When Xiao Ling stood in the courtyard and looked around, he exclaimed, "It's so beautiful!" ”

There are peonies, orchids, jasmine, hollyhocks in the yard... and more than a dozen kinds of flowers.

Plants include five-needle pine, podocarpus, boxwood... Wait.

She looked here and there, and liked these flowers and plants very much.

In modern times, she likes to raise these flowers and trees, and she has some understanding of them, and she also has her own unique way of arranging potted plants such as flowers and plants in a staggered manner, making the room more warm and chic.

At this time, Xiao Ling squatted down to look at the night flowers in front of him, and asked without looking back: "This night flowers are very fragrant, and the flowers that bloom at night will be even more fragrant, do you know?" ”

Lei Xin tilted her head and shook her head after thinking about it: "I don't know." ”

Lei Xiang also pondered for a moment: "The slave maid didn't observe it carefully, but she only knew that it was very fragrant. ”

Xiao Ling lowered his head and sniffed, then stood up and said with a smile: "There is a famous painter who also wrote a poem with it as the title, the poem is: The night is blooming, the name is very good, try to ask each other before the flower, who is smiling at the bottom of the leaf." ”

"Hee-hee, the slave has limited knowledge and doesn't understand very well, but the poem sounds very good." Lei Xin replied with a grin.

Lei Xiang: "The slave and maid only know the rough, ashamed." ”

Xiao Ling suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, and then ran forward, saying as he ran: "Two little beauties, in fact, I don't know what it means, I can only carry it!" ”

Lei Xin stomped her feet slightly and pursed her red lips: "Miss Ling, you love to sell more than slaves." ”

"Let's go." Lei Xiang shook her head helplessly and amusedly.

Xiao Ling, who was running in front, suddenly stopped, looked at the jasmine potted plants in the row on the left, and couldn't help but bend down to watch.

I haven't found it over there just now, but it was blocked by the hibiscus in front of it, burying such a fragrant jasmine.

Xiao Ling looked at the wide variety of flowers in the courtyard, and always felt that something was wrong, as if something was missing, and he couldn't say anything specifically.

There happened to be a stone table on the right side, so I walked over and sat down, looking at everything in the courtyard with one hand on my cheek, and my beautiful eyes turned smartly.

"Miss Ling, why don't you leave? What are you thinking? Lei Xiang looked at Xiao Ling suspiciously.

After thinking and meditating for a while, he seemed to have a little clue, and said, "Well, yes, when I saw the flowers in the courtyard just now, I thought it was very beautiful, but after looking at it for a long time, it will make people feel a little boring." ”

Then he said: "You see, these and that, the pots of all kinds of flowers are placed together to form a large patch, which is close and numerous, which will cause visual fatigue for people's eyes." ”

Lei Xiang understood a little, so she nodded: "Well, the slave doesn't usually pay too much attention, but now when you say it, Miss Ling, I feel a little reasonable." ”

Lei Xin raised her eyes and looked, her apricot eyes crooked: "Miss Ling, the slave and maid have watched it twice, but they don't feel visual fatigue!" ”

Xiao Ling gave her a faceless look: "Then it proves that your art, art, fineness, and cell are zero."

"Art cells? What is Cell? Lei Xin looked at Xiao Ling in confusion.

Well, she seems, seems, and said more esoteric modern words.

"Ahem, I can't explain it clearly, but I can tell you with concrete actions, what is an art cell."

Lei Xin asked: "What action??" ”

"Miss Ling, do you want it?" Lei Xiang was also puzzled.

Xiao Ling didn't answer in time, got up and walked to the left side, picked up a pot of jasmine, and then put it on the stone table, hooked his lips and smiled: "You see, the branches and leaves of this pot of jasmine are growing very luxuriantly, and the tweed flowers are also blooming a lot, but they are all blocked by the leaves, covering the beauty and fragrance of the flowers. ”

"Eun." Lei Xiang and the two nodded at the same time.

"Which of you is going to get me a pair of scissors?" Xiao Ling sat on the stone bench, raised Erlang's legs very elegantly, and looked comfortable.

"Slave and maid go." Lei Xin turned her head and ran in the direction of the room.

Lei Xiang looked at Xiao Ling who raised Erlang's legs, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and Erlang's legs were the movements that ordinary ruffians should have, but she did this action instead reflected a feeling of extreme elegance.

"Xiangxiang, what's wrong?" Xiao Ling looked at Lei Xiang with a frowning expression.

"Spirit girl, you, this sitting position?" Lei Xiang thought about it, and it would be better to remind it.

Xiao Ling wondered: "What's wrong with the sitting posture?" ”

Lei Xiang lowered his head and said honestly: "The slave knows that Erlang's legs are made by ruffians. ”

"Huh? No way? It's just a stretch of legs, which is how I used to sit. ”

Lei Xiang: "This, the slave can remind you in the future." ”

Xiao Ling thought about it, and yes, this is ancient times, and Erlang's legs do affect the image, so let's change it, otherwise one day, I was accidentally seen by Jun Yichen and was kicked out of King Chen's mansion in minutes.

"Okay, I'll try to change it." Nodding earnestly.

"Girl Spirit, scissors." Lei Xin shouted to Xiao Ling from afar.

After a while, Lei Xin came to the front and watched her running around, without sweating or panting, which made Xiao Ling wonder: "Xinxin, are you running over?" And then you ran over? ”

Lei Xin nodded: "Yes." ”

Xiao Ling was even more puzzled: "Then why don't you breathe?" ”

Lei Xin: "The slave knows martial arts, and there is a little bit of internal strength, and I don't feel it when I run this distance." ”

Xiao Ling collapsed instantly: "I see." ”

Then he asked curiously: "Then do you have any light work?" Will it fly? For example, fly to that tall Qionghua tree? ”

asked a series of question marks, which made Lei Xin and Lei Xiang stunned.

"Come back to your senses, come back to your senses." Xiao Ling raised his hand and shook it in front of their eyes.

Lei Xin blinked her beautiful eyes: "Eh, there is a little light skill, but it is not fine, and it is okay to fly to the Qionghua tree." ”

Anyway, the prince had secretly reminded her before that it was no problem to show a little martial arts in front of her.

When Xiao Ling heard this, he was so excited that he clasped his hands together: "Then, can you demonstrate it now, I want to see it." ”

Lei Xin didn't shirk either: "Yes." ”

Immediately, I saw Lei Xin jumping in place, and quickly swept towards the Qionghua tree, with a fluttering posture, thin clothes and light yarn, elegant and free.

“···” Xiao Ling covered his mouth with his hand, and his beautiful eyes were wide open.

And when Lei Xin flew to the branch at the top of the Qionghua tree, she was on tiptoe, and she turned around and flew back down, very fast, at this moment, the petals of Qionghua behind her fell like white snowflakes, and the picture was so beautiful that it was suffocating.

"It turns out that the realistic version of the light work is almost the same as the TV series, it's so beautiful!" Xiao Ling didn't blink his eyes, and looked fixedly at Lei Xin, who had already flown down to him.

"Spirit girl? Spirit Girl? Lei Xiang shook the Xiao Spirit on the side, as if he had been lit to the acupoint.

Xiao Ling slowly turned his head to look at Lei Xiang: "Xiangxiang, you will also fly around like this?" ”

"Ling girl, Lei Xiang's light skills are better than those of slaves." Lei Xin rushed to answer again.

"Isn't this palace a little too powerful, even the maids are so powerful?" Xiao Ling smacked his tongue.

"Miss Ling is overrated." Lei Xiang replied modestly.

Xiao Ling asked again without giving up: "How is your light skill compared to King Chen?" ”

This will Lei Xin and Lei Xiang replied at the same time: "The difference between cloud and mud." ”

After Xiao Ling sat down, he lay on the stone table and looked sideways at the sky: "I want to go back to my hometown." ”

Could it be that the people in this place are so powerful, so how should she, a modern weak woman, live? In the future, if you want to go outside, if there is no one to cover you, I am afraid that you will not even dare to speak loudly.

Or collided with the grumpy and vicious, isn't her little head just a share of being taken away every minute?

"Miss Ling, what's wrong?" Lei Xiang lowered his head and asked.

Xiao Ling raised his eyes and asked sadly: "Xiangxiang, do the people in this place know martial arts?" ”

"Well, Miss Ling, although the Eastern Jin Dynasty is a martial dynasty, because practicing martial arts requires hardship and hard work, many princes and nobles don't want to practice." Lei Xiang patiently explained.

Lei Xin continued: "Miss Ling, almost all the people of the Eastern Jin Dynasty don't know martial arts, they are all relatively simple, they are only worried about their livelihood, and they will not take the initiative to think about practicing martial arts. ”

Listening to their explanations, Xiao Ling's young heart was comforted a little.

After a while, she pouted: "Then, what about the palace?" ”

Lei Xiang smiled helplessly: "The rough maids, mothers-in-law, and strong men in the backyard of the palace don't know how to fight." ”

"Alas, there was a feeling of finding the same kind in an instant." Xiao Ling muttered to himself.

After such an interrogation, the result was quite satisfactory, and she was relieved, but her strengths were dancing and singing, not martial arts.