In the dream, Ning Yan was in a large patch of herbs again, "It's so fragrant." Ning Yan picked a handful of light blue-purple flowers beside her, looking a little delicate.

"You're you again?" Not far away, a man dressed in white reappeared. "Last time, why did you suddenly disappear?"

"There's something to deal with." Bai Ze smiled. "Do you know what kind of flower you have?"

"I don't know." Ning Yan looked at it carefully, "This flower looks weak, the petals next to it seem to be easy to fall, the central petal is relatively large, in the shape of a keel petal, and there is a cockscomb-like appendage torn into strips at the top of the back. ”

"Very carefully observed." Bai Ze gently plucked the flower, "This is the Yuanzhi flower." This herb will be grown in Xiping City, where Zheng Pingxin is located. Its branches have the functions of calming the nerves, expelling phlegm, and reducing swelling, and can be used for insomnia, dreams, forgetfulness, palpitations, trance, and phlegm caused by heart-kidney incompatibility. ”

"I remembered. I didn't expect it to have so many benefits. Zheng Ling leaned over to look at its main pole.

"Don't drink next time. You've never been a good drinker. ”

"I see." Ning Yan didn't know why, looking at the man in front of him, he was very kind, and he was naturally willing to listen to what he said.

Ning Yan woke up from her dream and was in a trance for a while. Who the hell is that man? I always dream of him, could it be that it was my previous life?

There was a song outside. This is Su Qin blowing. Ning Yan got out of bed, put on his coat, pushed the door and walked out.

It was already snowy outside, and the sky and earth were all silver, and Su Qin was sitting on the roof, under the moonlight, the whole person was full of tenderness.

Ning Yan stepped on the snow, and the sound of babbling footsteps interrupted Su Qin's performance.

Su Qin lightly leaped down from the roof and came down to Zheng Ling, "Miss Zheng." Are you sobering up? But what's uncomfortable? ”

"Oh, nothing uncomfortable. What tunes are you playing? Very nice to hear. There is a feeling of arrogance. ”

"This is the three lanes of plum blossoms. In Xining City before, Shouyun performed this piece with a guqin. I wrote it down. ”

"Oh. Indeed, there is a kind of plum blossom blooming in winter, and the deep and noble are noble. The ensemble of Guqin and Xiao has always been tacit. Zheng Ling didn't know how to respond for a while.

Su Qin smiled lightly, like a spring breeze, "I don't know where Shouyun is today?" It's been a long time, and there hasn't been a letter. ”

"The country is vast, so the letters are naturally a little lazy. During the Chinese New Year, maybe the letter will come. Zheng Ling thought about this Zheng Wan carefully, changed her makeup, and forgot everything. Zheng Ling only helped her cover up.

Su Qin shook his head with a smile, "He travels all over the world, which is really admirable and enviable." ”

"Hmm."

"You were drunk." Su Qin pondered for a few moments.

Ning Yan had a vague impression in his mind. A pair of gloomy eyes stared at her tightly, "I, did I do anything to embarrass everyone?" ”

Su Qin was slightly stunned. "Don't drink next time. You're not drinking well. ”

"Oh, I really didn't expect my traffic to be so bad, what the hell did I do?"

"You said that being a king makes people look scared."

Ning Yan's face suddenly felt a little hot, and he said who was not good, and said him.

"But this kind of thing, I don't blame you for becoming a king. Are you hungry? ”

"Sort of." Ning Yan couldn't help touching his stomach, he wanted to drink, he didn't eat such delicious dishes.

"Let's go, look for something to eat in the kitchen."

"Uh-huh." Ning Yan nodded repeatedly.