Chapter 560 (2/2)

He took two steps towards the courtyard, and it was faintly visible that the plum blossom stood proudly in the wind and snow, fearing the cold and frost, was in full bloom.

He didn't find out when plum trees were planted in yunqi courtyard.

Xiao mubai walked towards the deep wall of the courtyard. The plum tree in front of him was very beautiful. The branches of the trunk were winding and circling upward. The crown of the tree was full of branches and thin branches, standing gracefully in the wind and snow.

On the same plum tree, you can see various forms of flowers.

Some are in bud, the pink buds are fresh and lovely, some have just bloomed, showing the posture of waiting for words, some are in full bloom for a long time, and the pink tender petals are popular.

Xiao mubai stood in front of the plum blossom tree and was stunned.

”After the prince returned to Chongqing, the young master ordered me to search for and transplant this plum tree. I still remember that he was in high spirits and excited. He said that you would be very happy when the prince returned to Beijing, boiled wine and enjoyed the snow and plum in the snow.” Li Xinlan didn't know when to walk behind him, with a trace of sob in her tone.

Xiao mubai's chest was stifled for a while, and a string in his heart suddenly trembled.

His throat was a little dry. He pursed his lips, collected his mind, closed his eyes slightly, and then turned to Li Xinlan and said, ”I won't let him have anything. Don't worry.”

Li Xinlan said ”um” and a smile came out on her face, but the smile was bitter and the sound of ”um” was also full of helplessness.

Knowing that persuasion was useless, Xiao mubai reached out to pick off a plum blossom and gently twisted the white and red flowers. The petals were smooth and transparent, carved like amber and Jasper.

He pulled a smile out of the corner of his mouth. Thinking about the impetuous son in early summer, he could bear to plant trees. It was really difficult for him.

Xiao mubai reached out and rubbed the petals and asked softly, ”ah Chu... What else did he say?”

Li Xinlan drooped her eyelids and looked at the petals in his hand. She looked like recalling and sighing: ”the young master said that plum blossom is not a delicate flower. The colder it is, the more the wind bullies the snow, the more delicate it blooms. He said that he fell in love with the flower he hated most in his childhood because of a person.”

Xiao mubai remembered that he had said in early summer that when he was still on the mountain when he was young, the former blue feather cherry was always keen to tie his hair with a plum blossom, which made him leave a shadow and dislike plum blossoms.

”Did he tell you why he didn't like plum blossoms when he was young?” Xiao mubai's cold and hard complexion gradually softened, and his eyes showed a touch of tenderness. Think carefully, he is the boy who fell in love with a kind of flower because of a child.

Li Xinlan shook her head: ”I also joked and asked at that time. The young master was shy and insisted not to say. Instead, he sighed that the flowers the Lord likes are very similar to your temperament.”

Xiao mubai tilted his head slightly and looked suspicious like her.

”What blows it is not the cool wind, but the cold wind. What moistens it is not the cool and sweet dew, but the cold and pressing ice and snow. What shines on it is not the bright sunshine, but a wisp of setting sun in the severe cold. The young master said that the king has had a hard time over the years.” Li Xinlan sighed.

In her opinion, in the early summer, he should have been spoiled in the Marquis house since childhood, but he grew up in the mountains. Now he is a big kid, and there is no trace of the girl's innocence. He has been miserable over the years, but he loves another person.

”It's getting late. Go back and have a rest earlier.” Xiao mubai folded a plum and walked towards the room.

Li Xinlan followed behind him and couldn't see his expression. He didn't leave until he entered the room.

In the corner of Xiao mubai's back, the breath surging in his heart was also disordered, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly.

He inserted the broken plum blossom into the bottle, and the blood in his heart surged wildly, cold and hot. He didn't know whether it was joy or sadness