concubine, you cant do

Chapter 454 Sudden Attack (3)
Zongzi Shu didn't expect that, as soon as he retreated, he was about to fall. Chu Yuran grabbed Zongzi Shu into his arms, and put his hand on his shoulder, "Why are you so scared?" His voice was low and charming With a touch of pet.

Hua Qianyao looked at the eldest son Shu in Chu Yuran's arms, and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell. He saw that Chu Yuran was just pretending, but he didn't understand what role this eldest son Shu could have. so dyed.

Turning his head to look at Murong Chengrui and Leng Yannuo again, Murong Chengrui was admiring the scenery, as if Mu hadn't seen it just now, Leng Yannuo's eyes seemed to flicker, but didn't flicker, his face was clear, "Emperor Shun Ms. Zishu and Zishu are developing really fast." Since it is so fast, do you want to help him.

Leng Yannuo glanced at Murong Shengrui without a trace, just in time to receive his smile, and knew it in his heart.

"Ah, this flower has no flowers but only stems." Yue Liunian's astonishment attracted everyone's attention, and everyone's eyes were on the bald stem at the corner of the path. Indeed, if it was normal, I wouldn't care, but it is so fragrant. Shooting, the only place where the decline is unique is a bit strange and eye-catching.

"This is a pansy flower. It doesn't just have a stem, but the flowers it blooms are rare." At this time, Ni Yue really looked like a person leading everyone to enjoy the scenery.

"Butterfly? Isn't it well-growthed and it may bloom all year round? The climate here is warm and spring-like, how can you be so bald?" The woman feels pity for the flower the most, and she feels strange in her heart. And distressed.

"Princess Yue doesn't know something. This is not an ordinary butterfly flower. It can be said to be a treasure in the southern country." Zong Zishu seemed to have forgotten that Yue Liunian had ridiculed her earlier, and his voice was as windy as he took a step forward. A flower blooms. A hundred years ago, there was a legend that has been handed down to this day. There were two men and women who loved each other. They fled here because of family disapproval. At that time, the man was seriously injured and was unable to run anymore. The pursuers were getting closer and closer, so I had to pray to the sky. At that time, there was a butterfly flower blooming softly next to it. It was a strange flower that bloomed only ten years ago. The woman didn't notice it. There is only one sentence around: I love you like a flower, never change for a long time, my body turns into a flower, I wish to stay with each other, change in troubled times, but my heart remains unchanged." The eldest son Shu spoke softly, explaining a lingering and tragic love story.

"It turns out that the man turned into a flower, what about the woman?" Yue Liunian was very curious. Apart from being curious, the hostility towards Zongzi Shu also faded a lot.

"Later, there is no later. This is just a legend. I don't know whether it is true or not. There are many versions of the ending. Some say that the woman died in the butterfly lace and turned into a flower. Some say that the woman went far away to fulfill the man's wish. Some said that the woman died. Turning into spring mud, guarding the man forever..." Zong Zishu seemed to think of himself while speaking, his face was a little worried but he said, "But then I said, in the future, no matter how big the danger is, two people who love each other As long as you can see the butterfly flowers bloom, you will have the best blessing in the world." At this moment, Zong Zishu revealed a smile on his face.

Leng Yannuo took a closer look at the butterfly flower, and smiled slightly, "It only blooms in ten years, it's really rare, the flower language of the butterfly flower is..."

"Flower language? Sister Princess Li, do you know what it is?" Yue Liunian stood in front of Leng Yannuo.

Leng Yannuo smiled and glanced at Yue Liunian, no matter how noble she was, she was still a childlike little girl.

"Well, I'll tell you what I see when it blooms in ten years." The cold words stopped, dragging Murong Shengrui forward.

"Blooming in ten years, when will we have to wait?" Yue Liunian glanced at the bald pole again, and the young man muttered and followed the footsteps of the crowd.

Ni Yue, who was walking at the end, glanced at the crowd, and then at the iris flower, ten years, it seems not too long.

"The flower language you said is three words." Murong Chengrui gently scratched Leng Yannuo's palm and smiled.

Leng Yannuo stopped in her tracks and looked at Murong Shengrui, "Husband, keep a low profile, I won't think you're stupid." Her tone was coquettish, slightly complaining with indescribable tenderness.

But Murong Shengrui's eyes froze, his hands continued to scratch, and his lips were close to Leng Yannuo's ear, "What did you just shout, shout again."

"What did I just yell, why don't I know." Leng Yannuo finished his words, tilted his head, and walked forward, it was rare to come to enjoy the beautiful scenery, she didn't want to be scratched by Murong Shengrui a few times, and blushed .

"Show affection, but be jealous." Beside the two, Hua Qianyao floated away like a ghost.

The three of them walked all the way, and it suddenly became clear that there was a temple in front of them.

The legend of love lies in the temple, which is a bit strange, Leng Yannuo thought about it, and then thought of a purpose for today, and said to Chu Yuran, "Shouldn't Emperor Shun be a little guilty for holding someone who doesn't belong to him?" .”

"I thought you cared about the person who was close to Li Wang and forgot to protect you from life to death." Chu Yuran's voice was low and shallow, and the sound transmission was also secretive.

"Shen Nan is really useless in your hands, why should you do that?"

"If Li Wang knows that you are whispering to me through audio transmission, I wonder if he will be jealous." Chu Yuran's tone was full of jokes.

"At least I know that Shen Nan is still alive, and you might not let him die for some purpose of yours." After the words were finished, the cold words and promises ceased to be heard.

Chu Yuran moved his shoulders helplessly, and continued to talk softly to his eldest son Shu Wen.

Zong Zishu's original guard against Chu Yuran was also relaxed with Chu Yuran's tenderness and tenderness. At first, she thought that Chu Yuran was using her to demonstrate against Leng Yannuo. Nuo Youqing is not a secret, she can find out more or less, but step by step, she can be regarded as observing people, but she did not find a trace of jealousy in his eyes.

It's just that she didn't understand why Chu Yuran treated her so well since he had no purpose.

Leng Yannuo tilted his head just in time to see Zong Zishu's complexion and mood in his eyes, and just smiled slightly without saying a word.

"What's the matter?" Murong Shengrui's voice was always as gentle as jade, slowly and pleasantly.

"Maybe something good is about to happen." Leng Yannuo replied softly.

Meanwhile, everyone has already stepped into the temple.

It is no different from ordinary temples. The Buddha Vatican hangs, the high-seat Buddha body, the sandalwood is lingering, and the Buddha's sound is purified.

It seems that this Shenquan Mountain is a great scenic spot, and there are indeed some special features, except for the pansies. Looking at this place, from a distance, the sun is shining, and it seems that there are clouds and mist floating around. The sun circles and faints. A trace of halo.

Leng Yannuo let go of Murong Shengrui's hand, walked forward, and carefully scanned the entire Buddhist hall.

The Buddhist hall was clean, only a young novice was adding sesame oil. When he saw Leng Yannuo and others walking in, he knew that he was an extraordinary person. He bowed slightly, "All benefactors are polite, I'll call the presiding officer right now."

(End of this chapter)