Sick King and Concubine

Chapter 36 Gentleness
Jiang Li felt pity in her heart, gently wiped the snow powder off her face, and then walked towards the boat.

Jiang Li paused outside, then lightly stepped onto the small boat, and asked standing outside, "I wonder what your highness Ninth Prince is doing?"

There was no answer from inside, Jiang Li was puzzled for a moment, and then stretched out his hand to open the curtain, but just as he stretched out his hand to the curtain, the boat swayed slightly for no reason, Jiang Li tilted his body, and before he could react, he was caught by a Holding Wen Liang Nuan Nuan, his hands were pulled into the curtain.

Jiang Li's heart skipped a beat.

Through the curtain, her hands were warmed, and the calloused fingertips were gently resting on the back of her hands. The cabin was warm, and her slightly cold hands gradually warmed inside, but the lightly holding hands Her own hand made her feel hot, she could almost describe the outline of that finger, it was as thin as a plum branch, and every stroke was powerful.

When the cold wind blows, the petals of plum blossoms on the bank of the river flutter one after another, with a strong fragrance, they float up in the silent river water, and then float into the distance in a small circle.

It seems that there is no sound, only the heart is beating.

Jiang Li turned his eyes away, and was about to open his mouth to take back his hand, but unexpectedly, he let go of his hand lightly, and then, a jade flute protruded from the curtain, and gently lifted the curtain.

Jiang Li turned her eyes to him, her breath stopped suddenly, as if all the lights dimmed instantly, only that face floated up, then sank, and imprinted fiercely.

The lonely epiphyllum on the altar, the nine-fold sand in purgatory.

Clothes as deep as snow, black as ink, all the scenery in this world, as if facing the rising sun and bright moon, lost their brilliance in an instant.

The elegant figure is like a lonely mountain peak in the sky in the solitary lamp. With a flick of the sleeves, it seems to spread the breeze and bright moon.It seems as if seeing a touch of green color at the end of the barren years, it fills the heart and eyes, the brows are as bright as the bright moon, and the movements are like clouds and high mountains, which is hard to see.

At this moment, it seemed that the world was silent.

The thin lips are slightly reminiscent of lonely flowers on the mountain, but which flower color can match such a gorgeous color, or which flower can resist this vastness and heroic spirit, that kind of demeanor that looks down on the world, I am afraid that all the flowers in this world Comparisons are vulgar.

He drew back his long eyebrows, his gentle eyes were smiling, and the starlight fell deep into the sky.

A deep and elegant voice sounded, as if following the sparkling waves, flowing gracefully to the end of the world.

"Xue Leng, don't hurt yourself."

His words couldn't be more ordinary, as if old friends from afar reunited after years, they are strangers to each other.

An inexplicable feeling arose in Jiang Li's heart, the feeling of stunning face made her heart tremble, but his simple words instantly shortened the distance that was as far away as clouds and mountains.

Jiang Li smiled slightly, suppressing the inexplicable heartbeat, and then stepped in.

The curtain fell, and a blue light shone brightly, warming the whole body.

There is nothing else in the boat, a small table, a glass of wine and fresh fruit, which is very precious in this season.A branch of plum blossom is inserted on the boat canopy, ready to bloom.

Jiang Li took a look and sat down opposite him. The soft cushion was covered with fox fur, which was soft and warm.

She had just sat down when Chu Yu stretched out his hand, took a glass of warm wine, and handed it to her with a smile: "Warm your body."

Jiang Li looked at his fingers with well-defined phalanges lining the black porcelain, and couldn't tell how elegant and romantic he was.

Jiang Li almost didn't dare to look at it, and couldn't even say the words of rejection, so he could only reach out and take it, nodding his head and saying, "Thank you."

Chu Yu just smiled, watched her drink slowly, and said, "Sorry, I woke you up in the middle of the night."

Jiang Li put down the black porcelain cup in his hand and said, "It's nothing."

Chu Yu lowered his head, slowly and gracefully picked up a black porcelain cup on the small table, and while holding the blue and white teapot next to it, poured it in, and said, "I have been inconvenient due to physical reasons these days. I want to take this opportunity to have a look with you. This is the three needle rain flower tea, you can try it."

When he spoke, his thin lips drew beautiful lines, and his long eyebrows stretched, like a fresh cursive handwriting, but because of the feather-like long eyelashes, there was a heart-warming tenderness.

Jiang Li was thinking, if such a man didn't live in seclusion, how could he let the light fall on the firefly?
Looking at the cool tea, Jiang Li was slightly surprised. It is said that these three needles of Yuhua tea can only be obtained once or twice in ten years, but they are something that can be encountered but not sought after.Even the water used to make tea should be very particular, otherwise the taste of the tea will be messed up.Legend has it that this tea must be made of rainwater during the Qingming Festival, dew from Lixia, frost dew from frost, and snow water from the cold weather, and only one cup can be obtained by brewing the wine by the hands of famous masters.

Jiang Li loves tea very much. Seeing this kind of exquisite tea is naturally itchy. She stretched out her hand to take it, feeling uneasy. He took a sip, stayed for a while, and continued to drink.

The rich tea fragrance flows between the lips and tongue, and the taste gradually becomes stronger, like ice and snow flowing in summer, warm wind passing through cold winter, it is wonderful.

Jiang Li couldn't help but asked, "Where is this master tea maker? Can I see him?"

Chu Yu stopped holding the teacup, and looked at it with a pair of eyes smiling.

Jiang Li was soaked by that gaze, couldn't help but look away, but just turned away, but suddenly turned back, surprised in his heart: "It's Your Highness?"

Chu Yu smiled slightly, and said, "Beginner, my skills are superficial, I hope it's not too bad."

Jiang Li sighed: "If your highness's skills are considered shallow, then there will be no masters."

Jiang Li knew that the tea had just been brewed when she entered it, so she calculated the time of her arrival so that she could speak properly when she was drinking, so she guessed that the person who made the tea must be on the boat, maybe at the stern.But she never thought that the person who made the tea was actually the man in front of her.

Chu Yu seemed to say something trivial, and said, "I don't like excitement, so I chose such a remote place. If you like, we can drive a carriage to the street."

Jiang Li shook his head and said, "No, this is fine."

Chu Yu didn't speak, stood up slightly, stretched out his hand and pulled a bamboo strip off the boat canopy next to him, then pushed it, and the boat canopy opened a small window.Chu Yu turned his body slightly, helped the grackle to block the cold wind blowing outside, and said, "This river is called the Yingyue River. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone will crowd to these two sides to look at the moon, although there is no moonlight in winter. , but the reflection of the lantern should also be interesting."

Jiang Li looked along the small window, only to realize that the boat had started to paddle at some point, and the shallow tail lines were parted, and it was rippling far away.The snow powder is sprinkled in fine pieces, and when it falls into the water, it will become one.

(End of this chapter)