Chapter 213 Coincidence
The weather is still slightly cold now, but it is much better than it has been after winter. At least there is no biting cold wind and heavy snow to increase the difficulty of "task" for her.
Yan Ning was holding a warm hand stove in her hand and wandering outside the hall with Jixiang. She didn't walk far away, just take a look around here.
However, she didn't walk around casually. In her dream, she came to the palace a lot after marrying Qin Yu in her previous life. Every banquet in the palace was almost here, just a little different, so Yan Ning took Jixiang to a destination that had been determined long ago.
There is a plum forest in the palace. I heard that it was built by the late emperor for his favorite concubine. It was originally intended to be built in the favorite concubine palace, but it seemed that because the favorite concubine did not like too many trees in the palace, it was built here in the second place, which happened to be convenient for everyone to watch. It is also a major rumor in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Yan Ning felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at the plum forest, but the scenery here was really not to mention that there was a large area of plum trees layer by layer. Because it had snowed a while ago, in order to maintain the cold plum scenery in the snow, the snow on the plum trees was not cleared.
Now, looking around, it is all white, but when you get closer, you can see the blooming cold plum blossoms and the rich fragrance of plum blossoms in the plum forest.
Yan Ning closed his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling that Lingtai was clear and her breath seemed to be filled with plum fragrance.
She stretched out her hand to touch the petals blooming on the branch, but she was interrupted by Jixiang before her arm was stretched out.
"Miss, you are not in good health yet, so you can't get cold. Have you forgotten what your wife said?"
Of course I didn't forget.
Yan Ning withdrew his hand angrily, held the stove and rubbed it again and again, muttering slightly, "I haven't forgotten, but I haven't done anything, I just want to touch the plum blossom."
Jixiang was simply incapable of oil and salt. He said honestly, "No, girl, you have not been well-behaved and can't get cold, and you can't touch it. It's good if you just look at it like this."
"Oh." Yan Ning curled her lips and looked over with anger. Because she got too close, the plum tree was relatively low. Yan Ning was not careful and her feet were unstable, so she fell on it, rubbing her eyelashes and dyed it with snowflakes, and her nose was wet.
"Oh!" Yan Ning exclaimed, just when she thought she was about to stand up and fell into it, she was pulled back by Jixiang, who had endless strength.
Standing firmly, Yan Ning lowered his head and rubbed his nose on his arm, rubbing the wetness off before rubbing the tip of his frozen nose with his warm hands.
Her series of actions did not stop at all, which shows that she had done it many times.
But it would be bad if this was absent from outsiders.
Because Yan Ning heard a laugh from behind him, probably because he had too much thought to himself and couldn't hold it in, so he made a sound.
She turned her head in surprise and looked at it, but she didn't expect that someone would come here.
A corner of the sky blue robe and a pair of black boots appeared behind the plum tree. The man showed his true face.
Yan Ning felt a little depressed with a romantic and passionate peach-blossom eyes, delicate facial features, skin better than women, and wide sleeves.
How could it be him?!
Tang Wenhan.
"The Third Prince." Seeing that he couldn't escape, Yan Ning simply stepped forward and bowed.
"No need to be polite. Are you?" Tang Wenhan paused for a moment and suddenly spoke in confusion.
Yan Ning: “…”
This feeling of only remembering everything when I meet old friends is really... fucking!
At this stage, he is in a stranger who has never known each other and is higher than him. Yan Ning spoke in a frustrated manner, "My father is the Minister of Rites."
Chapter completed!