The quaint and atmospheric Taoist temple looms in the early morning mist and the pine and cypress in early winter, accompanied by cigarette smoke, which really makes people feel as if they are outside the human world.

Pei Jinzhen came here with the red dust.

Although Ji Shuxuan's sister and brother came with her, they were very knowledgeable, and they knew that she had something to do, so when they entered the gate, they walked away first.

And Pei Jinzhen brought the green branch and Yuan Mama in front, and the red silk supported behind, and went straight to the direction of the back mountain.

On this Zhongshan Mountain, there are many pines and cypresses, even in such a season, they are only a little dead, but they are still in the sky, adding to the silence.

Deflected the mountain behind the road, but the scenery in front of me changed.

As far as the eye can see, there is a large area of tea plums.

Some are tall and some are short, and they are scattered. During this period, the cobbled paths meander and disappear among the flowers.

Now, it's flowering time. The tea plum in the mountain behind the Xuanqing View is well-known far and wide, and every year, many people come here.

Therefore, there are many people in the tea and plum bushes.

Pei Jinzhen didn't come to enjoy the flowers, he passed by the tea and plum trees of different colors and went farther away.

In the distance, among the trees, a corner of the cornice looms. There is a door plaque hanging on the small gatehouse, with three quaint characters written "Qingyue An".

There is a small nunnery in the mountain behind Xuanqing Guan, called "Qingyue", up and down the nunnery, but there are only about a dozen sisters-in-law. And this is where Pei Jinzhen is coming today.

Because he had already greeted him, Pei Jinzhen led people and entered the nunnery very smoothly.

was led to a side room, gently pushed the door, inside the door, a sister-in-law in a silk dress raised her head, and the moment she saw Mama Yuan, she was first startled, and then there were tears in her eyes, "Mama Yuan?" ”

"Forsythia, it's really you."

They arrived at Xuanqingguan early in the morning, and when Pei Jinzhen came out of Qingyue Nunnery, it was already the time when the sun was hanging high. In the mountains, it is still shrouded in a thick fog that seems to contain water vapor.

Slowly walked away from Qingyue Nunnery, all the way back to the large tea plum.

Mama Yuan and the others didn't dare to say anything, but followed silently, looking up at Pei Jinzhen from time to time, and stopped talking.

"I want to be alone for a while." Pei Jinzhen suddenly stopped his steps, and said in a cold tone.

Mama Yuan was not at ease, but after a little groaning, she still nodded, and scattered with a few girls, but she didn't dare to go too far, and let Hongxuan, who had practiced martial arts and was more intelligent, pay attention to the girl's movements at any time.

Pei Jinzhen didn't notice any of this.

Her mind was still immersed in what she had just heard in Qingyue Nunnery, many years ago, about the horror and severe pain of Yuan Jingzhu's miscarriage and two lives, and she couldn't extricate herself.

A tea plum tree around me is blooming wantonly, blood-red, pure and gorgeous.

She raised her head and looked at the red flower, but she felt that the red pierced her eyes so hard that her eyes hurt, and the humidity of hot flashes rushed straight to her eyes.

"What's wrong with this Pei San girl? How can you cry when you look at flowers? It can't be bullied, right? A few steps away, Shao Qian looked behind Yan Chong, looking at that place, the flowers are falling brocade, and the beauty is standing with flowers, it is that person who is more delicate than flowers, but at this time, it is a pear blossom with rain in spring, beautiful and moving. Everyone has a love for beauty, Shao Qian couldn't help but look at it twice, and asked very curiously.

Yan Chong's face was a little bad.

He was dragged by Shao Qian to come to Xuanqing to watch Chamei today, he was not the person who was vassally elegant, but because in the past one or two months, he was so busy that his feet did not touch the ground, and now he finally became empty.

Who knows, but he happened to bump into Pei Jinji, who made him feel bad.

He wanted to turn around and leave. She made it clear that day, her affairs had nothing to do with him, she said so, could it be that he still had to be cheeky and stick his hot face to her cold ass? He, Yan Chong, is not so faceless and skinless.

Besides, as she said, if he wants, this noble girl in Manfeng Capital City, then it is not up to him to choose? Why should he be so rare that he doesn't have him in his eyes?

It's just that his temperament is like this. Either they get along, he marries her in the future, and holds her in the palm of his hand and spoils her, or, as she said, they are strangers and have nothing to do with each other.

Now, they are naturally the second type of tacit understanding.

He should have turned around and walked away, and looked at her again.

But she cried.

He had never seen her cry. Even when she was on the carriage and life and death hung by a thread, even if it was the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, she never shed half a tear. But..... But today she wept.

I don't know what's going on.

He hated himself a little, why couldn't he help but think about her?

However, the picture of the beauty crying on her face may be pleasing to the eye in Shao Qian's eyes, but when he looks at it, it seems that he has been tightly choked by a hand, and he is so panicked that he is faintly in pain.

Pei Jinzhen didn't know that someone was looking at her secretly.

She just looked up at the tea plum, obviously feeling that the red stinging hurt her eyes, but she couldn't take her eyes off it.

A shallow coldness fell between her eyebrows, and she was stunned for a moment, and only after a moment did she react. I don't know when the thick fog dispersed, and a black and oppressive lead cloud appeared overhead, and at some point, under the cloud, snow-white flowers fell, blooming and fluttering.

The first snow of the year in Fengjing City came quietly at this moment on this day.

Pei Jinzhen raised her head, stared blankly at the sky of hail snow, looked at the flying snowflakes, with the wind, wantonly and dashing in mid-air, slowly falling, falling between her eyebrows and hair......

This stupid girl, is she stupid?

Yan Chong stared at her blankly at the sky, and the snow fell on her hair, face, and eyebrows....... She is still crying, is she trying to freeze her face?

He didn't care to be angry that he still cared about her at this time, and his feet, which were already ahead of his reason, moved forward.

But he only moved for a moment, and then froze again.

A beautiful red yarn floated from nowhere, inch by inch over her head, covering the sky as far as she could see, and through a layer of red yarn, the sky of the hail became much better, hazy, just like the exquisite marquee during the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, like a dream. The coldness and coldness of the snow were also cut off by the red veil in an instant.

Pei Jinzhen blinked, blinked again, and then reacted, where is the red yarn, it is clearly a red oil-paper umbrella. Only the paper is light and thin, like a yarn, hazy.

Suddenly I turned my head, and the first thing I saw was the hand holding the umbrella, slender and powerful, with distinct knuckles.

Looking up along the hand, looking at each other, Ji Shuxuan smiled slightly, as if he hadn't seen her red and swollen eyes and the tears at the corners of her eyes.

"I've just heard a lot of people say here, don't you know, many tea and plum trees here have their own allusions, right? Would you like to come with me? I'm going to sell my land and tell you about it? ”