The concubine is so charming

Chapter 79 It's over, it's a feeling of heartbeat

The layout of Yiying in the Ning Mansion is very simple, but a separate small courtyard was built. Small rockery and flowing water were built in the small courtyard, and all kinds of precious orchids were planted everywhere.

Su Yao looked at the Suhe Guanding planted on the top of the rockery. The flowers were in bud and not yet fully bloomed, but they were already graceful.

The leaves are like the hair of a strong man rushing to the crown, and the flowers have the face of a fairy and a bigu.

Chu Feiyan stopped in his tracks, his plain white sleeves were blown by the wind, causing a slight wave of sickness.

Seeing that Chu Feiyan was silent, Su Yao stepped forward briskly, raised his eyes and smiled: "Master Xiang, do you like orchids?"

Chu Feiyan turned his head slightly, his black hair was hanging behind him, and the breeze was blowing, and it turned out to be three points more moving than the Suhe crown on the top of the artificial mountain.

For some reason, Su Yao's mind flashed four characters: People are more beautiful than flowers!
"It's just an orchid." Chu Feiyan raised his hand and gently pinched an orchid leaf. His slender fingers were white, and the emerald green of the leaf was ready to drip.

Su Yao couldn't help being stunned for a while, and suddenly came back to her senses after a long while, and heard the chaotic heartbeat in her chest. This kind of reaction made her heart sink suddenly. Sudden cardiac arrhythmia?
Thinking of this, Su Yao couldn't help opening his eyes slightly, and looked at Chu Feiyan in front of him more carefully.

The body is like green bamboo, the black hair is like ink, the eyes under the handsome eyebrows are picturesque, the light color of the eyes is like the misty rain of mountains and rivers, shrouded in a ray of light, as if it is clear to the bottom, and it seems to contain thousands of sky...

Seeing this, Su Yao felt her heart beat faster, and she didn't need to look at other things anymore, she had already confirmed her intention.

In the previous life, her fans and babies were worried about her lifelong event, and they played her in the circle all day long, even the little fresh meat who had just grown up. She had a meal with others, and those Babies can make up [-] words of love, hate, and hatred, and by the way, they even worry about what the child will look like in the future and what their name will be...

But how could they expect that the person who can make their heart beat is not in the entertainment industry, or even in modern times, but in this Da'an Dynasty that has never appeared in history!

Su Yao tried his best to suppress the strangeness in his heart, and straightened his chest without any trace, making his figure more graceful: "Everyone says that Lanhua is a modest gentleman, and many literati and poets like to write poems to praise, in my opinion, it's nothing more than that." It's just an ordinary flower, but Xiangye's heart is really extraordinary."

Chu Feiyan's eyes moved slightly, and he took another step to sit down in the small pavilion not far ahead.

Su Yao hurriedly followed, sat at the table and looked at Chu Feiyan's eyebrows with a smile. Drinking tea? I have nothing to do in the palace these days, but I have studied some tea making techniques."

Chu Feiyan set his eyes on Su Yao's gauze-wrapped arm: "Can you make tea now?"

"If Master Xiang wants to drink, then there's no problem. If it's someone else, he definitely can't." Su Yao's attitude was very straightforward, without embarrassment at all.

Chu Feiyan glanced at Su Yao's smiling eyes. For some reason, he suddenly felt that the lake of his heart, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to be brushed by a feather, and there was a slight ripple. He asked in a rare voice: "Do you like it?" What?"

Su Yao's eyebrows and eyes curved: "Flowers of plants and trees on land and water are very lovely. In the past, Du Qian always loved chrysanthemums alone. Since the Northern Chu, the world has loved peonies very much. I love lotuses that come out of mud without being stained, and are washed with clean ripples. It is not demonic, straight in the middle and straight in the outside, not spreading or branching, the fragrance is far away and clear, the pavilion is clean and planted, it can be seen from a distance but not played with."

As she spoke, she stared intently at Chu Feiyan in front of her, as if he was that white lotus with a far-reaching fragrance.

"Out of the silt but not stained, clean the ripples without being demonic..."

As Chu Feiyan said, there was a slight smile on his face, but there was a deep sense of ridicule in his heart. He was born in mud, but he had never been washed. It can even be said that until now, he is still stuck in that mud. Among them, they may never see the sun!

Su Yao is extremely sensitive to people's emotions. Chu Feiyan's tone was already very flat, but she still sensed something was wrong: "I don't remember where I heard this poem, but I don't know. I love chrysanthemums, but I don’t like peonies, and I have no interest in lotus flowers, but I think roses are the most suitable for me!”

"Why?" Rose?
"Because the roses bloom beautifully!" Su Yao propped his cheek with one hand, his sleeves drooped slightly, revealing his white jade wrists: "The brocade in spring is blown away, and the natural Qiongyao sunshine blooms. Although such thick and colorful flowers are often People call it gaudy, but in my opinion, it is wanton and fragrant, and no flower can compare to it."

"Rose, your preference is unique..."

"What about you, Mr. Xiang, what do you like?"

"No particular preferences."

"Living in the world, there must always be something you like, whether it is a person or a thing, if you like it in your heart, you will have joy, and life will be considered hopeful. Otherwise, you also like roses, how beautiful are you?"

Chu Feiyan raised his eyes, Su Yao, who was dressed in red, reflected in his pupils, which added a bit of color to those cold eyes. After looking at each other for a while, he took the lead to open his eyes and stood up: "It's getting late, Mr. Ning Ge We should finish talking with Mr. Mu, let's go back."

"Don't worry, Qing Chen said that there are still some gifts for Mr. Ning Ge, and he probably hasn't finished talking until now, Mr. Xiang will accompany me to enjoy the scenery again?"

In the past, Su Yao would never have dared to be so bold, but now Mu Qingchen recognizes Mr. Ning Ge as a teacher, and he and Chu Feiyan are also considered brothers. It's good sense, even if she offends a little, Chu Feiyan will definitely not do anything to her.

On the other side, Mu Qingchen stood beside Elder Ning Ge, and presented the clothes that Su Yao had prepared for him: "Teacher, this is a gift prepared for you by my disciple alone. Please don't hold it against me, Teacher."

An old man next to Mr. Ning Ge asked: "At the teacher's apprenticeship ceremony before, you have prepared six ceremonies and also sent the copied article as a gift. Why are you giving clothes now?"

Mu Qingchen first bowed to the old man to salute, and then replied respectfully: "My sister said that the six rituals and the article are for outsiders to read, and they pay attention to such a process, but this dress is something I, as a disciple, want to pay attention to." My teacher's wish, although I didn't do it myself, but I helped prepare the embroidery thread and cut the fabric, which contains my respect for the teacher."

The old man said again: "Since this is also your wish, wouldn't it be better to just give it to your teacher in front of outsiders to show your filial piety?"

Mu Qingchen blinked her eyes in confusion: "Should I be in front of others for such a trivial matter? I will often send clothes to the teacher in the future, and help take care of the teacher's daily life. If everything is announced, it will inevitably How can I be worthy of the teacher's desire to cultivate me if I suspect that I am fighting for my name?"

The smile on old Ning Ge's face was even stronger, and he took the shirt with his own hands, and after unfolding it, he gestured to his body: "Not bad, it fits well at first glance, there is no need to rush back to the palace today, we will leave after dinner in the residence .”

(End of this chapter)