011: Brandy Boy

Quietly opened the back window, and a strong fragrance of flowers came to the nose. The cinnabar took a deep breath and narrowed its eyes intoxicatedly.

At present, when the sun is about to set, the golden glow is sprinkled all over, making the scenery in front of you dazzlingly beautiful. When I came here before, the cinnabar had already seen a blooming orchid tree not far away. In Wuzhao Kingdom, white orchids are a rare thing. It is said that because of the difference between water and soil, this kind of white orchid is planted in Wuzhao, which has four distinct seasons, and often withered due to the cold. Only in the southernmost place, there are two or three plants, which are regarded as treasures by my father, Wang Chimu. Not only do you find someone to take care of it? Every year when it is in full bloom, you will also take cinnabar and water clouds, as well as civil and military ministers to enjoy the flowers there. At this time, Shuiyun collects a lot of white orchids, some of which are crushed into powder, and some are made into brandy, which is sealed and hidden under the tree. When you watch the white orchids in the next year, the wine will be opened. At that time, the fragrance of flowers and wine will overflow, and even the immortals in the sky will be drunk.

Such rare white orchids are actually blooming all over the garden. How can people not be happy?

If two or three branches can be picked different from the hair, it can be called the beauty of natural carving. The cinnabar smiled, lifted all the skirts and pinned them to the belt, then jumped gently and jumped onto the window sill. She turned around and looked back. The room was quiet. She thought that Linglong and others had expected that they had already rested and were still guarding outside the door? As long as you can come back before Youshi, you will be fine.

Thinking like this, the cinnabar jumped off the window sill and ran lightly to the garden full of white orchids.

Previously, the deacon eunuch who arranged himself here once said that this is a separate courtyard for foreign relatives and is still some distance from the palace, so there were no guards and attendants on the way. The cinnabar ran to the garden happily, stood under this brandy tree, and looked up. The sun sprinkles mottled light spots from the gap between the trees. Looking up like this, it looks like those crystal jade-like white orchids will shine, which is very beautiful. Sure enough, it is one side of water and soil and the other side of Lingxiu. I don't know how many times more gorgeous the white orchids originally produced by Dashang are blooming more than those in Wuzhao Kingdom! Seeing that the princess first took off a few pins on her hair, and then picked some to make brandy wine, which is also regarded as homesickness. Hey...

The cinnabar rolled up the sleeves high, and then lifted the skirt higher. He climbed the orchid tree with both hands, gently raised his breath and climbed to the tree. Being in the flowers is indeed stronger than the fragrance of flowers smelled under the tree. The cinnabar happily stretched out, deeply absorbed the fragrant air, and then picked up the flowers three times. First, she pinned the two flowers on both sides of her hair, and then put the other flowers in her skirt.

"Oh, who dares to climb the white orchid tree of His Royal Highness King Wen!" Suddenly, a violent shout interrupted the joyful picking of cinnabar. At this time, the cinnabar was stepping on two branches and reached out to pick the two blooming white orchids. Hearing this cry, she couldn't help but stop and look under the tree.

But when I saw two bodyguards rushing under the tree, they pointed to the cinnabar and shouted, "Where did the bad palace people dare to touch the flowers of His Royal Highness King Wen? Isn't it looking for death!"

"What King Wen and King Wu's? I just picked two flowers, so I'm going to put my death sentence? It's really funny, too." What Zhu Sha Ping Suri despises most is this kind of dog and powerful guy. In Wuzhao, neither bodyguards nor maids are allowed to show off their power to the people, which is also the order issued by Akagi. Come to think of it, this big businessman really has a lot of such things.

"Looking for death!" The bodyguard who rushed to the bottom of the tree roared, but seeing that his hand was only raised, the cinnabar felt that her shoulder was hit hard by something. The pain made her stagger, and she stepped on it unsteadily and fell straight to the tree.

"Oh, it hurts me so much." The cinnabar hit the ground firmly. Fortunately, there were years of dead leaves and grass on the ground that prevented her from falling miserably. Moreover, the cinnabar, who often likes to climb trees, has already learned how to maintain the posture that hurts itself the least when falling from the tree. However, even so, she was still thrown into seven meat and eight elements, and the golden star danced in front of her.

"A little palace man actually calls himself Ben Gong. Your tone is not small." But with a clear smile, a young man in silver appeared in front of the cinnabar.

The teenager has a slender figure, but his skin is white and tight. A pair of eyebrows are as high as a distant mountain, a pair of red phoenix eyes are smiling, the lips are red and the teeth are white, and the face is like a silver moon. Looking at his age, it should be similar to cinnabar. Although there is still a childishness on his face now, it is obvious that this teenager is also a lively and beautiful boy. I believe that the teenager also fully understands this. He has worked hard on his dress, but he is wearing a silver gown. The lines of clouds and water are looming in the sun. The flowing gold belt at his waist is inlaid with beautiful jade, and his white-bottomed silver boots are spotless.

Sure enough, it is a royal style and a model of a dil. And the teenager looked at the cinnabar with more contempt and indifference. The clothes that Zhusha wears these time are a kind of white Chinese clothes that women in the grand merchant harem will wear before wearing formal clothes. Although there are also tops and skirts, they are all plain skirts and white pleated long skirts, so just looking at this dress, it is really impossible to distinguish the identity and grade of cinnabar. Think of it, he took the cinnabar as the little master who had just entered the palace.

"Who are you?" This kind of man who likes to dress up and looks at people with his nostrils is the most annoying, not to mention the guy who made himself fall down. The cinnabar stared at the teenager, and then tried to support himself and wanted to sit up.

"Don't move!" But when he heard the sound of Zheng, a long sword reached the neck of the cinnabar. The cold and awe-inden sword and the cold sword wind made the cinnabar stop immediately. She looked at the sword and the bodyguard who used the sword against her, and then a sneer appeared on her face.

"Is this the ability of you royal family? Let the bodyguard show his sword at a weak woman? Cinnabar glanced at the bodyguard contemptuously and looked at the teenager's face again. "Isn't it true that in your eyes, human life is not as valuable as these flowers?"

"You're right. Your cheap life is really not as valuable as these white orchids." The bodyguard snorted coldly and approached the cinnabar with his long sword. "Where are you from? Don't you know that this white garden is an inalienable forbidden place!"

"White Garden?" The cinnabar was stunned. She looked up at this garden full of white orchids. Her eyes were full of bright green and beautiful white, which was very pleasing in the sun. I think your name 'White Garden' is not good. It is obviously a vivid color. With this name, it makes people feel sad for no reason. No, it's really not good."

"Bold!"

"Oh..." The teenager laughed. He lowered his head, looked at the cinnabar carefully, and said with a smile, "Your argument is very interesting. So what do you think this garden should be called?

"I look at this white orchid like jade and snow, which is clearly pleasing. It would be better to be compared with the 'White Jade Garden'." The cinnabar is also generous, and she doesn't hesitate to give names, which she often does in Wuzhao. Many of those well-known people's business and rich manor estates are handwritten by cinnabar. This time when you go to a big merchant, you have to show this kind of everyone's demeanor.

"White Jade Garden... White Jade Garden..." The teenager muttered the name, and there was a little confusion in his eyes.

What did this person think of?

Just when the cinnabar was curious, the teenager suddenly sank his face and roared angrily, "Be presumptuous, presumptuous! The little palace man actually called this word 'jade' directly. Come on, kill without mercy!"

"Yes." As soon as the bodyguard's eyebrows stood up, he was about to stab the cinnabar.

"Bold!" The cinnabar stared angrily, "How dare you kill under the white orchid? Aren't you afraid that the aura of the flower will absorb the blood and become blood red all over the garden!"

"What are you talking about?" The teenager was stunned by the cinnabar and couldn't help raising his hand to stop the bodyguard. He came over and looked at the cinnabar confusedly. "You just said that the white half of the flower will turn red?"

"Of course." Zhu Sha raised his eyebrows and said, "As a royal family, don't you know this allusion?"

"This..." The teenager's face turned slightly red, and then he snorted coldly, "So what? Just tell me and listen to me."

"Want to know?" The cinnabar cherry lips are slightly raised, revealing white and bright teeth.

"Less talk." The teenager's face darkened.

"If you want to know, let them take this gadget off my neck first." Zhu Sha gently raised her eyes and looked at the long sword against her neck.

The teenager hesitated for a moment, and then nodded slightly. The sword was removed, and the cinnabar got up.

"Oh, you get up quickly." The teenager raised his eyebrows and sneered.

"This is how easy it is to talk." The cinnabar patted the dirt on his body, and then lowered his head and picked up a white orchid in the skirt. He raised his eyes and looked up at the teenager with a smile. "Have you never heard of the legend of oriental cherry blossoms?"

"Eastern cherry blossoms?" The teenager was slightly stunned.

"Well, I'm sorry that you dboys who stay at home haven't seen much of the world," cinnabar smiled and said, "It is said that the cherry blossoms in the East are all white at first. However, later, there was a man who was rejected by a woman who was secretly in love. In addition to grief and indignation, he killed the woman and buried her under the cherry tree. The cherry blossom absorbed the blood from the woman and slowly turned it all pink. Therefore, don't kill under the white flowers, let alone bury the body under the white flower tree, otherwise, the white flowers all over the garden will turn red, as red as blood!"

With that, the cinnabar suddenly held the white orchid in his hand in front of him for at least a year. The teenager was listening attentively. Leng might as well as the cinnabar suddenly took action and called him out.

"Ha..." The cinnabar is so happy, "Hahahaha..." She knew that guys like this are all fierce things, and they don't have the courage at all. Just now, he was about to kill himself, and now his face turned white with fear.

"You..." The teenager took a step back, so angry that his handsome face turned from white to red, and stared at the cinnabar angrily.

"Don't think I'm lying to you. What I said is true. If you don't believe it, you can go back and ask others if there is such a statement." As the cinnabar said, he took off the two white orchids on his head with a smile, and then pulled out the skirt stuffed into the belt. All the white orchids that had been pocketed in the skirt fell to the ground. Here, all your flowers will be returned.

After saying that, he turned around and walked away lightly.

The sun casts the flower shadow on the cinnabar dress through the white orchid tree. At the moment of turning around, the black-and-white eyes contained a naughty and cunning smile, and the angular lips were like petals with crystal dew beads. And what comes out of this cherry lip is an allusion or a deceptive lie? The teenager looked at her leaving figure and forgot what he should say and do in an instant.

"Your Highness King Wen, Your Royal Highness King Wen?" The bodyguard couldn't help calling, "Is it like this to tell her to run away?"