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Hua Xiyan silently transmitted the sound into the secret and went back. [&26825;&33457;&31958;&23567;&35828;&32593;&77;&105;&97;&110;&104;&117;&97;&116;&97;&110;&103;&46;&99;&99;fast update,Refreshing website pages,Few ads,,I like this kind of website the most, I must praise it]-79xs-Not long after I arrived on the island, I found that Yun Qi was no longer there, She knew that he must have something to do, and if anything happened, he would come and tell her.

Inside the pavilion, a group of people were sitting inside, He Lanze, Ye Luyi, and Ning Xuan formed a three-legged situation, and the relationship between the three of them looked very peaceful and soothing on the surface, but no one knew what kind of-for-tat was secretly there.

After all, power has always been dominated by the strong.

"Sister Hua, where are you going?" Seeing Hua Xiyan get up, Yang Jinrong immediately asked out loud.

"Walk around the shore." Hua Xiyan stroked his cuffs.

Yang Jinrong also stood up and blinked a pair of apricot eyes: "The lotus 'flowers' in this Kunming Pond are blooming very well, I know that there is a place that is the best place to enjoy the lotus, let's go and see it together, shall we?" ”

Hua Xiyan laughed dryly: "I don't have much interest in lotus 'flowers'. ”

"But I want to see it." Yang Jinrong pursed her lips and said coquettishly, "Sister Hua, is it okay for you to accompany me to enjoy the lotus?" ”

Hua Xiyan sighed, forcibly suppressed the reluctance in his heart, and nodded heavily: "Okay, let's go and have a look." ”

Chang Ning was worried about Yilun's injury, so he followed him back to the palace, and Hua Xiyan now has one less attendant. Before turning around, Hua Xiyan glanced at the gazebo with a lively atmosphere again, thinking that people's hearts are warm and cold, if it was Rou Jia who had an accident today and not Chang Ning, Ning Xuan would still be so dismissive? Will the sons of the family still talk and laugh like this?

There are a lot of 'flower' trees on the edge of Kunming Lake, and there are a few shallow streams that are artificially dug and hidden in the depths of the forest. The pebbles are shining under the illumination of the moon's 'color', the spring is close to the stone, the sound of the water is slow, the top is upside down, and the lower is falling 'flower' floating. Dissolving 'swinging' and 'swinging', twists and turns.

The beauty of Kunming pool, the beauty is more complex than the general pool and the "fine" beauty, not only the design of the whole pool, but also the "flower" wood by the pool, as well as the placement pattern of the "flower" wood, all follow the principle of the five elements of gossip, relying on the aura of different "flower" wood, gathering the breath of the soul,

The faint smell of the elegant aroma of Hanlian at the end of the nose, zigzag back to the bar, a turn, suddenly opened up in front of you, as if you had entered another world. The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and it has always been the favorite beauty of literati and artists, even if Huaxiyan is light in nature, it is only seen in dreams. In front of the pond, there are full of round lotus leaves, exuding a kind of calm ink 'color' that is not visible during the day in the night 'color', and the huge lotus 'flower' is fading the delicate 'glamorous' light pink, exuding a lustful white under the moonlight, black and white 'alternately', like a good ink painting. The bright moon like a silver plate is slowly rising from the junction of water and sky, sprinkling countless clear and agile bright breath.

"Sister Hua, how is it, I'm looking for a good place, right?" Yang Yang Jinrong jumped onto a small 'jade' platform by the pool, raised his head and said as if inviting merit.

Kunming Lake formed a sharp turn in the place just now, the narrow waterway seems to divide the whole lake into two halves, on the island in the middle of the lake just now, for the beautiful scenery in front of you, you can't see a point.

"Not bad." Hua Xiyan nodded, this is a sincere admit.

Yang Jinrong squatted down and put his hand into the lake, feeling the cold water flowing through his hand, letting out a crisp and pleasant laugh.

Although the scenery in front of her was excellent, but in addition to the surprise and beauty at first sight, she couldn't have any other interests, Hua Xiyan silently looked at Yang Jinrong, who was having a good time, and quietly looked away.

Acacia forest? What kind of forest is it? Hua Xiyan looked at the countless woodlands by the Kunming Pond, and couldn't help but be speechless, thinking that when he looked at the past at night, it was all a shadow, where was the place Yun Qi said?

"Alas...... Sister Hua, you don't seem to be interested......" Yang Jinrong didn't know when she stood in front of Hua Xiyan, and said helplessly, "Otherwise, I'll take you to another place to see?" ”

Hua Xiyan thought in his heart that I just wanted to go where there was no you, but what he asked was: "Where?" ”

"Hmm...... It's over there, near our island in the middle of the lake, there is a acacia forest, and there is a wishing tree in it, I heard that it works very well! ”

As soon as the three words of Hehuan Lin came out, Hua Xiyan's eyes lit up, and she finally believed that God is always fair, and when you bear something, she will always compensate you in another way.

"The Wishing Tree?" Hua Xiyan made a very interested look, "Then let's go and have a look." ”

So Yang Jinrong took Hua Xiyan's hand and walked towards the so-called Hehuan Forest very happily, chattering along the way, explaining to her how effective the wishing tree was, especially in terms of male and female love.

Hua Xiyan suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar, and then she remembered that when she first came to the capital, Yang Jinrong told herself how effective the nameless temple was, and she had to let herself go where to incense with her, but she almost died in the fire there.

Glancing at Yang Jinrong, who was full of interest, Hua Xiyan thought that this time you should not make any more moths.

The breeze blew and rustled the woods, and wiped away the silence that the two had just brought from the quiet pond. There was a quiet path in the woods that led deep into the woods, and there were many red lanterns hanging from the trees by the roadside, and there seemed to be ink on the lanterns.

"It's a way to pray." Yang Jinrong explained to Hua Xiyan, "Write your wish on a lantern and hang it on this tree, and when the moonlight shines down, your wish will be seen by the moon god and come true." ”

Saying this, Yang Jinrong suddenly reached into his arms, wanting to take out something.

"Huh? Why is it gone......" Yang Jinrong said in a very suspicious tone, and began to 'grope' the cuffs in his arms, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

"How?"

"Where's my brother's brand?" Yang Jinrong began to search carefully on the ground, and at the same time muttered, "I said that I was going to come to this acacia forest today, and my brother gave me a sign for me to hang on the wishing tree for him, why is it missing now?" ”

"Didn't you get lost on the way you came?" Hua Xiyan guessed.

Who knew that Yang Jinrong was shocked, screamed, and hurriedly said: "If the things written on it are read by someone with a heart, it will be a big deal!" ”

Yang Jinrong was very anxious, there were fine sweat stains on his forehead, and he said urgently to Hua Xiyan: "Just go inside, why don't you go over first, Sister Hua, and I'll come back to you after I go back and find it?" ”

Hua Xiyan's bright eyes suddenly became deep, and against the backdrop of her face that was extremely smooth by the light of the lantern, it was as deep as the sea, as if she wanted to look straight into Yang Jinrong's heart.

Yang Jinrong blinked a pair of apricot eyes and looked back at Hua Xiyan, not showing anything wrong.

"Okay." After a while, Hua Xiyan nodded slowly.

"I'll be back for you in a moment, it won't be long!" Yang Jinrong said to Hua Xiyan, and ran away urgently.

Since she had internal strength and martial arts, Hua Xiyan found that her courage had increased by more than one level, and now she didn't even bother to pay attention to whether Yang Jinrong was playing any tricks, turned around and walked towards the depths of the forest.

She'd better give her a break. Hua Xiyan thought that if she provoked again and again, she would not have the patience to flatter her like this.

As we went deeper into the forest, there were more and more lanterns on the trees on both sides, and the path that led to this side became brighter and brighter.

After turning a corner, a towering tree with lush branches came into the eyes of Huaxi Yan.

This tree is afraid that it has a lifespan of thousands of years, Hua Xiyan thought, with such thick branches, she is afraid that she will have to walk more than ten steps to make a circle. The lush branches and foliage spread out in all directions, covering the area of tens of zhang. On the low-hanging branches, there are countless wooden signs, incense sachets, and 'jade' pendants, all of which are connected by red 'color' silk threads, colliding with each other in the breeze, making a slight sound.

Hua Xiyan looked up, this red 'colored' silk thread was like a red rope in the hands of Yue Lao, closely connected to the beautiful long-cherished wishes in the hearts of countless people.

There was a stone table under his subordinates, and a wooden box was placed on the table, Hua Xiyan walked over and opened the wooden box, and found that it was the four treasures of the study.

The person who designed this place was really a second person, Hua Xiyan thought, smiling and taking things out of the wooden box.

Opening a porcelain vase and pouring the water inside into the inkstone, Hua Xiyan slowly grinded the ink, while thinking if he might have some wish to come to this place in vain?

The breeze became stronger, sending the light ink fragrance into the nose, and suddenly heard a few crisp sounds, and Hua Xiyan raised his head.

On a branch in the sky, there are two pieces of 'jade' wearing a red rope, one large and one small, and the white 'color' mutton fat 'jade' and 'jade' are shining, except for the faint cloud pattern, there is no other 'flower' pattern, or the inscription.

As soon as her eyes lit up, Hua Xiyan jumped up, and when she fell, the two pieces of 'jade' had already arrived in her hands.

I still remember when I was in Taiyuan, the man personally hung this piece of 'jade' that was exactly the same as his piece on her waist, and her heart was also because of this 'jade' pendant, and there was more luster than the 'jade', and later, the two were full of contradictions, and this 'jade' pendant was dragged down by her own hands and shattered.

Today, this 'jade' pendant is as intact as ever, hanging here, without any trace of repair, and it seems that there has never been any estrangement between the two.

Hua Xiyan's fingertips slowly brushed the 'jade' pendant, feeling the warm touch of the fingertips, just like the man who was as warm as 'jade'.

Slowly lifting the pen, writing stroke by stroke on the white and flawless 'jade' wear, a warm embrace came up from behind, hugged her tightly, reached out to her hand, and slowly moved, the two worked together to complete the last "duck" word.

And when a group of people hurried from outside the forest, what they saw was the intimacy of these two people, holding a pen together.

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