Scholar's Sweetheart

This matter was soon forgotten by wennuan. She didn't care about the twins being called to warn by Lu Yunkai. Anyway, her father would not harm them.

Soon after the Lantern Festival, February comes. Just after the February meeting, the peach blossoms on Yunshan mountain outside the city are blooming. The peach blossoms are gorgeous all over the mountains. The noble women in the city make an appointment to see the peach blossoms in twos and threes.

Yunshan is not far from the capital. It's forty miles away from the city. There is a temple in front of Yunshan mountain, which is called Yunshan temple.

They arrived at the foot of the mountain in front of Yunshan mountain by carriage. At the foot of the mountain, the carriage couldn't go up any more. They could only walk along the stone steps or take a sliding rod.

However, it's not far from the foot of the mountain to Yunshan temple. Walking along the stone steps laid by craftsmen, you can reach Yunshan Temple halfway up the mountain. Yunshan temple is hidden under a towering ancient wood. It's full of pines and cypresses. It's quiet and solemn. You can see the magnificent temple after passing through songbailin. It's solemn and solemn, which makes you dare not be presumptuous.

Around Yunshan temple, you can go to the peach blossom forest in the back mountain, or you can take a carriage directly to the back mountain. However, it takes two hours to make the detour, so everyone would rather go through Yunshan temple in the front mountain and then go to the back mountain to see the peach blossom.

Wennuan and Miss Jiang went into the temple. First they went to the main hall to pray for peace, and then they went to the back mountain to see the peach blossom in February. The incense in Yunshan temple is very popular. There are many eminent monks in the temple preaching under the bodhi tree. But Lu's only mother Lu often reads and copies scriptures. The rest of the people don't understand them. Therefore, wennuan doesn't know the Scriptures. They just worship in the Buddhist hall, and then they go directly around the temple to Houshan.

After going out from the back gate of Yunshan temple, you can see a valley. The terrain of the valley is relatively gentle compared with that of the front mountain. The whole valley is full of peach blossoms. The peach blossoms all over the mountains are blooming. They are white and gorgeous.

There are a lot of pilgrims on the plank plank road in the valley. In addition, just after the exam, there are countless scholars who went to visit outside the city. They made an appointment to recite poems. "Taohua nunnery in Taohua nunnery, Taohua fairy in Taohua nunnery, Taohua fairy planting peach blossoms, picking peach blossoms for wine money..."

"Wow, that's a great poem." Some girls were very supportive.

Wennuan doesn't like this kind of scene. She climbs up the mountain along the mountain path. All the way, there are colorful flowers, which are spread on the blue stone steps. The spring breeze is rolling, and the pink peach petals are flying all over the sky, soaking the whole depression.

"Every year I look at the same peach blossom forest, but why do I always look at it?" Miss Xie was breathless, but she refused to admit defeat. She wanted to continue to climb to the top of the mountain, and wanted to see the visual experience of the small mountains.

"I think I like it in my heart." Said Miss Jiang in a low voice.

"But I also like it." Xie's family leans on the wooden fence by the side of the road. "It's just that the mountain road is really hard to climb. If you don't have to walk, it's good."

"Sister Xie, it's meaningful to go up the mountain by yourself." Warm is not tired, just feel that this peach blossom forest is not as beautiful as peach blossom village, peach blossom village is covered with mountains and fields of peach blossom, there are winding streams in the forest, and the sound of reading in private school, just like a paradise in the world.

There are only peach blossoms and countless passers-by.

"Ah Nuan looks weaker than me, but why is he not tired at all?" Miss Xie was a little angry, "I know I often ride around."

With a smile, wennuan replied, "it must be sister Xie who doesn't walk as much as I do."

Miss Xie said, "it's impossible. I always walk for three quarters of an hour every day."

Wen Nuan chuckled: "I'll walk two quarters more than Xie's sister."

"Seriously?" Miss Xie looked at wennuan incredulously, "then I'll increase my time another day."

"Well, sister Xie will have caught up with me." Warm smile, sincere, not adulterated with a little fake.

The maid on one side thought to herself: our young lady has to run dozens of laps in the yard before dawn every day. After running, she has to practice martial arts. It will take about an hour and a half to finish all these. After that, she will have breakfast, study or do other homework. If Miss Xie really wants to catch up with her own, let's start with running.

Wennuan looked at the tired Miss Xie and others, then looked at the direction of the top of the mountain, vaguely visible cliffs, vast clouds, heart fretting: "sister Jiang, sister Xie, if you are tired, you will rest here, I climb up first."

"Good." Miss Jiang knew that Nuan Nuan was good at Kung Fu. It was nothing to climb the steep stone steps, so she asked her to go up first and said she would catch up later.

Wennuan climbed up the mountain first, and then climbed up the blue stone steps. After walking for about half an hour, the sky began to rain slightly.

"It's raining, miss." The maid pointed to the pavilion in front of her and said, "Miss, let's go to the pavilion to take shelter from the rain first."

"Good." Wennuan walked towards the pavilion. When she walked into the pavilion, she found that there was a young man in white standing in the pavilion. She didn't see anyone along the way. She thought she was the only one climbing up the mountain.

"Excuse me, young master. It's raining because of the bad weather. My young lady wants to take shelter here." After the maid enters the pavilion, she says to the man standing with her back to the man.

The man turned slowly, "nothing."

Warm toward the man slightly took clothes, etiquette rules impeccable, quite everyone's wind, "thank you, young master."

The man's voice is indifferent, showing alienation, "no need."

When she heard the man's voice, she felt very special. After a moment's hesitation, she raised her head. When she saw the man's face clearly, she was stunned.

The man's eyebrows and eyes are delicate and alienated, his straight nose and pale pink lips are full of the feeling of nobility and alienation.

He is a beautiful man.

Nuan Nuan thought in her heart: the son of relegated immortal is just like this.

However, warm heart just think about it, did not do any impolite action, quietly standing on the other side of the pavilion, waiting for the rain to stop.

Spring breeze blowing, drizzle like silk, pavilion inside and outside are two different worlds.

Wennuan gently stroked the hair around her ears, and gently looked at the hazy rain and fog outside the pavilion, as if she were in the clouds, which is probably the case in Jiangnan.

The man looked at the beauty of the warm, eyes with a little examination and curiosity, if not remember the woman's appearance, he might think that the woman at the moment and the woman in the back lane of the teahouse that day are not the same person, so many faces, which side is really her?

Aware of the man's line of sight, wennuan turned his head to look at the man. His eyes were clear and bright: "childe, are there flowers on my face?"

Man a Zheng, in the heart emerges a word: beautiful as a flower?