Because I slept too long during the day, I couldn't sleep at night, so I had to wander around Shan Fu.

Although it is night, it also has the flavor of night, gorgeous and prosperous, and the red lights are lit.

Winding roads, countless rockery bridges, precious flowers and trees, and lotus ponds in the courtyard.

Murong Xue stepped onto the white jade bridge and sat on the railing of the bridge with a light jump.

The jet-black eyes were cast on the water, blinking and blinking as if there were autumn water waves, his hands were propped up on the white jade on the left and right, and a pair of slender little feet were dangling on the bridge.

The moonlight was hazy, the shadows of the trees were fine, and the moon and shadow quietly hit Murong Xuetian's body.

In addition, she was wearing a light gauze moon white dress, which made her even more hazy and mysterious beauty.

The insects chirped, the fish hit the water from time to time, quietly, quietly and harmoniously, she hadn't enjoyed such peace in a long time, whether it was seven years ago, or when, she couldn't remember.

The moon in the water was clear and bright, with a few ripples from time to time, and the moon was also wrinkled, and then it became smooth and smooth again, and it was still a bright moon in the water.

Murong Xue narrowed her dark eyes and spread her hands, as if she wanted to embrace this piece of peace.

She tilted her head slightly, and a fragrance lingered in her nose, not like the richness of roses, nor like the faint fragrance of daisies, but it made people feel comfortable.

She liked it very much, and she knew it was the flower of a magnolia flower planted by the bridge.

As soon as she breathed in, she was a beauty under the moon, just sitting casually, there was a kind of unearthly beauty.

Elegant and noble, you can only look at it from a distance.

It also makes people can't bear to break this beautiful tranquility.

This is true of Shan Chenmo, who has a grudge against Murong Xuetian, and so is Shan Yiqing, who is standing cautiously at one end of the bridge.

They quietly admired this "painting" "painted" by a natural painter.

They have never seen such a beautiful "Shan Qianhan", and they have never seen such a simple and unpretentious and elegant person like a fairy in the sky.

As long as you look at it, it's hard to look away.

Spring nights are still a little wet and windy.

Maybe it was not suitable for this cool spring climate, so Shan Yiqing couldn't help but sneeze.

Murong Xue poured a cold light and jumped off the bridge railing, looking for the person who was sneezing.

Seeing that the person who came was Shan Yiqing, he took his cold eyes.

Shan Yiqing's heart trembled at Murong Xue's cold eyes, as if she had done something bad, lowered her head and held her handkerchief, looked at the fairy sister who did not eat fireworks in the world in embarrassment, and looked at the shoes on her feet in embarrassment.

It's all because she didn't wear more clothes and ruined this beautiful picture. Shan Yiqing blamed herself in her heart.

Murong Xue walked down the bridge and walked towards the girl at the end of the bridge.

"Sixth sister, do you think this magnolia flower is too pungent?"

The bright moonlight was profoundly moving in Murong Xuetian's eyes, covering up the other lights, and if you looked closely, you could see the white magnolia flowers in the eyeballs waiting to be released.

People in the night, the moon in their eyes, and the flowers in their eyes.

Shan Yiqing said goodbye to Murong Xue's bright eyes, and looked at the white magnolia that was blown by the breeze and sent a faint fragrance of flowers, her body shrank, her face was red, and she said shyly: "Sister, don't make fun of Yiqing, it's just a little cold." ”

Murong Xue's slender jade hand stretched out to a hanging flower branch, and sniffed, it was the smell of spring, fresh, just like the bright moon in the sky.

Smelling the fragrance of flowers, he said: "Since it is cold, my sister should go back to the house to rest, so as not to worry the prince about the wind and cold." ”

Shan Yiqing's eyes lit up, coughed lightly, and poured out her blessing to Murong Xue, "Thank you Sister Han for your concern, then Yiqing will leave first?" ”

The good smell of flowers made Murong Xue unable to move her nose, and she waved the back of her other hand towards Shan Yiqing and said, "Go ahead." ”

Shan Yiqing crossed Murong Xuetian, and the afterglow saw Murong Xuetian smelling the magnolia flowers, which was very good-looking, which made people look away.

That posture, that pretending, that look.

It's enviable.

Just glanced at it, walked to the white jade bridge, got on the bridge and got off the bridge. The petite figure faded into small and disappeared in the moonlight.

Immediately, Murong Xue let go of the magnolia flower, the corners of her mouth hooked slightly, infinite elegance, and her beauty was unparalleled.

It's just fleeting, restored to its original appearance, and continues to visit the park. She knew there were three people here, one of them now, and another one.

But Murong Xuetian did not walk in the direction where Shan Chen was indifferent, but walked along the pond in the opposite direction.

However, many years later, such a random and natural picture of the moon still lingers in Shan Chenmo's mind.

Murong Xuetian just walked around the garden and returned to his courtyard.

At this time, the playful Winter Ring had returned, and was sweeping with a broom and wiping with a rag.

I didn't know that Murong Xuetian had slowly approached.

When Murong Xue walked to the back of Dong Huan and was standing, Dong Huan was only moving up and down with a rag in both hands, and suddenly saw a large piece of black clothes in the shape of a person on the door frame.

shouted "Ghost", and the rag was also reflexively thrown back, almost throwing it on Murong Xuetian's face.

Murong Xue leaned to the side and stood in front of Donghuan with a black face, "I'm like a ghost?" ”

Because it was a backlight, it was not clear to see Murong Xuetian's face, and the low voice made Donghuan's heart cold, and he stepped back with his hands on the ground.

Murong Xuetian just stood still.

It wasn't until Donghuan had almost retreated that she realized that it wasn't a ghost, but a young lady.

patted the frightened little heart, sat still, let out a long breath, and said, "It's good that it's not a ghost." ”

Murong Xue's face was full of black lines, "In the past few days, you have grown bold, and you dare to throw me with a rag." ”

Donghuan looked at the face close at hand, rags?

By the way, he looked at his hand and saw nothing, and then at the rag lying on the ground.

Donghuan sweats like rain, but yes, it's over.

She didn't pay attention just now, and threw the rag back, thinking that if it was a ghost, throw the rag at her and run.

I didn't expect it to be Miss, not only did I treat Miss as a ghost, but I also threw a rag on Miss Miss, which was miserable.

Donghuan covered his face, waiting for Murong Xuetian's punishment.

Murong Xue saw Donghuan covering his face with the hand that had taken the rag, and shook his head helplessly, "Tomorrow, you go to Murong Bai to get some silver and buy a few maids back." It also saves you from throwing a rag at Miss Ben in the future. ”

Donghuan shook his head, "Miss is going to buy a new maid, does she want Donghuan?" Donghuan's attention was on buying a maid.

"It depends on the mood." Murong Xue said.

"Don't, Donghuan doesn't want Miss to buy a new maid, Donghuan wants to follow Miss."

No matter how big the beads of sweat on the top of her head were, she hugged Murong Xuetian's feet and didn't let her go.

Murong Xuetian also felt helpless, it felt uncomfortable to be hugged by someone. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Proud Black Concubine Claw Book House" for free for the first time.