"This is the first time." He looked at the woman in the scarlet dress beside him, "I only knew there was such a beautiful place when I saw a painting once."
Zhao Pei was slightly stunned. She knew which painting Xiao Yi was talking about. She was filled with disappointment. Zhao Pei didn't look at him, but she still felt a burning gaze staring at her. Not daring to look up to meet his gaze, she said calmly, "There is a flat ground ahead. How about we go there and sit for a while?"
Xiao Yi withdrew his gaze and nodded. He called Qiao Yu to spread out a foot-wide plain cloth and put out fruits and food. Zhao Pei sighed with a little surprise: "So you have prepared everything."
He smiled and sat down with her.
Zhao Pei looked around, as if she was in a dream. She tried to look at this place that had appeared in her dreams countless times with a peaceful and quiet heart. The breeze blew, and the layers of flowers like waves swayed their soft waists, just like the slender-waisted beauties in palace costumes dancing in gauze clothes. The waves of refreshing fragrance pulled her and brought her into the fantasy.
With a smile and half-closed eyes, the person in front of him unexpectedly changed. He was wearing a white robe, and the wide robe was embroidered with fine and delicate silver patterns that outlined the charm of lotus. His black hair was tied up by a jade crown, and a few strands of hair hung down on the white clothes, showing his transcendent charm. He had a smile on his lips and gentle eyebrows, and he was concentrating on playing the piano with his head slightly lowered. His slender fingers plucked the strings, and it was a song "Xizhou Qu".
Zhao Pei felt a dull pain somewhere in her heart. She stared at him blankly, waiting for him to slowly raise his head to look at her, smiling brightly and then calling, "Pepe." There was a hint of tenderness, sadness and helplessness in his eyes, "Pepe, be happy."
She froze and blinked. The man disappeared. She only saw Xiao Yi sitting there with his head down, casually picking up a delicate blue flower. The corners of her mouth twitched slightly. She didn't expect... Such a cold iceberg could actually have such tenderness.
Xiao Yi raised his eyes and handed the flower to her: "The fragrance of this flower lasts for a long time. If you grind it, you can make spices. Take it back and try it."
Zhao Pei took it and touched his warm palm. She felt something strange for some reason. Her ears turned red and she lowered her eyes and smiled, "I didn't expect that Seventh Brother also studies these women's things."
He smiled calmly and did not respond to her words. He just asked, "Do you like it here?"
"Yeah." Zhao Pei nodded and put the flower into her sleeve. Then she raised her eyes and smiled: "I like it very much."
"If you like it, can we come here often in the future?" Xiao Yi looked at her with a smile, "You must be bored staying in the mansion these days."
Zhao Pei frowned slightly, always feeling that he was so gentle today that it was very puzzling, but she no longer had the goosebumps she had before, but felt relieved instead. "Seventh brother, are you okay today?"
Xiao Yi glanced at her: "What could it be?"
Zhao Pei smiled awkwardly: "I feel that Brother Qi treated Pei Pei especially well today."
"So I was not good to you in the beginning? I allowed you to dress up as a man and go out to cause trouble, I allowed you to take risks in the palace, I allowed you to cut my potted plants, I allowed you to break the jars from the Han Dynasty? I allowed you to..." Love other men in your heart... He paused, and glanced at her, "Do you want me to continue?"
"No need, no need!" Zhao Pei waved her hands quickly and said with a smile, "Seventh Brother, you don't need to say anything more."
There was no sound for a moment. Zhao Pei looked at him and remembered that sentence again. In fact, it was not difficult to stay with Xiao Yi. Her sleeves were filled with fragrance and her eyes were bright. Xiao Yi didn't know why he couldn't control himself for a moment and called out in a deep voice: "Pei Pei." He leaned over to her and lowered his head slightly to tease her: "Do you know that you are my princess?"
He had expected that the girl would jump up in shock and start to stammer and change the subject. Unexpectedly, Zhao Pei did not act as he expected. She remained sitting there, lowered her eyes for a long time, and then smiled faintly: "I know."
He was stunned, but he didn't move away. Instead, he moved closer to her face and kissed her lightly, so lightly that it seemed as if he didn't touch her. She felt itchy on her face, and her body trembled, but she immediately calmed down.
Zhao Pei closed her eyes in the fragrance of flowers, her eyes were a little dry and the corners of her eyes were a little wet. Let her be intoxicated by the intoxicating fragrance of flowers. She doesn't want to be intoxicated for a thousand days, she wants to be intoxicated for a lifetime. Or, let her try to fall in love with the person next to her.
She was immersed in his strange masculine scent, and felt his warm palms covering her face, just wiping away the wet marks. She had no hesitation or hesitation in her heart, and kept repeating that she wanted to be happy and happy.
At that time, she didn't know how doomed she would be if she fell in love with him. (To be continued)