Main Chapter 212: The garden is full of drunkenness in spring

There is still a faint silver light on the top of the god in the middle of the night, and there are lotus-shaped glass jade lamps hanging on both sides of the cobblestone path, and the moon in the sky is round and big, like a white jade disc close in front of you.

Lan Zeyun gently pushed open the door, as if he hesitated, then closed the door and left here.

"Ahem! …”

It's just that there was a light cough from the plane tree at the door, and Lan Zeyun immediately turned his head, only to see Bai Zhongzheng lying lazily on the branch. Leaning sideways, he looked at himself with a smile.

Lan Zeyun was a little uncomfortable, his eyes drifted left and right, and explained: "That......... The room was so dreary that I came out to breathe... Breathable! ”

Bai listened to it, smiled even more, and only said, "Really?" Breathable?? I see that the moonlight is beautiful tonight, just suitable for going out to see the scenery, today I heard the saint say for a long time, I still have a hard time, if you still have a conscience, help me bring the altar wine back, such a wonderful thing, if you don't drink two sips, it is true that you came to this trip in vain. ”

Lan Zeyun blinked, what he thought in his heart was so easily exposed, he was indeed a little annoyed.

Lan Zeyun glared at Bai Zhong fiercely, then ignored him and walked out of the courtyard without looking back.

In this day, it is also very big, Lan Zeyun stood in an open place, a little confused, not knowing where to go. If she takes a wrong step and goes to the realm where Chengzhen is located, then she can't tell if she has a mouth.

In this way, Lan Zeyun wandered back and forth for a while, and the birds sleeping on the branches seemed to be woken up, occasionally making a lazy and low call.

When he was in a dilemma, a gust of breeze floated, bringing a trace of peach blossom fragrance, Lan Zeyun was sure in his heart, so he didn't think much about it, and his footsteps went away with the fragrance uncontrollably.

This giant pillar of the Divine Peak looks plain from the outside, but when you really enter it, it is really unique. With the fragrance of the wind, Lan Zeyun walked across the covered bridge, the stone road, and then went down a spiraling stone staircase, this stone staircase seemed to be around the pillar of the Divine Peak, Lan Zeyun was in it, looking outside, he could see the layers of floating clouds floating outside the Divine Pillar, and even a boundless snow area underneath. The so-called high place is not cold, Lan Zeyun actually felt a trace of coldness.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Lan Zeyun stopped walking, and at the end of this long ladder, there was no other fork in the road, only a heavy firewood door that was tightly closed in front of him.

Lan Zeyun stood in place, hesitated for a moment, and then gently pushed the wooden door in front of him.

only heard a "squeak", the wooden door was not locked, and it slowly opened, and a piece of spring appeared in Lan Zeyun's eyes. Under the white moonlight, the peach blossoms in the garden swayed in the wind, and the clear and elegant fragrance went straight to Lan Zeyun's nose.

Lan Zeyun stood at the door and stared at it for a long time, very shocked, the scene here was exactly the same as the peach garden in the mountain behind the Yellow Spring, the location of each peach blossom tree, every tree-lined path hidden in the trees, and even every glass lamp! Lan Zeyun's nose soured suddenly, and tears broke free from the restraints and rushed out of his eyes.

Everything is so familiar, and it is no different from the one engraved in Lan Zeyun's mind, Lan Zeyun walked in slowly, reached out and took a piece of complete peach blossoms that fell from the air, leaned to his nose and smelled it, it was still the fragrance in his memory.

Lan Zeyun continued to walk forward, standing in the peach blossom forest, and walked quickly towards the west of the peach forest. The peach blossoms on both sides of the path seem to be more lively and pink in the moonlight. In the deepest part, a small house appeared.

Lan Zeyun stopped and looked at it for a long time, and then stepped forward and gently pushed open the door, the furnishings of this room were very simple, a wooden bed, a table, and some daily utensils. Missing her clothes, the strange things that Du Luo gave her, and the purple gold sandalwood left in the brocade quilt on the wooden bed.

Lan Zeyun stepped forward slowly and slowly lay down on the bed, on top of this brocade quilt, there was a light and elegant fragrance of lotus.

I don't know how long it took, the wind outside the house blew the wooden door, making a gentle noise, and suddenly, Lan Zeyun seemed to suddenly remember something, got up, crossed the threshold, and ran wildly towards one side to another.

Her heart has long been in chaos, she kept telling herself that this place is not the mountain behind the Yellow Spring, but on the top of the god, but as soon as this thought was born, it was dispelled little by little by the scenery in front of her.

Under the moonlight, a red figure shuttled lightly in the peach blossom forest, seemingly familiar with every grass and tree here, and there was no sign of getting lost.

After about a quarter of an hour, Lan Zeyun finally stopped under a peach blossom tree, and the peach blossom tree in front of him was a little crooked compared to other trees, not as straight and tall as the other branches. Lan Zeyun took a deep breath, then squatted down, pulled up under the peach blossom tree, and only after a short while, Lan Zeyun picked up the white jade porcelain altar dug out of the soil with his pupils shining, and carefully patted off the fresh and moist soil on it. After taking a deep sniff, the corners of Lan Zeyun's mouth finally rose slightly, even if it was sealed in the porcelain altar, she could still smell the rich and clear aroma inside, it was this aroma that made Lan Zeyun completely lose her mind.

She didn't care where this place was, pulled the lid of the jar, and poured it down. This wine is really as Chengzhen said, clear and elegant, rich and mellow, and it has always been the taste in her memory, and it has not changed at all.

The fragrant wind floats, with a hint of wine intoxication, slowly wafting in the entire peach garden, here the boundary, the drunkenness is even stronger, only to see a woman in red leaning on the peach blossom tree, holding a white jade porcelain altar in her hand, in addition to the small mound dug up, there are scattered peach petals all over the ground and four or five white jade porcelain altars swaying in the wind.

Under the moonlight, the woman's face was even fairer as jade, and even the slender neck exposed at the neckline was as white as snow. The green silk of ink drifts away with the wind, echoing with the red skirt, dancing together, the peach blossoms of the tree slowly fall down in the air, and a thin layer is covered on her body, and I don't know whether this delicate flower pities the beauty, or this charming beauty attracts the attention of the flowers. The eyebrows are dyed and curved, the green cheeks are colored, the face is like the morning glow, the pink is like a peach blossom, the tip of the nose is slightly upturned, and the corner of the green mountain is like a green mountain. Clever smile and pan, the autumn waves are heavy, the water mist is taki, a little cherry lips, if the cinnabar is blood red, like a begonia with dew, moist and slightly cool. What a beautiful picture of heaven and earth, rare to see!

Suddenly, a cool wind blew, bringing a hint of the faint fragrance of lotus that did not belong here, perhaps because the drunkenness here was too strong, and finally woke up the sleeping owner.

Le Qi put on a coat, her hair was scattered, she gently pushed open the door, and seemed to walk directly towards the place where Lan Zeyun was without thinking. His steps were extremely light, and he didn't wake up the drunken beauty all the way.

When he came to him, he only watched the endgame all over the ground start for a long time, and then sighed softly, squatted beside Lan Zeyun, and reached out to touch Lan Zeyun's white and red cheeks.

This hand was as cool as jade, like a drought for a long time, and suddenly saw a rain, Lan Zeyun frowned, as if he felt it slowly leaving him, and hurriedly came up and gently rubbed the cold hand.

Seeing this, the owner of the hand paused in place, and then pulled his hand back a few points, who expected, Lan Zeyun's face seemed to recognize the master, where he moved, her face was where to go, seeing that her whole body was about to be obliquely out of the trunk and fall to the ground, Le Qi finally gave up resistance and put her hand firmly on her cheek.

The drunken dreamer, seeing this, grinned stupidly, and like a cat, rubbed coquettishly and continued to sleep peacefully.

Le Qi stared at Lan Zeyun for a long time, then he looked away, stretched out his other hand, and stretched out towards the wine jar held in Lan Zeyun's arms, he couldn't remember what year and month these wines were, in short, they were old, the taste was pure, of course, the stamina was a few points stronger than ordinary wine, according to Lan Zeyun, the drinking method of four or five altars at once, I am afraid that I have to sleep in the dark to wake up.

Unexpectedly, although Lan Zeyun slept soundly, her hand holding the wine jar did not relax at all, Le Qi dragged it for a long time, she didn't frown, and there was no sign of letting go.

Le Qi's expression became more and more solemn, after all, it was night, and he was in the snowy region, and the night was dewy, although Lan Zeyun's face was hot, but his body was already cold.

The two were in a stalemate for a long time, Lan Zeyun didn't let go, Le Qi saw this, but didn't pull hard, but let go of his hand, and then, while Zeyun didn't pay attention, the hand that was close to her face quickly let go.

Lan Zeyun immediately subconsciously reached out to grab that hand, and the wine jar in his arms was like this, and he broke away from Lan Zeyun's hand.

Le Qi hurriedly reached out to catch the porcelain altar, and with his other hand, he quickly grabbed Lan Zeyun, who was about to fall to the ground.

Lan Zeyun seemed to have a very stable place, and the whole person tried his best to squeeze into Le Qi's arms, and then rubbed Le Qi's arm, and then quieted down.

Seeing that the person in his arms was no longer moving, Le Qi shook the porcelain altar in his hand, there was no emptiness in it, and there was still half a jar of wine that had not been drunk, and the clear aroma was emitting vigorously.

Le Qi raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and drank the remaining wine in the porcelain altar that was drunk by Lan Zeyun, and then put the empty jar on the ground safely, then picked up Lan Zeyun and walked slowly towards the place where he lived.

The bright moonlight became brighter and brighter, shining on the peach blossoms, and even the peach blossoms glowed with a faint, white glow.

Where the peach petals were spread, a slender figure was cast, which was stretched so long, but in his arms, the petite and lovely girl, there was no shadow of it, and it was revealed.