C119

The weather was very cold. It was a night of tight north winds and the plum blossoms blooming in the wind.

It was so beautiful that I was stunned. I thought the plum blossoms would not bloom so quickly, but these few plum blossoms with the winter air of the shilling revealed some pure white stamens. They were so delicate and elegant that the fragrance of ice and jade filled my nose.

If one did not look carefully, one would not be able to tell if it was snow or plum blossoms.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Alright then, I'll go take a look at this."

"It seems like you really like plum blossoms. Do you know what this is called?" He pressed himself against me from behind, wrapping me in his arms.

"White Plum."

He laughed, "It is not called a white flower. I will tell you, this is a Jade Butterfly Plum, shaped like a Jade Butterfly. I also like the plum flower, unlike you ladies who like its beauty and its fragrance.

I chuckled and reached out to touch the petal, but he pulled at it abominably, letting the snow fall.

"At the end of February, you have to enter the garden to see the plum blossoms. Only with the power of the sea of snow can a type of beauty be born."

"Yeah, it's a big Merlin. I scanned it for a long time, but I couldn't find the end." He pulled his hand away and wandered under the plum tree. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to get a taste of the plum blossoms.

Snowflakes suddenly appeared all over the sky, causing me to block the snow with one hand as I watched him shaking the Plum Blossom Tree.

I didn't say anything, and when he had shaken it enough, he came back and brushed the snow off the collar of my head and face. "Just stand there like a little fool," he said.

He walked ahead of me to a plum tree. I pulled at the low plum branches and shook the thick snow off, causing his face to turn white.

He turned around with a long face and his eyes widened. Suddenly, he shouted, "Yun Zhiqiu, you dare to tease me. You're dead."

"Ah!" I screamed and ran away.

He laughed loudly, "How dare you, you actually dare to plot against me and run away."

It seemed like he hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time. The Merlin in the palace seemed to be in the middle of a field, allowing me to run freely.

"Stop chasing me, I'm so tired." I laughed and hugged the plum tree and looked at him.

His eyes were bright as if they were shining black water, absorbing people's souls. He walked closer step by step and even used his hand to wipe away some saliva. "You're in trouble. You dare to tease me."

"Hehe, don't come over. I warned you." He hugged the plum blossom tightly and shook it.

The snow fell like rain, but he spread his hands, his handsome face facing the falling snow, as if he was enjoying it.

He let go of the branch and ran.

He rushed up from behind and grabbed my clothes, then stuffed the two lumps of snow into my collar. It was so cold that I quickly shook the snow out of my clothes.

He looked at them and smiled evilly, "Come, I will help you."

Pulling up my clothes, I touched them with one hand.

I gritted my teeth and stared at him, pinching his hand. "How could you, your majesty?"

His eyes held an innocent look. "Am I wrong? I'm just helping you. "

What a scoundrel, watch how I'll treat you.

Ignoring the fact that he was the Emperor, he bent down, grabbed two handfuls of the snow, lowered his collar, and put them in.

He let out a cry and jumped around in circles, "Yun Zhiqiu, you're such a cruel woman. It's cold, it's cold. Hurry and shake it off!"

I laughed as I watched him spin around and make a face. "Serves you right."

He took my hand and wailed, "Zhiqiu, hurry up! It's so cold!"

He deserved it, deserved it. He even managed to get a belt for her today. She definitely wouldn't be able to shake it. Reaching out to untie his belt and shake the snow from his clothes, he turned on his side again and, hugging me low, kissed me passionately on the cheek. "I've been tricked, Yun Zhiqiu."

"You …" He always takes advantage of me.

He lowered himself lower and lower, and I screamed, and they fell to the ground in the snow. He took my face in his hands and kissed me hard on the lips, suppressing my scream. The breath and the saliva were intertwining, and he was sucking hard, as if to kiss my soul, and I was powerless and trembling.

It was too hot, the tip of his nose was breathing in and out of his face, and his heart beat through his clothes so that I could feel it clearly, and though there had been skin to skin, it was too shy to let him kiss it like this.

He held my face in his hands and looked at it earnestly, his eyes burning with fire, and I dared not look at him. I closed my eyes and drew in my breath.

After he had kissed me enough, he hugged me tightly and whispered in my ear, "My Zhiqiu, you smile like a plum blossom."

He pressed against me, his soft lips lightly touching mine, as if he were knocking on the door of my heart again and again.

"Zhiqiu." He called out softly, "Open your eyes and look at me."

This time, he used me, not me, not the Emperor who commanded men.

It was as if, when I opened my eyes, I would open the door in my heart and let him in. The eyelid blinked, but still opened, that is how a pool of gentle water, that is how deep black eyes, sucked me in.

He curled his red lips and smiled softly. It was so beautiful.

His fingers brushed my brow, and he kissed my eyes softly, making me shiver all over. "I like it when you have me in your eyes," he said, word for word.