Back to the Snow

Chapter 176 Winter Festival 1
A piece of fiery red plum is blooming wantonly.

The big petals try their best to show their graceful demeanor, and even the stamens are particularly fragrant.

When I got closer, I vaguely found that there were pink flowers among them, which bloomed gracefully and gently like a lady in this strong and fiery red.

In addition, just after the first snowfall, the entire imperial garden was wrapped into a silver world.

And the red that appeared in an instant, like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, is extraordinarily colorful and eye-catching.

According to the report of Hua Qianhong, the principal of Silin Garden, a group of cold plums were newly transplanted in the moat around the city and in the center of the imperial garden.

But at this time, it is the season when competitions are competing for beauty.

Coupled with the first snow that just fell, it is even more like stepping on the snow to find plum blossoms.

Therefore, the Jade Emperor decreed to start on the day of the winter festival to enjoy the winter plums together.

A group of concubines and concubines walked in a hurry along with that bright yellow dragon robe.

Behind him is a group of ministers and their families, accompanying them.

Among the crowd, they couldn't help but sigh in admiration: "This plum is really beautiful!"

"Coupled with this snow, it shows her arrogance even more!"

"It's really the emperor's grace, which can make us feast our eyes so much!"

……

The cold air is pressing, and the cold fragrance bursts out, which is really a wonderful match.

Among the last crowd, that touch of light blue walked leisurely.

Beside him is that touch of whiteness.

Long Jue looked back inadvertently, and saw the two men talking with a low smile, as if neither of them could get involved.

Feeling uneasy for a while, she turned her phoenix eyes and said, "Is Luo Xi in the Xi Painting Studio?"

The manager next to him hastily shouted: "Lord Xihuazhailuo!"

"Lord Xihuazhailuo!" Someone sent a message.

The light blue figure stepped forward through the crowd, bowed and bowed: "Luo Xi pays homage to the emperor! I don't know what is the order from the Holy One?"

Flicking his long sleeves, Long Jue pointed to the large red plums and said, "It's really rare to have such a beautiful scene of red plums and white snow on the day of the Winter Festival. Master Luo is the best painter in my court, so if we want to make our today's All the grand occasions are preserved."

Leave them all?

A trace of strangeness flashed through his mind, but he still respectfully accepted the order.

A warm voice replied: "Yes. I obey."

(End of this chapter)