The Ups and Downs of the Cold Palace: After Abandoning the Country

Chapter 84

Elegant and ethereal, these are the first two words that come to Muli's mind. The faint sound of the piano hits the eardrums. Gradually, Muli's restless heart begins to become calm and peaceful, as if there is a magical power that can make him feel calm. Feeling at ease, I walked all the way along the sound of the piano, and a simple wooden and thatched house was located under a large expanse of fallen flowers.

Shocked, this is another word that Mu Li thought of. He only saw the pink petals of falling flowers in the white snow, flying down from the falling flowers at a slow speed, staying in the air, forming a state of falling flowers, It never seems to land.

With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Muli slowly closed his eyes, raised his head, and opened his arms. As the falling flower petals began to rotate in accordance with the rhythm of the piano, the delicate embroidered shoes bent slightly and gradually stepped on the land. The sun shines on that alluring face, the beauty is arrogant, the beauty is domineering, but it has a taste of indifference and tranquility, and the falling flowers gather around her, which makes people astonished for a moment, as if in a dream, as if It will take off at any time.

The woman was wearing a light blue plain brocade gown, two pear blossom-like white flowers bloomed at the hem of the trousers, and there was a serene gradual smile on her peerless face. With the ethereal sound of the piano, she gently rotated her delicate and proud body, and the sound of the piano matched her footsteps, ups and downs...

Their cooperation is so tacit, they don't use language, they have never met each other, but they are connected with each other at this moment.

A fading line of sight fixed on her body, her eyelashes trembling like butterfly feathers, and she slowly opened her eyes, the eyes as bright as Muli's glass were tightly attracted by the man in front of her.

The man is dressed in white and has black hair. The clothes and hair are flowing and flowing, untied or tied, and fluttering slightly, as if a god has descended into the world.

There is a faint luster on his skin, and a thousand kinds of glazed lights flash in his water-green eyes. His appearance is picturesque, so beautiful that he doesn't look like a real person at all. This kind of demeanor has surpassed everything at all. human beauty.

He just wore a white robe casually, thinking that even a god would never be more beautiful than him.This kind of transcendent man and woman, transcending the beauty of the world, can no longer be described in words.

(End of this chapter)