113. Chapter 113
"Then sir, be careful. Fei Luo retreated, and arranged the people of "Chonglou" in the vicinity, if there is anything, you only need to send a signal to arrive. Fei Luo said as he moved.
"Let me find out, who is behind these people who came with me?" Even if he came for Youlan, Zi Ye would not let go of the person behind him. Squinted his purple eyes, the killing was in full swing, and it was extremely cold.
After Fei Luo went down, Youlan rushed towards Zi Ye, pushing his wheelchair, his little face was covered with sweat, and he slightly blew the white skirt towards Zi Ye, Zi Ye carefully put down the white skirt and faced Youlan's excited little face.
"How? Happy? Lan'er, you seem to have been released from a prison cell, and even a big tree is very curious. ”
"Alas, you're really right, I really don't have freedom in Prime Minister Yan's mansion. I stayed in my small yard every day and counted the flowers, and my mother forced me to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and embroider the female red! You say I'm not bitter! Alas...... Even the birds of the sky are freer and happier than me. ”
Zi Ye smiled slightly and said, "Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, Lan'er, you don't need to learn." In Ziye's view, you are the best in the world. ”
Youlan couldn't help blushing and smiled awkwardly: "Sounds good...... I'll play another tune for you next time. It's something no one else has ever heard of. ”
She knows a lot of tunes in the 21st century, and she can't say how well she plays, she can only say that she has learned them in the Dark Night Pavilion for so long, and she can play most of them. It's also good to fool people into filling their talents.
Hey......
Zi Ye couldn't help but feel moved in his heart. The purple eyes in his eyes had a different emotion, and they were fleeting. It's not real.
Youlan pushed the wheelchair under the big tree, and Zi Ye said to Youlan: "Go ahead, the scenery on the edge of the valley is better than here." ”
Youlan nodded, pushed Zi Ye forward, just pushed to the edge of the valley, shocked, stunned, walked to Zi Ye's side and looked at the valley stunned for a while. His clear eyes were shocked, and he couldn't help but put his hand to his mouth and shouted loudly: "It's so beautiful...... Ha Lu Ha"
Youlan's white hands were raised above his head and danced happily, the whole person jumped up happily, the wind blew the white skirt and long hair flying, between heaven and earth, this scenery is more beautiful than the valley flowers and forests below. Zi Ye looked at Youlan Huanyao, and that smile was unconsciously on her lips!
Inside the valley is a huge sea of flowers. In the middle of it was a clear stream, the water of which reflected the sunlight, and the water flowed slowly like a jade belt, dividing the valley into two parts. The wind in the valley is very strong, and the strong wind blows through, pressing the flower branches of the sea of flowers into waves and waves, and all kinds of flowers are flying endlessly. Even standing in the valley and mountains, you can smell the fragrance of flowers.
The mountains are green, the flowers are full of buds, and the branches are green. The grass and trees know that spring will return soon, and all kinds of red and purple will fight Fangfei!
Zi Ye looked at Youlan's little face, apricot face and peach cheeks. With a fine sweat on his forehead, he couldn't help but smile: "How is it, do you like it?" ”
"It's beautiful...... It's so beautiful, it reminds me of the dark night......" Before the word "pavilion could be spoken, the little face that was originally excited suddenly collapsed. Qing's eyes were half-narrowed, as if he was dejected.
Zi Ye heard Youlan talk about the dark night...... Two words, thinking of the Dark Night Pavilion, thinking of the feelings of He Fan, the prince of Chu State, for her, an inexplicable emotion in her heart was occupied, and she couldn't explain it. What is the real relationship between He Fan and her. Why did she have a sad look on her face when she mentioned the Night Pavilion!
Zi Ye didn't move, but the fingers that were clenching the armrest were already white. A cold and fierce light in his purple eyes disappeared quickly.