Moss marks on the upper steps green

Grass color enters the curtain green

The sky is blue in March, and there is rain and fog in the sky.

The clear water droplets fell on the ground of the bluestone slabs along the black eaves, and along the vicissitudes of the stone slabs, they gathered into thin streams of water slowly washed over the stone slabs, taking away the pear petals floating on the ground.

A plain white hand passed through the thin raindrops, and the slender white fingers quietly spread out. Soon, a few scattered pear petals and rain dew lay in her palms together, exuding a faint and cold fragrance.

"Madam, spring is cold and you are in poor health. Don't get caught in the cold." The maid in red stood beside the carved shells behind the woman and cooked tea while whispering.

The slim woman sitting on the small couch by the window was wearing a lilac-colored trouser skirt, and Gross was embroidered with wisteria flowers on her white shirt. Her long black hair was not tied with a bun. She was braided with thin pearl chains and was hanging behind her head.

Hearing the maid's voice, she turned around, her eyes as black as water, her eyebrows were gentle and pretty, and her lips were soft, but she looked like she was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Hongshe, the spring rain is just right. I want to collect some pear blossoms to make pear blossom cakes. Such rain will make pear blossoms clean and have good color, which is the most suitable."

When the maid in red heard this, she looked at the blue sky and the misty rain, and hesitated for a while: "But..."

"My husband likes to send pear blossom cake to Longjing the most." Chu Yu muttered at the pear blossom in his hand.

She raised her big eyes and looked at the maid in red with a smile: "Hongsweet, I will pick up a little, so I won't pour it on my own."

The maid in red was seen by her big eyes and pushed her back and refused, so she had to say, "Just one, will I help my wife hold an umbrella?"

Chu Yu smiled and said, "Okay."

The two walked into the rain, and Chu Yu was carrying a bamboo basket, and in a short while he picked up half of the fragrant pear blossoms.

Chu Yu was about to walk deep into the garden, but Hongxiu stopped.

Chu Yu looked up in confusion: "Hongxiu?"

But Hongxiu looked at the corridor house with a respectful and uneasy look on her face. She looked at Hongxiu's gaze and saw two figures appearing in the corridor.

The man in green was pushed by the man in white sitting in a wheelchair.

Chu Yu was stunned, then laughed: "Third Master."

Hongxiu held an umbrella and accompanied Chu Yu back to the room.

"Third Master..." Hongxiu handed the umbrella to the little maid, lowered her eyes and was about to kneel down.

Chu Yu held her arm and looked at Qin Sheng with a smile: "Hongxiu just went to collect pear blossoms and make some pear blossom cakes at my request. The third master wouldn't punish her for this?"

Qin Sheng, sitting in a wheelchair, was wearing a snow fox fur. His soft fur made his skin look paler and clearer, his eyebrows and eyes are delicate, and his eyes are as quiet as the deep sea.

Hearing this, he coughed lightly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Since you are willing to plead for her, she is naturally fine, but should I have a portion of this pear blossom cake?"

Chu Yu smiled with a basket and said, "That's natural, there are very many things. After all, I still have to rely on your blessings here."

Qin Sheng looked at her faintly, suddenly stretched out his hand, and smiled gently: "Come on."

Chu Yu looked at his simple white jade bone hand, his eyes flashed slightly, but came to his senses but found that Hongxiu and the little maid disappeared quietly at some point.

Even the Jin Yaoren who was pushing the Qin Sheng stood outside the house with his back facing the room.

Chu Yu paused, stepped forward a few steps, put the basket in his hand with a smile, and turned around to sit down on the pear blossom couch next to him.

She poured two cups of tea on her own and put it on the couch table: "Would you like to try this white pear blossom? I made it by myself. Although it is not as timeless as the dragon-jing bird's tongue, it has a unique fragrance, and my husband likes it very much."

Qin Sheng looked at the basket in her hand. The petals were wet and tender, and the watery raindrops fell on the fox fur on her knees. I wonder if she did it on purpose.

A smile flashed in his eyes, he held his body, sat down on the other side of the table, and took a sip of the tea.

It turns out that the aroma of fruit pear blossoms at the entrance is indeed.

Chu Yu looked at him with anticipation: "But it tastes good?"

Qin Sheng looked at her lightly.

Although the gaze was gentle, it was too gentle. It looked like a cloud of cold mist. Chu Yu felt a little furrowed on his back. She raised her eyebrows: "Isn't it good to drink?"

Qin Sheng just restrained his gaze and said warmly: "Feng Xiang is a blessing. In addition to the girl's appearance that has not changed for more than ten years, the Prime Minister also has such a skill of adding fragrance to the red sleeves. When Feng Xiang reads books with a lamp at night, he must not feel sleepy."

Yes, who would have thought that the smart girl in front of me who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, her every frown and smile was like a dew between flowers, without any sense of incongruity. Her real age was already in her thirties.

Upon hearing this, Chu Yu touched his face, glanced at Qin Sheng again, and said with a smile: "San Master is saying that I am an ageless monster, but if you want to say that an ageless demon god, I am afraid that the third master is the only one. Your appearance is still the best in the world."

"The immortal demon god..." Qin Sheng said, pondering: "I just think Miss Chu is praising me."

Chu Yu looked at Qingyun in the sky and suddenly said quietly: "Since the Third Master is a god, whether it is the main god or the partial demon god, he has great magical powers. You might as well tell me, a mortal, that this time, the Japanese pirates in Japan invaded the border, and my husband came to the front line to dispatch it. The war was in full swing, who would win?"

Qin Sheng sipped a sip of tea and said calmly: "Ming Shaochen is not an ordinary person. Now the Khan of the Hanmoore, the Khan of the Lu Fang border city, led his troops to siege the border, and both sides attacked each other. The prime minister and the talented people must be afraid of being able to defend the enemy outside the country."

"Is that true?" Chu Yu absent-mindedly, and used his hand to push the flower basket and sighed softly: "Even if your husband is a talented man, how can there be an insider who is in harmony with the outside world. What's more, this insider is not an ordinary ghost, but a god with all his hands and eyes. Do you think so, Major General of the Sky Eagle?"
Chapter completed!