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Chapter 1029 Big Rendering (3)

Daxuan, wrapped in silver frost.

Suyue Hall.

The charcoal fire in the room is very strong, warm and comfortable.

"Smoke!"

A figure dressed in bright yellow strode in. The robe was embroidered with the pattern of dragons rising from the sea. Under the turbulent golden waves at the corner of the robe, the sleeves were blown high by the wind.

The man's long black hair was tied up, and he wore a crown on his head, tied with a bright yellow crown cord. The middle end of the crown was inlaid with gems, and thin bead chain tassels hung down on both sides.

"Your Majesty." The servants in the hall knelt down and saluted repeatedly.

King Daxuan didn't have time to talk to them, and went straight into the inner hall.

"Smoke."

The woman's long black hair was untied and loose behind her back, smooth and flowing like fine silk satin.

Under the delicate leaf eyebrows is a pair of stunning and magnificent eyes, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, adding to the seductive style.

The vermilion lips were pursed lightly, and her skin was fairer than snow, as if exuding a silvery white light.

She put down the needle and thread in her hand, and softly called out to him: "Your Majesty."

Then there was a cough, "Cough cough."

"Smoke!!"

Before King Daxuan spoke to her, Yunyan covered her mouth with a handkerchief. After coughing, a thick bloody smell filled her throat.

The veil was removed, and a bright red hurt his eyes.

The blooming wintersweet in his hand fell to the ground.

In an instant, his whole body was tense like a stone, and his heart sank into a bottomless pit.

King Daxuan squatted in front of her, he was at a loss as to where to put his hands, he was afraid that she would break if he touched her.

He panicked, his voice trembling: "Yan'er..."

Yun Yan shook her head at him and touched his face lovingly: "Your Majesty, I am fine with you."

"The concubine's health is already much better, so you don't have to worry."

She smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms in the air, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but deepen. This gentle woman seemed to be in her twenties, with beautiful eyebrows.

She has a delicate complexion and bright eyes.

There is a beautiful person, as graceful as Qingyang.Yanzi smiled cleverly and was kind-hearted.

"Your Majesty, are they the plum blossoms in the Yueyueyuan?"

Did it finally open this year?

Yunyan's eyes were moved, and she couldn't help but think of Xuanyue, the little princess who was still holding her mother's queen with her face up in her memory. She was so small, she had grown into a big girl and married.

And the man in front of her still looked the same as before, but he became more and more calm and attractive, which made her care more and more.

King Daxuan picked up the plum blossoms on the ground, put them gently in her palm, and then held her hand.

Two women in his life.

One is a wife.

One is a daughter.

Daxuan's voice was deep and sweet, and it rang in Yunyan's ears full of tenderness.

"The plum blossoms in the Moon and Moon Courtyard are blooming..."

Yun Yan's eyes turned red instantly, and her eyes were blurred by water mist. She grabbed his arm with force: "Your Majesty, I want to take a look..."

……

Wisps of westerly winds are rippling, and the early winter morning fog diffuses a thick chill.

A night of ice and frost, ice crystals protrude from the branches of plum blossoms, as clear as a jade girl standing.In the biting cold wind, against the snowflakes flying all over the sky, the petals are white and rosy, the petals are smooth and transparent, like carved amber, with a cold and pure elegance.

The red plum blooms in severe cold.

A slender figure stood under a tall plum tree.

The man was only fourteen or fifteen years old, with black and soft blue hair, a clean breath, a slightly thin and slender figure, and a very thin waist. His face fully reflected the special beauty of this age, and the whole face was the most attractive. The most attractive are his eyes, a pair of pupils that seem to be covered with veils.

(End of this chapter)