The butler respectfully agreed, then turned around and bowed to Murong Wushuang.
"Mr. Murong, please come with me!"
Following the butler all the way through the corridor and through the courtyard, Murong Wushuang couldn't help but marvel at the ingenuity of the person who designed the palace.
Walking along the way, the sceneries change with each step. No corner will have the same scenery.
Even if it is just a few bamboos or a rockery, it is decorated with unique charm.
Elegance reveals elegance, luxury yet refinement
She couldn't help but sigh
"I wonder who designed this house, so elegant!"
"This garden was designed and supervised by the prince's good friend Mr. Xue himself!"
The butler introduced with a smile.
"Mr. Snow?!"
Murong Wu's eyes were slightly startled.
"Could it be the rumored most skilled hand in the Proud Dragon Kingdom, Snow Thousand Miles?"
The housekeeper paused and nodded.
"Yes, it's Mr. Xue Qianlixue!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to a garden gate in front of him.
"This is the Jinyuan. I will arrange for people to clean it up. Since Mr. Murong likes this garden so much, why not take a look around. There is a garden not far ahead. I think you will like it!"
The direction of his finger was exactly the direction from which the strange feeling came.
The old housekeeper's suggestion was exactly what Murong Wushuang wanted.
After thanking him, Murong Wushuang walked toward the back garden.
The further we move forward, the more obvious that strange feeling becomes.
That feeling was very similar to the feeling she had when she encountered her magic wand in her previous life.
Could it be that, here, she will meet her magic wand?!
In Murong Wushuang's heart, instinctive excitement arose
She couldn't help but quicken her pace and rushed into the back garden
The garden is very large, with two ginkgo trees standing in the middle of the garden.
One female and one male, with tangled roots below and connected branches above.
The golden leaves sparkle in the sun, and the grass and pools around the tree are full of golden fallen leaves.
The two trees are surrounded by three or four people, and they are at least hundreds of years old.
Murong Wushuang walked slowly into the ginkgo tree and placed his palms on the trunk.