Jokhang Temple plum forest, plum sea clouds, round flowers are small and lovely, smiling rippling in the branches, or bright as the morning glow, or white as snow, or as green as green jade......

Pretty and colorful, flowers and branches.

From afar, you can smell a fragrance coming to your nose, straight into people's hearts, the fragrance is lingering, and the aftertaste is far away.

The beauty of plum blossoms, jade snow is the bone ice for the soul.

In the cold wind and snow, the flower branches are swaying and rustling, and the wind blows off the petals of the forest, disturbing one after another, and it is impossible to distinguish whether it is a flower or snow.

The beauty is intoxicating.

Climbed a branch of plum, goose yellow petals, tender and delicate, put on the tip of the nose to smell lightly, a wisp of dark fragrance with the wind and snow chill spread, penetrating people's hearts.

Folding plums, smelling plums, sweeping plum snow.

The corners of his lips couldn't help but provoke, and with pride and joy, he raised his voice and giggled.

The crisp laughter is like a silver bell in this icy and snowy land, along with the falling plum blossoms, and spreads throughout the plum sea.

"It would be nice if I could move the Linglong Garden Agarwood Pavilion to Meilin, playing chess, tasting tea, and appreciating Meilin Snow at the same time, how comfortable it would be?" Shen Anji yearned.

Shen Anyun smiled approvingly, "If there is such a plum forest in the Hou Mansion, it is okay, but it will definitely not work here, the voices are noisy, and no matter how beautiful the artistic conception is, it is vulgar." ”

Shen Anyu pushed Shen Anfu and smiled, "Go ahead, find a secluded place, let's play the gonghou." ”

An Rong has little interest in playing the gonghou, she prefers to hunt for plums and walks deeper with the peony.

Stepping on deep and shallow footprints, the purple figure is pretty and charming.

"Why did the fourth sister leave, she stopped playing with us?" Shen Anyun asked suspiciously.

Shen Anyu was in high spirits, unwilling to be destroyed, and muttered, "Let her be, her feet grow on her, we can't stop her, it's okay if she leaves, second sister, you can jump in a while, look at it stupidly, how boring." ”

Shen Anfu thought about it and agreed.

Peony didn't want to leave, but she followed An Rong every step of the way, and said a little puzzled, "Why don't you watch the five girls play and dance?" ”

An Rong continued to walk, "They all want to dance, if I am here, they will worry about me destroying, and when I leave, they can play to their heart's content." ”

Peony's face immediately turned angry, "It's too much, the eldest girl's clothes were given by the girl, and the girl was borrowed, but the girl was excluded!" ”

An Rong chuckled lowly, "It's not so exaggerated, it's cold, it's inconvenient to dance with a cloak on, and it's cold to dance when you take off and dance, it's better to find a secluded place to eat candy people, and walk on the snow to find plums." ”

Peony thought about it for a while, then smiled, "Compared to the body, dancing is nothing, or the girl is smart." ”

After speaking, he looked around again, the snow was quieter, and he walked a little deeper, and took out the sugar man, smiling with crooked eyebrows.

This plum grove is very large, and there are not a thousand plum trees but eight hundred, and they go back and forth, leaving footprints on all the snow.

Looking back, I feel that it is too destructive to the aesthetics.

When An Rong saw that there was a stick, he took it in his hand and wrote a poem on the ground.

The cold guests come to tea as wine at night, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling red.

Usually the same as the moon in front of the window, there are plum blossoms that are different.

After writing it, I wrote another one.

The courtyard is a little deeper, and the cloud window fog pavilion is late in spring, for whom is haggard and damaged.

If you come to sleep at night, it should be a southern branch.

The jade thin sandalwood is light and infinitely hateful, and the Qiang pipe in the south building is blown.

Who knows if the strong fragrance blows, the warm wind will be sooner or later, don't go to the apricot blossom fertilizer.

Peony didn't know what An Rong had written, but felt that it was too convenient to wear gloves, and her eyes were as bright as snow.

Throw away the stick and go on.

But I found that there were footprints, and the footprints were very large, not like a woman.

An Rong wanted to bypass it, but found that the snow was a little red, not plum blossoms, as if the blood had melted.

An Rong thought of four words: accumulate virtue and do good.

Let's go see who's so unlucky.

I followed the footprints with the peony, and under a plum tree, I saw a man leaning under the trunk.

Tiptoeing over, Peony was afraid that something would happen and stopped An Rong, but when he saw the blood under the tree, he felt pity again.

An Rong spared, the man was wearing half a silver mask, a dark brocade robe, somewhat broken, and the back shoulder was cut by the sword, bleeding nonstop.

It's him!

An Rong was stunned.

In his previous life, he was afraid of him, and when he saw him, he took a detour, but in this life, even if he was injured, with his eyes closed, there was wind under Anrong's feet.

But he can't move, and it stands to reason that he won't die.

Someone will definitely come to save her, but if she lives again, even a little change, may trigger a series of consequences.

What if no one comes to save him?

An Rong gritted her teeth, in her previous life, she killed Qingyan and owed him, and she should repay him for saving his life.

An Rong squatted down to help him up, but the others were already dizzy, and she couldn't help him at all, so Peony hurriedly came over to help, and worried, "Girl, why don't you leave him here, let's call someone to save him?" ”

"When the people came to save him, his blood dried up and froze to death, there is a hot spring in front of him, and we will send him there," An Rong said decisively.

Seeing that there was no one around, Peony walked quietly for a while, and no one knew that the girl had touched the body of a foreign man.

Behind him, blood flowed all over the ground, spreading in the snow, like a blooming plum blossom.

The hot springs are not far away, the weather on that side is warm, the snow is melting, the plum blossoms are not blooming, only a few on the treetops, but they are even more arrogant.

Putting Xiao Zhan on the ground, An Rong glanced twice, and found that there were some herbs nearby that could stop the bleeding, so he tore his brocade robe, and when he saw the wound, he couldn't help but gasp.

The wound was half an inch deep.

Even if there are herbs, half of his life will be lost, An Rong shook his hand, suddenly thought of something, and turned back to ask Peony, "Do you bring needles and threads?" ”

Peony was stunned for a moment, nodded again and again, untied the purse, An Rong took the needle and thread, gritted his teeth, and helped him sew up the wound, but the frightened Peony turned pale.

How can a girl sew people up like clothes......

When she came back to her senses, An Rong was already full of blood, An Rong stitched up quickly, and in her previous life, under the guidance of Qing Yan, she had sewn up the wound of the rabbit.

Qingyan definitely didn't expect that the first person she stitched up was her husband.

After sewing the needle and thread, An Rong threw away the needle, washed his hands with hot spring water, went to pick herbs, chewed them with his mouth, put them on the wound, and tore Xiao Zhan's clothes to help wrap the wound.

"Will he die?" Peony asked worriedly, after all, it was a human life.

Under normal circumstances, she will not die, and if she wants to die, it is estimated that she will be harmed, An Rong thought.

"It's as warm as spring here, at least he won't freeze to death, someone will come to fetch hot spring water every day, and he will definitely be found," An Rong thought about it, felt that the smell of herbs on his hands was very strong, and went to wash it again.

Peony picked up her purse, which was stained with blood, and her brows were furrowed, and she threw it on the ground again.

Returning along the same road, halfway to the road, I saw a jade pendant in the snow.

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