Chu Jinnian's words were sullen, Chen Yang frowned, but did not say anything. He only carefully looked at the thousands of knots on the wintersweet branches, nodded in thought, and frowned slightly. Seeing this, she felt more uneasy in her heart. If she was being

After untying all these knots, what should she think? No matter how much her daughter's family ignores tradition, it can't resist the attraction of beautiful legends. If her heart is slightly moved, how will she deal with her marriage to the Southern Desert Country?

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Chu Jinnian felt uneasy, and cold sweat broke out on his cold palms. A gust of cold wind passed by, shaking his body. Chu Jinnian pulled Shui Bi's clothes and pretended to joke: "Shui Bi, Mr. Chen Yang seems to like you very much.

It was tied with thousands of knots, and I kept playing with it endlessly." Shui Bi understood what she meant. He took a few steps forward and shyly muttered: "Sir, I learned the knots on the plum branches from a book. If you can solve them,

Shui Bi is willing to let the young master untie it. But the plum branch was pulled out from the black soil with such force by the young master. I am afraid that the cold water will get into the branch, and if Shui Bi is allowed to penetrate the black soil, I am afraid that it will not become a climate."

Shui Bi took advantage of the situation and took the plum branch from Chen Yang's hand. She smiled brightly and apologized, "Young Master wants to know how to untie these hundred knots. You can just stick the plum branch in the black soil and see for yourself. I hope you can understand Shui Bi."

Bi cherishes the heart of loving wintersweet."

Chen Yang relaxed his slightly frowned eyebrows, smiled slightly, and said with an apologetic smile: "When I encountered such a problem in arithmetic, I forgot for a moment that the girl had inserted the wintersweet branch into the soil. It was my fault. This is a hundred knots.

Chen Yang is not talented and can't solve it, which makes Miss Shui Bi laugh." A flash of pride flashed across his eyebrows, but when Chu Jinnian took a closer look, he really seemed distressed because he couldn't solve it.

Shui Bi planted the plum branches, carefully covered them with black soil, and then buried half an inch of the plum branches with snow. She stood up and moved to Chu Jinnian's side. Chen Yang looked at the four of her and wanted to ask something, but a boy gently

He walked over, feeling a little anxious. In a hurry, the light brown clasps tied to his trouser legs were loosened and he didn't pay attention. He whispered to Chen Yang's side and then stepped aside respectfully.

The boy's steps were brisk, and he had some martial arts skills. He was probably running too fast, and the cold air in the mountains was very strong, and the moisture entered his lungs, making him gasp for breath.

Chen Yang said goodbye in a hurry and left with the boy. Chu Jinnian looked at the wintersweet wrapped around him and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Chen Yang had not untied it. When he had rested in the small pavilion and had a cup of tea, the sky was getting dark.

I was afraid that the snowflakes were about to start falling again. Looking carefully at the path the man took, he must have taken the winding path given by the little master. It would be less dangerous to follow Chen Yang's footprints before the snow fell.

Chu Jinnian ordered Qingyue and Qinghe to secure the wintersweet branches with branches. Shui Bi packed up and the four of them headed to the top of the mountain.

The trail is steep, but the scenery is something you can't appreciate from the mid-mountain pavilion. A sea of ​​mist-like clouds wraps around the mountains, and a few pillars of light break through the clouds and mist and shine down obliquely, dyeing the clouds and mist on the mountainside.

The cold wind blows by my ears, and wherever I look, I see beautiful scenery that is like an illusion. This trail was chosen extremely well. The scenery is one of the few in the mountains behind the national temple. As the sun shines,

The welcoming pine tree stands upright on the cliff on the opposite mountain. It does not lose any of its arrogance and grace because it is born in red sandstone. The ivy in winter is covered with a layer of white because of the previous snowflakes.

The beauty of green.
Chapter completed!