The Life of Locking the Heavy Building is Absurd

Xue Qingmu knelt in front of Han Jing for two full hours, but Han Jing didn't look at him, he just stared at the servants who were busy cutting trees, and only opened his mouth when another peach tree fell.There is no doubt, no blame, more like talking to himself: "Zixiao likes peach blossoms, and I like them too. This lake is called Manhua Lake, because when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, the water is the reflection of the peach blossoms, and the surface of the water It's pink petals."

Xue Qingmu didn't dare to answer, he was always confident in his own feelings.From the first time he met Prince Jin, he felt that the prince was not as gentle as he appeared on the surface, and the collision last night was bound to bring him trouble.

The people sitting on the stone benches began to have numb legs, but the kneeling man didn't move, and he sighed secretly: "It's really 'lumber'!" Rubbing his frozen hands, Han Jing turned his gaze away again. Returning to the rows of peach trees that were about to be cut down, I stated the facts in a normal tone: "This spring is colder than in previous years, and so far there is not even a single flower bud. Although it was a new plant last year, it has already grown by this time." There are flowers."

There was an inexplicable pause, Han Jing rolled his eyes at Xue Qingmu, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and then he opened his mouth in an extremely vicious tone, threatening or provocative: "Unfortunately, they will never bloom again."

Xue Qingmu is a rough man and didn't think too much about it for a while, but he was still sweating because of Han Jing's tone and aggressive aura. He licked his lips and boldly said: "I don't know why, Mr. Wan insisted on it last night. I want to see the peach blossoms..."

"Just kidding!" Han Jing turned his face to the side and turned all his attention to Xue Qingmu: "Why can't I see any peach blossoms?"

Han Jing's eyes were like nails piercing Xue Qingmu's body. Fortunately, he was not too panicked, but his brows were frowned even tighter, showing a look of pain: "I persuade Mr. Wan, But he wouldn't listen... I have no choice but to bring a blanket to accompany him."

"What are you doing with a blanket?" Han Jing pulled back the corner of his mouth and interrupted with a smile: "You will be warm if you hold it."

Xue Qingmu's complexion changed, and he quickly waved his hands and said: "No! Your lord, please don't misunderstand! Mr. Wan was in a bad mood yesterday. I talked a lot. I just want to comfort you! My lord! Mr. Wan is not that kind of person..."

Knowing that Xue Qingmu is not a liar, but hearing this, Han Jing still couldn't help feeling disgusted, and frowned: "Then what did he say?"

Xue Qingmu scratched his head, and tried to think for a moment: "Does the lord know about Mr. Wan's birthday? He probably misses Master Wan Jin when he was alive!"

Han Jing looked at Xue Qingmu condescendingly, his expression was a little startled, he paused for a moment, waved his hand to signal the man kneeling beside him to step back, complex thoughts were uncontrollably aroused, and a strange guilt gradually took over, "He birthday?"

Having been together for nearly ten years, Han Jingcai suddenly realized that Wan Zixiao and Qi Yuanshan were in the same year, and even the number of days was almost the same.Qi Yuanshan's birthday is not Wan Zixiao's?Han Jing was a little uneasy, he tightened his outer shirt and asked the maid beside him, "Is that blood jade still there?"

The maid Xiaocui said cautiously: "Go back to the prince, the jade was broken in two."

"Two halves?" Han Jing clicked his lips with some regret, and thought for a while: "Have someone take the pattern of the jade to my study."

Hearing familiar footsteps, Wan Zixiao closed her eyes and turned to the inside of the bed, leaving only the back of the visitor.

Han Jing sat down on the bed with a smile, looked at the slightly trembling eyelashes, and deepened his smile. He put the blood jade accessory in the shape of a peach blossom on the pillow, leaned into his ear and said, "He will plant peach trees all over the palace. When it blooms, it will be the 'House of Immortals'."

Wan Zixiao glanced at the blood jade on the pillow from the corner of her eye, pushed it aside with her hands, and responded with a sneer: "The people living in the 'Shenxianju' are naturally saints and fairies like Xiao Shanzi, I'm afraid they won't tolerate lowly people like me. page boy."

More or less because of guilt, Han Jing didn't mind Wan Zixiao's contradicting, and said with a rare good-tempered smile: "You are the 'Shen Xianju', otherwise, what's the point of being deserted."

Wan Zixiao turned over and looked directly at Han Jing, narrowed her long and narrow eyes slightly, and laughed at herself: "It's just a plaything, and it's only worthy of adding some fun to the master."

Han Jing didn't get further entangled with Wan Zixiao. He gently rubbed the corners of his eyes with his thumb, and sighed softly for a long time: "You always refuse to tell me, but I can't figure out your thoughts. Zixiao, I want you to tell me what you like and what you don't."

As if she couldn't stand the tenderness, Wan Zixiao simply closed her eyes and ignored it.

Han Jing pulled up the slipped quilt and said to himself with a smile:

"I listened to a piece of music a few days ago. The light and crisp lyrics are very pleasing. Fortunately, I wrote down the words. How about reading it to you now?

The spring breeze is warm and the peach blossoms are full of each other day and night

Leaning over to ask what I want to be among the drunken flowers tonight

A lifetime of peace can be forgotten, still laughing, life and death are up to the sky

When you are tired, love is strong and you are young

Embracing the qin music with the flowers falling and sleeping with the old friend

Hu Guanglin's old dreams come true, Jiangshan talks and laughs"

In all fairness, Han Jing can indeed be regarded as the wishful husband of a Huaichun girl who dreams day and night. He is handsome and personable, and his sweet words from time to time, especially the gentleness he shows inadvertently, are enough to sink an infatuation.

But it was just wishful thinking, Wan Zixiao smiled bitterly: "Since you are thinking of someone else, why bother to coax me with these words. You are acting, I can see it."

After hearing this, Han Jing's full of affection dissipated immediately, but his heart was at a loss, with a smile on his lips, and he stopped in the air to pat Wan Zixiao's hand, and held it up awkwardly for a long time before slowly retracting: "Then you Rest early!"

Baguio Mountain is far away from the northern boundary of the Yan Dynasty. The peak is covered with snow all the year round. Although the residents below the mountain have hunted and cut firewood for a living, their range of activities is always limited to the forests below the mountainside. Anyone who crosses the boundary will be punished by everyone. Blame it, as for the place near the peak, no one dares to approach it.It’s not about how steep the mountain is, nor how cold the peak is, but because everyone believes in a legend—the Qiankun Cave on the top of Baguio Mountain, and there is a fairy sleep in the Qiankun Cave.

In the twelfth lunar month of the 28th year of Xuanzheng, there were several snowfalls in succession. The New Year was approaching, and every household was preparing for the New Year. At this time, a team from the capital was quietly approaching Baguio Mountain.

The noon sun finally got a little enthusiastic, the hard ice skates beside the rocks began to drip water, and the white snow kept shaking off the tops of the green pine trees. silence.

Yuan Zun Shangxian jumped off from Tengjia's crutches, looked back at the Qiankun Cave, put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, pressed them gently between his eyebrows, and found the menacing "hunters" still coming through the overlapping forests. After struggling on the mountainside, I breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as the Shangxian family entered the Qiankun Cave, they saw a snow-white deer sleeping soundly with eyes closed, and a faint white fairy energy lingered around it.

Yuan Zun squatted down and tapped the ground with his crutches: "Bai Yuan fairy boy, Bai Yuan fairy boy, wake up!"

"Well—you are..." Opening his eyes in a daze, Bailu, who was kneeling on the ground, jumped up alertly, stepped back in a hurry, and remembered who the old Taoist opposite was: "Yuan Zun Shangxian ! Xiaoxian is dormant, it's rude, please go to Xian's house and don't blame him."

Yuan Zun stood up on his crutches, quickly shook his head and said, "It's not strange, it's because I want to ask for something for bothering you this time!"

"Shangxian's family, but it's okay to say!" Bai Lu bowed his head submissively, completely free from the irritability and dissatisfaction of being disturbed, and his humble and polite posture made Yuan Zun, who had an excellent face quality, a little hot.

Anyway, it’s enough to bother, and it’s hypocritical to say polite words, Yuan Zun is very open about asking others for help: "Now some people go to Biyao Mountain to catch white deer, and they wronged Bai Yuan fairy boy to go with them in real body."

Bai Yuan nodded, then raised his head and blinked his big eyes and asked, "What's wrong with you, it's just that Xiaoxian doesn't understand why."

It's not a glorious achievement, Yuan Zun really doesn't want to say more, but now he has something to ask for, so he can only laugh and say: "It's a long story, Bai Yuan fairy boy only needs to lure Xuanzheng Emperor alone while hunting in Qiongshan Go to the quiet path, turn around three times on the spot, then look up to the sky and cry."

It is said that Xiantong is already a hundred years old, but what is gratifying is that Bai Yuan still retains the spirit of breaking the casserole and asking the end: "What does this mean?"

Yuan Zun shook his head pretending to be mysterious, and said with a smile: "The so-called secret is that the time has not yet come, and you will know when the time comes. I ask Brother Bai Yuan not to forget."

Bai Yuan walked out of the Qiankun Cave with Yuan Zun, and immediately went under the pine tree on the edge of the cliff: "Please rest assured at Shangxian's house, Xiaoxian will remember."