CHAPTER XXIII

At last the valley arrived, and before them appeared a rolling mountain, overgrown with naturally growing forests, this seemingly roadless, mysterious forest, as old as time, as young as spring, and in the minds of the people, the dwelling of the most terrible ghosts, they thought that this huge forest was an incredible mystery, and at its feet they seemed so small, like a frightened group of little animals!

What kind of primeval forest is this from a closer look! Tree after tree, vine climbing vine, almost making it difficult for people to get into it. Some are handsome and straight, some are curved and colorful, some are so thick that three or four people can't hug each other, and some are slender and delicate, just blooming new shoots.

Quietly moving along the secret path, several powerful guards cut through the thorns that stood in the way with their broadswords, and after walking for about two hours, a faint light came out, and finally arrived.

A large meadow came into view, the grass on the ground was new green, the tender grass was sticking out of its tiny leaves, the buds of snowballs and redcurrants, and the sticky branches of the birch were swollen with sap, and an adventurous bee was buzzing around the golden flowers of the willow branches.

Walking along the stone path in the middle of the meadow, after about half an hour, the field of vision suddenly opens up, and the hidden sea of flowers is shy and exposed, which is the season of thousands of purples and flowers: red, white, pink, fragrant and fluffy clover flowers, arrogant longevity chrysanthemums, milky white, golden stamens, rich "love or not love" flowers, sweet yellow mustard flowers, slim, tulip-shaped, lilac and white bell flowers, creeping pea flowers, yellow, red, The delicate pink, lavender, plantain flowers, the slightly reddish hairs and the slightly pleasantly scented plantain flowers, the cornflower that glows towards the sun in youth and turns blue and red in the twilight of the evening, and the delicate, slightly shaken, withering dodder flower......

In the distance, an isolated open courtyard was clustered in this beautiful landscape, and around the courtyard, a cluster of colorful flowers of various kinds wafted in the wind, and in the midst of it was a branch full of light yellow ears of gorse scattered its light pollen in the wind, it was a burst of golden pollen, it was sweet as honey and sowed fragrant seeds into the air like a perfume merchant scattering powder on his customers.

"It's so beautiful" Yan'er couldn't help blurting out, and the little princess on the side also opened her arms happily, breathing in the fresh fragrance of flowers and air.

**Nan smiled and didn't speak, she silently led the way in front, and after a while, the entourage and the little princess and others stood in the courtyard.

The little princess happily ran into the inner hall, there was no one in the inner hall, only a little earth dog, barking at her, she stroked the puppy happily with her little hand, and said softly: "Xiaohua, I came to see you, don't you remember me?

Xiaohua still barked at her, seeing that she stayed in the inner hall and refused to leave, and made a gesture to bite her, the little princess was scared and threw the puppy out, **Nan stepped into the door, just saw it, and hurriedly picked up the puppy, carefully checked the puppy, and touched the bones, and saw that there was no big problem, and put the puppy gently on the ground.

The man rushed to the princess and shouted angrily, "You are ruthless, mad, vicious, inhumane, and outrageous. ”

The little princess was frightened by the heavy accusations of the cannonballs, and turned to her senses, looking at the cowering puppy, she raised her head and clenched her fists with shame in her eyes and said, "It's me who is wrong, can you forgive me?"