Kashyapa Temple is worthy of being called the first Buddhist temple. The scenery in the temple is many high-rise mansions and courtyards, and the rich and noble mansions may not be able to match it. Because it hides the deepest love and tenderness of an emperor for a woman.
Mu Jieyu stood in the middle of the small stone bridge, looking across the enchanting peach blossom forest, and saw the faint figure deep in the peach forest with colorful branches and leaves. Although it was so far away, it was just a distant figure.
Mu Jieyu also felt that the person sitting there should not be a mortal.
The lights were brightly lit at the corner of the eaves, and the breeze blew up the thick peach blossom petals lying on the ground. It blew up the intoxicating fragrance. Stepping on the soft petals, walking around the diagonal flower branches, smelling the growing fragrance of the flowers.
.Mu Jieyu thought about the figure approaching step by step.
The moonlight fell mistily like mist. It spread lightly on a face that could only be described as gorgeous. His eyelids were slightly lowered, and his long and dense eyelashes were like butterflies spreading their wings, covering his eyes.
The red and glossy thin lips were gently placed on the jade flute lying on the edge of the lips, and the slender white fingers beat dexterously and rhythmically. The skin, which was slightly fairer than that of ordinary men, was even more translucent under the moonlight.
He just sat quietly on the wooden wheelchair, with his wide sleeves flying and his ink hair fluttering lightly. Mu Jieyu thought of a sentence: The moon is falling softly in the Lihua Courtyard, and the catkins and pond are gentle in the breeze.
This is a man who looks as gentle as a moonlight but is actually cold. He is as noble and noble as a flowing cloud.
Beauty is like a flower in the clouds. It turns out that it can also be described as a man!
"Girl, did you enjoy watching it?" After the song ended, the man raised his head and looked at Mu Jieyu, who was still immersed in the lingering sound and had unknowingly walked within ten steps of the man.
The most tender look!
What kind of eyes are those? Clear? Deep? Clear? Deep? Bright? Silent? It seems to be none of them, and it seems to be both.
Those eyes are so clear and charming that one will be afraid of sinking if they take one more look at them. But they are also too hazy, as if filled with a layer of mist, and they can never be clearly seen or understood.
"Beauty is like a flower, never tire of it." Mu Jieyu smiled lightly. This man gave people a sense of peace and comfort, which made her relax unconsciously.
Her rosy and soft lips curled up slightly: "It was a dark night and the wind was high. I thought that the girl was an elegant confidant who came to hear the flute, but I didn't expect that she turned out to be a female prostitute."
"Young master, what you said is wrong. Everyone loves beauty. How can you say that the little girl is offensive?" Mu Jieyu stepped forward slowly, his eyes not leaving the gorgeous face for a moment, "My little girl Mu Yin came here, how could I expect the young master?"
The beauty of the country is unparalleled, and even the fairy music is eclipsed. How can you blame the little girl for being addicted to it for a while?"
"It sounds like it's my fault to hear what the girl said?" The man's slender eyebrows were raised slightly, and he looked at Mu Jieyu with a half-smile. "I shouldn't have given birth to such an unparalleled beauty, not only did it disturb the girl's enjoyment of music,
, and caused the girl to behave rudely, I will apologize to the girl here."
After saying that, he really bowed to Mu Jieyu in a decent manner.
Mu Jieyu was originally amused by his actions, but when she saw that he was still doing it, her heart sank: "Your legs..."
"The illness that has persisted for many years is no problem." The man said with a gentle smile.
His smile was so natural, so warm, and so pleasant. Seeing his smile, she seemed to see an orchid blooming in front of her eyes after the rain, so graceful and elegant.
Kashyapa Temple is worthy of being called the first Buddhist temple. The scenery in the temple is many high-rise mansions and courtyards, and the rich and noble mansions may not be able to match it. Because it hides the deepest love and tenderness of an emperor for a woman.
Mu Jieyu stood in the middle of the small stone bridge, looking across the enchanting peach blossom forest, and saw the faint figure deep in the peach forest with colorful branches and leaves. Although it was so far away, it was just a distant figure.
Mu Jieyu also felt that the person sitting there should not be a mortal.
The lights were brightly lit at the corner of the eaves, and the breeze blew up the thick peach blossom petals lying on the ground. It blew up the intoxicating fragrance. Stepping on the soft petals, walking around the diagonal flower branches, smelling the growing fragrance of the flowers.
.Mu Jieyu thought about the figure approaching step by step.
The moonlight fell mistily like mist. It spread lightly on a face that could only be described as gorgeous. His eyelids were slightly lowered, and his long and dense eyelashes were like butterflies spreading their wings, covering his eyes.
The red and glossy thin lips were gently placed on the jade flute lying on the edge of the lips, and the slender white fingers beat dexterously and rhythmically. The skin, which was slightly fairer than that of ordinary men, was even more translucent under the moonlight.
He just sat quietly on the wooden wheelchair, with his wide sleeves flying and his ink hair fluttering lightly. Mu Jieyu thought of a sentence: The moon is falling softly in the Lihua Courtyard, and the catkins and pond are gentle in the breeze.
This is a man who looks as gentle as a moonlight but is actually cold. He is as noble and noble as a flowing cloud.
Beauty is like a flower in the clouds. It turns out that it can also be described as a man!
"Girl, did you enjoy watching it?" After the song ended, the man raised his head and looked at Mu Jieyu, who was still immersed in the lingering sound and had unknowingly walked within ten steps of the man.
The most tender look!
What kind of eyes are those? Clear? Deep? Clear? Deep? Bright? Silent? It seems to be none of them, and it seems to be both.
Those eyes are so clear and charming that one will be afraid of sinking if they take one more look at them. But they are also too hazy, as if filled with a layer of mist, and they can never be clearly seen or understood.
"Beauty is like a flower, never tire of it." Mu Jieyu smiled lightly. This man gave people a sense of peace and comfort, which made her relax unconsciously.
Her rosy and soft lips curled up slightly: "It was a dark night and the wind was high. I thought that the girl was an elegant confidant who came to hear the flute, but I didn't expect that she turned out to be a female prostitute."
"Young master, what you said is wrong. Everyone loves beauty. How can you say that the little girl is offensive?" Mu Jieyu stepped forward slowly, his eyes not leaving the gorgeous face for a moment, "My little girl Mu Yin came here, how could I expect the young master?"
The beauty of the country is unparalleled, and even the fairy music is eclipsed. How can you blame the little girl for being addicted to it for a while?"
"It sounds like it's my fault to hear what the girl said?" The man's slender eyebrows were raised slightly, and he looked at Mu Jieyu with a half-smile. "I shouldn't have given birth to such an unparalleled beauty, not only did it disturb the girl's enjoyment of music,
, and caused the girl to behave rudely, I will apologize to the girl here."
After saying that, he really bowed to Mu Jieyu in a decent manner.
Mu Jieyu was originally amused by his actions, but when she saw that he was still doing it, her heart sank: "Your legs..."
"The illness that has persisted for many years is no problem." The man said with a gentle smile.
His smile was so natural, so warm, and so pleasant. Seeing his smile, she seemed to see an orchid blooming in front of her eyes after the rain, so graceful and elegant.