When it was almost time to set up the meal, Gu Yan pushed the door and came out of the study, wanting to go to the flower hall. Along the verandah, and across a courtyard, I saw her holding scissors, followed by a servant girl carrying a tray. The two surrounded a Xifu begonia planted next to the mountain rock in the courtyard, discussed the comparison, and looked left and right.

He walked slowly, most of his figure hidden behind the pillars under the porch. The narrow eyes watched her pick and choose, and several times she wanted to start, but she hesitated, and she didn't seem to be very satisfied.

I thought she should be kept in the house. Didn't you say you were still taking medication? She is good, dressed in a water red gown, standing in the yard, and she is more beautiful than Jiaohua. There is no patient at all.

He gave her an extra two days to recuperate, just to allow her to be in his yard, messing with flowers and grass everywhere, and be happy alone?

"Miss, you want to please Shizi......" She turned her hand back, and Chunying hurriedly changed her words. You want to confess to the prince, can the prince be of use for such flowers and plants? ”

She leaned over the bun and inserted the head of the amber plum hairpin to think about it for a moment. The sunset was cast on her, the upper body was shiny, the smoky willow-colored skirt under the waist was dense, and the whole person was slim and elegant, like a new lotus, beautiful and elegant.

Some people are born like this, and no matter how you look at it, it's a landscape. Except for the hesitation he had yesterday because of her, it was still pleasing to the eye.

"If you don't like ......" his tone hesitated, frowning and still looking attractive. Or think again? "Cut the flower branch and send it, if he really doesn't like it, he will do bad things with good intentions.

His deep eyes narrowed, he looked at her again, and turned away.

After dinner in the evening, I took Zhou Zhun back the same way. In order to facilitate Guan Xu's consultation, he simply gave her the main room. Come and take the toss, no need to toss. He moved to the study.

Turning into the porch, I was surprised to see her holding a begonia flower that was taller than her body, waiting at the bottom of the stone steps. With his back to the door of the study, he buried his head low, and rubbed his toes on the stone pavement.

In the end, I still cut the flowers.

It wasn't completely dark yet. The begonias in her arms, which bloomed lively, seemed to bloom at the corners of her eyes, eyebrows, and lips between her temples. Suddenly, just looking at her, it was like smelling the lingering aroma of Xifu begonias.

Deliberately putting her steps down, she really leaned back her neck slightly, and turned her head to look.

I thought that the woman with a gentle face had already entered the painting. Now I know that if I really look back, it is "Fleur opened to both sides of her face. "A flower is a flower, and she is a flower. There are a lot of flowers in front of me.

She was unexpected, and after a moment of surprise, she hurriedly walked up the steps, hugged the fragrant fragrance, and saluted with difficulty. The nondescript appearance is tiring to watch. He was a few steps away, and with a flick of the sleeves of his robe, he called out.

If it was someone else, he made up his mind to dry it, and it would take three or five days to do the least. Now that it's easy to give up, Gu Yan thought about it, he should pity her for her weak body, and he couldn't see her tossing and turning over and over.

Zhou Zhun waited outside the door, and before waiting for the next son to show him, he saw that the seventh girl was very conscious, carefully stared at her feet, avoided the cover of the branches, and followed her crookedly.

Looking from behind her, the flower branches stretched out, and when the head enveloped her, it was lightheaded, which was really funny.

After entering the room, Gu Yan untied his robe, threw it on the screen casually, and looked back at her standing behind her, looking at him with clear eyes, slightly timid.

"How? Did you get enough of yesterday? ”

Jiang Yu's little face turned red when he saw it, and he secretly borrowed branches and leaves in his hand to block it. "Yesterday I was really confused. The brain is muddy, and the son of the world is blamed in a hurry. There are a lot of you, don't forget to go. ”

Nene couldn't go on. It was only because the man had come close to her, and stared at her condescendingly, that she was so nervous that she forgot how to proceed next.

"This son didn't harm your father and was unjustly imprisoned?"

The expression on his face did not change at all, only the tail note was high, and he was so ashamed to listen to her ears. Crimson blushed and shook his head repeatedly. The begonia in her arms trembled with her, and the pink petals sprinkled down.

Close, this time it's a real smell. Among the begonias, only the first product of Xifu was born with incense. Glancing at the red stained on her head, his fingertips moved slightly under his middle coat, and finally pressed it again.

"Your servant's legs and feet are not the same as the board of this world?"

She understood that he was deliberately stabbing her. But she deserved it, so the begonia moved again, and the fragrance of flowers gradually filled the house.

She was busy dealing with his questioning, and where could she care about bringing a bouquet of flowers to show her goodwill. The gloom in his eyes was condensed, and when he saw her clumsy, he felt a little unhappy in his heart, and gradually faded.

She is a woman after all, and she can't really be angry with her. He doesn't lack the amount of energy, and allocating some to her depends on whether he is willing or not.

"Does this begonia have to be shaken bare before inviting this son to play with the branches?"

She suddenly sobered up, hurriedly pulled her neck back to take a look, and sighed when she saw it. Hang your head again, a falling cherry blossom under your feet, deep and shallow, layered, spread out to be beautiful. And she stood in the center, smirking.

"If you like it, this one won't work. Or I'll cut another branch and insert it in a bottle for you. Such elegant and vulgar flowers are really rare. ”

Finally the atmosphere eased a little, afraid that he would refuse, and the room would be embarrassed again, so she hurriedly spoke. "Begonias are gorgeous, but they are not cheesy. Isn't there a poem, 'I'm only afraid of falling asleep in the middle of the night, so I burn a high candle to shine red makeup'? Isn't it an elegant thing that you read official documents at night, light a yarn lamp, and just raise your eyes to see this scene? ”

The first time I heard her say so many words one after another, it was slightly flattering, but not flattering. has the unique squeamishness of the girl's family. In addition, she was born and raised in Jiangnan, and she spoke Wu Nong's soft language, which was really soft, babbling, and could wrap it around her ears several times.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the blue and white porcelain vase of the boy primrose next to the Eight Immortals chair, and described the elegance in her mouth, which was also a little exciting.

Passing her by staggering to the back room, Jiang Yu's shining eyes suddenly dimmed, and she felt a little lost in her heart.

He didn't answer her......

originally thought that the elegant Xifu Begonia could more or less please him. She is here to confess, she lowered her posture like this, and she was sincere, and she regretted that she was uncomfortable, could it be that she still couldn't impress him?

I was depressed, and I saw that he changed into an azure straight embellished and came out again!

"Haven't you used any medicine?" He raised his hand to straighten his placket and took the time to ask her.

The seventh girl was so surprised, she forcibly suppressed her excitement, and she replied briskly. "Lord Guan said, use it before going to bed, the effect of the medicine will spread quickly."

She had guessed his intentions. Until he really followed behind him and went out step by step, and he led him down to the flower tree, Jiang Ying was still a little dreamlike and uncertain.

Shizi, when did you talk so well? Especially after she offended him.