The Soul Returns: The Peerless Imperial Daughter Begins to Abuse the Scumbag

Chapter 811 Leng Yue, what do you want to say?

Mu Xin shook his head gently: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

After that, the two continued to walk side by side, their pace becoming neither fast nor slow.

Before they knew it, they arrived at a quiet garden outside the city.

The garden is full of colorful flowers blooming and emitting charming fragrance.

As the breeze blows, the petals fall like snow, like a dreamy rain of flowers, making the entire garden look like a dream.

Colorful butterflies dance among the flowers.

Their light figures shuttle among the flowers, sometimes resting on the stamens, greedily sucking nectar, and sometimes chasing and playing with each other, adding a bit of agility and liveliness to this quiet garden.

In the center of the garden, there is a pavilion with a stone table and stone benches in it.

Mu Xin walked into the garden, as if infected by the tranquil atmosphere, and her pace gradually slowed down.

She reached out and caught a falling petal, laying it gently in her palm.

She gently stroked the petals, feeling its delicate touch, and finally a smile appeared on her face.

Then, she tilted her head back slightly, closed her eyes, and felt the gentle breeze caressing her face.

She took a deep breath, letting the intoxicating fragrance of the flowers penetrate her heart and lungs, making her feel relaxed and happy, temporarily forgetting her worries.

Leng Yue followed Mu Xin quietly, his eyes always on her profile.

Seeing the smile on Mu Xin's face, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes, a side of him that he rarely showed in his daily life.

He whispered, “The flowers here are so beautiful.”

Mu Xin nodded and responded softly: "Yes, I haven't seen such a beautiful scenery for a long time."

Then she slowly walked into the pavilion and sat on the stone bench.

Her eyes looked into the distance, but her thoughts involuntarily drifted back to her previous conversation with Leng Yue.

Leng Yue also followed him into the pavilion and sat down next to Mu Xin.

He looked at Mu Xin's thoughtful expression and felt a pang of pain in his heart.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.

"Axin..." Leng Yue hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke again, with a hint of unprecedented tenderness in his voice, "I... I know what I said before made you sad, I'm sorry."

Mu Xin was slightly startled and turned to look at Leng Yue.

When she saw the guilt and sincerity in Leng Yue's eyes, the grievance in her heart instantly dissipated a lot.

She forced a bright smile: "Leng Yue, I'm fine, I didn't take these words to heart, you don't have to say sorry to me."

Her voice was clear and lively, but it was faintly bitter, hiding the emotions in her eyes in the blink of an eye.

Leng Yue felt a pang of pain in his heart. He stretched out his hand, wanting to hold Mu Xin's hand, but stopped in mid-air.

He lowered his head slightly, thought for a moment and then said: "Ah Xin, actually... Actually it's not that I don't care about you, it's just..."

His voice trembled slightly and there was a hint of struggle on his face.

Mu Xin stared at Leng Yue closely, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

"Just what? Leng Yue, what do you want to say?"

There was a hint of urgency in her voice, as if she was waiting for an answer, an answer that could solve the mystery in her heart.

"I……"

Leng Yue had just opened his mouth when suddenly, a gentle breeze blew by, carrying a faint scent of flowers.

Mu Xin's hair was gently lifted by the breeze, as if responding to this sudden tenderness.

At this moment, a colorful butterfly flew out from the flowers.

The butterfly's wings were a gradient of blue and purple, with golden lines inlaid on the edges, as if they had been coated with a thin layer of gold foil by the sun.

Its body is slender and elegant, and its tentacles tremble slightly, as if sensing the surrounding air.

The butterfly fluttered lightly in the air and finally slowly landed in Mu Xin's hair.

Mu Xin was slightly startled, and felt a slight touch on his head, and couldn't help holding his breath.

She didn't dare move, for fear of disturbing the sudden little creature.

She looked up slightly, trying to catch a glimpse of the butterfly from the corner of her eye.

Leng Yue was also attracted by this scene. The words he was about to say came to an abrupt halt, and his eyes followed the butterfly closely.

"It... is so beautiful." Mu Xin's voice was almost inaudible, as if afraid of disturbing the tranquility.

Leng Yue's gaze shifted away from the butterfly and fell on Mu Xin's face.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and there was a light in her eyes that he had never seen before, as if she was infected by the beauty of the butterfly.

His heartbeat quickened involuntarily and his throat tightened.

"Yes, it's beautiful." Leng Yue responded in a low voice, with a hint of hoarseness in his voice.

His eyes moved between Mu Xin and Butterfly, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.

The butterfly didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave, it stayed in Mu Xin's hair for a moment.

The wings flapped gently, shedding a few rays of light, which were like tiny stars, slowly falling.

Leng Yue stretched out his right hand, moved closer to the butterfly, and tried to help Mu Xin take it off gently.

As his slender fingers gradually approached the butterfly, they inadvertently touched Mu Xin's silky hair.

In an instant, an indescribable feeling spread throughout the body through the fingertips.

The soft hair was like silk, sliding across his fingertips and making his heart move slightly.

Mu Xin's face turned slightly red, "Leng Yue..."

Leng Yue was also a little embarrassed, his ears turned slightly red, like the sunset in the sky.

He hurriedly explained: "Ah Xin, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it."

Their eyes met, and at that moment, time seemed to freeze.

Everything around them became quiet and slow, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

They just stared at each other quietly, neither of them looking away.

There was a hint of extremely complex emotions in their eyes.

There was surprise, shyness, confusion, and a hint of indescribable emotion.

After a long while, Leng Yue finally couldn't help but break the silence.

He opened his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something important: "Axin, actually I..."

However, just as he was about to tell the truth, a clear and cheerful voice suddenly came.

"Yue'er, look, it's so beautiful here!"

The voice was as sweet as a silver bell, full of surprise and admiration, and once again abruptly interrupted Leng Yue's words.

Mu Xin and Leng Yue were both startled, and both looked in the direction of the voice.

Not far away, a young girl in a light pink dress was waving her arms excitedly.

Her face was filled with a bright smile, her eyes and eyebrows were curved, as if the whole world was brightened by her smile.

"Yes, this garden is beautiful, colorful, and the flowers smell wonderful." Another woman in a light green dress responded softly.

Her voice was as gentle as water, and her eyes lingered among the flowers, full of appreciation and intoxication.

In her hand she held a round fan embroidered with delicate patterns.

Gently shaking it, the butterflies embroidered on the fan seem to come alive, contrasting beautifully with the butterflies in the garden.