Travel through another world, take space to cultivate immortals and raise cubs

Chapter 107 Peach Blossom Courtyard
Ye Ningyan glanced at Han Qinghao, but didn't want to talk to him.

Han Qinghao only thought that Ye Ningyan had been hit by what she said.

After a few clicks of tut, she followed Ye Ningyan, her eyes filled with: So you are such a person?
"Aren't you afraid that your family will be angry with you?" Han Qinghao still couldn't help asking.

Ye Ningyan really wanted to kick this person away.

That's what I thought.

"Shen Ye! You've become angry from embarrassment" Han Qinghao was still so happy after being kicked, and shouted at Ye Ningyan.

Pointing at Ye Ningyan and laughing non-stop, this guy is actually afraid of his wife.

"Daddy, what does it mean to become angry from embarrassment?" Shen Le'an frowned, and looked at his mother puzzled.

"Let me explain to you that when you become angry from embarrassment, you do something wrong. People who feel ashamed and get angry after being told about it are people like your father." Han Qinghao explained quickly.

Shen Le'an nodded half-understood, and then looked at his mother, did Uncle Han say anything about her mother?

Ye Ningyan "..."

Is she angry?

She obviously thought he was too noisy.

Just when Han Qinghao wanted to ask Shen Le'an if Ye Ningyan was strict with his wife at home, they arrived at Taolin.

Several people were overwhelmed by the scene of peach blossoms falling in the snow.

Even Han Qinghao temporarily shut up.

"Daddy's place is so beautiful." Walking on the thick snow layer, he made a clicking sound.

The eyes are all peach blossoms.

Pink and tender.

There is a faint fragrance in the snow.

Among the few people, only the wild rabbit didn't catch a cold. He lazily opened his eyelids and took a look, then closed them again.

"Xueyin Peach Blossom Forest, the fragrance is everywhere." Han Qinghao couldn't help but exclaimed, "It's beautiful! It's so beautiful."

Listening to Han Qinghao's poems, Shen Le'an's eyes lit up, and he held back for a while but couldn't find any words to describe the beautiful scenery, so he could only look at his mother.

"The trees are full of tenderness and redness, and the dandelion of thousands of branches is shining brightly in the spring. Why should they be knotted for thousands of years, and will show the world's nature?" Ye Ningyan smiled and found such a poem from her mind.

It's quite fitting.

"Good poetry!" Han Qinghao didn't expect that Ye Ningyan could compose poetry so well.

His appreciation for Ye Ningyan has reached another level.

Seeing Shen Le'an's expression of thirst for knowledge, Ye Ningyan explained without waiting for him to ask.

Han Qinghao who was on the side also listened clearly.

The few people kept walking towards the depths of the peach blossom forest, and occasionally met daughters who came to see the scenery in twos and threes, and also met couples who secretly had a tryst.

Until you come across a small courtyard.

"Daddy has a family here." Shen Le'an likes this courtyard very much, because it is surrounded by peach blossoms. Living here should be beautiful.

"I didn't hear there were people here, I'll knock on the door." Han Qinghao was also very interested in this family.

Dong dong dong

"Is anyone there?" Han Qinghao knocked a few times, but when there was no movement, he called out.

squeak~
The door was unlocked, and Han Qinghao accidentally pushed it open.

Seeing an old man lying in the snow under the peach tree, Han Qinghao pushed the door open and walked quickly to the old man.

Reach out to check the old man's breath.

"Peach blossom wine made from peach blossoms, sand people sleep in the desert." Suddenly the old man moved, and after finishing speaking, he picked up the flagon beside him and drank it all in one gulp.

During this period, I didn't even open my eyelids.

Frightened, Han Qinghao staggered back.

Is the old man awake or not?
Ye Ningyan walked in with Shen Le'an, looking at the old man's face and frowning slightly.

Sure enough, as she expected, the old man kept vomiting blood in the next second.

Han Qinghao jumped long subconsciously, and came to Ye Ningyan's side, "He...he drank poisoned wine??"

Ye Ningyan shook her head, thinking not.

He stepped forward and reached out to feel the pulse of the old man.

"Blazing Sand Flame" Ye Ningyan spit out a few words uncertainly.

(End of this chapter)