Cloud painting

Chapter 262
"Yun Hua." Bing Xinyue's eyes lit up, and she walked forward with a smile.

Murong Que and An Qian turned their heads at the same time.

Feng Yunhua smiled and nodded as she walked over, her white lotus-leaf dress slightly dragging the floor, it was so beautiful.

"Xinyue, you're here." Feng Yunhua smiled.

An Qian also turned around and walked over, and said to Feng Yunhua, "The blood sacrifice ceremony will be held on the altar ten days later, and my aunt will notify you then."

Feng Yunhua nodded and remained silent.

An Qian turned to look at Murong Que, and said, "Let's go."

Murong Que twitched his lips: "I don't want it anymore..." He also wanted to get closer to Cousin Hua and increase his relationship.

An Qian seemed to see through his thoughts, so she said, "Then I'll go by myself." After finishing speaking, she turned and left.

"Qianqian..." Murong Que was also reluctant to part with Cousin Qian.

Seeing this, Bing Xinyue smiled: "Princess Qianqian, now that the Dark Minister's family is gone, I think it should be nothing serious. There are a lot of flowers blooming in the imperial garden, why don't we go and watch the flowers?"

An Qian turned around and looked at Bing Xinyue expressionlessly, what's so good about flowers?

"Qianqian, let's just take a look." Murong Que begged.

An Qian thought for a while and said, "Okay."

Murong Que almost wanted to clap his hands and applaud, cousins ​​and cousins ​​should be more united, and their relationship should be enhanced!

……

The Muhe Pond in Xiafengyuan, and the Brocade Pond are full of flowers.

A group of people with a dragon and a phoenix, with extraordinary appearance.

Bing Xinyue saw such a beautiful scenery, ran to the side of the lotus pond, and looked at the lotus in the pond.

An Qian was bored and found a shady place to sit down.

"What?" An Qian jumped up as soon as she sat down.

The eyes of several people were attracted.

Feng Yunhua walked in and took a look. It was a tall and towering giant tree. The branches of the tree were as thick as ten children could hold in their arms. Behind the branches were a pair of blood-stained hands.

An Qian's eyes were full of vigilance, and he made a defensive posture.

Feng Yunhua was startled, those hands... She quickly walked behind the branch, and what caught her eyes was a woman in a soldier's uniform, her hair was scattered, and her almond eyes blinked at Feng Yunhua .

Next to her, there was a dead soldier, and those blood-stained hands belonged to the dead soldier.

"At the end of the month, you scared me to death." Feng Yunhua twitched her lips.

Yue Mo stood up abruptly, brushed the dust off his body, "Miss, according to your order, I joined the army of Anchen's family, and the army of Anchen's family was defeated, so I took advantage of the chaos and fled to the palace."

An Qian and the others came over.

An Qian frowned: "You killed him?"

Yue Mo nodded: "He is a soldier of the Anchen family, and he always follows me."

"It's fine." Feng Yunhua felt more at ease.

"Come here." Murong Que said loudly, and immediately a maid came, Murong Que ordered: "Take this girl to change clothes."

The maid saluted and left with Yue Mo.

"Throw this corpse into a mass grave." An Qian also exchanged for a maid.

Bing Xinyue twitched her lips: "It was really a false alarm, let's continue enjoying the flowers."

Feng Yunhua was a little lacking in interest. After being so frightened just now, he lost interest.

Murong Que shook his head with a smile, his eyes suddenly stopped on a group of flowers - this flower...

"What kind of flower is this?" Murong Que walked over and plucked a small light yellow petal.

Delicate goose-yellow petals, thorny branches, tangy fragrance, clusters of blooming, beautiful, decorating the garden with tenderness.

(End of this chapter)