Chapter 925 He Proton, Don't Blacken 15

He is colder than snow.

He is more beautiful than Hongmei.

He is himself, a man who lost his mind after just one glance, lost his mind.

Hua Yong's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he bent down: "Your Highness."

Bi Lanting came back to her senses.

Her originally wanton posture suddenly became embarrassing.

"Mr. Lin'an... You don't need to be polite, Mr. Lin'an." She said in a coy way.

Hua Yong showed a hint of a smile: "Is Your Royal Highness also here to appreciate the plum blossoms?"

Plum blossom appreciation?

Bi Lanting quickly raised her eyes to look at the person in front of her, and then at the few red branches above his head, as if she immediately appreciated the beauty of the red plums.

Sure enough, they still stay on this branch, so they look more gorgeous and strong, right?

Bi Lanting nodded: "Yes, yes."

However, God is obviously not on her side.

As soon as she finished speaking, the palace servant who was instructed by her to change the crystal bottle rushed over holding the vase.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, how do you look at the crystal vase? It should look really good with red plums."

Bi Lanting: "..."

Her face is a little hot.

Just now I said that I came to admire the plum blossoms, but in a blink of an eye, I brought a vase and wanted to destroy the flowers with my hands.

She was ashamed of herself.

Bi Lanting lowered her head and didn't know what to say, but felt that Lord Lin'an's eyes were on her.

She became more and more nervous.

A chuckle sounded overhead.

"It turns out that Her Royal Highness is here to pick some red plums?"

Bi Lanting quickly raised her head, just about to say that she doesn't want it now, when she heard Hua Yong say: "It's snowy here, let Lin'an do it for me."

The words of refusal hovered between his lips and teeth, and he could no longer utter them.

She looked up and watched him reach out to reach a flower in front of him.

Because of this movement, the sleeves slipped off, revealing a thin and strong forearm.

Skin like white jade, covered with black plum branches, dazzled her for a moment.

When Bi Lanting regained consciousness, Hua Yong was already walking towards her with several red plums in his arms.

"Your Highness, your Hongmei." He held out his hand.

The faint and cold fragrance rushed towards Bi Lanting following his movements.

Watching the slender hand hand over the red plum, sniffing the faint fragrance of plum.

Only one sentence flashed through Bi Lanting's mind:

There are bandits and gentlemen who are as jade as jade.

The branches are folded by plain hands, and the sleeves are filled with dark fragrance.

...

When Hua Yong returned to Jianjia Palace, Ah Zhao was already in the palace.

Seeing him coming back, Ah Zhao greeted him.

A heater was stuffed in Hua Yong's hand.

"I heard from the palace that you went to the Plum Garden? In such a cold day, you should wear an extra cloak."

Ah Zhao touched Hua Yong's hand, seeing that it wasn't very cold, he was relieved.

Hua Yong froze for a moment.

He put down the hand stove, took off his cloak, walked into the inner room, washed his hands carefully, and then walked out.

Ah Zhao was surprised: "Why did you wash your hands on purpose?"

Hua Yong said softly: "I accidentally got my hands dirty."

Ah Zhao didn't care either, and dragged him to chat about family affairs.

Hua Yong suddenly asked: "Your Majesty, I have been in Suzaku for two years, and my mother has only one child under her knees, can you let me..."

He paused for a while, then stopped talking suddenly, and only looked at A Zhao.

She understood what he meant.

Ah Zhao really understood.

He wants to go back to Daxia.

But……

Ah Zhao frowned, according to the plot, it was the time of civil strife in Daxia.

He was an abandoned son who was exiled back then, and now he has become the servant of the Suzaku Empress. If he went back suddenly, he might not be welcomed.