Jiang Yuan walked slowly into the Imperial Garden. The Imperial Garden was still the same as in her memory, with flowers blooming and the fragrance filling her nostrils. However, Jiang Yuan always felt that it was the peach blossoms in that area that caught her eyes.
A figure stood upright, with his hands behind his back, his head slightly raised, his black hair flowing down, his white clothes fluttering, looking elegant and suave.
For a moment, Jiang Yuan didn't know how to call him. It seemed that she had never called him by his name.
"You're here." Qi Xuanyuan slowly turned around.
When Jiang Yuan saw that face that was so familiar to her bones, she couldn't help but blurt out, "Husband?"
But it only took a moment for her to regain her composure, with only coldness in her eyes, "You are not Xuan Zuo."
He took a step forward with a smile on his lips, "Then who am I?"
Jiang Yuan tilted her lips, and suddenly moved her body. She was in front of Qi Xuanyuan in an instant, and her hand violently tore his face.
Qi Xuanzuo had a clean face with a hint of romance, and a provocative smile that seemed to be absent on his lips.
Jiang Yuan shook off the dough on her hand, "This is you."
"As expected, it's Jiang Yuan. Long time... no see."
Jiang Yuan crossed her chest and took a step back, looking businesslike, "I'm not here to catch up with you today, let's get straight to the point."
Qi Xuanyuan glanced at her gently, turned around and walked into the pavilion, "Unfortunately, I don't want to talk about business today, I just want to catch up with you."
The table in the pavilion is filled with pastries and a tea set.
He patted the seat next to him and said, "Come and sit."
Jiang Yuan frowned but did not move, but said: "Since you don't want to talk to me, then forget it. We will talk with our couple together tonight."
Without any nostalgia, he turned around and left.
"Bang -" there was a loud noise, and Qi Xuanyuan's stool immediately shattered into pieces, "Come over when I tell you."
His voice is full of the majesty of an emperor, with a strong force of oppression. He is no longer the man who could tease and tease you.
Jiang Yuan turned around and watched him slowly wiping his hands and playing with the tea set slowly. It was as familiar as if she was handling it herself.