Chapter 161 Yang Family Forbidden Land: Green Plum and Plum Shadow
The snow falls and the plum blossoms will not melt, will not disappear.
A little bit of snow color, dotted on the white or red plum petals, or the red plums are delicate and charming against the winter wind, or the white plums are pure and proud of the snow and frost, each has its own flavor and its own benefits.
The plum grove of the Yang family is very famous in the whole Zhengyang City. All kinds of precious and rare plum blossoms are blooming in the courtyard, with different styles and strong fragrances.
The young man in black was in a hurry, and the plum blossoms around him fell all over his body, but they just slipped down from the black cloth without a sound.
There is no trace of flowers left, and there is no faint fragrance to fill the sleeves.
"Young Master, the front is the forbidden area of my Yang family, Young Master..." Before he could tell Yi Heng to come back, his face, which was dressed in the clothes of the servants of the Yang family, suddenly went blank, and his pupils were completely dark.
Behind him, there is a snow-white wall covered with emerald green tiles, and the red corner door is half-hidden, it looks no different from other places...
However, from the servant who flashed out with the cultivation of a warrior, he could know that this place was not as simple as he appeared on the surface.
Of course...it won't be easy.
Yi Heng's face sank like water, staring at the servant of the Yang family in front of him.
"... I see, my lord, please come in." The servant of the Yang family lowered his eyes and made a respectful gesture.
His gaze swept across the servant, his pupils were also pitch black, he stepped over the servant who bowed his head respectfully by the door, stretched out his hand and calmly pushed open the red door.
Different from the absent-minded eyes of the servants, it was a kind of taboo black.
The depth is bottomless, so there is no color.
He casually waved away the stiff domestic servant, the young man under the plum tree, raised his head coldly.
Through the black hood, only a pair of eyes can be seen, which are like spots of paint.
It was a large courtyard.
Very wide, very large.
but also very empty
In the middle of the compound, a flower bed is circled with finely divided white jade.
There is a plum tree in the whole compound.
There is only one plum tree.
Probably the only thing that is special is that the plum tree is only one person tall, but it is full of green flowers.
It was a green calyx plum.
It is not tall, but it is kept in a flower bed of finely crushed white jade, and it can be seen at a glance.
Just because of the beauty of that plum tree, it is amazing.
Thin, but her beauty lies in her strength.
Cangqiu's polite branches and green plum blossoms are proudly angry against the biting cold wind.
Her vigorous appearance is somewhat similar to that of Ye Peihua.
In the softness of a woman, there is also the arrogance and freedom of a man.
But Ye Peihua is known as one of the three beauties of Zhengyang, but Ye Peihua's strength of character in front of this plum tree makes people think of a word.
Dong Shi Xiao You
The plum blossoms are exquisite, and the petals are so delicate that a young child can crush them at will. It makes people suspect that when snowflakes fall, they will hurt the exquisite and slender plum petals.
Branches and cangqiu, the kind of arrogance and lingering wind, even the coldest winter wind, can only lower the proud head and slow down in front of her - not because of pity, but because of the sharp blade The branches can cut the invisible cold wind into pieces.
Yi Heng was silent.
The black clothes were blowing in the wind, but they still didn't make any waves.
It's like his stagnant heart.
Then she said coldly; "Mei Ying."
In the empty compound, Yimei and one person are facing each other alone.
Snowflakes fell on the ground, silently.
It almost made people suspect that these two words of Yi Heng were hallucinations of no one.
(End of this chapter)
The snow falls and the plum blossoms will not melt, will not disappear.
A little bit of snow color, dotted on the white or red plum petals, or the red plums are delicate and charming against the winter wind, or the white plums are pure and proud of the snow and frost, each has its own flavor and its own benefits.
The plum grove of the Yang family is very famous in the whole Zhengyang City. All kinds of precious and rare plum blossoms are blooming in the courtyard, with different styles and strong fragrances.
The young man in black was in a hurry, and the plum blossoms around him fell all over his body, but they just slipped down from the black cloth without a sound.
There is no trace of flowers left, and there is no faint fragrance to fill the sleeves.
"Young Master, the front is the forbidden area of my Yang family, Young Master..." Before he could tell Yi Heng to come back, his face, which was dressed in the clothes of the servants of the Yang family, suddenly went blank, and his pupils were completely dark.
Behind him, there is a snow-white wall covered with emerald green tiles, and the red corner door is half-hidden, it looks no different from other places...
However, from the servant who flashed out with the cultivation of a warrior, he could know that this place was not as simple as he appeared on the surface.
Of course...it won't be easy.
Yi Heng's face sank like water, staring at the servant of the Yang family in front of him.
"... I see, my lord, please come in." The servant of the Yang family lowered his eyes and made a respectful gesture.
His gaze swept across the servant, his pupils were also pitch black, he stepped over the servant who bowed his head respectfully by the door, stretched out his hand and calmly pushed open the red door.
Different from the absent-minded eyes of the servants, it was a kind of taboo black.
The depth is bottomless, so there is no color.
He casually waved away the stiff domestic servant, the young man under the plum tree, raised his head coldly.
Through the black hood, only a pair of eyes can be seen, which are like spots of paint.
It was a large courtyard.
Very wide, very large.
but also very empty
In the middle of the compound, a flower bed is circled with finely divided white jade.
There is a plum tree in the whole compound.
There is only one plum tree.
Probably the only thing that is special is that the plum tree is only one person tall, but it is full of green flowers.
It was a green calyx plum.
It is not tall, but it is kept in a flower bed of finely crushed white jade, and it can be seen at a glance.
Just because of the beauty of that plum tree, it is amazing.
Thin, but her beauty lies in her strength.
Cangqiu's polite branches and green plum blossoms are proudly angry against the biting cold wind.
Her vigorous appearance is somewhat similar to that of Ye Peihua.
In the softness of a woman, there is also the arrogance and freedom of a man.
But Ye Peihua is known as one of the three beauties of Zhengyang, but Ye Peihua's strength of character in front of this plum tree makes people think of a word.
Dong Shi Xiao You
The plum blossoms are exquisite, and the petals are so delicate that a young child can crush them at will. It makes people suspect that when snowflakes fall, they will hurt the exquisite and slender plum petals.
Branches and cangqiu, the kind of arrogance and lingering wind, even the coldest winter wind, can only lower the proud head and slow down in front of her - not because of pity, but because of the sharp blade The branches can cut the invisible cold wind into pieces.
Yi Heng was silent.
The black clothes were blowing in the wind, but they still didn't make any waves.
It's like his stagnant heart.
Then she said coldly; "Mei Ying."
In the empty compound, Yimei and one person are facing each other alone.
Snowflakes fell on the ground, silently.
It almost made people suspect that these two words of Yi Heng were hallucinations of no one.
(End of this chapter)
