After sending Aunt Lin away, Ye Wanwan didn't feel sleepy, so she got up and walked to the backyard.
The backyard of Guanyong Palace has a small garden, a small pond, a rockery, a lawn, and several tall evergreen trees. All the scenery is clear at a glance.
The scenery is not to mention, but it is a good choice to enjoy the wind.
But since Yan Chen came, this place has become a place where hundreds of flowers are blooming. No matter when Ye Wanwan comes, she can see the blooming flowers, all kinds of colors, and well taken care of. This kind of craftsmanship makes people feel good.
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"Empress."
Yan Chen came from the corner holding a lantern, holding a small shovel in his hand. He must have been taking care of the flowers and plants: "Do you want to enjoy the flowers?"
There are many lanterns lit around the garden, but they are not particularly bright. What kind of flowers can I enjoy?
"Just take a walk."
Yan Chen stood there, thought for a moment, and turned sideways: "My queen, please come with me."
He walked behind the rockery on the side. Ye Wanwan was a little confused but didn't ask any questions. She followed him to see what he wanted to do.
When he reached the pond, Yan Chen suddenly turned around and extended his hand to Ye Wanwan: "The road here is slippery, please be careful."
Ye Wanwan paused, then slowly handed her hand over. The palm of her hand was warm, with the unique warmth of a young man, scorching but clean.
If something moved in her heart, Ye Wanwan looked at the figure in front of her. He was much taller than her, and his breath was clean and smelled good. He was also a young man, but it's a pity...
"arrive!"
The journey was not far. He walked through the path beside the pond and turned into a place where no one saw him. Then Yan Chen picked up the lantern.
Ye Wanwan was a little surprised when she saw it: "There is such a big cluster of epiphyllum here!"
Yan Chen: "I moved here not long ago, and I didn't raise it very well, so I didn't tell the queen. Now I only have a few buds. If it's another month, there will be more flowers."
Ye Wanwan didn't care how many flowers were in bloom. She looked at the largest bud. The flower head had completely swollen, as if it would bloom with the slightest touch.
Neither of them spoke, they held their breath unconsciously, wanting to wait for it to bloom.
Just waiting like this, in less than two breaths, the flower slowly opened in an extremely small arc. This blooming process seemed to be very slow, opening bit by bit, each petal unfolded.
The pure and holy color, accompanied by a refreshing fragrance, seems to make people forget all their irritability and depression.
gorgeous.
Ye Wanwan stared at the flowers without blinking for a moment. The fragrance of the flowers was intoxicating, and a slight smile unconsciously appeared on her face. The lights were dim, quiet and beautiful.
She was intoxicated by the blooming flowers, but she didn't know that Yan Chen's eyes were always on her face, and he was even more obsessed with it than she was.
The epiphyllum blooms only for a moment, and the flowers wither after a while. It is really short-lived.
Ye Wanwan touched the petals that were gradually hanging down and sighed softly. Sure enough, the beauty that was short-lived was only left with regret in the end: "I'm back."
Ye Wanwan took the lead to walk back without letting Yan Chen lead her. As a result, she stepped on a smooth stone and almost slipped into the water.
Thanks to Yan Chen's quick eyesight and quick hands, he threw away the lantern and reached out to pick Ye Wanwan back up.
"My dear, be careful."
Ye Wanwan stood firm, and Yan Chen quickly let go of his hand. What he had just grasped was Ye Wanwan's waist: "I have offended you, please forgive me."
The lantern was out, and it was so dark that only the outline of a shadow could be seen, and the sound of insects covered their breathing.
For a moment, Ye Wanwan said nothing and walked forward.
He was trying to save her. Although he crossed the line, the circumstances were excusable and there was no need to plead guilty.
It was impossible to see Yan Chen's face clearly in the night, but his dark blue eyes reflected the lights in the distance, dimly flickering, and secretive.