The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

Yinyi listened to the master's laughter, felt the master's good mood, thought of the hard work of the task assigned by Yun Zheng when he was called up in the middle of the night, and couldn't help but curse in his heart: the prince is going on like this, I'm afraid it's Dongming's first love. Saint is going to replace him.

After walking for about half an hour, the carriage stopped.

"It's coming so soon..." She felt a little strange, the time when she came back was much shorter than when she left, she lifted the curtain, poked her head out, and exclaimed, "It's so beautiful!"

The scene of Scutellaria barbata is in full bloom, the branches and leaves are bright and bright, the petals are colorful, the fragrance is fragrant, and the water mist is lingering, just like a fairyland on earth.

It turned out that she did not return to Xiangfu at this time, but was under a balcony halfway up the mountain. On the right side of the balcony was a half-branched lotus in full bloom on the hillside, with intertwined roots, extremely delicate and bright. You can see green water plants and towering stones below, and spring water slides down halfway up the mountain wall, forming a natural waterfall.

Could this be the source of the Yunwang Mansion hot spring?

Lin Qingran couldn't help asking: "Is the source of the hot spring above this waterfall?"

"Well, this is the source of the hot spring. The hot spring water flowing into the capital is imported from here." Yun Zheng said as he jumped out of the car magnificently.

"Then today is a blessing." Lin Qingran finally understood why Yun Zheng only asked her to eat fish. The fish in the source of the hot spring grow up in warm water, and the water temperature is neither high nor low, so the taste is special delicious.

This is why the Scutellaria barbata is flourishing here?

Yun Zheng led Lin Qingran into the gazebo, only then did Lin Qingran realize that the gazebo had already been properly arranged, with thick and transparent curtains, a burning charcoal basin, carpets, a burning stove, and hot water. booze.

"This is..." Lin Qingran looked at Yun Zheng in astonishment.

"You wait, I'll catch fish for you!" Yun Zheng didn't answer her, his eyebrows were raised, with a youthful and frivolous look.

After finishing speaking, he stepped lightly, and his body floated out like a cloud, and then landed on the lotus leaf floating on the water.

He was not in a hurry to catch fish, he picked a lotus flower and threw it to Lin Qingran: "Go on!"

Lin Qingran turned around, took it happily, and refused to stay still, ran to the lotus pond, watching Yunzheng catch the fish.

The clear water and blue sky, the beautiful scenery of the lotus pond, the beauty and the young man, the scene is beautiful, Yin Yi looks at it, and there is a moving smile in his eyes: It is not in vain that he has been busy all morning, it is so perfect.

I didn't see what kind of weapon Yunzheng was using. He just bent down and picked up a handful of water, turned it into a water column, and shot it straight into the water. In an instant, he saw a fish weighing about one catty jumped out of the water after being hit by him. The other hand grabbed it upwards and threw it to the shore, just landing on Lin Qingran's feet, the water droplets wet her embroidered shoes, and she laughed and screamed in surprise.

And Yun Zheng stepped on the lotus leaves, the uppers of his shoes were not wet at all, he was a little fascinated looking at the girl who laughed and screamed, bent down to catch the fish in his hand, his heart seemed to be drunk too.

The fish is plump and has a delicious fragrance. Lin Qingran felt his mouth watering before he started grilling the fish.

His interest suddenly rose, he leaped on the lotus leaf, and the condensed water column shot a fish over again, this time he deliberately brushed the fish past her ear, startled her to take a step back, and then glared angrily , but there was no anger: "You deliberately messed up!" The voice was soft, not like scolding, but like coquettishness.

Yun Zheng is drunk—so this is the quiet time!