Cloud painting

Chapter 268
Before night fell, the cold air spread in the Wangyou Valley, and the sky, stars falling together, sparkled dazzlingly.The crooked moon, set off by the stars, is white and bright, dazzling and dazzling, possessing the brilliance that has attracted much attention.

To the north, Xuan Ye embraced Feng Yunhua, sitting on the grass, and the two of them cuddled together.

The cool wind blew slowly, blowing away Feng Yunhua's hair. There was only a blue headband, and the black hair decorated with a blue hairpin poured down like this.

Beilin Xuanye suddenly turned his head, and Feng Yunhua's hair brushed lightly on his face like a jade startled heavenly man, with a faint lingering fragrance.

The fireflies are flying in the grass at this moment, and the little by little brilliance is scattered in the air, which is incomparably wonderful.The brilliance of the fireflies illuminated the pure land of Wangyou Valley, illuminating the astonishing faces of the two of them.

"Should we do something on such a beautiful day?" Feng Yunhua looked at Beilin Xuanye with a sideways smile, his eyes were slyly shining.

"Okay, let's sing." Beilin Xuanye pursed his lips, he actually wanted to hear her sing "The Immortal in the Painting" again.

"What are you singing?" Feng Yunhua was secretly distressed, she couldn't sing very well.

"The fairy in the painting." Beilin Xuanye said, he still misses it very much.

"Okay." Feng Yunhua smiled easily, she would do this.

"How can I not bear to see that beautiful and perfect face, the raindrops fell and wet the entire eaves, and you are standing on my left when you are wet..."

Feng Yunhua began to sing a cappella, his crisp voice drifting in the wind.

Just like the one sung in Yuexi Palace that year, it is tactful, pleasant and intoxicating.

Beilin Xuanye listened to this piece very carefully.

Both the singer and the listener are paying attention.

"Brush and ink are sprinkled on rice paper and inkstone, depicting the endless thoughts of you. If we can still meet each other on a rainy day, can we invite the fairy in the painting to enjoy the flowers and the full moon..."

At the end of the song, Feng Yunhua pursed her lips and smiled, staring at her phoenix eyes, and asked, "How is it?"

"It's very nice to hear." Beilin Xuanye smiled lightly, wearing a brilliance as white as jade, as if all the beautiful scenery was overwhelmed by him.

At that moment, she thought, if time stops forever, she just quietly enjoys this moment of tranquility, doesn't think about other trivial things, doesn't think about the mystery of her life experience, doesn't think about deep hatred, that's it, How nice it would be to be quiet.

Feng Yunhua supported her head with one hand, looked at him with blurred eyes, and a faint smile on her mouth.The man in front of her is the one she loves. He is quiet and estranged, silent and reticent. Sometimes he cheats, but he doesn't have a dark belly. He is as gentle and elegant in his heart as he is on the outside. He has a high level of self-cultivation and quality. Some are not good at words, but he silently cares about her all the time, in his own way.

Also, his other identity, Ye, the Xuanzun who was uploaded by the mainland as a miraculous and extremely distant Xuanzun.When a mask is worn, it is another person.Sometimes Feng Yunhua has an illusion that the same person seems to be not the same person, but they are the same person.However, there is nothing wrong with it, whether it is Beilin Xuanye or Ye, they all love her to the bone.

Feng Yunhua smiled lightly. At that time, when she knew that Xuanye was in the north, she was really angry. Thinking about it now, her emotions at that time were really a little childish.

"What do you see me doing?" Beilin Xuanye asked, is there anything on his face?

(End of this chapter)