Concubine Mad Concubine

Chapter 155

On the verdant green field, the budding lotus blooms at the same time, the snow-white petals unfold slowly one by one, like a shy girl taking off the veil covering her face, The exposed face is as beautiful as the world, enough to make everyone marvel.

There is no richness like peony, no beauty of camellia, no charm of rose, it blooms proudly, and hibiscus comes out of clear water. Obscenity.

The state of competing for splendor and beauty in the garden is gone here, they have never seen it before, and they don't even know that the lotus in this world can bloom at the same time in an instant, one by one, set off by green leaves, all are beautiful. Of the same size, there is only simple white with no makeup, such a thousand times the same, how can there be anything to see?But they felt that what Bichi saw today must be unforgettable for a lifetime, and it became a precious stroke in the deepest memory.

In the clear water, the lake is full of snow-white lotuses, like suet white jade bowls, floating on them. It is evening, and the red sun is slowly falling from the west, and the blue clouds like the lake are replaced by the red sunset glow. , like hot blood burned by fire, gorgeous and unparalleled.

The afterglow is slanting, and the dew on the flowers reflects the bright light. It is as beautiful as the clouds, the wind and the lotus are curling, the green leaves are in the fields, and there are pairs of eyes full of shock and admiration reflected in the broken shadows. At this moment, with Compared with this blooming lotus, those have become vulgar fans.

Xi Yan staggered a few times to Bai Feng, whose back was facing her, and leaned on his shoulder, and suddenly laughed: "Fairy Baihua only cares about playing chess here, but who knows that the emperor of the lower realm suddenly ordered him to play chess?" Let a hundred flowers bloom, this lotus fairy has neglected her duties, but I don't want to be the second Wu Zetian."

The voice was soft, like smoke on the blue waves, lingering in the air, making it difficult to hear clearly.

The white phoenix didn't move, only the white clothes danced and fluttered in the afterglow of the setting sun, blending with the white lotus dancing with the wind on the green pool.

Everything is quiet, close your eyes, as if you can hear the cheerful and whispering voice of the lotus flower.

"Is Lian'er always so decisive in everything she does?"

Baifeng turned around, and at some point, a white lotus was added to her hand, and she handed it to Xiyan. Xiyan took the lotus and gently touched the water drops on the petals with her fingers, and suddenly stood up, slightly lowered. He lowered his head, squinted his eyes, and gently smelled the fragrance of lotus.

Liu Yifeng stood by the stone table in the middle, looked down at his chest, and hurriedly covered it with his hands. The place was pulsating irregularly like never before, as if the sleeve had jumped out of his chest.

He stared wide-eyed, and rationally told himself that he should turn his head away, but he still couldn't help it. The clouds were gradually dyed, the blue waves were rippling, and there were large lotus flowers in full bloom, as white as jade, like lotus in clear water. The lotus leaves, like an open green umbrella, float lightly on the surface of the lake, standing on the blue waves, like layers of green waves, like pieces of black jade, he stands alone, with a white lotus just picked in his hand , put the head down on the tip of the nose and sniff lightly, there is a cinnabar between the eyebrows, like a beauty mole, the smile on the corner of the mouth seems to be there, the black hair is flying, the skirt is fluttering, like a lotus fairy.

That blank face became more and more clear in my mind, and gradually it turned into your own appearance.

Liu Yifeng seemed a little pleasantly surprised, he stared blankly at Xiyan, but that person never turned around, looked at him, felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, turned around, and ran out like crazy.

Compared to Liu Yifeng, Xia Chen is not much better. The man, with his eyes slightly closed, his eyebrows lowered and his ears pleasing to the ear, elegantly plucked the Qin Hyun, his face was quiet, with a smile on his mouth, unbelievably pure.

He struggled in his heart, as if he was hallucinating, the person playing the zither was dressed like a dancing lotus, and slowly walked up to him: "I wish to have one heart and one heart, never leave each other, fourth prince, Meiniang It's actually a woman."

Then there was a throbbing in the bottom of my heart, such beauty, how could it be an illusion, if she was a woman, with that face, he would definitely carry the big sedan chair and ask his father to canonize her as a concubine, even if he couldn't live There is a couple in one life, but in this life, he will regard her as the treasure in the palm of his hand, and will not be wronged in the slightest.

Thinking of this, he felt more cheerful and relaxed in his heart. He blinked his eyes, but the person playing the piano was dressed as a man. Lingering around, as if wearing a mask, like that person, he obviously has a terrible temperament, but for another person, he makes himself wear a mask all day long.

"What is decisive, I hope Master Guoshi will give you some pointers, don't you work hard?"

Xi Yan returned the white lotus in her hand to Bai Feng, and asked lightly.

"No waves, no threads, no feelings, no desires, just alive, but like a walking dead, without self, you know why you live, who you live for, no goals, no beliefs, what is the meaning of such a life. In this world , no one is born cold-blooded, no one is born resolute and cruel, and no one is willing to let their hands be stained with blood. In the beginning, those thick white bones will make people sleepless, but the master of the country doesn't think so. Is this kind of life real life? Ups and downs, joys, sorrows, joys, fears, and fears are just human nature. People live, but they are only supported by beliefs. Does the Master of the National Teacher really have no seven emotions and six desires? Compassion is just a habit, just like Killing was also a habit for me at that time, if I didn’t kill one day, at night I would feel that the person I didn’t kill during the day would kill me, I just wanted to live a better life.”

"Is this idea yours or his?"

Bai Feng asked quietly, the sound was like a gnat, inaudible, Xiyan turned to look at him, not knowing why.

"In the past few years, Master Guoshi stayed in Tianfeng Palace and didn't come out all day long. Why did you come in and out so frequently? You shouldn't have come today. Xia Chen had already doubted my identity, and now I'm afraid he will stare at me even more. gone."

Xi Yan felt a little resentful, but she was still full of confidence in her words.

"Doubt is doubt after all. As long as he doesn't show his feet, he is the prince. What can you do?"

Xi Yan nodded, she thought so too, with her current status, as long as she was careful not to be caught by Xia Chen, he could still take off her clothes to verify that she was upright?
"Look, the fairy is dancing."

I don't know who screamed, and everyone looked in the direction of his finger. On the blue waves, the sun was setting, and among the lotus bushes in full bloom, the water droplets on the white lotus green leaves were steaming upwards, suddenly condensed, and curled up. Raw smoke, even when the wind blows, still condenses and lingers, transforming into colorful neon clothes, and the fragrant wind blows.

(End of this chapter)