The prince is sick: it is too enchanting to marry the princess

Chapter 391

Hanshan Temple will be surrounded by patches of plum blossoms in winter, and the plum blossoms planted in the temple are rare cinnabar plums, which are as red as the setting sun weeping blood. It is even more special to enjoy plum blossoms in such a snowy weather. .

Nan Gongyan is an old acquaintance with the abbot of Hanshan Temple. He used to come to the temple to play chess with him whenever he had time.

"The benefactor hasn't set foot in this Hanshan Temple for a long time." Mu Kong brushed his gray beard and looked at the person in front of him with a smile.

Nan Gongyan nodded: "The last time I saw the abbot was probably a year ago."

Although Mu Kong is getting older, his voice is still as loud as a bell: "It seems that the benefactor has changed a lot in the past year."

"Does the abbot think I've changed?" Nan Gongyan picked up the teacup and took a sip, "The Xuelan tea must taste the way the abbot brews himself."

Mukong smiled very kindly: "The changes in the eyes of outsiders are not as good as the changes in your heart."

Because what others see is only the appearance, and only you can understand the subtle changes in your heart.

"According to the old monk, the hostility on the donor has faded a lot compared to a year ago. It seems that the person who can influence you is the girl who came with you."

Nangong Yan paused, and after a while he replied: "Her name is Axue, she is my wife."

"No wonder." He nodded unconsciously.

"Abbot, I won't play chess with you today."

With a clear look, he said: "You go, she should be in the Huxin Pavilion. The young couple's brief separation is like three autumns, I can understand."

Nan Gongyan was stunned for a moment, his expression was a little strange: "Abbot?"

He smiled heartily: "The benefactor doesn't need to look at me with such surprised eyes, after all, I have experienced it before."

Hearing this, Nan Gongyan's expression became even more surprised. Speaking of which, the abbot had a relationship in the past.

"No one is born a monk. I was once young and frivolous, but time is not forgiving. Go, young man."

Only if you have picked it up before, you are qualified to say let it go.

Mukong propped himself up, and walked towards the meditation room tremblingly: "I have to recite the scriptures. Now the Buddha is the fate of the old monk, and you should cherish your fate as a benefactor. Whether it is good or bad, it belongs to you after all."

Nan Gongyan seemed to be enlightened, with a smile on his lips: "Thank you abbot for your guidance."

Lake Heart Pavilion.

The heavy snow had already covered the entire Hanshan Temple in a vast expanse of whiteness. Ji Qingxue was wearing a fox fur, warming wine by the stove, and her eyes lightly fell on the plum blossom forest opposite.

It snowed heavily for several days, and the snow on the plum trees was covered layer by layer, and some trees were already bent over.

There is a thin layer of ice on the surface of the lake, and if you look closely, you can still see the fish swimming underneath.

The snow stopped slowly, and Ji Qingxue stared at the plum blossoms in a daze, not feeling the cold at all.

Nan Gongyan stood not far away and took a panoramic view of this beautiful scenery. From a distance, it looked like a painting carefully drawn by a painter, which was exquisite.

That beautiful figure came into view, as if she was born to belong to the elf in the snow, so agile and elegant.

Carrying a whole body of cold plum blossom fragrance, it lightly falls on the tip of my heart.

After a while, Nan Gongyan still walked slowly towards the Huxin Pavilion, leaving a long string of footprints behind him.

Ji Qingxue turned her head abruptly when she heard footsteps, she chuckled lightly: "This place is beautiful."

Nangongyan nodded seriously, but in my eyes, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is not as beautiful as you.

Ji Qingxue stood up and said mischievously to Nan Gongyan: "It's going to snow tonight, can you have a drink?"

Nangong Yan smiled: "Axue has already warmed up this wine for me, can I still say no?"

So the two sat in the lake pavilion and slowly enjoyed the quiet moment.

Thousands of birds and all-rounders.

The surroundings were completely silent, Ji Qingxue closed her eyes, and could even clearly hear her and Nan Gongyan's breathing.

Ji Qingxue couldn't drink alcohol, so Nan Gongyan held her hand and breathed lightly after drinking a few cups.

"Your hands are always so cold." Nan Gongyan's hands were very generous and warm.

Ji Qingxue couldn't help but said: "Did you know that there is a saying in the market that people whose hands and feet are always cold all year round are unloved and unloved."

"Nonsense." Nan Gongyan raised his eyes to look into her bright eyes, "Who said you are loved by no one, don't you have me here?"

Ji Qingxue bowed her head, her eyes filled with emotion.

"The plum blossoms over there are so beautiful." Ji Qingxue's eyes were filled with red plum blossoms.

Nan Gongyan looked over there, then at the people around him, and then hooked his long arm, and Ji Qingxue bumped into his arms unexpectedly.

Ji Qingxue looked up: "What are you doing?"

Nangongyan smiled coldly, but that smile made Ji Qingxue feel very warm: "Of course I took you to enjoy the plum blossoms."

Nan Gongyan hugged Ji Qingxue and jumped on the railing. The two of them skimmed across the frozen lake in such a light manner, and then landed firmly in the red plum forest.

Ji Qingxue was in the sea of ​​flowers, as happy as a child.

Nangongyan's eyes were also full of smiles, if Ah Xue was happy, she would be happy too.

Nan Gongyan picked a big tree, and then repeated the old trick, hugging Ji Qingxue and flying on him.

As soon as the two of them stood on the thick branches, the snow on the tree fell down. Nan Gongyan wiped off the water stains left by the snow on the branches with his own robe before letting Ji Qingxue sit down .

Now they really became elves growing on trees.

"This is called appreciating flowers." Nan Gongyan had a smug look in his eyes.

Ji Qingxue kept grabbing his hands excitedly, Nan Gongyan pursed her lips and smiled, and pressed the man on her shoulder, so that she could also keep warm for her.

"Is it cold?" Nan Gongyan asked.

Ji Qingxue shook her head lightly: "It's not cold."

Not only is it not cold, but I feel a warm current flowing through my whole body, warming from head to toe.

Seeing that she likes her so much, Nan Gongyan said: "I will plant such a plum blossom forest for you in front of our house in the future, too?"

Ji Qingxue looked into his eyes: "Our home?"

Nangongyan reached out and tapped her nose: "You forgot, I said that we will go to Qingqu City after the matter here is settled. If you don't like living in Qingqu City, we can buy a piece of land and build a There is only the two of us in this house, and no outsiders will bother us anymore."

That's what Nangongyan originally planned. He's tired of it, so now he just wants to stay away from these disputes and live a quiet life with Ji Qingxue.

Ji Qingxue nodded: "Okay."

Nan Gongyan's joking voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "But Axue, what if the two of us end up begging poorly?"

Ji Qingxue said: "Don't be afraid, I know medicine. When the time comes, you will be in charge of being beautiful, and I will be in charge of earning money to support the family."

Nan Gongyan had a slight smile on his face: "I will have to trouble my wife to take care of her in the future."

Ji Qingxue patted him on the shoulder proudly: "Don't worry, I can't lose you if you hang out with my sister."

(End of this chapter)