Chapter 12: Peony Meets Spring, Fragrance at Its Peak (Part 2)

  After bypassing several fake hills, I finally saw the man reciting poetry, Mu Qingfeng. 151+ Look at the book network's romantic content update speed is faster than a rocket, do you dare not believe it? Qilin recently discovered that the backyard of Zuihuatang is very large, and this maple forest is part of the backyard, with fake hills and water flowing through, and the maple leaves are red, making it a great place for a secret meeting.

  Through the fluttering fallen maple leaves, Qilin saw the man clearly. He was wearing a light blue long-sleeved shirt, about twenty years old, but very clean. His long hair was neatly tied back with a light blue ribbon, and the rest fell down like a waterfall. At this moment, the man was picking up a maple leaf, but Qilin knew he was actually appreciating the sound of the guqin.

  The warm sunlight spilled down, casting dappled shadows on the man's body. Qilin suddenly thought of those elegant scholars from before. Looking around again, there was still no sign of Mudan, but the sound of the qin was very close.

  At this time, Bu Yao happened to arrive at Mu Qingfeng's side under Liu Xi's lead. Liu Xi retreated respectfully, and Bu Yao looked at Mu Qingfeng carefully. She had seen many elegant scholars before, but Mu Qingfeng's elegance was mixed with a few more parts of elegance, just like his name, clean and neat, not like the others who were full of ink smell, but a fresh one. This made Bu Yao want to talk to him. Unfortunately, glancing at a nearby place, how could Peony think about inserting a foot?

  But it doesn't matter, even if I were a peony, I wouldn't have the power to turn back time. Bu Yao smiled complacently and came up with a plan. She walked forward, bowed politely to Mu Qingfeng, and said, "Mr. Mu, I've kept you waiting for a long time. I'm Bu Yao, and I've long heard of your great reputation. Today, I finally get to see you, and indeed, you're a refined and elegant gentleman."

  Mu Qingfeng finally came to his senses from the sound of the guqin, looking at the purple-robed woman in front of him. She was indeed as beautiful as a celestial being, like a lotus flower emerging from clear water. Unfortunately, she wasn't the one playing the guqin. Mu Qingfeng bowed gently and said, "Lady Bu Yao is too kind. I've long heard of your great reputation, and today I finally had the chance to meet you in person. You truly are a heavenly maiden descended upon the mortal world."

  Qilin wasn't interested in the conversation between the two, but rather wanted to go see how the peony was doing. However, her hand had already been occupied by Su Feng's saliva. Taking advantage of Su Feng's line of sight being completely on that wooden boy, Qilin quickly pulled back her hand and conveniently wiped it clean on Su Feng's clothes, shaking off the goosebumps all over her body, and hastily slipped away.

  Turning left and right, Qilin didn't know how long she had walked before she saw a figure in white clothes, which must be Peony. But unexpectedly, it was just a few steps away, yet separated by so many artificial hills, what a luxurious life.

  However, from here you can hear the conversation between Mu Qingfeng and Bu Yaoyue, so they must be passing by soon. Qi Lin calculated for a moment, poked out her head to take a look at Peony's appearance. But when she poked out her head, what she saw was two people instead. One of them was Peony, dressed in a white dress, although simple and elegant, but the richness and elegance of Peony were fully revealed by the thousand-layered skirt, with a white-and-red peony flower decorating her hair bun, sitting beside a plain zither, matching the falling maple leaves, looking like she was surrounded by an aura of immortals, compared to the purple dress that was not needed, this one looked even more elegant.

  Very satisfied with Peony's dress, Qilin also admired her wit. She just said a word about Peony's true nature, and she abandoned her thick makeup and changed into light makeup. However, after looking at Peony, Qilin's line of sight finally came to the white-clothed man beside her. Taking a closer look, that man was the only one sitting on a bamboo chair among all the people Qilin had seen since arriving here, with half his face covered by brocade, seemingly unable to see. But this person's temperament was in no way inferior to Wood Public Son from just now, and even the maple leaves falling on him seemed noble and gentle.

  If it weren't for that brocade, he must be a super handsome guy. Qi Lin thought so and finally had the urge to see the true face of Lushan. But why did she feel something was off? Qi Lin turned her head to look back, only to see four tall and sturdy men standing straight behind her, scaring her into a cold sweat.

  Four big men with their hands clasped behind their backs, each with a ferocious and sinister look. The leader stretched out his large hand and placed it on Qilin's shoulder. Frightened, Qilin let out a sharp cry of "ah". She took several steps back, but unexpectedly lost her balance and fell to the ground with a thud.