Where my mother is buried......

Looking at the sea of white flowers in front of him, Nangong Yan's eyes were a little gloomy and a little desolate.

"You ......" Xiuniang didn't know what to say for a while, she only felt her heart tighten slightly, looked at the sadness between his eyebrows, and couldn't help but want to smooth it out.

"Lord Wang......" thought so, so he did the same.

Xiuniang's slender fingers gently caressed the deep gully between his eyebrows, gently rubbing it open.

Feeling the soft touch between her eyebrows, Nangong Yan smiled slightly, leaned over and hugged her-

"Hey! Nangong Yan! Suddenly the ground was in the air, Xiuniang was so frightened that she grabbed his neck, but she was picked up by him horizontally.

"Nangong Yan, let me down!" Xiuniang slapped his chest uneasily.

"Don't let it go!" Nangong Yan smiled at the corner of her mouth, and walked towards the sea of flowers with her in her arms.

Gently place her on the ground full of flowers, soft, refreshing fragrance.

"Xiu Niang ......"

"Nangong Yan ......" raised his head and crashed into a pair of intoxicated and deep eyes.

"Xiuniang," he leaned his head on her shoulder and rubbed her chin with his forehead, making Xiuniang feel itchy.

"The mother loves flowers, and hopes that after death, she can also be buried in a place full of flowers. Jincheng is a city of flowers, and it is close to the imperial city, and the entire palace is actually the mausoleum of the mother's concubine. Nangong Yan said quietly.

Xiuniang was shocked, the palace was indeed built later, I didn't expect there to be such a show! It is rumored that Concubine Rui Shu is the favorite woman of Emperor Nanlin, and it seems that the rumors are true.

Such a large sea of flowers.

Layer upon layer, stretching towards the horizon.

I didn't expect that there was such a world between the two mountains.

The moon is like a refining, washing all beings.

The tip of her nose smelled the faint fragrance of flowers, and listening to his shallow breathing, Xiuniang suddenly felt a little intoxicated.

She couldn't help but want to sink.

"Xiu Niang...... Are you sleepy? Nangong Yan muttered in a low voice.

"A little ......"

The man deceived her and pressed her to the ground, breaking a lot of flower stems for a while, and the sweet aroma overflowed.

"Xiuniang." He just lay down with her, and then he didn't do anything else.

The deep eyes looked at her, close at hand, and made her panic for a moment.

Nangong Yan chuckled and landed a light kiss on her forehead, "Xiuniang, go to sleep......"

"Hmmm......"

The two hugged each other and slept intoxicated by the sea of floating flowers.

The moonlight is sprinkled all over the dream, and in the dark night, the moon is full.

……

The days passed like water, and in a blink of an eye, she had been in the palace for more than half a month.

Every day is embroidery, drinking tea, and having nothing to deal with Nangong Yan, the eldest child.

Most of the subordinates of the palace were respectful to her, and they didn't dare to offend, and Nangong Yan didn't have too many constraints on her, and when she was idle, she could still grow up in Jinxiufang to manage affairs.

After all, the splendid workshop is the skills that their Yang family has passed down from their ancestors, and she doesn't want to bury those brilliance in her hands.

Sister A's dream is also to make Jinxiufang famous all over the world.

Since the advent of the map of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, the reputation of Jinxiufang has already spread to the south and to the surrounding small countries.

Sister, are you in the sky, do you see it?

It's just that there is no news about the murderer of Sister A, but the most likely Nangong Yan loves her deeply, no matter how you look at it, she is not the deputy murderer, which makes her distressed.

Originally, she was ready to die, and she wanted to fight the pervert endlessly, but now the pervert has no trace, so where is she going to die?

Sister A's revenge is not avenged, can she be at ease in this life?

"Xiuniang, what's wrong with you?" Nangong Yan saw her trepidation and asked worriedly, "Is there a non-long-eyed person in the palace who makes you angry?" You tell me, I'm going to cut him!" ”

"Don't...... No, there is no ......" Xiuniang smiled brightly, and hurriedly stopped him who was angry.

"And what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, it's just...... Lord, can I trust you? ”