Both of them had a great time eating.

This kind of warmth in life is vividly exuded in a simple meal, a simple sentence, a smile, and an action of picking vegetables with each other.

......

Although Bailing and Nu Thirteen have not officially married now, they both feel that the life between husband and wife should be like this.

"The camellia outside the city is blooming, shall we go to see it together tomorrow?" asked Bai Ling with a smile.

"yes, yes. Nu Thirteen replied with the same smile.

After eating, cleaning up, Bailing and Slave Thirteen went back to the room to rest.

Inevitably, it will be another gentle lingering, and the clouds and rain on the bed.

Although the two of them slept a little late at this time because of their intimacy at night, the agreement to go outside the city to watch the camellia together the next day was not to be missed.

......

On the second day, Bai Ling and Slave Thirteen went out early and came to the valley outside the city.

Sure enough, there are camellia trees growing all over the mountains.

The camellia bloomed purple and red, extremely beautiful, and it really did not disappoint Bailing and Nu Thirteen, who got up early to watch the flowers.

Some camellia flowers are dark red in color, a bit like pink peach blossoms, but the flowers are larger than peach blossoms, and the flower shape is more beautiful than peach blossoms.

The flowers are also full of blooms, even if they were bullied by the cold wind last night, but every flower is open upward, and none of them are bent down.

The lark seems to be very fond of camellia tweed.

As soon as she approached here, she couldn't help but put aside Nu Thirteen first, took lotus steps, and stepped into the camellia forest with a smile.

In the fluttering petals, she happily danced in her skirt.

At this time, the fluttering beauty and the petals of the flower complement each other.

This scene made Slave Thirteen stunned.

Camellia petals of various colors float in the air, some snow-white and some pink.

In the breeze, they sometimes embrace; Sometimes it flutters around.

Seeing Bailing smiling and dancing, Nu Thirteen couldn't help but participate.

He walked hand in hand with lark in the camellia forest. Soon the two began to frolic and sometimes chant in whispers; Sometimes they hugged each other, bowed their heads and whispered; Sometimes he laughs with his head held high.

The beautiful scene in this camellia forest touched the heartstrings of the two of them.

Their arrival also added life to the camellia grove.

At the moment, there are only them here.

Unconsciously, this pair of lovers has also become a beautiful part of this scene.

The camellia at this moment seems to be blooming specifically for them.

While enjoying the flowers, Bailing and Nu Thirteen are actually enjoying this moment, enjoying the beauty and sweetness of each other.

It is destined to be a happy and beautiful memory.

......

Bai Ling and his lover Thirteen Brothers, continued to go deep into the forest when the camellia flowers were in full bloom, and they walked into the world of flowers together, and went together to appreciate the beautiful, fairy flower fairy on the shy camellia tree.

......

The more you go into the forest, the more colorful the flowers become.

There are white and red, white and purple gold, and lotus gray.

The two curiously walked into the plump and ruddy tree full of trees, which was like a spring begonia.

There are also light yellow ones, one by one they are very fat, so that the flower branches are gradually drooping.

As long as you gently shake the branches of the tree, hundreds of petals will fall downward...... Overlapping shadows, like falling snow.

Bai Ling naughtily shook the branch, letting the petals fly and snow to drown the thirteenth brother, but he avoided it with a smile.

Slave Thirteen, who was covered with flowers and leaves, shook off the petals of his body, and went to chase Bailing with a smile.

The two of them are playing like two carefree children at the moment.

......

In the end, Bailing was still chased by Slave Thirteen. As punishment, Slave Thirteen tickles her.

Bai Ling giggled in surrender, and the laughter like silver bells echoed through the forest, like beautiful ripples in the water of a lake.

Then the two embraced each other in the woods, kissed each other for a while, and continued to walk inside.

......

The forest of camellia flowers is fragrant and gorgeous.

In the morning sun, the camellia groves spray a faint mist.

Bailing and Nu Thirteen talked and laughed, and watched slowly in the camellia forest.

They want to slow down this moment, slow it down again......

Walking on the thick petal road, walking through the hillside, turning the shade of the trees, stopping in front of the bluestone, looking up together to see the blooming camellia flowers and full of trees.

The petals in the light and shadow are really like clouds and clouds, which is extremely spectacular.

The large area of camellia flowers forms a sea of flowers and clouds, and some are clustered in clusters, dotted among the green leaves, forming a brocade group. There are also only one lone flower, forming a little red painting in the green bush.

......

In this camellia forest, there are also many trails and trails.

It seems that there are many people who come to enjoy the flowers and scenery on weekdays.

It's just that Bai Ling and Nu Thirteen came early today, so they didn't meet anyone else.

Camellias are naturally a beautiful scenery that can be enjoyed, but so are the people who enjoy camellias.

Being in the midst of camellias, even if you don't want to be a landscape, you don't consciously do the beautiful scenery in the eyes of other flower admirers.

......

Before I knew it, it was approaching noon.

However, it was overcast.

It didn't take long for a light rain to fall.

The rain was not too heavy, and when the drizzle fell into the forest, it was mostly obscured by the lush foliage, and when it fell to the ground, there were not a few drops left.

Therefore, this little drizzle did not affect Bailing's interest in playing with Slave Thirteen at all.

However, because of the sudden arrival of this light rain, this camellia forest has added a bit of beauty and refinement.

In the misty drizzle, the rain contains the meaning of vitality, fluttering and sprinkling, which makes this forest particularly ethereal.

Sure enough, the rain couldn't stop the pace of other flower watchers.

Because it didn't take long for Bailing and Nu Thirteen to be in the camellia forest not far away, on the petal path, they saw a woman holding an umbrella to enjoy the flowers.

They were all the families of the slaves in the barracks city.

Although people meet in the forest, if they are strangers to each other, they will not bother to talk.

They each immersed themselves in the sea of flowers, not disturbing each other, enjoying the rare tranquility at this moment.

......

And Nu Thirteen took Bailing's hand and walked slowly in the drizzle of the flower forest, each other's moods were like camellia flowers in the rain, surprisingly quiet and peaceful.

At this moment, the slave thirteen does not have a dream that is too far away.

He enjoyed the moment, and in such moments, let the taste of happiness and sweetness, accompanied by the rain of flowers, slide over the edge of the camellia tree and fall in the strangeness of the soul.

Camellias, both in the misty drizzle, and in the misty drizzle.

They are intertwined with each other, and when the lark and the slave thirteen are not expecting, the tranquility becomes a profound memorial.

This moment is the luckiest time for their lovers, and it is the moment when they have the purest wishes.

......

The two walked for a while, and Nu Thirteen was worried that Bailing would be tired, and she was also worried that she would catch a cold after too much rain.

So under a flower tree, I found a dry bluestone and invited the lark to sit here for a while.

......

Sitting under the flower tree and looking at the drizzly flower forest and the sea of flowers is really beautiful, and it is completely different from the scene you see when you walk.

The camellias seemed to be smiling at them.

From afar, under the cover of the sunny sky, those flowers are like the pink sun hanging between the branches of the trees, shining one after another.

Camellias are beautiful after the rain.

And the aroma that comes out, mixed with the fragrance of the soil, is even more refreshing.

The aroma of the trees permeates the entire camellia forest.

At this time, as soon as people smell this fragrance, they are intoxicated.

The two snuggled up to each other quietly, quietly looking at the flowers, closing their eyes slightly, and gently sniffing the flowers.

The flowers on the tree are really blooming.

Look at them, you don't let me, I don't let you, there are clusters, there are only one of them, it's really a thousand forms, there are no surprises.

......

Bailing and Slave Thirteen sat under the flower tree for a while, and the misty drizzle in the sky also stopped at this time.

The sun reappeared, casting warm sunshine.

So the two held hands, got up from the big bluestone under the flower tree, and continued to stroll and enjoy.

The two of them plan to play until the sun is about to go down before returning home.

......

As you continue walking, a slightly wider path appears ahead.

On both sides of the road are beautiful camellias.

But there seem to be only two colors on both sides of the road, one is bright red, and the other is a big red camellia with petals stacked on top and bottom.

Of course, these red camellias are also mixed with some other colors of flowers, and some blue ones can be seen sporadically.

But in general, there are not as many kinds of flowers on both sides of the road as in the mountains and forests.

At this time, I moved my eyes to the other side, and I saw that the other camellias, all of them were white flowers with flowers and branches, smiling sweetly.

These white camellias have been seen in the forest before, but they have not seen more on this road at this time.

Nu Thirteen walked with Bai Ling on this slightly wider road, carefully looking at it and admiring it.

But how to enjoy the flowers on such a wide road, I feel that it is not as natural and beautiful as those wild flowers in the forest.

Nu Thirteen and Bailing didn't know if there was any specific difference between the camellia flowers on both sides of the road and the camellia in the depths of the forest, but although they were like twin sisters, they were as difficult to tell apart.

However, if you look closely, you will still find that there is a difference between them.

The trunk of the camellia here is darker, brighter and thicker. It seems that the year of its growth is also a little older.

And they're not like wild ones, they're more like they've been planted here.

In fact, the camellia trees on both sides of the road were indeed planted by humans.

It is precisely because of the cultivation of these camellia flowers that there are camellia groves that have spread and grown in other places.

The camellia trees on both sides of the road here are actually the first mother plants to grow.

......

On both sides of the road, there is a fragrance for ten miles, and the camellia flowers are blooming.

In addition, the weather has completely turned clear at this time, and this scene is also quite beautiful and moving.

The red and white camellia flowers on both sides look even more delicate and lovely in the sun.

Among the leaves, the flowers up and down, like beautiful flowers and butterflies, won the applause of the spectators watching them on the road with their graceful dance steps in the breeze.

On both sides of the road, one side is red, clusters of red camellias, red like washed rouge, plus green leaves to foil, from a distance it looks like the morning glow that is happy to dew in the morning. People can't help but praise, "Oh! it's so beautiful......"

And the white on the other side, one by one, is like snowflakes fluttering, surging and rippling.

In the eyes of tourists, the two form a sharp contrast, but it has a different taste.

......

Bailing and Slave Thirteen held each other's hands and continued to walk along the road.

The beautiful camellia trees on both sides of the road are like beautiful and sweet love.

Although the flowers will eventually wither, although it is the unchangeable fate of beautiful things.

Although the beautiful and the transient go hand in hand, just like the camellia in front of you.

But the sweetness between the lark and the slave thirteen is eternal.

There is no couple in love who does not want the sweetness and happiness between themselves and their lover to be eternal.

......

After walking for a while, Nu Thirteen and Bailing, who were walking on the road, decided that it would be better to go down the road and go for a stroll in the depths of the forest.

Because the number of pedestrians on the road began to increase gradually, it affected the whispering between the two of them, and affected their sweet intimacy together.

So, Nu Thirteen and Bai Ling found their way again and walked into the camellia forest.

But, after all, this camellia grove is not the two of them alone.

The beauty of the camellia attracts too many people to come to admire, especially when the afternoon is approaching, and more and more people come to see the camellia.

The woods are far less clean than they were in the morning.

As a result, Nu Thirteen and Bai Ling no longer deliberately looked for a place where no one was.

Calm down and enjoy the scenery in this camellia grove with the occasional passer-by.

While admiring the flowers, I am also appreciating the people who enjoy the flowers.

Most of the people who come to enjoy the flowers are women. But there were also slave soldiers who accompanied their wives and children.

Those slim young girls and young women wore simple long dresses of various colors.

A breeze, blowing.

The corners of the skirt and the clothes that float in the wind are like a rain of petals, tugging at people's heartstrings.

There is also smooth, waist-length hair like a waterfall.

After the wind blew, it rained flowers, and the pale pink petals fell one after another, sliding over the hair, and when sliding over the long skirt, it seemed to merge with the long skirt, blending into the faint fragrance together, forming a beautiful dream.

But in the eyes of Slave Thirteen, the real beauty here is only one Bailing beside him.

In his eyes, there is only Bailing, the only one in his eyes, and the only one in his heart......

......

Take the lark's hand and walk in the forest,

When the wind blows, the petals of the camellia are scattered on the ground, as if a carpet of red, white, and purple is spreading, like a fairy scattering flowers, which is very beautiful.

It's like stepping into a beautiful legend, it's fascinating and unforgettable......

Bailing said that he would pick a few plants and take them home.

So Nu Thirteen stood in the wind and waited, watching her go to pick.

His shirt was gently stirred.

Bailing quickly picked some of his favorite flowers. When she finished picking, she ran over like a child to show Slave Thirteen.

Nu Thirteen smiled and lowered his head, took the camellia handed over by Bailing with his hand, closed his eyes slightly and sniffed.

Then he smiled and looked at Bai Ling, who was smiling happily, and saw that her hair was blown by the wind.

So he took her into his arms, gently smoothed her hair, and put the camellia in his hand between her hair.

Bai Ling stroked the flowers between the tips of his hair, then looked up, smiled and asked, "Is it pretty?"

Nu Thirteen smiled and nodded, and said, "It's good-looking." ”

Bai Ling smiled sweetly when he heard this, and just like that, he wore petals in his hair, danced and turned in circles, and showed his thirteenth brother.

Slave Thirteen leaned down, picked up the scattered petals, and let go.

The moment it fell, the petals flew, enveloping the dancing and clarifying the spirit in the shadow.

Her bright smile and camellia petals were reflected in Nu Thirteen's eyes and in Nu Thirteen's heart.

For a long time.

......

Towards the end of the afternoon, Nu Thirteen and Bai Ling climbed a hill in the camellia grove to rest.

The two looked down from the top of the hill and saw a sea of red flowers; It has a very enticing fragrance.

It's like a fragrant kingdom of flowers, attracting visitors who are looking for friends.

A few young girls played hide-and-seek around the flowers under the hill, and let out a laugh like silver bells, which made people feel both comfortable and happy.

......

After resting at the top of the hill, Bailing and Slave Thirteen decided to go home.

I'm tired of playing today.

Slave Thirteen is okay, with the power of his cultivation, he will not feel tired. But Bailing's body is delicate and can't tire her out.

Besides, Bailing is just resting for one day, and he will go to the Bing Catering Workshop tomorrow.

So you have to let her pay attention to rest, and she can't get tired.

......

Slave Thirteen and Bailing walked down the hill.

As they walked home, they reluctantly enjoyed the beautiful scenery here.

Walk slowly on the small stone path.

I saw red camellia growing on one side of this small stone road. Clusters of red camellias, red as fire, and then light red young leaves as a foil, from a distance, look like the morning glow with slight dew in the morning.

On the other side of the small stone path are white camellias. The white camellia is as white as a small white cloud, and there are red stamens dotted among them, as if the white silk is embedded with countless pink gems, and it is really beautiful under the backdrop of green leaves!

If you think about it, these camellia trees are really amazing.

When they are not blooming, they grow in the hazy, lonely and lonely woods, no one cares, but they spend one season after another.

Only when the flowers bloom will it attract the hustle and bustle of this place.

Perhaps, they are also unwilling to be lonely, so they will deliberately bloom so beautifully.

The purpose is just for someone to come and admire.

It's a romance that comes from flowers.

It's a bit pitiful, it's a wonderful feeling that people can't put into words.

Walking on the path, watching the clusters of flowers blooming crowdedly, the wind blows, a large number of petals dance with the wind, fluttering in the soft sunlight, the warm breeze, a romantic atmosphere is also born.

The romance of flowers was generously given to people.

Nu Thirteen suddenly felt that this camellia was very similar to a lark.

Camellia does not need others to appreciate its beauty, just to be able to quietly smell its fragrant breath, taste its thin ice cleanness, and appreciate the dream made by it.

Just want to bring it a touch of hustle and bustle in its loneliness.

And it was satisfied.

And although Bailing usually looks cheerful and happy, in fact, she has always been lonely and lonely.

Fatherless and motherless since childhood.

Bailing longs to be appreciated by others and longs to be loved by others. So, try your best to be gentle and kind.

I hope that my gentleness and kindness can attract someone who really understands her.

Fortunately, Bai Ling used her gentleness, her intellectuality, and her kindness to wait for Slave Thirteen.

......

The beauty of the lark makes Slave Thirteen pity and cherishes Slave Thirteen.

......

On the way back, the two held hands tightly and snuggled together.

It forms an enviable landscape.

Under the sun, the breeze is coming, and the petals of various colors are flying all over the sky.

The golden glow of the sunset through the petals of the flowers was gently sprinkled on their figures.

An infinitely good sunset, sprinkled on the petals. In the air, the body of this pair of lovers flashed one by one, gentle and soft, outlining this romantic and wonderful taste.

......

Nu Thirteen and Bai Ling were talking and laughing on the way home.

However, there are happy times between lovers, and there are always boring and evil people who suddenly run out to disturb.

No, when I was walking to a fork in the road to the city, in the shadow of the low rock in front of me, a few people turned out and blocked the way.

Slave Thirteen, who was laughing with Bailing, looked up at the people.

It turned out that the person who came was not other goods, it was the five old enemies.

One of them had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and there was a bit of ruffian in his expression.

He was dressed in a fine costume and had a grim smile on his face at the moment.

The collar was half-open, revealing a piece of jade hanging from his chest, and he was playing with a delicate knife in his hand.

This person is Nu Liangdong. He is a descendant of a fourth-generation slave soldier.

The person standing on the left side of Nu Liangdong was a guy with a big forehead and small eyes.

He was standing there lazily at this time, holding a cricket jar in his hand, teasing it from time to time.

This man's name was Nu Chengsheng, and he was a descendant of the third generation of slaves.

Standing to the right of the slave Liang Dong is a person who looks like a white and pure son.

Not only was he white-looking, but the clothes he wore were also spotless white.

Although the appearance is white, the clothes are also clean and exquisite. But there is always a touch of indifference in his eyebrows and eyes.

This person's name is Nu Lingtai, and he is a descendant of the third generation of slave soldiers.

Standing in front of the right side of the slave Liang Dong was a tall and thin young man with figure-eight eyebrows.

There always seemed to be a touch of lazy and lazy contempt in his expression.

Despise anyone, despise anything.

This person's name is Nugu Feng.

And near the left front of Nu Liangdong, there stood a short and fat guy, he was a small white and fat man.

There was always a smile on his face, and he looked harmless to humans and animals, and at this time, he looked at Slave Thirteen and Bailing with a smile.

This guy's name is Nu Yifeng, and he is a descendant of the second generation of slave soldiers.