After wearing the book, I became the black moonlight of the paranoid prince

Chapter 673 Pity
Wei Qianzi carefully picked them up one by one, holding a handful in his hands, it looked like holding a bouquet of flowers from a distance.

Li Sinian picked it up after seeing it, and asked with a smile.

"Ah Zi likes these maple leaves? It just so happens that our mansion is being repaired, so I don't know what to plant in the yard, how about planting a piece of red maple?"

Wei Qianzi glanced at him lightly, and continued to pick up her own maple leaves.

"I just can't bear to have these maple leaves being trampled on. I don't care how much I like them."

Now she is not easy to reveal her preferences in front of the boy, lest he always make a fuss about these small things.

It doesn't matter to her, it's just that other people's views on him are quite different.

She doesn't like the feeling of being used for nothing, and she has to thank others.

His kindness to her is irrelevant to her. If she accepts it, others will only see his kindness. If she doesn't accept it, it means she doesn't know what is good or bad.

Li Sinian bent down, picked up a red leaf that happened to fall by his feet, and said with a smile.

"Ah Zi's heart is soft, even the falling red leaves can share your sympathy, I wonder when Ah Zi will be able to take pity on me?"

When he said this, there was a bit of resentment in his tone, Wei Qianzi couldn't help but hum softly.

"Pity you? By the way... Do you need pity?"

A person whose heart is darker than a crow needs her pity?It's a joke.

After she finished speaking, she walked forward quickly, ignoring the boy.

Thinking that such a long time had passed, it was time to rush over to meet Gao Fei and the others.

I don't know how he got along with Princess Danyang in this short period of time.

Li Sinian followed her closely holding the stack of red maple leaves.

And just after a bend, Li Yunlan watched Hongfeng walking slowly along the way.

The red in the mountains and plains is like a flame-like color, and walking in it is like a dream.

Today's weather is very good, and there are many people who come to enjoy the maple leaves. They are all in groups of three or four. The silent forest is full of human voices, making it very lively.

In the depths of the empty valley, there are crisp bird songs echoing in the mountains, and there are flowing water flowing down in the distance. Everything is just right, neither too lonely nor too noisy.

An extremely red maple leaf seemed to be unable to bear the weight given to it by the years, and suddenly fell from the branch, dancing lightly and slowly, about to return to dust.

Li Yunlan stretched out his hand, and the maple leaf fell quietly in his palm.

The leaf veins spread out slowly from the stem end, and the red color slowly pushes from the leaf tip to the leaf stem, as if it is alive.

He couldn't help but see God.

Such a good color, it is hard to bear to throw it away.

It's a pity that this color can't last for a few days.

Thinking of the leaf butterfly he picked up under the sycamore tree that day, he suddenly became interested. He bent down and picked up another piece from his feet. The two pieces were put together, and after a few light folds, a fiery red butterfly came out. Holding the leaf stem and shaking it lightly, it seems to be about to fly away.

Although it is not as exquisite and beautiful as her folded ones, it is better than this extremely beautiful color, and I can't take my eyes off it for a while.

He had only seen people fold boats with leaves before. How did she come up with the idea of ​​using leaves to make butterflies?

"Wow! It's so beautiful, can you give me this butterfly?"

Duoyi saw the leaf butterfly in his hand, and instantly felt that the handful of maple leaves in her hand reached the two in his hand.

Li Yunlan was slightly taken aback, and then gave her the butterfly in his hand.

Duoyi got the butterfly, and immediately ran to Mo Yang who was lazily following behind, showing off to him.

"Look, isn't this leaf butterfly beautiful? If you like it, I'll fold one for you too."

Mo Yang walked slowly with arms folded, with a maple leaf in his mouth, casually glanced at the butterfly in her hand, with a slightly puzzled look on his face.

"You folded this?"

"Of course not. The prince folded it. I saw it looked good, so I begged for it. But this butterfly looks very simple, so I can fold it naturally."

Duoyi held up the butterfly with a proud face, seeing that he was interested in this, she became a little more confident when she spoke.

Mo Yang Junyi raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile.

"In that case, why don't you fold one and let me see?"

(End of this chapter)