Entering the plum forest and wandering in the sea of ​​snow, Ling Yuan, wearing a pure white fox fur feather satin cloak and Feng Jiao, wearing a fire fox fur cloak, stood in hand between the plum fragrance path.

A pair of handsome men and women wandering in this sea of ​​snow and flowers, creating the third color besides the snow and flowers, the beauty of the world.

"Little chef, do you think the scenery here is good?" Ling Yuan asked with a smile on his lips.

"There is a poem about plum blossoms written by ancient people, which is written like this: This body is hidden in the ice and snow forest, and the peaches and plums are mixed with the fragrance. Suddenly, the fragrance spreads into the world and the spring is everywhere. How could this plum blossom, which is full of fragrance, beautifying? " Feng Jiao smiled.

"Oh? I've never heard of this poem, but it's written very well. A few simple lines of poetry vividly portray the plum blossoms' character."

"Yes. But for me, plum blossoms are not only beautiful, but can also be used to make plum blossom wine and plum blossom tea. These snow-like petals can also be processed into fillings for snacks and dumplings." Feng Jiao said with a smile.

Ling Yuan didn't think that the little chef who saw so many elegant and beautiful plum blossoms and was full of food was vulgar. Instead, he thought that she was very straightforward and cute.

Instead of watching the plum blossoms recite poems and paintings, he prefers to watch his little chef turn these floating petals into various delicacies.

Speaking of painting...

Ling Yuan felt that he needed to deeply portray the little chef's current appearance in his mind and draw this beautiful plum blossom picture.

"There is a glass greenhouse nearby, with light-transmitting glass on all sides. There are also a stove and tables and chairs. We can enter the greenhouse, enjoy the snow and plums while drinking tea, which is warm and convenient." He looked at her and said gently with a smile.

"Is that so? That's good. It turns out that this plum garden has a place where the owners are. It's okay if we come to other people's places, but we have to enter their greenhouses. Will this cause trouble for them?"

"No. The owner here is my friend. I have already greeted the other party in advance before bringing you here."

"So that's the case. You're still careful and thoughtful." Feng Jiao smiled and said, "Then we might as well collect some petals of plum blossoms and some snow on them. The tea cooked in this way should be very fragrant, right?"

I remember when she was watching "Dream of Red Mansions" in junior high school, she was very curious about how Miaoyu used the water made from the snow collected from the plum blossoms to make tea in Luxue Temple. She always wanted to taste it. What does the snow water on the plum blossoms taste like?

I didn’t expect that this time I would have the opportunity to practice it!

Ling Yuan smiled slightly: "Do you want the falling snow on the plum blossoms and the plum blossom petals?"

As he waved his sleeves, a whirlwind suddenly rolled up in the plum forest. Countless plum petals and snow on the petals fell down. They did not drift away with the wind, but slowly rotated and slowly separated, gathering one left and one right into a flower ball as big as a football and a snowball of the same size!

And the man in white, who was as pure as beautiful jade and as quiet as the bright moon, stood between the falling snow and the falling flowers, with the nobleness of plum blossoms and the cold fragrance of winter snow between his eyebrows and eyes.

Looking at such a beautiful scene in the world, Feng Jiao couldn't help but become obsessed with it.
Chapter completed!