Chapter 1321

Turn around to look at the banner handwriting, the familiar male voice in the brain slowly overlaps with Feng xueyang's face, and the man who speaks is mu Qiu. Walk to the edge of the pool and send a handful of water to the entrance. The warm water flows into the bottom of my heart, dispelling the cold all over my body, and the fragrance overflows my heart. As expected, it is already in the middle of winter. How can there be lotus flowers blooming so vigorously, and the purple flowers are not owned by ordinary lotus. It must be the legendary four seasons lotus. It is said that the flower seeds of the four seasons are extremely precious, and they can survive only after being raised by Lingxue. If the aura is not enough, the flowers will not bloom, and the seeds will not grow. However, there is a tacit understanding between the grown flower and the flower owner. As long as the flower owner is around, no matter what the environment is at that time, he will be in full bloom. But if the flower owner has an accident or is far away, no matter how others water and raise it, it will never blossom. It will wither gradually with the decline of the flower owner, and eventually die with the owner.

Caressing the tender lotus petals, mingyuejun thinks that just now the water is warm and comfortable, and there is a strange fragrance in the water, like plum, like orchid, like lotus, like chrysanthemum, like jasmine, like osmanthus, like rose, like peony... It seems to blend in the fragrance of thousands of flowers. The fragrance of thousands of flowers should be very difficult to melt together, even if it is melted in one place, it will only make people uncomfortable. But the fragrance is different. It's fresh and elegant in the rich fragrance, noble and alienated in the sweet and greasy warmth. Yu Xiang has been lingering around her heart for a long time. It's like a naughty girl playing hide and seek. When you're about to catch her, she's gone away with a smile. When your heart is itching, I don't know when the girl has grown up, elegant and graceful, But more than a respectful heavy, only dare to distant view, dare not play.

Who is the owner of the four seasons lotus in this pool? Whose blood has such aura that this square acre, which is neither equipped with earthworm nor introduced into the hot spring pool, can still be hot on a snowy night in the middle of winter? Who's blood can have such aura to dye a pool of water that should be tasteless and fragrant? And whose blood can have such aura, raise a pool of purple lotus, graceful swaying, more enchanting than the demon, more refined than the immortal? Will it be Muqiu? But why does this kind of aura make people feel the unique charm of women? Can't it be mu Qiu, that... Can it be the woman speaking in her mind? Who is she? Why do you call your Highness "Your Highness"? What is her relationship with the third highness? Why does her conversation with Mu Qiu appear in her mind?

Shaking his head, mingyuejun stands upright and walks in. The gate is connected with the courtyard by a white jade path. It is still surrounded by pool water. When he comes to the middle of the jade steps, a white jade Pavilion is set up with a silver bell hanging on the eaves. Where the wind blows, the bell and the lavender gauze dance together. It seems that someone is bowing his head to play the Qin. The sound of the Qin is clear and beautiful, like a pearl rolling down the jade steps. Step slowly, suddenly the player stops the music by pressing the string, raises his head and says with a smile, "come and have a try!"

The voice is low and elegant. Mingyuejun looks at the man's eyes with a smile. His black hair and white clothes are scattered in the wind, like flowing clouds, like the pure moon, elegant and brilliant. Mang blankly walked to the man, the man gave up half of the position to sit down, raised the hand of mingyuejun and gently put it on the string, gently encouraged mingyuejun to try.