The summer sun shone through the flower stand like this. Mu Jieyu lowered her head slightly, and most of her disheveled hair slanted down. She was not wearing a long skirt today, but a light blue and white gauze piled with flowers.
Paired with a wide-sleeved, high-waisted brocade dress of the same color, underneath is an ankle-length band of princess-colored brocade, and a pair of white pearl-embroidered shoes on her feet. She is dressed like a rich lady, fresh and elegant.
It blends into the green branches and flowers, but stands out like a strange flower, with a unique and refreshing charm.
"You haven't told me yet, what kind of flower is this?" Xuanyuan Zhirong asked again when he saw Mu Jieyu lowered his head again and concentrated on pruning her flowers.
In Mu Jieyu's hand was a pot of a very unique flower. The branches and leaves were shaped and textured like lotus leaves, but they were clustered together one by one. The color was actually silvery white, and they seemed to be covered in sunlight.
It’s covered with a layer of silver, anyway, it’s sparkling silver. Every time
There is a flower swaying on top of the five leaves. The description is also very strange. It is as complex as a peony and layered like a camellia. The color of the flower is gradually decreasing from the center to the tip of the petal. When it reaches the tip of the flower,
It was almost white, even Xuanyuan Zhirong found it strange.
"I accidentally bought this flower from a caravan. I don't know what it is. It took me six years to plant it before it bloomed, but it bloomed and never withered for a year. I looked through the classics and couldn't find out what it was.
What kind of plant is it? But I saw that it looked very good to my liking, so I kept it like this." Mu Jieyu answered while using a delicate small shovel to loosen the soil around the roots of the flowerpot.
"In that case, why not name it?" Xuanyuan Zhirong said with a smile.
"Name the name?" Mu Jieyu raised his eyebrows, thought for a moment, and then said to Xuanyuan Zhirong, half jokingly and half seriously, "Prince Su Wen is the most famous scholar in the world. He is knowledgeable about ancient and modern times, and has learned a lot about Yinghuan. He is even the greatest Confucian in the world.
They all say that there is nothing to teach, why not let the prince give you a name?"
"That is, Third Brother's knowledge is absolutely unparalleled in the world. If Third Brother is called second, he will never dare to be called first." Mu Jieyu's words made Xuanyuan Zhili greatly agree, and he threw it to Mu Jieyu, which gave him some insight.
eyes.
On the other hand, the person involved, Xuanyuan Zhirong, was relatively modest. He coughed lightly, glanced at his younger brother who was standing beside him, and thought for a moment before saying, "Since you planted it, why not call it Jie Yuhua."
Mu Jieyu's brows jumped when he heard this, and he looked straight at Xuanyuan Zhirong.
Xuanyuan Zhirong met Mu Jieyu's gaze and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's wrong?"
Mu Jieyu looked at Xuanyuan Zhirong for a while, then lowered his head and continued the movement of his hands, and said in a calm voice: "If you hadn't been unclear about this, I would have thought you were criticizing Sanghuai."
"What do you mean?" Xuanyuan Zhirong rarely showed a puzzled look.
"Why did you use my name?" Mu Jieyu asked without answering.
"She is very similar to you, unique, elegant, and a bit mysterious." Xuanyuan Zhirong explained with a smile.
Strange? Elegant? Mysterious? Is this how she makes him feel?
Mu Jieyu suddenly felt a strange surge in his heart, but she was forced to ignore it. He raised his eyes and said: "You think this flower is so good, but you know that every night, it will automatically emit a delicate fragrance, and anyone who smells it will definitely feel sick.
Died from belly rot!"
Mu Jieyu's words made Xuanyuan Zhirong a little surprised. Only then did he see a glazed jar on the side of the flower pot. Judging from the size, it should be used to cover the flowers. A smile flashed in his slender eyes.
Lips slightly raised: "You said it that way, I think it's more appropriate to call her 'Jie Yuhua'."