The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

After a moment, Yu Zishu withdrew his hand.

Almost all the plum branches on this hillside are uncovered by snow, and the rich cold plumeria permeates the mountains.

All three stopped talking and watched quietly.

Yun Qingyue's thoughts were empty, thinking when she could have such leisurely feelings with Rongjing to watch Xueshangmei? As soon as the thought popped out of her head, she reached out and rubbed her forehead, feeling that she was hopeless. Almost every moment, everything thought of him. Shouldn’t she be angry? Shouldn't be angry like this...

"Go, go back!" Feng Yan urged Yun Qianyue.

"Stay a little longer! Just came." Yun Qianyue looked at the plum blossoms in front of her eyes.

"These will not disappear, you see it is the same way one day, go back!" Feng Chen was puzzled.

"You are really..." Yun Qianyue turned back and stared at Feng Hui, looking at Yuzishu.

Yuzishu smiled and said warmly to her: "The wind master is right, it will look like this one day, let's go back!"

"After you go back, you will paint for me." Yun Qiangyue asked for conditions.

"Good!" Yu Zishu nodded.

Yun Qianyue turned back, and saw that Feng Chen's toes were pulled up. She froze and turned her head, and she saw that his figure had fallen on the plum tree in the blink of an eye. She asked doubtfully, "Feng Zhen, didn't you go back? doing what?"

Feng Hui didn't answer, but his men folded two beautifully blooming plum blossoms, Xu Shi, he left the plum tree and fell beside Yun Qiangyue, handing her two plum blossoms to her He said with a face: "Did you not read enough? Take it back to see!"

Yun Qianyue didn't reach out and frowned at him: "How can it be the same? The plum blossoms that broke down are free from the branches and branches, and they don't talk about the lack of strength, and they ruin things."

"Why is it messed up? Didn't you always hang in your mouth and say that there are flowers that can be folded and straight, and don't wait for the empty branches?" Feng Chen stared at Yun Qianyue, "I'm folding branches for you now, you this Why did the woman say something else?"

Yun Qingyue choked, indeed she often said this, but... the meaning is different, she is not talking about the true flower, okay?

Yu Zishu chuckled at Yun Qingyue eating Karma, and said warmly: "Feng Jiazhu has a good intention, anyway, you love plums, you can also enjoy plums in the room, just hold it!"

Yun Qianyue silently reached for the plum.

"Stupid woman! It's really complicated." Feng Zhen shook his hand in disgust.

Yun Qingyue glared at him, trying to refute a sentence, but smelled the cold plum fragrance of plum blossom in his hand and stopped. The awkward and lovely wind embers, the wind embers who are cold to her and dominate her in everything. She opened the corners of her mouth and smiled silently.

Yu Zishu glanced at her and smiled lightly.

The three returned to the room and stopped for breakfast. Yun Qingyue spread the rice paper happily, greeting Yuzishu and Fengming, and said to the two: "We paint together, one for each person, and we will see the plum blossoms seen by the three of us. How about drawing it?"

Yuzishu has no objection.

"No painting!" Feng Zhen refused with no interest.

"If you don't draw, you will go back to Fengjia. You are the owner of Fengjia, what are you always doing here?" Yun Qianyue stared at Fengyan.

Feng Hui grunted.

"Don't you draw?" Yun Qianyue looked at him.

Feng Yan rolled his eyes lazily, silently.

"When you acquiesced!" Yun Qianyue began to study ink. After half a ring, she dropped her hand and said excitedly to the two: "Come over."

Yu Zishu walked to the table with a smile, Feng Chen lazily raised his buttocks, and followed the table.

After Yun Qingyue gave each person a pen, he also took a pen.

Quietly in the room, the three didn't speak, and each of them painted.

After the two pillars of incense, Feng Chen first put down the pen, Yun Qianyue looked up at him, "Cope?"

"No!" Feng Zhen dropped a word and shook his sleeve to look at the two.

Yun Qianyue no longer cares about him, and continues to paint in his hand.

After another incense stick, she put down the pen, relievedly, and looked up, seeing that Yuzishu also put down the pen at the same time, she smiled and asked him, "Done drawing?"

"Well, finished painting!" Yu Zishu nodded with a smile.

Yun Qianyue threw his paintings over, and reached out to take the words of Yuzishu and Fengyan. The three paintings were placed in the middle of the table case. Three pairs of eyes looked at the three paintings together.

In the first one, Feng Chen painted Yun Qiangyue holding two plum blossoms with her head down and smiling silently. Standing next to her, she looked at her warm and smiling jade book, with a back in front of him, which was himself.

Yun Qianyue looked at the picture and asked in surprise to Feng Chen, "Aren't you walking in front? Has your eyes widened?"

"Stupid woman, you don't have to think about it and you will laugh so stupidly!" Feng Zhen snorted.

Yun Qianyue was speechless.

In the second one, Yuzi's calligraphy and painting is that he gently waved his sleeves and blew the spring breeze. Yun Qingyue admired the delighted eyebrows next to him, and the faint rolling expression in the eyes of the wind and embers. The plum blossoms with exposed ice muscles and jade bones are full of beauty. The expressions of the three men's brows came to life.

Yun Qianyue twitched and patted the shoulder of the jade book, and the brothers said in a good way: "Who did you learn from the pen method? Teach me, okay?"

Yuzishu nodded with a smile, "Okay!"

Feng Zhen glanced at Yun Qiangyue contemptuously, without speaking.

In the third picture, Yun Qianyue painted her and Yuzishu and Fengyan on the road of plum appreciation. She looked back at the two smiling faces of Yuzishu and Fengzhen. Behind her, there was a sea of ​​red plums. Her expression is the emotion that "man looks too beautiful, but also a disaster."

Yu Zishu smiled when he saw it, "Yun'er, if this picture is seen by Jing Shizi, the vinegar altar might not be enough."

Feng Hui snorted. "If the vinegar jar is not enough, let him use the vinegar jar."

Yun Qingyue blinked and said indifferently: "If the vinegar jar is not enough, let's vinegar!"

The words of the three men fell, and there was a smile on their faces. They stopped talking and looked at the three pictures.

In each of the three pictures, none of the people who shared the plum appreciation shared a picture of three people together. The three pictures have different techniques, but each picture taken out is definitely the highest quality.

"It's all mine!" Yun Qingyue held the three paintings together and overbearing the two.

"I'm afraid you'll be wiped out in a few days." Feng Chen hit her with impunity.

"I think it is also possible." Yuzi Shudao.

"Guaranteed not!" Yun Qianyue did not give the two the opportunity to **** them, rolled up the three paintings together, and moved away neatly.

Yu Zishu and Feng Chen glanced at each other, and naturally they would not **** her, so she left.

On the second day, heavy snow was still falling.

Yun Qianyue woke up and watched the snow on the ground thicker again. She frowned, "How many days will this snow fall?"

"It hasn't been snowing until this winter, and I'm afraid it will snow together." Yuzi wrote.

Yun Qingyue nodded and stopped talking.

On the third day, heavy snow was still falling. There seems to be a posture that the world will be buried by snow.

Yun Qianyue stood by the window thinking about what Rong Jing was doing now? What happened to the capital? Under such heavy snow, no one guards the spirit of the old emperor? Otherwise, keep one frozen to death.

On the fourth day, the heavy snow finally stopped.

Early in the morning, Yun Qingyue pushed open the door, and there was nothing else outside, all covered in snow and white. The wind after the snow is clear and cold, but the breath is refreshing. She stood at the door and watched for a moment, then suddenly shouted, "all got up, let's fight snowball together!"

She has been self-cultivation and drinking medicine for a few days, and her internal injuries have almost recovered. The sound at this time was very penetrating in the early morning.

"It's all up, let's play snowball fight together!" Yun Qianyue shouted again.

After three passes, the door of the room concerned was pushed open, showing a curious face to her.

The little boy Li Ting asked doubtfully, "Sister Yun, what is a snowball fight?"

Yun Qianyue was asked all of a sudden, remembering that the children here didn't seem to play snowball fights. She looked at Li Ting, thinking about how to explain.

The door of the next room was pushed open, and Yuzishu came out and explained to Li Ting with a smile: "A snowball fight means that many people are divided into two factions, making snow into snowballs and throwing them at each other. Very simple game."

"Oh, I want to play!" Li Ting immediately echoed.

"We also play!" Suddenly there was a chorus.

There are men and women, old and young.

Yun Qianyue looked at the people who were very respectful, and was very proud. He stepped away from the door and walked back to the mountain. The tone was cheerful and said: "Well! Then let's play! Let's go to Houshan, where it is spacious."

Everyone followed her in a hula. Wind Ember walked out of the room slowly, looked at the crowd surrounded by Yun Qiangyue, pouted, and looked at Yuzishu.

"Let's go, let's play too." Yu Zishu greeted Fengzhen with a smile.

Wind Ember nodded, and the two followed behind the crowd.

The heavy snow had fallen for several days. The snow on the ground had been extremely backlogged, and the foot stepped on the snow, only to sink into a shallow footprint. A group of people came to Houshan and began to distribute. Naturally, everyone wanted to follow Yun Qianyue, and they were scrambling, leaving only two people, Yu Zishu and Feng Em, for a time.

Yun Qingyue looked at the two smilingly, "What should I do? My relationship is so good, the two of you together?"

Feng Hui snorted, "A bunch of fools, the two of us may not be afraid of you together."

Yu Zishu smiled and looked at the men, women and children around Yun Qiangyue, with excited faces, he smiled softly, "Also!"

"Say first! You are not allowed to use martial arts!" Yun Qianyue told the two people about the conditions. Compared with the two people on the opposite side, the people around her can be said to be a group of people.

"You don't use martial arts, you are not opponents, a group of Wuhe people!" Feng Chen snorted and said Yun Qingyue's thoughts.