Plum Garden on the outskirts of Beijing.

It has not yet reached the early winter, and it is already a dark fragrance floating, and the white and flawless plum blossoms are like a sea.

The moonlight is as cold as water, shining in this sea of fragrant snow, and the brilliance is dazzling.

Hundreds of plum blossoms move with the wind, and the fragrance hits repeatedly.

In the depths of the plum blossoms, there is a small house, the house is not big, and this huge plum garden is very incompatible.

Under the moonlight, the house is a little old, but clean and spotless.

In front of the small house, a person in white clothes is better than snow, looking up at the snow-white trees.

On the table next to him, hot wine was snuggled on a small stove, and the faint fragrance of plum blossoms gradually drifted away.

Not far behind him, a light-colored figure stood silently.

Looking at the snow-white figure, the eyes that twinkled like stars were dyed with a touch of sadness.

"Feng, do I like that girl?" The person who had been holding his hair back and was stunned suddenly spoke, and his voice was always indifferent and cold.

Xuanyuan Feng suddenly raised his head and saw that the eyes that were as deep as a pool of water were faintly full of confusion like clouds and mist. The corners of his cold and hard mouth actually evoked a gentle smile for the first time.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a distant ink painting, clear and indifferent, making people stop and linger.

She also raised her head silently, letting the tears that accidentally overflowed flow back to her eyes.

All the sorrow turned into a sigh, and I didn't even dare to make a sound, but only hid it deep in my heart.

The spirit beast forest met unexpectedly, she had already seen the clue, but she allowed herself to believe a lie that was blown away.

The handsome man in front of her, she has guarded it for more than ten years, and her heart is as gentle as water, and it is almost frozen into ice.

But he never looked back at himself.

He will call himself in a good-sounding, but indifferent voice, Feng, Feng...... It's a simple title, but it's as intimate as a lover.

"Feng, that kid, isn't it really mine?" he didn't seem to need an answer, just muttered to himself. looked a little lonely, that fairy-like innocent child, if it was his, how good it would be.

Why is it the eighth child?

The eighth child who has been planning to confront himself-for-tat?

"Palace Master, the news of six years ago has been blocked, and I have used all the connections in the Golden Cave, but I can't find any useful information. Xuanyuan Feng collected his emotions and replied businesslikely. "It seems that there is a force behind us that we don't know about that is pressing this matter down. The people who participated in this matter back then, except for Second Mrs. Mo, all of them are unknown. Some people have vaguely mentioned it, and it seems that they have all been executed. ”

"Second lady of Mofu, are you awake?"

"No, it seems that the blow has been too great, and I have been in a coma. ”

"Find a way to wake her up. ”

"Yes. ”

The person under the plum tree returned to the table with an indifferent expression, and raised the wine glass directly.

The bubbling wine was poured into the glass, and the rich aroma of the wine instantly dispersed.

"Little Phoenix, you are cooking plum blossom wine more and more perfectly!" A clear voice sounded in the darkness, and a fiery red figure was only a moment, sitting opposite Xuanyuanli, scooping up the wine glass in Xuanyuanli's hand, and drinking it all.

"Good wine, good wine. Sure enough, only the wine of the little phoenix can satisfy the wine worm in my stomach. ”

Xuanyuan Fengying's face was as white as jade, and his head, which was already lowered, was about to touch the ground.

"Wuhua, aren't you tired of picking flowers and grass every day?" Xuanyuan Li quipped as he snatched the wine glass from his hand. A slight melancholy disappeared without a trace.

There was a faint smile on his face, just right, but there was no trace of warmth.

Even if it is with his best friend, he has never had a moment to reveal his true feelings.

In the middle of the night, those who were not invited were naturally the bosses of the gold caves, and there were no flowers in the medicine.

"I'm not tired, if Uncle Ben doesn't mess with flowers and grass that day, then he is tired, and he is not tired. He stared at a handsome face that was angry and resentful, but he smiled without an image.

"Xiao Lili, your little Che'er, why don't you give it to me! This year, it's rare to see a beauty in her early twenties who hasn't budded yet. The flowerless stool pulled and approached Xuanyuanli, and the words he said made Xuanyuanli's expression, which had not changed for thousands of years, gradually crack, fell off piece by piece, and shattered into slag.

Xuanyuan Feng, who was not far away, was already listening to his ears with a touch of red.

She has never been in the ordinary, she is as simple as a blank piece of paper, how could she ever hear such explicit words.

"Wuhua, if you dare to touch Eleven, this king will cut off your hands. "Xuanyuan is a domineering threat.

The flowers are smiling, and half of them are all taken to heart.

"Seriously, you won't be true to that little scorpion, right?" The laughter stopped, and the flowerless words turned around, which caught people off guard.

Xuanyuan's expression froze slightly, staring at the wine glass in his hand, a little distracted.

"Is it obvious?" After a while, he raised his eyes, hooked the corners of his lips, and said lightly.

"Ha Lu Ha...... Haven't you already turned over the clouds and rained and gone to the Spring Festival together?" The gods and horses are indistinguishable from male and female, and the gods and horses are all beautiful in the world, they are all floating clouds, no playboys, and they are clearly pure masters.

Xuanyuan Feng behind him, his inaudible body trembled.

She is the palace master's close guard, but she doesn't know about it?

Xuanyuan, who has always been cold-hearted and cold-hearted, has eyes that are as cold as jade, dyed with a touch of warmth.

"Leave, you can't be playing for real, right?" Wuhua smiled and smiled, with a little doubt.

"Can't you?" Xuanyuan Li played with the wine glass, raised his eyes and asked, the smile on the corner of his lips was not as good as in the past, like a kaolin flower, cold and clear. A slight curvature, a little soft.

The handsome face, because of this softness, is no longer cold and hard like ice, as if the ice has been blown away by the warm wind, and there is a kind of warmth of spring returning to the earth.

Xuanyuan Feng's body retreated slightly, she had been by the palace master's side for more than ten years, and she had never seen the palace master so abnormal in front of outsiders.

Even in the face of her, behind the smiling face, there is often indescribable majesty and coldness.

"You're not going to let Xuanyuan be a son, are you?" Wuhua widened his radiant eyes, only to feel that the person in front of him was simply unreasonable.

It would also be a good thing if there was a woman who could move him with the same ice for thousands of years.

But the most important problem is that he gave birth to a son with his younger brother, if this kind of thing is transmitted back to Xuanyuan Palace, wouldn't it be a big mess in the world.

"Do you think your son is his?" With a rare gentleness, Xuanyuan Li returned to his usual indifference and asked lightly.

"It's not his, is it yours?" the corners of Wuhua's mouth twitched slightly, and she rolled her eyes at Xuanyuan Li.

"I can count the women you have ever had in your life on one hand, and as a man, especially a handsome man, I am ashamed of you. ”