The beautiful woman said the day before yesterday that Xiao Qinglian would come to buy breakfast for Zhou Fan early in the morning, rain or shine, so she got up early early just to see Xiao Qinglian's face and see what kind of woman could make the beautiful woman praise her.
This sight made her so sad that she went upstairs to catch up on her sleep after breakfast, lying on the hot pit and tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Pictures of their beautiful time together, with flowers in front of flowers and moonlight under the moon, flashed in her mind.
The more she thought about it, the more unwilling she became, so Xiaobai grabbed the quilt and kept twisting it. Because of her anger, the little cinnabar between her eyebrows became more beautiful and charming, making her eyebrows more picturesque and delicate, like a peerless red rose.
In the breeze, Qing Wuqing got up for breakfast. The beautiful woman said that Xiao Bai woke up early in the morning and went back to her room to rest. The two of them raised their eyebrows. The little queen was used to going to court and always got up early, so there was nothing unexpected for them.
It's just that Xiaobai didn't come out until noon, so they were a little surprised. Didn't she come to see the Prime Minister? What were she doing sleeping in the inn?
They thought about it for a while, and when they were about to go in, Xiaobai opened the door. It was cold in southern Xinjiang, and she was hungry.
Qingfeng was ruthless and speechless. Qingfeng asked the beautiful woman to try her best to cook the best meal she could. The beautiful woman was also a wonderful person. The table was very rich, with authentic southern Xinjiang flavor.
Xiaobai felt a little better after being sour all morning, and ordered Qingfeng to give the beautiful woman a little more silver reward.
It was a great time to eat.
In the afternoon, there was a strong wind and heavy snowfall. Xiaobai wanted to go out to enjoy plum blossoms, but the breeze and ruthless followed closely behind. Plum groves are a major feature of southern Xinjiang. In addition to large tracts of plum groves, there are many plum groves planted in every household and even on the roadside.
Plum tree.
Some plum trees, Qingfeng said, are hundreds of years old, very thick and have a sense of history.
This is a large plum forest. There are not many people admiring the plum trees. They are scattered here and there. It can be said to be deserted. First of all, plum trees have become the most common scenery in southern Xinjiang. The locals have long been accustomed to it. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, they have seen it too many times.
After watching it for a long time, they will get tired of it. Secondly, the weather is too cold, so they prefer to stay at home and warm themselves up by the fire.
The plum blossoms bloom alone in the cold weather, standing proudly on the branches, with fragrance floating in the pavilions. There are white plums and red plums, and snowflakes are dancing all over the sky. There are also bits of snowflakes accumulated on the branches. The cold plums and the white snow are competing for the fragrance. It is really beautiful.
Especially when the wind is strong and the plum blossoms are flying in the sky with snowflakes, the falling plum blossoms are even more colorful.
This flower blooms extremely beautifully and is indeed a scene in southern Xinjiang.
But does this flower bloom lonely?
She prefers peach blossoms to plum blossoms, because there are large peach trees in Fengjiabao. During the spring breeze in March, peach blossoms are flying all over the sky, and the whole Fengcheng is filled with the fragrance of peach blossoms.
Dad said, peach blossom is the loneliest flower.
What about plum blossoms?
Doesn’t it feel lonely when you drive?
Zhou Fan likes plum blossoms very much. He loves plum blossoms with pride and tenacity. People like him are also like a cold plum tree in winter, which is extremely fragrant.
Xiaobai's impetuous heart gradually calmed down in the plum blossoms in the sky.
Stretching out her hand, a plum blossom petal fell on her palm. Xiaobai chuckled. If she didn't even believe Zhou Fan, then she would never be sad again in her life.
"Xiaobai, if you don't go to the Government Affairs Office to see Zhou Fan, why are you here?" Qingfeng was really curious.
Xiaobai chuckled and said lightly: "Don't you have time? What does it have to do with appreciating plum blossoms? A trip to southern Xinjiang is not easy. If you haven't seen the wonders of the plum grove, how can you say you have been to southern Xinjiang?"
Ruthless, Qingfeng looked at each other, said nothing, and quietly accompanied her to enjoy the flourishing plum blossoms in the cold wind.
They thought that what Xiaobai wanted most was for Zhou Fan to be by her side at this moment. Her eyes revealed her desire, but she refused to cross that line.
Xiaobai walked in the plum forest for a while and said with a smile: "Qingqing, go and take care of it. We will leave southern Xinjiang tonight."
"Didn't you say tomorrow?" Qing Ru raised his eyebrows in doubt. His unique face, against the background of plum blossoms, was even more breathtakingly beautiful. There was a kind of arrogant beauty that could not be blasphemed.
"I changed my mind." Xiaobai said calmly.
Qingfeng nodded and left Wuqing first, following orders to take care of everything and leave Southern Xinjiang tonight. Although they didn't know why she changed her mind, Xiaobai had always done things in a measured way, and they didn't try to guess her thoughts.
"The plum blossoms bloom best here, right?" Xiaobai asked.
Qingfeng responded, "Yes, I heard that many people come here to collect flower petals to make wine. The plum blossom wine in southern Xinjiang is very famous."
"It tastes really good. Next time we will ask the King of Southern Xinjiang to pay tribute." Xiaobai joked, Qingfeng also laughed, and suddenly heard an exclamation, Qingfeng's ears tipped, and the two walked forward for a while along the wind and snow.
A woman fell down, and plum blossoms were scattered all over the small flower basket next to her.
Xiaobai asked Qingfeng to go over and help. It didn't matter, it turned out to be Xiao Qinglian.
"Miss Feng, we meet again." Xiao Qinglian was helped by Qingfeng to stand up, bowed Yingying, and thanked Xiaobai, "Thank you, Miss Feng."
Xiao Bai's expression was like water, and his dark eyes could not see any emotion. However, he was slightly stunned by Qingfeng, "Xiao Bai, do you know this girl?"
"I met Miss Xiao Qinglian from Wangfu this morning." Xiaobai said, then smiled and said, "Miss Xiao, it's just a small effort, no need to say thank you, why are you here to collect plum blossoms in such a cold weather?"
"I met Miss Xiao Qinglian from Wangfu this morning." Xiaobai said, then smiled and said, "Miss Xiao, it's just a small effort, no need to say thank you, why are you here to collect plum blossoms in such a cold weather?"
She thought, she was really hypocritical. When she first found out it was her, she subconsciously thought that if she had known it, she would have left and left her freezing in the snow. In the blink of an eye, she turned out to be hypocritical. After being an emperor for a long time,
She almost thought she was being sincere.
Love rival, she can't help but feel fond of him.
Xiao Qinglian chuckled. She was as beautiful as jade and her face was as red as plum blossoms. "The prince likes plum blossom stuffing. The plum blossoms here are fresh. You can even make plum blossom stuffing when you go back."
Qingfeng raised her eyebrows and looked at Xiaobai with interest. It turns out that she got up early in the morning to meet her love rival. Haha, Queen Xiaobai, you are such a novice. Do you also have such a day when you are not confident?
However, this Xiao girl is indeed graceful, a peerless lotus, as beautiful as a flower, and has a good temperament. She is one of the best beauties in a hundred.
She should have a sense of crisis, as she should.
Moreover, he followed Xiaobai's eyes and looked at the plum blossoms scattered on the ground. This girl was so considerate to Zhou Fan, which was rare. Seeing Xiaobai lowering her eyes to look at the plum blossoms on the ground, he secretly thought that she must be sour.
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I'm really sorry. I have to submit hundreds of millions of publishing manuscripts at the end of the month. I have a plot that I can't connect with now, and it's a holiday. Please give me some time. I'm sorry, Xiaoxiao.
