Jiang Nv is indescribable

Chapter 392
The north wind was strong overnight, and the next day, the world was covered with silver makeup. Unknown birds flew over the courtyard without leaving any traces.

When the wind and snow stopped for a while, Hu Changheng took Jiang Fosang's hand and went to the mountains to search for plums.

"Be careful." The mountain path had been cleaned beforehand, but it was still slippery, so Hu Changheng asked her to walk on the inside and kept an eye on her feet from time to time.

Afraid that she would be cold, I always asked if she was cold every once in a while.

Jiang Fosang wore a mink fur cloak, a hood, and a circle of thick and dense wind hair on the brim, occasionally showing a thin plum-colored skirt while walking.

"It couldn't be more tightly wrapped, how can it be cold?" Beautiful eyes looked forward, full of interest.

Hu Changheng felt relieved and led her to continue walking into the mountains.

"Hey, the sun has come out!" Nan Quan on the back pointed to the sky.

Tao Rang next to him clapped his hands and said with a smile: "The heavens are beautiful, knowing that our seventh son and young lady are coming to enjoy the plum blossoms, how can we be so gloomy."

Jiang Fosang and Hu Changheng also looked at each other and smiled.

After the snow, the sky cleared up, and the sunlight was still a little thin at first, and then slowly filled up.The blue sky was reflected bluer and bluer, and the mountains and trees were all covered with a thick layer of silvery white, so white that it dazzled the eyes.

Overlooking the distance, thousands of miles of ice, the continuous mountains are like a world made of jade, the vast forest and the rime are like wearing gauze that was once transparent, and the beauty is not like the world.

A group of people walked along the man-made stone steps and felt the magnificence of the winter mountain scenery. After a while, they felt hot, and Jiang Fosang raised his hand and pushed down his hood.

There is no harm in going out for a walk. I am already sick. I always stay in the mountain courtyard these days, and I tend to think wildly, and I can't think of a clue.

After only coming out for a while, I felt that the gloom in my heart was washed away, and my eyebrows and eyes were all crooked.

Seeing her bright smile, Hu Changheng forgot all his troubles, and only wanted her to be like this every day.

Hearing that she was slightly out of breath, "Don't go too hastily, your head still hurts? Do you want to stop and have a rest?"

Hearing this, Nan Quan turned around and beckoned, and the accompanying Fu Wei was about to step forward with a simple beard.

"No need." The oppressive feeling was gone, and Jiang Fosang felt very clear today.Not only is my mind clear, but I also feel as light as a swallow.

It happened that there was a gust of wind, and she shook the hand she was holding with Hu Changheng, and said with a smile: "Master, please take care of the concubine, so that the concubine will not take the wind and fly away."

Hu Changheng smiled, and subconsciously tightened the hand holding her, "Okay."

Originally, I came here to search for plum blossoms. Who would have thought that there would be spectacular scenery along the way, and I would stop and watch for a while, and when I arrived at the plum forest, it was already high in the sky.

There is an open land facing the sun, thousands of trees are cold and colorless, only the red plums that show off Ling Han's beauty, stretching as far as the eye can see, like the only brilliance in the vast world.

These plum trees don't know their age, they were born in the wild, no one pruned them, and they grew freely. Over the years, the roots are thick and the branches are knotted, which is very simple and simple.

Shuttle through the forest, the pleasant fragrance lingers on the nose, looking up, the cinnabar-colored petals are blooming on the branches, and the crystal snow is gently accumulated on the petals and stems, so pure and pure.

Red plums are not as deserted as white plums, they are delicate and gorgeous, like a shy lover, hiding beautiful thoughts, all kinds of touching.

Jiang Fosang looked at Hongmei, then shifted his eyes to the man with long eyebrows and beautiful eyes, who was calm and elegant, and just smiled without saying a word.

Sure enough, after a while, I saw the familiar blush rising.

Hu Changheng avoided looking at it, reached out and picked one off, lightly brushed off the fine icicles, turned around, and put it on her temples.

The slanted hairpin on the cloud temples, the red plum and snowy face, I was dumbfounded for a while.

Jiang Fosang tilted his head, his eyes sparkled, and asked him, "Concubine Hua Qiang looks strong?"

Hu Changheng blushed slightly, lowered his eyes for a moment, then raised them again: "Flowers are beautiful, people are more beautiful."

The two looked at each other affectionately, one was shy and the other was smiling.Nan Quan and Tao Rang at the back spontaneously stopped, one looked up at the sky, and the other kicked the snow with their heads down.

The scenery was appreciated, and Mei was also found. It was not early and I was a little tired, so I planned to go back home.

With Nan Quan's help, Tao Rang picked some budding branches and cut them off, "It's inconvenient for Young Madam to come out, so I take some back and put them in a plum vase, so I can read them whenever I want."

Jiang Fusang felt that it would look good only if it opened wildly, but Tao Rang had already cut a lot, and it was indeed impossible for her to come every day, so she didn't stop her.

Hu Changheng saw a well-bloomed branch, walked over and broke it off, intending to hand it to her.

Jiang Fosang smiled, and was about to reach out to pick it up, but suddenly froze.

This scene seems somewhat familiar.

Looking up, in a trance, the red trees turned into layers of snow.

In the twilight of the moon shadow, You Daoxuan's figure raised his hand and folded a branch, and casually handed it to her, "It's all broken."

Close your eyes and shake it, then open it again, where is the white, where is the moon shadow?No one spoke.

"Liu Niang?" Seeing that her expression was wrong, Hu Changheng asked, "But what's wrong?"

"No." Jiang Fosang denied.

After taking the flower branch, it turned unconsciously.

The petals on the branches are still bright red, but slowly, the bright red turns into a fiery red, and the dots converge into a huge flower, which is overlapping and gorgeous like blood.

It was so compressed that it seemed to still carry someone's body temperature.

"Zhu Jin..." Jiang Fusang murmured, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

"Liu Niang?" Hu Changheng's heart tightened, and he took a step forward.

Jiang Fosang raised his head blankly and met his eyes.

These eyes are like blue waves, clear and moist, without any aggressiveness, only worry about her.

But why, another pair of eyes appeared in her mind, wanton and arrogant, fiery and magnanimous...

who is it?Is it Hu Changheng from before?
It seems to be different.

Before Jiang Fosang could figure it out, his eyes suddenly changed.

Become fierce, ruthless, full of malice, staring at her coldly and ferociously: "If you die, I will hold your memorial tablet to pay homage..."

The fiery red flowers seemed to be really on fire and became hot.

Hu Changheng saw the plum branch fall to the ground, and saw her looking at him in horror. Every time he took a step forward, she backed up, "No, no, don't come over..."

Although Hu Changheng was worried, he had to stop and lower his voice, "Liu Niang, it's me—"

Jiang Fosang only saw his lips moving, but couldn't hear what he said clearly.

Hu Changheng slowly stretched out his hand, trying to pull her over.

There was a sudden burst of warmth on his face, and the fishy smell made people sick, and when he looked at him again, there was a slant of red on his face, which was very terrifying...

Jiang Fosang shivered, turned around and ran back, as if there was a scourge behind him.

Before he could take two steps, his eyes suddenly went dark, a burst of dizziness hit him, and he fell backwards top-heavy.

"Liu Niang!" Hu Changheng hurried forward to catch her.

Jiang Fosang fell into his arms, supported his head, he was still conscious, he could hear the anxious calling, but he didn't have the strength to respond, his whole body was light.

Slowly opened his eyes, found that the sky was still spinning, and closed them again.

Hu Changheng held her hand, anxiously, "Liu Niang, tell me, what's wrong with you?"

"...so dizzy." My head was so dizzy.

There were spasms in the stomach, and Hu Changheng was pushed away suddenly, his head turned to one side, and he vomited out with a wow.

The rosy complexion that had been raised for many days was finally whiter than the snow in an instant, and she curled up in his arms, trembling from fear or cold.

Hu Changheng didn't dare to delay any longer, picked her up and walked back.

Nan Quan and Tao Rang ran over to take over, but Hu Changheng didn't let go, and his voice was rare and sharp: "Quickly ask the medical officer to wait in the inner courtyard!"

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