In a quiet courtyard, as far as the eye can see, surrounded by greenery.

It is the beginning of spring, the spring is dyed on the branches, and the flowers are fragrant. A gust of spring breeze came quietly, and the green willows danced lightly in the wind, provoking the flowers to play with them. The fragrance of flowers came, refreshing.

A peach tree stands in the middle of the courtyard, quietly blooming buds, showing vitality on the branches.

In the room, there is a wooden table carved with rosewood and birds, and a matching Taishi chair carved from rosewood. A man in a chair sits on the back, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the tabletop. Beside him stood a subordinate, reporting to him.

"She's the only one coming back?"

"Yes!"

"Does he have any news?" Shen Jing asked slowly, but there was a little trembling in his tone.

"Only Miss Ziyue and the emperor know!"

"Has she seen the Emperor?"

"Yes!"

"Is there any movement on him?"

"He seems to be going to take the lead in person!"

"This trick must be able to calm the people's grievances, but it's really a good trick!" His eyes flashed, and he turned to ask, "How is she?" Are you okay? ”

"Although she didn't hurt her life, she couldn't go to the battlefield, so she was allowed to go home to heal!"

"You get your stuff ready, go east tomorrow, I'm going to find out the situation!"

"Yes!" He bowed his head at him, turned around and wanted to leave.

Shen Jing couldn't sort out his thoughts for a while, but he didn't think about it anymore. A figure suddenly appeared in my mind, remembering the snow-white, uneven touch.

He said a few words to the people who were about to leave, "Go and bring the muscle-building jade cream in the pavilion!" ”

"Yes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked out and gradually disappeared in front of Shen Jing's eyes. Although he left in a hurry, he did not forget to close the door.

The courtyard is quiet again, and only the flowers are moving towards the branches and leaves in high spirits, as if telling the beauty of early spring.

A sudden sound sounded in the quiet hallway, breaking the silence in the courtyard, startling the people in the room and causing the people outside the room to look back.

There were three slight knocks on the door, Shen Jing retracted his thoughts, sat up straight, and slowly shouted, "Come in!" ”

The door was pushed open, and a slanting sun shone into the room. A slender figure stood taller in the light, and the shadow fell behind him.

He was so blinded by the light for a while that he couldn't open his eyes, so he had to squint his eyes and carefully look at who was coming.

He was in a trance, but he felt that the figure was very familiar, but he couldn't remember anyone.

His fiery gaze locked directly on the woman, causing her to bend her eyes. Although she was excited in her heart, she had to suppress her restless heart and move forward step by step, extremely dignified, just wanting to get closer to him.

Her face became clearer and clearer, and finally he spoke softly, with a bit of suspicion, "Ruoxi? ”

"It's me, Pavilion Master!" She smiled softly at him and arched in respect.

He returned to his usual appearance, and he was cold to everyone else, which was also a sign of indifference.

Ruoxi handed the ointment to the man in front of her like a treasure, she was bent over at the moment, but the rest of her eyes were on the man.

"Ahem, cough, you go out!" He couldn't stand her staring and couldn't help but want her to leave.

She naturally saw his unnaturalness, and became even more determined that Shen Jing had changed, which was not the same as before.

She also thought he was embarrassed, and there was a little joy in her heart. She told him to leave, and she would not disobey his request, but turned slowly. The pace is also slow, and there are two states of mind when it comes.

She smiled and bent her eyes, and when he couldn't see, someone could see.

She was so excited that her steps were floating, and she couldn't let go of anything else in her eyes, so she was accidentally frightened.

"What's that?" There was a hint of horror in her voice, and she jumped quickly to the other side.

As soon as she finished speaking, she lowered her eyes and looked at the place where she had just stood, but found a puppy.

She was surprised when she had a puppy, but she was attracted to it.

"It wasn't meant to be!" He Yan looked into her eyes with a hint of apology.

When she saw that the person in front of her was the young man brought by Shen Jing, she didn't blame it. Instead, she remembered the unnatural behavior of the man in the room, and the memories of a few months ago echoed in her mind, causing her to blush.

Ruoxi was not in the mood to deal with the person in front of him, and said to He Yan, "It's okay!" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she walked desperately to her residence, not to mention how happy she was, but she remained calm on the surface.

He Yan naturally didn't know what she was thinking, but she could feel her happiness. She didn't ignore the two blush on her face, nor did she ignore the lightness of her steps, and the whole person seemed to be about to float.

She looked back at the door, she knew that Shen Jing was inside, so, she was so happy just now, was it because of him?

Her heart was a little blocked, but she was reluctantly smiling.

She leaned down, trying to pick up the culprit who was upsetting her and get out of here.

If it hadn't run around and break into this courtyard, she wouldn't have been in such a bad mood.

"Woohoo!" It backed away with its chubby legs, not wanting to get into her arms. As soon as she got closer, it ran to the side.

Her gaze moved with it, but it was always there. When it got tired of running, she leaned over to it, trying to carry it away. She didn't want to stay here, but it didn't want to leave.

"Do you like it that much?"

"Woohoo." It cried out in a low voice, as if in response to her.

She didn't know if it understood, but she was poked by its whispered dog barking. She wasn't in such a bad mood for a while, and nodded at it, signaling it not to leave.

It was delighted, and its tail wagged at her.

It made her smile, and the laughter was soft and pleasant, like the clear spring of a mountain stream, beating the rocks little by little in the early spring.

She held back a smile in her heart, not letting herself laugh out loud, "Are you so happy?" ”

It nodded at her, and its little legs ran towards her.

She leaned down, reached out and rubbed its hair. It stuck out its tongue and licked her bare hand, which tickled her palms and withdrew her hand to prevent it from licking.

With a single movement, it ran away again, straight under the tree.

At this time, He Yan noticed that there was a big tree in the courtyard.

She went to the big tree and found that it was a peach tree, spitting out buds, and presumably in another month, she would see the peach blossoms on the tree. She looked at the branches of the tree, and slowly poked her head out towards the buds on the branches.

There were stone tables and stone benches beside the trees, and she went to them, and sat on the stone benches in the courtyard, her eyes looking at the surroundings, as if she wanted to know more.

She glanced at the stone table in front of her, which was marble, with several small cups on it. The inner wall of the cup is white, but it is stained with a little turbidity.

She noticed two jars of wine on the ground near the table. The two jars of wine have been empty, and the three big words "peach blossom brewing" are written on the wine.

She picked up a cup and seemed to see the peach petals in the cup, and she pinched the petals uncontrollably, her eyes full of longing.

She came back to her senses and looked up at her fingers, only to find that the two fingers were clamping the part, but there was nothing in fact, just her hallucination.

She uncontrollably brought the glass close to the tip of her nose and sniffed it gently, but it was a drunken feeling.

Originally, there was no peach blossom fragrance on the tree, but she smelled the fragrance of flowers from the cup. She has some yearning, although there is a peach blossom on her back, she wants to see the peach blossoms bloom all over the tree.

Shen Jing in the room heard the movement outside, lowered his eyes and looked at the ointment in his hand, wanting to find her.

In a few moments, he pushed open the door that separated them, and his eyes naturally went to one place.

Although the peach blossoms were not in full bloom, there was a hint of fragrance wafting in the air, but he smelled the fragrance of flowers.

Under the peach blossom tree, a figure is standing at this moment. From afar, he looked like a beautiful picture.

He walked towards her in the spring breeze, and when he was a few steps away from her, he stopped.

She had her back to him, dressed in white, with a slender figure, her dark hair tied up by a hairpin.

There are only a few strands of hair flowing in the wind, wanting to break free and go to the land of freedom, just like her, which makes people wonder through, but they are full of desire to stay by their side.

A gust of wind blew, and the emerald green of the trees fell and floated to her hair, which added some vitality to her.

She had just stood, just to blow the breeze from above, but it was too cold from above.

As far as her eyes could see, there was no sign of the puppy.

"Woohoo!"

There were a few dog barks behind her, and she turned around, only to see someone who was unexpected but reasonable.

The smile on his face has not yet dissipated, like a spring breeze in March, soothing people's hearts.

He looked at her, his eyes meeting at the moment, his smile fixed on his face.

She smiled at him, a smile from the bottom of her heart, and he froze for a moment.

The puppy in his arms growled under his breath and licked his hand with his tongue. He came back to his senses at once, but he almost threw the dog off, but fortunately a pair of hands covered his hands in front of him.

Fine sweat oozed from his palms, but he subconsciously held her hand, and he couldn't take it back.

"Be nice!" She smiled helplessly at it.

Shen Jing thought that she was talking to herself, her voice was soft, with a bit of helplessness and an extremely doting look.

He enjoyed it a little, but he didn't have time to appreciate it carefully, the little hand in his hand moved, and he had to let go without moving, and took the opportunity to put down the puppy in his arms.

He was serious, not to mention how nervous he was in his heart, and there were no ups and downs in his voice, "I'm sorry!" ”

"It's fine!" She only felt that her whole hand was hot, and when she looked at him, she saw that his hand hanging down was still tightly gripped.

She didn't know what to say, but she wanted to relieve the embarrassment, "It ran in, I'll come in and look for it!" ”

He looked at the puppy, and he ran and played again.

He took out the ointment from his bosom and motioned for her to head towards the stone bench, "This is for you!" ”

"What is this?"

He didn't answer her question, just said something else, "Give me your left hand!" ”

She didn't know what he was going to do, but she believed him and cooperated with her hand in front of him.

She felt a damp heat at her wrist, the temperature of his palm, and the fine sweat of his palm. Feeling unusually uncomfortable, she moved her hand, trying to reach back.

But he knew her intentions, and held her hand in vain, not letting her hand leave him for a few minutes.

Something was burning in her heart, and her face was flushed, as if she was drunk. But she just smelled the wine, and she had to say that the person in front of her was more intoxicating than the wine.

A chill emanated from her wrist, and she looked at her wrist instead. He was gently rubbing it with his fingers, and the coolness of the place he passed over suppressed the heat in his heart.

Noticing her gaze, he kept moving, and explained to her, "This ointment will erase the scars on your wrists!" "What he wants to say is, hopefully it can take away all your misfortunes.

"Okay."

A colorful butterfly fluttered around them, and the white clump followed the butterfly to their side.

"Woohoo!" It stretched out its claws and climbed up along Shen Jing's legs, dyeing his clothes with the pattern of feet, which looked extremely cute.

His subordinates were still moving, so he naturally ignored the puppy.

The puppy jumped on the table, and with its little paws pounced forward, it caught the butterfly.

The corners of their mouths twitched, and their eyes met. He grabbed her hand like a puppy caught a butterfly.

The puppy and the butterfly are destined to be just a frolic, but the two of them only have each other in their eyes at the moment.