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Yan Min heard from Qin Jiu's words that Qin Jiu intended to help him, and was naturally overjoyed. Qin Jiu smiled and nodded, and left Yan Min's wooden shed.
Yan Yu¡¯s wooden shed was so easy to find that Qin Jiu found it quickly. Just because Yan Yu's four beauties were standing outside the shed, all dressed in green, and they were very eye-catching. The curtain in front of the wooden shed was hanging down at this time. Su Wanxiang must have finished playing, and Yan Yu felt that there was nothing to watch next!
Qin Jiu stood in front of the door with Huang Mao in her arms. Durian hurriedly stepped forward and said, "My ninth master wants to see King Yan. Please inform my four sisters."
Diaochan glanced at Durian, covered her mouth and smiled: "Sister? Who is your sister? Yuhuan, when did we have such a silly brother? Why didn't I know."
Yuhuan smiled softly and said, "I don't remember having such a brother either."
Xi Shi said coldly: "My prince is not free today, Master Jiu should come back another day."
Zhaojun frowned and said calmly: "I think Master Qin has something to do with the prince. Diao Chan, you'd better go and report it."
It seems that Zhaojun is the leader of the four maids. When Diao Chan heard this, she made a face at Durian, opened the curtain and went in to report. After a while, Diao Chan walked out, her eyebrows furrowed tightly, and she said coldly: "My prince has invited you, but only Master Jiu is invited in."
Hearing this, Loquat frowned and looked at Qin Jiu with some worry. Qin Jiu smiled and said, "Nothing, don't worry."
Qin Jiu opened the beautiful curtain hanging on the wooden shed door, and there was actually a thick cotton curtain inside.
Qin Jiu then opened the heavy cotton curtain and saw a large area of ??blooming peonies.
In the dimly lit wooden shed, it blooms quietly, like a gorgeous tapestry.
Scarlet, wild rice, yellow, dark green, bright purple, green, light pink. Different colors, layered petals, overlap and complement each other, blooming on the table, carpet, couch, Yan Yu's arms, Yan Yu's hands, Yan Yu's lips
Qin Jiu finally saw Yan Yu from the sea of ??flowers.
He was actually lying on his side on a thick hand-woven felt blanket in the middle of the wooden shed, holding a pot of "green incense balls" in his arms and a pot of "green dragon lying ink pool" in his hand, wiping the side of his face. There is a pot of "luminous white".
A white jade hairpin fell sideways on his slightly open collar, and his long hair was scattered on his shoulders, being picked up by the wind brought in by Qin Jiu, but he was completely unaware of it.
Peonies are beautiful, but what is more beautiful than flowers are people.
The man was lying there on his side. When Qin Jiu came in, he didn't even raise his eyelashes. He just stared at the luminous white plant in front of him. His eyes were very affectionate, as if he was looking at the woman he loved most.
The luminous white flower blooms in the sea of ??colorful flowers, looking particularly noble and lonely.
Yan Yu held a snow-white cloud porcelain cup diagonally in his hand, filled with bright red wine. His eyelashes were lowered, and the expression in his eyes could not be seen clearly. But the decadence and loneliness radiating from his whole body were so obvious that Qin Jiu couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.
The inside of this wooden shed is much warmer than Yan Min's, obviously to keep these pots of peonies warm. In every corner of the shed, there are charcoal pots with fine charcoal crackling and burning.
Qin Jiu instinctively wanted to stay away from the brazier, but in this small shed, the man lying in the middle and the flowers occupied the entire space, and Qin Jiu was unable to move for a while.
"Your Majesty is really leisurely." Qin Jiu said slowly.
Yan Yu glanced at her lazily, raised the Yun porcelain cup in his hand, took a sip of wine, lowered his head and poured it into the flower pot.
Qin Jiu was slightly surprised, Yan Yu actually used wine to water the flowers? !
How can the flower bear it?
She took two more steps forward, and from the faint aroma of wine filling the air, she recognized that the wine Yan Yu was drinking was "Acacia", made from red beans. It is said that the stronger the lovesickness is, the stronger the wine will be. Qin Jiu once drank it and was drunk for a long time. In fact, even if it is not strong alcohol, it cannot be used to water flowers.
"Your Majesty is really considerate of these peonies, but if you pour them with lovesickness, I'm afraid they won't be able to bear it!" Qin Jiu said leisurely.
Yan Yu glanced lazily at Qin Jiu, raised his lips and smiled, and said, "Why did Master Jiu come to see me? Could it be that he misses me?" He was teasing, but his men kept pouring wine. Drinking wine and watering flowers.
His tone is evil, his smile is lazy, his eyes are charming, and his words are shameless.
Qin Jiu completely doubted that the decadent and lonely man he saw just now was just his own illusion. It was definitely an illusion.
Qin Jiu slowly moved her steps and walked inside with aHe sat down on the red couch and said with great affection: "Yes, since the last time we said goodbye, I have started to miss the prince. I can't help but come over to see the prince." To deal with Yan Yu's shameless behavior People are more shameless than him. Qin Jiu only regrets that she didn't understand this truth before.
Yan Yu sat up cross-legged from the felt blanket, with an uninhibited smile on his lips. He raised his hand to lift the wine jug from the table, but this time he did not pour it into the wine glass, but poured it directly from the wine jug into the flower pot. Luminous white, green fragrant ball, Gejin, Yao Huang finally arrived at the number one red plant in Qin Jiu's arms.
Qin Jiu could almost see that these flowers were withering at a speed visible to the naked eye. She really didn't understand why Yan Yu used wine to water the flowers. This was undoubtedly watering the flowers with poison.
"My lord, why is this? Peonies will wither if you pour wine on them." Qin Jiu asked with a smile while holding the champion red.
"If you can't make a beautiful woman smile, what's the use of having them?" Yan Yu said lazily, the evil and uninhibited smile on his lips became even brighter, but in his narrow and cold eyes, a cold light flashed like a blade.
"However, if Master Jiu likes it, I can keep this pot of Zhuangyuanhong for Master Jiu." Yan Yu glanced sideways at Qin Jiu and said affectionately, "Master Jiu, you are so beautiful, even more beautiful than this pot of flowers, this pot of flowers Zhuangyuan Hong matches Master Jiu very well."
"If it was Qin Jiu in the past, in order to keep this pot of champion red, she would probably keep this pot of flowers, but now she will not!
Qin Jiu held the fiery red peonies in full bloom, smiled sweetly, and said affectionately: "I never like flowers and plants. Your Majesty doesn't have to stay for me. Your Majesty treats me so well. In fact, I am the one who is you." The most beautiful one, this blue dragon lying in the ink pond is not even a ten thousandth of the elegance of the prince."
The voices of the two people were neither loud nor quiet, and they happened to be heard outside the wooden shed.
Durian blushed when he heard this.
Yan Yu squinted at Qin Jiu, his thin lips forming a perfect and carved smile.
Qin Jiu felt a little cold.
I don¡¯t know how much money, effort and time it will take to collect these peonies and then raise them in a greenhouse. Now, Yan Yu doesn't want it anymore, but he is really willing to give it up. Once you don't like it, destroy it immediately. But, was he really angry at these peonies because Su Wanxiang didn't accept them?
Qin Jiu watched helplessly as Yan Yu raised his hand and poured all the remaining wine in the jug into the basin of Zhuangyuanhong in her arms. Finally, Yan Yu shook the jug, and when he could no longer pour out a drop of wine, he picked up the jug and threw it out.
The wine pot drew an arc in the air and was thrown into the brazier in the corner of the room. The fine white porcelain wine pot shattered into pieces with a clang in the brazier. Debris and bits of charcoal flew away, and sparks splashed onto Qin Jiu's sleeves hanging down like clouds. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com