Feixue Menghua

Chapter 42: The Ancient Purple Cherry Temple in the Imperial Palace (1)
After Meng Hanyan fed Yue Qianmei and drank the medicinal soup, she saw that her complexion had improved a lot, and a smile appeared on her delicate face.

"I'm here to take care of you. You can go eat something, and then walk around in Changge Hall. Just don't leave the range here, so as not to get into trouble."

Mei Hansheng helped Yueqian eyebrows down, after she finished drinking the medicine, she had to take a rest before leaving.

"OK then!"

Meng Hanyan felt Mei Hansheng's kindness, if he wanted to harm them, he wouldn't have to spend so much trouble.

Mei Hansheng sent someone to bring hot meals, Meng Hanyan swallowed, sat down and ate.

Seeing her eating quickly, Mei Hansheng showed a gentle smile.

"Don't worry, eat slowly!"

"Big Brother, I still don't know who you are?"

Meng Hanyan looked at him with the feeling of a big brother next door, which made her gradually let down a little bit of defense.

"My surname is Mei, the plum of Meihua. My name is Hansheng, and my name is Luoxue."

Mei Hansheng said in a gentle manner, the cold plums on the clothes dotted the corners, revealing a bit of pride.

"The wind listens to the plum language, the proud heavenly fragrance. The northern tide is silent, and the southern tide is cold."

Meng Hanyan read a passage, which surprised Mei Hansheng.

"I didn't expect that you are so young, but you have such literary thinking!"

Mei Hansheng seemed to have found a treasure, and looked at Meng Hanyan softly.

"Brother Mei, I'm not too young, okay?"

Meng Hanyan felt that she was underestimated, she clenched her pink fist and said.

"Then how old are you?"

Mei Hansheng looked at her amusedly, she was obviously a little girl, but she refused to admit it.

"I... I don't know either! Anyway, it's not small!"

Looking at her small body and hands, Meng Hanyan felt that she couldn't convince herself with the words she said.

She can't remember things from the past, or even how old she is, which makes her feel powerless.

"Ha ha!"

Mei Hansheng laughed softly, the laughter was very warm and pleasant.

After Meng Hanyan was full, she saw that Yue Qianmei was still sleeping, so she opened the door and walked into the back yard.

After a snowfall, there is still snow in the yard.

There is an ancient plum blossom tree in the backyard, and the faint fragrance can be smelled from a distance.

A tree of red plums blooms in the wind, and the blossoming plum blossoms stand proudly on the branches. The red plums reflect the ice and snow, giving her a strong visual impact.

"What a nice view!"

Meng Hanyan stood under the plum blossom tree in a thin pink dress, reaching out to catch the falling petals.

The corners of her pink lips are slightly raised towards the sides, like a crescent moon, which is extremely charming.

The phoenix longevity lock worn around her neck made a clear and pleasant sound, which shook her soul violently.

"What is calling me?"

She suddenly felt a strong attraction, which made her want to get closer.

"over there!"

She pushed open the door of the backyard and walked through the plum blossom forest.

Only plum blossoms are planted around the Changge Hall, and the undefeated spiritual cherry blossoms are planted in other places.

The Phoenix Longevity Lock was exceptionally hot, emitting a pale golden light, which made her feel excited and anxious.

She reached out and pushed aside the old vines, and found that she seemed to have come to a place rarely visited by people.

The rich aroma of cherry blossoms wafted over, and she looked up, and it turned out to be a large purple cherry blossom tree, with umbrella-like flower branches stretching out from the inside, all the way to the outside of the wall.

(End of this chapter)