They were currently standing on a high hill on horseback. The sunny side of the hill was full of greenery and flowers, filling the entire valley.
Wei Yang opened her red lips slightly, her eyes looking from near to far in surprise. In front of her was a real sea of flowers.
A large area of green grass stretched its waist and whispered in the wind. Above them, there were countless flowers, white, pink, yellow, purple... ... a myriad of colors, colorful, and in various shapes.
Yan Gui sat on his horse and hugged Wei Yang's slender waist. He had started preparing this sea of flowers in Tuocheng last winter. The mountains here are gentle and warmer than other places.
He just asked people to give it a try and scatter the flower seeds, but he didn't expect that the beautiful scenery would actually appear before his eyes.
Wei Yang stared blankly at the sea of flowers, her delicate white hands tightly grasping the hem of her skirt, her excited face flushed with excitement for a long, long time, so long that time seemed to have stopped.
"Do you like it?" Yan Gui asked softly.
"I like it." Wei Yang turned to look at Yan Gui, tears faintly in her eyes.
She loved the feeling of being pampered.
Yan Xiaoling and the other two rushed to the top of the mountain panting and looked at the two people hugging each other beside the horse. Countless butterflies were flying in the air, and a magnificent picture slowly unfolded in front of everyone. Distant mountains, flowers, a tall and handsome man, hugging a petite and weak girl, and in front of them was a gorgeous sea of flowers.
No one dared to take another step forward, for fear of disturbing the beautiful couple and ruining this beautiful dream.
"Oh my God!" Yan Xiaoling held Yan Xiaoli's hand tightly and asked carefully, "Am I dreaming?"
"Hey, why are you pinching me?" Yan Xiaoyan suddenly jumped up. It turned out that Yan Xiaoling pinched Yan Xiaoyan in order to prove that it was not a dream.
Wei Yang, who was not far away, heard the voice and turned around, looking over with sparkling eyes: "Come on, let's go down and take a look."
"Can I go down?" Yan Xiaoling murmured dreamily. She was a little hesitant to put her feet down in front of such a beautiful scene!
"Go down, it's okay." Yan Gui said with a smile.
The four girls stood on tiptoe and carefully shuttled through the sea of flowers. A few butterflies flew past them, causing laughter and exclamations.
Yan Gui watched them walk into the sea of flowers. When he came to his senses, dozens of idle people who had chased after them from Yancheng were already standing behind him.
"General, can we go down too?"
A burly man couldn't help but ask in a rough voice.
"Bah, do you have any shame? You're just a rough guy. You should let the girls go down and play with them. At least they look pretty." A fat lady scolded with a smile.
Everyone burst into laughter. The big man was not angry. He scratched his head and said, "I just want to ask if the girls can go down. If they can, I will go home and bring my daughter and niece over."
This was what everyone wanted to ask, and everyone turned their eyes to their general.
"Okay." Yan Gui nodded with a smile.
"Young girls, go down, and the grown men, forget about it. Just walk around and take a look. Flowers are what women like, and it's enough for them to be happy. Don't all rush down and trample the flowers and plants."
Some people went back home to pick up their daughters to enjoy the flowers. Some people with good intentions organized themselves to maintain order.
When the owner of the silk shop heard the news, he sent over the damp and poorly dyed silk fabrics in his stock. He then made flowers out of them on the spot and hung them on the tree branches.
For a while, Yanshan was crowded with people and vendors.
After that, the Flower Festival on February 12th in Yancheng was moved to Yanshan and passed down from generation to generation.