted from Wanxue Mountain, to say that the plum blossoms there, but they are the most beautiful, they are born freely, and the flowers that bloom naturally are also very rare. Every year on the Shangyuan Festival, all the little masters in the palace will discuss going to the mountain to watch the plum blossoms with the lights on! ”

Bang Qianxun seems to be curious about this plum blossom: "Where is Wanxue Mountain?" ”

"In the direction of the north of the racecourse, it takes two hours to drive."

"Oh." Bang Qianxun replied lightly, and began to walk towards the depths of Merlin.... It's been half a year in a flash, I remember that when I first came, it was still early autumn, and now it's the cold winter of heavy snow, maybe it's the desert winter that comes quickly, so that a person feels endless and long.

At the end of the walk, I saw a small courtyard, and the white tips on the house had been faintly exposed because of the winter frost in the morning, so that people could look at it again, but there was a taste of 'I don't know if the court is falling today, and it is suspected that the forest flowers bloomed last night'.

"Where is the front?"

"Back to Niangniang, in front of His Royal Highness is the study, because His Royal Highness is quiet, so the study is located in front of the plum garden, and when you are tired of reading books on weekdays, you will come here to take a walk, this is the back door of the study."

Hearing that the palace daughter replied like this, she suddenly had the idea of going in and taking a look, but this thought flashed in her mind. Just as he was about to give up, he heard a familiar voice behind him: "Since you're here, why don't you go in?" Looking back, Gu Zhuxi was dressed in a moon-white silver fine pattern brocade dress, and a large lotus pattern appeared on the white clothes. A white thread tied more than half of the dark blue hair high behind the head, and the black eyes under the willow eyebrows were like ink that could not be dissolved.

"See Your Highness."

"Yes, you can go down." Lonely pre-creek shallow return.

Bang Qianxun glanced at the palace daughter who turned to leave, but said, "You sent them back like this, aren't you afraid that I will run away in a while?" ”

"Escape? Isn't there still me here? Gu Yuxi seemed to have heard something interesting, and unconsciously raised his lips, revealing a curved arc and a shallow dimple.

"I'm leaving." Bang Qianxun felt the embarrassment of the atmosphere, and was busy leaving, but was pulled back by Gu Qianxi, "It's all here, it's better to go in and take a look!" With that, he pulled Wan Qianxun into the courtyard with a smile.

Although the Xizun Hall is luxurious, it is rare to have a unique courtyard like this, where flowers and grass bloom in winter are planted everywhere, and interesting parrots can be seen somewhere from time to time. "You.... Do you like it here? Why hasn't it been built well? Wan Qianhiro asked.

"Because one must always have a place to meditate, and if one faces the same life every day, even the best things will become noisy and tasteless. In fact, the most beautiful thing is nothing more than having a simple courtyard like this, boiling a pot of hot tea, tasting again and again, looking at those newly blooming flowers, teasing parrots, life is still quite good. As he spoke, he seemed to have entered the world he longed for, and this kind of Lonely Creek was even more incomprehensible. After a long time, he realized that his hand was still being pulled by him, and suddenly his face was burning, and he hurriedly took it back. "Here.... It's good here...."

Gu Qianxi looked back at her and asked with a teasing expression, "What are you blushing for?" ”

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