Chapter 1,061 Plum Blossom Appreciation

However, Ning Zheyan had already passed by Yi'er and Yu'er.

The eunuchs and maids who were following him all felt that this person was very bold, but when they saw Manager Wu's cautious expression, they knew that this person was a powerful character who could not be easily offended.

"Wait a minute." Yi'er called out to Ning Zheyan.

Ning Zheyan walked for a few steps before slowly stopping. He turned his head and coughed lightly and asked, "What?"

"Did you use plum blossoms to shoot down my snowball just now?" Yi'er asked curiously. The person in front of him didn't look like a person with strong martial arts skills.

And he seemed to be weak, so how could he shoot down his snowball with a plum blossom?

"So can your father." Ning Zheyan said calmly. This is completely controlled by internal strength, not just strength.

"But no one would ever use plum blossoms as a hidden weapon." Yu'er said in a childlike voice. This is the most important thing.

Just like some people use knives and swords as weapons, but basically no one uses flowers as weapons.

"The plum blossom is not my secret weapon. I just threw that plum blossom away." Ning Zheyan said in a low voice, with a hint of coldness and arrogance.

"Brother, what is your hidden weapon?" Yu'er seemed to have a strong interest in Ning Zheyan, and her pair of elegant and pure eyes kept staring at Ning Zheyan's charming face.

If Yu'er were taller, she would have been able to see that Ning Zheyan's jet-black hair was sparsely decorated with plum blossoms of various colors, overlapping with the patches of snowflakes. It was beautiful and breathtaking. .

Ning Zheyan curled her lips and smiled evilly. She raised her slender wrist, and a shining silver needle suddenly appeared on her well-jointed fingers, which gave off a cold light in the white snow.

Yu'er and Yi'er only saw the silver light flashing in Ning Zheyan's hand, but they didn't see clearly what was in Ning Zheyan's hand.

Mu Jin, who was a hundred meters away, was already keenly aware of it, and said to Ning Zheyan in a cold voice: "Ning Zheyan, what are you doing?"

After saying that, Mu Jin, dressed in bright yellow, came to Ning Zheyan gracefully, but the palace people following Mu Jin still stayed a hundred meters away.

"Father..." Yi'er and Yu'er saw Mu Jin coming and ran to Mu Jin.

Mu Jin quickly protected Yi'er and Yu'er behind her. A pair of dark and deep eyes fell on Ning Zheyan, seeming to be very wary.

Ning Zheyan smiled, lowered his head and coughed a few times: "This is the palace, are you still worried about what Zheyan will do to them?"

"Why did you come to see me?" Mu Jin asked coldly, and then ordered the palace officials to take Yu'er and Yi'er away.

Ning Zheyan took a step forward, and her red brocade robe fell on the white snow, as if there were so many brilliant camellias blooming on the snow, so gorgeous.

"After this year, the effect of the Snow Pill has completely disappeared on Zheyan. I'm afraid Zheyan won't be able to see the plum blossoms bloom next year." When Ning Zheyan said this, he coughed several times in a row, each time With a cough, the rosy color on the face will fade away, and then quickly be replaced by paleness. When the cough stops, the rosy color on the face will slowly be replaced by paleness.

It won't be long before paleness will sweep over Ning Zheyan's body again, making his already fair complexion even whiter.

And the red that symbolizes life is decreasing every day.

"That's the only snow pill left in the world." Mu Jin's tone was quite helpless.

The raw materials for making snow pills have disappeared in this world, so no one will be able to make snow pills from now on.

"Zheyan knows that, so Zheyan comes here to say goodbye to you." Ning Zheyan lightly pursed her bright red lips, her voice was sweet and full of charm.

"Farewell?" Mu Jin was a little confused.

"This is the last time Zheyan and you will meet." Ning Zheyan's enchanting red lips raised, and her bright smile was particularly breathtaking against the flying snowflakes.

Mu Jin's elegant eyes narrowed slightly, and a falling snowflake fell just on the thick and long eyelashes, as if forming a thin layer of ice mist in front of her eyes.

"Not necessarily. There may be other ways to treat your disease." Mu Jin pondered for a moment and said a few words of relief.

"There are other methods, but they always treat the symptoms rather than the root cause, and that method is a bit cruel, and Zheyan doesn't want to bother anymore, it's better to die happily." Ning Zheyan's coquettish Danfeng eyes filled with a layer of faintness. sad.

"You definitely came to me not just to say goodbye." Mu Jin admitted that she didn't have much friendship with Ning Zheyan. She went to Mudan Island to look for Xuedan just because of Wei Yuanwei.

Mu Jin knew very well what kind of person Ning Zheyan was. Just like a poisonous flower, the more coquettish and beautiful she looked on the outside, the more poisonous she was inside.

Ning Zheyan raised her lips: "Of all the flowers, Zheyan likes plum blossoms the most. I like her aloofness and her unyieldingness, so Zheyan wants to take a good look at these flowers for the last time in this last year." Plum blossoms, and although the plum garden in the Nanyue Kingdom Palace is not the most beautiful, it has the most complete varieties, so Zheyan wants to live in the palace for a while, and when the plum blossoms fade, Zheyan will leave."

Mu Jin narrowed his eyes, a bit of doubt and vigilance flashing in his eyes.

Ning Zheyan naturally understood Mu Jin's concerns: "Zheyan just wants to appreciate the plum blossoms, without any intention."

"You are good at making poison and you are ruthless. It is very dangerous for you to stay in the palace. Moreover, Meiyuan is deep in the harem. The only one who can enter the harem is me and the eunuch!" Mu Jin didn't care about Ning Zhe. Does Yan really want to see plum blossoms, or is he pretending to want to see plum blossoms?

Anyway, he would not let such a dangerous person stay in the palace.

Although this person will not live long, some people like to struggle to their death the closer they are to the end.

Ning Zheyan stroked his chin with his slender and white hand, and said wickedly: "So, if Zheyan wants to live in Meiyuan, he must castrate himself?"

"This has been the case throughout the ages." Mu Jin looked at Ning Zheyan, leaving absolutely no room for negotiation: "If I let you live in the harem as a man, where would my face be? Where would the Queen's reputation be?"

When Ning Zheyan heard this, she blinked her slender eyelashes, a hint of sadness flashed in her eyes, and finally asked rather sadly: "Can't you just take a look?"

"Mr. Ning, if you really want to appreciate plum blossoms, I can recommend a few places to enjoy plum blossoms." Mu Jin opened her lips and said lightly.

Ning Zheyan was a dying person. Although he sympathized with her, he really had no affection for Ning Zheyan at all.