This Plum Garden is the forbidden area of Mingyue Sect, but Jiang Shuiyue placed her in this Plum Garden. She couldn't explain how she felt in her heart.
She just felt that the more he treated her so well and valued her so much, the heavier she felt in her heart.
Snow is still falling outside the window.
The plum branches were covered with a thick layer.
The earth is all white and really beautiful...
Such a holy color makes people intoxicated.
In fact, in the past, it would have been her most dreamed thing to be able to stay in a place like this, with her favorite snow and the proudly standing plum blossoms in full bloom.
The tranquil garden can help her thoughts settle.
But now, she can't fall in love with this place.
I have never understood what love is, and I didn’t really understand it until this moment.
It turns out that where he is, there is happiness...
I wonder how Xuanyuan Leng is doing now?
He knew that she had left, and she must have been very angry. He was afraid that the people around him would suffer. Thinking about his unreasonable anger and cold and violent appearance, for some reason, thinking about it at this time, he actually felt
It's actually not scary...
On the contrary, there is a very cordial feeling.
That's him, a man who looks cold and ruthless but is actually warm inside.
I always thought that if he hurt her like that, she would never have a good impression of him, but people are always such emotional things.
After understanding him, she discovered that forgiveness was so easy to do.
There was a gentle knock on the door. Luoxue walked over and opened the door. She saw Jiang Shuiyue's personal boy Jiannu standing at the door holding a bowl of porridge.
She smiled and said kindly: "Sword slave, come in."
Quefeng Jiannu's face was expressionless. He looked at her with hostility in his eyes and did not accept her kindness: "Young Master asked me to bring you something to eat."
After saying that, he handed it to Luoxue.
As soon as Luo Xuefang took it, he turned around and left without saying anything.
Seeing the indignant look on his face, she suddenly laughed a little. He seemed to have a big misunderstanding about this sword slave.
And this misunderstanding is probably related to Jiang Shuiyue.
He is a loyal child.
After sighing, she still hurt Jiang Shuiyue.
This was the last thing she wanted to do.
"Wait a minute." Luo Xueqing said.
He turned around and asked with complete reluctance: "Is there anything else?"
"Where is your young master?" Luoxue asked.
The sword slave looked at her and said angrily: "Young master is painting in the plum forest." After saying that, he turned around and left, extremely reluctant to say another word to Luoxue.
Luoxue brought the porridge back to the house, and when she ate it, she felt that the porridge tasted very similar to the porridge that Jiang Shuiyue cooked for her in the afternoon hot spring.
They all have a faint herbal smell, but they have a sweet taste and are not as bitter and difficult to enter the throat as other medicinal foods.
It's just that her health has healed, so why does he still prepare medicinal meals for her?
She was curious, but didn't think much about it, because everything Jiang Shuiyue did was for her own good.
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After breakfast, she headed towards the depths of Merlin.
This plum forest is very big. I didn't realize it yesterday. But today, when I walked in, I felt like I couldn't see the bottom of the depths. I walked for a long time, but I haven't reached the end yet.
I wanted to find him by myself, but it seemed that I couldn't, so I called softly: "Shui Yue... where are you? Shui Yue... where are you?"
Jiang Shuiyue was drawing a plum blossom carefully when he suddenly heard a voice calling him.
That sound was the sound he wanted to hear the most. It was so clear and crisp, as sweet as the spring water in the valley.
Is she looking for him?
I couldn't hide the joy in my heart. I listened carefully and heard her direction. Without any delay, I flew in her direction.
The long snow-white clothes were fluttering in the wind. He flew in the air, tapped the plum blossoms with his toes, and appeared in front of Luo Xue like a fairy with the snowflakes accompanying him.
There was a faint smile on his face, as gentle as spring, giving people a comfortable feeling.
The white clothes seemed to blend into the white snow.
Luoxue sighs, and the water shines, no matter when, it will always be so unstained by dust, like an immortal.
He stood still in front of her and asked softly: "Are you looking for me?"
Luoxue nodded: "Well, it's always boring to be alone. I heard that you were painting, so I wanted to come and take a look."
"I'll take you there," Jiang Shuiyue said.
Luoxue nodded.
He gently took her hand, led her to touch the plum branches, and went in the direction of painting.
The wind blew, and a dark fragrance surrounded the tip of her nose. Shui Yue couldn't help but take a sip. This fragrance was not the fragrance of plums, but the faint fragrance of jasmine in her hair.
It has a light and soft fragrance, just like her.
He couldn't help himself.
Plum blossoms were blooming under his feet, white snow was flying around him, and in his hand, he held the woman he loved.
How he wished that he could stay like this forever, walking with her not just on plum branches, but on three rivers and five mountains, traveling around the world.
Unfortunately, this can only be his idea.
At least, at this moment, it is absolutely impossible.
After a while, I came to the place where he was painting.
With reluctance, I gently let go of Luoxue.
Luoxue just felt a little embarrassed and wanted to withdraw her hand, but she still didn't.
He just brought her here without any intention. Maybe she thought too much.
After landing on the ground, Jiang Shuiyue let go of her hand, and she walked towards the drawing paper. She looked at the half-flowered plum blossom in the middle, but its charm was already revealed.
That kind of cold pride is clearly reflected on the paper.
He sighed with admiration: "No wonder everyone says that Jiang Shuiyue, the master of the Moon Gate, has first-class painting skills. He can paint dragons flying and fish swimming. If so, this painting is only half of the painting, but it has already covered the plum tree.
The charm of it is drawn out.”
My snow-white hands gently crossed the drawing paper, and I felt so much love in my heart...
Jiang Shuiyue looked at her loving expression and said with a smile: "If you like it, I'll give this painting to you once it's finished." In fact, what he wanted to say more than anything was that he was willing to paint paintings for her for the rest of his life, as long as she liked it.
However, he never said such direct words.
I didn't want to, it scared her and embarrassed her.
"Do you mean what you say?" Luoxue smiled, full of joy, and her tone was relaxed. Even if she had to stay by his side from now on, she didn't want to think that they would always have a lot of concern.
It would be better to be more relaxed.
"Of course, as long as you like it!" Jiang Shuiyue smiled warmly.
Then he walked towards the drawing paper, held it slightly with his slender hands, and outlined each petal of the plum blossom. This was the first gift he gave her. He wanted to draw with his heart.
He wants to give her the best.
After everything was finished, he said to Luoxue, his face full of mystery: "Have a look, are you satisfied?"
"It seems like something is missing?" Luoxue has been looking at his painting, but what she doesn't understand is that every plum blossom he draws is just a flower shape without the color of the petals. It seems that something is always missing.